Requiem For Methuselah is another one of those bad-but-not-bad-enough-to-be-notable third season Star Trek episodes.
The crew is dying from space flu so our dynamic trio beams down to Planet Cure to meet an immortal guy named Flint and his hot robot girlfriend. Kirk gets his mack on with the robot girl, Spock guesses the plot twist early but tries not to ruin it for everyone, and Bones is the only one who seems to care that the crew are dying. But this doesn’t stop him and the others from gleefully guzzling Flint’s space brandy while the plot happens to them.
This one supports my suspicion that even the writers hated the third season which is why they wrote the characters in maximum bitch mode every episode. It’s McCoy’s turn this episode. Check out this monologue from Bones at the end of the episode;
“You see, I feel sorrier for you than I do for him because you’ll never know the things that love can drive a man to. The ecstasies, the miseries, the broken rules, the desperate chances, the glorious failures, the glorious victories. All of these things you’ll never know simply because the word love isn’t written into your book.”
Jesus fuck, Bones! That was harsh. No wonder Spock threw himself into that reactor.
Screencap from Trekcore, of course.