$M Well, tell me, Spock, what do we do after we, ah, toast marshmellons?
$S We consume them.
$M I *know* we consume them. I mean *after* that.
$S I believe we are required to engage in a ritual known as the "sing- along."
$K That's great. I haven't sung around a campfire since I was a boy in Iowa. What are we gonna sing? Wh--Bones, what are we gonna sing?
$M How about "Camptown Races"?
$K "Pack Up Your Troubles."
$S Are we leaving, Captain?
$M It's a *song* title, Spock.
$K "Moon Over Rigel 7."
$M "Row, Row, Row Your Boat."
$K "Row, Row, Row Your Boat." I love "Row.." Do you know "Row, Row, Row, Row Your Boat," Spock?
$S That song did not come up in my research, Captain.
$K The lyrics are very simple. It's, ah,
$M Don't say I didn't warn you ... Row row row your boat.
$K Row row row your boat
$M Gently down the stream
$K Gently down the stream
$M Merrily merrily
$K Merrily merrily
$Both: Merrily merrily life is but a ....
$K Come on, Spock, why didn't you jump in?
$S I was trying to ascertain the meaning of the words.
$M It's a *song* you green-blooded Vulcan. You sing it. The words aren't important. What's important is that you have a good time singing it.
$S Oh, I *am* sorry, Doctor. Were we having a good time?
$M God, I liked him better before he died.
$K All right all right all right. Let's call it a night. Let's go to bed.
$M He just keeps after it.
$K Let's get some sleep
$K Spock. We're on leave, you can call me Jim.
$K Yes, Spock?
$S Life is not a dream.
$K Go to sleep, Spock.
$S Yes, Captain.
$K Goodnight, Bones.
$M G'night, Jim.
$K Goodnight, Spock.
$S Goodnight, Doctor
$M Goodnight, Spock
$S Goodnight, Jim.
$K I don't know, I just don't know.
Just then a brilliant light stabbed through the forest and the men were abruptly roused.
The voice of Commander Uhura broke apologetically through the dazzle of the shuttle's headlights. "Mr. Scott apologizes for having to send the shuttlecraft ..."