Kirk: Bones, it's been just a few hours. Look at us. We're drowning in snow. How's that communicator looking now?
Bones: Jim, Scotty is sure to beam us up soon. Don't we have a 24 hour rule or something?
Kirk: We've been here for just over 4 hours Bones. How exactly is that going to help? The snow is up to our teets already.
Bones: Damn it Jim I'm a doctor not a meteorologist. I understand your sexual frustration. Listen, we should be fine. Snow acts as an insulator. It will keep us warm until Scotty locks into our coordinates and beams us back aboard the Enterprise.
Kirk: I hope you're right Bones. Insulator or not my pitooties are still knockin' together cold. In fact, I never could understand the whole insulation theory with snow. It's not nearly as warm as that green ultra hot hottie from alpha quadrant.
Bones: Is that all you think about Jim?
Kirk: Is there anything else? Oh, I'm also thinking we should bring a red shirt with us next time. He'd have died for us to find someplace warm. Jesus, Montgomery get off your haggis and let's go.
Bones: Honestly Jim. Stuffed pig's intestines. How does he eat that stuff?
Kirk: And where the hell is Spock?