I’m not saying one thing or another, but if you are going to hire the guy who helped Hardy transform into one big walking muscle and you are downing chicken by the bucket and washing them down with protein shakes, then you must surely be playing someone who is more than just a disgruntled Federation associate, right?

Maybe by the time the fictional Stardate of “Star Trek Into Darkness’ matches with our real life calendar, women who already possess perfectly normal bodies won’t feel the need to take such drastic measures in order to look “better.”