Red Shirt:TOS
Red Shirt: TOS
A casting extra
No choice on shirt color
Hired for one episode
Studio did’nt want to pay them long term
New planet to explore
Beam down with phasers set to kill
Alien life form attacks
No chance to get off a shot
Bones declares
“He’s dead Jim!”
A red shirt met their final frontier
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