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Weyoun: "Romulans. So predictably
treacherous!" |
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Vic: "The band is threatening to quit!"
Quark: "They can't quit... they're holograms."
Vic: "They don't know that!" |
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Kira: "I just never thought I'd see a
Romulan eating a jumja stick." |
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Bashir: "Who better than a Klingon to help
a Klingon?" |
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Vic: "Your buddy needs some serious help... and
soon!" |
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Sisko: "Are there any other secrets I
should know about?"
Joseph Sisko: "Just my gumbo recipe... but I'm taking that to my
grave." |
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Quark: "So, what'd you find out?"
O'Brien: "That you should never try to match drinks with a
Klingon." |
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Martok: "So... how do you like convoy
duty?"
Worf: "I don't."
Martok: "Good, I was afraid you might be getting soft!" |
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Bashir: "Miles, I don't know what to say.
I'm touched."
Quark: "You're both touched!" |
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Quark: "You wanna get Jadzia to Sto-vo-kor fine,
fine, go for it. But can't you do something more sensible? Make a
donation in her name! Or bribe someone!"
Bashir: "It doesn't work that way, Quark."
O'Brien: "It'd be nice if it did." |
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Joseph Sisko: "Life is full of choices. You make
them and hope for the best. Sometimes you`re right, sometimes you`re
not." |
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Ezri Dax: "Hello, Benjamin."
Sisko: "Do I know you?"
Ezri Dax: "It's me...Dax." |
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Quark: "Imagine what it must be like - hordes of
rampaging Klingons, fighting and singing, sweating and belching."
Bashir: "Sounds like this place on a Saturday night."
Quark: "Would you want to spend eternity here?" |
