Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

American science fiction television series from 1993–1999

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine (1993–1999) is a science fiction television series based on Gene Roddenberry’s Star Trek, created by Rick Berman and Michael Piller, and produced by Paramount Pictures.

Season 1 Season 2 Season 3 Season 4
Emissary The Homecoming The Search, Part I The Way of the Warrior
Past Prologue The Circle The Search, Part II The Visitor
A Man Alone The Siege The House of Quark Hippocratic Oath
Babel Invasive Procedures Equilibrium Indiscretion
Captive Pursuit Cardassians Second Skin Rejoined
Q-Less Melora The Abandoned Starship Down
Dax Rules of Acquisition Civil Defense Little Green Men
The Passenger Necessary Evil Meridian The Sword of Kahless
Move Along Home Second Sight Defiant Our Man Bashir
The Nagus Sanctuary Fascination Homefront
Vortex Rivals Past Tense, Part I Paradise Lost
Battle Lines The Alternate Past Tense, Part II Crossfire
The Storyteller Armageddon Game Life Support Return to Grace
Progress Whispers Heart of Stone Sons of Mogh
If Wishes Were Horses Paradise Destiny Bar Association
The Forsaken Shadowplay Prophet Motive Accession
Dramatis Personae Playing God Visionary Rules of Engagement
Duet Profit and Loss Distant Voices Hard Time
In the Hands of the Prophets Blood Oath Through the Looking Glass Shattered Mirror
The Maquis, Part I Improbable Cause The Muse
The Maquis, Part II The Die Is Cast For the Cause
The Wire Explorers To the Death
Crossover Family Business The Quickening
The Collaborator Shakaar Body Parts
Tribunal Facets Broken Link
The Jem'Hadar The Adversary
Season 5 Season 6 Season 7
Apocalypse Rising A Time to Stand Image in the Sand
The Ship Rocks and Shoals Shadows and Symbols
Looking for par'Mach in All the Wrong Places Sons and Daughters Afterimage
...Nor the Battle to the Strong Behind the Lines Take Me Out to the Holosuite
The Assignment Favor the Bold Chrysalis
Trials and Tribble-ations Sacrifice of Angels Treachery, Faith, and the Great River
Let He Who Is Without Sin... You Are Cordially Invited... Once More unto the Breach
Things Past Resurrection The Siege of AR-558
The Ascent Statistical Probabilities Covenant
Rapture The Magnificent Ferengi It's Only a Paper Moon
The Darkness and the Light Waltz Prodigal Daughter
The Begotten Who Mourns for Morn? The Emperor's New Cloak
For the Uniform Far Beyond the Stars Field of Fire
In Purgatory's Shadow One Little Ship Chimera
By Inferno's Light Honor Among Thieves Badda-Bing Badda-Bang
Doctor Bashir, I Presume? Change of Heart Inter Arma Enim Silent Leges
A Simple Investigation Wrongs Darker than Death or Night Penumbra
Business as Usual Inquisition 'Til Death Do Us Part
Ties of Blood and Water In the Pale Moonlight Strange Bedfellows
Ferengi Love Songs His Way The Changing Face of Evil
Soldiers of the Empire The Reckoning When It Rains...
Children of Time Valiant Tacking Into the Wind
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External links
Blaze of Glory Profit and Lace Extreme Measures
Empok Nor Time's Orphan The Dogs of War
In the Cards The Sound of Her Voice What You Leave Behind
Call to Arms Tears of the Prophets

Season 1

[Opening introduction text of the series]
On Stardate 43997, Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Federation starship Enterprise was kidnapped for six days by an invading force known as the Borg. Surgically altered, he was forced to lead an assault on Starfleet at Wolf 359.

Kira Nerys: I suppose you want the office.
Benjamin Sisko: Well, I thought I would say hello first and then take the office, but we can do it in any order you like.
Kira Nerys: [sarcastically] Hello!

Jean-Luc Picard: Have we met before?
Benjamin Sisko: Yes, sir, we met in battle. I was on the Saratoga at Wolf 359.

[Discussing Bajor's possible membership in the Federation]
Benjamin Sisko: Sounds like they're not ready.
Jean-Luc Picard: Your job—short of violating the Prime Directive—is to make sure that they are.

Kira Nerys: You are throwing it all away! All of you!
Bajoran Bureaucrat: You're being a fool!
Kira Nerys: Well, then, don't ask my opinion next time!

[about Sisko]
Kai Opaka: How ironic—one who does not wish to be among us is to be the Emissary.

Julian Bashir: This is where the adventure is. This is where heroes are made. Right here—in the wilderness.
Kira Nerys: This "wilderness" is my home!

Miles O'Brien: Sir, have you ever served with any Bajoran women?
Benjamin Sisko: No. Why?
Miles O'Brien: I was just wondering, sir.

Benjamin Sisko: It's really quite simple, Quark. You're not going to leave.
Quark: Not going to leave? But we're packed and ready to go.
Benjamin Sisko: Unpack.
Quark: I don't understand, Commander. Why would you want me to stay?
Odo: I'm curious myself. The man is a gambler and a thief.
Quark: I'm not a thief.
Odo: You are a thief!
Quark: If I am, you haven't been able to prove it for four years.

Quark: Commander, I've made a career out of knowing when to leave. And this provisional government is far too provisional for my taste. And when governments fall, people like me are lined up and shot.
Benjamin Sisko: There is that risk, but then, you are a gambler, Quark.
Odo: And a thief.
Benjamin Sisko: You know, Quark, that poor boy is about to spend the best years of his life in a Bajoran prison. I'm a father myself. I know what your brother must be going through. The boy should be with his family, not in some cold jail cell. Think about it. It's up to you.
[He exits]
Odo: You know, at first, I didn't think I was going to like him.

Benjamin Sisko: [To Captain Picard] In the meantime, I will do the job I've been ordered to do to the best of my ability, sir!

Kira Nerys: Quark, if you don't take your hand off my hip, you'll never be able to raise a glass with it again.
Quark: Oh, I love a woman in uniform.

Benjamin Sisko: That may be the most important thing to understand about humans. It is the unknown that defines our existence. We are constantly searching, not just for answers to our questions, but for new questions. We are explorers. We explore our lives day by day, and we explore the galaxy trying to expand the boundaries of our knowledge. And that is why I am here—not to conquer you with weapons or ideas, but to coexist and learn.

Kai Opaka: Nine Orbs, like this one, have appeared in the skies over the past 10,000 years. The Cardassians took the others. You must find the Celestial Temple before they do.
Benjamin Sisko: The Celestial Temple?
Kai Opaka: Tradition says that the Orbs were sent by the Prophets to teach us. What we have learned has shaped our theology. The Cardassians will do anything to decipher their powers. If they discover the Celestial Temple, they could destroy it.
Benjamin Sisko: What makes you think I can find your... temple?
Kai Opaka: [gives Sisko the Orb Ark] This will help you.
Benjamin Sisko: Kai Opaka, I—
Kai Opaka: I can't unite my people until I know the Prophets have been warned. You will find the Temple. Not for Bajor, not for the Federation, but for your own pagh. It is quite simply, Commander, the journey you have always been destined to take.

Benjamin Sisko: I have a son that I’m raising alone, Captain. This is not the ideal environment.
Jean Luc Picard: Unfortunately, Starfleet officers do not always have the luxury to serve in an ideal environment.

Benjamin Sisko: Commander, help me! Jennifer, hold on...
Bolian commander: Sir...
Benjamin Sisko: Just help me to get her free!
Bolian commander: She’s gone. There’s nothing we can do. We have to leave. We have to go now, sir!
Benjamin Sisko: Dammit, we just can’t leave her here!

Benjamin Sisko: It won’t be so bad. I’ve heard that Bajor is a beautiful world.
Jake Sisko: So why can’t we live on the planet instead of some old space station?

Vedek: Welcome, Commander. Please enter. The Prophets await you.
Benjamin Sisko: Another time, perhaps.
Vedek: [Nods] Another time.

Miles O’Brien: That’s the Prefect’s office up there.
Benjamin Sisko: So all others have to look up with respect. Cardassian architecture.

Benjamin Sisko: Is something bothering you, Major?
Kira Nerys: You don’t want to ask me that, Commander.
Benjamin Sisko: Why not?
Kira Nerys: Because I have the bad habit of telling the truth, even when people don’t want to hear it.
Benjamin Sisko: Perhaps I want to hear it.
Kira Nerys: I don’t believe the Federation has any business being here.
Benjamin Sisko: The provisional government disagrees with you.
Kira Nerys: The provisional government and I don’t agree on a lot of things, which is probably why they sent me to this god-forsaken place. I have been fighting for Bajoran independence ever since I was old enough to pick up a phaser. We finally drive the Cardassians out, and what do our new leaders do? They call up the Federation and invite them right in!
Benjamin Sisko: The Federation is only here to help—
Kira Nerys:—help us, I know. The Cardassians said the same thing sixty years ago.

Benjamin Sisko: That’s enough!
Odo: Who the hell are you?
Kira Nerys: Odo, this is our new Starfleet Commander.

Kira Nerys: I suppose Starfleet officers aren’t used to getting their hands dirty.

Kira Nerys: [to Sisko] This government will be gone in a week and so will you.

Quark: I love the Bajorans. Such a deeply spiritual people, but they make a dreadful ale.

Kira Nerys: Red alert. Shields up.
Miles O’Brien: What shields?

Odo: Doctor, most people, in my experience, wouldn’t know reason if it walked up and shook their hand.

Kira Nerys: I am just a Bajoran who has been fighting a hopeless cause against the Cardassians all her life. So if you want a war, I’ll give you one!

Miles O’Brien: Bloody Cardassians! I just got the damned thing fixed.

Julian Bashir: So, where can someone practice with his phaser around here?

Odo: I don’t know where I came from, no idea if there are any others like me. All my life, I’ve been forced to pass myself as one of you, always wondering who I really am.
Julian Bashir: You know, some people say that you remained on DS9 as the eyes and ears of your fellow Cardassians.
Garak: You don't say! Doctor, you're not intimating that I'm some sort of spy, are you?
Julian Bashir: I wouldn't know, sir.
Garak: Ah, an open mind. The essence of intellect.

Julian Bashir: You’re very kind, Mister Garak.
Garak: Oh, it’s just Garak. Plain, simple—
Bashir and Garak: Garak.

Odo: You can leave your weapons or leave the station. Please choose now.
B'Etor: Who are you?
Odo: The one giving you the choice.

Benjamin Sisko: I suggest you get your priorities straight, Major, because I don’t have any room for divided loyalties in this command.

Benjamin Sisko: In war, both sides commit atrocities.

Odo: It sounds like you’re trying to talk yourself into something. Or out of something.
Kira Nerys: Either way, I have to betray someone.
Odo: The only important thing is not to betray yourself.

Kira Nerys: How can I possibly turn against my own people?
Odo: Are they? Your own people?
Kira Nerys: They’re no different than I used to be.
Odo: Used to be?

Benjamin Sisko: [to Kira] Go over my head again, and I'll have yours on a platter.

Benjamin Sisko: [to Dr. Bashir] I think, Doctor, that you could definitely use a new suit.
Odo: I'll never understand the humanoid need to... couple.
Quark: You've never "coupled"?
Odo: I choose not to. Too many compromises. You want to watch the Karo-Net tournament, she wants to listen to music, so you compromise: you listen to music. You like Earth jazz, she prefers Klingon opera, so you compromise: you listen to Klingon opera. So here you were ready to have a nice night watching the Karo-net match, and you wind up spending an agonizing evening listening to Klingon opera.

Odo: Killing your own clone is still murder.

Odo: Laws change depending on who's making them, but justice is justice.

Benjamin Sisko: [to Odo] If you can't work within the rules, I'll find someone who can.

Jadzia Dax: Just sit comfortably and release your tension into my hands.
Julian Bashir: Your hands—they're cold.
Jadzia Dax: It's a peculiarity of the Trill.
Julian Bashir: Cold hands, warm heart.
Jadzia Dax: Concentrate on the sphere. Clear your mind. This requires focus and clarity of thought.
Julian Bashir: I understand completely. What is that exotic scent you're wearing?
Jadzia Dax: Focus and clarity of thought.

Quark: Everyone wants a piece of the new frontier.
Odo: And I'm sure you've already tried to sell it to a few of them.

Rom: My son cannot learn anything from a female hu-mon teacher.

Benjamin Sisko: I want you to know I don't personally believe that you're responsible for this.
Odo: Really? Now, how can that be true? You don't know me. You have no reason to believe I wouldn't kill Ibudan if it suited my fancy, so don't tell me there isn't some doubt inside of you, some question about whether or not I murdered the man.

Benjamin Sisko: [On Odo] Do not condemn this man because he is different than you are.
Jadzia Dax: I forgot how different it was.
Kira Nerys: How different what was?
Jadzia Dax: Being female. I haven't been one for over eighty years. All this attention...
Kira Nerys: I imagine it must take some getting used to.
Jadzia Dax: Actually, I find it quite enjoyable.

Odo: Unauthorized entry into crew quarters is a crime, Quark. You could have just asked to use the replicators.
Quark: There's an old Ferengi saying: "Never ask when you can take." How did you figure it out?
Odo: You claimed Rom fixed your replicators.
Quark: So?
Odo: Rom's an idiot. He couldn't fix a straw if it was bent.
Quark: You're right, Rom is an idiot. Remind me to get rid of him tomorrow.

[Quark is yelling at an Aphasia victim]
Benjamin Sisko: Well, Quark, I see even you couldn't weasel your way clear of this one.
Quark: You underestimate the Ferengi immune system, Commander. I'm merely here visiting my less-fortunate customers to make sure they're not faking the illness to avoid paying their bills.
Benjamin Sisko: No one could be that devious.
Quark: I am. [To patient]!

Odo: Quark, am I to believe that you're volunteering to help?
Quark: Who said anything about volunteering? We can haggle over price later.
Miles O'Brien: Hey, barkeep!
Quark: Don't call me “barkeep”! I'm not a “barkeep”! I'm your host, the proprietor, a sympathetic ear to the wretched souls that pass through these portals.
Miles O'Brien: And a man that will exploit any vice you may have. Two synthales, barkeep.

[Handing Odo a phaser]
Kira Nerys: You may need this.
Odo: Thanks, major. You know I never use them.

Tosk: Die with honor, O'Brien.
Miles O'Brien: Die with honor, Tosk.
Vash: It's over, Q. I want you out of my life. You are arrogant, you're overbearing, and you think you know everything.
Q: But I do know everything.
Vash: That makes it even worse.

Q: You hit me! Picard never hit me!
Benjamin Sisko: I'm not Picard!
Q: Indeed not. You’re much easier to provoke. How fortunate for me!

Odo: I’ll never understand this obsession with accumulating material wealth. You spend your entire life plotting and scheming to acquire more and more possessions until your living areas are bursting with useless junk. Then you die, your relatives sell everything and start the cycle all over again.

Quark: Remember, bid high and bid often.

Julian Bashir: No sign of disease or malnutrition or parasitic infection.
Vash: You sound disappointed.
Julian Bashir: I am. Now I have no reason to keep you here.
Vash: You're almost making me wish I wasn't feeling well.

Vash: They weren't exactly thrilled to see you on Brax, either. What do they call you there? "The God of Lies"?
Q: They meant it affectionately.

Q: Do I know you?
O'Brien: O'Brien, from the Enterprise.
Q: Enterprise, ah yes! Weren't you one of the little people?

Q: An abysmal place, Earth. A thousand years ago, it had character—Crusades, Spanish Inquisition, Watergate—now, it's just incredibly dull.

Dax [1.8]

Benjamin Sisko: [referring to Dax] He taught me to appreciate life in ways I'd never thought about before. He taught me about art and science and diplomacy. Whatever sense of honor I have today, he nurtured.

Madame Arbiter: [referring to the extradition hearing proceedings] I intend to be here until supper, not senility.
Odo: I have my eye on you, Quark.
Quark: [Jadzia Dax walks by] And I have my eye on you, Jadzia.
Jake Sisko: Dad, I'm fourteen.
Benjamin Sisko: I'm glad we agree on something. Go to bed.

Benjamin Sisko: Major, I gave you a direct order.
Kira Nerys: Court-martial me.
Benjamin Sisko: I can't. You're not in Starfleet.
Jadzia Dax: If I were your superior officer, I'd court-martial both of you.

Chandra: [chanting] Allamaraine, count to four. Allamaraine, then three more. Allamaraine, if you can see, Allamaraine, you'll come with me.
[Rom has returned a lost wallet]
Quark: Have you forgotten the First Rule of Acquisition?
Rom: No, brother.
Quark: Then say it!
Rom: "Once you have their money, you never give it back."

Quark: The Sixth Rule of Acquisition expressly states—
Zek: "Never allow family to stand in the way of opportunity." I certainly never have.
Nog: The 9th Rule of Acquisition clearly states, "Opportunity plus instinct equals profit."
Kira: When I was very small, I remember there was this tree right outside my window. It was the ugliest, most gnarled and battered old tree I'd ever seen. Even the birds stayed away from it.
Mullibok: But you loved it.
Kira: I hated it, because it had grown so huge, its branches blocked out the sun for kelipates, and its roots buried themselves so deep in the soil nothing else could grow there. It was a big, selfish, annoying—
Mullibok: Nasty.
Kira: Nasty! Nasty old tree.
Mullibok: Sounds to me like it had a lot of character.
Kira: [after a pause] A lot.
Odo: Ladies and gentlemen and all androgynous creatures, please stop using your imaginations!

Kira Nerys: Yellow alert? Against our own imaginations?

Julian Bashir: She has a sense of humor, as I've always imagined you do.
Jadzia Dax: I could use one about now.
Odo: Madam, I am not like you! Every sixteen hours, I turn into a liquid!
Lwaxana Troi: I can swim.

Odo: Procreation does not require changing how you smell, or writing bad poetry, or sacrificing various plants to serve as tokens of affection!

[Mrs. Troi has lost a piece of jewelry and is accusing Quark of theft, grabbing his ears]
Quark: Not my ear! Please!
Lwaxana Troi: Yes, I know where it hurts the most, you little troll.

Lwaxana Troi (to Odo): All the men I've known have needed to be shaped and molded and manipulated. Finally I've met a man who knows how to do it himself.

Lwaxana Troi: What are you looking at?.
Odo: Oh, I was just wondering how many volts are in that exposed socket.

[Bashir has been assigned to chaperone a trio of visiting diplomats]
Benjamin Sisko: Cheer up, Doctor. If you do well, it could help your career.
Julian Bashir: Another hour with them could destroy my career!
Benjamin Sisko: It's a simple job—just keep them happy, and away from me.
Julian Bashir: Simple? Nothing makes them happy! They are dedicated to being UN-happy, and to spreading that unhappiness wherever they go! They are the Ambassadors of Unhappy!

Benjamin Sisko: All of us have had these assignments, Doctor.
Julian Bashir: Have you, sir?
Benjamin Sisko: As a matter of fact, Curzon Dax used to take perverse pleasure in assigning me to take care of VIP guests.
Julian Bashir: Ah, and now you take the same perverse pleasure in doing it to me.
Benjamin Sisko: Exactly.

Duet [1.19]

[Bajoran survivors of a Cardassian labor camp have gathered on DS9]
Quark: Who are they?
Odo: Survivors of Gallitep. They arrived here this morning. They've come to see justice done.
Quark: Gallitep... imagine living through that hellhole... the pain... the sorrow... Do you think they like to gamble?

[after being told that his war crimes tribunal is being prepared]
Gul Darhe'el: War crimes? How can there be war crimes when there hasn't been a war? Oh, I can understand your wish that there had been a war. Your need to indulge some pathetic fantasy about brave Bajoran soldiers marching to honorable defeat, but in fact, Major, you and I know there was no war. No glory. Bajor didn't resist. It surrendered.
Kira Nerys: The Bajorans were a peaceful people before you came. We offered no threat to you. We could never understand why you had to be so brutal.
Gul Darhe'el: Well, we can't have that, Major. I want no more secrets between us. Anything you can't understand, I'll explain to you.

Gul Darhe'el: I did what had to be done! My men understood that and that's why they loved me. I would order them to go out and kill Bajoran scum. And they would do it! They'd murder them! And they'd come back covered in blood, but they felt clean. Now why did they feel that way, Major? Because they were clean.

Kira: You're Marritza, aren't you?
Gul Darhe'el: You mistake me for that bug? That whimpering nothing? Ho-ho, you stupid Bajoran girl! Don't you know who I am? I'm your nemesis! I'm your nightmare! I'm the Butcher of Gallitep!
Kira: The Butcher of Gallitep died six years ago. You're Aamin Marritza, his filing clerk.
Gul Darhe'el: That's not true, I am alive! I will always be alive! It's Marritza who's dead! Marritza, who was good for nothing but cowering under his bunk and weeping like a woman! Who would, every night, cover his ears, because he couldn't bear to hear the screaming for mercy of the Bajorans…
[He breaks down and sinks onto his bunk, sobbing uncontrollably.]
Aamin Marritza: I covered my ears every night. But I couldn't bear to hear those horrible screams. You have no idea what it's like to be a coward. To see these horrors… and do nothing. Marritza's dead. He deserves to be dead.[With a look of tragic sympathy, Kira deactivates his cell] What are you doing?
Kira: I'm letting you go.
Aamin Marritza: Security! Get in here! [Kira enters his cell and he backs away from her into a corner]
Kira: You didn't commit those crimes, and you couldn't stop them. You were only one man.
Aamin Marritza: No, no, don't you see? I have to be punished, we all have to be punished! Major, you have to go out there and tell them I'm Gul Dar'heel! It's the only way!
Kira: Why are you doing this?
Aamin Marritza: For Cardassia! Cardassia will only survive if it stands in front of Bajor and admits the truth! My trial will force Cardassia to acknowledge its guilt. And we're guilty, all of us! My death is necessary!
Kira: What you're asking for is another murder. Enough good people have already died. I won't help kill another.

[Aamin Marritza has just been stabbed by Kainon on the promenade]
Kira: [holding the rapidly dying Marritza] Why!?! He wasn't Darhe'el!
Kainon: He was Cardassian! That's reason enough!
Kira: No. No, it's not.
Kira Nerys: But she's teaching a fundamentally different philosophy—
Keiko O'Brien: I'm not teaching any "philosophy." What I'm trying to teach is pure science.
Kira Nerys: Some might say pure science taught without a spiritual context is a philosophy, Mrs O'Brien.

Odo: What do you know about the murder of Ensign Aquino?
Quark: You wound me. All these years together, I thought you knew me. Odo, I am not a killer!
Odo: No, but most of your friends are.
Quark: True, and I would gladly sell one of them to you if I could. But unfortunately, none of them have taken credit for the death of the Starfleet officer.

Odo: Keep your ears open.
Quark: Are you kidding? That's the Seventh Rule of Acquisition.

Winn: You live without a soul, Commander. You and your Federation exist in a universe of darkness and you would drag us in there with you. But we will not go.
Sisko: You have just made your first mistake, Vedek.
Winn: Have I?
Sisko: The Bajorans who have lived with us on this station, who have worked with us for months, who helped us move this station to protect the wormhole, who joined us to explore the Gamma Quadrant, who have begun to build the future of Bajor with us—these people know that we are neither the enemy nor the devil. We don't always agree. We have some damn good fights, in fact. But we always come away from them with a little better understanding and appreciation of the other. You won't succeed here. The school will reopen. And when your rhetoric gets old, the Bajoran parents will bring their children back.

Kira: Commander, I heard what you said to Vedek Winn at the school. I just wanted you to know you were right what you said about the Bajorans, at least about me. I don't think you're the devil.
Sisko: Maybe we have made some progress after all.

Season 2

Quark: Must I remind you of the 76th Rule of Acquisition?
Rom: Uh, 76th...
Quark: “Every once in a while, declare peace. It confuses the hell out of your enemies.”
[after Quark informs Odo that The Circle is being supplied with weapons from the Kressari and Odo tells him to get more information]
Odo: Quark, I hate to do this, but I guess I'll have to—
Quark: That's not fair!
Odo: I haven't done anything yet.
Quark: Whatever you're going to do, it's not fair.
Odo: You're a deputy.
Quark: It's not— What?!
Odo: You're a deputy. I want you to find out where the weapons are going on Bajor. Meanwhile, I'm going to find out exactly where they're coming from.
Quark: You and me, a team?
Odo: That's right.
[Quark bellows his head off with laughter, then sobers and hastily turns to leave.]
Quark: Goodbye.
Odo: Either that, or I'm putting you in a cell.
Quark: That's not fair. On what charge?
Odo: Impeding an investigation. Unless you want to reveal the identities of the people you've been talking to.
Quark: You know I can't do that.
Odo: It's your choice. You're a deputy or you're a prisoner.
Quark: [with fake enthusiasm] I'm a deputy.
[Quark is pushing a heavy chest down the access tunnel]
Julian Bashir: Quark, leave it!
Quark: I can't leave it—it's all that I have. My personal mementos, my family album—
Julian Bashir: It's full of gold-pressed latinum, and you know it.
Quark: Who told you?
Julian Bashir: Your mother did, the day you were born.
[Quark shoves the chest aside and speed-crawls down the tunnel until he's nose-to-nose with Bashir]
Quark: NEVER MAKE FUN OF A FERENGI'S MOTHER. Rule of Acquisition Number 31!
[N.B. In the published companion book, the complete rule is, "Never make fun of a Ferengi's mother. Insult something he cares about instead."]

Jadzia Dax: Without navigational sensors—
Kira Nerys: We'll have to fly by the seat of our pants.
Jadzia Dax: Great! Seat-of-pants technology.
Kira Nerys: You Starfleet types are too dependent on gadgets and gizmos. You lose your natural instincts for survival.
Jadzia Dax: My natural instincts for survival told me not to climb aboard this thing. I'd say they're functioning pretty well.

Odo: That's a very personal question.
Dax: I'm sorry, but after seven lifetimes, impersonal questions aren't much fun anymore.

Jadzia Dax: [scared by a crawling animal] Oh! Whoa! What's that?! Is that a spider or a dog?
Kira Nerys: Palucko. The Bajoran moons are full of them.
Jadzia Dax: Oh. I suppose you used to make them your pets, and sing songs about them ‘round the campfire.
Kira Nerys: No. We used to eat 'em.

Jadzia Dax: I've been a mother three times and a father twice.
Benjamin Sisko: Which was easier?
Jadzia Dax: Actually, I wasn't very successful either way.

General Krim:I'm returning to the surface immediately to consult with the Ministers. I expect I will be asked to resign. Commander, since the provisional government has prevailed, I believe it is appropriate to return the command of this station to Starfleet. Well fought, sir."

- Krim, to Benjamin Sisko and Li Nalas

[Sisko is blocking Verad Dax's escape]

Verad Dax: Don't be ridiculous, you're not going to shoot me.
Commander Benjamin Sisko: What makes you so sure?
Verad Dax: This is Dax you're talking to, Benjamin. We both know that if you shoot me, even on stun, you risk killing the symbiont.
Commander Benjamin Sisko: If I let you go, Jadzia dies.
Verad Dax: But Dax will live. What's one girl's life compared to eight lifetimes of knowledge and experience? [smirks] You're not going to shoot me. You know that, and so do I. Goodbye, Benjamin. [he walks past Sisko into the shuttle]
Commander Benjamin Sisko: Verad! [Verad turns around as Sisko raises his phaser] Don't call me Benjamin! [Sisko shoots Verad]
Elim Garak: I believe in coincidences. Coincidences happen every day. But I don't trust coincidences.
Quark: “A deal is a deal!” Rule of Acquisition Number 16.
[N.B. In the published companion book, the complete rule is, "A deal is a deal is a deal... until a better one comes along."]

Klingon Restaurant Owner: I like a customer who knows what she wants.

Julian Bashir: Out here in space, no one is completely independent. We all depend on one another.
Melora: Well, you can depend on me.
Julian Bashir: And you've proven that. So what is it going to take for the rest of us to prove to you that you can depend on us?
Quark: Never place friendship above profit.
Pell: 21st Rule of Acquisition.
Quark: I'm glad you agree.

Pell: But the 22nd Rule of Acquisition says, "A wise man can hear profit in the wind."

Pell: I wanted to learn from the very best.
Quark: Uh-huh. Which brings to mind the 33rd Rule of Acquisition...
Pell/Quark: "It never hurts to suck up to the boss!"

Pell: Just remember one thing—the bigger the smile, the sharper the knife.
Quark: 48th Rule of Acquisition.

Quark: I think I agree with the 59th Rule of Acquisition: "Free advice is seldom cheap."

Pell: The riskier the road, the greater the profit.
Quark: 62nd Rule.
Pell: That's right!

Pell: But you know what 103rd Rule of Acquisition says!
Quark: Not offhand.
Pell: "Sleep can interfere with..."
Quark: And I don't care either!
Rom: He's dying, isn't he? He's dying! What am I gonna do if my brother dies?
Odo: Do? Oh, you'll have a lot to do once this place is yours.
Rom: But if my brother dies— Mine?
Odo: "Wives serve, brothers inherit." Rule of Acquisition 139, if I'm not mistaken.
Rom: (brightening) I hadn't thought of that.
Odo: Didn't you? I had. In fact, it gives someone a strong motive for murder.
Rom: Well, yes, I've heard of one or two cases where— Wait a minute! You're not suggesting that I—
Odo: I've had my eye on you for a long time, Rom. You're not as stupid as you look.
Rom: I am, too!
Quark: The 47th Rule of Acquisition says, "Don't trust a man wearing a better suit than your own."

Martus Mazur: You're enjoying this, aren't you?
Quark: Taken in by one of your own victims, and no one to turn to but me? Ha-ha-ha! I can't remember when I've been so entertained.

Martus Mazur: I still have my dignity.
Quark: "Dignity and an empty sack is worth the sack." Rule of Acquisition Number 109.

Dr. Mora Pol: You are truly a remarkable life-form, Odo.

(Bashir and O'Brien are presumed dead. Dax and Kira are lifting a glass to them in Quark's, and Quark wants to add his own tribute.)
Quark: They were good customers.
Kira: What?! That's it?!
Quark: At times like this, I'm reminded of the 57th Rule of Acquisition: "Good customers are as rare as latinum. Treasure them."
Quark: 194: “It's always good business to know about new customers before they walk in your door.”

[O'Brien is getting a physical]
Julian Bashir: Well, your sense of humour seems normal enough.
Miles O'Brien: I don't have a sense of humour.
Julian Bashir: Cough. [O'Brien coughs] How's the sex life?
Miles O'Brien: I don't have a sense of humour.

[O'Brien gets a cup of coffee from the replicator]
Miles O'Brien: You're drinking too much of this stuff, O'Brien—
Miles O'Brien: I need to stay alert, O'Brien.
Quark: Rule of Acquisition 112: “Never have sex with the boss' sister.”
Julian Bashir: If you're not a spy, maybe you're an outcast.
Elim Garak: Or maybe I'm an outcast spy.
Julian Bashir: How can you be both?
Elim Garak: I never said I was either.
[Odo discovers an aged Klingon entered his office undetected while his back was turned]
Odo: How did you get in here?
Koloth: I am Koloth.
Odo: That doesn't answer my question.
Koloth: Yes, it does.

Kira Nerys: Jadzia, your questions about my experience with killing— If you're wondering what it's like— When you take someone else's life, you lose a part of your own as well.

Jadzia Dax: Kang and Koloth don't want me to come with you.
Kor: Well, Kang thinks too much. Koloth doesn't feel enough.
Dax: And where do you stand?
Kor: [distracted] Huh? Hmm? Oh, of course you should come. The splendor of fighting and killing, a blood bath in the cause of vengeance. Who wouldn't want to come?

Kor: The only weight I carry now, dear comrade, is... is my own bulbous body. I was once, if you remember, far less than you see... and far more than I've become. I'm sorry.

Dax: What is this preoccupation you have with dying? I think living is much more attractive.

[outside the Albino's compound]
Kor: How do we even know if he's inside?
Dax: Good question.
Koloth: (gets up) Wait here.
Kor: Where are you going?
Koloth: I'm going to find out if he's inside.
Kor: And how do you intend to do that?
Koloth: I'll ask somebody!

Kang I was right after all, Dax. It is a good day to die. (dies)
Jadzia Dax: It's never a good day to lose a friend.
Quark: Never begin a negotiation on an empty stomach.

Gul Dukat: Now do you see, Commander? That without any help from either of us, they have managed to start their own little war out here.

Gul Dukat: A good interrogator doesn't allow his subject to die; you lose the advantage.
Quark: It all comes down to the Third Rule of Acquisition. You don't know that one, do you?
Sakonna: I am not well-versed in Ferengi philosophy.
Quark: Remind me to give you a copy of the Rules; you'll never know when they'll come in handy. Now, the Third Rule clearly states, "Never spend more for an acquisition than you have to."
Sakonna: Logical. But I fail to see how that applies to my situation.
Quark: You want to acquire peace. Fine, peace is good. But how much are you willing to pay for it?
Sakonna: Whatever it costs.
Quark: That's the kind of irresponsible spending that causes so many business ventures to fail. You're forgetting the Third Rule! Right now, peace could be bought at a bargain price, and you don't even realize it.
Sakonna: ...I find this very confusing.
Quark: [sighs] Then I'll make it so simple that even a Vulcan can understand: the Central Command has been caught red-handed smuggling weapons to their settlers. So every ship that approaches the de-militarized zone will be searched. Without the support of the Central Command, the Cardassian settlers won't be so eager to fight.
Sakonna: You forget the weapons they already have.
Quark: They have weapons, you have weapons, everyone has weapons. But right now, no one has a clear advantage! So the price of peace is at an all-time low. This is the perfect time to sit down and hammer out an agreement. Don't you get it? Attacking the Cardassians now will only escalate the conflict, and make peace more expensive in the long run. Now, I ask you... is that logical?

Benjamin Sisko: Do you know what the trouble is?
Kira Nerys: No.
Benjamin Sisko: The trouble is Earth.
Kira Nerys: Really?
Benjamin Sisko: On Earth, there is no poverty, no crime, no war. You look out the window of Starfleet Headquarters and you see paradise. Well, it's easy to be a saint in paradise, but the Maquis do not live in paradise. Out there, in the demilitarized zone, all the problems haven't been solved yet. Out there, there are no saints. Just people. Angry, scared, determined people who are going to do whatever it takes to survive, whether it meets with the Federation approval or not.

Elim Garak: I am no more a spy than you are...
Julian Bashir: ...a doctor.

Julian Bashir: Still the man of mystery.
Elim Garak: Oh, you wouldn't have me any other way.

Julian Bashir: Well, in my medical opinion, it's sick.

Julian Bashir: (to Jadzia Dax) I'm a doctor, not a botanist!

Elim Garak: Doctor, has anyone ever told you that you are an infuriating pest?
Julian Bashir: Chief O'Brien—all the time, and I never pay any attention to him either!

Julian Bashir: And so they exiled you.
Elim Garak: That's right! And left me to live out my days with nothing to look forward to but having lunch with you.
Julian Bashir: I'm sorry you feel that way. I thought you enjoyed my company.
Elim Garak: Oh, I did! And that's the worst part. I can't believe that I actually enjoyed eating mediocre food and staring into your smug sanctimonious face.

Bashir: Try not to yell at any more admirals for a while.
Sisko: I wasn't yelling. I was expressing my opinion loudly.

Quark:"How'd you like to earn a little extra latinum? Maybe enough to buy yourself a promotion?"
Boheeka:"You have my undivided attention.""Quark, you idiot!"
Quark:"Is something wrong?"
Boheeka:"Is something wrong?! I'm ruined! My career is over!"

Julian Bashir: That Cardassian Quark was talking to, Boheeka. I suppose he really did have a reason to fear the Obsidian Order."
Enabran Tain,:Everyone has reason to fear the Order.

Julian Bashir: What I want to know is: out of all the stories you told me, which ones were true and which ones weren't?
Elim Garak: My dear doctor...they're all true.
Julian Bashir: Even the lies?
Elim Garak: Especially the lies.
Kira Nerys: I'm Kira Nerys.
Intendant: That makes two of us.

Sisko: We've got ships from here to New Bajor looking for the two of you. Where have you been?
Kira: Through the looking glass, Commander.
Quark: 285: “No good deed ever goes unpunished.”
Keiko O'Brien: Didn't you bring the holocam?
Miles O'Brien: Was I supposed to?
Keiko O'Brien: You said you were going to.
Miles O'Brien: Did I?
Keiko O'Brien: Last night, when we were going over the list in bed.
Miles O'Brien: Not me. I was dead as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Keiko O'Brien: You talked to me for a half hour.
Miles O'Brien: No, there must have been someone else in bed with us.

Miles O'Brien: I've been told that I've already been charged, indicted, convicted, and sentenced. What would I need with a lawyer?
Kovat: Ah, Mister O'Brien, if it seems immodest of me, I apologize, but the role of Public Conservator is key to the productive functioning of our courts. I'm here to help you concede the wisdom of the state, to prepare you to accept the inevitable with equanimity. There is an old Cardassian expression: “Confession is good for the soul.” But it's also good for the populace to see people like you confess. It makes them feel better about themselves. It makes their lives more bearable.
Miles O'Brien: So that's what this is all about? Make the people of Cardassia feel better, huh?
Kovat: No, no, no, but that's not a bad side effect.

Miles O'Brien: Have you ever won a case?
Kovat: Winning isn't everything.

Miles O'Brien: You don't know me very well, Constable, but I've been in service to the Federation—Starfleet—all my adult life. No one has ever questioned my loyalty. No one in my entire life has ever had cause to ask, “Miles O'Brien, are you a criminal?” I took an oath to defend the Federation and what it stands for. I don't steal from them. I don't lie to them. I'm no angel, but I try to live every day as the best human being I know how to be. I need my little girl to wake up in the morning and look up at me and see a man she can respect. Until now, she always could.
Odo: Being accused of a crime is not a disgrace, Chief. Some of the great figures of history have shared the honor with you.
Miles O'Brien: I didn't figure on dying a martyr.
Odo: Not all of them were martyrs; not all of them died. Some of them were just innocent men, like you.

Kovat: What? What happened?
Odo: You won.
Kovat: I won?... They'll kill me.
Quark: 102: “Nature decays, but latinum lasts forever.”

Quark: I think I figured out why humans don't like Ferengi.
Benjamin Sisko: Not now, Quark.
Quark: The way I see it, humans used to be a lot like Ferengi: greedy, acquisitive, interested only in profit. We're a constant reminder of a part of your past you'd like to forget.
Benjamin Sisko: Quark, we don't have time for this.
Quark: You're overlooking something. Humans used to be a lot worse than Ferengi: slavery, concentration camps, interstellar war. We have nothing in our past that approaches that kind of barbarism. You see? We're nothing like you: we're better.

[Sisko and Quark have been captured by the Jem'Hadar]
Third Talak'talan: A Ferengi and a human. I was hoping the first race I'd meet from the other side of the anomaly would be the Klingons.
Benjamin Sisko: I'm sorry to disappoint you.
Third Talak'talan: It's too late for apologies. The Dominion will no longer stand by and allow ships from your side to violate our territory.

Season 3

T'Rul: I'm not here to make friends!

Founder: Welcome home, Odo.
Julian Bashir: Well, I guess this means the end of our Starfleet careers.
Garak: Well, I wouldn't worry about that, Doctor.
Jadzia Dax: That's easy for you to say.
Garak: Oh, you misunderstand me, Lieutenant. All I meant was, it's a little foolish to worry about your careers at a time like this, when there's a good chance we're all about to be killed.

Garak: Didn't anyone tell you? You see, I pretend to be their friend...then I shoot you.
Quark: Rule of Acquisition Number Two-eighty-six: “When Morn leaves, it's all over.”
Rom: There is no such rule!
Quark: There should be.

Grilka: I really am very grateful for all you have done, Quark. That is why I'm going to let you take your hand off my thigh instead of shattering every bone in your body.

Quark: I am Quark, son of Keldar. And I have come to answer the challenge of D'Ghor, son of... (pause) whoever.

[as D'Ghor raises his bat'leth, Quark drops his on the floor]
Quark: Having me fight D'Ghor is nothing more than an execution. Well, if that's what you want, then that's what you'll get, an execution. No glory. No honor. [he kneels] And when you one day tell your children how you came to power and took Grilka's house from her, I hope you remember to tell them how you "heroically" killed an unarmed Ferengi, half your size.
D'Ghor: Whatever you say, Ferengi!
[He raises the bat'leth to swing at Quark, but Gowron seizes his arm.]
Gowron: D'Ghor, what are you doing?! I didn't want to believe the things he said about you yesterday... but if you can stand here and murder this pathetic little man, then you have no honor. (takes the Bat'leth from him and tosses it to the ground) You have no place in this hall.

Gowron: A brave Ferengi. Who would have thought it possible?

Grilka: You have given me back my house and my family name. How can I repay you?
Quark: I would like a divorce, please. No offense!
Grilka: None taken. I can give it to you right away...
(Grilka backhands Quark, shouts a Klingon insult, and spits at him)
Grilka: (smug) You're a free man.

Rom: Brother, I haven't told you: when you stood in the Great Hall, in front of D'Ghor, you were magnificent!
Quark: [shrugs] I was lucky, that's all. If it didn't work, I didn't have another card to play. Business is dropping off again.
Rom: Money isn't everything.
Quark: If Father were alive, he'd wash your mouth out with galcor!
Rom: You can't buy respect, brother. And that's what you have now—respect! That's what you wanted, isn't it?
Quark: Respect is good... but latinum's better.
Jadzia Dax: If you want to know who you are, it's important to know who you've been.
Garak: You can't be serious! Commander, if I were allowed on Cardassia, do you really think I'd be living here?
Sisko: Which brings up an interesting point. There're certain ministers in the Bajoran government who are concerned about your presence on the station; in fact, they want you removed. Right now, I see no alternative but to honor their request, unless of course... I can show them how you might be valuable to us.
Odo: Rescuing Kira would go a long way toward improving your standing with the Bajoran government.
Garak: Why should I care what the Bajoran government thinks of me?
Sisko: I don't know. But it seems to me, if someone were in trouble with the Cardassian Central Command, a Bajoran space station under Federation control might just be the safest place in the galaxy.
Garak: Commander, this is extortion.
Sisko: Hmm...yes, it is.
Quark: 75: “Home is where the heart is, but the stars are made of latinum.” "You're telling me I'm stuck here with you?"
Odo:"No… I'm stuck here with you. Believe me, a far worse fate."
Quark:"I should've listened to my father. He always warned me this was going to happen."
Odo:"What, that you'd spend your final hours in jail? I could've told you that.""Quark, I've met a lot of Ferengis in my time, and the truth is, while some of them have been more wealthy, I've never met one more devious."
Odo:"Would I lie?"
Quark:"I guess not. Thank you, Odo. That means a lot to me. Now, can I have the phaser back?"
Quark:"Why go to so much trouble to keep people out of the security office?"
Odo:"It's not to keep people out, it's to keep me in. I suppose, during the Occupation, the Cardassians considered their security chief a security risk."
Quark:"And I know why."
Odo:"Oh, do you?"
Quark:"It's because they knew you were an honorable man. The kind of person who would do the right thing regardless of the circumstances. And now your integrity… is going to get us both killed. I hope you're happy."

[Dukat has accidentally activated an old recording left by his former commanding officer]
Legate Kell: Dukat! If you are seeing this recording, it means you tried to abandon your post while the station's self-destruct sequence was engaged. That will not be permitted.
Dukat: (flustered) This is outrageous!
Legate Kell: You have lost control of Terok Nor, disgracing yourself and Cardassia. Your attempt to escape is no doubt a final act of cowardice. All fail-safes have been eliminated. Your personal access codes have been rescinded. The destruct sequence can no longer be halted. All you can do now is contemplate the depth of your disgrace... and try to die like a Cardassian.
Gul Dukat: ...but someone has to pay for what's happened here, and I don't want that someone to be me.

Thomas Riker: [saying the same thing William T. Riker will say about the Defiant in Star Trek: First Contact] Tough little ship.

Gul Dukat: Today is his eleventh birthday. I'd promised to take him to the amusement center in Lakarian City. He always wanted to go but I never have the time. I told him, this year will be different this year, Mekor. This year I will make the time.
Benjamin Sisko: I've had the same experience with Jake. At that age they never understand, do they? You just hope that one day they'll look back and say, “Now I understand, now I know why he did that.”
Gul Dukat: When my son looks back on this day, the only thing he'll remember is that a Federation officer on a Federation ship invaded his home and kept his father away from him on his eleventh birthday. And he won't look back with understanding, he'll look back with hatred. And that's sad.
Jadzia Dax: [after punching out Bareil] Sorry, Benjamin. He was just beginning to annoy me.

Jake Sisko: Dad, you promised Nerys would be here!
Benjamin Sisko: She will be. And stop calling her “Nerys”.

Lwaxana Troi: Zanthi Fever?!? Oh, that— that's ridicu- that's impossible. That only affects older Betazoids.
Julian Bashir: Well, that may be, but according to my tests, you show all the symptoms. Zanthi Fever is a virus which affects the empathic abilities of um... mature Betazoids. It causes them to project their emotions onto others.
Benjamin Sisko: Then Mrs. Troi's amorous feelings for— [knowing smile] someone on the station were being passed along to the people around her.
Julian Bashir: Not everyone, only those within close proximity to her when she had an attack; and even then, there would have had to have been some pre-existing latent attraction.
Benjamin Sisko: [concerned] You're saying Dax—
Julian Bashir: Only on a subconscious level. Best not think about it too much, if you ask me.
Lwaxana Troi: I'm terribly sorry, Commander. I hope I haven't caused too much trouble.
Benjamin Sisko: I'm sure no permanent harm was done. Right, Doctor?
Julian Bashir: A simple wide-spectrum anti-viral agent should cure Mrs. Troi, and as for everyone else, well, they'll be back to normal in a day or two. Excuse me. [to Sisko] I promised Nerys that I'd meet her in her quarters this evening.
Benjamin Sisko: [stopping him] I think you ought to postpone that visit... for a day or two.
Julian Bashir: [disappointed sigh]

[Infatuated with Keiko]
Quark: My ears tingle at the sight of you.

Julian Bashir: Nervous, Chief?
Miles O'Brien: What are you talking about?
Julian Bashir: That's your fifth cup of coffee in twenty minutes.
Miles O'Brien: I didn't realize you were keeping track.
Julian Bashir: Oh, nervous and irascible.
Miles O'Brien: If you hadn't seen your wife and child for two months, you'd be irascible too.
Julian Bashir: Well, believe me, I'm looking forward to Keiko and Molly's visit as much as you are.
Miles O'Brien: Ha, I doubt that.
Julian Bashir: How many games of raquetball have we played in the last two months?
Miles O'Brien: I don't know. Fifteen, maybe twenty.
Julian Bashir: Try seventy. I've been keeping track of that, too, and do you know what all those games have proved to me? That I'm a poor substitute for your wife.
Miles O'Brien: I could have told you that sixty games ago.

Kira Nerys: Now, Jake, what can I do for you?
Jake Sisko: I need some advice. See, there's this older woman and I think we're perfect for each other.
Kira Nerys: Ah, and she doesn't.
Jake Sisko: I don't know what she thinks.
Kira Nerys: Well, Jake, my advice to you is to tell Marda how you feel. That way you'll know...
Jake Sisko: Marda and I broke up.
Kira Nerys: You broke up? Well then, who?
Jake Sisko: You.
Kira Nerys: ...Me?
Jake Sisko: I love you, Nerys. Wanna go out with me?

Quark: You humans, you never learn. You let your women go out in public, hold jobs, wear clothing, and you wonder why your marriages fall apart.
Julian Bashir: Causing people to suffer because you hate them is terrible, but causing people to suffer because you have forgotten how to care— That’s really hard to understand.

Quark: You can't free a fish from water.
Biddle Coleridge: Why are they so surprised? When you treat people like animals, you're gonna get bit.

Biddle Coleridge: You really gonna shoot me, Bell? I don't think so.
Benjamin Sisko: Think again.
Biddle Coleridge: I thought we were on the same side here!
Benjamin Sisko: We are—but you get on my nerves, and I don't like your hat. Now put the gun down.

Doctor Bashir: There is one thing I don't understand; how could they have let things get so bad?
Benjamin Sisko: That's a good question, Doctor. I wish I had an answer.

Doctor Bashir: It's not your fault the way things are.
Lee: Everybody tells themselves that. And nothing ever changes.
[Kai Winn is trying to compel Dr. Bashir to treat Vedek Bareil in a way that will endanger his health]
Dr. Julian Bashir: Listen to me. I don't care about your negotiations, and I don't care about your treaty. All I care about is my patient, and at the moment he needs more medical care and less politics. Now, you can either leave here willingly or I'll call security and have you thrown out.
Major Kira Nerys: You won't need to call them. I'll do it myself.

Kai Winn: How is Bareil?
Dr. Julian Bashir: The organ replacement surgery went well. He's still unconscious, but he should be awake within the hour.
Kai Winn: Oh, good. There are still several points I have to discuss with him before the next negotiating session.
Dr. Julian Bashir: That's why I'm here. When you see Bareil, I want you to tell him that you don't need him, that you can complete these negotiations without him.
Kai Winn: But I do need him, Doctor.
Dr. Julian Bashir: I realise that. But I want you to tell him that you don't.
Kai Winn: You seem to be asking me to lie.
Dr. Julian Bashir: I'm asking you to free Bareil of his obligations to you. The only way he'll accept that is if you tell him he's no longer needed, that you can go on without him. Now, if that's a lie, then so be it.
Kai Winn: That doesn't sound like a Starfleet officer.
Dr. Julian Bashir: I'm a doctor first. And right now, I'm trying to give my patient his best chance to live. The only way to do that is to put him in stasis. Bareil knows that, but his desire to complete these negotiations is so strong that he's forcing me to keep him conscious and mentally alert, even though it may kill him.
Kai Winn: None of us wants that to happen, Doctor. But if I'm not mistaken, the decision regarding Bareil's treatment is up to him.
Dr. Julian Bashir: Yes. As the patient, it is his right to make that choice. But I'm asking you to help me change his mind. Eminence, you're the Kai. These are your negotiations. Let this be your moment in history. Finish the talks on your own and you won't have to share the credit with anyone.
Kai Winn: You say that as though success is guaranteed, Doctor.
Dr. Julian Bashir: Of course. If the talks fail, you'll need someone to accept the blame. A scapegoat. [disgusted] You're a coward. You're afraid to stand alone.
Kai Winn: Bareil's already made his decision, Doctor. I won't interfere. And Doctor? [in a threatening tone] I won't forget what you've said here.
Dr. Julian Bashir: [coldly] Neither will I.

[Bareil has been declared brain-dead]
Kira Nerys: [fighting back tears] Julian, you can't give up now. You have to keep going.
Dr. Julian Bashir: [sadly] Nerys, if I remove the rest of his brain and replace it with a machine, he may look like Bareil, he may even talk like Bareil, but he won't be Bareil. The spark of life will be gone. He'll be dead. And I'll be the one who killed him.
Kira Nerys: [sobbing] But if we do nothing, he'll die!
Dr. Julian Bashir: That's right, he will. But he'll die like a man, not a machine. Please, don't make me fight you on this one. Just let him go.
Kira: You're right. The next time we are asked out to dinner, I'll make sure you're the one who says, "No".
Odo: I'd appreciate that.

[Nog has been asking Sisko for a letter of recommendation to join Starfleet Academy; Sisko has refused, thinking it's some kind of scam]
Sisko: I'm not going to put my reputation on the line just to satisfy some whim of yours.
Nog: It's not just a whim. I'm serious about joining Starfleet.
Sisko:: I don't have time for this, Nog. Now whatever little scheme you had, you can forget it. I'm not giving you that letter.
Nog: [angered] It's not a joke or a scheme! I want to join Starfleet. I want it more than anything I've ever wanted anything in my life!
Sisko: You're a Ferengi. Why would you want to be in Starfleet? Where's the profit in it?
Nog: I don't care about profit!
Sisko: Then what do you care about!? [Sisko takes Nog's shoulders and shakes him] Come on, Nog, tell me! Why is it so damned important for you to get into Starfleet? Why are you doing this?
Nog: [voice breaking] Because I don't want to end up like my father! [shocked, Sisko releases him]
Sisko: Your father?
Nog: That's right. My father. He's been chasing profit his whole life, and what has it gotten him? Nothing. And you know why? Because he doesn't have the lobes...and neither do I.
Sisko: [quoting] "And a Ferengi without profit..."
Nog: …"is no Ferengi at all."
Sisko: The eighteenth Rule of Acquisition.
Nog: My father is a mechanical genius. He could've been Chief Engineer of a starship if he'd had the opportunity. But he went into business, like a good Ferengi. The only thing is, he's not a good Ferengi, not when it comes to acquiring profit. So now all he has to live for is the slim chance that someday, somehow, he might be able to take over my uncle's bar. Well, I'm not going to make the same mistake. I want to do something with my life. Something worthwhile.
Sisko: Like joining Starfleet.
Nog: I may not have an instinct for business, but I have my father's hands and my uncle's tenacity. I know I've got something to offer, I just need the chance to prove it.
Sisko: All right. I'll see that you get that chance.
Nog: [overjoyed] You're going to recommend me to Starfleet Academy?
Sisko: I'll send the letter the first thing tomorrow morning.
Nog: Commander, I don't know how to thank you! [he tries to embrace Sisko, only for Sisko to hold him at arm's length]
Sisko: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't thank me yet. You still have a lot of work ahead of you.
Nog: Don't worry. You're never going to regret this. [he offers his hand and Sisko shakes it]

Female Changeling: [to Odo, regarding Major Kira] She is never going to love you. How could she? You are a Changeling.
Jadzia Dax: And as the 34th Rule of Acquisition states: "Peace is good for business."
Quark: That's the 35th Rule.
Jadzia Dax: Oh, you're right. What's the 34th?
Quark: "War is good for business." It's easy to get them confused.
Quark: Greed is eternal.

Quark: (holding the Grand Nagus' new book) You rewrote the Rules of Acquisition?

Quark: Read me the first word of every rule.
Rom: (flipping through the pages) "If" "never" "keep" "profit" "a" "good" "smile" "honesty"...
Quark: Aha! (standing up, he stares at the ceiling as if he'd just realized a hidden message) “If never keep profit, a good smile... honesty!”
Rom: What does it mean, brother?
Quark: It means... absolutely... nothing.

Quark: You embezzled money from the Nagus?
Rom: Surprise!
Quark: Father would be proud!
O'Brien: Quark?
Quark: Yes?
O'Brien: Dabo.
Quark: Dabo? Huh?
(beat, then the sound of a Dabo table paying out)
Bar Patrons: Dabo!
Quark: O'Brien! Wait!
Julian Bashir: And you, Chief, you represent my uncertainty and my doubt.
Miles O'Brien: No I don't!

Elim Garak: To think—after all this time, all our lunches together—you still don't trust me. There's hope for you yet, doctor.
[after Bashir tells the story of The Boy Who Cried Wolf]
Julian Bashir: The point is, if you lie all the time, nobody's going to believe you even when you're telling the truth.
Elim Garak: Are you sure that's the point, Doctor?
Julian Bashir: Of course. What else could it be?
Elim Garak: That you should never tell the same lie twice.

Elim Garak: The truth is usually just an excuse for the lack of imagination.

Bashir: Is there anything you need me to do while you're gone?
Garak: Like what?
Bashir: I don't know— Any unfinished business?
Garak: Actually, Doctor, there is something. If you go into my quarters and examine the bulkhead next to the replicator, you'll notice there’s a false panel. Behind that panel is a compartment containing an isolinear rod. If I'm not back within 78 hours, I want you to take that rod and eat it.
Bashir: Eat it?!
Garak: Um-hum.
Bashir: You're joking.
Garak: Yes, Doctor, I am.
Bashir: Very. Funny.
Garak: I thought so! But the answer to your question, Doctor, is, “No. There is nothing you can do for me while I'm away.”
Enabran Tain: Do you remember getting that confession out of Dr. Parmak?
Elim Garak: I never even touched him.
Enabran Tain: That was the beauty of it. You just sat there for—what, three hours?
Elim Garak: Four!
Enabran Tain: And after four hours of watching you stare at him, he confessed.
Elim Garak: I was good, wasn't I?
Enabran Tain: You were brilliant. Afterwards, he just kept saying, "His eyes... his eyes."

Colonel Lovok: The fleet has re-cloaked and is heading to our destination at Warp six.
Elim Garak: Warp six? That's a little slow, isn't it?

[the Jem'Hadar is firing on their ship]
Enabran Tain: How could this be? What could have happened?
Elim Garak: I'm afraid the fault, dear Tain, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.
Enabran Tain: What?
Elim Garak: Something I learned from Doctor Bashir.

Chief Miles O'Brien: My mother always said, 'If you try to combine talking and eating, you'll end up doing neither very well.'

Elim Garak: (to Odo) Tell me something, Odo! Lie if you have to, but say it, now, please!

Lovok Changeling: The Tal Shiar and the Obsidian Order are both ruthless, efficient organizations—a definite threat to us.
Odo: But not after today?
Lovok Changeling: No, after today the only threat remaining to us from the Alpha Quadrant are the Klingons and the Federation. And I doubt either of them will be a threat for much longer.

[Sisko tells of the Cardassian/Romulan fleet being wiped out by the Jem'Hadar]
Admiral Toddman: Sounds like Wolf 359 all over again.

Elim Garak: Do you know what the sad part is, Odo? I'm a very good tailor.
Rom: (having finally had enough of Quark and their mother arguing) That's enough bickering! You're both acting like children! I will not stand by and let this family fall apart! Quark, you should be ashamed of yourself! I've seen you treat Cardassians with more respect than you show your own mother! And Moogie, if Quark can uncover your hidden investments, eventually the FCA will too! And then all that profit will be lost! Think about that for a moment! Now, neither of you is going to leave this room until you've settled things! Is that clear? AND NO SHOUTING! (Beat) I'm going to take a nap. (leaves)
Kira Nerys: I have been lied to by Kai Winn for the last time. She wants a fight? I'll give her one.
Kira Nerys: Well, now that you have another pip on your collar, does that mean I can't disagree with you anymore?
Benjamin Sisko: No. It just means I'm never wrong.

Michael Eddington: People don't enter Starfleet to become commanders, or admirals for that matter. It's the captain's chair that everyone has their eye on.

Chief Miles O'Brien: (looking at two Odos, one is real and the other a Changeling imposter) I have more important things to do than play "Choose the Changeling"!

Odo: The Changeling, before he died, he whispered something to me.
Benjamin Sisko: Go on.
Odo: He said, "You're too late. We're everywhere."

Season 4

Chief O'Brien: I never thought I'd say this, but right now I'm glad the Dominion's around. Otherwise, we never would have started these upgrades, let alone have them almost finished by now.
Major Kira: There's something to be said for incentive.
Chief O'Brien: Uh-huh. I just hope everything works okay.
Major Kira: You're saying you're not sure?
Chief O'Brien: The way I see it, there are two possibilities: either everything will be fine, or...
Major Kira: Or?
Chief O'Brien: [slightly hesitant] Or we end up blowing the station to pieces. [chuckles]
Major Kira: Oh. Well, let's hope we don't have to find out.

Elim Garak: I find this hand-to-hand combat really quite distasteful.
Gul Dukat: I suppose you prefer the simplicity of an interrogation chamber?
Elim Garak: You have to admit, it's much more civilized.

Benjamin Sisko: Arm quantum torpedoes. Drop the cloak and raise shields. We're going in.

Benjamin Sisko: I finally realized that it wasn't Starfleet that I was trying to get away from. I was trying to escape the pain I felt after my wife's death. I thought I could take the uniform, wrap it around the pain, and toss them both away. But it doesn't work like that. Running may help for a little while, but sooner or later the pain catches up with you, and the only way to get rid of it is to stand your ground and face it.

Julian Bashir: I'm sure there's more than one Klingon who thinks that slaying a Changeling would be worthy of a song or two.
Odo: Doctor, if a Klingon were to kill me, I'd expect an entire opera on the subject.

Odo: Come on, Quark, move it along. You should be in the emergency shelter by now.
Quark: I'm not going to any emergency shelter! This is my bar and I'm going to defend it.
Odo: Really? And how do you plan to do that?
Quark: With this. (holds up a closed box)
Odo: You're going to hit them with a box?
Quark: No, this is my disruptor pistol, the one I used to carry back in the old days when I was serving on that Ferengi freighter.
Odo: I thought you were the ship's cook.
Quark: That's right, and every member of that crew thought he was a food critic. If the Klingons try to get through these doors, I'll be ready for them.
(He opens the box, which is empty save for a note. Odo takes it out.)
Odo: (reads aloud) "Dear Quark, I used parts of your disruptor to fix the replicators. Will return them soon. Rom."
Quark: (grabs the note) I will kill him!
Odo: With what?

[Kira and Dax come down the stairs dressed as medieval ladies.]
Jadzia Dax: I can't believe you did that.
Kira Nerys: He didn't leave me any choice.
Julian Bashir: Wait, wait, wait. What did she do?
Jadzia Dax: She knocked out Lancelot.
Kira Nerys: He kissed me.
Jadzia Dax: He's supposed to kiss you.
Kira Nerys: But I was playing a married woman.
Julian Bashir: Lieutenant Commander Worf, this is Lieutenant Commander Jadzia Dax, and Major Kira Nerys, our first officer.
Worf: Nice hat.
Kira Nerys: [pulling the wimple off] I don't usually dress like this. We were in the holosuite...
Worf: So I gathered. [To Dax] You used to be Curzon Dax.
Jadzia Dax: That's right. And I don't usually dress like this either.
Worf: Curzon's name is an honoured one among my people.
Jadzia Dax: (in Klingon) Yes, but I'm a lot better-looking than he was.
Worf: I suppose so.

[a group of Klingons invade the tailor's shop]
Elim Garak: Well, let me guess. You're either lost, or desperately searching for a good tailor.
Drex: Guess again! (punches Garak)

Julian Bashir: I can't believe you're not pressing charges.
Elim Garak: Constable Odo and Captain Sisko expressed a similar concern, but really, Doctor, there was no harm done.
Julian Bashir: They broke seven of your transverse ribs and fractured your clavicle.
Elim Garak: Ah, but I got off several cutting remarks, which no doubt did serious damage to their egos.
Julian Bashir: Garak, this isn't funny.
Elim Garak: I'm serious, Doctor! Thanks to your ministrations, I'm almost completely healed, but the damage I did to them will last a lifetime.

[Garak takes a drink of root beer]
Quark: What do you think?
Elim Garak: It's vile.
Quark: I know. It's so bubbly and cloying and happy.
Elim Garak: Just like the Federation.
Quark: And you know what's really frightening? If you drink enough of it, you begin to like it.
Elim Garak: It's insidious.
Quark: Just like the Federation.
Elim Garak: Do you think they can save us?
Quark: I hope so.

Benjamin Sisko: We've had a year to prepare this station for a Dominion attack, and we're more than ready.
Gowron: (laughs) You're like a toothless old grishna cat, trying to frighten us with your roar!
Benjamin Sisko: I assure you, this old cat may not be as toothless as you think. Right now I've got five thousand photon torpedoes armed and ready to launch. If you don't believe me, feel free to scan the station.
[Martok and Gowron look across the bridge to their sensor officer, who nods.]
Martok: It's a trick! An illusion created by thoron fields and duranium shadows.
Benjamin Sisko: It's no illusion.
Gowron: We shall see. (in Klingon) Today is a good day to die!

Gowron: Your shields are down, your station boarded, and more Klingon ships are on their way! Surrender while you can!
Benjamin Sisko: I don't think so. My shields are holding, your boarding parties are contained, and my reinforcements are closer than yours.

Benjamin Sisko: (referring to the Federation reinforcements) So what do you want me to tell them? To stand down or come in firing?
Gowron: ...It is we who shall stand down.
Martok: Agh Dogh!
Gowron: Enough! I do not intend to hand victory to Dominion! But hear this. The Klingon Empire will remember what has happened today. You have sided against us in battle! And THIS we do not forgive or forget!
Benjamin Sisko: I'm no writer, but if I were, it seems to me I'd wanna poke my head up every once in a while and take a look around—see what's going on. It's life, Jake! You can miss it if you don't open your eyes!

Jake Sisko: This is the last chance I'm ever going to have to help you. [Jake fades in and out] [Pained] No!
Benjamin Sisko: Jake, it's over. It's not going to work.
Jake: It has to.
Benjamin: Let go, Jake! If not for yourself, then for me. You still have time to make a better life for yourself. Promise me you'll do that. [Pleading] Promise me!

Jake: Read the dedication.
Benjamin: "To my father, who's coming home". Thank you, but I— I don't understand.
Jake: It was me. It was me all along. I've been dragging you through time like an anchor, and now it's time to cut you loose.
Benjamin: Jake, what are you saying?
Jake: It won't be long now.

Benjamin: Jake, you didn't have to do this. Not for me.
Jake: For you, and for the boy that I was. He needs you, more than you know. Don't you see? We're going to get a second... chance.
Miles O'Brien: Keiko only spends a few days at a time on the station. I'm the one living in those quarters, and if I want to set up a little workshop in the bedroom—
Julian Bashir: You set up a workshop in the bedroom?
Miles O'Brien: Yeah. I don't use it when she's visiting.
Julian Bashir: No, of course not.
Miles O'Brien: She says I'm trying to live like a bachelor again, that I'm expressing a subconscious desire to push her out of our quarters.
Julian Bashir: Now that is ridiculous.
Miles O'Brien: That's what I said!
Julian Bashir: I mean, if anything, by spending your free time in the bedroom, a place you intimately associate with Keiko, you are actually expressing...a desire to be closer to her...during her absence. It's quite touching, really.
Miles O'Brien: Exactly! Exactly! See, you understand. Why can't she see that? Why can't she be more like—
Julian Bashir: More like?
Miles O'Brien: [Beat] Uh, a man. Y—you know, more like a man.
Julian Bashir: wish that Keiko...was a man.
Miles O'Brien: I wish I was on this trip with someone else, that's what I wish.

Bashir: What a lovely place. Smells like a garbage dump.
O'Brien: I'm sorry I couldn't find a nicer place to crash-land. Should we try again?
Kira Nerys: Tell me something—who's Tora Ziyal? When I reactivated the Ravinok's computer, I downloaded the manifest. There were two civilians on board, in addition to the prisoners and the crew. Your... friend Tora Naprem and a Tora Ziyal, a thirteen year-old girl.
Gul Dukat: I suppose you wouldn't believe me if I told you she was Naprem's sister?
Kira Nerys: Ziyal is a Cardassian name.
Jadzia Dax: Quite an audience.
Lenara Kahn: Seems a shame to disappoint them. We should probably do something.
Jadzia Dax: We could get into a screaming match. Start throwing things at each other?
Lenara Kahn: Not bad. Or I suppose we could throw ourselves at each other—profess our undying love and complete disregard for Trill society?
Jadzia Dax: Doctor Pren would probably have a heart attack!

Kira Nerys: What do Klingons dream about?
Worf: Things that will send cold chills down your spine and wake you in the middle of the night. No, it is better that you do not know. Excuse me. [He leaves]
Kira Nerys: I can never tell when he's joking.
Lenara Kahn: Perhaps it is better that we 'do not know'.

Jadzia Dax: Everyone's trying to... look out for us. Protect us from ourselves. But in the end, all that matters is how we feel... and what we do about it. Because either way, we're the ones who have to live with the consequences.
Lenara Kahn: That's the tricky part though, isn't it? Living with the consequences. When I'm not with you, when you're not around, it's like part of me is missing. I want to be with you more than anything. But I don't think I can do this.
Jadzia Dax: Can you really walk away from me, from us? After all this time, we're back together. Don't throw that away.
Lenara Kahn: I don't want to. Maybe I need more time. Maybe if I go back to Trill for a while—think it over. I could always come back later.
Jadzia Dax: I wish I could believe that. But ultimately, it comes down to this—if you feel about me the way I feel about you, you won't get on that transport tomorrow. And if you do leave, I think we both know you're never coming back.

(Quark and Hanok are trying to disarm an unexploded torpedo)

Quark: It's 50-50. Better odds than you get at the dabo table.
Hanok: Dabo?
Quark: It's a game. If we get out of this, I'll teach it to you.

Bashir: You took in a few lungfuls of Fluorine.
Dax: Remind me to hold my breath next time.
Quark: All I ask is a tall ship— And a load of contraband to fill her with.

Quark: All hu-mons look alike.

Rom: New customers are like razor-tooth gree-worms—they can be succulent, but sometimes they bite back.

[Rom has explained how he'll save their lives with a long string of technobabble]
Quark: Rom! You're a genius!
Rom: You think so?
Quark: How should I know? I have no idea what you're talking about.

General Denning: What do you know about atom bombs?
Quark: My people have been watching your world for years. We know all about you—baseball, root beer, darts, atom bombs.

Odo: Hello Quark!.

Nog: The first landing parties will arrive here! (points at a random spot on a map)
Wainwright: Where?
Nog: Here, right next to this blue blob!
Wainwright: You mean your people are going to invade— Cleveland?

[Quark's cousin has tried to kill him earlier]
Quark: I'm innocent, I tell ya! This is all a misunderstanding! Rom, get me a lawyer!
Rom: I'll call Cousin Gaila. I'm sure he'll know a good one.
Quark: [as he's being dragged away] ROM, YOU IDIOT!
Rom: [grins] See you in a few weeks, brother!
Quark: You know what I like about Klingon stories? Nothing. Lots of people die and nobody makes a profit.
Elim Garak: Kiss the girl, get the key. They never taught me that in the Obsidian Order.

Elim Garak: Interesting. You saved the day by destroying the world.
Julian Bashir: I'll bet they didn't teach you that in the Obsidian Order.
Elim Garak: No. No, there were a good many things they didn't teach me. Like the value of a good game of chance. Or how indulging in fantasy keeps the mind creative.
Julian Bashir: Lunch tomorrow?
Elim Garak: Of course. But why don't we have it at your place. In Hong Kong. Unless this was your last adventure.
Julian Bashir: Oh, I think it's safe to say that Julian Bashir, Secret Agent, will return.

[Re: the decor in the holodeck, circa 1964]
Elim Garak: Another decorator's nightmare. This era had a distinct lack of taste.

[Bashir has shot Garak, who is lightly bleeding from his neck]
Julian Bashir: You'll be fine. It's just a flesh wound.
Elim Garak: That was awfully close. What if you'd killed me?
Julian Bashir: What makes you think I wasn't trying?
Elim Garak: [Brightening] Doctor, I believe there's hope for you yet.

Caprice: Thank you, Mister— Mister—
Julian Bashir: Bashir. Julian Bashir.
[They kiss]

Elim Garak: Is that your plan?
Julian Bashir: Shut up!

Julian Bashir: Baccarat and geology are my life.

Noah (holographic Sisko): If you think you are gonna destroy my keyboard, you are wasting your time!

Bashir presses the button and floods the world

Flacon (holographic O'Brien):It's working just as you planned! You've done it, doctor."
Noah (holographic Sisko): "Yes. But somehow, I didn't expect to win."

- Falcon and Hippocrates Noah; after Bashir destroys the world

Elim Garak:"Interesting, you saved the day by destroying the world."
Julian Bashir: "I bet they didn't teach you that in the Obsidian Order."
Joseph Sisko: I'm not sleeping. I was checking my eyelids for holes.

Benjamin Sisko: I hope you don't take this the wrong way, Constable... but there are times when I wish you'd never found your people.
Odo: Believe me, Captain, sometimes I feel the same way.

Chief O'Brien: You probably wouldn't understand this, Quark, but when you care about a place and it's in trouble and you want to do something about it, and you can't, it's very frustrating.
Quark: I know exactly what you mean! When the Great Monetary Collapse hit Ferenginar, I was hundreds of light-years away serving as a ship's cook on a long-haul freighter. I can't tell you the heartbreak I suffered, knowing that rampant inflation and currency devaluation were burning like wildfires through the lush financial foliage of my home. It still depresses me, even today. I remembered thinking my accounts needed me and there was nothing I could do! I felt so... so helpless. So you see, I do understand.
Chief O'Brien: Somehow, you telling me that doesn't make me feel the least bit better.

(Joseph has cut his finger)

Joseph: I've got a dermal regenerator under the...(Joseph notices Sisko staring at the blood, and realises what he's wondering about) Benjamin Lafayette Sisko! What the hell has gotten into your head? You actually thought I was one of them, didn't you?
Sisko (desperate, upset): I don't know. I wasn't sure.
Joseph: This business has got you so twisted around you can't think straight. You're seeing shape-shifters everywhere. Maybe you ought to think about something for a minute. If I was a smart shape-shifter, a really good one, the first thing I would do would be to grab some poor soul off the street, absorb every ounce of his blood, and let it out on cue whenever someone like you tried to test me. Don't you see? There isn't a test that's been created a smart man can't find his way around. You aren't going to catch shape-shifters using some gadget.

Federation President Jaresh-Inyo: Earth is in your hands, gentlemen. Do what needs to be done.
Benjamin Sisko: There comes a time in every man’s life when he must stop thinking and start doing.

Nog: I'm sorry, Captain, the names of Red Squad members are supposed to be secret.
Benjamin Sisko: But you know who they are?
Nog: Hee-hee. It's not easy keeping secrets from a Ferengi, and I feel funny telling anyone else. Besides, if they found out I told you, I'd never get in.
Benjamin Sisko: Cadet, you are obviously under the mistaken impression that I am asking a favor. [increasingly hostile voice] I want a name and I want it now and that is an order. Understood, Mr. Nog?
Nog: Yes, sir.

[Sisko interrogating a Cadet]
Cadet Shepherd: ...and our role would go unrecognized, at least for now.
Benjamin Sisko: Maybe if you had done your job right it would have. But you fouled it up, didn't you? You cadets did some sloppy work—some damn sloppy work.

[Sisko enters Leyton's office pointing a phaser at him]
Admiral Leyton: Are you planning on using that?
Benjamin Sisko: Against a fellow officer? I hope not. [Takes off Leyton's combadge] But I will have to ask for your resignation.
Admiral Leyton: You'll forgive me if I don't leap at the opportunity.
Benjamin Sisko: I have enough evidence to convict you of treason. We have Lieutenant Arriaga in custody on the Defiant, and he is ready to admit that under your orders, he attached a subspace modulator to the relay satellite on the far side of the wormhole. That's why it was opening and closing at random.
Admiral Leyton: Why would anyone want to do that?
Benjamin Sisko: To make it look like a cloaked Dominion fleet was coming through the wormhole. That way, when Earth's power relays were sabotaged, people would think that an invasion was imminent.
Admiral Leyton: That's a very interesting theory, but it's not going to do you much good. Lieutenant Arriaga isn't going to get to Earth. I've sent the Lakota to intercept the Defiant.
Benjamin Sisko: You really think one Starfleet starship will fire on another?
Admiral Leyton: As far as Benteen's crew is concerned, the Defiant isn't a Starfleet ship. They've been told that everyone on the Defiant 's been replaced by Shapeshifters.
Kira Nerys: I've been meaning to ask you—why don't you wear that belt anymore?
Odo: I don't know. Didn't seem to serve a purpose. It's not as if I needed it to hold my pants up.
Kira Nerys: I just thought it looked good on you, that's all.
Odo: [Brightening considerably] Really?
Kira Nerys: [Smiles] Really.
[Odo morphs his waist to include a belt on his uniform]
Odo: Better?
Kira Nerys: Much.

[Talking to Odo about Kira]
Quark: You've either got to tell her how you feel, or forget about her and get on with your life.

Miles O'Brien: I don't know why Captain Sisko insists on me being here. I'm not a senior officer.
Julian Bashir: Maybe he just wanted to see you in your dress uniform. It does show off your figure.
Tora Ziyal: When I look at my father, I have a hard time seeing a murderer.
Kira Nerys: And when I look at him, I have a hard time seeing anything else.

Gul Dukat: What is this I hear about you and Shakaar?
Kira Nerys: I don't know what you've heard.
Gul Dukat: First it was Vedek Bareil, and now it's the head of the Bajoran government. You do like powerful men, don't you?
Kira Nerys: First of all, Shakaar's an old friend. Second of all, what business is it of yours?
Gul Dukat: Let's just say it's further incentive for me to regain my former position.

Tora Ziyal: You don't like my father very much, do you?
Kira Nerys: No, I don't.
Tora Ziyal: I understand. He did some very bad things during the Occupation.
Kira Nerys: Yes, he did.
Tora Ziyal: It bothers him, you know?
Kira Nerys: [Disbelieving] Does it?
Tora Ziyal: Very much. He talks about it sometimes. He'd never admit it to anyone else, but he thinks the Occupation was a mistake.
Kira Nerys: Somehow, I don't think he'd say that if the Cardassians had won.
Tora Ziyal: Maybe not, but maybe losing made him a better person.
Kira Nerys: Well, then, a lot of innocent people died for his education.

Gul Dukat: You judge me too harshly. Maybe I am seeking to regain my former position, one which I earned through hard work, dedication, and sacrifice, but redemption is not my sole motivation. I care about my people, and I don't intend to allow the Klingons to get away with murdering them. I'm a much more complicated man than you give me credit for.
Kira Nerys: Well, if that's true, I suppose I prefer simpler men.
Gul Dukat: Like Shakaar? It amazes me that a woman as intelligent and sophisticated as you could be attracted to such a lumbering, simplistic fieldhand. I mean, what could the two of you possibly talk about?
Kira Nerys: That lumbering fieldhand is the First Minister of Bajor, and he knows more about how to talk to me than you ever will.
Gul Dukat: How can you be so sure? After all, you don't know me well enough to make a comparison.
Kira Nerys: I don't want to know you well enough. And if you want to keep working with me, I suggest you stick to business.
Gul Dukat: I'm sorry, Major. I didn't mean any harm. I was just making conversation.

Gul Dukat: Major, is it my imagination, or do you have a hard time accepting compliments?
Kira Nerys: I have a hard time accepting compliments from you.
Gul Dukat: Well, I'll try to restrain my enthusiasm, [Leans in and whispers] but I can't make you any promises.

[Dukat has asked Kira to join him in his fight against the Klingons]
Gul Dukat: You know how to organize a resistance cell, you're an expert at terrorist tactics, you have close ties with Bajoran and Federation officials, and besides all that, it would give you a chance to do what you were meant to do.
Kira Nerys: No, thanks. I've already got a job.
Gul Dukat: What do you mean? On that space station? We both know your talents are being wasted there, co-ordinating docking assignments and leading training exercises. On Deep Space Nine, you're nothing but a bureaucrat, an administrator. If you come with me, you can be a soldier again. Think about it, Major—the chance to fight again against a superior foe in a righteous cause, to protect a defeated and broken people from a cruel aggressor. You know as well as I do that if Cardassia falls, Bajor is next. Help me stop the Klingons before you become their next target.
Kira Nerys: You're really serious about this.
Gul Dukat: Absolutely! Look, Major, I'm not asking you to like me or to be my friend. I'm asking you to join me, to fight at my side. You know what I'm doing is right, and it's what you want to do as well. I know that our past makes it difficult for you to accept me as an ally. I also know that every fiber of your being is telling you to say, "No, no, no," but somewhere I know there's a "Yes." You need to listen to that "Yes," not for my sake, not for Cardassia's, not even for Bajor's, but for your sake.

Gul Dukat: Well, Major, it appears that whether you like it or not, our lives have become deeply intertwined.
Kira Nerys: [Smiles] That really pleases you, doesn't it?
Gul Dukat: Pleases me? Major, it gives me reason to live.
(Altered) Kurn: Are you part of my family?
Worf: [Pauses a moment] I have no family.
Julian Bashir: What you have there is a sebaceous cyst.
Miles O'Brien: I know it's a cyst, but it's getting bigger.
Julian Bashir: There's nothing to worry about. Dermatalogically speaking, you're perfectly healthy.
Miles O'Brien: Oh, I'm perfectly healthy, except I've got a disgusting cyst on the back of my neck. Now either I paint a nose, eyes, and mouth on it and pretend I've got two heads, or you take it off.
Julian Bashir: I'll get you some paint.
Miles O'Brien: Julian! Get it off me!
Julian Bashir: Alright, alright. But you know what they say: two heads are better than one.
Miles O'Brien: Julian, I'm waiting!

Unidentified: 211: “Employees are the rungs on the ladder of success—don't hesitate to step on them.”

Rom: “Never allow doubt to tarnish your lust for latinum.”
Odo: Forgive me, Major, I don't mean to be difficult, but your faith seems to have led you to something of a contradiction.
Kira Nerys: I don't see it as a contradiction.
Odo: I don't understand.
Kira Nerys: That's the thing about faith. If you don't have it, you can't understand it. And if you do, no explanation is necessary.

Kira Nerys: Who are you?
Akorem Laan: I am the Emissary.

[O'Brien's quarters are a mess. He begins to straighten up for his wife Keiko, who is returning after a year away]
Julian Bashir: It is sort of a shame to pack this stuff away.
Miles O'Brien: Wish we didn't have to.
Julian Bashir: It's like a sculpture, a monument to your year as a bachelor.
Miles O'Brien: I suppose it is.
Julian Bashir: Who are we to dismantle this piece of art?
Miles O'Brien: I don't know. But if we don't, Keiko will dismantle me.
Benjamin Sisko: Part of being a captain is knowing when to smile. Make the troops happy! Even when it's the last thing in the world you want to do. Because they are your troops, and you have to take care of them.
Worf: Life is a great deal more complicated in this red uniform.
Benjamin Sisko: Wait till you get four pips on that collar. You'll wish you had gone into botany.
[O'Brien is preparing to commit suicide]
Julian Bashir: Chief?
Miles O'Brien: Get outta here, Julian.
Julian Bashir: You don't want to do this, Chief.
Miles O'Brien: The hell I don't.
Julian Bashir: Look, I don't claim to know what you're going through, but whatever it is, it's not worth dying for.
Miles O'Brien: You don't understand at all. I'm not doing this for me. I'm doing it to protect Keiko and Molly and everyone else on this station.
Julian Bashir: Protect us from what?
Miles O'Brien: From me. I'm not the man I used to be. I'm dangerous. I nearly hit Molly today. All she wanted was a little attention, and I nearly hit her.
Julian Bashir: But you didn't. You're a good man, Miles Edward O'Brien, and whatever it is you think you've done wrong, you don't deserve to die.
Mirror O'Brien: Shields are down to 40 percent. That cruiser has us in weapons range. Do we make a run for it?
Captain Sisko: We run all right. Right at it.
Mirror O'Brien: [sarcastic understanding] Ahh... “Pattern Suicide". (reference to earlier confusion over what "Pattern Delta" was)

Mirror Jadzia: I heard you were back. (slaps Sisko) That's for making love to me under false pretenses! I was suspicious of you from the start.
Captain Sisko: You hid it well.
[Eddington has joined the Maquis]
Michael Eddington: I know you. I was like you once, but then I opened my eyes. Open your eyes, Captain. Why is the Federation so obsessed about the Maquis? We've never harmed you. And yet we're constantly arrested and charged with terrorism. Starships chase us through the Badlands, and our supporters are harassed and ridiculed. Why? Because we've left the Federation, and that's the one thing you can't accept. Nobody leaves Paradise. Everyone should want to be in the Federation. Hell, you even want the Cardassians to join. You're only sending them replicators so that one day they can take their rightful place on the Federation Council. You know, in some ways you're worse than the Borg. At least they tell you about their plans for assimilation. You're more insidious—you assimilate people and they don't even know it.
Benjamin Sisko: You know what, Mr. Eddington? I don't give a damn what you think of the Federation, or the Maquis, or anything else. All I know is that you betrayed your oath, your duty, and me. And if it takes me the rest of my life, I'll see you standing before a court-martial that'll break you and send you to a penal colony where you'll spend the rest of your days growing old and wondering whether a ship full of replicators was really worth it.

Elim Garak: (re: a Cardassian phaser) I guess I won't be needing this then.
Weyoun: Captain Benjamin Sisko. Your psychographic profile is required reading for Vorta Field Supervisors. I probably know things about you that you don't know yourself.
Benjamin Sisko: If you're trying to impress me, you can forget it.
Weyoun: What would you say if I offered to make you absolute ruler of the Federation? No President, no Starfleet Chief of Staff, just you.
Benjamin Sisko: I'd say your psychographic profile of me isn't as good as you think.
Weyoun: (laughs richly) Just doing my job.

Worf: It has come to my attention that Omet'iklan has made a threat against your life.
Benjamin Sisko: I didn't think it was public knowledge.
Worf: You told Commander Dax.
Benjamin Sisko: Well, that explains it.

[Dax is trying to work, but Virak'kara is staring at her]
Jadzia Dax: Am I really that interesting? You've been standing there staring at me for the last two hours.
Virak'kara: You are part of my combat team. I must learn to understand your behaviour, anticipate your actions.
Jadzia Dax: There must be something you'd rather do. Maybe get some sleep?
Virak'kara: We don't sleep.
Jadzia Dax: How about getting something to eat?
Virak'kara: The white is the only thing we need.
Jadzia Dax: Don't sleep, don't eat. What do you do for relaxation?
Virak'kara: Relaxation would only make us weak.
Jadzia Dax: You people are no fun at all. I'm glad I'm not a Jem'Hadar woman.
Virak'kara: There are no Jem'Hadar women.
Jadzia Dax: So what do you do? Lay eggs?
Virak'kara: Jem'Hadar are bred in birthing chambers. We are able to fight within three days of our emergence.
Jadzia Dax: Lucky you. So let me get this straight—no sleep, no food, no women. No wonder you're so angry. After thirty or forty years of that, I'd be angry too.
Virak'kara: No Jem'Hadar has ever lived thirty years.
Jadzia Dax: [puzzled] How old are you?
Virak'kara: I am eight.
Jadzia Dax: I would have guessed at least fifteen.
Virak'kara: Few Jem'Hadar live that long. If we reach twenty, we are considered honored elders. [leans in] How old are you?
Jadzia Dax: I stopped counting at three hundred.
Virak'kara: [amazed] You don't look it.
Jadzia Dax: Thank you.

Omet'iklan: I am First Omet'iklan, and I am dead. As of this moment, we are all dead. We go into battle to reclaim our lives. This we do gladly, for we are Jem'Hadar. Remember, victory is life.
Jem'Hadar: Victory is life.
[The Jem'Hadar march out.]
Weyoun: Such a delightful people.
Miles O'Brien: I am Chief Miles Edward O'Brien. I am very much alive and I intend to stay that way.
Benjamin Sisko: Amen!
Julian Bashir: I was looking forward to tomorrow—to see Kira again, asking, "How was the nebula? And by the way, I cured that blight thing those people had."
Jadzia Dax: It's not a crime to believe in yourself.
Julian Bashir: These people believed in me, and look where it got them. Trevian was right—there is no cure. The Dominion made sure of that, and I was so arrogant, I thought I could find one in a week!
Jadzia Dax: Maybe it was arrogant to think that. But it's even more arrogant to think that there isn't a cure just because you couldn't find it.
[Garak sneaks up behind a holographic 'Quark' and breaks his neck]
Elim Garak: How was that?
Quark: Awful! Did you hear that sound of bone snapping? I don't want that to be the last thing I hear!
Elim Garak: It wasn't that loud.
Quark: You don't have these ears. Snapping vertebrae is out.
Elim Garak: We're running out of options, Quark. You don't want to be vaporized because you need a body. The disruptor ruined your clothing, the knife was too savage, the nerve gas smelled bad, hanging took too long, and poison... What was wrong with poison?
Quark: It doesn't work. If I know the food is poisoned, I won't eat it. [motions to the "corpse"] Could you get rid of this? The sight of it is making me sick.
Elim Garak: Computer, remove corpse. [it vanishes] For a man who wants to kill himself, you are strangely determined to live.
Quark: I'm going to die; don't you worry about that. I just want to find the right way.
Elim Garak: "Right way"?
Quark: I don't want to see it coming, or hear it, or feel it, or smell it. I just want to go on with my life, and then... I'm dead.
Elim Garak: Ah. You want to be surprised.
Quark: Exactly. I want to wake up in the Divine Treasury and have no idea how I got there.
Elim Garak: I see. Perhaps that can be arranged.
Quark: Really?
Elim Garak: You have my word. You'll never know what hit you.

Rom: Rule of Acquisition Number 17: “A contract is a contract is a contract. But only between Ferengi.”

Grand Nagus Gint: I am Gint, the first Grand Nagus!
Quark: You look like my brother, Rom.
Grand Nagus Gint: That's because this is a dream, you imbecile!
Quark: A dream. That explains why this place looks so tacky.

Grand Nagus Gint: Never be afraid to mislabel a product.
Miles O'Brien: It's funny. I've served on half a dozen different ships and none of them have had cloaking devices except the Defiant. Now that we're not using it, I feel naked.
Worf: It is disconcerting, to say the least.
Benjamin Sisko: Gentlemen, I feel the same breeze you do.
[Dax smiles]
Miles O'Brien: What are you smiling at?
Jadzia Dax: I don't know. I guess it's just being in the same room as so many naked men.

[after Garak inquires about Cardassian survivors of the attack on the Founders' homeworld]
Female Changeling: There were no Cardassian survivors.
Elim Garak: [shocked] You mean... they're all dead?
Female Changeling: They're dead. You're dead. Cardassia is dead. Your people were doomed the moment they attacked us. I believe that answers your question.
[a beat; Garak smiles politely]
Elim Garak: It was a pleasure meeting you.

Season 5

Benjamin Sisko: Brag all you want, but don't get between me and the bloodwine!

Miles O'Brien: So, let me get this straight: all we have to do is get past an enemy fleet, avoid a tachyon detection grid, beam into the middle of Klingon headquarters and avoid the Brotherhood of the Sword long enough to set these things up and activate them in front of Gowron?
Worf: If we succeed, there will be many songs sung in our honor.
Miles O'Brien: Let's hope we're there to hear them.

Kira: I just hope I can survive one.
Bashir: You're doing great.
Kira: Oh, I don't feel great.
Bashir: You're... positively glowing!
Kira: Oh, really?
Bashir: I think so. But I suppose my opinion doesn't count.
Kira: Oh, it counts—but don't forget that this is still YOUR fault.
Bashir: MY fault?
Kira: You performed the transfer from Keiko to me.
Bashir: After you volunteered.
Kira: After you put the idea in my head!
Bashir: After you flew the runabout into an asteroid field!
Kira: After you insisted on checking those anomalous bio scans!
Bashir: That was Keiko!!
Kira: That's right, it was! But I'd rather blame you!
Bashir: Whatever makes you happy.

Gul Dukat: Major, I must say I'm shocked. You use my daughter to lure me here, you're asking me to risk my ship on some fool's errand into the Klingon Empire, and you're pregnant. I hope First Minister Shakaar appreciates what a lucky man he is.
Kira Nerys: Shakaar's not the father.
Gul Dukat: Then who is?
Kira Nerys: Chief O'Brien.

Odo: (about bloodwine) It's a pity it doesn't have any bubbles.

Miles O'Brien: I hate prototypes.
Munez: I can't feel my legs.
Jadzia Dax: Don't worry. They're still there.
Grilka: The recent hostilities between the Federation and the Empire have been very costly to my family. We have suffered great losses in ships, lands, warriors.
Quark: War. What is it good for? If you ask me, absolutely nothing.

Jadzia Dax: If I were in your shoes, I would be looking for someone a little more entertaining, a little more fun... and maybe even a little more attainable.
Worf: You are not in my shoes.
Jadzia Dax: Too bad. You'd be amazed at what I can do in a pair of size 18 boots.

Worf: Grilka is from the Mekro'vak region. It is customary among her people for the man to bring the leg of a Lingta to the first courtship dinner. Make sure it is fresh, as if you had just killed it. Then, use the leg to sweep aside everything on the table... and declare in a loud voice, "I have brought you this. From this day, I wish to provide food for you and your House, and all I ask is to share your company and do honor to your name."

Dr. Julian Bashir: (examining an injured Quark) A compound fracture of the right radius, two fractured ribs, torn ligaments, strained tendons, numerous contusions, bruises, and scratches. What have you been doing?
Quark: You mean, (taking Grilka's hand) what have we been doing?
(Quark and Grilka erupt into naughty laughter)
Dr. Julian Bashir: (unsettled) Never mind. I don't need that particular image running around my head. I'll just treat you.
[He turns around to see Worf and Dax, both bruised and bleeding, entering the infirmary.]
Dr. Julian Bashir: What happened to you two?
Lt. Cmdr. Worf: We, uh...
Jadzia Dax: Well, if you must know—
Dr. Julian Bashir: [becoming flustered] No! I don't need that particular image, either. In fact, I'm going to stop asking that question altogether! People can come in, I will treat them, and that will be all.
Benjamin Sisko: It takes courage to look inside yourself, and even more courage to write it for other people to see.
[Preparing for a top-secret assignment]
Rom: I won't even tell them my name.
Miles O'Brien: Rom, everyone on the station knows your name.
Rom: Well... I won't confirm it.
DTI Agent Dulmer: Captain, why'd you take the Defiant back in time?
Benjamin Sisko: It was an accident.
DTI Agent Lucsly: So you're not contending it was a predestination paradox.
Dulmer: A time loop? That you were meant to go back into the past?
Sisko: No.
Dulmer: Good.
Lucsly: We hate those. So... what happened?
Sisko: This may take some time.
Dulmer: Is that a joke?
Sisko: No.
Lucsly: Good.
Dulmer: We hate those, too.

Miles O'Brien: Don't take it personally, Worf.
Julian Bashir: I... rather like the way you smell.
O'Brien: Yeah, sort of... earthy, peaty aroma.
Bashir: With a touch of... lilac.

Dulmer: Be specific, Captain. Which Enterprise? There've been five.
Lucsly: Six.
Sisko: This was the first Enterprise. Constitution-class.
[Both agents sit back, astonished]
Dulmer: His ship.
Lucsly: James T. Kirk.
Sisko: [grins] The one and only.
Dulmer: Seventeen separate temporal violations. The biggest file on record.
Lucsly: The man was a menace.

Bashir: I'm a doctor, not an historian.

Sisko: In the old days, Operations officers wore red, Command officers wore gold.
Jadzia Dax: And women wore less. [shows off her outfit...which suits her]
Bashir: I think I'm going to like history.

Dax: I had no idea.
Sisko: What?
Dax: He’s so much more handsome in person. Those eyes.
Sisko: Kirk had quite the reputation as a ladies’ man.
Dax: Not him — Spock.

Worf: Where did you get that... thing?
Odo: From a man named Cyrano Jones. He told me tribbles like everyone. Well, this one doesn't seem to like you.
Worf: THE FEELING'S-- [lowers his voice] The feeling's mutual. They are detestable creatures!
Odo: Hm... interesting. It's been my observation that most humanoids love soft, furry animals, especially if they make pleasing sounds.
Worf: They do nothing but consume food and breed. If you feed that thing more than the smallest morsel, in a few hours you'll have ten tribbles, then a hundred, then a thousand!
Odo: Calm down.
Worf: They were once considered mortal enemies of the Klingon Empire.
Odo: [scoffs] This?! A mortal enemy of the Empire?
Worf: They were an ecological menace, a plague to be wiped out.
Odo: Wiped out?! What are you saying?!
Worf: Hundreds of warriors were sent to track them down throughout the galaxy. An armada obliterated the Tribble homeworld. By the end of the 23rd century, they had been eradicated.
Odo: Another glorious chapter of Klingon history. Tell me, do they still sing songs of the Great Tribble Hunt? [chuckles]

[regarding the appearance of 23rd-century Klingons]
Odo: Mr. Worf.
Worf: They are Klingons. And, it is a long story.
O'Brien: What happened? Genetic engineering?
Bashir: A viral mutation?
Worf: We do not discuss it with outsiders!

Montgomery Scott: Laddie... don't you think you should... rephrase that?
Korax: You're right. I should. I didn't mean to say that the Enterprise should be hauling garbage. I meant to say that it should be hauled away as garbage.

Leonard McCoy: [about tribbles] They're born pregnant.

James T. Kirk: I want these things off the ship. I don't care if it takes every man we've got. I want them off the ship.

Worf: You are no hero to the Empire!
Darvin: I will be. I've been thinking about my statue in the Hall of Warriors. I want it to capture my essence. Our statues can be so generic, don't you think?
Odo: I take it whatever your plan is, you've already set it in motion?
Darvin: I see myself standing with Kirk's head in one hand...and a tribble in the other.

Odo: (after Dulmer and Lucsly have left) Did you tell them?
Sisko: They didn't ask. I'm open to suggestions, people.
Dax (lamely): We could build another station...?

(We see Quark, in much the same situation that K-7's bartender was left in, with one tribble perched on his head and hundreds more scattered throughout the bar)

Worf: Do not hug me.
Odo: Interesting that a simple tailor should just happen to have a high-level security code.
Elim Garak: Yes, isn't it? And if my nose didn't hurt so much, I'd tell you a fascinating story about how I came to possess it.

Odo: I see I'm going to have to add the word "pickpocket" to your resume.
Elim Garak: It's only a hobby.
Quark: I'm not trying to rescue you, I'm taking you along as emergency rations. If you die, I'm going to eat you.

Nog: I'll do the cleaning on the odd-numbered days; you do the cleaning on the even days.
Jake Sisko: We're going to clean every day?
Nog: No, just the odd and even ones.

Nog: Healthy body, healthy mind.
Jake Sisko: Please, Nog. No cliches before breakfast.
Worf: There is an ancient Klingon proverb that says, "You cannot loosen a man's tongue with root beer."
Worf: I do not smirk. But if I did, this would be a good opportunity.

Worf: Quark may lend you the money, but remember Rule of Acquisition Number 111: "Treat people in your debt like family—exploit them."
Dr. Mora Pol: By the Prophets, Odo, I wasn't even sure you were a life-form.
Odo: I wasn't sure about you, either.
[Sisko is trying to arrest a former security officer turned traitor]
Odo: Sir, have you ever reminded Starfleet Command that they stationed Eddington here because they didn't trust me?
Benjamin Sisko: No.
Odo: Please do.

Sisko: [broadcasting a message to the Maquis] To all members of the Maquis resistance: this is Captain Sisko of the USS Defiant. In response to the Maquis's use of biogenic weapons in their recent attacks, I am about to take the following action. In exactly one hour, I will detonate two quantum torpedoes that will scatter trilithium resin in the atmosphere of Solosos Three. I thereby will make the planet uninhabitable to all human life for the next fifty years. I suggest evacuation plans begin immediately.

[In response to Maquis terrorist attacks, Sisko has detonated biological weapons in the atmosphere of one of their colony worlds]
Michael Eddington: [aghast]Do you realise what you've done?
Sisko: I've only just begun. I'm going to eliminate every Maquis colony in the DMZ.
Eddington: You're talking about turning hundreds of thousands of people into homeless refugees!
Sisko: That's right. When you attacked the Malinche, you proved one thing; that the Maquis have become an intolerable threat to the security of the Federation, and I am going to eliminate that threat.
Eddington: But think about those people you saw in the caves, huddled and starving. They didn't attack the Malinche.
Sisko: You should have thought about that before you attacked a Federation starship.
[Opening dedication text]
In memory of Derek Garth

Tora Ziyal: It's just that... you're intelligent and cultured... and kind.
Elim Garak: My dear, you're young, so I realize that you're a poor judge of character.

Elim Garak: [to Gul Dukat] You do have a lovely daughter. She must take after her mother.
Gul Dukat: The mans a cold blooded heartless killer
Major Kira: In other words...a Cardassian

Elim Garak: Because lying is a skill like any other, and if you want to maintain a level of excellence, you have to practice constantly.
Worf: Practice on someone else.

Elim Garak: I'd like to get my hands on that fellow Earl Grey and tell him a thing or two about tea leaves.

Enabran Tain: You have always been a weakness I can't afford.

Worf: At the first sign of betrayal, I will kill him, but I promise to return the body intact.
Benjamin Sisko: I assume that's a joke.
Worf: We will see.

Elim Garak: You've come a long way from the naive young man I met five years ago. You've become distrustful and suspicious. It suits you.
Julian Bashir: I had a good teacher.

Elim Garak: [Jem'Hadar soldiers beam onto Runabout] Ah! Thank you for coming. Now would you kindly point us in the direction of the wormhole? [Jem'Hadar soldier angrily hits Garak in the face with a rifle and takes him and Worf hostage]
Elim Garak: I only wish I were still a member of the Obsidian Order. This would make a wonderful interrogation chamber. Tight quarters, no air, bad lighting, random electric shocks—it’s perfect.

Gul Dukat: [To Kira] You and me on the same side? It never seemed quite... right, did it?

Gul Dukat: [speaking to his people] You might ask, should we fear joining the Dominion? And I answer you—not in the least. We should embrace the opportunity. The Dominion recognizes us for what we are, the true leaders of the Alpha Quadrant. And now that we are joined together, equal partners in all endeavors, the only people with anything to fear will be our enemies. My oldest son's birthday is in five days. To him, and to Cardassians everywhere, I make the following pledge: By the time his birthday dawns, there will not be a single Klingon alive inside Cardassian territory. Or a single Maquis colony left within our borders. Cardassia will be made whole; all that we have lost will be ours again. And anyone who stands in our way will be destroyed. This I vow with my life's blood, for my son, for all our sons.

Martok: [regarding Garak's claustrophibia] There is no greater enemy than one's own fears.
Worf: It takes a brave man to face them.

Quark: The Jem Hadar don't eat, don't drink, and they don't have sex. And if that wasn't bad enough, the Founders don't eat, and don't drink, and they don't have sex, either. Which, between you and me, makes my financial future less than promising.
Ziyal: It might not be so bad. For all we know the Vorta might be gluttonous, alcoholic sex maniacs.
Quark: [brightened] I never thought of that! I wonder what their favorite food is?
Julian Bashir: The truth is, I'm a fraud.
Miles O'Brien: You're not a fraud. I don't care how many enhancements your parents had done. Genetic recoding can't give you ambition or a personality or compassion or any of the things that make a person truly human.

[Leeta and Rom have just professed their love for each other]
Leeta: Oh, Doctor, I'm sorry.
Lewis Zimmerman: No, don't be. True love should always win. [Unconvincingly] I'm happy for you. Really.
Leeta: You're a sweet, wonderful, and brilliant man. There's someone out there for you, Doctor. I know it.
Lewis Zimmerman: I don't think so. Perhaps I'm better suited to a life of solitary research—
[attractive alien woman walks by] —and dedication to my chosen field of study. Don't worry about me; I’ll be fine. Goodbye.
Leeta: [focused on Rom] Bye.
Lewis Zimmerman: [to alien woman] Excuse me, are you familiar with an ancient text known as the Kama Sutra?

[O'Brien wins at darts]
Julian Bashir: So, I guess it's your game again.
Miles O'Brien: What's that? Five in a row?
Julian Bashir: At least.
Miles O'Brien: Wait a minute. You haven't been letting me win, have you?
Julian Bashir: What makes you think that?
Miles O'Brien: You said your hand-eye coordination had been genetically enhanced.
Julian Bashir: Well, maybe I have been letting you win, a little bit.
Miles O'Brien: I don't believe it. I don't need you to patronize me. I can play at your level.
Julian Bashir: I never said you couldn't.
Miles O'Brien: Well, play then. Really play!
[Bashir quickly throws his darts. O'Brien sees Bashir has thrown three straight bulls-eyes]
Miles O'Brien: Alright, from now on, you play from over here,
[moves Bashir behind a pole]
Miles O'Brien: I play from up here,
[stands in his usual spot]
Miles O'Brien: If that doesn't work, we'll try a blindfold.
[Odo has interrupted Bashir's holosuite program seeking advice.]
Bashir: What is this all about, Odo? You didn't come here to talk to me about women. [Odo looks away] Did you? [realizing] Aaah. This is about "Bedroom Eyes", isn't it?
Odo: Who told you about her? Kira?
Bashir: Nope.
Odo: Dax.
Bashir: Actually, it was Miles.
{Odo groans in embarrassment.]
Bashir: [continuing] If people are talking, it's only because they care. You put on a good front. But anyone who really knows you can tell that you're lonely. If you're interested in this woman, you have to let her know.
Odo: I can't.
Bashir: Why not?
Odo: What if I— What if she—
Bashir: Rejects you? She might. But you can't go through life trying to avoid getting a broken heart. If you do, it'll break from loneliness anyway. So you might as well take the chance. If you don't, she'll move on and you'll never know what you might have had. And living with that is worse than having a broken heart. Believe me.

Arissa: I'm not in your way, am I?
Odo: No. No, not at all. I, uh... I usually read for an hour or two.
Arissa: What are you reading?
Odo: It's a detective novel.
Arissa: Oh. Have you figured out who did it yet?
Odo: By the third page.
[Quark is in the Security Office]
Quark: None of these charges are gonna stick! I haven't broken any laws! [beat] I have a license to run holosuites.
Odo: But you don't have a license to sell weapons, do you?
Quark: [pause] I defy you to prove that I've brought a single weapon onto this station.
Odo: It's a mere technicality; we both know what you're doing. And I promise you, you're going to face the consequences.
[Sisko and Kira enter while Odo is saying this]
Sisko: Not today, he isn't! [pause] Let him go.
Odo: [incredulous] Let him go?!
Sisko: Major, tell the constable what you told me.
Kira: The Bajoran government insists that Deep Space 9 not interfere with the lawful transactions of Hagath and his associates. Hagath supplied arms to the resistance—without him or people like him, we would all be dead, and the Cardassians would still be in power. [beat] We owe him.
Odo: [exasperated] Captain!
Sisko: I don't like it any more than you do.
Quark: [smug] Better luck next time.
Sisko: You'd better hope there isn't a "next time," mister! I have cut you a lot of slack in the past—I even looked the other way once or twice when I could have come down hard on you—but those days are over! Now, we may not be able to get you for selling weapons, but you so much as litter on the Promenade, and I will nail you to the wall!!

Quark: Twenty-eight million people dead? Couldn't we just... wound some of them?

Sisko: You're facing some serious charges here, Quark: incitement to riot, endangering the public safety, disregarding...
Quark: How was I supposed to know everyone was going to start shooting? I just wanted them to cross paths so that the deal would fall through.
Sisko: It fell through all right. Hagath and Gaila barely managed to get off the station alive!
Quark: I hear General Nassuc sent a Purification Squad after them.
Sisko: I wouldn't count on seeing your former business partners again.
Quark: I can live with that.
Sisko: What about the Regent's death?
Quark: The Regent's dead?
Sisko: A Purification Squad caught up with him this morning.
Quark: I can live with that, too. And I can think of twenty-eight million other people who won't mind, either.
Sisko: Twenty-eight million and one.
Gul Dukat: Major. Sorry to disturb you.
Kira Nerys: Sorry enough to leave?

Sisko: There's enough poison in this bottle to kill twenty Cardassians.
(Weyoun picks up Dukat's glass and drains it.)
Gul Dukat: Wha-?!
Weyoun: (chuckling) Oh, my! That is quite toxic, isn't it?
Gul Dukat: Are you insane?
Weyoun: The Vorta are immune to most forms of poison. Comes in handy when you're a diplomat.
Zek: “Sometimes the only thing more dangerous than a question is an answer.”
Quark: Rule of Acquisition 208.

Rom: “Females and finances don't mix.” Rule of Acquisition 94.

Rom: “Latinum lasts longer than lust.” Rule of Acquisition 229.
O'Brien: Maybe, but lust can be a lot more fun.
Worf: I am Worf, son of Mogh. I now take my place as first officer. I serve the captain, but I stand for the crew.

Worf: It is clear to me that none of you are worthy of my blood or my life, but I will stand for you.

Worf: May glory and honor follow you on your journey.
[Worf's young descendant is awestruck by him]
Young boy: Are you the son of Mogh?
Worf: Yes.
Young boy: Is it true you can kill someone just by looking at them?
Worf: Only when I am angry.

Worf: Our enemy is time.

Quark: Did you catch him?
Odo: We caught him. Or rather, Major Kira caught him.
Kira: I didn't really do anything. I was in the Bajoran shrine, meditating, and he burst in, stark naked, fell to his knees, crying out to the Prophets for protection!
Bashir: Morn, of all people. Who would've thought he'd just snap like that?
Odo: Certainly not me. Which leads me to wonder, what could have pushed him over the edge? [looks pointedly at Quark]
Quark: Why are you looking at me? I'm the victim here! [Odo scoffs] He hit me with a bar stool!
Kira: Why did he hit you?
Quark: I don't have the faintest idea.
Kira: Think harder.
Odo: Witnesses say you were talking to him right up until the moment he went berserk.
Quark: Of course I was talking to him. That's what bartenders are supposed to do—talk to their customers.
Kira: What exactly was it that you were talking to him about?
Quark: All I said was that the military personnel on this station were starting to look a little nervous. When they get nervous, I get nervous.
Odo: And that's all you said?
Quark: Basically. [beat] I might've done some harmless theorizing.
Bashir: About what?
Quark: Oh, something like it was only a matter of time until the Dominion launched a full-scale assault on the Federation, and when that happened, this station would undoubtedly be their first target. [long pause] And I might've idly suggested that there wasn't a chance in hell of any of us getting out of here alive.
Odo: And that's when Morn hit you with a bar stool and ran onto the Promenade screaming, "We're all doomed"?
Quark: ...Some people just don't react well to stress.

[Eddington and Sisko, forced to work together to thwart a Maquis missile attack on Cardassia, get into an argument]
Eddington: You're the one who made it personal. You could've looked the other way. You could've left the Maquis alone, but you didn't do it. You hunted us, hounded us, fought us every chance you got. And in the end, you set us up for the slaughter. I expected better of you than that. So did a lot of people. People like Cal Hudson. I bet you haven't heard that name in a while.
Sisko: You're right about that.
Eddington: He told me the two of your were friends at the Academy.
Sisko: And a long time after.
Eddington: Until he joined the Maquis.
Sisko: He betrayed his oath to Starfleet.
Eddington: If it makes you feel any better, he paid for his sins. He was killed in a skirmish with the Cardassians.
Sisko: [sombre] He was a good man.
Eddington: He felt the same about you. He thought you were wrong about the Maquis, but he forgave you, which is ironic considering you never forgave him. You can't forgive any of us. And not because we betrayed Starfleet or the Federation, but because we betrayed you. That's what this is all about. Your ego. Where Benjamin Sisko leads, all must follow.
Sisko: [incredulous] Is that what you really believe?
Eddington: It's the truth, isn't it? The Maquis were never much of a threat to the Federation, but we were a threat to you. We were a stain on your record and you couldn't have that. Not when you were so busy measuring yourself for an admiral's uniform. [an enraged Sisko gets to his feet]
Sisko: You want to blame me for what happened to the Maquis? Fine. Go ahead, blame me. Blame Starfleet. Blame the Federation. Blame everyone except Michael Eddington.
Eddington: The Maquis won its greatest victories under my leadership.
Sisko: [scoffs] Your leadership. Your shining moment of glory. Michael Eddington gets to take off his gold uniform and play hero. That's what you always wanted, to lead troops in a glorious cause. Well, you had your chance and look where you led them. Right into their graves.
Eddington: They died because I wasn't there when they needed me most, because you put me in jail.
Sisko: They died because you filled their heads with false hopes! Sold them dreams of a military victory when what they needed was a negotiated peace!
Eddington: We had the Cardassians on the run!
Sisko: And they ran right into the arms of the Dominion! End of story.

(Sisko and Eddington are being attacked by Jem'Hadar)
Sisko: Take this [phaser]. I'll go around—try to draw their fire. Should be able to catch them off-guard when they go after me.
Eddington: I can barely see two meters in front of me. How will I know what I'm aiming at?
Sisko: I'll be the one holding the pipe.
Eddington: (sarcastic) Attacking two Jem’Hadar soldiers with a pipe. That's a brilliant plan.
Sisko: It could be worse.
Eddington: I know—it could be me holding the pipe.
Sisko: Exactly. (runs off with pipe)

(After Eddington shoots a Jem'Hadar about to kill Sisko)
Sisko: You have sharp eyes.
Eddington: Not really; I just saw which of you was knocked down first and then I shot the one still standing.
Sisko: Thank you for your vote of confidence.

(Trying to fight off the Jem'Hadar, Eddington is mortally wounded)

Eddington: Rebecca
Jake Sisko: We work to better ourselves and the rest of humanity.
Nog: What does that mean exactly?

Dr. Elias Giger: I haven't done anything wrong, and I won't be hounded by you and your soulless minions of orthodoxy.

Dr. Elias Giger: Since you are not, in fact, working for the soulless minions of orthodoxy that have hounded my work and plagued my existence, I have decided to open negotiations regarding the sale of a mint condition 1951 Willie Mays rookie card—without the original packaging or chewing gum.

Dr. Elias Giger: And while the soulless minions of orthodoxy refused to follow up on his important research, I could hear the clarion call of destiny ringing in my ears.

Nog: Maybe the soulless minions of orthodoxy finally caught up with him.

Dr. Elias Giger: You turned me over to these soulless minions of orthodoxy.

[Working for a scientist named Geiger, and also searching for a missing teddy bear]
Jake Sisko: We're going to beard the lion in its den.
Nog: [Confused] Lions, Geigers, bears...
Jake Sisko: Oh, my.

Benjamin Sisko: Even in the darkest moments, you can always find something that will make you smile.
Rom: [to Sisko] Would you marry me? I mean us. I mean, would you perform our wedding ceremony?

Benjamin Sisko: Just don't forget the 190th Rule of Acquisition.
Nog: "Hear all, trust nothing." Good advice, sir.

Odo: You'd shoot a man in the back?
Elim Garak: Well, it's the safest way, isn't it?

Benjamin Sisko: When I first took command of this post, all I wanted was to be somewhere else—anywhere but here. But now, five years later, this has become my home, and you have become my family. And leaving this station—leaving you—is one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. But this war isn't over yet. I want you to know that while we were keeping the Dominion occupied, a Starfleet-Klingon task force crossed the border into Cardassia and destroyed the Dominion shipyards on Torros III. Your sacrifices, our sacrifices made that victory possible. But no victory can make this moment any easier for me. And I promise, I will not rest until I stand with you again—here—in this place where I belong.

Quark: All I know is that any marriage where the female is allowed to speak and wear clothing is doomed to failure.

Weyoun: It would appear Captain Sisko removed or destroyed everything of value.
Gul Dukat: [Noticing Sisko's baseball] Not everything.
Weyoun: What is that?
Gul Dukat: A message from Sisko.
Weyoun: I don't understand.
Gul Dukat: He's letting me know... he'll be back.

Season 6

Kira Nerys: Are you so deluded, you actually believe that we're going to have some sort of intimate relationship?
Gul Dukat: We already do.

Jadzia Dax: First we shed blood, then we feast.
Worf: As it should be.

Jadzia Dax: So, what do you plan on doing for the next couple of hours?
Benjamin Sisko: I hadn't given it much thought.
Jadzia Dax: Maybe now would be a good time to contact your father.
Benjamin Sisko: Maybe.
Jadzia Dax: Benjamin, you haven't spoken to him for months. And Jake is his grandson.
Benjamin Sisko: How do I explain that I evacuated every Federation citizen off Deep Space Nine except his grandson?
Jadzia Dax: You'll think of something. You always do.

Joseph Sisko: Are things really as bad as the news services say?
Benjamin Sisko: Maybe worse.
Joseph Sisko: Well, you certainly know how to comfort a frightened old man.
Benjamin Sisko: You didn't raise me to be a liar.
Joseph Sisko: I raised you to be a chef, for all the good it did me.

Joseph Sisko: You know, there's something I just don't understand. You're always telling me that space is big, that it's an endless frontier, filled with infinite wonders.
Benjamin Sisko: It's true.
Joseph Sisko: Well, if that's the case, you would think it would be more than enough room to allow people to leave each other alone.
Benjamin Sisko: [sighs] It just doesn't work that way. It should, but it doesn't.
[The crew stand on the shore of a desolate planet, in enemy territory, and watch as their wrecked ship sinks below the water].
Miles O'Brien: Oh, no.
Benjamin Sisko: What?
Miles O'Brien: I don't believe it!
Benjamin Sisko: What?
Miles O'Brien: I tore my pants.
Benjamin Sisko: [Laughing] You tore your pants?
Miles O'Brien: Yeah, I tore my pants. [Laughing] I guess, I guess I'm really in trouble now, huh?

Nog: You can walk in front of me, or beside me, but I won't turn my back on you again.
Elim Garak: Cadet, there may be hope for you yet.

Keevan: I assume you've brought along one of those famed Starfleet engineers who can turn rocks into replicators.

Dr. Julian Bashir: (as he is preparing for surgery on Keevan, several Jem'Hadar soldiers gather around) I'm not going to hurt him.
Keevan: They're not here to protect me. They've just never seen what the inside of a Vorta looks like.

Benjamin Sisko: And when they've reached this point, we'll have them in a crossfire.
Paul Gordon: They won't have a chance.
Elim Garak: That is the point. In case you've forgotten, we're in a war.
Miles O'Brien: There are rules, Garak, even in a war.
Elim Garak: Correction. Humans have rules in war. Rules that tend to make victory a little harder to achieve, in my opinion.
Paul Gordon: So we just shoot them down?
Lisa Neeley: They wouldn't hesitate if the situation was reversed.
Nog: But we're not the Jem'Hadar. It is our duty to—
Benjamin Sisko: This isn't a vote. The decision's mine. And Mister Garak is right. We are at war. Given the choice between us or them, there is no choice. Let's move out.

Remata'Klan: I have my orders.
Benjamin Sisko: Keevan doesn't deserve the unwavering loyalty you're giving him.
Remata'Klan: He does not have to earn my loyalty, Captain. He has had it from the moment I was conceived. I am a Jem'Hadar. He is a Vorta. It is the order of things.
Benjamin Sisko: Do you really want to give up your life for the order of things?
Remata'Klan: It is not my life to give up, Captain. And it never was.
Martok: I tell you, Worf, war is much more fun when you are winning. Defeat makes my wounds ache.

Martok: You see. They (the crew) have accepted him.
Worf: They have accepted him (Alexander) as the ship's fool.

Alexander: Do you ask this of every crew member?
Martok: I do not need to ask them. I look into their eyes and I know they have answered the call of Kahless.
Alexander: Well, so have I.
Martok: Lie to yourself if you must, but not to me.
Benjamin Sisko: We will fight, and we will keep on fighting, until we can't fight anymore!
Worf: They are not interrogating you, Mr. Garak. They are debriefing. There is a difference.
Garak: Not from where I'm sitting.

Benjamin Sisko: There's an old saying—fortune favors the bold. Well, I guess we're about to find out.

(after a ship of the combined fleet reported the need to fall back for repairs)
Garak: That's the eleventh ship to fall out of formation.
Dax: How nice of you to keep track of it.
Bashir: He can't help being negative. It's in his nature.
Garak: On the contrary, Doctor. I always hope for the best. Experience, unfortunately, has taught me to always expect the worst.

Nog: Can you believe it? They made me an ensign.
Miles O'Brien: I didn't realize things were going so bad.
Nog: Scary, isn't it?

Odo: [calling out] Kira!
Kira Nerys: I have nothing to say to you!
Odo: Major, I know you're angry...
Kira Nerys: Oh, you bet I'm angry. Do you have any idea what's going on?
Odo: Yes... well, sort of. I've been... occupied.
Kira Nerys: Dukat is bringing down the mine field, the Federation fleet is about to be overrun by Dominion reinforcements, and Weyoun has ordered Rom's execution and you have been occupied?
Odo: I just wanted to say I'm sorry.
Kira Nerys: Sorry? That's all you have to say? Well, let me tell you something. We are way, way past sorry.
[before the attack on the Dominion/Cardassian fleet]
Miles O'Brien: "Cannon to the right of them, Cannon to the left of them, Cannon in front of them, Volley'd and thunder'd..."
Julian Bashir: "Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell, Rode the six hundred."
Nog: Whatever it is you're quoting, I wish you'd stop!
. . .
[later, as the Defiant enters the wormhole and confronts a massive Dominion fleet]
Garak: Uh, Chief? How does that poem end?
O'Brien: You don't want to know.

Damar: [on Weyoun] I'd like to toss that smug little Vorta out the nearest airlock and his Founder with him.
Gul Dukat: [laughs] Now, now, Damar. That's no way to talk about our valued allies. Not until this war is over, anyway.

Gul Dukat: [to Weyoun] Have you ever been diagnosed as anhedonic?

Gul Dukat: A true victory is to make your enemy see they were wrong to oppose you in the first place, to force them to acknowledge your greatness!
Weyoun: Then you kill them?
Gul Dukat: Only if it's necessary.

Prophets: That (the Dominion reinforcements) is a corporeal matter. Corporeal matters do not concern us.
Benjamin Sisko: The hell they don't. What about Bajor? You sent the Bajorans orbs and emissaries. You even encouraged them to create an entire RELIGION around you. So don't you tell me corporeal matters don't concern you. You even told me once that you are of Bajor. You don't want me to end my life? Well, fine, neither do I! You want to be gods, then be gods. Look, I need a miracle here. Bajor needs a miracle. Stop those ships!
Prophet Gul Dukat: We are of Bajor.
Prophet Odo: But what of the Emmissary?
Prophet Weyoun: He is intrusive—
Prophet Odo: Belligerent—
Prophet Damar: Adversarial.
Prophet Gul Dukat: He tries to control the game.
Prophet Jake Sisko: A penance must be exacted.
Prophet Gul Dukat: We agree.
Prophet Weyoun: You are the Sisko.
Prophet Odo: The Emissary is of Bajor, but he will find no rest there.
Prophet Kira: His pagh will take another path.
Benjamin Sisko: And what path would that be?
(Vision ends)

[Garak sees Ziyal lying dead in the infirmary.]
Kira Nerys: She loved you.
Garak: I could never figure out why. I guess I never will.
Benjamin Sisko: I haven't met Worf's son yet. What's he like?
Martok: Well, he's a fine boy—dedicated, eager. He has the heart of his father. But he's not the best soldier I've ever seen.
[cut to Alexander telling a story in Quark's]
Alexander Rozhenko: —but when he ordered me to bring the system back on line, I thought he was still talking about the hydrostatic system, so—
Jadzia Dax: You didn't engage the pumps while the check valves were open?
Worf: He did.
Alexander: I flooded the entire deck with superheated hydraulic fluid. It took me three days to clean up! But I swear, it still smells like burned dog hair in there.

Julian Bashir: There's nothing more romantic than a wedding on DS9 in the springtime.
Miles O'Brien: When the neutrinos are in bloom.

[just before Bashir and O'Brien sit down to a huge meal]
Benjamin Sisko: What do you think you're doing?
Miles O'Brien: The wedding's been called off.
Martok: It's back on! Worf is apologizing to Jadzia at this very moment.
Benjamin Sisko: Quark, take it all away! No food for those on the path to Kal'Hyah!
Quark: No refunds for those on the path to Kal'Hyah, either. Sorry.

[Bashir and O'Brien, starving, thirsty, and hanging off a pole during Kal'Hyah (The Path of Clarity) before Worf's marriage]
Julian Bashir: Miles?
Miles O'Brien: Yeah?
Julian Bashir: It works. I've had a vision about the future. I can see it so clearly.
Miles O'Brien: What is it?
Julian Bashir: I'm going to kill Worf. I'm going to kill Worf! That’s what I'm going to do. I see it so clearly!
Miles O'Brien: Kill Worf.
Julian Bashir: Yeah, kill Worf.
[They lapse into a mantra of "Kill Worf".]

Martok: We are Klingons. We don't embrace other cultures; we conquer them.

Martok: [to Worf, before his wedding] We are not accorded the luxury of choosing the women we fall in love with. Do you think Sirella is anything like the woman I thought I'd marry? She is a mercurial, arrogant, prideful woman who shares my bed far too infrequently for my taste. And yet... I love her deeply. We Klingons often tout our prowess in battle and our desire for honor and glory above all else, but how hollow is the sound of victory without someone to share it with. And honor gives little comfort to a man alone in his home... and in his heart.
Quark: I've been a bartender a long time. I've seen all sorts of customers—sad ones, happy ones, complicated ones.
Kira: Uh-huh. And Bareil, where does he fit in?
Quark: He's one of the tormented ones.
Jack: There are rules! Don't talk with your mouth full. Don't open an airlock when someone's inside it. And don't lie about your genetic status.
[at the end of a crawlspace, Quark and Rom emerge into Sisko's office.]
Sisko: May I help you gentlemen?
Rom: [to Quark] I was following you.
Quark: Must have taken a wrong turn.
Sisko: [deadpan] It looks that way.

Brunt: [laughing] A child. A moron. A failure. And a... psychopath. Quite a little "team" you've put together.

Quark: Everyone, this is Keevan.
Rom: Hi. I'm Rom. This is Nog. That's Brunt—
Quark: Rom. He doesn't care.
Keevan: Truer words have never been spoken. I'll advise you all to send final messages to your loved ones and make sure your wills are in order.
Rom: Why?
Keevan: Because the moment we leave the station, you'll have signed your death warrants. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to take a nap.

Yelgrun: Your people have a reputation for cunning. I see that it's well-earned. Perhaps one day, the Ferengi will take their place as valued members of the Dominion.
Quark: Anything's possible.

Yelgrun: [trying to negotiate with Quark] And I thought the Breen were annoying.

Quark: No one's hiding, no one's escaping, and no one's surrendering! What's the matter with you people? Have you forgotten the Battle of Prexnak?
Rom: Who could forget the most important battle in Ferengi history?
Quark: Ten Ferengi stood alone against two hundred and seventy-three Lytasians.
Gaila: As I recall, all ten Ferengi were slaughtered.
Quark: The point is, we Ferengi are just as tough as anybody in the galaxy. And this is our chance to prove it once and for all.
Leck: Quark's right. Let's do it for Ishka. Let's do it for the Grand Nagus. Let's do it for Ferengis everywhere.
Brunt: Let's do it for an equal share of fifty bars of gold-pressed latinum. That they can all agree on.
Gaila: It always comes down to profit with you people, doesn't it?
Brunt: We're Ferengi.
Quark: And that's why I love you. Fifty bars it is. Minus my usual finder's fee.

[Gaila tries to shoot Quark but accidentally shoots Keevan.]
Keevan: I hate Ferengi. [falls over dead]
Benjamin Sisko: Now, let me get this straight: you're not responsible for what happened during the occupation, the Bajorans are, hmm?
Gul Dukat: Yes! Yes, exactly!
Sisko: So, why do you think they didn't appreciate this rare opportunity you were offering them, hmm?
Dukat: Because they were blind, ignorant fools. If only they had cooperated with us, we could have turned their world into a paradise! From the moment we arrived on Bajor, it was clear that we were the superior race. But they couldn't accept that. They wanted to be treated as equals when they most certainly were not. Militarily, technologically, culturally, we were almost a century ahead of them in every way! We did not choose to be the superior race! Fate handed us our role! And it would've been so much easier on everyone if the Bajorans had simply accepted their role. But no. Day after day, they clustered in their temples and prayed for deliverance, and night after night, they planted bombs outside of our homes! Pride. Stubborn, unyielding pride. From the servant girl that cleaned my quarters, to the condemned man toiling in a labour camp, to the terrorist skulking through the hills of Dahkur Province. They all wore their pride like some twisted badge of honour.
Sisko: And you hated them for it.
Dukat: Of course I hated them! I hated everything about them! Their superstitions, and their cries for sympathy, their treachery and their lies! Their smug superiority and their stiff necked obstinacy! Their earrings and their broken wrinkled noses!
Sisko: You should've killed them all, hmm?
Dukat: Yes! Yes! That's right, isn't it? I knew it! I've always known it! I should have killed every last one of them! I should have turned their planet into a graveyard the likes of which the galaxy had never seen! I should have killed them all...
[Sisko clubs him over the head with a metal pole]
Sisko: And that is why you're not an evil man.
[Quark's obtained a cache of what he thinks are bricks of gold-pressed latinum]
Quark: It's mine, all mine! [he holds up two bricks to Odo] What you are about to hear is the most beautiful sound in the galaxy! [He knocks the two bricks together, but instead of making a clinking sound, they crumble. To Quark's horror, when he checks other bricks, the same thing happens] No, that, that can't be! There's no latinum in these bricks!
Odo: What?
Quark: Someone's extracted all the latinum! There's nothing here but worthless gold!
Odo: [unable to hide his amusement] And it's all yours. [he chuckles and walks away, while Quark frantically checks the bricks for any sign of latinum]
Quark: No! Noooo! NOOOOO!
Quark/Herb: Would someone please shoot me and put me out of my misery?
Bashir/Jules: Oh, how I long for a gun.

[Benny is told to stay home during a photo shoot because he is African-American]
Douglas Pabst: It's just a photo.
Benny Russell: I'll try to remember that.

Benny Russell: I am a human being. You can deny me all you want, but you cannot deny Ben Sisko. He exists.
You can pulp a story, but you cannot destroy an idea. Don’t you understand? That’s ancient knowledge. You cannot destroy an idea.

Benny Russell: Tell me, please. Who am I?
The Preacher: Don’t you know?
Benny Russell: Tell me.
The Preacher: You are the dreamer… and the dream.

Joseph Sisko: The question is, what are you going to do?
Benjamin Sisko: The only thing I can do. Stay here and finish the job I started. And if I fail—
Joseph: “I have fought the good fight. I finished the course. I have kept the faith.
Benjamin: I have begun to wonder. What if it wasn’t a dream? What if this life we’re leading, all of this—you and me, everything—what if all of this is the illusion?
Joseph: That’s a scary thought.
Benjamin: I know. I know. But maybe, just maybe, Benny isn’t the dream. We are. Maybe we’re nothing more than figments of his imagination. For all we know, at this very moment, somewhere far beyond all those distant stars, Benny Russell is dreaming of us.
[O'Brien, Bashir and Dax are all 1 centimeter tall]
Miles O'Brien: Are you telling me I'm going to be this bloody tall for the rest of my life?
Julian Bashir: [indicating smaller] This bloody tall, actually.

Julian Bashir: This conduit’s filthy, Chief. Don’t you ever clean up in here?
Jadzia Dax: All right, all right. Let’s not badger the Chief.
Miles O’Brien: Thank you!
Julian Bashir: I’m sorry. It was very small of me.

Julian Bashir: It’s amazing! It’s like we’re in the middle of an optronic forest!

Worf: "This is the story of a little ship that took a little trip." What do you think?
Jadzia Dax: [struggling] It’s, uh... well, it rhymes. [grabs the padd from him] There’s nothing on this padd!
[Worf gives a rare grin]

Odo: Are you sure that you two returned to your original height?
Miles O'Brien: Why do you ask?
Odo: It's just that you both seem to be a couple of centimeters shorter. A Changeling notices these sort of things.
Quark: Actually now that I think about it, you both do seem a little on the petite side.
Julian Bashir: Infirmary.
[Both run to the infirmary]
Quark: [to Odo] And they say you don't have a sense of humor.
[Quark and Odo chuckle]
Liam Bilby: Let me ask you something—back home, wherever that is, you got a family?
Miles O'Brien: Yeah.
Liam Bilby: Good. After all, that's the most important thing.
Worf: I have a sense of humor. On the Enterprise, I was considered to be quite amusing.
Jadzia Dax: That must've been one dull ship.
Worf: That is a joke. I get it. It is not funny, but I get it.

Lasaran: A Klingon. Why did they have to send a Klingon?
Jadzia Dax: I'm a Trill. Does that make you feel any better?
Lasaran: Are you trying to be funny?
Jadzia Dax: Not at all. [nods to Worf] He's the funny one.

Worf: Your problem is that you can't accept change.
Jadzia Dax: I can't accept change?
Worf: That's right.
Jadzia Dax: You've got to be kidding. I've changed bodies six times!
Odo: Well, if you won't talk about it, perhaps you should consider doing something about it.
Luther Sloan: Let's just say I belong to another branch of Starfleet Intelligence. Our official designation is Section 31.
Julian Bashir: Never heard of it.
Luther Sloan: We keep a low profile. Works out better that way for all concerned.
Julian Bashir: And what does Section 31 do, apart from kidnapping Starfleet officers?
Luther Sloan: We search out and identify potential dangers to the Federation.
Julian Bashir: And once identified?
Luther Sloan: We deal with them.
Julian Bashir: How?
Luther Sloan: Quietly.
Julian Bashir: So if I had been a Dominion agent, what would have happened to me?
Luther Sloan: We wouldn't be standing here having this conversation.
Julian Bashir: [appalled] Starfleet sanctions what you're doing?
Luther Sloan: We don't submit reports or ask approval for specific operations, if that's what you mean. We're an autonomous department.
Julian Bashir: Authorized by whom?
Luther Sloan: Section 31 was part of the original Starfleet charter.
Julian Bashir: But that was 200 years ago. Are you telling me you've been working on your own, ever since? Without specific orders? Accountable to nobody but yourselves?
Luther Sloan: You make it sound so ominous.
Julian Bashir: Isn't it? Because if what you say to me is true, you function as judge, jury, and executioner, and I think that's too much power. For anyone.

Luther Sloan: We're on the same team. We believe in the same principles that every other Federation citizen holds dear.
Julian Bashir: And yet you violate those principles as a matter of course.
Luther Sloan: In order to protect them.
Julian Bashir: Well, I'm sorry. But the ends don't always justify the means.
Luther Sloan: Really? [considers for a moment] How many lives do you suppose you've saved in your medical career?
Julian Bashir: What has that got to do with anything?
Luther Sloan: Hundreds? Thousands? Do you suppose those people give a damn that you lied to get into Starfleet Medical? I doubt it. We deal with threats to the Federation that jeopardize its very survival. If you knew how many lives we've saved, I think you'd agree that the ends do justify the means. Now, I'm not afraid of bending the rules every once in a while if the situation warrants it. And I don't think you are, either.
Quark: Thank you, Captain. Thank you for restoring my faith in the 98th Rule of Acquisition: "Every man has his price."

Benjamin Sisko: My father always used to say that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. I laid the first stone right there. I'd committed myself. I'd pay any price, go to any lengths, because my cause was righteous, my intentions were good.

Benjamin Sisko: That was my first moment of real doubt, when I started to wonder if this whole thing was a mistake. So then I went back to my office. And there was a new casualty list, waiting for me. People are dying out there, every day! Entire worlds are struggling for their freedom, and here I am still worrying about the finer points of morality! No, I, I had to keep my eye on the ball, win the war, stopping the bloodshed—those were the priorities. So I pushed on, and every time another doubt appeared before me, I just found another way to shove it aside.

Benjamin Sisko: Welcome aboard, Senator, I'm Captain Benjamin Sisko.
Vreenak: So... you're the Commander of Deep Space Nine and the Emissary to the Prophets, decorated combat officer, widower, father, mentor, and oh yes, the man who started the war with the Dominion. Somehow, I thought you'd be taller.
Benjamin Sisko: Sorry to disappoint you.
Vreenak: To be honest, my opinion of Starfleet Officers is so low, you'd have to work very hard indeed to disappoint me.

Benjamin Sisko: Who's watching Tolar?
Elim Garak: I've locked him in his quarters. I've also left him with the distinct impression that if he attempts to force the door open, it may explode.
Benjamin Sisko: I hope that's just an impression.
Elim Garak: It's best not to dwell on such minutiae.

Elim Garak: If you can let your anger subside for a moment, Captain, you will see that they did not die in vain! The Romulans will enter the war!
Benjamin Sisko: There's no guarantee of that!
Elim Garak: Oh, but I think there is. You see, when the Tal Shiar finishes examining the wreckage of Vreenak's shuttle, they'll find the burnt remnants of a Cardassian optolithic data rod that somehow miraculously survived the explosion. After painstaking forensic examination, they'll discover that the rod contains a recording of a high level Dominion meeting at which the invasion of Romulus was being planned.
Benjamin Sisko: And then they will discover that it is a fraud!
Elim Garak: No, but I don't think that they will! Because any imperfections in the forgery will thought to be as a result of the explosion! So, with a seemingly legitimate rod in one hand, and a dead Senator in the other, I ask you, Captain—what conclusions would you draw?
Benjamin Sisko: [sighs] That Vreenak obtained the rod on Soukara, and that the Dominion killed him to prevent him from returning to Romulus with it.
Elim Garak: Precisely. And the more they deny it, the more the Romulans will think that they are guilty because it is exactly what they would have done in their place. [pauses]That's why you came to me. Isn't it, Captain? Because you knew I could do those things that you weren't capable of doing. Well, it worked. And you'll get what you want—a war between the Romulans and the Dominion. And if your conscience is bothering you, you should soothe it with the knowledge that you may have just saved the entire Alpha Quadrant. And all it cost was the life of one Romulan Senator, one criminal, and the self-respect of one Starfleet officer. I don't know about you, but I'd call that a bargain.

Benjamin Sisko: At 0800 hours, station time, the Romulan Empire formally declared war on the Dominion. They have already struck fifteen bases along the Cardassian border. So, this is a huge victory for the good guys! This may even be the turning point of the entire war. There is even a 'Welcome to the Fight' party tonight in the ward room. So... I lied. I cheated. I bribed men to cover the crimes of other men. I am an accessory to murder. But the most damning thing of all is—I think I can live with it. And if I'd have to do it all over again, I would. Garak was right about one thing. A guilty conscience is a small price to pay for the safety of the Alpha Quadrant, so I will learn to live with it... because I can live with it. [pauses] I can live with it. [pauses] Computer, erase that entire personal log.

Vreenak: It's a fake!!
Kira Nerys: I thought we could have dinner.
Odo: And then what?
Kira Nerys: I don't know; maybe we could go dancing!
Odo: And then I suppose you'll want me to kiss you!
Kira Nerys: It's possible!
Odo: Well, then, who needs dinner? Why don't I just kiss you now and get it over with?!
Kira Nerys: Well, why don't you?!
[He does]
Kira Nerys: You're right—who needs dinner?
[She kisses him back]
Jake Sisko: I don't even know who you are anymore.
Nog: I'm the chief engineer of the starship Valiant.
Jake Sisko: I'll have them put that on your tombstone.

Nog: You gonna write a story about all this?
Jake Sisko: Probably.
Nog: What are you going to say?
Jake Sisko: What do you think I should say?
Nog: That it was a good ship, with a good crew, that made a mistake. We let ourselves blindly follow Captain Watters, and he led us over a cliff.
Dorian Collins: That's not true. Captain Watters was a great man.
Nog: Dorian, he got everyone killed.
Dorian Collins: If he failed, it was because we failed him.
Nog: [to Jake] Put that in your story too. Let people read it, decide for themselves.
[Nog gives her his Red Squad insignia]
Nog: He may have been a hero. He may have even been a great man. But in the end, he was a bad captain.
Jadzia Dax: By the way, what does "gung-gung-gung" mean?
Worf: [suddenly intrigued] Why do you ask?
Jadzia Dax: It was the strangest thing. When I was taking Yoshi home, he kept shaking his rattle and saying "gung-gung-gung."
Worf: [brightening] He did?
Jadzia Dax: He seemed to be getting a kick out of it. What does it mean?
Worf: That is between Yoshi and me.
Jake Sisko: Quark, listen. I'm working on a crime novel, but I've hit a wall in my writing. It's not truthful anymore—phony, artificial. I'm having trouble creating real, flesh-and-blood characters, especially nefarious ones. If you could just let me just watch and listen as you pull off whatever it is you're going to pull off, it could really help me out. You could give me insight. I could even model my lead character after you.
Quark: Lesson number one: no one involved in an extralegal activity thinks of themselves as nefarious.
Jake Sisko: Sorry.
Quark: I'm a businessman, okay? Now, if you're interested in learning more about my business, I think that could be arranged.

Quark: I should have remembered the 285th Rule of Acquisition: “No good deed ever goes unpunished.”
[Jadzia and Worf have just announced that they are trying to have a baby.]
Jadzia Dax: Well, you two are awfully quiet.
Julian Bashir: Uh, look, um, I don't want to dampen your spirits, Jadzia, but I told you before you were married that, from a medical point-of-view, it wouldn't be easy for a Trill and a Klingon to have a child.
Quark: And I'm worried the kid'll end up looking like his father.
Jadzia: [offended] Well, I hope she does. [makes a face and walks off in a huff]
Bashir: A baby.
Quark: It's bad enough she married that Klingon psychopath.
Bashir: A baby. Do you have any idea what that means?
Quark: That their marriage is gonna last. A lot longer than we thought.

[Odo and Kira have just patched up their first argument as a couple.]
Odo: You know, Nerys, observing humanoid relationships and being in one... are very different things.
Kira Nerys: Like night and day.

Weyoun: Pagh-Wraiths and Prophets? All this talk of gods strikes me as nothing more than superstitious nonsense.
Damar: You believe that the Founders are gods, don't you?
Weyoun: That's different.
Damar: [laughs] In what way?
Weyoun: The Founders are gods.

Gul Dukat: [gently speaking to an unconscious Jadzia] I know this is small comfort, but I never intended you any harm.

Jadzia: [weakly] I'm... I'm sorry.
Worf: Save your strength.
Jadzia: Our baby... would've been so beautiful.
[Jadzia dies. Worf howls in rage and to warn the afterlife that a Klingon warrior has arrived.]
* Jadzia Dax's final words in the series.

Season 7

Odo: Nerys. I realize that things may seem bleak at the moment. But there's always hope.
Kira Nerys: When did you turn into an optimist?
Odo: Must have been that day in front of Quark's when we kissed for the first time.
Kira: That was some kiss, wasn't it?
Odo: Changed my life.

Weyoun: Tell me, Damar. When you're alone, do you even bother with a glass, or do you just drink that swill (kanar) directly from the bottle?
Damar: Depends on my mood.

Joseph Sisko: Life is full of choices. You make them and hope for the best. Sometimes you're right. Sometimes you're not.

Benjamin Sisko: Are there any other secrets I should know about?
Joseph Sisko: Just my gumbo recipe. But I'm taking that to my grave.

Quark: What makes you think she wants to spend eternity there [in Sto-Vo-Kor]? I know I certainly wouldn't. Imagine what it must be like. Hordes of rampaging Klingons. Fighting and singing, sweating and belching.
Julian Bashir: Sound like this place on a Saturday night.
Quark: Would you want to spend eternity here?
Benjamin Sisko: Dax. I can't believe it.
Ezri Dax: I can hardly believe it myself. But I'm Dax. I mean, I'm not Jadzia Dax—I'm Ezri Dax. But I have all of Jadzia's memories. Not to mention Lela's, Tobin's, Emony's, Audrid's, Joran's, Curzon's. Am I forgetting anyone?
Benjamin Sisko: Torias.
Ezri Dax: Right. You are probably asking yourself, who is this person? How did she get the symbiont? Do I want another Dax in my life? Does she always talk this much? These are very good questions. And I wish I had good answers for you.

[after first seeing Ezri Dax]
Jake Sisko: She is so cute.
Benjamin Sisko: She is also about three hundred years too old for you.

Odo: [To Kira] Well, I was hoping that our relationship would be a long and happy one, but I suppose I'm willing to settle for short and exciting.

Kira Nerys: Kiss Me, Deadly. Interesting title.
Odo: Hmm. The book isn't bad, either. I think you'll enjoy it.
Kira: I'm sure I will, but is this really the right time to start reading a book?
Odo: Well, maybe not. But I know how much you hate all this waiting, and Mike Hammer has certain qualities I think you'll appreciate,
Kira: Such as?
Odo: He's as tough as they come, and he hates waiting almost as much as you do.
Kira: Oh, I like him already.

Admiral Ross: You can blink now, Colonel. You've won. Senator Cretak has agreed to remove the weapons from Durna.
Kira: What changed her mind?
Admiral Ross: I told her if she didn't remove them, I would.
Kira: Then what changed your mind?
Admiral Ross: You did. Remind me never to play poker with you.
Elim Garak: [to Ezri] I don't need someone to walk in here and hold my hand. I want someone to help me get back to work and you, my dear, are not up to this task. Well, look at you; you're pathetic. A confused child trying to live up to a legacy left by her predecessors. You're not worthy of the name Dax. I knew Jadzia. She was vital, alive. She owned herself, and you, you don't even know who you are. How dare you presume to help me? You can't even help yourself. Now get out of here, before I say something unkind.

Ezri Dax: It's a strange sensation, dying. No matter how many times it happens to you, you never get used to it.
[playing baseball]
Benjamin Sisko: All right, Niners, let's hear some chatter!
Niners: [chants along the lines of "Hey, batter batter batter!"]
Worf: Death to the opposition.

Julian Bashir: What are you eating?
Miles O'Brien: I'm not eating—I'm chewing.
Julian Bashir: Chewing what?
Miles O'Brien: Gum. It's traditional. I had the replicator create me some.
Julian Bashir: They just chewed it?
Miles O'Brien: No, they infused it with flavor.
Julian Bashir: What did you infuse it with?
Miles O'Brien: Scotch. Here—try some.
Julian Bashir: Mmmm!

[Odo declares that Worf has struck out]
Worf: WHAT?! What are you talking about?! That ball was at least half a metre out! How could you call it a strike?! REVERSE THE CALL! REVERSE THE CALL!
Benjamin Sisko: [rushes over] Are you blind?! That was low and outside!
Worf: The ball was clearly outside!
Benjamin Sisko: What the hell were you looking at?! You can't tell me that ball was over the plate! What were you doing—REGENERATING?!
Odo: [calmly] Caught the outside corner.
[Worf and Sisko continue to protest over each other]
Odo: Gentlemen, you are trying my patience.
Benjamin Sisko: You stole the run from us! You stole it, just as if you reached up and tore it off the score board!
[Begins poking Odo in the chest]
Benjamin Sisko: You stole it from us!
Benjamin Sisko: What?!
Odo: “No player shall at anytime make contact with the umpire in any manner. The prescribed penalty for the violation is immediate ejection from the game.” Rule number 4.06, subsection A, paragraph four. Look it up, but do it in the stands. YOU'RE GONE!
[Sisko walks off]
Benjamin Sisko: [Muttering to himself] It was a ball. It was no strike. I know it was a ball.
Julian Bashir: Chief?
Miles O'Brien: What?
Julian Bashir: I think that means you're in charge now.
Miles O'Brien: You're right. [To the team] What are you standing around for? You never seen a man thrown out of a game?

[Nog catches the ball as the Vulcan runs past him. We see that the Vulcan's foot does not actually touch home plate. Odo (the umpire) says nothing.]
Nog: What? What happened?
Miles O'Brien: He didn't touch home, Nog!
Nog: Well, what do I do?
Worf: Find him and kill him!
Jack: The fact is that the universe is going to stop expanding and it is going to collapse in on itself. We have to do something before it is too late.
Patrik: How much time do we have left?
Jack: 60 trillion years. 70 at the most.
Patrik: Oh, no.

Sarina: If I had to choose someone to replace Atlas and hold up the world, it'd be Miles. He'd do it with a smile, too. And Kira. She never doubts herself. Which is what Odo finds so fascinating, because he doubts everything but her.
Julian Bashir: What about Ezri?
Sarina: [considers] The moment she realizes she's more than just the sum of her parts, she's really going to be something.
Bashir: I can't believe you saw all that after only just a few hours. I'm going to have to start putting on my poker face.
Sarina: Too late. You've already given yourself away.
Bashir: Really? [Sarina nods] And how would you describe me?
Sarina: Compassionate. Brilliant. Lonely.
Bashir: Well, two out of three isn't bad.
Sarina: Which two?
Bashir: That would be telling.

Bashir: Sarina. Talk to me… please. I know you can. What’s wrong? Is it me? If it is, don’t be afraid. I’m going to do whatever it takes to make it right… because I love you. I want us to be together. Tell me. Do you love me?
Sarina: I don’t know. I don’t even understand what love is. I don’t understand anything.
Bashir: Sarina—
Sarina: What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to feel? Tell me. I want to make you happy. I owe you everything.
Bashir: Shh. You don’t owe me. You don’t owe me anything.
Sarina: I’m sorry. I wish I could be the woman you want me to be.
Bashir: Shh.

Bashir: How could I have been so blind? What was I thinking, trying to move things along so fast? She needed time. I didn’t give it to her. I came this close to driving her back inside herself. I’m supposed to be a doctor. I’m supposed to put my patient’s needs above my own.
Miles O’Brien: You didn’t want to be lonely anymore. Nobody does.
O'Brien: But remember—be discreet.
Nog: Rule of Acquisition 168: "Whisper your way to success."

Kira Nerys: [to Odo] I know to Starfleet the Prophets are nothing more than wormhole aliens, but to me, they're gods. I can't prove it. Then, again, I don't have to because my faith in them is enough. Just as Weyoun's faith in you was enough for him.

Odo: Has it ever occurred to you that the reason you believe the Founders are gods is because that's what they want you to believe? That they built it into your genetic code?
Weyoun: Of course they did; that's what gods do. After all, why be a god if there's no one to worship you?

Odo: You still haven't answered my question. Why did you decide to defect?
Weyoun: I realize my place is with you.
Odo: You can do better than that.
Weyoun: Then let's just say I left Cardassia because my life was in danger.
Odo: From whom?
Weyoun: Everyone.
Odo: Aren't you being a little paranoid?
Weyoun: Of course I'm paranoid—everyone's trying to kill me.

Miles O'Brien: How could he do this to me? How could he leave me adrift, mid-river, without a paddle?
Rom: What river would that be?
Miles O'Brien: You know, the Great Material Continuum.
Rom: That river. It can be very treacherous.
Miles O'Brien: Tell me about it. Well, I suppose the good news is with Nog gone, nothing else can go missing.
[in a cargo bay, General Martok knocks over a crate]
Martok: Where is my case of bloodwine?!
Worf: I do not know, General, but I promise you I will find out.

Weyoun: "We become the ice". Only a god could think of such a thing.
Odo: Well, let's just hope the Jem'Hadar give up their search before we freeze to death.
Weyoun: My faith will keep me warm.
Odo: Perhaps. But in an hour, you may want to trade in that faith for a thermal blanket.
Kor: Help me, Worf. Help me end my life as I've lived it—as a warrior.

Kor: Savor the fruit of life, my young friends. It has a sweet taste when it is fresh from the vines. But don’t live too long: the taste turns bitter.

Martok: [on Kor] I've hated his name for almost thirty years. I've dreamed of the day when I would see him stripped of his rank and privilege, left without honor or a friend, or the power of his birthright. And I've had that moment now... and I took no joy from it.

Kor: (as Worf is departing to lead a suicide mission) I came to wish you well. I look forward to seeing you at the gates to Sto-Vo-Kor.
Worf: As do I.
Kor: Do you have any message you would like me to convey to Jadzia?
[He presses a hypospray to Worf's neck, knocking him unconscious.]
Kor: When I reach the halls of the hallowed dead, I will find your beloved, and remind her that her husband is a noble warrior, and that he still loves no one but her. Goodbye, my friend. Live well.

Kor: (as he is beamed away) Long live the Empire!

(Kor's ship has saved the rest of the Klingon Fleet)
Martok: How? How did that pompous old man hold off an entire Jem'Hadar fleet with only one ship?
Worf: Does it matter?
Martok: Give me that bottle! [seizes a bottle of bloodwine from one of his subordinates and knocks the top off it with his dagger] To Kor! The Dahar Master, and noble warrior to the end!
Quark: Let me tell you something about hu-mons, nephew. They're a wonderful, friendly people as long as their bellies are full and their holosuites are working, but take away their creature comforts, deprive them of food, sleep, sonic showers, put their lives in jeopardy over an extended period of time and those same, friendly, intelligent, wonderful people will become as nasty and as violent as the most bloodthirsty Klingon. You don't believe me? Look at those faces. Look in their eyes.

Quark: Rule of Acquisition 125: “You can't make a deal if you're dead.”

Sisko: (looking around at the aftermath of the battle) We held.
Reese: Those were our orders, sir.

Worf: (searching for words to console Sisko) This was a great victory. One worthy of story and song.
Sisko: It cost enough.
Kira Nerys: (to Benyan, a Pagh-Wraith worshipper) I've always found that when people try to convince others of their beliefs, it's because they're really trying to convince themselves.

Gul Dukat: (to Kira Nerys) Your anger is a challenge. I welcome it, because in the end it will only help me better serve the Pagh-Wraiths.
[Nog has chosen Vic Fontaine's holoprogram as his Rehab]
Ezri Dax: At first, it struck me as a little... peculiar. But after I thought it over, I began to think that maybe this is a good sign after all.
Quark: How can hiding in one of Julian's adolescent programs be a good sign?
Julian Bashir: Hey...
Jake Sisko: It could be worse. He could be hiding in the Alamo program.
Leeta: Or that ridiculous secret agent program.
Julian Bashir: Hey.
Rom: Or that stupid Viking program.
Julian Bashir: HEY!

Nog: When the war began, I wasn't happy or anything. But I was eager. I wanted to test myself. I wanted to prove I had what it took to be a soldier. And I saw a lot of combat. I saw a lot of people get hurt. I saw a lot of people die. But I didn't think anything was going to happen to me. And then suddenly, Dr. Bashir is telling me he has to cut my leg off. I couldn't believe it. I still can't believe it. If I can get shot, if I can lose my leg, anything can happen to me, Vic. I could die tomorrow. I don't know if I'm ready to face that. If I stay here, at least I know what the future is going to be like.
Vic Fontaine: You stay here, you're gonna die. Not all at once, but little by little. Eventually, you'll become as hollow as I am.
Nog: You don't seem hollow to me.
Vic Fontaine: Compared to you, I'm hollow as a snare drum. Look, kid, I don't know what's going to happen to you out there. All I can tell you is that you've got to play the cards life deals you. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. But at least you're in the game.
Yanas Tigan: Ezri Tigan—Dax—you tell your commanding officer that your mother is a very difficult woman and that she refuses to help look for Mr. O'Brien unless you're allowed to return home right away.

Ezri Dax: Where's your report?
Julian Bashir: Oh, it's in there. It's the one with Captain Sisko's boot prints all over it.

Julian: Would it help that if I said that, as someone who isn't especially close to his parents, I sympathize?
Ezri: I'm about to present my family with a whole new Ezri. And to tell you the truth, they didn't really know what to make of the old one.

Ezri: [indicating a painting above the fireplace] Is this yours?
Norvo: Mom insisted on hanging it in here. I hate it.
Ezri: Why?
Norvo: Well, the composition is puerile and obvious, the colors belong on a child's toy, and the technique is laughable.
Ezri: But other than that—
Norvo: It's perfect.
Rom: This is an alternate universe; shouldn't everything be different?
Benjamin Sisko: You want to know? You really want to know what my problem is? I'll tell you—Las Vegas, 1962. That's my problem. In 1962, black people weren't very welcome there! Oh, sure, they could be performers or janitors, but customers? Never!
Kasidy Yates: Maybe that's the way it was in the real Vegas, but that's not the way it is at Vic's. I have never felt uncomfortable there, and neither has Jake.
Benjamin Sisko: But don't you see?! That's the lie! In 1962, the Civil Rights Movement was still in its infancy! It wasn't an easy time for our people, and I'm not going to pretend that it was!
Kasidy Yates: Baby... I know that Vic's isn't a totally accurate representation of the way things were, but... it isn't meant to be. It shows us the way things could have been—the way they should have been.
Benjamin Sisko: We cannot ignore the truth about the past.
Kasidy Yates: Going to Vic's isn't going to make us forget who we are or where we came from. What it does is reminds us that we are no longer bound by any limitations, except the ones we impose on ourselves.

Julian Bashir: A vodka martini. Stirred, not shaken.
Ezri Dax: Right away, sir.
Garak: [laughing] Ah, yes, Romulus. How well I remember it. You'll find the predominant color to be grey. The buildings, the clothes, the people. Did you know that the Romulan heart itself is grey? It's true. And altogether appropriate for such an unimaginative race.

Garak: How sad. I must tell you, I'm disappointed in hearing you mouth the usual platitudes of peace and friendship regarding an implacable foe like the Romulans. But I live in hope that one day you'll come to see this universe for what it truly is, rather than what you wish it to be.
Bashir: Then I shall endeavor to become more cynical with each passing day, look gift horses squarely in the mouth, and find clouds in every silver lining.
Garak: If only you meant it.

Julian Bashir: This war isn't over, and you're already planning for the next.
Luther Sloan: Well put.

Julian Bashir: Admiral, where's Sloan?
Admiral Ross: Sloan's dead.
Julian Bashir: Admiral... where's Sloan?

Admiral Ross: Inter arma enim silent leges.
Julian Bashir: "In times of war, the law falls silent." Cicero. Is that what we've become? A 24th Century Rome driven on nothing more than the certainty that Caesar can do no wrong?
Weyoun: I wonder what the Defiant was doing out there?
Damar: Looking for survivors from the Koraga.
Weyoun: For that long?
Damar: Our adversaries don't view their soldiers as expendable. They're not bred in hatcheries like the Jem'Hadar.
Weyoun: If you have something to say, Damar, say it.
Damar: Do you have any idea of the casualties Cardassia has taken? There's not one family who hasn't lost someone to this war!
Weyoun: Their sacrifice will not be in vain. We will be victorious. [Damar takes another drink] A bit early, isn't it, even for you?
Damar: Something to warm the bones. It's freezing in here!
Weyoun: The Founder prefers it that way.
Damar: I don't see why we should suffer, she hasn't been in here for days!
Weyoun: Feel free to dress warmly.
Damar: I wonder what she does in her quarters all day. She didn't look well the last time I saw her. [sarcastically] I hope she's not ill!
Weyoun: How can a god be ill?
Damar: Perhaps she's not a god.

[Worf has just killed Weyoun Seven. Damar checks for a pulse and, after confirming Weyoun is dead, bursts into laughter]
Damar: [to Weyoun Seven's corpse] Overconfidence... the hallmark of the Weyouns. Maybe the Founders should eliminate that from your genetic recipe next time! [to Worf] They'll just make another copy of him, you know. You should have killed me; there's only one Damar.
Worf: I will keep that in mind.

[Damar is drinking alone when Weyoun Eight walks in]
Damar: [mockingly raises his glass] Well hello!
Weyoun Eight: [annoyed] I'm glad to see you find the death of my predecessor so amusing.
Damar: Oh, you misjudge me, I miss him deeply. Here! [pours himself another drink] Let's drink to Weyoun Seven!
Weyoun Eight: When will the prisoners be executed?
Damar: When the trial is completed. Legal protocol must be observed.
Weyoun Eight: When?
Damar: The execution is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, fourteen hundred hours.
Weyoun Eight: Have they agreed to cooperate?
Damar: No. Maybe you should talk to Worf again! [cackles gleefully]

[Damar, Weyoun and the Breen officer Thot Gor are overseeing Dominion military reports]
Damar: Septimus Three has fallen.
Weyoun Eight: Excuse me?
Damar: Septimus Three. An entire Cardassian Order has been wiped out. Five hundred thousand men!
Weyoun Eight: [dismissive] Oh, yes. A great tragedy.
Damar: You promised reinforcements!
Weyoun Eight: I promised nothing of the kind. I said the situation would be dealt with, and it was.
Damar: [appalled] By leaving them to be slaughtered by the Klingons?!
Weyoun Eight: If you will calm down and listen, I will explain. The sacrifice made by the Eleventh Order will not be in vain. They forced the Klingons to commit worthwhile valuable troops and resources to capture a strategically worthless planet. [Thot Gor makes an affirmative noise] I'm glad you agree.
Damar: [outraged] Well, I don't. You condemned a half million loyal Cardassians!
Weyoun Eight: If they were truly loyal Cardassian, then they died willingly for the Dominion. There can be no greater sacrifice.
Damar: How many more sacrifices will my people be asked to make?!
Weyoun Eight: Your people, Damar? We are all one with the Dominion. Vorta, Cardassian, Jem'Hadar, the Breen. We all serve the Founders and we will all make whatever sacrifices they deem necessary.

[Damar has just killed the Jem'Hadar guards taking Worf and Ezri to their execution]
Damar: [handing over the guards' plasma rifles] There's a Cardassian patrol ship sitting in Launch Bay 3-A, two levels above us. Its computer has all the necessary information to get you past our security checkpoints.
Ezri: Why are you doing this?
Damar: I want you to give a message to the Federation. Tell them they have an ally on Cardassia.
Worf: Why should we trust you?
Damar: You can either trust me, or you can stay here and be executed.
Ezri: I vote for Option One.

Damar: [to Weyoun Eight, who has to inform the Founder Worf and Ezri escaped] Oh, I'm sure she'll understand. But if she doesn't... I look forward to meeting Weyoun Nine.
Weyoun: There's something different about you today, Damar, I can't quite put my finger on it. It’s almost as if you're half dressed—
Damar: What are you talking about?
Weyoun: You don't have a bottle in your hand.

[Legate Damar and Gul Rusot are plotting to secede from the Dominion]
Rusot: It doesn't seem right, all this plotting and secrecy. What are we, Romulans?
Damar: No, we're Cardassians. But right now, Cardassia is an occupied territory, and to defeat an occupying army requires careful planning and secrecy.
Rusot: Can we really hope to defeat the Dominion? With the Breen on their side, they're stronger than ever!
Damar: But we will be fighting to win back our homes and our freedom, and that will make us even stronger.

[Damar and Rusot are making their final preperations to betray the Dominion]
Rusot: We're going to lose many fine soldiers.
Damar: At least they'll be dying for Cardassia, and not the Dominion.

Damar: And so two years ago, our government signed a treaty with the Dominion. In it, the Dominion promised to extend Cardassia's influence throughout the Alpha Quadrant. In exchange, we pledged ourselves to join the war against the Federation and its allies. Cardassians have never been afraid of war, a fact we've proven time and again over these past two years. Seven million of our brave soldiers have given their lives to fulfil our part of the agreement, and what has the Dominion done in return? Nothing. We've gained no new territories. In fact, our influence throughout the quadrant has diminished. And to make matters worse, we are no longer masters in our own home. Travel anywhere on Cardassia and what do you find? Jem'Hadar, Vorta, and now Breen. Instead of the invaders, we have become the invaded. Our 'allies' have conquered us without firing a single shot. Well, no longer. This morning, detachments of the Cardassian First, Third and Ninth Orders attacked the Dominion outpost on Rondac III. This assault marks the first step towards the liberation of our homeland, from the true oppressors of the Alpha Quadrant. I call upon Cardassians everywhere. Resist. Resist today. Resist tomorrow. Resist till the last Dominion soldier has been driven from our soil!

[After Damar's broadcast announcing a Cardassian rebellion, Weyoun receives a military report]
Weyoun: It's confirmed. Our cloning facility on Rondac III has been destroyed. [fearfully] I could be the last Weyoun. That's why he picked that target.

Solbor: Eminence, that man is not Anjohl Tennan!
Winn Adami: What are you talking about?
Solbor: Anjohl Tennan died nine years ago in the labor camp at Batahl. I warned you not to trust him! I had a sample of his DNA sequenced. He's not even a Bajoran. He's a Cardassian!
Dukat: [disguised as Anjohl Tennan] We were brought together for a cause, a great cause! Our destinies are linked!
Solbor: Don't listen to him! Look at him! Don't you recognize the face of your enemy? It's Gul Dukat!

Dukat: He doesn't understand, Adami! He couldn't possibly understand the love of the Pagh-wraiths!
Solbor: The love of the Pagh-wraiths?! You're trying to release them! That's why you wanted the text of the Kosst Amojan!
[Kira is informed of her new orders to teach guerilla tactics to the Cardassian Rebellion]
Kira: You want me to go behind enemy lines and teach a bunch of Cardassians how to be resistance fighters?
Sisko: I'm aware of the irony.

[Odo and Kira are proposing the Cardassian Rebellion attack a Dominion weapons depot on Adarak Prime]
Rusot: Adarak Prime is defended by a Cardassian garrison.
Odo: That's correct.
Cardassian soldier: You expect us to attack our own people?
Kira: If necessary, yes.
Rusot: That is out of the question!
Damar: I agree. We'll limit ourselves to targets defended by the Jem'Hadar and the Breen.
Kira: Believe me, I understand how you feel. During the occupation, I didn't want to attack any facility that had a Bajoran working in it, but I did it because they were collaborators. They were working with the enemy.
Rusot: We're not Bajorans! We don't kill our own.
Kira: Well then you might as well just give up right now, because the minute the Dominion realises you will not attack your own people, they will station a Cardassian at every base they have.
Odo: She's right. The Founders won't hesitate to play your own people against you.
Kira: Anyone who is not fighting with you is fighting against you.
[Damar has just learned his entire family has been killed by the Dominion in retaliation for his rebellion.]
Damar: [taking in the news] They weren't a part of this rebellion. The Dominion knew that. The Founder knew that. Weyoun knew that. To kill her and my son. The casual brutality of it. The waste of life. What kind of state tolerates the murder of innocent women and children? What kind of people give those orders?
Kira Nerys: Yeah, Damar, what kind of people give those orders?
[Damar silently stares at Kira, but then, realizing Kira's words, he leaves.]
Kira: Oh, that was stupid.
Garak: Not at all. Damar has a certain... romanticism about the past. He could use a dose of cold water.
Kira: Well, I could have picked a better time.
Garak: If he's the man to lead a new Cardassia, if he's the man we all hope him to be, then the pain of this news made him more receptive to what you said, not less.

Ezri Dax: Look. I'm just not sure that I should be giving you advice on what to do in this situation. It's a Klingon matter.
Worf: You are still a member of the House of Martok.
Ezri: This is the first that I've heard of it.
Worf: The General and I talked about it weeks ago. He likes you. And he considers you an honorable woman. A worthy successor to Jadzia. And so do I.
Ezri: That's very sweet of him.
Worf: "Sweet"?
Ezri: Not a very 'Klingon' word, is it?
Worf: No.
Ezri: It's very... honorable.
Worf: Better. Albeit a little obvious.

[Rusot is a standoff with Kira and Garak]
Rusot: You're still a Cardassian, Garak. You're not going to kill one of your own people for a Bajoran woman!
Garak: [aiming a phaser at Rusot's head] How little you understand me.
Damar: Put your weapons down, both of you!
Rusot: You want her dead too, Damar, I know you do. But you're the leader of the rebellion, and don't want to kill someone wearing a Starfleet uniform. Let me do it for you!
Damar: They've finished installing the dampening weapon.
Kira: Then let's all get the hell out of here.
Rusot: Not you. [aims his rifle at Kira's head]
Garak: I'm still here, Rusot.
Rusot: Damar, shoot him. We can kill them both and keep the Breen weapon for ourselves. I believe in you, Damar. I know you're the right man to restore the Empire we so loyally served. The Empire we loved. Together we can lead our people to greatness again. Just aim and fire. [Damar aims and fires his disruptor, killing Rusot]
Damar: He was my friend. But his Cardassia's dead, and it won't be coming back.

[During a trial by combat, Worf fatally stabs Gowron.]
Gowron: [weakly] You will not have this... day. [collapses and dies]
* [Gowron's last words in the Star Trek universe.]
Kira Nerys: I've got so much to say, I-I don\t know where to begin.
Odo: Just say you love me. That's all I've ever cared about.
Kira: I love you, Odo.
Odo: I love you, Nerys.

Julian Bashir: Remember these? Romulan mind probes. Not the most pleasant of devices, but they're very efficient.
Luther Sloan: They're also illegal in the Federation.
Julian Bashir: Oh, I hope you can appreciate the irony of that statement.

Julian Bashir: [preparing to inject Odo with the cure] I should warn you -- you may feel some discomfort.
Odo: If you mean "It's going to be painful", just say so.
Julian Bashir: It's going to be painful.
Odo: All right, then. Go ahead.

Miles O'Brien: A-ha. [picks up a bottle] I knew Quark was hiding a bottle of the good stuff.
Julian Bashir: [inspecting the label] This is older than I am.
Miles O'Brien: What?! [looks at the label himself] I'm drinking with a child.
Odo: [to Sisko] Interesting, isn't it? The Federation claims to abhor Section 31's tactics. But when they need the dirty work done, they look the other way. It's a tidy little arrangement, wouldn't you say?

Quark: I'm not going to preside over the demise of Ferengi civilization. Not me. The line must be drawn here—this far and no further.

Quark: Taxes go against the very foundation of free enterprise! That's why it's called "free"!

Quark: Whatever happened to the survival of the fittest? Whatever happened to the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer? Whatever happened to pure, unadultered greed?

Mila: You should hear the stories. "Damar's alive, my cousin saw him on Kelvas Prime." "He faked his own death." "He's plotting a new offensive from his secret mountain hideaway."
Garak: You never told me you had a secret mountain hideaway.
Damar: I was going to surprise you.
Benjamin Sisko: Ensign, I believe you know the way to Cardassia.
Nog: If I get lost, I'll just follow the ship in front of us.

Prophet Sarah Sisko: Your greatest challenge is not before you but behind you.

(Ezri admits that she and Bashir have spent the night together.)
Ezri Dax: And you're not mad.
Worf: I am very happy for you. But I will have to kill him.
Ezri Dax: (alarmed) You're kidding, right?
Worf: And Jadzia said I did not have a sense of humor.

Weyoun: Citizens of Cardassia, this latest wave of vandalism directed against your Dominion allies must stop.
Garak: I wouldn't count on it.
Weyoun: We know that these disgraceful acts of sabotage were carried out by a mere handful of extremists, but these radicals must come to realize that their disobedience will not be tolerated, and that you—the Cardassian people—will suffer the consequences of their cowardly actions. Which is why I must inform you that just a few moments ago, Dominion troops reduced Lakarian City to ashes. There were no survivors. Two million men, women, and children gone in a matter of moments. For each act of terrorism against the Dominion, another Cardassian city will be destroyed. I implore you not to let that happen. Let us return to the spirit of friendship and cooperation between our peoples so that together we can destroy our common enemies—the Federation, the Klingons, the Romulans, and all others who stand against us. Thank you.
Damar: I should have killed that Vorta jackal when I had the chance!
Kira Nerys: Want another one?

Jem'Hadar First: On your feet.
Kira: Why?
Jem'Hadar First: We prefer our prisoners standing when they die.
Garak: Anyone have any last words?
Damar: You may kill us, but Cardassia will never—
Jem'Hadar First: [interrupting Damar] Silence. Final words are not permitted.
Garak: How disappointing.

[Cardassian soldiers turn on the Jem'Hadar firing squad and gun them down.]
Ekoor: Legate Damar, I pledge my life to free Cardassia from the Dominion.
Damar: With men like you on our side, how can we fail?

Weyoun: I don't believe it.
Female Changeling: What now?
Weyoun: The Cardassian fleet has turned against us.
Female Changeling: Tell our forces to pull back to Cardassia Prime. There will be no more running. We should have rid ourselves of the Cardassians at the first sign of rebellion.
Legate Broca: If I could talk to them, get them to change their minds—
Weyoun: You might be able to reawaken their patriotic spirit.
Legate Broca: Exactly.
Weyoun: On the other hand, they might just as easily convince you to betray us.
Legate Broca: Me? Betray you? Never!
Female Changeling: Correct. We are not going to give you that opportunity.

Female Changeling: I want the Cardassians exterminated.
Weyoun: Which ones?
Female Changeling: All of them. The entire population.
Weyoun: That will take some time.
Female Changeling: Then I suggest that you begin at once.

Damar: (rallying the men) Once we are inside Dominion headquarters, we stop at nothing until we capture the Female Changling!
Cardassian soldiers: Let it be done! We're with you!
Damar: For Cardassia!
Cardassian soldiers: For Cardassia!

Garak: (as Jem'Hadar soldiers destroy his childhood home) All during the years of my exile, I imagined what it would be like to come home. I even thought of living in this house again, with Mila. But now she's dead, and this house is about to be reduced to a pile of rubble. My Cardassia is gone.
Kira: (holds out a gun) Then fight for a new Cardassia.
Garak: (takes it) I have an even better reason, Commander—revenge.
Kira: [to herself] That works, too.

[outside Dominion headquarters]
Garak: We have a problem.
Kira: Only one?
Garak: It's a rather large problem. The cargo bay door is made of neutronium.
Kira Nerys: Then the explosives we brought aren't even going to make a dent.
Garak: You see the problem.
Ekoor: What do we do?
Damar: I don't know. But I'm through hiding in basements.
[Garak begins to laugh]
Damar: I fail to see what is so funny, Garak.
Garak: Well, isn't it obvious? Here we are, ready to storm the castle, prepared to sacrifice our lives in a noble effort to slay the Dominion beast in its lair— [Kira begins to laugh uncontrollably] —and we can't even get inside the gates!
[They all begin to laugh.]
Kira: Maybe— maybe we could go up to the door and ask the Jem'Hadar to let us in.
Damar: Or just send the Shapeshifter out to us.
[They group laughs even louder.]
Garak: [sobers gradually] As I said, we have a problem.

Female Changeling: I wish you hadn't done that. That was Weyoun's last clone.
Garak: I was hoping you would say that.

Kira: This war is over.
Female Changeling: I doubt the Breen or the Jem'Hadar will agree with that assessment. They will fight to the last man.
Kira: What will that accomplish?
Female Changeling: Isn't it obvious? You may win this war, Commander, but I promise you, by the time it's over, you will have lost so many ships, so many lives, that your victory will taste as bitter as defeat.

Female Changeling: It is always good to see you, Odo, but I have no intention of surrendering my forces. It would be sign of weakness, an invitation to the Solids to cross into the Gamma Quadrant and destroy the Great Link.
Odo: Believe me when I say that the Federation has its flaws, but a desire for conquest is not one of them.
Female Changeling: And what of the Romulans and the Klingons? Can you say the same for them?
Odo: The Romulan and Klingon Empires are in no position to invade anyone. Besides, the Federation would not allow it.
Female Changeling: The Dominion has spent the last two years trying to destroy the Federation, and now you're asking me to put our fate in their hands?
Odo: Yes.
Female Changeling: I'm sorry, Odo. I do not have your kind of faith in the Solids.

Martok: Before you shed too many tears, let me remind you these are Cardassians who lie dead at your feet! Bajorans would call this poetic justice.
Benjamin Sisko: That doesn't mean I have to drink a toast over their bodies.

Bashir: Eight-hundred-million dead.
Garak: The casualty report's still coming in. (Turns to Bashir) Well, aren't you going to congratulate me, Doctor? My exile is now officially over; I've returned home. (pause) Or rather to what's left of it.
Bashir:(stammering, looking for the right thing to say) Listen, I— I— I know that this must seem...
Garak: You know, some may say that we've gotten just what we deserved. After all, we are not entirely innocent, are we? And I'm not just speaking of the Bajoran occupation. No, our whole history is one of arrogant aggression. We've collaborated with the Dominion, betrayed the entire Alpha Quadrant. Oh, no, no, no, there's no doubt about it—we're guilty as charged.
Bashir: You and I both know the Cardassians are a strong people, they'll survive. Cardassia will survive—
Garak: Oh, please, Doctor, spare me your insufferable Federation optimism! Of course, it'll survive. But not as the Cardassia I knew! We had a rich and ancient culture—our literature, music, art was second to none! And now so much of it is... lost. So many of our best people, our most gifted minds....
Bashir: (places a hand on Garak's shoulder) I'm sorry, Garak. I didn't mean—
Garak: Oh, it's... it's quite alright, Doctor. You've been such a good friend, I'm going to miss our lunches together.
Bashir: Oh, I'm sure we'll see each other again.
Garak: I'd like to think so, but one can never say. We live in uncertain times.(leaves)

Admiral Ross: (to Worf) How would you feel being named Federation Ambassdor to Qo'noS?
Worf: I am not a diplomat.
Martok: And I am not a politician. But sometimes fate plays cruel tricks on us. Come, Worf. Qo'noS needs you. More importantly, I need you.
Ezri Dax: Well, you did help him become Chancellor. You can't very well turn your back on him now.
Worf: Well, my first duty is to you, Captain.
Benjamin Sisko: I'll probably regret this in the morning, but if it's what you really want...
Worf: It's been a great honor serving with you.
Benjamin Sisko: The honor's all mine.
Worf: I accept.
Martok: Excellent! Ha-ha! An ambassador who can go targ hunting with me! Perhaps being Chancellor won't be that bad after all.

Admiral Ross: Four hundred years ago, a victorious general spoke these words at the end of another costly war: "Today the guns are silent. A great tragedy has ended. We have known the bitterness of defeat and the exultation of triumph, and from both we have learned there can be no going back. We must move forward to preserve in peace what we've won in war."

Benjamin Sisko: To the best crew any captain ever had. This may be the last time we're all together. But no matter what the future holds, no matter how far we travel, a part of us—a very important part—will always remain here on Deep Space Nine.

Dukat: [to Winn] Did you really think the Pagh-Wraiths would choose you as their Emissary? Soon, the Pagh-Wraiths will burn across Bajor, the Celestial Temple, the Alpha Quadrant. Can you picture it? An entire universe set in flames! To burn for all eternity! [Sisko enters] The Prophets have sent me a gift. Their beloved Emissary, sent forth like an avenging angel to slay the demon.

Benjamin Sisko: You are pathetic!
Dukat: Then why are you the one on your knees?
Benjamin Sisko: First the Dominion, now the Pagh-Wraiths. You have a talent for picking the losing side!
Dukat: Benjamin, please. We've known each other too long. And since this is the last time we will ever be together, let's try to speak honestly. We've both had our victories and our defeats. Now, it's time to resolve our differences and face the ultimate truth. I've won, Benjamin. You've lost.
Benjamin Sisko: The Pagh-Wraiths will never conquer anything! Not Bajor, not the Celestial Temple, and certainly not the Alpha Quadrant!
Dukat: And who's going to stop us?
Benjamin Sisko: I am!
Dukat: You can't even stand up!
Winn: Then I'll stop you (She tries to throw the Pagh-Wraiths Book into the fire caves-only for Dukat to take it from her)
Dukat: Are you still here?
Dukat:Farewell Adami

Dukat burns Winn alive. However her death is enough of a distraction for Sisko to hurl himself, Dukat and the Book in the fire caves; Dukat and Book are destroyed; Sisko ends up in the Celestial Temple and talks with his mother.

Mrs Sisko:The Emissary has fnished his task..
Benjamin Sisko: The Book was the Key wasnt it?
Mrs Sisko: To a door that can never be opened again.
Benjamin Sisko: And Dukat is he dead?
Mrs Sisko:He is trapped there with them

[After Odo's seemingly impassive farewell to Quark]
Kira: Don't take it hard, Quark.
Quark: Hard? What are you talking about? That man loves me! Couldn't you see? It was written all over his back.

Ezri Dax: Thermopylae?
Julian Bashir: Its a story of how 300 Spartans, lead by King Leonidas, hold off a mountain pass from a vast army of Persians.
Ezri Dax: So how does it go?
Julian Bashir: Well, for three days the Spartans lead a heroic struggle—
Ezri Dax: Let me guess—until they are wiped out.
Julian Bashir: How did you know?
Ezri Dax: Lucky guess. Have you ever seen anyone about these annihilation fantasies you have?

[last line of the series]
Quark: It's like I said—the more things change, the more they stay the same.




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  • Contrary to a comment from NY Comic Con, Michael Piller and I pitched our ideas for DS9 to Gene, and he gave us his enthusiastic approval.
  • We pitched the concept and characters. We didn't lay-out 7 years of story arcs. It was far too early to know where it was going.
  • Rick Berman, Twitter, October 13th 2014.
  • When Gene died, both Michael Piller and I were involved in creating and writing Deep Space Nine, and we never really got a chance to talk to him about it because he was quite ill at that point. But even with Deep Space Nine and later Voyager, and Enterprise I felt it was important that as long as something had the Star Trek name on it that it stayed true to Gene’s belief of what Star Trek was all about.
  • I think Deep Space [Nine] was the show that really took Star Trek as far as you could take it. You have the original series which is a sort of a landmark, it changes everything about the way science fiction is presented on television, at least space-based science fiction. Then you have Next Generation which, for all of its legitimate achievements is still a riff on the original. It's still sort of like, ok, it's another star ship and it's another captain – it's different but it's still a riff on the original. Here comes Deep Space [Nine] and it just runs the table in a different way. It just says ok, you think you know what Star Trek is, let's put it on a space station, and let's make it darker. Let's make it a continuing story, and let's continually challenge your assumptions about what this American icon means. And I think it was the ultimate achievement for the franchise. Personally, I think it's the best of all of them, I think it's an amazing piece of work.
  • Ronald D. Moore, 'Ending an Era' featurette Star Trek: Deep Space Nine – Season Seven DVD, interview dated December 10, 2002.
  • Were Piller and Berman aware of B5 at any time? No. Of that I am also confident. The only question in my mind is to what degree did the development people steer them? One scenario is that they did not steer them at ALL…but knowing of B5, and knowing how swell it would be if they could co-opt B5, if Piller and Berman came up with a space station on their own, they would likely say nothing, even though they might be viewed as being under a moral obligation to say something. Another scenario is that they gave direction to the creative folks without telling them the origin of that direction. There are several ways of dealing with this. One is to launch a major suit with full powers of discovery. The result is that DS9 gets tied up for months, maybe even years in litigation, and maybe the show doesn’t go forward. It also means hundreds of thousands of dollars spent by Warners and me and others pursuing this…not to mention the sense of ill will that will fly back and forth.
  • The people that really understand and love Star Trek are no longer there. When Gene Roddenbery passed, that really was the end of Star Trek, as we knew it. The series that came on immediately after was Deep Space Nine, which was the polar opposite of Gene’s philosophy and vision of the future, Star Trek lost it’s way then and now the people at Paramount are all new people. Herb Solow who was the executive in charge of Desilu Studios is now a professor in Wales. We became very good friends and we had dinner with him and his wife before they left, and when I was in London last year I saw an article about a Professor Herb Solow! But, basically the people now at the studio have absolutely no connection with Star Trek as we knew it, sadly.
  • I'm working on Buffy: Deep Space Nine. It will be dark and badly received.
    • Joss Whedon, Angel TV Preview, Entertainment Weekly published in issue #727-728 (12 September 2003).
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  Creator     Gene Roddenberry  (1921–1991)  
  Television series     Star Trek  (1966–1969) · The Animated Series  (1973–1974) · The Next Generation  (1987–1994) · Deep Space Nine  (1993–1999) · Voyager  (1995–2001) · Enterprise  (2001–2005) · Discovery  (2017–) · Picard  (2020–) · Lower Decks  (2020–) · Prodigy  (2021–) · Strange New Worlds  (2022–)
  Feature films     The Original Series     The Motion Picture  (1979) · The Wrath of Khan  (1982) · The Search for Spock  (1984) · The Voyage Home  (1986) · The Final Frontier  (1989) · The Undiscovered Country  (1991)  
  The Next Generation     Generations  (1994) · First Contact  (1996) · Insurrection  (1998) · Nemesis  (2002)  
  Reboot series     Star Trek  (2009) · Into Darkness  (2013) · Beyond  (2016)  
  Video games     Borg  (1996) · Klingon Academy  (2000)  
  Proverbs     Klingon · Vulcan  
  Other     Star Trek franchise · Last words in Star Trek media · Jean-Luc Picard· Phase II