“Captain, you almost make me believe in luck.”
“Why, Mr. Spock, you almost make me believe in miracles.”
I will go with you.
You haven’t got the lobes.
I’m showing a large buildup of baryonic particles.
Then what are you proposing, Worf?
The delay will also make it possible for Stellar Dynamics to complete their study of the Vodrey Nebula.
Shields at six percent!
Are you celebrating?
I will feed him.
The witness is excused.
SISKO: Look, I understand you’re used to sympathising with the underdog. You’ve spent your life fighting to overcome impossible odds just like he’s doing. But you have to realise something, Major. You’re on the other side now. Pretty uncomfortable, isn’t it?
KIRA: It’s awful.
SISKO: When I first met you, Major, I thought you were hostile and arrogant. But I was wrong. Bajor needs you, and I need you. I like you and I don’t want you to be hurt. So, as a friend, I’m here to remind you that his fate is already decided. Yours isn’t.
KIRA: Thank you.
Closed minds have kept these two worlds apart for centuries. We can either choose to live with that enmity, or seek a way to change it.
“I don’t need your fantasy women!”
“Oh, you’re so stolid! You weren’t that way before the beard.”
According to the geo-scan, this is the safest area within the next few kilometers.
Yeah, I guess more time to enjoy … Kahless’s fornication helmet. Oh, that’s fun. Safety first!
“You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.”
“That’s gratitude for you.”
No one is expendable.
What the hell. Nobody said life was safe.
Not entirely.
Those aren’t muskets!