"You are Cordially Invited..." Line-by-Line

Alexander: I will, I want to travel the entire path to Kal'Hyah. Stoke the fire again!

 

WORF: As you wish.

 

Martok: Of course, we cannot expect you non-Klingons to have the same stamina as we do. If you wish to quit, no one will think any less of you.

 

Bashir: Who said anything about quitting?

 

SISKO: Not me.

 

O'BRIEN: I like the heat.

 

MARTOK: That's the spirit! (sings) Kavek ko lee ko
MARTOK + WORF: Eh to che mah lo Tah oo-wah kah esh to pah deh ah re! Yah bosh-ah! Yah bosh-ah!, Yah bosh tomah!

 

[Dax's Quarters]


DAX: Al'Qoch mensah t'lang cho.

 

She puts the two heavy buckets held by chains down onto pedestals.

SIRELLA: Again.

 

DAX: I've done it 3 times already.

 

SIRELLA: You continue to rush through the ceremony, your body position is poor and the placement of the braziers on their pedestals is sloppy.

 

DAX: Do you know how heavy those things are?

 

SIRELLA: A Klingon woman would not complain.

 

Dax: You wouldn't make a Klingon woman do it three times in a row.

 

SIRELLA: I wouldn't have to. She'd have done it correctly the first time. End this now, Jadzia. Go back to your own people. They will tolerate your weaknesses and your failings in a way that a Klingon family never will. In our House, you would always be an alien, an outsider. At best, you'd be an object of pity. But you'd never be accepted, never an equal, because you can never truly be one of us.

(Dax lifts the braziers again.)

 

DAX: (lifts the braziers again) Ko'ma tlang'goS ak-bay. Hava'dak croosh tovah. Ko'ma Kahless. Ko'ma Kahless. Ko'ma Kahless.

 

(Much later, with the fake candles burning on the table.)

Dax: But the second Dynasty ended when General K'Trelan assassinated Emperor Reclaw. For the next ten years, the Empire was ruled by a Council elected by the people. Modern-day Klingon historians refer to this as The Dark Time, but it's interesting to note that this first and only experiment in Klingon democracy actually produced several reforms that

Sirella: You are straying from the saga.

 

DAX: Am I?

 

SIRELLA: Your task is to recite the complete chronicle of the women in my family.

 

Dax: I just thought I'd provide you with a broader historical perspective along the way.