OPAKA: I can't unite my people till 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.
[Jake's room] (Jake is sleeping on the floor and wearing a baseball glove when Sisko goes in to put a blanket on him) JAKE: What?
KIRA [OC]: Sorry to disturb you, Commander, but there's something on the Promenade you might want to see.
[Promenade] (There's laughter and voices coming from a lit-up area) [Quark's] (Customers are happy, drinking, talking, an alien is playing music on a pile of stones, and there is a gaming wheel.) PIT BOSS: Step up, step up. Fortune's fates are with you today, friends.
QUARK: You won't like it. I love the Bajorans. Such a deeply spiritual culture, but they make a dreadful ale. Never trust ale from a god-fearing people, or a Starfleet Commander that has one of your relatives in jail.
Station log. Stardate 46390.1. The Enterprise has been ordered to the Lapolis system. They're scheduled to depart at zero-five hundred hours after offloading three runabout class vessels. Meanwhile, our medical and science officers are arriving, and I'm looking forward to a reunion with a very old friend.
[Promenade] (Exiting the airlock) KIRA: Commander, if you'd like me to give them a tour of the station.