"Inquisition" Line-by-Line

SLOAN: Actually, we took them offline. To prevent anyone from trying to replicate a communications device or a weapon.

 

Bashir: Oh, well, I just wanted some breakfast.

 

SLOAN: What would you like? I'll have it sent right to your quarters.

 

BASHIR: Hot buttered scones, moba jam and some red leaf tea, please.

 

Sloan: Coming right up.

 

Bashir: Thank you.

 

Bashir turns to leave.

Sloan: Doctor, one more thing. Those genetically engineered patients of yours. Did Starfleet Medical ask you to work with them or did you volunteer?

 

Bashir: Oh, I volunteered.

 

Sloan: I see. Very good.

Chandler escorts Bashir out.

 

[Bashir's quarters]

Bashir: Come in.

 

KAGAN: Here you are, sir.

 

BASHIR: Thank God. I'm famished. Cheers.

 

Kagen: Enjoy.

Kagen leaves, Bashir takes the tray to a nearby table and lifts the lid, it's a meal fit for a Klingon.

 

Bashir: Ugh. It's a little too early for gag'h.

(The name card says Lt Cmdr Worf, level 3 section 27 room 19.)

Bashir: I hope your enjoying my scones, Worf.

(Then he notices that the PADDs are back in his bag, but the stylus was still under the couch. Kukalaka has been moved, too. The monitor beeps.)

Bashir: Miles. Sloan said we aren't supposed to be talking to each other.

 

O'Brien: (over comm) I just wanted to make sure that you're all right.

 

BASHIR: I'm fine. Except I think someone's been snooping around my quarters.

 

O'Brien: Wouldn't surprise me. Has Sloan questioned you yet?

 

BASHIR: We just finished.

 

O'Brienon monitor) How did it go?

 

BASHIR: It went fine. He just asked me a few routine questions.