"Homefront"/"Paradise Lost" Line-by-Line

SISKO: You've lost weight.

 

JOSEPH: You think so?

 

JAKE: The doctors said you have to keep your weight up.

 

JAKE: The doctors said you have to keep your weight up.

 

JOSEPH: Don't you start, too. I've got a vat of crayfish in the back that needs cleaning and it's got your name on it. Now I'm going to say this one time and one time only. I'm fine. I'm happy, I'm healthy, and I'm planning on celebrating at least fifty more birthdays. Satisfied?

 

SISKO: Gumbo's as good as I remember.

 

JOSEPH: Starfleet must be taking the shape-shifters pretty seriously to have you come all the way back here.

 

SISKO: It is serious, Dad.

 

JOSEPH: Twenty-seven people murdered right here on Earth. Never thought I'd see the day. But now that my son's on the case, I feel a lot better.

 

NOG: Jake!

He walks into the restaurant dressed in a grey and red Starfleet cadet's uniform.

 

JAKE: Nog.

 

(AUDIENCE: Groan, Nog?)

NOG: Captain Sisko. What do you think?

 

SISKO: You look good, Cadet.

 

NOG: You think so?

 

JAKE: Nog, I thought I was going to see you tomorrow at Starfleet Academy.

 

NOG: You are. I'm just here for dinner. Nathan, the usual.

 

Sisko: I didn't know you liked Creole food.

 

NOG: I don't. I like tube grubs, and your father's the only person on this planet who can get me live ones.

 

Joseph: I've been thinking of adding them to our menu. Of course I'll have to cook them for my human customers, serve them with a nice remoulade.

 

NOG: Cook them? What good are tube grubs if they don't wriggle on the way down?