DAX: Does anything? His maintenance list is as long as this table, but he did say it'll take us where we're going.
Dax: If I know Starfleet, they must've run at least two hundred probability studies on this mission of ours. So what are the odds of us succeeding?
Sisko: Slim. But better odds than fighting off a Jem'Hadar assault on this station, and of the station falls. And I will not let that happen!
Dax: You know, after Jennifer died I never thought I would see you this passionate about something again.
Sisko: Two months ago I would have agreed with you. Then I went back to Earth and I spent all those weeks debriefing at Starfleet Headquarters. And I, I used to get a thrill just walking into that building. I'd look around at the Admirals and think, one day that's going to be me. One day I'm the one that's going to be making the big decisions.
Dax: What I mean is, he could never see a set of Admiral's stars on your collar. He thought that just making the decisions would never satisfy you. You had to implement them, see the results, face the consequences. Curzon always thought you were the kind of man who had to be in the thick of things, not behind some desk at Headquarters.
[Bridge] (Much more compact than we're used to, with a single console in front of the Captain's chair, a small viewscreen and stations around the bulkheads.) BASHIR: The medical database is practically nonexistent. I've downloading as many of my files from the station as I can, but this ship simply wasn't designed to handle many casualties.