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

Martok enters the room.

Martok: Worf, you've made a grave error.

 

WORF: Perhaps.

 

Martok: Do you still love her?

 

WORF: Of course. However, in this case, that may not be enough. Anyone can see that we are hopelessly mismatched. She is a Trill, I am a Klingon. She has had five marriages, this would be my first. When she is laughing, I am somber. When I am happy, she is crying. She plays tongo with the Ferengi bartender. I can barely stand him. She mocks everything, while I take everything seriously. She is nothing like the woman I thought I would marry.

 

MARTOK: We are not accorded the luxury of choosing the women we fall in love with. Do you think Sirella is anything like the woman I thought that I'd marry? She is a prideful, arrogant, mercurial woman who shares my bed far too infrequently for my taste. And yet I love her deeply. We Klingons often tout our prowess in battle, our desire for honor and glory above all else. But how hollow is the sound of victory without someone to share it with. Honor gives little comfort to a man alone in his home and in his heart.

 

[Quark's]

(Dinner is served.)

Quark: One steak with mushrooms, baked potato, sour cream and chives.

 

Obrien watches the large platter as it was placed before a ravenous Bashir.

O'BRIEN: I should've had that.

 

Quark: One double Altair sandwich, no mustard, two bowls of linguini, Bajoran shrimp and extra cheese. One loaf of mapa bread.

 

BASHIR: Quark, where's the Kava juice?

 

Quark: Still squeezing the roots, unless you want replicated?

 

BASHIR: We'll wait.

 

SISKO: What do you think you're doing?

 

O'Brien: The wedding's been called off.

 

SISKO: It's back on.

 

Martok: Worf is apologising to Jadzia at this very moment.

 

SISKO: Quark, take it all away. No food for those on the path to Kal'Hyah.

 

Quark: No refunds for those on the path to Kal'Hyah either. Sorry.

 

(Worf enters.)


ALEXANDER: Father, what happened?

 

Worf: She refused to not change her mind. The wedding is still off.

 

(The Klingon decorations start to come down again.)

SISKO: Where is she?