[Security office] (the main desk looks out through glass doors straight onto the Promenade) SISKO: It's really quite simple, Quark. You're not going to leave.
SISKO: Please. My officers, the Bajoran engineers, all their families depend on the shops and services of this Promenade. If people like you abandon it, this is going to become a ghost town. We need someone to step forward and say, I'm staying, I'm rebuilding. We need a community leader and it's going to be you, Quark.
SISKO: This is still a Bajoran station. We're just here to administrate. You run honest games, you won't have any problems from me.
QUARK: Commander, I've made a career out of knowing when to leave, and this Bajoran provisional government is far too provisional for my taste. And when governments fall, people like me are lined up and shot.
SISKO: You know, Quark, that poor kid is about to spend the best years of his life in a Bajoran prison. I'm a father myself. I know what your brother must be going through. The boy should be with his family, not in some cold jail cell. Think about it. It's up to you. (Sisko leaves)
[Promenade] (Kira is across the way in her 'shirt sleeves', hefting debris into a skip.) SISKO: Major?
KIRA: Everyone else is busy repairing the primary systems. I suppose Starfleet officers aren't used to getting their hands dirty.