"Favor the Bold"/"Sacrifice of Angels" Line-by-Line!

[Enterprise1981]

KIRA: Sorry? That's what you wanted to tell me? You're sorry?

 

[LeadHead]

Odo: Yes!

 

[Enterprise1981]

KIRA: Well let me tell you something, Odo. We are way, way past sorry.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

[Bridge]

O'BRIEN: Sir, incoming message from the Cortez. They're still having trouble stabilising the guidance thrusters on their port nacelle.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

SISKO: Tell them to drop back and make repairs. Bring up the Sarek to take its place.

 

[Alienesse]

O'BRIEN: Will do.

 

[LeadHead]

Garak: That's the eleventh ship to fall out of formation.

 

[Alienesse]

DAX: Nice of you to keep track, Garak.

 

[LeadHead]

Bashir: He can't help being negative. It's in his nature.

 

[Alienesse]

GARAK: On the contrary. I always hope for the best. Experience, unfortunately, has taught me to expect the worst.[FONT=Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif] [/FONT]

 

[Alienesse]

GARAK: On the contrary. I always hope for the best. Experience, unfortunately, has taught me to expect the worst.

sorry, my first double post

 

[LeadHead]

O'Brien: I'm picking something up. It's a large Dominion Fleet, bearing 0-0-4 mark 0-0-9.

 

[Alienesse]

SISKO: How large?

 

[LeadHead]

O'Brien: Twelve hundred and fifty four ships.

 

[Alienesse]

BASHIR: They outnumber us two to one.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

GARAK: Now who's being negative.

 

[Alienesse]

SISKO: Ensign, on screen. Maximum magnification.

 

[Gul Re'jal]

NOG: Aye, sir.

 

[Alienesse]

SISKO: To all ships, this is Captain Sisko. Assume attack formation Delta two. There's an old saying, fortune favors the bold. Well, I guess we're about to find out.

To Be Continued...

 

[LeadHead]

The Dominion Fleet is huge, sitting in space waiting for the approaching Starfleet Task force.

Sisko: Sisko to all ships. Cruiser and Galaxy Wings drop to Half Impulse. You too, Commander.