Field of Fire Line-by-Line

[Orac]

Ezri: You were worried about me?

 

[May 20]

WORF: There is a killer on the station. You have no right to endanger yourself this way.

 

[Orac]

Ezri: You were worried about me. Thank you, Worf. That's sweet.

 

[May 20]

WORF: You are a fellow officer. I would have the same concern for Chief O'Brien or Doctor Bashir.

 

[Orac]

Ezri: Of course. I didn't mean to imply otherwise.

 

[May 20]

WORF: Then we understand each other.

 

[Orac]

Ezri: Perfectly.

 

[CaptVader]

WORF: How is the investigation coming?

 

[Orac]

Ezri: Slowly.

 

[May 20]

WORF: If I can assist you in any way?

 

[Orac]

Ezri: I appreciate it, but you can't, really. Nobody can. Actually, that's not true. There is someone who could help, but I don't want to ask him,

 

[May 20]

WORF: Why?

 

[Orac]

Ezri: It's complicated.

 

[CaptVader]

WORF: Nevertheless, if he can help?

 

[Orac]

Ezri: It wouldn't be pleasant.

 

[Poltargyst]

WORF: Perhaps not, but I am certain that you will do whatever is necessary to complete your task.

 

[Orac]

Ezri: And how do you know that?

 

[Athena28]

WORF: You are Dax. It is your way.

 

[May 20]

[Ezri's quarters]

(There's a bubbling cauldron of mud.)
EZRI: I'nora, ja'kala vok 'za Ezri. Zhian'tara rek pora'al Zheem Dax tanas rhem Joran. 'za Ezri tanas rhem Joran. Come on, Joran. Don't make me beg. Joran tanas rhem. Vok Ezri, Joran tanas rhem.

 

[mattman8907]

(Joran replaces her face in the mirror)
JORAN: You won't regret this, Ezri.