"The House of Quark" Line-by-Line

[May 20]

GOWRON: The House of Quark.

 

[Athena28]

[Grilka's house]
GRILKA: I told you not to say anything.

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

QUARK: I was trying to avoid a lot of unnecessary bloodshed, like my own.

 

[Kertrats47]

GRILKA: Just do as I say and there won't be any bloodshed.

 

[May 20]

QUARK: Fine. What's next? What do we do now? How do we strengthen the position of your House? How do we keep D'Ghor from carrying out his threat? What's the plan?

 

[Kertrats47]

GRILKA: I'm thinking!

 

[May 20]

QUARK: You don't have a plan, do you? You're just making this up as you go along.

 

[Kertrats47]

GRILKA: I've managed to get us this far.

 

[sekundant]

QUARK: But you have no idea where to go from here. Can I make a suggestion? Let's try having a more equal partnership, shall we?

 

[Kertrats47]

GRILKA: What do you want?

 

[May 20]

QUARK: Just tell me what's going on.

 

[Kertrats47]

GRILKA: Kozak squandered much of our family's wealth, incurred several large gambling debts, made unwise investments. As a result, the House has been weakened severely in power and influence. Much of the debt is owed to D'Ghor who is now ready to take advantage of our weakness. If he can gain title of our lands and property, his family will become a very powerful influence in the Empire. He may even earn a seat on the Council.

 

[May 20]

QUARK: Would it be possible for me to see all the financial records of your House and I mean all of them. D'Ghor's too, if you can arrange it. Maybe I can find a way out of this mess.

 

[Kertrats47]

GRILKA: That is not how we do things here. We are Klingons. We do not dirty ourselves with filthy ledgers looking for some financial trick.

 

[sekundant]

QUARK: Look, we've been doing things your way ever since this started, and now you've run out of ideas, so maybe we should try doing things my way for a change. It certainly can't hurt to let me look at some filthy ledgers.

 

[Hopeful Romantic]

[Replimat]

(O'Brien is designing an arboretum on a PADD.)

 

[Athena28]

BASHIR: Afternoon, Chief.

 

[Kertrats47]

O'BRIEN: Doctor.

 

[sekundant]

BASHIR: Plomeek soup, hot. Oh, with a touch of basil.

 

[Kertrats47]

O'BRIEN: What do you think?