QUARK: What's the problem?
"The House of Quark" Line-by-Line
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QUARK: Credit? I'll handle it. Watch and learn.
(Kozak is almost falling out of his seat)
QUARK: My name is Quark. I'd like to discuss arranging a line of credit.
(Kozak is almost falling out of his seat)
QUARK: My name is Quark. I'd like to discuss arranging a line of credit.
KOZAK: You dare speak to me like that? You pathetic mak'dar.
(Kozak waves his knife at Quark, who ducks each swipe easily. Then the Klingon falls forward onto Quark, the pair roll down some steps. When Quark gets out from under, we see that Kozak's been stabbed with his own blade.)
(After the title, Bashir and Co. have arrived to examine the body. Odo is pacing. There's a large crowd gathered outside.)
ROM: How long are they going to leave him there? I wish they would hurry up and get rid of him.
(After the title, Bashir and Co. have arrived to examine the body. Odo is pacing. There's a large crowd gathered outside.)
ROM: How long are they going to leave him there? I wish they would hurry up and get rid of him.
ROM: But no one killed him. It was an accident.
QUARK: I killed him in a bar fight. You heard me. I killed him in self-defense.
ROM: But where is the profit in lying about a simple drunk
ROM: This is insane, brother! What if his family comes looking for the killer? What if they want revenge?
QUARK: I'd probably have to cut it back to zero.
ROM: My brother fought a desperate hand to hand battle with the Klingon and was forced to kill in self-defence!
QUARK: I'm sorry. I couldn't avoid it.
[Quark makes his way to where he can perform for the crowd outside.]
QUARK: He was abusive, vulgar. A typical drunken Klingon. All that was fine, till it came time for him to pay his bill and he refused. I insisted. We began to argue. He pushed me. I pushed back. I was about to call for Security to throw him out of my bar when suddenly he pulled a knife on me ! I avoided the first thrust. He came at me again. I hit him with a left jab. There was a furious exchange of blows. The next thing I knew, his knife was at my throat. So I twisted it from his grasp and plunged it into his chest. I will never forget the look on his face when his life drained away. I'd rather not talk about this anymore.
[whew!]
[Quark makes his way to where he can perform for the crowd outside.]
QUARK: He was abusive, vulgar. A typical drunken Klingon. All that was fine, till it came time for him to pay his bill and he refused. I insisted. We began to argue. He pushed me. I pushed back. I was about to call for Security to throw him out of my bar when suddenly he pulled a knife on me ! I avoided the first thrust. He came at me again. I hit him with a left jab. There was a furious exchange of blows. The next thing I knew, his knife was at my throat. So I twisted it from his grasp and plunged it into his chest. I will never forget the look on his face when his life drained away. I'd rather not talk about this anymore.
[whew!]
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