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Treachery, Faith, and the Great River Line-by-Line

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Martok hands O'Brien a bottle of bloodwine.

Martok: I wanted you to have this. Consider it an apology.
 
Wharf: Not exactly. Ensign Nog returned from his trip with sixteen cases of twenty three oh nine. A very good year.
 
MARTOK: An even better vintage than the one my wife sent me.
 
Nog: And remember, anytime you're shopping for wines or spirits, my cousin Gant is the man to see.
 
Nog: Just another sailor on the Great River. By the way, Gant mentioned that he's got ten cases of Saurian brandy. It's the Captain's favourite, you know.
 
[Kira's quarters]

ODO: I don't think I'll ever forget the look on his face when he died. He seemed so content.
 
KIRA: The last thing he saw was one of his gods smiling at him. If you ask me, he was a lucky man.
 
KIRA: No, listen to me. I know to Starfleet the Prophets are nothing more than wormhole aliens, but to me they're gods. I can't prove it, but then again, I don't have to because my faith in them is enough. Just as Weyoun's faith in you was enough for him.
 
Odo: Well, now it appears that the Vorta may have to learn to get along without their gods.
 
KIRA: A very dangerous enemy, now more than ever, because they're also desperate. This isn't easy for you, but you have to remember they started this war, not you.
 
ODO: That's true. But I know now that whichever side wins, one thing is certain. I'm going to lose.
 
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