"Trials and Tribble-ations" Line-by-Line

[Leandar]

Bashir: Excuse me?

 

[Ziz]

Watley: On your tricorder. You're draining power.

 

[Leandar]

Bashir: Oh, thank you.

 

[SantaTom]

O'BRIEN: He's always doing that.

 

[LeadHead]

Watley: You're a Doctor?

 

[Leandar]

Bashir: Yes.

 

[LeadHead]

Watley: I just transferred from the Lexington last week.

 

[Leandar]

O'Brien: Welcome aboard.

 

[SantaTom]

WATLEY: I'm coming into Sickbay tomorrow for my physical. Fifteen hundred. Lieutenant Watley.

 

[LeadHead]

O'Brien: You realize she's just using you to get to me.

 

[Leandar]

Bashir: Watley.... my great-grandmother's name was Watley.

 

[Ziz]

O'Brien: Funny.

 

[Leandar]

Bashir: And I think she was in Starfleet.

 

[Ziz]

O'Brien: It's a common enough name.

 

[Leandar]

Bashir: But what if that was her?

 

[Brian]

O'BRIEN: Do you realize the odds?

 

[Leandar]

Bashir: No one ever met my great grandfather. This could be a predestination paradox. Come on, Chief, surely you took elementary temporal mechanics at the Academy? I could be destined to fall in love with that woman and become my own great-grandfather.

 

[Brian]

O'BRIEN: You're being ridiculous.

 

[SantaTom]

BASHIR: Ridiculous? If I don't meet her tomorrow, I may never be born!

 

[LeadHead]

Kira: (over communicator) Chief are you ready for transport?