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

[LeadHead]

^Just realized there was more to that line.

Dulmer: Is that a joke?

 

[Leandar]

Sisko: No.

 

[LeadHead]

Lucsly: Good.

 

[CoveTom]

DULMER: We hate those too. (a beat) Alright, Captain, whenever you're ready.

 

[Leandar]

Sisko: Two weeks ago the Cardassian Government contacted me and wanted to return an Orb to the Bajorans.

 

[LeadHead]

Dulmur: Orb?

 

[Leandar]

Lucsly: They're devices of an alien origin considered sacred to the Bajoran people.

 

[LeadHead]

Sisko: Each orb has a unique property like the Orb of Prophecy or the Orb of Wisdom. The on we received from the Cardassians was the Orb of time, although we didn't know that at first.

Defiant in orbit of Cardassia Prime.

Crewmembers place Orb in Crew Quarters

When the Defiant arrived at Cardassia Prime, we weren't sure if we were dealing with a genuine Orb or one of the fakes that have cropped up over the years. I had it secured in one of our crew quarters so we could bring it back to Bajor for authentication. But before we left Cardassia, we took on a passenger.

Worf leads someone to the Mess Hall

 

[Leandar]

(Defiant mess)

Waddle: Humans! I never thought I'd see a normal face again!

 

[LeadHead]

Worf: This is Mister Waddle.

 

[Leandar]

Waddle: Barry. Call me Barry.

 

[CoveTom]

WORF: We are taking him back to the Federation. He was trapped on Cardassia when the Klingons attacked.

 

[LeadHead]

Waddle: I'm a merchant. I deal in gemstones, kivas and trillium mostly. (indicates the replicator) May I?

 

[Leandar]

O'Brien: Help yourself.

 

[Ziz]

Waddle: You know what Cardassians drink in the morning? Fish juice. Hot fish juice.
(into replicator)
Raktajino.
(picks up drink)
After six months, I was hoping the Klingons would invade. At least they know how to make coffee, even if they are foul-smelling barbarians.
(Worf glares at him.)
Sorry.

 

[CoveTom]

O'BRIEN: I wouldn't take it personally, Worf.

 

[LeadHead]

Bashir: I rather like the way you smell.

 

[Ziz]

O'Brien: Kind of an earthy, peaty aroma.

 

[LeadHead]

Bashir: With a touch of lilac.

 

[Leandar]

(Worf walks off - Meanwhile on the bridge)

Sisko: With the Defiant under cloak we left Cardassian space and managed to avoid being detected by the Klingons. We were halfway home, and I was just starting to breath easy.