"What You Leave Behind" Line-by-Line

NOG: But I lost the Breen ship we were after.

 

SISKO: I wouldn't be too worried about it. There are plenty more to choose from.

 

[Cardassian cellar]


MILA: You've hardly touched your meal. No wonder you're not looking well.

 

GARAK: I'm not looking well because I live in a cellar.

 

MILA: Well, so does Legate Damar.

 

GARAK: And what about him?

 

MILA: Well, he's finished everything on his plate. Which explains why he is such a fine, handsome figure of a man.

 

GARAK: I'm afraid I don't follow you.

 

KIRA: I do. Mila, I believe you're falling in love.

 

MILA: I'm old enough to be his mother.

 

DAMAR: Nonsense.

 

MILA: Politicians.

 

(A distant doorbell sounds.)
GARAK: Who could that be?

 

MILA: I'll go see.

[Front door]

Mila opens her door to three Jem'Hadar and two Cardassians, all armed.

MILA: May I help you?

 

[Cardassian cellar]

DAMAR: What's taking her so long?

 

GARAK: I don't know. (The door at the top of the stairs opens, then Mila's body tumbles down.) Mila!

 

(He rushes to her as a metal object bounces down the steps)

Kira: Garak! Garak, get out of there! (BOOM and they're knocked down. Kira crawls for a rifle and is stopped by a Jem'Hadar)

 

[Bridge]

(Casualties mount on both sides. A Federation ship gets a phaser straight through it, and the engine room explodes. Klingons destroy Jem'Hadar ships, others ram their vessels. Bodies fly off through hull breaches. Defiant dodges between cruisers with two Jem'Hadar on it's tail.)
BASHIR: I can't look away for a second.

 

O'Brien has a wound on his right shoulder.

O'Brien: Just fix the shoulder.

The ship is hit again

O'Brien: CAREFUL!

 

BASHIR: Sit still or you'll end up with one arm shorter than the other.