So many...sticking with DS9 for now, since I'll be here all night if I don't limit myself.
As you'll note, I tend to prefer humor to drama...
Odo: I'll never understand the humanoid need to ... couple.
Quark: You've never "coupled"?
Odo: I choose not to. Too many compromises. You want to watch the Karo-Net tournament, she wants to listen to music, so you compromise: you listen to music. You like Earth jazz, she prefers Klingon opera, so you compromise: you listen to Klingon opera. So here you were ready to have a nice night watching the Karo-net match and you wind up spending an agonizing evening listening to Klingon opera.
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A Man Alone
Quark:You...gold...owe...ME!
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Babel
Odo:Madam, I am not like you! Every eighteen hours, I turn into a liquid!
Lwaxana Troi:I can swim
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The Forsaken
Elim Garak: I believe in coincidences. Coincidences happen every day. I don't
trust coincidences.
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Cardassians
Bashir: Try not to yell at any more admirals for a while.
Sisko: I wasn't yelling. I was expressing my opinion loudly.
- The Wire
Odo: (Takes the note, reads aloud) 'Dear Quark, I used parts of your disruptor to repair the replicators, will return them soon. -Rom'
Quark: I will kill him!
Odo: With what?
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The Way of the Warrior
Kira: What do Klingons dream about?
Worf: Things that will send cold chills down your spine and wake you in the middle of the night. No, it is better that you do not know. Excuse me.
[He leaves]
Kira: I can never tell when he's joking.
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Rejoined
Michael Eddington: I know you. I was like you once, but then I opened my eyes. Open your eyes, Captain. Why is the Federation so obsessed about the Maquis? We've never harmed you. And yet we're constantly arrested and charged with terrorism. Starships chase us through the Badlands, and our supporters are harassed and ridiculed. Why? Because we've left the Federation, and that's the one thing you can't accept. Nobody leaves paradise. Everyone should want to be in the Federation. Hell, you even want the Cardassians to join. You're only sending them replicators so that one day they can take their rightful place on the Federation Council. You know, in some ways you're worse than the Borg. At least they tell you about their plans for assimilation. You're more insidious... you assimilate people and they don't even know it.
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For the Cause
Weyoun: Captain Benjamin Sisko. Your psychological profile is required reading for Vorta Field Supervisors. I probably know things about you that you don't know yourself.
Sisko: If you're trying to impress me, you can forget it.
Weyoun: What would you say if I offered to make you absolute ruler of the Federation? No President, no Starfleet Chief of Staff, just you.
Sisko: I'd say your psychological profile of me isn't as good as you think.
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To the Death
Garak: We're running out of options here Quark. You didn't want to be phasered because you need a body. The knife was too savage, the nerve gas smelled bad, hanging took too long, and poison...what was was wrong with poison?
Quark: It doesn't work. If I know the food is poisoned I won't eat it.
Garak: For someone who wants to die you're strangely intent on living.
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Body Parts
Rom: I won't even tell them my name.
O'Brien: Rom, everyone on the station knows your name.
Rom: Well...I won't confirm it.
- The Assignment
[Worf's young descendent is awestruck by him]
Young boy: Are you the son of Mogh?
Worf:Yes.
Young boy: Is it true you can kill someone just by looking at them?
Worf: Only when I am angry.
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Children of Time
Bashir: There's nothing more romantic than a wedding on DS9 in the springtime.
O'Brien:When the neutrinos are in bloom.
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You are Cordially Invited
Martok:
[to Worf, before his wedding] We are not accorded the luxury of choosing the women we fall in love with. Do you think Sirella is anything like the woman I thought I'd marry? She is a mercurial, arrogant, prideful woman who shares my bed far too infrequently for my taste. And yet... I love her deeply. We Klingons often tout our prowess in battle and our desire for honor and glory above all else... but how hollow is the sound of victory without someone to share it with. And Honor gives little comfort to a man alone in his home... and in his heart.
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You are Cordially Invited
Worf:I have a sense of humor. On the Enterprise, I was considered to be quite amusing.
Dax: That must've been one dull ship.
Worf: That is a joke. I get it. It is not funny, but I get it.
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Change of Heart
Sisko: Where's Tolar?
Garak: I've locked him in his room. I've also given him the distinct impression that if he tries to force the door open, it may explode.
Sisko: I hope that's
just an impression.
Garak: It's best not to dwell on such minutiae.
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In the Pale Moonlight
Garak:
[to Ezri] I don't need someone to walk in here and hold my hand. I want someone to help me get back to work and you, my dear, are not up to this task. Well, look at you; you're pathetic. A confused child trying to live up to a legacy left by her predecessors. You're not worthy of the name Dax. I knew Jadzia. She was vital, alive. She
owned herself, and you, you don't even know who you are. How dare you presume to help me? You can't even help yourself. Now get out of here, before I say something unkind.
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Afterimage
Jack: The fact is that the universe is going to stop expanding and it is going to collapse in on itself. We have to do something before it is too late
Patrick: How much time do we have left?
Jack: 60 trillion years. 70 at the most.
Patrick: Oh no.
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Chrysalis
Quark: Let me tell you something about hu-mons, nephew. They're a wonderful, friendly people as long as their bellies are full and their holosuites are working... but take away their creature comforts deprive them of food, sleep, sonic showers... put their lives in jeopardy over an extended period of time and those same, friendly, intelligent, wonderful people will become as nasty and as violent as the most bloodthirsty Klingon. You don't believe me? Look at those faces. Look in their eyes.
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The Siege of AR-558
Garak:{as Jem'Hadar soldiers destroy his childhood home} All during the years of my exile I imagined what it would be like to come home. I even thought of living in this house again, with Mila. But now she's dead, and this house is about to be reduced to a pile of rubble. My Cardassia is gone.
Kira: Then fight for a new Cardassia.
Garak: I have an even better reason, Commander:
revenge.
Kira: {to herself} ...that works too.
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What You Leave Behind
...and of course, my sig.
