No, he warned me never to leave home. There were plenty of business opportunities right outside my door, but no! I had to listen to the Seventy-Fifth Rule of Acquisition: “Home is where the heart is, but the stars are made of latinum.” A lifetime of plotting and scheming, wheeling and dealing, and what has it got me? One measly little bar. My uncle Frin owns thirty, and my cousin Gaila-
"It's because they knew you were an honorable man. The kind of person who would do the right thing regardless of the circumstances. And now your integrity… is going to get us both killed. I hope you're happy."
[Dukat has accidentally activated an old recording left by his former commanding officer]
LKLegate Kell
Dukat! If you are seeing this recording, it means you tried to abandon your post while the station's self-destruct sequence was engaged. That will not be permitted.
You have lost control of Terok Nor, disgracing yourself and Cardassia. Your attempt to escape is no doubt a final act of cowardice. All fail-safes have been eliminated. Your personal access codes have been rescinded. The destruct sequence can no longer be halted. All you can do now is contemplate the depth of your disgrace... and try to die like a Cardassian.