[Garak sneaks up behind a holographic 'Quark' and breaks his neck]
How was that?
Awful! [Garak looks offended] Did you hear that sound of bone snapping? I don't want that to be the last thing I hear!
[annoyed] It wasn't that loud.
You don't have these ears. Snapping vertebrae is out.
We're running out of options, Quark. You don't want to be vaporized because you need a body. The disruptor ruined your clothing, the knife was too savage, the nerve gas smelled bad, hanging took too long, and poison... What was wrong with poison?
It doesn't work. If I know the food is poisoned, I won't eat it. [motions to the "corpse"] Could you get rid of this? The sight of it is making me sick.
Computer, remove corpse. [it vanishes] For a man who wants to kill himself, you are strangely determined to live.
I'm going to die; don't you worry about that. I just want to find the right way.
"Right way"?
I don't want to see it coming, or hear it, or feel it, or smell it. I just want to go on with my life, and then... I'm dead.
Ah. You want to be surprised.
Exactly. I want to wake up in the Divine Treasury and have no idea how I got there.
I see. Perhaps that can be arranged.
Really?
You have my word. You'll never know what hit you.
