We are Klingons. We don't embrace other cultures; we conquer them.
S6 E7You Are Cordially Invited...
[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.
S6 E8Resurrection
I've been a bartender a long time. I've seen all sorts of customers—sad ones, happy ones, complicated ones.
Uh-huh. And Bareil, where does he fit in?
He's one of the tormented ones.
S6 E9Statistical Probabilities
JJack
There are rules! Don't talk with your mouth full. Don't open an airlock when someone's inside it. And don't lie about your genetic status.
[Weyoun and Damar, expecting to meet the Jack Pack, are intercepted by Odo]
Odo?
[sarcastically] Yes, I know. I 'honour you with my presence'.
S6 E10The Magnificent Ferengi
[at the end of a crawlspace, Quark and Rom emerge into Sisko's office.]
May I help you gentlemen?
[to Quark] I was following you.
Must have taken a wrong turn.
[deadpan] It looks that way.
[laughing] A child. A moron. A failure. And a... psychopath. Quite a little "team" you've put together.
Everyone, this is Keevan.
Hi. I'm Rom. This is Nog. That's Brunt—
Rom. He doesn't care.
Truer words have never been spoken. I'll advise you all to send final messages to your loved ones and make sure your wills are in order.
Why?
Because the moment we leave the station, you'll have signed your death warrants. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to take a nap.
YYelgrun
Your people have a reputation for cunning. I see that it's well-earned. Perhaps one day, the Ferengi will take their place as valued members of the Dominion.
Anything's possible.
YYelgrun
[trying to negotiate with Quark] And I thought the Breen were annoying.
No one's hiding, no one's escaping, and no one's surrendering! What's the matter with you people? Have you forgotten the Battle of Prexnak?
Who could forget the most important battle in Ferengi history?
Ten Ferengi stood alone against two hundred and seventy-three Lytasians.
GGaila
As I recall, all ten Ferengi were slaughtered.
The point is, we Ferengi are just as tough as anybody in the galaxy. And this is our chance to prove it once and for all.
LLeck
Quark's right. Let's do it for Ishka. Let's do it for the Grand Nagus. Let's do it for Ferengis everywhere.
Let's do it for an equal share of fifty bars of gold-pressed latinum. That they can all agree on.
GGaila
It always comes down to profit with you people, doesn't it?
We're Ferengi.
And that's why I love you. Fifty bars it is. Minus my usual finder's fee.
[Gaila tries to shoot Quark but accidentally shoots Keevan.]
I hate Ferengi. [falls over dead]
S6 E11Waltz
Captain's log, stardate 51408.6. I've been aboard the Honshu for two days now and I still haven't spoken to him, although the doctors have assured me that he's made a full recovery. Maybe that's what I'm afraid of. Maybe I prefer to think of him as a crazy man, a broken man. He'd be less dangerous that way. As terrible as it sounds, there's a part of me that wishes he were dead. But that's a thought unworthy of a Starfleet officer. He lost an empire, he lost his daughter, and he nearly lost his mind. Whatever his crimes, isn't that enough punishment for one lifetime?
Now, let me get this straight: you're not responsible for what happened during the occupation, the Bajorans are, hmm?
Yes! Yes, exactly!
So, why do you think they didn't appreciate this rare opportunity you were offering them, hmm?
Because they were blind, ignorant fools. If only they had cooperated with us, we could have turned their world into a paradise! From the moment we arrived on Bajor, it was clear that we were the superior race. But they couldn't accept that. They wanted to be treated as equals when they most certainly were not. Militarily, technologically, culturally, we were almost a century ahead of them in every way! We did not choose to be the superior race! Fate handed us our role! And it would've been so much easier on everyone if the Bajorans had simply accepted their role. But no. Day after day, they clustered in their temples and prayed for deliverance, and night after night, they planted bombs outside of our homes! Pride. Stubborn, unyielding pride. From the servant girl that cleaned my quarters, to the condemned man toiling in a labour camp, to the terrorist skulking through the hills of Dahkur Province. They all wore their pride like some twisted badge of honour.
And you hated them for it.
Of course I hated them! I hated everything about them! Their superstitions, and their cries for sympathy, their treachery and their lies! Their smug superiority and their stiff necked obstinacy! Their earrings and their broken wrinkled noses!
You should've killed them all, hmm?
Yes! Yes! That's right, isn't it? I knew it! I've always known it! I should have killed every last one of them! I should have turned their planet into a graveyard the likes of which the galaxy had never seen! I should have killed them all...
[Sisko clubs him over the head with a metal pole]
And that is why you're not an evil man.
[attacking Sisko] I'm so glad we had this time together, Benjamin, because we won't be seeing each other for a while. I have unfinished business on Bajor. They thought I was their enemy? They don't know what it is to be my enemy, but they will! From this day forward, Bajor is dead! All of Bajor!! And this time, even their Emissary won't be able to save them!
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