What are you talking about?
That's your fifth cup of coffee in twenty minutes.
I didn't realize you were keeping track.
Oh, nervous and irascible.
If you hadn't seen your wife and child for two months, you'd be irascible too.
Well, believe me, I'm looking forward to Keiko and Molly's visit as much as you are.
How many games of raquetball have we played in the last two months?
I don't know. Fifteen, maybe twenty.
Try seventy. I've been keeping track of that, too, and do you know what all those games have proved to me? That I'm a poor substitute for your wife.
I could have told you that sixty games ago.
Now, Jake, what can I do for you?
I need some advice. See, there's this older woman and I think we're perfect for each other.
I don't know what she thinks.
Well, Jake, my advice to you is to tell Marda how you feel. That way you'll know...
You broke up? Well then, who?
I love you, Nerys. Wanna go out with me?
[Kai Winn is trying to compel Dr. Bashir to treat Vedek Bareil in a way that will endanger his health]
Listen to me. I don't care about your negotiations, and I don't care about your treaty. All I care about is my patient, and at the moment he needs more medical care and less politics. Now, you can either leave here willingly or I'll call security and have you thrown out.
You won't need to call them. I'll do it myself.
KWKai Winn
How is Bareil?
The organ replacement surgery went well. He's still unconscious, but he should be awake within the hour.
KWKai Winn
Oh, good. There are still several points I have to discuss with him before the next negotiating session.
That's why I'm here. When you see Bareil, I want you to tell him that you don't need him, that you can complete these negotiations without him.
KWKai Winn
But I do need him, Doctor.
I realise that. But I want you to tell him that you don't.
KWKai Winn
You seem to be asking me to lie.
I'm asking you to free Bareil of his obligations to you. The only way he'll accept that is if you tell him he's no longer needed, that you can go on without him. Now, if that's a lie, then so be it.
KWKai Winn
That doesn't sound like a Starfleet officer.
I'm a doctor first. And right now, I'm trying to give my patient his best chance to live. The only way to do that is to put him in stasis. Bareil knows that, but his desire to complete these negotiations is so strong that he's forcing me to keep him conscious and mentally alert, even though it may kill him.
KWKai Winn
None of us wants that to happen, Doctor. But if I'm not mistaken, the decision regarding Bareil's treatment is up to him.
Yes. As the patient, it is his right to make that choice. But I'm asking you to help me change his mind. Eminence, you're the Kai. These are your negotiations. Let this be your moment in history. Finish the talks on your own and you won't have to share the credit with anyone.
KWKai Winn
You say that as though success is guaranteed, Doctor.
Of course. If the talks fail, you'll need someone to accept the blame. A scapegoat. [disgusted] You're a coward. You're afraid to stand alone.
KWKai Winn
Bareil's already made his decision, Doctor. I won't interfere. And Doctor? [in a threatening tone] I won't forget what you've said here.
[Bareil has been declared brain-dead]
[fighting back tears] Julian, you can't give up now. You have to keep going.
[sadly] Nerys, if I remove the rest of his brain and replace it with a machine, he may look like Bareil, he may even talk like Bareil, but he won't be Bareil. The spark of life will be gone. He'll be dead. And I'll be the one who killed him.
[sobbing] But if we do nothing, he'll die!
That's right, he will. But he'll die like a man, not a machine. Please, don't make me fight you on this one. Just let him go.
[Nog has been asking Sisko for a letter of recommendation to join Starfleet Academy; Sisko has refused, thinking it's some kind of scam]
I'm not going to put my reputation on the line just to satisfy some whim of yours.
It's not just a whim. I'm serious about joining Starfleet.
: I don't have time for this, Nog. Now whatever little scheme you had, you can forget it. I'm not giving you that letter.
[angered] It's not a joke or a scheme! I want to join Starfleet. I want it more than anything I've ever wanted anything in my life!
You're a Ferengi. Why would you want to be in Starfleet? Where's the profit in it?
I don't care about profit!
Then what do you care about!? [Sisko takes Nog's shoulders and shakes him] Come on, Nog, tell me! Why is it so damned important for you to get into Starfleet? Why are you doing this?
[voice breaking] Because I don't want to end up like my father! [shocked, Sisko releases him]
That's right. My father. He's been chasing profit his whole life, and what has it gotten him? Nothing. And you know why? Because he doesn't have the lobes...and neither do I.
[quoting] "And a Ferengi without profit..."
The eighteenth Rule of Acquisition.
My father is a mechanical genius. He could've been Chief Engineer of a starship if he'd had the opportunity. But he went into business, like a good Ferengi. The only thing is, he's not a good Ferengi, not when it comes to acquiring profit. So now all he has to live for is the slim chance that someday, somehow, he might be able to take over my uncle's bar. Well, I'm not going to make the same mistake. I want to do something with my life. Something worthwhile.
I may not have an instinct for business, but I have my father's hands and my uncle's tenacity. I know I've got something to offer, I just need the chance to prove it.
All right. I'll see that you get that chance.
[overjoyed] You're going to recommend me to Starfleet Academy?
I'll send the letter the first thing tomorrow morning.
Commander, I don't know how to thank you! [he tries to embrace Sisko, only for Sisko to hold him at arm's length]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't thank me yet. You still have a lot of work ahead of you.
Don't worry. You're never going to regret this. [he offers his hand and Sisko shakes it]
