Woman: Can I have some service please? How long does it take? I've been waiting forever.
Man: Quark, this isn't what I wanted.
Odo: Having a bad day?
Quark: Like you care. Fizz, froth, flip, finial, foam and flare. What's going on at that table, anyway?
Odo: I take it there's a problem with your drink replicator?
Quark: A problem? No. Can't be. If there were a problem, I would have submitted an emergency maintenance request this morning. And if I had done that, Chief O'Brien would have assured me that Rom would fix it right away. Then, of course, Rom would have then promised me that Nog would fix it before the end of the day. And since this is the end of the day and there is no Nog in sight, we can only draw one conclusion. That I don't have a problem.
Dax: Is your drink replicator broken?
Quark: You're quick today.
Dax: Do you want me to fix it or not?
Quark: You?
Dax: That's right. Nog had a chance to take a trip to Ferenginar and I told him that I would cover for him while he was away.
Quark: Why?
Dax: Because he did a favor for me last week, so I owe him.
Quark: But that's work for a mechanic, a repairman, a lowly engineer.
Dax: I'll tell Chief O'Brien you said that.
Quark: A Supernova and a silven surprise. She can't do this.
Odo: Why not?
Quark: It's not right. She's above this sort of thing. Those hands weren't meant to be poking around inside a filthy drink replicator.
Quark: They were meant for higher pursuits.
Odo: You're in love.
Quark: That is the most ridiculous thing you've said this last year.
Odo: Really?
Quark: Really.
Odo: It must kill you that she's married to Worf.
Quark: I don't know what you're talking about. And since you're not going to order something, would you please step aside so that I can do my job.
Odo: Of course. By the way, that's not a Silven surprise, it's a Silken sunrise.
Jake: Is that it?
Nog: That's right.
Jake: Can I see it?
Nog: No.
Jake: Nog.
Nog: No. It's an official diplomatic message from the Federation Council to the Grand Nagus. It's for his eyes only.
Jake: Yeah, but you know what's in it.
Nog: Maybe.
Jake: It's a proposal for an alliance, isn't it? I mean, the Federation sends the only Ferengi in Starfleet to personally deliver a diplomatic message to the Grand Nagus? Something big is up.
Nog: You told me you weren't coming on this trip as a reporter.
Jake: I'm not. I came to see Ferenginar. I've heard a lot about it. I can't wait to see all the rain and the muck
Nog: Good. Because while I'm delivering the message to the Grand Nagus, you'll have plenty of time to play tourist.
Starbase: Shenandoah, this is Starbase two five seven. You've been cleared to leave our defense perimeter. Remain at one half impulse until you've passed the outer marker.
Nog: Acknowledged.
Jake: I don't get to see the Nagus?
Nog: Now why would you want to see the Nagus?
Jake: My father told me to say hello and to give the Nagus his best wishes.
Nog: You're going to have to do better than that.
Jake: And because I told the editor of the Federation News Service that I could get an exclusive interview with Zek.
Nog: Jake, you promised me you weren't coming along as a reporter!
Jake: I didn't promise, okay? I just sort of, you know. Okay, I promised, but this could be a really big story, Nog. The people have a right to know!
Nog: Forget it. You're not getting anywhere near the Grand Nagus. I have no further comments.
Jake: What's it?
Nog: I'm not sure. I'm having trouble with our long range scanners. Looks like our sensors are being jammed.
Nog: Uh oh.
Nog: Hang on!
Jake: Where did they come from?
Nog: I don't know, but it looks like they're heading for the starbase.
Jake: We're not sticking around are we?
Nog: Not in a runabout we're not. We're no match for a wing of Jem'Hadar fighters.
Nog: See if you can open a channel to Deep Space Nine.
Jake: Something's wrong. I think they're jamming our comm. system. Now why would they do that?
Nog: Because one of them's turned around and now he's coming after us.
Jake: You do realize you're taking us deeper and deeper into Dominion held space.
Nog: We don't have much choice. Every time I try to change course, they gain on us.
Jake: They're gaining on us anyway. We might as well try and head for the Federation. If we keep going in this direction, we'll run into Cardassia Prime, and that won't be much fun at all.
Computer: Warning. We are within range of enemy weapons.
Jake: Thanks for the warning.
Nog: All right. When I go to impulse, raise the forward shields and transfer auxiliary power to the phasers.
Jake: We're dropping out of warp?
Nog: If we have to fight, I'd rather do it at impulse. At least we'd have an edge in maneuverability.
Jake: You're a Ferengi, why don't you try making a deal or something?
Nog: It doesn't seem they're very interested in talking. Stand by. Here they come.
Jake: Shields down thirty percent!
Nog: I see it.
Jake: We're losing main power!
Nog: Keep the weapons online. Everything else is expendable, including life support.
Jake: There's another ship coming in, bearing one seven zero mark two one five.
Nog: Jem'Hadar or Cardassian?
Jake: It's er, it's the Defiant!
Nog: What?
Nog: It's not the Defiant. This ship's registry number is NCC seven four two one zero. USS Valiant.
Jake: Valiant? Great name. I hope they tear that Jem'Hadar ship apart piece by
Nog: Jake! Jake!
Collins: Are you all right, sir?
Jake: Yes. It's nothing serious, Cadet er, Chief?
Collins: Acting Chief Petty Officer Dorian Collins. The Captain's asked me to escort you both to the bridge. If you'll follow me?
Farris: Main power holding. Auxiliary power on standby. Shields holding at eighty four percent.
Watters: Helm, bring us about to course two one five mark three one zero.
Shepard: Two one five mark three one zero, aye sir.
Watters: Set quantum torpedo warheads to maximum yield, full spread.
Farris: Maximum yield, full spread, aye sir.
Watters: Helm, initiate attack pattern sierra four.
Shepard: Sierra four, aye, sir.
Farris: Shields now at seventy eight percent.
Watters: Transfer auxiliary power to shields.
Nog: This is Red Squad.
Jake: Red Squad?
Nog: It was a group of elite cadets at the Academy. They were the best of the best. Red Squad received special training, special quarters, special everything.
Jake: They have their own ship?
Nog: I've heard of Cadets getting command of a runabout or a shuttle, but not a starship.
Watters: Fire!
Watters: As you were. This is the Captain. Stand down from Red Alert. All stations submit damage and casualty reports to the first officer. Glad to see you made it in one piece. I'm Tim Watters, Commanding Officer. Welcome aboard.
Nog: Thank you. Sir?
Watters: Sir, is correct, ensign. I was given a battlefield commission and command of this vessel by the late Captain Ramirez. Using that authority, I have commissioned and promoted other members of Red Squad as needed.
Nog: I see. Well. I'm Ensign Nog and this is Jake Sisko. We're from Deep Space Nine.
Watters: Sisko? You're Benjamin Sisko's son.
Jake: That's right.
Watters: I've heard a lot about your father. I see you're not following in his footsteps.
Jake: No. I'm a reporter.
Watters: You should really get that looked at. Chief?
Collins: Sir.
Watters: Escort Mister Sisko to Sickbay.
Collins: Aye, Captain. This way, sir.
Farris: Preliminary damage report, sir.
Watters: Oh, thank you. Ensign Nog, Commander Karen Farris, our first officer.
Nog: Commander.
Farris: Ensign. Sir, the Engine Room also reports that we still have power spikes cropping up all through the deuterium injector startup routine.
Watters: I thought we had that under control.
Farris: I did too, sir.
Nog: Have you recalibrated the lateral impulse control system?
Farris: No. What does that have to do with the injectors?
Nog: Well, the impulse system shares some of the same power relays used in the injector startup routine.
Watters: We'll try it. Mister Nog, why don't you wait in my ready room.
Nog: Yes, sir.
Collins: The training cruise was supposed to last three months. We had seven regular officers and a crew of thirty five cadets. The plan was for the cadets to run the ship while the officers observed and critiqued our performance.
Jake: So this was a training ship. Like the other one, the, er, the Republic.
Collins: Not quite. The Republic's an old ship. I don't think she's left the Terran system in fifty years. The Valiant's a state of the art warship. Our mission was to circumnavigate the entire Federation before returning home.
Jake: The entire Federation? With a ship of cadets?
Collins: Not just cadets, Mister Sisko.
Watters: We were transiting the Kepla Sector when the war broke out. As you probably know, a Dominion invasion force swept through that sector on the first day.
Nog: So you were caught behind enemy lines.
Watters: Correct. We were trying to make our way back to Federation held space when we encountered a Cardassian battle cruiser near El Gatark. That was our first taste of combat. In the first fifteen minutes, four regular officers were killed. Three others were critically wounded including Captain Ramirez.
Nog: Is that when you took command?
Watters: No. When I got to the bridge, the Captain was in pretty bad shape, but he was lucid and he refused to go to Sickbay. We had lost main power and we were adrift, but the Cardassian cruiser was no better off. So it was a race against the clock. The ship that got main power back online first would have a decisive advantage. The Captain, he was amazing. He directed the entire damage control effort with a punctured lung and massive internal injuries. He was a great man.
Nog: And he won the race.
Watters: We got weapons and impulse engines back online in three hours. And then we destroyed that Cardie ship. The next day, just before he died, the Captain ordered me to take command of the Valiant.
Nog: It's unbelievable. You've spent eight months behind enemy lines.
Watters: I didn't do it alone. The crew deserves the real credit. We have cadets here as young as seventeen who are doing the jobs of officers twice their age. But we're also seriously undermanned. I could use another officer.
Nog: I'd be happy to do whatever I can, sir.
Watters: I see you're familiar with the operations of a class seven warp drive.
Nog: Very familiar, sir. The Defiant has an identical engine.
Watters: Excellent. As of this moment, you are Chief Engineer. Congratulations.
Nog: Chief Engineer?
Watters: With rank of Lieutenant Commander. Your first assignment is to figure out why we can't go above warp three point two. Mister Parton believes it's
Nog: Excuse me, sir. I, I don't think I'm ready for this.
Watters: None of us were ready for the responsibility thrust upon us, Commander. But each of us found a way to rise to the occasion, do the job that had to be done. Ready or not, you are Chief Engineer. You can do this, Mister Nog. Just have faith in yourself, faith in your shipmates, and everything will be fine.
Nog: Yes, sir. I will, sir.
Watters: Good man. That's what I want to hear. Now if you can just fix our warp drive problems, we can get on with our mission.
Nog: Our mission? I don't understand.
Watters: My orders are to collect technical data on a new Dominion battleship operating in this sector. We keep picking up their comm. traffic, so we know they're in the area, but because we can't go faster than warp three point two, we're unable to get within sensor range.
Nog: And Starfleet knows you're in command of the Valiant.
Watters: No. We've had to maintain strict radio silence ever since the war began. The orders were addressed to Captain Ramirez, but since he's dead, the mission's now mine. Make no mistake, I will carry out that mission. Or die trying. Dismissed.
Collins: Coffee?
Jake: Raktajino, please.
Collins: Here you go.
Jake: Thanks. So, where are you from?
Collins: Me? Tycho City.
Jake: Oh, a Lunar Schooner.
Collins: I haven't heard that in a long time.
Jake: I picked it up from my granddad. Of course, he still calls Luna the moon like it's the only one or something.
Collins: Well, nobody who's ever lived on the moon calls it Luna, either. That's just something they say on Earth.
Jake: So what's it like?
Collins: You're from Earth aren't you? You've never been to the moon?
Jake: Just never got around to it. Tell me about it.
Collins: Well, people say it's so barren and harsh, but it's not. it's beautiful. I mean Tycho City's just a city, but outside where the gravity is still low and there's no air. You know, the sun only comes up once a month on the moon. Every lunar morning, my father and I would put on suits, hike out across the Sea of Clouds. We'd stop at this collection of boulders on the western rim and just wait for the sun to come up. Dawn is so shocking on the moon. One minute you're in the darkest night you can imagine, and the next instant, the sun lifts up and this glorious, pure light just explodes across the surface. I felt like I met God every morning. I'm on duty. Excuse me.
Watters: What's your solution, Commander?
Nog: I've taken the safeties off the plasma intercooler, the flux moderator and the pressure control system. That should solve the problem.
Farris: You do realize you're violating about fifty safety regulations?
Nog: Yes, sir, I do. But I also know that Chief O'Brien made the same changes to the Defiant. She never had a problem.
Farris: I don't know, Captain. This seems kind of risky to me.
Watters: Mister Parton?
Parton: After spending seven months plodding along at warp three point two, I'm willing to try anything, sir.
Watters: Watters to Bridge. Prepare for warp speed.
Shepard: Aye, sir.
Watters: All right, Mister Nog. Take us to warp four.
Collins: Can I help you, sir?
Watters: No. No, I've got it. Any problems with Sisko's arm?
Collins: No, sir.
Watters: You got a problem, Chief?
Collins: No, sir.
Watters: Have you been crying?
Collins: A little.
Watters: About what?
Collins: I was just thinking about home.
Watters: Come in. Chief, I think you can go now.
Collins: Thank you, sir.
Farris: Well, Mister Sisko. It sounds like you and the Chief had quite a conversation this afternoon. Home and family and the glories of dawn on the moon. Does that just about cover it?
Jake: That's about it. What's going on?
Farris: What's going on, Mister Sisko, in case you haven't noticed, is that we are in the middle of a war. We can't afford to have young cadets thinking about mommy and daddy when they need to be concentrating on their duties.
Jake: All I did was ask about her home.
Farris: All you did was plunge a member of this crew into emotional turmoil.
Watters: Jake. May I call you Jake? You're a reporter. Your job is to watch the way events unfold, not participate in them. Right now, you need to stand back. Take a look at where you are and what's going on around you. You're right in the middle of a great story. Maybe one of the greatest stories in the entire Dominion War. This ship is special, Jake. This crew is special. And whatever fates guide this universe, they've have chosen us to achieve some purpose in this conflict. I know that. Just as surely as I know your presence on this ship is no coincidence. You're here to write the story, to tell people of the Valiant and her crew. Don't interfere with the story, Jake. Don't become a part of it. Just let it unfold around you. Observe, listen, and then write it down. May I have your word you'll stay away from Chief Collins?
Jake: Okay.
Watters: Thank you, Jake. You're dismissed.
Farris: I'm not sure we can trust him.
Watters: We'll keep an eye on him.
Farris: What about Mister Nog?
Watters: Mister Nog wears the uniform. He'll do his duty. All right, that'll be all, Commander. I'll see you at eighteen hundred hours.
Farris: Yes, sir. Captain, are you all right?
Watters: Yes. Why?
Farris: I heard you were on the bridge during the midwatch again last night. You haven't been getting much sleep lately, sir.
Watters: None of us have, Commander.
Farris: No, sir. I suppose not.
Watters: Thank you for your concern, Karen, but I'm fine. Really.
Farris: Yes, sir. I'm sorry I even brought it up.
Watters: That's all right.
Jake: Where've you been?
Nog: Engine Room. I solved their warp problem.
Jake: What's that?
Nog: My Red Squad insignia. Oh, and in case you haven't noticed, this would be my new rank. Lieutenant Commander Nog, Chief Engineer. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?
Jake: You joined the crew?
Nog: Something wrong with that?
Jake: It's a little fast. We just got here and Watters puts you in charge of the Engine Room?
Nog: Captain Watters is used to making quick decisions. He felt I was the right man for the job, so he promoted me.
Farris: Red Alert. All hands to battle stations. I repeat, all hands to battle stations.
Shepard: Range, one point three two light years. Speed, warp four point seven.
Nog: What's going on?
Farris: We've found our battleship.
Shepard: Their course is one seven zero mark one three five. Speed warp three point nine seven.
Crewwoman: Bridge to phaser control, you've got a spike in your 3L subsystem. Take care of it.
Crewwoman 2: Sensors show a drop in gamma radiation.
Farris: Phaser reserve is losing power.
Nog: I'll reroute it through the auxiliary power interface.
Shepard: They've changed course.
Watters: Any sign they've detected us?
Farris: Negative. I think we're still outside their sensor range.
Watters: Maintain your distance, helm. Match their course and speed.
Shepard: Aye, sir.
Watters: Prepare a class three probe for launch.
Farris: Aye, sir.
Jake: What happens now?
Nog: We're going to launch a sensor probe to scan the battleship. That way, the Valiant won't be picked up on their scanners.
Jake: Won't they detect the probe?
Nog: Class three probes are designed to be virtually undetectable. There's almost no chance of it being spotted.
Jake: Almost?
Farris: I don't remember anyone inviting you to the bridge. Captain's log, stardate 51825.4. We've been shadowing the Dominion battleship for three hours. The data our probe has gathered so far has not only been interesting but it may have given us a golden opportunity to strike a blow for the Federation.
Shepard: Attention on deck!
Watters: Stand at ease. It's been a long eight months. A lot of hard work, a lot of sacrifice. Now we've accomplished our mission. We found the battleship and obtained a complete scan without being detected, and we're free to go home. But that ship out there is a direct threat to every Federation outpost and colony within fifty light years. That ship must be destroyed. It can be destroyed. Commander?
Farris: We've found a flaw in the design of their antimatter storage system. The primary support braces are made of viterium.
Watters: It's a very strong, very resilient metal alloy which just happens to become extremely unstable when exposed to delta radiation.
Farris: A single torpedo rigged with a radiogenic warhead could reduce those braces to the consistency of wet pasta.
Watters: And as a result, the entire antimatter storage system would tear itself apart. Commander Nog, you don't seem convinced.
Nog: Well, sir, in order to rig a torpedo to yield a delta radiation burst I'll have to remove most of the guidance systems. We'll have to target it manually.
Farris: We've trained for that possibility. It shouldn't be a problem.
Nog: We'll also have to get very close to the target.
Watters: How close?
Nog: Within three hundred meters.
Watters: It's dangerous, there's no disputing that. And no one would think any less of us if we just turn around and go home. But that means that some other ship with some other crew would be asked to finish the job that we started. I think we can do it. I think we should do it.
Jake: Can I say something?
Farris: You are not a member of this crew.
Watters: Let him speak.
Jake: You all probably know who my father is. Benjamin Sisko. So you know I'm not exaggerating when I say that he's considered to be one of the best combat officers in the fleet. And I'm telling you right now that even with the entire crew of the Defiant with him, my father would never try to pull off something like this. And if he can't do it, it can't be done.
Watters: We're Red Squad and we can do anything.
All: Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad! Red Squad!
Jake: This is suicide.
Nog: No, it's not.
Jake: Nog, listen to me. We're in way over our heads here. Now someone told me that ship out there is twice the size of a Galaxy class starship and three times as strong.
Nog: That's accurate.
Jake: And you really think we can go up against a ship like that?
Nog: I think that Captain Watters
Jake: Oh, really? Well, did you know that Watters has been taking cordafin stimulants for the past two months?
Nog: Where did you hear that?
Jake: Dorian told me.
Nog: You were ordered to stay away from her!
Jake: Will you forget about obeying orders for just a minute!
Watters: Watters to Shepard. Please report to my Ready room, Lieutenant.
Nog: That's not the way we do things in Starfleet.
Jake: I can't believe you're buying everything that Watters is selling.
Nog: He's not selling anything. He's reminding us of our duty.
Jake: I feel like I'm having a conversation with one of the bulkheads.
Nog: You don't understand because you've never put on one of these uniforms. You don't know anything about sacrifice or honor or duty or any of the things that make up a soldier's life. I'm part of something larger than myself. All you care about is you.
Jake: That's right. All I care about is Jake Sisko and whether or not he's going to be killed by a bunch of delusional fanatics looking for martyrdom.
Nog: Get out.
Jake: I don't even know who you are anymore.
Nog: I'm the Chief Engineer of the starship Valiant.
Jake: I'll have them put that on your tombstone.
Shepard: Mister Sisko. I'm afraid you'll have to miss all the fun. You're going to spend the rest of this mission in the brig.
Farris: All decks report ready, sir.
Watters: This is the Captain. We are about to engage the enemy. For eight months, I've told you to stay focused on one thing. Your duty. But now I want you to step back from your duty.
Watters: Take a look around. And I don't mean look at the walls. I want you to look at this moment
Watters: In your life. Take it in. Appreciate the fact that you are on this ship, with this group of people, at this point in history.
Watters: But understand one thing above all else.
Watters: This moment will never come again. Hold on to it. Savor it far as long as you can. You're Starfleet, you're Red Squad.
Watters: And you're the best. Now, let's get that battleship and we can all go home. Captain out. Take us to warp six, Mister Nog.
Nog: Warp six, aye.
Farris: They've spotted us. They're dropping out of warp.
Watters: Helm, go to impulse.
Shepard: Aye, sir.
Farris: We are in visual range.
Watters: On screen.
Watters: Lay in a strafing course along their superstructure and make it close. That way they won't get a weapons lock on us. I want to scrape some of the paint off their hull, Lieutenant.
Shepard: Aye, sir.
Watters: Raise shields, charge phasers. Fire at any targets of opportunity as we pass.
Farris: Aye, sir.
Watters: Torpedo status?
Nog: Torpedoes ready, sir.
Farris: Defense system, ready.
Shepard: Helm ready.
Watters: All right, Mister Shepard. Take us in.
Farris: Shields holding.
Shepard: Course stable.
Watters: Fire at will!
Watters: Helm, hard about! Tactical, get a target lock on those braces!
Nog: Impulse engines at full thrust.
Farris: They're trying to jam our sensors.
Watters: Mister Nog, initiate countermeasures.
Nog: I'm on it!
Farris: I've acquired the target. Torpedoes locked.
Watters: Full power to the forward shields. Helm, plot an escape course down the z axis.
Shepard: Ready.
Watters: Engage.
Shepard: They're turning to port.
Watters: Match them, helm. Keep us on track.
Shepard: Aye, sir.
Collins: Hull breach on deck two. Emergency forcefields are in place.
Farris: Steady our course, helm. I can't maintain targeting lock.
Watters: Karen, it's all yours. Fire when ready.
Farris: Understood. Just a little closer.
Shepard: We're losing our port shields.
Farris: Steady as she goes. Torpedoes away!
Watters: Aft view, on screen.
Watters: Did we miss the target?
Farris: No, sir. It was a direct hit. It just, it didn't work.
Shepard: Orders, Captain?
Watters: Lay in a new course one two seven mark three
Collins: Hull breach on deck two. Deck three, deck four.
Farris: Evasive maneuvers! Bring us about to course one two seven mark three two zero.
Shepard: I've lost helm control.
Nog: Main power's offline! I'm rerouting the
Collins: Auxiliary power's offline. But I still have phaser control. Shall I return fire? Sir?
Nog: No, it's over.
Collins: The Captain wanted us to
Nog: The Captain is dead, Chief. They're all dead. The ship is lost. There's no need for us to die here too.
Computer: Abandon ship. Abandon ship. This is not a drill. All hands proceed to emergency escape pods.
Jake: Help! Somebody let me out of here! Help!
Nog: Jake! Jake!
Jake: What happened?
Nog: We failed. (The first two are shot down. Two more set off then Valiant goes KaBOOM destroying one of them. Number four heads off.)
Kira: Captain, I'm picking up a Starfleet distress signal, bearing three one eight mark zero zero five. Range, ten light years.
Worf: That location is inside Dominion held space.
Sisko: Can you identify the ship sending the distress call?
Kira: Looks like it's from an escape pod. USS Valiant.
Worf: The Valiant was reported lost over eight months ago. It could be a Dominion ruse to lure us into their territory.
Sisko: Then again it may be genuine. We have to find out. Cloak the ship and lay in a course.
Kira: Aye, sir.
Sisko: We scanned the area for any other escape pods, but it doesn't look like anyone else made it.
Jake: It was a long shot. I just thought maybe
Sisko: How is she, Doctor?
Bashir: I've managed to repair her fractured skull, and with a little rest she should be fine.
Sisko: And Nog?
Bashir: Oh, a few bumps and bruises, but he's going to be fine as well.
Jake: Can I talk to him?
Bashir: I don't see why not.
Jake: Are you okay?
Nog: Yeah. You going to write a story about all this?
Jake: Probably.
Nog: What are you going to say?
Jake: What do you think I should say?
Nog: That it was a good ship with a good crew that made a mistake. We let ourselves blindly follow Captain Watters and he led us over a cliff.
Collins: That's not true. Captain Watters was a great man.
Jake: Dorian, he got everyone killed.
Collins: If he failed it's because we failed him.
Nog: Put that in your story too. Let people read it and decide for themselves.
Nog: He may have been a hero. He may even have been a great man. But in the end he was a bad captain.


Quark: I am truly impressed. And I'm not easily impressed. In all my years as proprietor of Quark's Bar, Grill, Gaming House and Holosuite Arcade, I have never seen such a glowing employee performance report. I mean, look at this. In three months, no customer has filed a single complaint against you. You haven't spilled a drink, mixed up a food order or short-changed a bill.
Aluura: I take my job very seriously.
Quark: And yet you always manage to wear a friendly smile.
Aluura: That's because I like my work. I'm happy to be here.
Quark: And it shows. The customers love you. Your fellow dabo girls love you. Even the Ferengi waiters sing your praises. And you know why? Because you're nice.
Aluura: I try to be.
Quark: You're nice to the customers. You're nice to the dabo girls. You're nice to the Ferengi waiters. You're nice to everyone. Almost everyone.
Aluura: You mean I've offended someone?
Quark: Look closely, Aluura. Can't you see the pain in my eyes?
Aluura: But I'm always nice to you.
Quark: I think you could be nicer.
Aluura: How much nicer?
Aluura: Oo-mox for Fun and Profit?
Quark: It's a quick read.
Aluura: Oh. You want me to be nice.
Quark: Let's face it. The customers, the dabo girls, the Ferengi waiters, they didn't hire you. And they can't fire you.
Aluura: You wouldn't. Would you?
Quark: Read the book.
Rom: Brother. We need to talk.
Quark: Go away. I'm in the middle of a meeting.
Rom: But it's important.
Quark: So is this meeting.
Rom: It's about our mother.
Quark: How many times have I told you not to mention Moogie when I'm working.
Rom: Sorry. But I tried contacting her this morning and I couldn't get through.
Quark: She's probably off visiting the Grand Nagus.
Rom: I tried the Tower of Commerce. There was no answer there either.
Quark: They're probably on vacation. Now leave me alone. I'm trying to concentrate.
Rom: Brother, you don't understand. I can't get a hold of anyone on Ferenginar. Not Cousin Gaila, not Lek. I tell you, something's very wrong.
Quark: All right. We will continue this later. In the meantime, you have some reading to do.
Rom: Hello, Aluura. She's so nice.
Quark: We'll see.
Sisko: A Dominion invasion of Ferenginar?
Rom: Think of the terrible repercussions to the Alpha Quadrant.
Worf: I cannot think of any.
Kira: How could the Dominion invade Ferenginar without first conquering the surrounding systems like Clarus and Irtok?
Rom: Brother, did you hear that? They've captured Irtok as well.
Kira: That's not what I said.
Worf: There are no reports of Dominion activity anywhere near that sector.
Quark: Why can't we get through to Ferenginar?
Rom: Moogie, the Nagus, Cousin Gaila. They're all dead.
Quark: We don't know that, Rom. But something is definitely wrong on Ferenginar.
Sisko: We'll see what we can find out.
Dax: Captain, a Ferengi ship is approaching the station requesting permission to dock. It's Grand Nagus Zek. And your mother's with him.
Rom: They're alive! Nice work.
Zek: Quark! Rom! It's good to see you, boys.
Quark: It's good to see you too, Nagus.
Zek: Come along, my dear.
Rom: Moogie! I was so worried.
Ishka: You're a good son.
Quark: I was worried, too.
Ishka: And you're a good liar.
Rom: Moogie, do you think it's a good idea to be wearing clothes in public?
Quark: He's right. What if one of my Ferengi waiters sees you?
Ishka: I hope they do. Tell them, Zekkie.
Zek: No, you go right ahead, my dear.
Ishka: It should really come from you.
Quark: Would somebody please tell me what's going on?
Ishka: It's one of those good news bad news type of things. Give them the good news first.
Zek: If you insist. Three days ago, I added a new amendment to the Ferengi Bill of Opportunities giving females the right to wear clothes.
Rom: In public?
Ishka: Anywhere we want.
Quark: That can't be the good news. If Ferengi females can wear clothes in public, then they can leave their homes. If they can leave their homes, they can go to work. If they can go to work, they can make profit.
Ishka: What's the matter, Quark? Afraid of a little competition?
Quark: You're sure that's the good news?
Rom: It sounds good to me.
Ishka: Oh, now you see why I like him best.
Zek: Face it, Quark. It's good business. For thousands of years, Ferenginar has allowed a valuable resource to go to waste.
Quark: Females? A valuable resource?
Zek: They make up fifty three point five percent of the population and contribute virtually nothing to gross planetary income. I say it's time they started pulling their own weight.
Quark: Better tell me the bad news. It might cheer me up.
Ishka: I doubt it.
Zek: The moment fully clothed females started appearing on the streets of Ferenginar, financial chaos erupted all over the planet.
Rom: That explains the communications blackout.
Zek: There was so much buying and selling throughout the Alliance that the entire planetary communications grid shut down.
Quark: If there's trouble on Ferenginar, what are you doing here?
Zek: I've been deposed. I'm no longer Grand Nagus.
Quark: Then who is?
Ishka: Who do you think?
Quark: Brunt.
Rom: Grand Nagus Brunt?
Zek: Acting Grand Nagus Brunt.
Rom: Brother, we're in trouble now. Brunt hates us.
Ishka: Well, don't start panicking. The Ferengi Commerce Authority hasn't confirmed him yet.
Zek: And they won't for three more days. Boys, together we're going to reconquer an empire or die in the attempt.
Ishka: What lovely quarters you have, Quark. Small, but lovely.
Zek: As of this moment, I declare this site to be the headquarters of the sole legitimate government of Ferenginar.
Quark: I still can't believe it. Brunt is the new Nagus?
Zek: Acting Nagus.
Quark: For three more days. Then it becomes official.
Zek: I'm not worried. I have a secret weapon. Your mother. Now here's the plan. One, we contact every FCA Commissioner and invite them to the station for a meeting. Two, Ishka runs the meeting.
Quark: Oh, they'll love that.
Zek: Maybe not at first, but she'll win them over. Using her vast financial knowledge and her keen instinct for profit, she'll prove once and for all that allowing females to wear clothing is the first step toward a healthier and more prosperous Ferengi economy. And three. What was three again, my dear?
Ishka: The FCA Commissioners reinstate you as Nagus.
Zek: And who can ask for a happier ending than that.
Ishka: But that's only the beginning, lobekins. I predict that one day, a female will enter the Tower of Commerce, climb the forty flights of stairs to the Chamber of Opportunity, and take her rightful place as Grand Nagus of the Ferengi Alliance.
Quark: Don't look at me. It was your amendment.
Rom: Nagus, you remember my son, Nog, don't you? He's the first Ferengi to join Starfleet.
Zek: I'll try not to hold that against him.
Rom: And this is my wife, Leeta.
Leeta: I've heard so much about you.
Zek: Would you like to hear more?
Ishka: Remember, she's Rom's wife.
Zek: Meaning what?
Ishka: Meaning she's broke.
Zek: She doesn't look broke to me.
Ishka: Zekkie.
Zek: Just having a little harmless fun, my sweet. Now Quark, you and your brother get rid of some of this furniture. And you, get three subspace transceivers off my ship and set them up in here. And where's my beetle snuff?
Zek: Grand Nagus Brunt.
Quark: Good afternoon, I'm calling on behalf of Grand Nagus Zek.
Rom: The Nagus summons you to a meeting here on Deep Space Nine.
Nog: He's counting on your support.
Quark: You'll be presented with some very interesting financial data.
Rom: There's profit to be earned.
Nog: And the Nagus wants you to share in these lucrative opportunities.
Rom: Yes, I'm talking about the Grand Nagus.
Quark: No, not Brunt.
Nog: Grand Nagus Zek.
Quark: Who said he was dead?
Rom: Wait. Don't end the transmission.
Nog: Hello? Hello? Where'd he go?
Quark: I know all about the ninety fourth Rule of Acquisition.
Nog: I know. Females and finances don't mix. But that can be interpreted in many different ways.
Quark: Hello? Hello?
Rom: That's not a very nice thing to say about the Nagus.
Quark: I beg your pardon?
Nog: There's no need to be insulting.
Rom: Hello? Hello?
Quark: That female happens to be my mother! Hello?
Zek: Are you sure you contacted every Commissioner on this list?
Quark: All four hundred and thirty two of them.
Zek: And you could only convince one of them to attend the meeting?
Rom: Maybe if we made some follow up calls.
Zek: I helped every one of those people earn a fortune, and this is how they repay me?
Nog: What a bunch of ingrates.
Ishka: Well, the news isn't all bad. The Commissioner who's agreed to come. It's Nilva.
Quark: The Chairman of Slug-o-Cola.
Ishka: He's a very powerful and influential voice within the FCA.
Zek: Unfortunately, he's a influential voice for the status quo.
Rom: I don't think Slug-o-Cola has changed it's advertising slogan in three hundred years. Drink Slug-o-Cola.
All: The slimiest cola in the galaxy.
Quark: Why would Nilva agree to come to the meeting?
Ishka: I don't know. But if I can convince him to support Zek, other Commissioners will follow.
Zek: Well, it's a start, at least.
Ishka: See? I told you it was too early to panic.
Brunt: Care to place a wager on that?
Rom: Grand Nagus Brunt.
Zek: Acting Grand Nagus Brunt.
Ishka: Now you can panic.
Brunt: I'll take an Eelwasser. No ice.
Zek: What are you doing here, Brunt?
Brunt: That's Grand Nagus Brunt.
Ishka: Acting Grand Nagus.
Brunt: Would someone please tell that female to take off those clothes. It's disgusting.
Ishka: Get used to it, limp lobes. This is the future.
Brunt: Over my dead body.
Zek: If that's what it takes.
Rom: I don't suppose you're here to reminisce about the time you helped my brother and me rescue Moogie from the Dominion.
Brunt: You're right. That's not why I'm here. Though I find it ironic that helping to rescue your mother was the first step on my road to becoming Nagus.
Ishka: Don't remind me.
Zek: I never should have given you your job back with the FCA.
Brunt: But you did. And as a Liquidator, I was able to bribe my way back into a position of power.
Rom: That is ironic.
Brunt: Face it, Zek, it's over. You're finished. Bankrupt. I'm going to liquidate you. Cancel that Eelwasser and get me a Slug-o-Cola instead. On second thought, I'll just wait till Chairman Nilva gets here. I'm sure he'll be happy to provide his new Nagus with all the Slug-o-Cola I can drink.
Rom: How did you know Nilva was coming here?
Brunt: Because it's my business to know. Go on, have your little meeting. Whatever you offer Nilva, I'll double it.
Quark: That's it. Get out of my bar.
Brunt: You dare threaten your Nagus?
Quark: Acting Nagus. You may liquidate us tomorrow, but right now this is still my establishment. Now get out before I kick you out.
Brunt: I'm going to make you a pauper. Uri'lash, we're leaving. Say goodbye to these poor people.
Quark: Out.
Zek: My boy, I'm proud of you.
Ishka: So am I.
Rom: Me too.
Quark: I just kicked the Grand Nagus out of my bar.
All: Acting Grand Nagus.
Quark: Whatever. I need to lie down.
Ishka: You busy, Quark?
Quark: Busy? Me? Nah. I'm just lying here wondering if it's not too late for me to start a new life somewhere.
Ishka: Oh, Quark, there's nothing wrong with your life.
Quark: I'm sorry. I stand corrected.
Ishka: You're overreacting.
Quark: Whatever you say.
Ishka: Reminds me of when you were a lobeling. You were always such a miserable child.
Quark: Moogie, leave me alone.
Ishka: I'm your mother, I can't leave you alone.
Quark: Try.
Ishka: Come on, on your feet. Zekkie's waiting for you in the bar.
Quark: Now what?
Ishka: He feels like playing a game of tongo.
Quark: We're all facing banishment from Ferengi society and he wants to play tongo?
Ishka: He wants to play tongo, I want to have a late night snack, you want to lie here feeling sorry for yourself. We all deal with stress in different ways. Any fresh tube grubs around?
Quark: How can you eat at a time like this?
Ishka: It's simple. You put one end of the tube grub between your front teeth, and you suck 'em right up.
Quark: You want tube grubs? Fine. Enjoy.
Ishka: These are minced. I wanted fresh.
Quark: You know, this is all your fault.
Ishka: It's my fault you don't have fresh tube grubs?
Quark: I'm not talking about tube grubs. I'm talking about Ferengi females wearing clothes and earning profit. I'm talking about Grand Nagus Brunt.
Ishka: Acting Grand Nagus Brunt.
Quark: You're not fooling me, Moogie. You've been plotting this all along. Ever since you met Zek, you've been working on him, manipulating him, whispering things in his ear. Things like equality for females.
Ishka: What's wrong with that?
Quark: I'll tell you what's wrong with that. You've ruined Zek's life, your life, Rom's life.
Ishka: As if you cared about any of us. It's your life you're worried about.
Quark: You bet I'm worried. Nobody else seems to care what happens to me. You come here to my station, take over my quarters, make me a part of your subversive schemes.
Ishka: What's the matter, Quark? Are you afraid you picked the wrong side? You can always go crawling to Brunt, beg his forgiveness.
Quark: I don't want anything to do with Brunt. I want my old Nagus back.
Ishka: Do you.
Quark: I want Zek to be the way he used to be, before he met you, before you twisted his thinking with your feminine wiles.
Ishka: Before he met me, Zek was a lonely, unhappy man.
Quark: But he was rich. He was the most powerful Ferengi alive. Now what is he? A puppet. And you're the one pulling the strings, making him dance to your evil, feminist tune. You're the worst thing that ever happened to Zek. You're the worst thing that ever happened to me. In fact, you're the worst thing that ever happened to the entire Ferengi Alliance.
Ishka: Maybe I am, but at least I'm not like you. A selfish, spineless, ungrateful
Quark: Don't forget miserable.
Ishka: Miserable excuse for a son!
Quark: Is that the best you can do?
Ishka: I haven't even begun. You should be ashamed of yourself. Why, you are nothing but a. Why, you are, you
Quark: Go ahead. Say it.
Ishka: You're a
Quark: I'm still waiting.
Ishka: You're a. You're a. You're a
Quark: A what!
Quark: Moogie. Moogie? Moogie! Moogie. Moogie. Moogie!
Rom: Moogie, please don't die.
Quark: She's not going to die. She's going to get better.
Zek: I hope so, for my sake, for her sake, for the sake of the entire Ferengi Alliance. And most of all I hope she gets better for your sake, Quark. Because if she doesn't
Quark: What did I do?
Zek: That's exactly the question I keep asking myself. What did you do to her?
Quark: I told you. She said she was hungry. I gave her some tube grubs. She thanked me, and then she collapsed. I wish you'd stop making me relive it.
Rom: Are you sure you didn't do or say anything that might have upset her?
Quark: I don't want to talk about it anymore.
Zek: What's wrong, Quark? Your conscience bothering you?
Quark: I haven't done anything wrong!
Bashir: That's not what your mother says.
Rom: Doctor, how's Moogie?
Quark: Will she live?
Bashir: Oh yes, she'll live. She needed a new heart and it's functioning normally. But she's going to need a few days complete rest. And she'll need to be kept far away from him.
Zek: And why is that, Doctor?
Bashir: I'm not sure exactly. All I do know is that she keeps repeating the same phrase over and over. It's all Quark's fault. It's all Quark's fault.
Quark: I wonder what she means by that?
Quark: And then I accused her of being the worst thing that ever happened to the Ferengi Alliance and she clutched her chest and collapsed. Moogie and I argue all the time. It's our way of showing affection.
Zek: Well, if you ask me, Quark, the worst thing that ever happened to the Ferengi Alliance is you.
Quark: I'm sorry.
Rom: Well I suppose we should contact Nilva and tell him the meeting has to be postponed.
Zek: We can't postpone the meeting! In two days, the FCA is going to confirm Brunt as the new Grand Nagus.
Rom: Boy, when things go wrong.
Brunt: The only thing to do is get down on your knees and beg for mercy. Who knows? You might find me in a charitable mood.
Zek: By the time I get through with you, you're the one who's going to need charity.
Brunt: Such brave words, yet so empty. I was very relieved to hear your mother is going to be all right. Of course, it doesn't do you much good. Nilva will be arriving tonight expecting to meet a brilliant Ferengi female. Do you know any? I mean, besides Ishka? I certainly don't.
Brunt: How pitiful. One day you're the Grand Nagus of the Ferengi Alliance, and the next you're nothing but a common barroom brawler. You see what happens when you put your faith in a female?
Rom: What about Leeta?
Quark: What about her?
Rom: Maybe she can meet with Nilva. She handles my finances and she's a female.
Zek: And a very beautiful one at that. But Nilva's expecting to meet with a Ferengi female.
Quark: We'll never get one here in time.
Rom: We're doomed.
Zek: No, we're not. You think if Ishka were here she'd give up?
Rom: If she were here, we wouldn't have a problem.
Zek: That's not my point. Your mother would never accept defeat. If she couldn't find another female, she'd, she'd, she'd
Rom: She'd what?
Zek: She'd make one.
Quark: You mean a hologram?
Zek: Better than a hologram.
Quark: What could be better than a hologram?
Zek: You.
Rom: Doctor Bashir certainly did a wonderful job on you. I'd call the operation a complete success.
Leeta: It must have been a very delicate procedure.
Quark: Tell me about it.
Leeta: There.
Quark: Well, how do I look?
Leeta: You look nice.
Quark: Nice? That's all?
Rom: Very nice.
Zek: You may look like a female but you have to do something about that voice.
Quark: I'm trying! I mean, I'm trying.
Zek: Well, try harder.
Leeta: And stop looking down.
Quark: I need to see what I look like. Someone get me a mirror.
Rom: You see, brother? You look lovely.
Leeta: There go his hormones.
Rom: You mean, her hormones.
Quark: Take it away, take it away. I'm sorry. I just feel so different.
Leeta: Would you stop staring at your chest.
Quark: I'm not staring at my chest, I'm staring at my hips. Aren't they too big?
Zek: Your hips are fine. Now let's get down to business. These are your mother's notes for her meeting with Nilva. Study them carefully.
Quark: Female apparel for a new source of latinum for a new Ferenginar. Hypicate cream for smooth skin and healthier profits. All these facts and figures. They're too much for me to remember.
Zek: Oh, nonsense. You just need a little time to practice your presentation.
Leeta: And while you're at it, we need to practice your walk.
Quark: What's wrong with my walk?
Leeta: You're lumbering.
Quark: This is never going to work.
Rom: Don't cry, Brother. Here, let me show you. Watch carefully. You see? It's more of a glide.
Leeta: That's good.
Rom: And when you sit, make sure your knees are touching. And don't forget to relax your shoulders, but keep your bottom tight.
Rom: What?
Quark: He's the one who should be wearing the dress.
Rom: Why me?
Leeta: You're so adorable, and complicated.
Quark: Maybe it's not too late. Come on, brother, I'll take you to Doctor Bashir.
Zek: Forget it, Quark. Rom may make a better female than you, but when it comes to business, you're the better Ferengi.
Quark: Looks like your stupidity has saved you again.
Rom: It comes in handy sometimes.
Quark: I can do this. Its only one meeting. I can be a female for one meeting, can't I?
Leeta: Not if you're lumbering.
Quark: I'll conduct the meeting sitting down.
Rom: Tighten your bottom.
Zek: I think you're doing wonderfully, my dear. I'm proud of you. I'm sorry. You know, you may walk like a man, but you make a very attractive female. Confusing, isn't it?
Quark: Not to me.
Nog: He's here. He's on the station.
Zek: Who is?
Nog: Nilva.
Quark: But he's not supposed to arrive until tomorrow.
Zek: That Nilva, he's a tricky one. But he makes a good cola.
Rom: What do we do?
Quark: I can't meet Nilva now, I'm still lumbering.
Nog: You look very nice.
Zek: Nog, I want you to escort the chairman to his quarters. Tell him I'll meet him for dinner tonight.
Nog: What if he asks about Ishka?
Zek: Tell him that Ishka is sick, but that tomorrow he'll be meeting with my other female financial advisor, er, er, Lumba.
Nog: Right.
Quark: Lumba?
Zek: You'd better start memorizing those notes.
Leeta: First, we need to practice your walking.
Rom: And your sitting.
Zek: And you'd better work on that voice.
Quark: Any other comments?
Zek: Has anyone ever told you that you have lovely eyes?
Nilva: Here, have a Slug-o-Cola.
Nog: Thank you. Welcome to Deep Space Nine, Chairman Nilva.
Nilva: You drink Slug-o-Cola, don't you?
Nog: The slimiest cola in the galaxy? Doesn't everybody?
Nilva: Good boy. Now, take me to Zek.
Nog: Zek wanted me to take you to
Nilva: Don't argue with me. Drink your cola and lead the way.
Nog: You're sure you don't want to stop by your quarters and freshen up?
Nilva: Not before I meet this female advisor of Zek's.
Brunt: Nilva! How nice to see you again.
Nilva: Grand Nagus Brunt.
Nog: Acting Grand Nagus Brunt.
Nilva: Well, I had a feeling I might find you here.
Brunt: I thought after your meeting with Zek, we could have a little chat.
Nilva: Oh of course. But I've really come to meet this Ishka female.
Brunt: Haven't you heard? Ishka's in the Infirmary. She's in no position to meet anyone.
Nog: Which is why you'll be meeting with another one of Zek's financial advisors. Her name is Lumba.
Brunt: Never heard of her.
Nilva: Oh, Zek has two female advisors?
Brunt: I didn't know there were two Ferengi females on the station.
Nilva: Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go meet this other female.
Nog: You're sure you wouldn't like me to show you around the station first?
Nilva: I want to meet Lumba.
Brunt: Lumba?
Leeta: Let's try it again.
Quark: My name is Lumba. You must be Chairman Nilva. Zek has told me so much about you. Ow.
Leeta: What's wrong now?
Quark: It's these earrings. They're killing me. Do I have to wear them?
Rom: No woman is complete without earrings. Why does everyone keep looking at me?
Quark: I'm going to bed.
Zek: Now?
Quark: I'm exhausted. If I don't get any sleep I'll never make it through tomorrow's meeting.
Leeta: Who could that be?
Rom: Come in.
Zek: Nilva!
Nilva: Zek. Here, have a Slug-o-Cola. Don't worry, I brought enough for everyone.
Nog: He insisted on seeing you immediately.
Nilva: Why, you must be Lunga.
Quark: Lumba.
Nilva: Oh, a clothed Ferengi female. And with your approval, no less. Either you've been inhaling too much beetle snuff or you're the greatest visionary ever to sit atop the Tower of Commerce.
Zek: Well, why don't you and I have dinner tonight and try to figure it out. We can go to Quark's and get some nice, juicy snail steaks. You can meet with Lumba tomorrow.
Nilva: I'm afraid that's not possible. You see, I have to leave first thing in the morning. I'm due back on Ferenginar for an important stockholders meeting. Oh, but those snail steaks do sound tempting. I know. Why don't I have dinner with Lumba?
Quark: With me?
Zek: Won't you feel uncomfortable being seen in public with a clothed female?
Nilva: Well of course I will, but you and I have made a lot of latinum together over the years. That should be worth some small diskomfort. But Lumba better be all you claim she is, or I'll have to liquidate you myself. Let's eat.
Rom: Have fun.
Nilva: Two snail steaks, lightly seared. Now, tell me something. Doesn't wearing all those clothes make you feel like a deviant?
Quark: Not really. And I'll tell you why. Because under all these clothes, I know I'm totally naked.
Nilva: I'll try to remember that. Now, you'd better explain to me how allowing females to wear clothing is going to make me richer than I already am.
Quark: I was hoping you were going to ask me that. You see this dress I'm wearing? Have you any idea how much it would sell for on Ferenginar?
Leeta: Would someone please tell me what they're saying. ZEK+ROM+
Nog: Shh.
Nilva: Let me see if I understand. Giving females the right to wear clothes allows them to have pockets. Once they have pockets, they're going to want to fill them with latinum.
Quark: Which means they're going to need jobs.
Nilva: And once they start earning latinum, they're going to want to spend it.
Quark: Which means Ferenginar will be expanding its work force and its consumer base at the same time.
Nilva: There will be plenty of profit for everyone.
Quark: When it comes to profit, I'm your girl. And I'm sure you could use some extra latinum.
Nilva: Meaning what?
Quark: I read the beverage trades. Sales of Slug-o-Cola have flattened out and Eelwasser had a very impressive third quarter.
Nilva: They were lucky, that's all.
Quark: I know a way you can increase sales of Slug-o-Cola by fifty to sixty percent.
Nilva: I'm all ears.
Quark: Target the new female consumer. Make Slug-o-Cola her drink.
Nilva: Nothing's stopping her from drinking it now.
Quark: But you're not encouraging her either. The slimiest cola in the galaxy. That kind of slogan doesn't appeal to women.
Nilva: Well, what would?
Quark: Let me see. Slug-o-Cola contains forty three percent live algae, right?
Nilva: In every bottle.
Quark: Well, how about something like, Drink Slug-o-Cola and keep your teeth a sparkling shade of green.
Nilva: Oh, Zek was right about you. You're very intelligent.
Quark: For a female?
Nilva: I think it's time for dessert now.
Quark: Good idea. I thought we were going to have dessert?
Nilva: Oh, we are. In my quarters.
Nilva: I never ever thought I'd find a clothed female so enticing.
Quark: Enticing? Me? Don't be silly.
Nilva: It's so good to finally be alone. Without all those people staring at us.
Nilva: Although I must admit, I did find it someone stimulating.
Quark: Maybe a little too stimulating.
Nilva: Can I help it if my lobes burn for you? If you don't believe me, just touch them. Touch them.
Quark: I'll take your word for it.
Nilva: You said you'd do anything for me.
Quark: I lied.
Nilva: Come to me, my little love slave.
Quark: Stay away! Stay away!
Nilva: Marry me!
Quark: I don't think your wife would approve.
Nilva: Who cares? She hasn't touched my lobes in months.
Quark: I can tell.
Nilva: Oh, I need you.
Quark: What you need is a cold shower.
Nilva: What a good idea. Why, you can scrub my back.
Quark: What if
Nilva: Yes?
Quark: I told you
Nilva: Yes?
Quark: I hate Slug-o-Cola.
Nilva: So do I.
Nilva: Oh, you torture me.
Quark: Stay away.
Nilva: Stay away or what?
Quark: Or I'll jump.
Nilva: I'll catch you.
Brunt: Let go of that man!
Quark: I'm trying.
Nilva: Would you please leave. You're making Lumba nervous.
Brunt: His name's not Lumba, it's Quark, and he's a male.
Nilva: A male?
Brunt: How pitiful. Zek must be truly desperate.
Nilva: Is this true? You're a man?
Quark: Do I look like a man?
Brunt: Nice try, Quark, but it's not going to work. He's the station's bartender.
Quark: Don't listen to him, hot lobes. I'm as female as they come and I'll prove it to you.
Quark: Well?
Nilva: Well, I'm not sure.
Quark: Oh, all right.
Quark: Now are you sure?
Nilva: Oh, completely.
Brunt: I tell you that is not a female.
Nilva: Well, she's close enough for me. Come, my dear. Let's go tell Zek that I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure he remains Grand Nagus.
Brunt: But why?
Nilva: Because that's what Lumba wants.
Brunt: His name's Quark!
Odo: Interesting ring.
Quark: It was a gift. Poor Nilva. Such a lovely man, but so lonely.
Odo: Really?
Quark: There was a sweetness to him, and also a strength. Sometimes he'd get this little glint in his eye. You know what I mean.
Odo: Not really, but I'm glad you had a pleasant evening.
Quark: You're mocking me, aren't you?
Odo: And you're being a little overly sensitive.
Quark: I've only been a male again for six hours. My hormones must still be out of balance. My emotions are raging out of control.
Odo: Is there anything I can do?
Quark: Would you mind giving me a hug?
Odo: A hug?
Quark: Just a small one.
Quark: Thank you.
Zek: I hope we're not interrupting anything.
Odo: Excuse me.
Zek: We just wanted to say goodbye before we go back to Ferenginar.
Ishka: Where the rivers run with muck and the streets are swarming with happy females.
Zek: And where, if all goes according to plan, the FCA commissioners will once again proclaim me Grand Nagus.
Rom: That would be nice, but Brunt's going to fight you at every turn.
Zek: I wouldn't have it any other way.
Ishka: I'm glad we have Nilva on our side. And we have you to thank for that, Quark.
Quark: Will you forgive me, Moogie?
Ishka: Of course I do. You may be a lousy son, but you made a wonderful daughter. I hope the experience taught you something.
Quark: It made me more compassionate, more empathetic, more nurturing. I feel like I'm trapped in my worst nightmare.
Zek: Don't worry. I'm sure it won't last. You'll be back to your old self in no time.
Rom: You are so lucky. No man ever gave me a ring.
Aluura: Quark?
Quark: Aluura.
Aluura: I read the book.
Quark: What book?
Aluura: You know, Oo-mox for Fun and
Quark: You shouldn't be wasting your time reading that kind of trash.
Aluura: But you told me to.
Quark: Forget what I told you. It was wrong and I apologize. You are a wonderful employee and I'm lucky to have you working for me. In fact, as of today, I'm giving you a raise. Another two slips of latinum a week.
Aluura: Really?
Quark: It's the least I can do.
Aluura: That's too bad.
Quark: All right, make it three.
Aluura: No, it's not that.
Quark: Then what?
Aluura: It's just that Oo-mox sounded like fun. The tympanic tickle, the eustachian tube rub, the auditory nerve nibble. But if that's the way you feel about it.
Quark: That is exactly the way I feel about it.
Quark: What am I saying? Aluura? Wait.


Molly: Wake up, it's time to go.
Keiko: Hi, honey.
Molly: It's almost seven. Time to get ready.
O'Brien: Time to get ready for what?
Molly: The picnic!
O'Brien: What picnic? Is that today?
Molly: Yes. Don't you remember?
O'Brien: Oh, well, we'd better get going then.
Molly: I'm going to wear my blue jumper.
Keiko: Oh, good idea, sweetie.
O'Brien: I can't believe how much she's grown since I saw her last.
Keiko: Look who's talking.
O'Brien: What?
Keiko: What have you been eating since we've been gone?
O'Brien: The usual.
Keiko: Well, say goodbye to the usual. I'm back and you're going to start eating right.
O'Brien: Can't it wait until after the picnic?
Keiko: No.
Molly: Mommy, can you help me put this on?
Keiko: Of course, sweetie.
O'Brien: Where's the sunscreen?
Keiko: I've already packed it.
Molly: This is where we're going, Yoshi. See?
Molly: Last time we went to Golana, you were inside Mommy's tummy.
O'Brien: Better get down to the airlock. The shuttle leaves in twenty minutes.
Molly: Can we bring Chester?
Keiko: I don't think that would a good idea, sweetie.
O'Brien: He might get lost.
Keiko: On second thought. All right, let's go.
Molly: Come on, Lupi.
O'Brien: No sausages?
Molly: I know what I'm going to be when I grow up.
O'Brien: You do?
Molly: Mm hm. I'm going to be an exobologist.
O'Brien: An exobologist? What's that?
Molly: Someone who studies animals from other planets.
Keiko: Like Chester.
Molly: Daddy, if you send us away again, can we take Chester?
O'Brien: Honey, I'm not going to send you away again.
Molly: You're not?
O'Brien: No, I'm not. I only did it because it wasn't safe for you to be on the station.
Molly: I know.
O'Brien: We're never going to be apart again.
Molly: Promise?
O'Brien: I promise.
Molly: You want to see me do some cartwheels?
O'Brien: You bet.
O'Brien: Wow.
Keiko: Yay, good one.
O'Brien: And what about you, little fellow? What do you say?
O'Brien: I couldn't have said it better myself. Real sunshine, fresh air, you and the kids. Life doesn't get any better than this.
Keiko: That was a pretty big promise you made, Miles, just a second ago.
O'Brien: I meant it.
Keiko: What if the war heats up again and the station isn't safe anymore?
O'Brien: I'll put in for a transfer. I never want us to be apart again.
Keiko: Molly?
O'Brien: Molly? Molly!
O'Brien: Molly! Molly!
Keiko: Molly?
Molly: Daddy, help!
Keiko: Molly!
Molly: Daddy, help!
O'Brien: Molly, I'm coming.
Molly: Daddy!
O'Brien: Hold on, Molly. Hold on. Daddy's coming. Come on.
Molly: Daddy, help.
O'Brien: Take my hand. Come on, just take my hand.
Kira: Keiko.
Kira: Have you figured out what this thing is yet?
Dax: It's some sort of time portal. From the chroniton signature, we think it sent Molly about three hundred years into the past.
Kira: I wonder what this place was like three centuries ago.
Dax: Odo contacted the Bajoran Archeological Institute to see what he could find out.
Kira: How do we get Molly back?
Dax: Well, first we have to find a way to reactivate the portal. It's been abandoned a long time and it was destabilized when Molly fell through. The problem is, we're not sure how this technology works.
Kira: Well, something tells me the Chief isn't going to stop until he figures it out.
Dax: Something tells me you're right.
Kira: Assuming you can get this back online, what then?
Dax: We punch a transport scanning beam through the portal and then we try to lock on to Molly's DNA signature.
Kira: And pull her back into the present.
Dax: That's the idea.
O'Brien: Oh, bollocks!
Keiko: It's all right, sweetie. Shh, it's all right.
O'Brien: Maybe you should take him up to the Defiant. It might be too cold in here for him.
Keiko: I'm not going anywhere.
Kira: I'll take him. Come on.
O'Brien: It's going to be all right, Yoshi. It's going to be all right.
Keiko: You're okay, sweetie.
Kira: Come on.
O'Brien: Give me a hand here. Okay.
Kira: Yes, yes I know.
Odo: You're very good with him.
Kira: He knows me. I had him inside of me for five months. Oh, I know. I think I might want to have one of my own someday.
Odo: According to the archeologists I talked to, the portal was built by a civilization that vanished two thousand years ago. Which means if Molly survived the fall, she would have found herself all alone.
Kira: You're saying that the planet was uninhabited three hundred years ago?
Odo: The first Bajoran colonists didn't arrive till the turn of the century.
Kira: An eight year old girl stranded alone on a deserted planet. Poor Molly.
Odo: With any luck, the Chief will be able to beam her out a few minutes after she fell. She'll hardly know she was gone.
Keiko: Miles, I'm getting scared. You've been at it all day. Just tell me you're getting closer.
O'Brien: I think I've found a way to modulate the temporal field generators. If it works, Molly'll be home in a few hours.
Keiko: She's just been looking forward to coming out here ever since I told her we were coming back to the station. Where's our baby?
O'Brien: Shh. Dear, come on, come on. We're going to get her back. Everything's going to be all right
Dax: Dax to O'Brien.
O'Brien: Go ahead.
Dax: The power convertor you asked me to reconfigure? It's ready to go online.
Keiko: What? What does that mean?
O'Brien: It means Molly's coming home. Come on.
O'Brien: Transporter interface link.
Dax: Synchronized.
O'Brien: DNA acquisition sensors.
Bashir: Locked in.
Dax: We're as ready as we're ever going to be, Chief.
O'Brien: Okay, let's do it.
Dax: The field's destabilizing.
O'Brien: We're losing power.
Dax: Temporal field established.
Bashir: We've got a DNA lock. It's her.
Keiko: Molly?
O'Brien: It's all right. There's no need to be afraid.
Bashir: Well, there's no doubt about it. The DNA sequences match. This is definitely Molly. My readings suggest that she's eighteen years old.
O'Brien: We pulled her out ten years too late.
Bashir: It's a miracle you managed to get her back at all, Miles.
Keiko: Maybe if you tried again you could pull her out when she was still a little girl.
Bashir: If you do that, there'll be no one to grow up and become this Molly. You'd be erasing her existence.
O'Brien: Yes, but we'll have our Molly back.
Keiko: Miles, this is our Molly. Just because we missed the last ten years of her life doesn't give us the right to take those ten years away from her.
Bashir: She's been deprived of human contact for a long time. It's not going to be easy for her to reassimilate. Her language skills are rusty. In fact, you two are the best hope we have of helping her recover them.
Keiko: She doesn't remember us.
O'Brien: She was so scared I doubt she even got a good look at us.
Bashir: It's possible that she's blocked out all memories of her earlier life in order to cope with her isolation.
Keiko: So what do we do?
Bashir: I'm going to keep her under sedation until we get back to Deep Space Nine. I've asked Captain Sisko to create a safe environment for her. He's having one of the cargo bays converted. I want you two to be there with her when she wakes up.
Keiko: What happens then?
Bashir: A case like this, there are no rules. We'll just have to feel our way through the process.
Dax: Hi. We have a little visitor. Come here.
Worf: And what exactly is this infant doing in my home?
Dax: Well, I offered to watch him so that the O'Briens could spend time with Molly.
Worf: I thought you said you were going to be working tonight.
Dax: I was going to run a spectral scan of that comet that's passing through the Denorias belt. But if I did that, who'd watch you?
Worf: Me.
Dax: That's all right. I want to stay with him.
Worf: Jadzia, you have been waiting for this comet to come into sensor range for weeks.
Dax: There'll be other comets.
Worf: Go. I will take care of Yoshi.
Dax: Worf, that's very sweet, but let's face it. You're not very good with babies.
Worf: I raised Alexander.
Dax: That's different. He was four years old when he moved in with you. You didn't have to change diapers. Babies are a handful. I should know, I've had nine of them.
Worf: I know. Five as a mother, four as a father. I can handle a fourteen month old child.
Dax: I didn't say you can't.
Worf: Fine. Go run your sensor scans.
Dax: You're holding him wrong.
Worf: Leave us.
Dax: All right, all right. I'm leaving.
Worf: AbomBhay mish! AbomBhay mish!
Keiko: Hello, Molly.
O'Brien: It's all right, Molly. We're not going to hurt you.
O'Brien: Would you like something to eat? I bet you're hungry. Golana melon. Mmm, it's delicious. It's for you.
O'Brien: It's good, isn't it?
Keiko: Hi, Molly. Remember me? Mommy.
Keiko: What is she doing?
O'Brien: I think she's trying to figure out who we are. Maybe she remembers looking up at us when she was little.
Molly 2: Ma. Ma.
O'Brien: That's right. Mommy and Daddy.
Molly 2: Ma. Ma.
O'Brien: Show it to her.
Keiko: I brought you something. It's Lupi. She used to sleep right next to you on your pillow every night. She's missed you. Go on, take her.
Keiko: You remember Lupi, don't you?
O'Brien: This is a ball, Molly.
Keiko: May I have the ball?
Keiko: Would you like the ball, Molly?
O'Brien: Molly, give me the ball.
Keiko: Julian said it would take a while.
O'Brien: Yeah, well I hope she catches on soon. We're running out.
Keiko: This is a ball, Molly.
O'Brien: Would you like the ball? I'll give you the ball, then you give me the ball, huh?
O'Brien: Give me the ball, Molly. Molly, give me the ball. Please?
O'Brien: Yes, that's it!
Keiko: Good girl!
O'Brien: That's it. That's my girl. That's my Molly.
Dax: Is he all right?
Worf: He is fine. He just will not go to sleep.
Dax: Did you change him?
Worf: I changed him.
Dax: Did you feed him?
Worf: I fed him.
Dax: Did you read him a story?
Worf: I read him a story.
Dax: Did you sing to him?
Worf: Until my throat was raw.
Dax: Sounds like you tried everything. I'll take over from here.
Worf: That is not necessary.
Dax: Worf, you're exhausted. Get some sleep.
Worf: No. I am a Klingon warrior and a Starfleet officer. I have piloted starships through Dominion minefields. I have stood in battle against Kelvans twice my size. I courted and won the heart of the magnificent Jadzia Dax. If I can do these things, I can make this child go to sleep.
Dax: Talk about losing perspective. Listen to yourself. Why is this baby-sitting thing so important all of a sudden?
Worf: It is not important to me. It is important to you.
Dax: What are you talking about?
Worf: You are judging me on my fitness to be a parent. Don't deny it, Jadzia. I can see it in your eyes. I have proven myself to be a worthy husband to you, but you are not convinced I would be a good parent to your children.
Dax: Who said anything about having children?
Worf: Go to sleep. I have work to do.
Keiko: Sorry I'm late.
O'Brien: Oh, hi. She went to sleep a couple of hours ago.
Keiko: How does she keep from falling?
O'Brien: You got me.
Keiko: Dax said she'll look after Yoshi until your shift's over.
O'Brien: Good. I've fallen behind on my repair schedule the last couple of days.
Keiko: Miles.
Keiko: Do you want the brush, Molly? You can have it.
O'Brien: More and more when I look at her, I can see the little girl she used to be.
Bashir: Has she spoken yet?
O'Brien: No, but I can tell she understands what we're saying.
Bashir: Has she responded to her name?
O'Brien: Oh, absolutely. Look at this.
Bashir: Interesting.
O'Brien: She drew it. Not bad, eh?
Bashir: She's anthropomorphised the landscape.
O'Brien: Yeah, she loves to draw. Oh, did I tell you? She began eating with a spoon. At this rate, she'll be reading and writing in a few weeks.
Bashir: Well, just be careful not to push her too hard. If she gets frustrated, she might withdraw and relapse into her old behavior patterns.
O'Brien: Ah, don't worry. I'm not going to push her. I don't have to. She's doing fine on her own.
Worf: Waq Kor do goH Ya. Gung gung gung.
Bashir: Gung gung gung?
Worf: I was instructing your son in hehh DUHPP.
Bashir: Hehh DUHPP?
Worf: It's a Klingon exercise designed to teach children hand eye coordination, so they will grow to become warriors.
Bashir: Oh, I get it. The rattle is like the baby's first bat'leth kind of thing.
O'Brien: How'd he do?
Worf: He acquitted himself well.
O'Brien: Thanks for watching him.
Bashir: Oh, Worf, you might want to leave the rattle just in case Yoshi wants to practice his hehh DUHPPing.
Keiko: Molly, come on. Molly, Molly please.
O'Brien: What's going on?
Keiko: She's been like this for over an hour.
O'Brien: I'll try to calm her down.
Keiko: I have to go. I have to pick up Yoshi and take him home.
Molly 2: Ho muh.
O'Brien: Did you hear that?
Molly 2: Home.
Keiko: Molly? What are you trying to say?
Molly 2: Home.
O'Brien: Home?
Molly 2: Home. Molly.
Keiko: That's right. Molly.
Molly 2: Molly home.
O'Brien: You want us to take you home with us?
Molly 2: Daddy home Molly.
Keiko: All right, we'll take you home.
Molly 2: Mommy home Molly.
O'Brien: Mommy and Daddy are going to take you home. Yes.
O'Brien: Home, Molly. This is home.
Molly 2: Starry stars.
Keiko: They're pretty, aren't they?
Molly 2: Home?
O'Brien: That's right. Would you like to see your room?
Keiko: Molly, Molly.
Molly 2: Home!
Molly 2: Home.
O'Brien: No, this is your home.
Molly 2: Home.
Keiko: Miles.
O'Brien: Look, I know. You lived there a long time, but this is home too.
Molly 2: Molly home.
Keiko: I know, sweetie. We can't go there right now.
O'Brien: Maybe we can.
Keiko: Look, Miles, she's so happy.
O'Brien: She has no idea it's a holosuite.
Keiko: It must be confusing to her. One minute she's on a space station, the next minute she's running around outside.
O'Brien: Well there's no reason we can't take her here for an hour or two every day. I'll talk to Quark about scheduling some regular time.
Molly 2: Mummy, Mummy, Daddy.
O'Brien: That's my girl!
O'Brien: I'll be right back.
Keiko: Okay. Ooo, look at this.
Quark: Sorry to interrupt, Chief, but your time is up. These gentlemen have a reservation.
O'Brien: I'll pay for their time if they can wait another half hour.
Quark: They seem to have their hearts set on some afternoon carnage now.
O'Brien: All right. Give me a minute.
Quark: Let me buy you gentlemen a drink.
Keiko: Oh, pretty Molly.
O'Brien: Molly, honey, we've got to go. Molly.
O'Brien: Computer, end program. We'll come back tomorrow.
Molly 2: Home!
Keiko: We have to go, honey.
O'Brien: It's okay, it's okay.
Keiko: Sweetie, we'll come back another day. I promise.
Quark: I'm sorry, little lady.
O'Brien: Molly!
O'Brien: Molly!
Odo: On stun.
Keiko: Molly!
Odo: Odo to Doctor Bashir. We have a medical emergency in Quark's.
Sisko: The Tarkalean she attacked is recovering in the Infirmary. Doctor Bashir tells me he should be on his feet in a few days.
Odo: He's filed charges against her. Assault with a deadly weapon.
O'Brien: She wasn't trying to hurt him, she was just trying to get away.
Odo: I tried to tell him that but he wasn't interested in hearing excuses. As far as he's concerned, she's dangerous and should be incarcerated.
O'Brien: Incarcerated?
Sisko: I've talked to the Federation magistrate and explained the situation. She wants Molly taken to a special care center on Dalvos Prime for evaluation.
O'Brien: They're going to keep her there, aren't they?
Sisko: We might be looking at a long term situation, yes. But it's the best facility of its kind.
O'Brien: Molly belongs with Keiko and me. If she's going to make a connection with anybody it's going to be us, not some therapist she doesn't even know.
Sisko: I'm sorry, Chief. I wish there were another way.
O'Brien: Captain, please. Don't let them take her away.
Bashir: Her body's flooded with adrenalin. I'm not sure how long she can tolerate being confined like this. It might send her into shock. We have to find a way to calm her down.
O'Brien: Molly. Molly.
Molly 2: Daddy, home.
O'Brien: Molly, don't.
O'Brien: No!
Keiko: Miles!
O'Brien: Turn it off, damn it!
O'Brien: Molly, Molly.
Molly 2: Home.
Keiko: What are we going to do?
Bashir: It won't do any good to keep sedating her like this. The bottom line is, she needs open spaces and plenty of it.
O'Brien: She's not going to get that at a special care center.
Bashir: I'll talk to the Captain about putting her back in a holosuite for the time being.
O'Brien: But what happens when they put her on a transport? What happens then?
Dax: Oh, what a day. I can't wait to get out of my uniform. Where's Kirayoshi? I thought you were going to watch him this afternoon. Worf, what's wrong?
Bashir: Kirayoshi took a little fall.
Dax: Is he all right?
Bashir: Oh, yes. Just a small bump on the forehead. Happens all the time, children his age. A little sleep, he'll be as right as rain.
Dax: Thanks.
Bashir: Well, I've got to get back to the Infirmary.
Dax: You want to tell me what happened?
Worf: We were playing. I was pretending to be a grint hound and chased him. He was laughing so hard he did not look to see where he was going and fell against the edge of the table.
Dax: It was an accident. It could have happened to anyone.
Worf: I was too rough with him. I was careless. You were right to question my fitness as a father.
Dax: Worf, I never questioned your fitness as a father. Don't put words into my mouth.
Worf: I failed Alexander, I failed Kirayoshi, and I would have failed our children as well.
Dax: Where are you going?
Worf: I should not be here when he wakes up.
Dax: Worf.
Worf: Jadzia, I'm sorry I've failed to prove myself to you.
Keiko: We've got to do something. We can't let them take her away.
O'Brien: We don't have any choice. We just have to hope Molly can adjust.
Keiko: How can you say that? How can you just give up? You're planning something.
O'Brien: What are you talking about?
Keiko: Miles, I've known you a long time. You are planning something and you want to keep me out if it.
O'Brien: The less you know, the better.
Keiko: Why?
O'Brien: Because there's going to be consequences.
Keiko: So we'll face them together. She's my daughter too.
O'Brien: Keiko, listen to me.
Keiko: Don't argue with me. I am as stubborn as you. Now, what are we going to do?
O'Brien: We're going to steal a runabout and take Molly back to Golana.
Keiko: But that's the first place they'll look for her. They'll find her, unless. Unless we send her back through the portal into the past.
O'Brien: Yeah. Once she's through we can destroy it. That way no one will ever find her.
Keiko: But we'll never see her again.
O'Brien: I wish there were some other way. Golana's been her home for ten years. She knows how to survive there. She'll be all right.
O'Brien: How is she?
Pinar: Doctor Bashir said she'd be unconscious for a few more hours. We'll transfer her to a holosuite before she wakes up.
O'Brien: There are no holosuites available. Odo said we should move her back to the cargo bay.
Pinar: He didn't mention it to me.
O'Brien: Well, check the log. He said he made a note of it.
O'Brien: Did you get everything?
Keiko: It's all in here.
Jones: Chief. Jones to Security. I've found them.
Jones: They were trying to steal a runabout.
Odo: Find out if Deputy Pinar has regained consciousness. I'm going to need his statement.
O'Brien: Odo, please let us go.
Keiko: If you put her back in a holding cell, she'll die.
Odo: I'm disappointed in you, Chief. If anyone could break a prisoner out of a holding cell and get them off the station, I'd have thought it would have been you.
Odo: On your way.
Keiko: Thank you.
Keiko: Thank you.
Odo: Go.
Keiko: There's a knife and a blanket.
Molly 2: Lupi.
Keiko: Yes, that's right, sweetie.
O'Brien: Everything's ready to go. I've recalibrated the temporal field generator. We should be able to put her back at the same point in time when we took her out. Molly, honey, Can I show you something?
O'Brien: You're going home now, Molly. Home is right through there.
Molly 2: Home?
Keiko: Mommy loves you, sweetie.
O'Brien: I love you, too. Go on, honey. Home.
Molly 2: Stars. Your home.
O'Brien: That's right. When you look up at the stars, that's where we'll be, watching you. Go on, honey.
Molly 2: Molly loves you.
Molly 2: Molly?
Molly: I want my mommy and daddy.
Molly 2: There.
Molly 2: Mommy, Daddy there.
Molly 2: Molly home.
Keiko: Molly?
Molly: Mommy.
O'Brien: Oh, look at you. You okay?
Dax: Hi. You can come in, he's gone. I dropped him off at the O'Briens a few minutes ago. Oh, you should've seen his face when he saw his sister again.
Worf: Did you apologize to them for me?
Dax: Yes, and they said not to worry about it. It isn't the first time he's bumped his head. They invited us for dinner tonight to thank us for watching him.
Worf: What did you tell them?
Dax: Well, I told them that we had a holosuite reservation, and that I'd check you. By the way, what does gung gung gung mean?
Worf: Why do you ask?
Dax: Well, it was the strangest thing. I was taking Yoshi home and he kept shaking his rattle, saying gung gung gung.
Worf: He did?
Dax: He seemed to get a bit kick out of it. So what does it mean?
Worf: That is between Yoshi and me.
Dax: Oh, I see. Well, you made a big impression on him. Maybe you're not as bad with children as you thought.
Worf: Or as you thought.
Dax: All right, maybe I had my doubts. But I've never been happier to be proven wrong. Oh, we'd better get going if we're going to make that holosuite reservation.
Worf: Holosuite? And insult the O'Briens?
Dax: We wouldn't want to do that.
Worf: He really said gung gung gung?
Dax: Over and over again.
O'Brien: The Captain's volunteered to represent me at the hearing.
Keiko: If anyone can make Starfleet understand what you did, it's him.
Molly: Mommy?
Keiko: Yes, sweetie?
Molly: The girl who found me, can I see her again?
Keiko: Not for a while, honey.
Molly: She was so nice.
O'Brien: According to Dax, the recalibration didn't hold, so the portal sent her back to the same point in time it sent little Molly.
Keiko: I wonder if she realized that the little girl she was looking at was herself.
O'Brien: I hope so. And I hope she realized that in a way she was going home too.
Molly: Look. It's where we had the picnic.
Molly: Don't you like it?
O'Brien: It's beautiful.
Keiko: Ah, sweetie, it's lovely, just lovely.