Strange Bedfellows

"But enough about the war with the Dominion; I want to hear about the war at home! You've just married that freighter captain, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Then war has broken out… whether you know it or not. A long, grueling, intoxicating war!"

"You can't be serious."

"I'm always serious."

"Well, hello!"

"I'm glad to see you find the death of my predecessor so amusing."

"Oh, you misjudge me. I miss him deeply. Here, let's drink to Weyoun 7!"

"Am I supposed to be embarrassed because Jadzia had a few lovers before you?"

"A few?"

"You're right. It was more than a few. It was dozens. Hundreds. In fact, I don't think there was anyone aboard DS9 who wasn't her lover!"

"Go. Crawl back to your Prophets. Beg their forgiveness. Live the rest of your life… in Sisko's shadow!!"

"I realize Jadzia saw physical love very differently than I do. To her it could mean many things, but to me it is a deeply spiritual act. When I made love to you, my motives were not spiritual. It was an unworthy impulse."

"Worf, we're not gods or Prophets. We're people. We make mistakes. There is one other thing I want you to know. I honestly didn't realize how I felt about Julian. I would have never hidden something like that from you."

"I believe you. And I do not hold any malice toward you or Doctor Bashir."

"Why should we trust you?"

"You can either trust me, or you can stay here and be executed."

"I vote for option one."

"I'm a patient woman, but I have run out of patience. I will no longer serve gods who give me nothing in return. I am ready to walk the path the Pah-wraiths have laid out for me."

"I'll walk with you. And no one will be able to stand against us."

"Those who dare to try, the Federation and its vedek puppets, the false gods and their precious Emissary, they'll all be swept aside like dead leaves before an angry wind."