Benjamin Sisko: Hey, Jake that was a hell of a game! A hell of a game!
Jake Sisko: I gave up ten runs.
Benjamin Sisko: They’re Vulcans. If they were humans you’d have held them to just two or three.
Jake Sisko:When you put it that way.
Benjamin Sisko: Yes. Now, pardon me. I owe you an apology.
Rom: No. Unless you really want to.
Benjamin Sisko: I’m sorry.
Rom: Apology accepted.
Benjamin Sisko: If you have some time one day, maybe you can teach me how to bunt.
Rom: Sure… What’s a bunt?
Nog: That’s my dad.
Solok: I fail to see why you are celebrating. The Ferengi’s bunt was an accident. And you still lost the game.
Benjamin Sisko: You are absolutely right. And I couldn’t be happier. Quark, a round of drinks for the house on my tab.
Quark: I’m way ahead of you, Captain.
Solok: You are attempting to manufacture a triumph where none exists.
Kasidy Yates: I’d say he succeeded.
Julian Bashir: To manufactured triumphs.
Benjamin Sisko: Manufactured triumph. Hear, hear!
Niners: Hear, hear!
Solok: This is a typical human reaction, based on emotionalism and illogic.
Benjamin Sisko: Did I hear irritation in that voice?
Solok: Certainly not.
Julian Bashir: That sounded positively defensive to me.
Miles O’Brien: With a hint of anger.
Quark: And just a touch of jealousy.
Kasidy Yates: And a lot of bitterness.
Ezri Dax: Are you always this emotional?
Solok:I refuse to engage in this human game of taunting.
Ezri Dax: Human? Did I forget to wear my spots today?
Quark: All that intelligence and he still doesn’t know what a human looks like.
Kira Nerys: Captain. Here’s something else for your desk.
(She throws him a baseball signed by the team.)
Benjamin Sisko: Well, will you look at that. Would you like to sign it?
Benjamin Sisko: No.