what i want to know is of all the stories you told me, which ones were true and which ones weren't?
my dear doctor, they're all true.
even the lies?
especially the lies.
it all comes down to a question of loyalty. my dear doctor, yiri had to choose between protecting his brother and protecting the state. he chose the state. as would i, every time.
uh, doctor. i think it’s time for you to take advantage of my shop. if you’ll be there at exactly 2055 hours tonight i promise to show you a suit that will make you into a new man.
i can’t imagine bajorans frequenting a shop run by a cardassian.
i like to think that my expertise and willingness to serve overcome any general resentment any of my clientele may have.
i take it you didn't enjoy your brief stint on romulus. you were posing as a gardener, weren't you?
it was one of the few instances where my cover was more enjoyable than the actual assignment.
we've got to get you to the infirmary.
my dear doctor, i have no intention of putting myself on display for the amusement of the bajoran inhabitants of this station.