Reality. Quark snaps awake at the bar. He looks like he's been to hell and back. Anxiously, he looks around the empty room, but the relief of realizing it's all been a dream doesn't help much.
“What have I done?!”
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QUARK: This isn't my fault.
(Dabo wheel stops.)
SISKO: You lose.
QUARK: No, no, no!
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every time I think I’m used to Ferengi, I’m jarred back to reality... ghoulish
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SISKO: Hello, Quark.
QUARK: You don't look so good.
SISKO: That's because I'm dead.
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bum bumm BA DOM!!!
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Quark stares out into space. Gaila, having gotten his answer, walks away, leaving Quark alone with those little lights sparkling out there in the void.
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“Look out there. Millions and millions of stars, millions upon millions of worlds. And right now, half of them are fanatically dedicated to destroying the other half. Now, do you think if one of those twinkling little lights suddenly went out, anybody would notice? Suppose I offered you ten million bars of gold pressed latinum to help turn out one of those lights, would you really tell me to keep my money?”
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QUARK: The Regent is insane.
GAILA: Stop being so judgmental. It's his bank account, not his mental health you should be concerned with.
QUARK: But twenty eight million people. That just seems wrong.
GAILA: If Hagath heard you talk that way he would toss you out the nearest airlock.
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GAILA: Quark, maybe I didn't make myself clear. I've been in the weapons business forty years. I want to retire.
QUARK: I don't blame you.
GAILA: But I'm not going to be able to retire if my hand-picked successor can't control his conscience.
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angsty stargazing
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QUARK: Twenty eight million dead? Can't we just wound some of them?
REGENT: I am here to buy weapons. Are you here to sell them?
HAGATH: Absolutely. Quark was just trying to make a little joke, but unfortunately Ferengi humor doesn't translate too well. So let's forgo any further attempts at jocularity, shall we? And get down to the business!
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“Well, that's enough fun for now. The Regent will be here shortly, and tonight we are going to make some money.”
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HAGATH: We had you going there, didn't we?
GAILA (having enjoyed the show): Oh, you had him, you definitely had him!
HAGATH: Quark, I love you. It's magnificent, all of it.
QUARK (shaky grin): So glad you approve.
bad touch BAD TOUCH
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