#ds9 clip

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So, I was on Etsy and searched “DS9″ like you do, and this came up:

Nice! Link above. 

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Garak: Commander, I've already told the good doctor everything I know.

Sisko: I'd like to hear it again firsthand.

Garak: This is pointless. Believe me, there's nothing you can do. If my friend is correct, and Major Kira is being held by the Obsidian Order, retrieving her would be impossible.

Odo: Impossible for us, maybe, but not for you.

Garak: I'm afraid you overestimate my abilities.

Sisko: I hope not, because I intend to put your abilities to the test. The three of us are going to Cardassia.

Garak: The three of us? You can't be serious. Commander, if I were allowed on Cardassia, do you really think I'd be living here?

Sisko: Which brings up an interesting point. There are certain ministers in the Bajoran government who are concerned about your presence on this station. In fact, they want you removed. Right now, I see no alternative but to honour their request. Unless, of course, I can show them how you might be valuable to us.

Odo: Rescuing Kira would go a long way toward improving your standing with the Bajoran government.

Garak: Why should I care what the Bajoran government thinks of me?

Sisko: I don't know. But it seems to me if someone were in trouble with the Cardassian Central Command, a Bajoran space station under Federation control might just be the safest place in the galaxy.

Garak: Commander, this is extortion.

Sisko: Yes. It is. We'll be travelling under false transit documents prepared by Starfleet Intelligence. Mister O'Brien has reconfigured the shield harmonics of the Defiant so that, on long-range sensors, it'll appear to be a Kobheerian freighter. We leave in three hours.

Garak: I'll go along on your fool's errand, but I want one thing to be perfectly clear. I have no intention of sacrificing my life to save yours. If it looks like we're in danger of being captured, if there's any signs of trouble at all, you're on your own.

Sisko: Mister Garak, I believe that's the first completely honest thing you've ever said to me.

Garak: How perceptive of you, Commander.

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After posting the GIF version of this the other day, thought I would post the entire scene with the dialog, including Sisko’s line at the end.

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Watching this clip from “Statistical Probabilities,”I just caught this line from Bashir, as he argues to Sisko that the only “logical” option in the war is for the Federation to surrender:

"We’ve run dozens of different scenarios. Even if something unlikely were to happen tilting the scales in our favor, such as an anti-Dominion coup on Cardassia, we’ll still lose this war!”

Hey, guess what happened? Not a coup, but the Cardassian Liberation Front! Your models were wrong. Sisko was right. Models can’t predict everything.

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Smooth, Mr. Bashir.

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From “In the Pale Moonlight” (DS9 6x19)

Because I posted the video of the last two scenes yesterday and love this one, set on a turbolift, as well. Not only does it have Garak saying “It’s best not to dwell on such minutiae,” but it has Sisko uttering what is always my favorite line of his: “What?!”

Transcript (Source)

Garak: Mind if I join you?

Sisko: Be my guest. (Turbolift door closes.) Ops.

Garak: Hold. The less I'm seen parading through Ops, the better.

Sisko: I couldn't agree more.

Garak: You seem angry.

Sisko: Who's watching Tolar?

Garak: I've locked him in his quarters. I've also left him with the distinct impression that if he attempts to force the door open, it may explode.

Sisko: I hope that's just an impression.

Garak: It's best not to dwell on such minutiae. In any case, we have far more important matters to discuss. I've located a gentleman willing to sell us a genuine optolythic data rod.

Sisko: How do you know it's genuine?

Garak: I trust the source, but rest assured I will confirm the rod's authenticity before I make payment. Which brings me to you.

Sisko: How much does he want?

Garak: I'm afraid he's not interested in latinum. The gentleman in question has requested to be compensated with two hundred litres of biomimetic gel.

Sisko: What?

Garak: I don't know why, exactly. One would assume it has something to do with genetic experimentation.

Sisko: Offer him something else.

Garak: Believe me, I wouldn't be relaying this request if I thought he'd take anything else.

Sisko: Biomimetic gel is strictly controlled by the Federation and not for sale at any price. Find someone else who's willing sell us a rod.

Garak: I wasn't exaggerating when I told you about the near impossibility of obtaining a genuine Cardassian data rod. It's something of a minor miracle that I was able to locate this one source, I'm virtually certain I won't find another. I'm afraid we either give him what he wants or forget the whole enterprise.

Sisko: Then let's forget about it. Ops. Hold. Two hundred litres is out of the question. There's not that much gel in the entire sector.

Garak: I believe the quantity is open to negotiation.

Sisko: Ops.

[And then there’s the scene where Julian is pissed about being asked for the stuff, especially because Sisko can’t tell him why he needs it.]

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Garak: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Quark: Yes, you do. You weren’t always a tailor.

Garak: You’re right. I used to be a gardener.

- Star Trek: Deep Space Nine - “Body Parts” (4x25)