Sometimes, I say smart things.

from DS9 6.13, "Far Beyond The Stars."

PABST: There isn't any magazine. Not this month anyway. Mister Stone had the entire run pulped. 
BENNY: He can't do that. 
PABST: Oh, he can and he did. He believes, quote, this issue did not live up to our usual high standards, unquote. 
BENNY: What's that supposed to mean? 
PABST: It means he didn't like it. Which means the public will simply going to have to get along without any Incredible Tales this month. 
BENNY: What exactly is it that he did not like? The artwork, the layout? What high standards is he talking about? 
KAY: Take it easy, Benny. 
BENNY: No, it's about my story, isn't it? That's what this is all about. He didn't want to publish my story and we all know why. Because my hero is a coloured man. 
PABST: Hey! This magazine belongs to Mister Stone. If he doesn't want to publish this month, we don't publish this month. End of story. 
BENNY: That doesn't make it right and you know it. 
PABST: Don't tell me what I know. Besides, it's not about what's right, it's about what is. And I'm afraid I've got some more bad news for you, Benny. Mister Stone has decided that your services are no longer required here. 
HERBERT: What! 
BENNY: You're firing me? 
PABST: I have no choice, Benny. It's his decision. 
BENNY: Well, you can't fire me. I quit. To hell with you, and to hell with Stone. 
JULIUS: Try to stay calm, Benny. 
BENNY: No. I'm tired of being calm. Calm never gotten me a damn thing. 
PABST: I'm warning you, Benny. If you don't stop this I'm going to call the police. 
BENNY: You go ahead! Call them! Call anybody you want. They can't do anything to me. Not anymore. And nor can any of you. I am a human being, damn it. You can deny me all you want but you cannot deny Ben Sisko. He exists! That future, that space station, all those people, they exist in here. In my mind, I created it. And every one of you know it. You read it. It's here. You hear what I'm telling you? You can pulp a story but you cannot destroy an idea. Don't you understand? That's ancient knowledge. You cannot destroy an idea. That future, I created it, and it's real. Don't you understand? It is real! I created it and it's real! It's real! Oh, God. 
 (Benny collapses, sobbing.)

I tried! I tried my best to run my establishment under this occupation, but you know what? It’s no fun.

I don’t like Cardassians. They’re mean, and arrogant, and I can’t stand Jem’Hadar. They’re CREEPY. They just stand there, like statues, staring at you… That’s it.

I don’t wanna spend the rest of my life doing business with these people — I want the Federation back! I wanna sell root beer again!

“

—	Quark, son of Keldar. (DS9 6.04, “Behind the Lines.”)

*awash in Ziyal feels.*

from DS9 5.14: "In Purgatory's Shadow."

GARAK: He's gone. All your enemies are dead. 
TAIN: Good. A man shouldn't allow his enemies to outlive him. 
GARAK: Then you can die happy. Unless you still consider me your enemy. 
TAIN: Elim, promise me one thing. 
GARAK: I'm listening. 
TAIN: Don't die here. Escape. Live. 
GARAK: Let me guess. So I can make the Dominion pay for what they've done to you. 
TAIN: You wouldn't deny an old man his revenge, would you? 
GARAK: I'll do as you ask on one condition. That you don't ask me this favor as a mentor, or a superior officer, but as a father asking his son. 
TAIN: You're not my son. 
GARAK: Father. Father, you're dying. For once in your life, speak the truth. 
TAIN: I should have killed your mother before you were born. You have always been a weakness I can't afford. 
GARAK: So you've told me, many times. Listen, Enabran. All I ask is that for this moment, let me be your son.
TAIN: Elim, remember that day in the country? You must have been almost five. 
GARAK: How can I forget it? It was the only day. 
TAIN: I can still see you on the back of that riding hound. You must have fallen off a dozen times but you never gave up. 
GARAK: I remember limping home. You held my hand. 
TAIN: I was very proud of you that day.

dorkchops:

Just looked up at my tv screen and geeked out! Is it me or does he still look like a shape shifter without the makeup?

…suddenly, I have incentive to watch Criminal Minds again. …y’know what would be better, though? Siddig El Fadil and Andrew Robinson doing guest appearances. As, like. Detectives who call in the BAU or something. Who are also a couple. …or maybe something CIA-flavored. for reasons that have absolutely nothing to do with Section 31 or the Obsidian Order at all. but still a couple. …and their names are NOT Julian Bashir or Elim Garak, but they absolutely do double-date with Morgan/Reid and/or Prentiss/Garcia.

……This is absolutely a for real thing and not something that I’m just making up because it’s almost 3 AM and I’m looking for blatant feel-good distractions. No. Noooo. God, no, whyever would you think that.

hanuueshe:

Odo by `hibbary

cosmiccoz:

Changing faces…

I’m not sure why “Anjohl” unsettles me so. Perhaps it’s simply seeing Dukat with a human face, or perhaps it’s seeing him in the image of one of the people he once oppressed.

A bitter irony.

#oh good i wasn’t the only one oddly…skeeved by this?

Well, no, you weren’t, but… I kind of feel like we’re supposed to be skeeved by Anjohl!Dukat? Like, if he’s not skeeving you out on some level, then there’s something wrong and you should probably have your pulse checked, because you might be a zombie. That sort of thing. …personally, that’s kind of why I love the Anjohl!Dukat arc — because Marc Alaimo SELLS IT SO WELL. He’s clearly still Dukat, but… he’s Dukat, playing Anjohl, with all these layers and layers of facades and wrongness, and fghfhg, I love being skeeved out in this way because it’s so FASCINATING.

…and since we’re having Awkward Confessions About Dukat Time or something? uhm. I don’t find Marc Alaimo attractive at all. I’m sure he’s a great guy and whatever, but… he’s not attractive to me unless he’s made up as full Cardassian!Dukat, or as Anjohl!Dukat. Otherwise, it’s just kind of like, “eh, whatever.”

…I’m the same way about Jeffrey Combs, Casey Biggs, JG Hertzler, and Andrew Robinson. Weyoun, Damar, Martok, and Garak are all lovely and varying degrees of, “Oh, I would hit that like I’m wielding Mjölnir and rolled a nat-20.” But… out of makeup? It’s like, “k, sure, you’re cute or whatever, but… eh. Invitation to the pants party has been revoked.”

…this trait is surprisingly absent from my handling of Nana Visitor and Nerys, Michael Dorn and Worf, Louise Fletcher and Adami, Jeri Ryan and Seven of Nine, Leonard Nimoy and Spock, and Philip Angrim and Bareil. …and I don’t really count Terry Farrell/Jadzia, Nicki De Boer/Ezri, and Mariana Sirtis/Deanna Troi in this discussion because there’s almost no difference in made up vs. not made up, with them, for me? …and I wish I could comment on Tavannah and Sirella, but… I don’t even remember their actresses’ names, much less know how they look when they aren’t in full makeup.

…This has been an awkward Star Trek confession. Laters. :D

spacewhaleopera:

Damar by つぶやん (Tsubuyan)