Star Trek: Deep Space Nine (TV Series)

The Magnificent Ferengi (1998)

Aron Eisenberg: Nog

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• [the Ferengi have simulated a battle with Jem'Hadar, rather unsuccessfully] 

  Rom : I think we're getting better.

  Nog : No, you're not. This is the eighth run-through, and you haven't been able to hit a single Jem'Hadar.

  Nog : [to Leck]  And you shot Moogie!

  Leck : I saw we weren't gonna rescue her, so I put her out of her misery.

• Leck : How can we be sure these schematics are accurate?

  Nog : 'Sir'.

  Leck : Oh, no need to stand on formality here. Just call me Leck.

  Nog : No, I meant you should call me 'Sir'.

  Leck : Don't be ridiculous.

  Nog : You mean 'Don't be ridiculous, Sir'.

  Quark : Gentleman, please let's not squabble. We're a team Nog.

  Rom : [corrects him]  We're a team, sir.

  Quark : Stay out of this.

• Nog : In a half-hour, we'll have Moogie back and we can all go home.

  [everyone sighs with relief] 

  Gaila : Home - to the torrential rains of Ferenginar.

  Brunt : You know what I miss most? The rotting vegetation.

  Quark : Yep.

  Rom : And the dampness.

  Leck : Oh, to stand once more in those rivers of muck.

  Keevan : Oh, I only wish I could be there with you.

• Nog : [after a lengthy examination of Keevan]  Well, there's no doubt about it. According to these readings, this man is dead.

  Quark : Thank you, Dr. Nog!

• Nog : One more thing. How do we know that's really Moogie and not a changeling?

  Ishka : I think that uniform is too tight on you, Nog. It's cutting off circulation to your brain!

  Rom : Sounds like Moogie.

• Nog : All right, let's head for base camp.

  Gaila : Base camp?

  Quark : He means the infirmary. It's right over there.

  Nog : Come on, let's move it! On the double!

  [Nobody moves] 

  Nog : Well, what are you waiting for?

  Quark : Two slips of latinum for the first man who makes it to the infirmary.

  [Everyone else shoots off to the infirmary] 

  Quark : [to Nog]  I mean 'base camp'.

  Nog : You don't pay your soldiers to do their duty!

  Quark : You do if they're Ferengi.

• Brunt : Maybe we should start off with something easier.

  Nog : Like what?

  Brunt : Like ambushing a couple of Bolians.

  Nog : You couldn't ambush a Bolian if he was blindfolded and tied to a tree!

• [Quark and Rom have asked Nog to join their budding rescue team of Ferengi to save Ishka, their Moogie] 

  Nog : [flatly]  Not me!

  Rom : But Nog, Moogie needs you!

  Quark : Not to mention your Nagus.

  Rom : They need you, we need you. Say you'll join us. Pleeeaaasse.

  Nog : I'm a Starfleet officer. I can't go running off with you on some half-baked rescue mission! I have duties to perform.

  Rom : [pleading]  But you know how to fire a phaser.

  Quark : Forget it Rom. Don't beg.

  [to Nog] 

  Quark : Too bad though... we *were* going to make you our Strategic Operations Officer.

  [This gets Nog's attention] 

  Nog : You mean like Commander Worf?

  Quark : Exactly like Commander Worf. Think of it, Nog... You'll devise the tactics, come up with a plan of action.

  Rom : You can be the team's drill instructor. Put us through our paces. Prepare us for combat.

  Quark : Turn us into soldiers.

  Nog : [eyes wide; very interested now]  *That's* a big job!

  Quark : [putting his arm around Nog]  That's why we need you.

  Nog : How big is the team?

  Quark : Right now?

  [Quark gestures himself and Rom and holds up two fingers. Nog thinks for a moment. He then shakes his head and holds up three fingers, indicating that he is in. Quark grins and gives Nog a friendly one armed squeeze as Nog smiles and chuckles] 

• Rom : I never knew you studied medicine at the academy.

  Nog : I didn't, but if you think about it, medicine isn't that different to engineering. It's all about keeping things running, fixing broken parts.