Gul Dukat: [about his son] Today is his eleventh birthday. I'd promised to take him to the amusement center in Lakarian City. He always wanted to go. But I never had the time... I told him, 'This year will be different, Mekor. This year, I will make the time.'
Commander Sisko: I had the same experience with Jake. At that age, they never understand, do they? You just hope that one day later, they'll look back and say: 'Now I understand. Now I know why he did that.'
Gul Dukat: When my son looks back on this day, the only thing he'll remember is that a Federation officer on a Federation ship invaded his home, and kept his father away from him on his eleventh birthday. And he won't look back with understanding. He'll look back with hatred. And that's sad.
[Tom Riker has hijacked the Defiant for a special Maquis-mission in Cardassian territory]
Major Kira: The Maquis are terrorists, and the only thing terrorists care about is attacking the enemy. I know, I was a terrorist, and if I'd had this ship then... I would've destroyed Deep Space Nine. I would've hit the Cardassians so hard, they would've screamed for peace; but I certainly wouldn't have gone flying off into the middle of Cardassia on some wild goose chase!
Thomas Riker: I guess we're different kinds of terrorists.
Major Kira: No - you're trying to be a hero. Terrorists don't get to be heroes.
Major Kira: It's not the mission you're thinking about, is it? Or even the colonists in the zone. This is about you, isn't it, you and that other Will Riker out there, the man with your face, your name, your career. You are looking for a way to set yourself apart, some way to be different.
Thomas Riker: You shouldn't go fishing today. You won't catch anything.
Thomas Riker: Looks like you got your evening all planned. Hope you've got room for the unexpected.
Thomas Riker: This ship was built to fight. I think it's time she got her chance. Engage.
Commander Sisko: Commander's log, stardate 48467.3 - Gul Dukat and I have arrived on Cardassia Prime. I'm about to do something which goes against twenty years of Starfleet training: help an enemy hunt down one of our own ships.
[Kira has blown a few plasma conduits on the Defiant, getting injured in the process]
Thomas Riker: You're lucky you only got singed. You know, the whole plasma relay could've exploded.
Major Kira: Yeah, that was the idea.
[Sisko has offered to give Dukat the information of the Defiant's sensor logs in return for the Defiant and the Maquis crew members]
Gul Dukat: Impossible! I cannot allow a group of terrorists to just walk away after invading our territory and...
Commander Sisko: Then you must decide which is important to you: your sense of Cardassian justice, or the information contained in the Defiant's sensor logs.
Gul Dukat: I do want that information, Commander; and I would be willing to return your wayward ship. But someone has to pay for what's happened here, and I don't want that someone to be me.
Major Kira: Be a Starfleet officer one last time, think of your crew. I know you want Tom Riker to go out in a blaze of glory that they talk about for the next ten years. Don't drag them along with you.