I hope I’m not boring you, Doctor.

You want me to kill you? Well, that’s different.

Oh, please, Doctor. I’m suffering enough without having to listen to your smug Federation sympathy. Do you think because we have lunch together once a week, you know me? You couldn’t even begin to fathom what I’m capable of.

I assume you sent Molly over to stay with the Fredericks.

Ezri: So, what are you feeling?
Norvo: I’m feeling like I don’t want to be analysed by my sister.

Jake told me you were about to go off on some kind of mission.

So I pushed on. And every time another doubt appeared before me, I just found another way to shove it aside.