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- Doctor Beverly Crusher: Don't expect a lot of conversation; he's in full Klingon mode - honorable, strong and close-minded.
- Alexander Rozhenko: This is part of that Klingon stuff, isn't it? My mother always said Klingons had a lot of dumb ideas about honor.
- Commander William T. Riker: Remember Sandoval? Hit with a disrupter blast two years ago - she lived for about a week... Fang-Lee, Marla Aster, Tasha Yar? How many men and women, how many friends have we watched die? I've lost count. Every one of them, every single one fought for life until the very end!
- Lieutenant Worf: I do not welcome death, Commander.
- Commander William T. Riker: Are you sure? Because I get the sense you're feeling pretty noble about this whole thing. "Look at me! Aren't I courageous, aren't I an honorable Klingon?" Let me remind you of something: a Klingon does not put his desires above those of his family, or his friends.
- Doctor Beverly Crusher: [to Dr. Russell] I am delighted that Worf is going to recover. You gambled, he won. Not all of your patients are so lucky. You scare me, Doctor. You risk your patients' lives and justify it in the name of research. Genuine research takes time - sometimes a lifetime of painstaking, detailed work in order to get any results. Not for you. You take shortcuts - right through living tissue! You put your research ahead of your patients' lives. And as far as I'm concerned, that's a violation of our most sacred trust. I'm sure your work will be hailed as a stunning breakthrough. Enjoy your laurels, Doctor. I'm not sure I could.
- Lieutenant Worf: Will you, or will you not, help me with the Hegh'bat?
- Commander William T. Riker: You are my friend. And in spite of everything I've said, if it were my place, I would probably help you. But I have been studying Klingon ritual and Klingon law, and I've discovered... it is not my place to fill that role. According to tradition, that honor falls to a family member - preferably the oldest son.
- Lieutenant Worf: That is impossible. He is a child.
- Commander William T. Riker: "The son of a Klingon is a man the day he can first hold a blade." True?
- Lieutenant Worf: Alexander is not fully Klingon. He is part Human!
- Commander William T. Riker: That's an excuse. What you really mean... is, it would be too hard to look at your son and tell him to bring you the knife, watch you stab it into your heart, then pull the knife out of your chest and wipe your blood on his sleeve. That's the rite of death, isn't it? Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Worf - I can't help you. There's only one person on this ship who can.
- Lieutenant Worf: I have a personal favor to ask.
- Commander William T. Riker: Name it.
- Lieutenant Worf: I want you to assist me in performing the Hegh'bat ceremony. I want you to help me die.
- Captain Jean-Luc Picard: I understand from Dr. Crusher that Worf will never regain the use of his legs.
- Commander William T. Riker: That doesn't mean that his life is over.
- Captain Jean-Luc Picard: That's a very Human perspective, Will. For a Klingon in Worf's position... his life is over.
- Captain Jean-Luc Picard: You and I could learn to live with a disability like that, but not Worf. His life ended when those containers fell on him. Now, we don't have to agree with it, we don't have to understand it. But we do have to respect his beliefs.
- Commander William T. Riker: I can respect his beliefs, but he is asking me to take an active part in his committing suicide!
- Captain Jean-Luc Picard: He's asking for your help, because you're his friend. And that means that you're gonna have to make your decision based on that friendship.
- Commander William T. Riker: [smiles wryly] Which leaves me right back where I started.
- Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Will... Look, I'm sorry, I cannot help you to make this decision. But I can tell you this: Klingons choose their friends with great care. If he didn't know he could count on you, he would never have asked.
- Lieutenant Worf: I need you to help me.
- Alexander Rozhenko: Anything, Father.
- Lieutenant Worf: I have taught you about... Klingon customs - the beliefs which we value. According to a tradition, I must take my life, after suffering this kind of injury. But I have decided to break with tradition. I have decided to live.
- Alexander Rozhenko: I'm glad, Father.
- Lieutenant Worf: I will still have to undergo a dangerous operation. I may still die. But it will not be by my own hand.
- [hands Alexander his ritual knife]
- Lieutenant Worf: Return this to our quarters.
- Alexander Rozhenko: [takes it] Yes, sir.
- [first lines]
- Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge: No question about it. She was bluffing, Worf.
- Lieutenant Worf: Bluffing is not one of Counselor Troi's strong suits -... - No, it would've been unwise to call. Yes, my hand was not strong enough.
- Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge: You had jacks and eights, and she bluffed you with a pair of sixes.
- Lieutenant Worf: How did *you* know what I had?
- Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge: Let's just say I had a special insight into the cards.
- [points at his VISOR]
- Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge: Maybe next time you should bring a deck that's not transparent to infrared light.
- [Worf looks at him suspiciously]
- Lt. Commander Geordi La Forge: [jovially] Not to worry, Worf. I only peek after the hand is over.
- Captain Jean-Luc Picard: A Klingon may not be good at accepting defeat; but he knows all about taking risks.
- Doctor Beverly Crusher: The first tenet of good medicine is, never make the patient any worse. Right now, Worf is alive and functioning. If he goes into that operation, he could come out a corpse.
- Captain Jean-Luc Picard: And this may not be good medicine. But for Worf, it may be his only choice.
- Lieutenant Worf: [Worf refusing to try a procedure that would grant him limited mobility after his paralysis] I will not be seen lurching through corridors like some half-Klingon machine. An object of ridicule and disgust.
- Doctor Beverly Crusher: Don't expect a lot of conversation; he's in full Klingon mode - honorable, strong and close-minded.
- [Worf has gone into cardiac arrest during the operation]
- Doctor Beverly Crusher: Okay, 25cc's cordrazine.
- Dr. Toby Russell: That'll kill him!
- Doctor Beverly Crusher: Looks like we've done a pretty good job of that already, Doctor.
- Dr. Toby Russell: [about her genitronic replicator therapy] I've done dozens of holo-simulations. The success rate is up to 37 percent.
- Doctor Beverly Crusher: Even a holographic patient would balk at those odds.
- Dr. Toby Russell: I make no excuses for my approach to medicine. I don't like losing a patient any more than you do. But I'm looking down a long road, Doctor. This man didn't die for nothing. The data that I gathered is invaluable. It will eventually help save thousands of lives.
- Doctor Beverly Crusher: I doubt if that will be of any comfort to his family.
- Commander William T. Riker: I've been studying this ritual of yours. Do you know what I've decided? I think it's despicable. I hate everything about it. The casual disregard for life, the way it tries to cloak suicide in some glorious notion of honour... I may have to respect your beliefs but I don't have to like them.