Josh Pais credited as playing...
Gaila
- Quark: No one's hiding and no one's escaping and no one's surrendering! What's wrong with you people? Have you forgotten the Battle of Prexnak?
- Rom: Who could forget the most important battle in Ferengi history?
- Quark: Ten Ferengi stood alone against 273 Lytasians.
- Gaila: As I recall, all ten Ferengi were slaughtered.
- Quark: The point is, we Ferengi are just as tough as anyone in the galaxy. And this is our chance to prove it, once and for all.
- Leck: Quark's right. Let's do it for Ishka. Let's do it for the Grand Nagus. Let's do it for Ferengis everywhere!
- Brunt: Let's do it for equal shares of fifty bars of gold-pressed latinum!
- Quark: It always comes down to profit with you people, doesn't it?
- Gaila: We're Ferengi.
- Quark: And that's why I love you! Fifty bars it is, minus my usual finder's fee.
- 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.
- [in a starbase jail]
- Quark: How the mighty have fallen.
- Gaila: Cousin Quark.
- Quark: I heard you were arrested on Thalos VI, for vagrancy.
- Gaila: That's all your fault. I was a thriving weapons merchant - until I went into business with you. You ruined me. If I ever get out of here, Cousin, I'll make you pay for what you did to me.
- Quark: [to security officer] Lower the force field.
- [the force field drops; Quark grabs Gaila by his collar]
- Quark: Now what exactly is it you were you gonna do to me?
- Gaila: I don't understand.
- Rom: Quark paid your fine. You're a free man.
- Gaila: What do I have to do in return?
- Quark: Earn some latinum.
- Gaila: [smirks] Tell me more.
- 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.