LEETA: Can I get you something?

KLINGON 1 [bleeding profusely from a Bat'leth sticking out of his stomach]: loDnI'wI', jIrIQqu'lu'!

SUBTITLES: My brother, I am badly wounded!

LEETA: I don't know what you want.

KLINGON 2: rIQqu'pu' 'e' jatlh!

SUBTITLES: Today is a good day to die!

LEETA: I'm sorry, I don't understand.

JADZIA: Oh, stewardess! I speak Klingon.

LEETA: Oh, thank the prophets.

JADZIA: He said that he's in great pain but it's okay because today is a good day to die.

LEETA: All right. Would you tell him to just relax and I'll be back as soon as I can with Doctor Bashir.

JADZIA: [to the first Klingon] yIQeyHa'choH neH. tugh paw gharaq loDnal.

SUBTITLES: Just hang loose. Garak's weird husband will be here soon.

KLINGON 1: jIQIpbe! batlh bIquvHa! ra'ghach vIfe'ghach!

SUBTITLES: I am no fool! I understood her perfectly well. You have no honor.

JADZIA: bInojQo'! gagh neHbe' tlhInganpu', gagh Hevbe' tlhInganpu'.

SUBTITLES: Cut me some slack! Klingon don't want no gagh, Klingon don't GET no gagh.

KLINGON 2: yImev!

SUBTITLES: Just drop it!

JADZIA: tlhIngan chopwI' QIp. yab Hutlhbej.

SUBTITLES: Jive-ass Klingon ain't got no brains anyhow.