(bass rumbles)
-: Can I come to school?
-: Oh, I wish you could.
At least then, I'd know one student would be coming.
I don't need favors from you.
I just need to be useful.
The problem is, there's no structured activity for them.
You know, I've never actually been a teacher, Commander,
but it's something I've always thought about doing.
-: I think it's a terrific idea.
What do you need?
-: Some space? -: We'll find it.
-: Computers? -: You will have them.
Everyone has a different culture,
a different philosophy.
-: I know I'll have to come up with an innovative program.
(air whooshes)
Consider the advantage your son will have
over other Ferengi,
once he's learned about other cultures.
Once he learned how others run their economies,
conduct business, negotiate.
-: You will teach my son these things?
-: Knowledge is power, Mr. Ron. (air whooshes)
I don't teach Bajoran spiritual beliefs.
That's your job.
Mine is to open the children's minds to history,
to literature, to mathematics, to science.
(air whooshes) Please come in.
Take any seat.
Try to be on time from now on.
My name is Keiko O'Brien
I'll be your teacher.
-: She apparently is an excellent teacher.
-: Yes, she is.
-: How was school?
-: I closed it.
-: You closed the school?
But why? What happened?
-: My last two Bajoran students left today.
Their families relocated back to Bajor.
(bass rumbles)