Star Trek: Deep Space Nine1993

Dr. Julian Bashir:
[Garak is struck by a sudden headache] Are you all right?

Elim Garak:
I'm fine.

Dr. Julian Bashir:
You don't look fine. Your skin is clammy and your pupils have contracted.

Elim Garak:
I assure you. I'm in perfect health. Now, you were asking about other Cardassian novels... Something maybe a little more accessible... [Garak feels another headache coming on]

Dr. Julian Bashir:
"Perfect health". Then Cardassian standards must be a little lower than mine. Come on.

Elim Garak:
Doctor, what do you're think you're doing?

Dr. Julian Bashir:
Taking you to the Infirmary.

Elim Garak:
That won't be necessary.

Dr. Julian Bashir:
Maybe not, but humour me.

Elim Garak:
Frankly Doctor, I'm getting a little tired of humoring you. There's nothing wrong with me that a little peace and privacy wouldn't cure. Now, if you'll excuse me. I seem to have lost my appetite. [Garak walks away but that headache still hasn't gone]

Major Kira:
[Kira's also at the Replimat and witnessing the whole thing, walks up to Bashir] What was that all about?

Dr. Julian Bashir:
I have no idea.