Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Season 5

[O'Brien wins at darts]

Julian Bashir:
So, I guess it's your game again.

Miles O'Brien:
What's that? Five in a row?

Julian Bashir:
At least.

Miles O'Brien:
Wait a minute. You haven't been letting me win, have you?

Julian Bashir:
What makes you think that?

Miles O'Brien:
You said your hand-eye coordination had been genetically enhanced.

Julian Bashir:
Well, maybe I have been letting you win, a little bit.

Miles O'Brien:
I don't believe it. I don't need you to patronize me. I can play at your level.

Julian Bashir:
I never said you couldn't.

Miles O'Brien:
Well, play then. Really play!

[Bashir quickly throws his darts. O'Brien sees Bashir has thrown three straight bulls-eyes]

Miles O'Brien:
Alright, from now on, you play from over here,

[moves Bashir behind a pole]

Miles O'Brien:
I play from up here,

[stands in his usual spot]

Miles O'Brien:
If that doesn't work, we'll try a blindfold.