LEANNE: Jake! Hi!
JAKE: Leanne. I thought you were on Bajor.
LEANNE: I came back early. You know, I was just thinking about you.
LEANNE: Yeah. I passed by the Klingon restaurant and I was thinking
about the time you and I and Orak were eating dinner
JAKE: And you ordered the gagh. How is Orak? I haven't talked to him in
LEANNE: We stopped seeing each other a few weeks ago.
LEANNE: Yeah. So, are you doing anything tomorrow night?
JAKE: I'm supposed to play dom-jot with Nog.
JAKE: But they're not really firm plans. In fact, I was thinking of
LEANNE: Really? If you do cancel, would you be interested in dinner?
LEANNE: Great. How about eighteen hundred at the Klingon restaurant?
JAKE: I'll be there. But this time we'll skip the gagh.
LEANNE: Definitely. I'll see you then.
(Leanne walks away, the security office doors open and O'Brien, Odo and
security run out)
ODO: Move aside! Look out! Move! Move!
(The runners arrive about the same time as Bashir
and a nurse.)
BASHIR: What have we got?
O'BRIEN: Bajoran transport coming in. They had some kind of accident on
board. They've got casualties.
ODO: They're docking.
BASHIR: We should have beamed the wounded directly to the Infirmary.
O'BRIEN: They have a loose plasma coil. We couldn't beam through the
ODO: Docking clamps secure. I'm opening the airlock. Stand back.
(The ship's doors open to a scene of smoke.)
O'BRIEN: Come on.
ODO: This way, this way. It's all right.
(A Bajoran woman comes out.)
NURSE: Here, I've got you.
ODO: It's all right. Come along now.
BAJORAN: This way, Eminence.
BASHIR: Kai Winn?
WINN: The Vedek. Take care of the Vedek.
(Bareil is carried out with a nasty wound to his chest.)
ODO: Odo to Kira.
KIRA [OC]: Kira here.
ODO: I think you should meet us in the Infirmary, Major.
ODO [OC]: Vedek Bareil was on the transport. He's
O'BRIEN: The report from the transport, sir.
SISKO: Give me the short version.
O'BRIEN: There was a molecular fracture in one of the warp plasma
conduits. It was only a matter of time before it gave way. Once it
collapsed the entire relay system exploded.
WINN: Was it sabotage?
O'BRIEN: I don't think so.
KIRA: Why would you suspect sabotage?
WINN: I would prefer to discuss that with the Emissary in private.
(Bashir is operating on Bareil's head, or brain?)
BASHIR: Put a pressor field on that artery.
NURSE: The arterial disruption is too severe the pressor can't stop the
BASHIR: All right. Clamp off the artery and then increase the plasma
level to maximum.
NURSE: Cardiac arrest.
BASHIR: He can't take much more of that.
NURSE: The arterial pressure is falling.
BASHIR: I see it.
NURSE: The neurotransmitter levels are falling too.
BASHIR: Two cc's cordrazine.
BASHIR: Do it.
BASHIR: Synaptic failure. Apply direct neuro-stimulation to the
(Sisko brings Winn a drink.)
WINN: Thank you. Vedek Bareil and I were on our way to a secret meeting
with a member of the Cardassian Central Command. It was my intention to
open talks between Bajor and Cardassia that would lead to a treaty and
to a final peace settlement.
SISKO: You have been negotiating peace with Cardassia?
WINN: The Prophets teach us that while violence may keep an enemy at
bay, only peace can make him a friend.
SISKO: How long has this been going on?
WINN: Vedek Bareil has been working to set up this meeting with Legate
Turrel for the past five months. They've discussed issues ranging from
war reparations to the exchange of ambassadors. There's even the
possibility that the Cardassians will issue a formal apology for the
pain and suffering inflicted on the Bajoran people during the
occupation. I was on my way to our first face-to-face meeting when we
had the accident.
SISKO: Please, don't take this the wrong way, but I never would've
guessed that you would be the one to bring such a bold vision of peace
WINN: A large share of the credit goes to Vedek Bareil. Without him,
the talks could have never come this far.
SISKO: It sounds like you've developed a deeper appreciation for Vedek
WINN: I must admit he has been a loyal and trustworthy aide since the
election. I'm not sure I could have been as forgiving if I'd been in
his place. These talks were Bareil's idea. He's guided me through them,
and without him in the future, these talks may never resume.
BASHIR: I'm sorry. The radiation severely damaged
his neural pathways. I did everything I could.
KIRA: I know you did. Did he ever regain consciousness?
BASHIR: No. I don't think he suffered.
KIRA: Thank you, Doctor. I'm on duty in Ops. Excuse me.
BASHIR: Kira. I think they can get along without you in Ops today.
KIRA: Maybe, but I need to be there. I appreciate your concern but I'll
grieve in my own way in my own time.
NURSE: We're ready to begin the autopsy, Doctor.
BASHIR: Release the stasis field. Let's begin with a neural scan. I
want to map his central axonal pathways, find out where the breakdown
NURSE: Shall I begin taking neural tissue samples?
BASHIR: Looks like the damage began in the parietal lobe, spread
through the rest of the brain in a retrograde manner.
(Something flashes on the screen)
BASHIR: Wait a minute. A neuron just fired in his cerebral cortex.
There it is again. His nerves. His nerves are still transmitting
electrical impulses to his brain
NURSE: How can that be? His brain activity level is zero. His nervous
system should be completely inactive.
BASHIR: I don't know but it means his body's still capable of sending
messages to the brain, even though the brain can't process them. The
radiation he was exposed to might have fortified his peripheral cell
membranes. If we can regenerate his pathways with his own neuron cells,
we might be able to revive him.
NURSE: What about brain damage? There's been no oxygen to his brain for
almost forty minutes.
BASHIR: But he's been in stasis for most of that time. That, combined
with the strengthening of his cell membranes might buy us the time we
BASHIR: We'll have to direct a burst of electrical energy into his
cerebral cortex. If the burst is the proper intensity, it should create
a cascade effect within the brain and the neurons might resume their
normal firing pattern. Okay. Let's close up the cranial cavity.
BASHIR: The neurogenic stimulator is in place. Let's try a fifty
BASHIR: Increase it to sixty.
NURSE: That's five millivolts above what normal tissue can withstand.
It'll burn out his cerebral cortex.
BASHIR: If I'm right, the inaprovaline drug I gave him should provide
additional resistance against the excess electro-stimulation. Seventy.
(Bareil opens his eyes.)
(Later, Winn, Sisko and Kira are by Bareil's bed.)
BASHIR: Well, it's a little early to tell, but I'm hoping he'll make a
full recovery. He should be back on his feet again in a few weeks.
SISKO: You say that so calmly, but it's not every doctor that can lose
a patient and then has him back on his feet in a few weeks.
WINN: Indeed, you are too modest. You've performed nothing less than a
miracle here. The Prophets must walk with you, Doctor.
BASHIR: Well, I and the Prophets, were lucky that the ionising
radiation left a residual signature on Bareil's axonal pathways. That's
what really made this possible.
BAREIL: Whoever deserves the credit, Doctor, I am grateful.
WINN: And I am grateful you were not taken from us, Vedek Bareil.
BAREIL: My work here is not yet finished.
WINN: No, it is not. We must resume the negotiations immediately. We
can't risk losing the momentum we've established. I would like to send
a coded message to Legate Turrel and invite him to come to DS Nine to
continue the talks.
BASHIR: Wait a minute. Bareil's in no condition to conduct
WINN: Bareil will simply be advising me. I will conduct the actual
BASHIR: I'll allow it as long as your visits don't tire him.
WINN: Agreed. Vedek, we will talk again soon.
(Winn and Sisko leave.)
BAREIL: So, are we going to be playing springball next month?
KIRA: You bet, although I'm afraid I'll have an unfair advantage.
BAREIL: You mean playing against a dead man?
KIRA: No. I've been practicing.
NOG: My Dad said that you were looking for me.
JAKE: Yeah. It's about tomorrow night
NOG: Don't worry, I've already taken care of that. I met these three
Terrellians who were bragging about how great they are at dom-jot. So I
arranged a game, us against them.
JAKE: Nog, we have a little problem.
NOG: No, we don't. I guarantee we'll beat them.
JAKE: It's not that. I just can't make it tomorrow night.
NOG: But it has to be tomorrow night. They're leaving the next day.
JAKE: I, I made other plans.
NOG: What could be more important than dom-jot?
JAKE: I have a date.
NOG: Oh. Well, that's different.
JAKE: It is?
NOG: Yeah. Money is money, but women are better.
JAKE: Is that a Rule of Acquisition?
NOG: It's a personal rule. So, who is she?
NOG: Leanne! Way to go, Jake. So, what is the name of my date? I hope
she's as cute as Leanne.
JAKE: Your date?
NOG: She has a friend, right?
JAKE: I'm sure she does.
NOG: Then tell her to bring her along.
JAKE: Nog, that's not what I had in mind.
NOG: That's because you were confused. Would you rather the three of us
JAKE: When you put it that way.
NOG: Exactly. Just one thing, Jake. You're still pretty new at this
dating business. Just promise me you won't do anything to embarrass me.
JAKE: I'll do my best.
NOG: Ah, this'll be great. Maybe I'll even wash my lobes.
BAREIL: I suggest that we put off discussion of the
Cardassians returning the Orbs
until diplomatic relations have been established.
WINN: That would only delay an inevitable argument.
BAREIL: But it will give the peace process a chance to grow. Once the
Cardassians are invested in the process, it may be easier to discuss
WINN: Very well.
BAREIL: A wise decision, Eminence.
WINN: I hope so, Vedek Bareil. The first meeting with Turrel is
scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. I will see you again before then.
BAREIL: I take it you're not here to deliver a good report, Doctor?
BASHIR: In order to revive you, I had to flood your nervous system with
neurogenic radiation. Unfortunately, this has caused some kind of
selective vaso-constriction of your arteries. The result is an
inadequate blood flow to your internal organs.
BAREIL: So what do we do?
BASHIR: We'd like to place you back into stasis, do some research on
BAREIL: For how long?
BASHIR: I don't know yet. Days, weeks even months.
BAREIL: Maybe even years?
BAREIL: I'm sorry, Doctor, that's not acceptable. I can't allow myself
to be put in storage when my people need me. I don't want to wake to a
Bajor still haunted by the memory of the occupation.
BASHIR: I realize how important these talks are to Bajor, but as your
physician my duty is to you first.
BAREIL: And I have a duty to Bajor. Please, help me heal my people.
It's the only thing that matters to me.
BASHIR: There is an experimental drug called Vasokin which would
increase the blood flow to your organs and might enable you to function
normally for a while. But there is a great deal of risk attached.
BAREIL: What sort of risk?
BASHIR: In twenty two percent of cases, Vasokin has severely damaged
the patient's lungs, kidneys, even heart. Sometimes the brain. In your
condition, it could even be fatal.
BAREIL: But it would allow me to function normally for the next few
BASHIR: Yes. But why risk your life for a few days?
BAREIL: I have no great desire to die, Doctor, but I am determined to
carry out the will of the Prophets as long as I am able, and I cannot
carry out their will if I am unconscious in some stasis tube. Please,
begin the Vasokin treatment.
BASHIR: All right. We'll start this afternoon. I only hope we don't
BAREIL: So do I.
Station log, stardate 48498.4. Legate Turrel has
arrived aboard the station to resume the negotiations. Vedek Bareil
suggested that I sit in on the talks as an impartial observer, and Kai
Winn has agreed.
TURREL: Perhaps you didn't hear me. There are no
Bajoran prisoners left in Cardassian hands.
SISKO: Maybe we should redefine our terms. Perhaps there are no
official prisoners but are there be a number of, shall we say,
TURREL: There are, of course, people being detained at the Justice
Ministry for crimes against the state, but that is a discussion for
another time. Now, I would like to discuss what you've called war
reparations. We would be willing to pay for the destruction of all
Bajoran property incurred during the occupation as long as you would be
willing to return to us all Cardassian property and equipment left
behind on Bajor.
WINN: What sort of property?
TURREL: I can provide you with lists of material, equipment, as long as
we have an agreement in principle that anything of Cardassian origin
does still belong to the Cardassian people.
WINN: I will consider your offer.
TURREL: Good. Shall we take a recess?
WINN: He's up to something.
SISKO: That much seems clear.
WINN: But what? Why is he insisting on this principle of his? I need
Bareil. He's the only one who knows the entire negotiating record.
Bareil has been talking with Turrel for months. He understands him,
respects him. I think he even likes him.
SISKO: I'm afraid you may have to face the possibility that Bareil may
not be able to help you much longer.
WINN: I was chosen by the Prophets to lead our people into a new era. I
know that. But I was not meant to be in a room with a Cardassian
debating legalisms and diplomatic nuances. I can't do this without
Bareil. If he dies, then peace with Cardassia dies with him.
(The double date is in full swing)
LEANNE: My father used to take me to the wilderness preserves on
Vulcan, so for years I thought their planet was like, animals and
plants everywhere. I had no idea there were people on Vulcan.
NOG: Boy, Jake, she talks a lot for a female.
LEANNE: Excuse me?
JAKE: Riska ,weren't you telling me your uncle runs a bar on Osinar
Six? You know, Nog's uncle runs this bar.
RISKA: Is that right?
NOG: Let's not make foolish conversation. Just sit there and look
JAKE: Nog, what do you think you're doing?
NOG: I think I know how to handle females. Jake, you know, I've been
thinking. After we're done eating, we could take the females to the
holosuites. I borrowed one of my uncle's private programmes, The
Massacre on Ferris Six. We could spend an hour pillaging and looting
the frightened townspeople.
RISKA: I don't think so.
NOG: No one's asking you to think, my dear. Here, make yourself useful.
Cut up my food for me.
RISKA: You must be joking.
(Nog laughs so they all join in.)
NOG: She's so dumb. She's perfect.
RISKA: That's it.
(Riska gets up and Leanne follows.)
JAKE: Wait, you're not leaving?
LEANNE: I suppose you want me to sit here and cut your food for you,
JAKE: I never said anything about cutting
LEANNE: I hope you and your friend enjoy your holosuite. Come on.
(Leanne and Riska leave.)
NOG: Don't say another word, Jake. I think you've done enough damage
for one night.
NOG: Yeah, you. You were treating my female as if she was an equal.
JAKE: And you were behaving like an idiot. This is the last time I'll
ever do a favour for you. From now on you get your own dates.
NOG: And you can find someone else to play dom-jot with.
BAREIL: Turrel is trying to get a concession from
you that I already rejected. Tell him that the question of Cardassian
property on Bajor was already dealt with in the Armistice talks four
years ago. Don't worry, he'll still pay the reparations.
WINN: What about this question of mining rights? His attention has been
wandering. He's in pain. Give him more of the drug.
BASHIR: He's had enough.
WINN: Then you'll need to give him something else. The negotiations
resume in less than six hours and we still have forty pages.
BASHIR: Listen to me. I don't care about your negotiations, and I don't
care about your treaty. All I care about is my patient, and at the
moment he needs more medical care and less politics. Now, you can
either leave here willingly or I'll call security and have you thrown
KIRA: You won't need to call them. I'll do it myself.
WINN: Put yourself in the hands of the Prophets, Bareil. They will not
BAREIL: Yes, Eminence.
KIRA: Is there anything I can do?
BAREIL: Just be here. I'm beginning to dislike seeing that look on your
BASHIR: As I feared, the Vasokin has already damaged your internal
KIRA: What happens now?
BASHIR: I can replace the damaged organs with artificial implants, but
as long as you're taking the drug I can't guarantee that the damage
won't spread. I think you should reconsider letting me put you in
BAREIL: I'm afraid my mind's made up. Just get me through the
negotiations. I must carry out the will of the Prophets. Please.
Whatever it takes, just do it.
(Winn is studying PADDs.)
WINN: Are you going to call security and have me removed from this room
BASHIR: It hadn't occurred to me. Yet.
WINN: How is Bareil?
BASHIR: The organ replacement surgery went well. He's still
unconscious, but he should be awake within the hour.
WINN: Oh, good. There are still several points I have to discuss with
him before the next negotiating session.
BASHIR: That's why I'm here. When you see Bareil, I want you to tell
him that you don't need him, that you can complete these negotiations
WINN: But I do need him, Doctor.
BASHIR: I realise that. But I want you to tell him that you don't.
WINN: You seem to be asking me to lie.
BASHIR: I'm asking you to free Bareil of his obligations to you. The
only way he'll accept that is if you tell him he's no longer needed,
that you can go on without him. Now, if that's a lie, then so be it.
WINN: That doesn't sound like a Starfleet officer.
BASHIR: I'm a doctor first. And right now, I'm trying to give my
patient his best chance to live. The only way to do that is to put him
in stasis. Bareil knows that, but his desire to complete these
negotiations is so strong that he's forcing me to keep him conscious
and mentally alert, even though it may kill him.
WINN: None of us wants that to happen, Doctor. But if I'm not mistaken,
the decision regarding Bareil's treatment is up to him.
BASHIR: Yes. As the patient, it is his right to make that choice. But
I'm asking you to help me change his mind. Eminence, you're the Kai.
These are your negotiations. Let this be your moment in history. Finish
the talks on your own and you won't have to share the credit with
WINN: You say that as though success is guaranteed, Doctor.
BASHIR: Of course. If the talks fail, you'll need someone to accept the
blame. A scapegoat. You're a coward. You're afraid to stand alone.
WINN: Bareil's already made his decision, Doctor. I won't interfere.
And Doctor? I won't forget what you've said here.
BASHIR: Neither will I.
SISKO: So, you never told me about your double-date.
JAKE: Not much to tell
SISKO: That's not what I hear. Quark tells me that you and Nog aren't
speaking to each other.
JAKE: You should've seen the way he acted, Dad. He was acting like a
spoiled brat. I've never been so embarrassed. I don't think Leanne will
ever speak to me again.
SISKO: So what did he do?
JAKE: All kinds of stupid things. Riska couldn't even say two words
without him telling her to be quiet. And he insisted that she cut up
his food for him. He was treating her like she was some kind of slave.
SISKO: Sounds like he's acting like a Ferengi to me. You can't blame
him for that.
JAKE: Well, in that case, maybe you were right all along.
SISKO: About what?
JAKE: You once said that Humans and Ferengis are too different to ever
really be friends.
SISKO: I remember saying that. And you know what? I was wrong. You and
Nog proved that. Sure, you have your cultural differences, but there's
a real bond between you.
JAKE: Well, I know one thing. I'm never going to set him up on a date
SISKO: I think you two should talk this over before it becomes too big
JAKE: I'm not sure Nog is going to be willing to talk to me so soon.
SISKO: Well, I guess you'll have to do something to get his attention.
(Winn is there and Bareil is in agony as Bashir
BASHIR: What happened?
NURSE: I don't know.
BASHIR: Two cc's morphenolog. It's all right, it's all right. You're
getting help. You're getting help. I thought I made it clear there were
to be no visitors for the next three hours.
WINN: It's not her fault, Doctor. Bareil called me himself. He said he
had some ideas on the treaty.
BASHIR: And you just couldn't wait to hear them, could you. His left
temporal lobe is showing signs of massive synaptic failure. Well, I
hope you got all the advice you needed, Eminence, because the Vasokin
has damaged his brain and that damage is irreversible.
SISKO: Will he regain consciousness?
BASHIR: Not in his present condition.
WINN: You were able to replace some of his internal organs with
artificial implants. Could you do something similar with the damaged
parts of his brain?
BASHIR: It's hard to say with any certainty. There's still a great deal
about the way the brain operates we don't understand. One of my
professors at medical school used to say that the brain had a spark of
life that can't be replicated. If we begin to replace parts of Bareil's
brain with artificial implants, that spark may be lost.
KIRA: But you're saying if we don't do it, Bareil will never regain
consciousness and he'll die.
SISKO: I think we need to consider what Bareil would want us to do.
WINN: Vedek Bareil wanted these negotiations to be completed, no matter
what the cost.
BASHIR: With all due respect, your Eminence, you're hardly an impartial
observer here. You have a personal interest in these talks.
WINN: There is more at stake than one man's life.
BASHIR: One man's life is all I'm concerned with at the moment.
KIRA: I think she's right, Julian. I think Bareil would want the
BASHIR: Kira, if I go through with this, the man who wakes up may not
be the man you used to know.
KIRA: I realise that, but I know how important this is to him, and I
know he wouldn't want to just be put into stasis indefinitely, waiting
for some medical solution that may never come. Do the surgery, Julian.
Let him finish what he started.
ODO: Mister Sisko.
JAKE: Odo, I'd like you to do me a favour. I want to be arrested.
(Jake is already in a cell when Nog is hauled in.)
NOG: Argh! This is outrageous! I didn't steal anything from a Tholian
ODO: Just another innocent man arrested for a crime he didn't commit.
NOG: What is he doing here?
ODO: As if you didn't know. Your accomplice here has also denied
involvement, but I have an eyewitness who saw both of you breaking into
the Tholian Ambassador's quarters last night.
NOG: I don't even know what a Tholian looks like!
ODO: Tell it to the Magistrate.
NOG: At least put me in my own cell.
ODO: I'm sorry the quarters aren't to your liking. Please feel free to
submit a complaint to the management.
BASHIR: The positronic implant is functioning
normally. The mid-brain interface is online and he's awake.
BAREIL: Yes, Major.
KIRA: How are you feeling?
BAREIL: Awake. Everything is different.
KIRA: Different? In what way?
BAREIL: It's hard to explain, but when you touch me, it doesn't seem
real. It's more like the distant memory of a touch.
WINN: Vedek, do you remember the negotiations? I have some questions
BAREIL: Of course, Eminence. I will do all I can.
NOG: Something's wrong.
JAKE: No kidding.
NOG: That's not what I mean. My father told me that if I got caught
stealing again, he would send me back to live on the Ferengi homeworld
with my grandmother. So where is he? Why isn't he here yelling and
threatening me? And where's Uncle Quark? I'm late for work. And come to
think of it, what are you doing here?
JAKE: Ask Odo.
NOG: No, no, no. Throwing you in here wasn't Odo's idea. You don't just
arrest the station commander's son without some really strong evidence.
And I know there is no evidence because I know we didn't do anything.
So why are we in here, Jake?
JAKE: All right. I put Odo up to this because I wanted to talk to you.
NOG: In here?
JAKE: I didn't think you'd listen to me otherwise.
NOG: Well, this better be good.
JAKE: I wanted to say I'm sorry. I guess I just forgot you're a
NOG: You forgot? To most people, the lobes are a dead giveaway.
JAKE: What I mean is, we spend so much time together and we seem so
much alike, I sometimes forget we're different.
NOG: I know we're different. I mean, anyone who talks to a female with
fawning respect is no Ferengi. It made me sick.
JAKE: You want to talk about sick? Sick is making Riska cut up your
food for you.
NOG: At least I didn't have her chew.
JAKE: Chew it?
NOG: That's right. In traditional Ferengi homes, the females soften the
food with her teeth before they give it to the males.
JAKE: That is disgusting.
NOG: I knew you would react that way, which is why I didn't have her do
JAKE: Well, do you have any other disgusting Ferengi customs I should
NOG: Plenty. And I know plenty of human customs that disgust me.
JAKE: Great. So we both disgust each other. You know, as we get older,
this is just going to get worse. But I know one thing. I don't want to
lose you as a friend.
NOG: Well, in that case, double-dating is definitely out.
JAKE: Agreed. And I guess we'll just have to deal with the rest of our
disgusting habits as they come up.
NOG: I guess so. You feel better?
NOG: Good. Now can we get out of here?
JAKE: Sure. Odo? Odo? He's just playing around. Odo!
Station log, supplemental. Kai Winn has announced
that Legate Turrel has signed the peace treaty. The news has sent a
shockwave throughout the quadrant. And although there is still some
opposition from hard-line elements on both Bajor and Cardassia, it
looks as though they're finally willing to put their long conflict
(It's party time, but one guest is very down.)
DAX: Remind me not to invite you to my next party.
BASHIR: I'm sorry. I guess I'm sort of casting a pall over this
DAX: Julian, no one's expecting you to provide entertainment. But you
should try to enjoy yourself. After all, this celebration is for you,
BASHIR: Frankly, I can't imagine what I've done deserves a celebration.
DAX: You kept him alive against incredible odds. No matter what
happens, you should always be proud of that.
(Quark leads in a waiter carrying a large dessert on a tray.)
QUARK: Excuse me, your Eminence.
QUARK: Kai Winn, allow me to introduce Kai Winn.
WINN: I don't understand.
QUARK: In honour of the occasion, I've named my latest creation after
you. It's a chocolate
soufflé with Haligian tongue sauce.
WINN: Well, I'm very honoured.
QUARK: And you're also very popular. Believe me, I can't keep up with
the orders so far.
NURSE [OC]: Medical emergency. Doctor Bashir to the Infirmary.
WINN: Please, excuse me.
KIRA: It's the other half of his brain, isn't it?
But you can still help him can't you? You can replace the other half of
his brain with a positronic matrix.
BASHIR: I'm sorry, Nerys, but this is where it ends.
KIRA: What do you mean?
BASHIR: I won't remove whatever last shred of humanity Bareil has left.
KIRA: But you can do it.
WINN: Perhaps, child, it is time to listen to Doctor Bashir.
KIRA: Sure. You've got your peace treaty, your place in history. You
don't need Bareil anymore.
WINN: Believe me child, I share your pain. But I think the Prophets are
calling to Bareil. I will see to it that Bajor never forgets him.
(Winn puts her hand on Bareil's chest for a moment, then leaves.)
KIRA: Julian, you can't give up now. You have to keep going.
BASHIR: Nerys, if I remove the rest of his brain and replace it with a
machine, he may look like Bareil, he may even talk like Bareil, but he
won't be Bareil. The spark of life will be gone. He'll be dead. And
I'll be the one who killed him.
KIRA: But if we do nothing he'll die.
BASHIR: That's right, he will. But he'll die like a man, not a machine.
Please, don't make me fight you on this one. Just let him go.
KIRA: How much time?
BASHIR: All brain activity should cease within the next three hours.
KIRA: I'd like to stay with him until then.
BASHIR: Of course.
(Bashir and the nurse leave.)
KIRA: You got your treaty. I just wish we'd had more time for us.
There's so much I never told you, but this is the time we have left so
I'd better say it now. I'll never forget the first time I saw you, the
day you came to the station. You had such a serenity about you. I
thought you had all the answers. It really got on my nerves for a
while. But then I got to know you and I realised you were just as
confused as the rest of us. You just accepted your confusion better
than anyone I've ever known. That's when I realised I loved you.