time on Star Trek Deep Space Nine.
SISKO: One of our listening posts in the Gamma
Quadrant picked this up a few minutes ago.
DAX: It looks like a Cardassian military code, but the computer doesn't
GARAK: It was a call for help from Enabran Tain.
WORF: We must warn the station. There is only one reason for the
Dominion to hide such a large fleet this close to the wormhole.
GARAK: You think they're planning to attack the Alpha Quadrant?
SISKO: There's no way we can beat the Dominion. Our only hope is to
prevent their fleet from entering the Alpha Quadrant.
KIRA: You're going to destroy the wormhole?
DUKAT: You have to trust me. Things are going to change on Cardassia.
ZIYAL: What things?
DUKAT: I don't have time to explain. You're leaving now.
ZIYAL: I can't go.
DUKAT: It's him, isn't it? That despicable tailor. You don't want to
leave because you're waiting for him?
IKAT'IKA: This is Internment camp three seven one. You are here because
you are enemies of the Dominion.
TAIN: You're not my son.
GARAK: Father, you're dying. For once in your life, speak the truth.
WORF: General Martok.
MARTOK: The changeling that replaced me has caused the death of
countless Klingons. It is a grave dishonour.
BASHIR: I can only imagine what my replacement is up to on the station.
(They try to destroy the wormhole, but)
DAX: We're losing it.
SISKO: What happened?
O'BRIEN: Someone sabotaged the emitter array.
(WHOOSH - and out come the Jem'Hadar fleet.)
SISKO: Battle stations.
And now the conclusion.
KIRA: Release docking clamps.
DAX: Clamps released.
KIRA: Shields up. Power to phasers and quantum torpedoes.
DAX: Weapons ready.
KIRA: Bring us around.
(The Defiant is joined by two Runabouts and Dukat's Klingon Bird of
DAX: Dukat's bird of prey is in position.
KIRA: Maintain communications blackout. Nobody fires until we have our
orders from Captain Sisko.
DAX: There sure are a lot of them.
KIRA: That'll just make it harder for us to miss.
O'BRIEN: They're still not responding to our
SISKO: I think they're trying to intimidate us.
O'BRIEN: It's working. I don't believe it. The Dominion ships are
turning away from the station. They're laying in a new course.
O'BRIEN: Straight for Cardassia.
DAX: Dukat's ship is breaking formation. He's going
after the Dominion fleet.
KIRA: Open a channel. Dukat, stop trying to be a hero. Get back to the
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: Your concern is touching, Major, but I think you
misunderstand me. I'm not attacking the Dominion fleet I'm joining it.
KIRA: What are you talking about?
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: I'm afraid I have a confession to make, Major.
For the past few months, I've been conducting secret negotiations
between the Dominion and Cardassia. And as of last week, Cardassia has
agreed to become part of the Dominion.
KIRA: You can't be serious.
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: Goodbye, Major. You and I on the same side. It
never seemed quite right, did it?
KIRA: Lock phasers. open fire.
DAX: Too late. He's gone.
(The Romulan woman is keeping a watch at the
ROMULAN: All clear.
WORF: The transmitter Tain used to contact the station. Where is it?
(Bashir gets a piece of metal from under Tain's bunk and uses it as a
key to open a lower section of the wall.)
BASHIR: You have to crawl through that hole and kind of slide your way
up into the wall.
MARTOK: It took him over a year to modify the old life-support system
into a transmitter.
WORF: How did he operate it?
MARTOK: He wired the message and the transmission coordinates directly
into the system circuitry. That way all he had to do was connect the
transmitter to the power grid and let it run.
WORF: Could the coordinates and the message be changed?
GARAK: You're planning to contact the runabout.
WORF: We could activate the transporter and beam ourselves onto the
BASHIR: And run like hell.
GARAK: Re-encoding the transmitter won't be easy. We'd have to
reconfigure the array one circuit at a time.
BASHIR: Can you do it?
BASHIR: I'm no engineer and neither is Mister Worf here. You, on the
other hand, my dear Mister Garak, are a man of many hidden talents. If
you can't do it, nobody can.
GARAK: It's nice to feel needed.
GUARD [OC]: All prisoners assemble immediately. I repeat. All prisoners
WORF: Who is that?
MARTOK: Deyos. The Vorta who runs this camp.
IKAT'IKA: No talking.
BASHIR: Touchy, aren't they?
DEYOS: All Cardassian prisoners step forward. (seven of them) I am
pleased to announce that the hostilities between our peoples have
ended. As of today, Cardassia has joined the Dominion. Therefore,
you're all being sent home. Congratulations on your new status as
Dominion citizens. Not you, Mister Garak.
GARAK: Excuse me?
DEYOS: You're staying.
GARAK: Well there must be some of misunderstanding. The last time I
checked, I was a Cardassian.
DEYOS: But not a very popular one, I'm afraid. At least not with the
head of the new Cardassian government.
GARAK: And who would that be?
DEYOS: Gul Dukat.
DUKAT: (on viewscreen) You might ask, should we
fear joining the Dominion? And I answer you, not in the least. We
should embrace the opportunity. The Dominion recognises us for what we
DUKAT: (on monitor) The true leaders of the Alpha
Quadrant. And now that we are joined together, equal partners in all
endeavours, the only people with anything to fear will be our enemies.
My oldest son's birthday is in five days. To him and to Cardassians
everywhere, I make the following pledge. By the time his birthday
dawns, there will not be a single Klingon alive inside Cardassian
territory or a single Maquis colony left within our borders. Cardassia
will be made whole. All that we have lost will be ours again, and
anyone who stands in our way will be destroyed. This I vow with my
life's blood. For my son, for all our sons.
DAX: Somebody tell me this is a bad dream.
SISKO: It's no dream.
KIRA: Well, I've got a vow to make too. Next time I see Dukat I'm going
to kill him.
SISKO: Right now we have a more immediate concern. Such as who
sabotaged our graviton emitters?
O'BRIEN: I don't know who it was, but they did a pretty thorough job.
The emitters had the exact opposite effect to what we'd intended. They
were supposed to collapse the wormhole's spatial matrix and close it
forever. Instead, they made the matrix even more stable. Not even
trilithium explosives could destroy it now.
DAX: So the Dominion can send reinforcements through the wormhole
whenever they want.
BASHIR 2: Looks like it's time for another round of blood screenings.
Obviously we have a changeling infiltrator on the station.
DAX: What makes you think it's a changeling?
BASHIR 2: That's who I'd send.
KIRA: I think Julian's right. Odo tells me that a Bajoran maintenance
engineers has been missing ever since the Dominion fleet arrived in the
BASHIR 2: And if that was our changeling, he's either gone or assumed a
SISKO: We can't afford to take any chances. I want blood screenings and
phaser sweeps. If he's out there, we've got to find him.
MARTOK: He's taking too much time.
BASHIR: How long has he been in there?
WORF: Close to an hour.
BASHIR: Garak? How's it coming along?
GARAK: I only wish I were still a member of the
Obsidian Order. This would make a wonderful interrogation chamber.
Tight quarters, no air, bad lighting, random electric shocks. It's
BASHIR [OC]: Sounds like you're enjoying yourself.
GARAK: If you'd like, I'd happily trade places with you.
BASHIR: I suppose you could give me a crash course
in Cardassian field engineering. I should be ready to take over from
you in what, five or six weeks?
(They close up the wall just before the Jem'Hadar enter.)
IKAT'IKA: It's time.
WORF: I am ready.
IKAT'IKA: I've been looking forward to this.
WORF: So have I.
(Worf, Martok and the Jem'Hadar leave.)
BASHIR: Give me a hand.
(The male Romulan helps move the bunk.)
BASHIR: Hold on, Garak.
ROMULAN: Wait. The guards are still too close.
BASHIR: Just a little while longer, Garak.
(Worf is in the ring, preparing to fight, and
Martok is his second.)
WORF: I thought I would be fighting Ikat'ika.
MARTOK: I would not be so eager if I were you. This (his missing eye)
is his handiwork.
WORF: He has much to answer for.
MARTOK: His time will come. Now remember, every time you hit the
ground, you must touch one of those posts or else you forfeit the
IKAT'IKA: Today, we train against a worthy adversary. Observe, analyse,
remember. Soon we will face his people in combat. The lessons you learn
here will ensure victory. Victory is life.
JEM'HADAR: Victory is life.
(Worf is the first to hit the floor, but he soon gets his own back.)
BASHIR: Come on.
(Finally the guard walks away to watch the match.)
(Bashir opens the panel and Garak is quickly out.)
GARAK: That was thoroughly unpleasant.
BASHIR: Are you all right?
GARAK: I am fine. It's just much hotter in there than I thought. I got
a little lightheaded. Give me a minute and I'll go back in there.
BASHIR: No, you need more than a minute. Your pulse is racing. I don't
want to think about your blood pressure. Maybe you should wait until
GARAK: Do you want to get off this hellhole or not?
BASHIR: You know I do.
GARAK: Then let me get back to work.
BASHIR: Rest for five minutes. And from here on in you can take a
fifteen minute break every hour. Doctor's orders.
(Worf finally pummels his opponent into the
WORF: Was that the best you have to offer?
IKAT'IKA: He was our youngest and least experienced. I promise your
next opponent will provide more of a challenge.
[Promenade - upper level]
KIRA: The view's even better from upper pylon two.
ZIYAL: I keep hoping the wormhole will open, that Garak's runabout will
come through and everything will be all right again.
KIRA: Maybe it will.
ZIYAL: My father says Garak's dead.
KIRA: Right now I wouldn't believe your father if he said rain was wet.
ZIYAL: I used to think my father was a hero. That even when he did
something bad, he had a good reason.
KIRA: Everyone has their reasons. That's what's so frightening. People
can find a way to justify any action, no matter how evil.
ZIYAL: You think my father is evil?
KIRA: I think you can't judge people by what they think or say, only by
what they do.
Captain's log, stardate 50564.2. A large contingent
of Klingon warships has arrived from Cardassian space, but its
intentions, at least for the moment, remain unclear.
O'BRIEN: We're being hailed.
DAX: It's Chancellor Gowron. He's requesting permission to dock.
They've got wounded.
SISKO: Permission granted. I have the feeling the Klingons' war against
the Cardassians has taken a turn for the worse.
(The fake Bashir treats a burn on the Chancellor's
GOWRON: This is a dark day, not only for the Klingon Empire, but for
the Alpha Quadrant itself.
SISKO: So what are we going to do about it?
GOWRON: I will do what must be done. Fall back. Pull my forces out of
Cardassian space, fortify the Klingon Empire and prepare for a fight to
SISKO: Maybe there's a better way.
(Sisko offers a PADD.)
GOWRON: The Khitomer Accords? The treaty between the Federation and the
Klingon Empire is dead.
SISKO: But we can bring it back to life again. This is the most
fortified position between here and the Klingon Empire. There will be a
Starfleet task force will be here soon. If you could bring your fleet
GOWRON: Then we could stand united against the Dominion. And if we do
BASHIR 2: We might have a chance.
(Gowron puts his thumbprint on the Accords.)
GOWRON: Think of it. Five years ago no one had ever heard of Bajor or
Deep Space Nine, and now all our hopes rest here. Where the tides of
fortune take us, no man can know.
SISKO: They're tricky, those tides.
(Fake Bashir is working on a panel)
(It's another match, another opponent for Worf. He
snaps the Jem'Hadar's neck and howls in victory.)
MARTOK: Five matches and five victories. You truly have the spirit of
Kahless within you.
IKAT'IKA: Until tomorrow.
WORF: I'll be waiting!
BASHIR: You've got three broken ribs, maybe four.
WORF: They will heal.
BASHIR: Not if you keep fighting, they won't. You're lucky you didn't
puncture a lung. A body, even a Klingon body, can only take so much
WORF: I will fight.
MARTOK: It is the only honourable thing to do.
BASHIR: He'll lose. And in this condition, he might even die.
WORF: Then I will die. But I will not yield.
MARTOK: You heard him. Bandage his ribs.
(The fibreoptic strands Garak is using as a light
source are flickering.)
GARAK: I'm sorry, but that's absolutely unacceptable. I'm under enough
strain as it is, I can't have you quitting on me. Get a hold of
yourself, Garak. After all, you haven't had one of these attacks in
years. Yes, this is a tight enclosed space. Yes, there's not a lot of
room to move. But a disciplined mind does not allow itself to be
sidetracked by niggling psychological disorders like claustrophobia.
Besides, this isn't like Tzenketh. The walls won't collapse in on you.
Your friends are near by, there's plenty of air, so there's nothing to
be concerned about. Focus on the job. You're the only person who can
contact the runabout. People are depending on you. Ziyal is depending
on you. You promised her you'd come back, and that young lady has had
quite enough disappointments in her life without you adding to them, so
control yourself. You're stronger than this. A disciplined mind
(And the light goes out)
BASHIR: I'm afraid that's the best I can do. Does
it feel any better?
WORF: Much better.
BASHIR: You're not a very good liar, Mister Worf.
(Bang, thump, thump.)
MARTOK: What was that?
WORF: It's coming from inside the wall.
MARTOK: How long has he been in there?
BASHIR: About half an hour. Garak? Garak, what is it?
MARTOK: Tell him to stop before they hear him.
BASHIR: Garak, the panel's open now. You can come out. We've got to get
him out of there.
BASHIR: Garak. Garak, you have to stop. You're
making too much noise. Garak. Garak.
GARAK: The light. The light went out.
BASHIR: I know. Come on. I think you can take your break a little
(Garak is put to bed, eyes staring.)
BASHIR: It would appear that he suffers from an acute form of
claustrophobia. It's a wonder that he lasted as long as he did.
WORF: Then one of us will have to finish reconfiguring the transmitter.
BASHIR: And who would you suggest could do that? (silence) Exactly.
MARTOK: If Garak can't contact the runabout, we're not going anywhere.
DAX: The last of Gowron's ships have arrived.
O'BRIEN: I'll have a repair crew get to work on them right away.
SISKO: Any word from Starfleet?
DAX: Admiral Gilhouly's task force is less than four light years away.
SISKO: I'll feel a lot better when they get here.
O'BRIEN: You're not the only one.
SISKO: Yes, Major.
KIRA: I just talked to Odo. Someone overrode the security blocks on the
industrial replicator on level seventeen.
SISKO: Sounds like our saboteur. Did they catch him?
KIRA: No such luck.
DAX: Do they know what he replicated?
KIRA: He wiped the memory core.
SISKO: Tell Odo I want all security details to pull double shifts as of
now. If he wants more men, have him talk to Gowron. I'm sure the
Chancellor will be willing to assign some Klingon troops to guard key
KIRA: Klingons helping to protect Deep Space Nine. What an interesting
SISKO: These are interesting times, Major.
DAX: Captain, incoming message. It's Gul Dukat.
SISKO: In my office.
DUKAT [on monitor]: Please, Captain. Show a little respect. You are
talking to the head of the Cardassian government.
SISKO: I don't recognise that government.
DUKAT [on monitor]: Your recognition is irrelevant.
SISKO: Well, if that's what you think, why are we having this
DUKAT [on monitor]: Because the fact is, Captain, I feel a certain
obligation toward you. After all, I freely admit you saved my life on
more than one occasion.
SISKO: Don't remind me.
DUKAT [on monitor]: Oh, no, you should be glad you did. Because now I'm
going to return the favour and give you a chance to save your precious
Federation. All you have to do is convince them to follow Cardassia's
SISKO: You expect us to join the Dominion?
DUKAT [on monitor]: I expect you to behave rationally. Joining the
Dominion will save billions of lives and keep the Federation from
fading into the mists of history.
SISKO: By allowing it to exist under Dominion rule? No thank you.
DUKAT [on monitor]: I'm afraid you'll like the alternative even less.
SISKO: Dukat, if you have something to say to me, say it.
DUKAT [on monitor]: Then I'll make it simple then A few days ago, I
swore all Cardassia had lost would be regained. That space station
you're so fond of was built by Cardassia.
SISKO: Funny, I thought it was built by Bajoran slave labour.
DUKAT [on monitor]: Either surrender the station, or I'll take it by
force. The choice is yours.
SISKO: If you want to retake this station, Dukat, you are welcome to
MARTOK: Seven battles and seven victories. What
hero of legend have done as well?
WORF: Heroes of legends don't ache so much.
MARTOK: Your Federation friends have taught you modesty, but this is no
time for modesty. When we return to the Klingon Empire, I will seek out
Keedera himself and tell him of your glorious tale. He will write a
song worthy of you.
BASHIR: Well, be sure to send me a copy.
MARTOK: I'll do better than that. I can make sure that he mentions you,
the healer who bound the warrior's wounds so he could fight again.
WORF: Right now, the only part of the song that I wish to hear is the
verse that tells of our escape. What good is defeating every Jem'Hadar
soldier in this compound if it does not bring us closer to our freedom?
BASHIR: We have to come up with a new escape plan.
GARAK: That won't be necessary. The original one will work. I just have
to finish what I started. After all, a verse about the Cardassian who
panicked in the face of danger would ruin General Martok's song.
MARTOK: And would be unfortunate.
GARAK: Now, if you'll excuse me, my dungeon awaits.
MARTOK: There is no greater enemy than one's own fears.
WORF: It takes a brave man to face them.
BASHIR 2: What can I do for you, Chief?
O'BRIEN: Wasn't Lieutenant Japar brought in here?
BASHIR 2: The Klingon engineer? You just missed him. The plasma burns
weren't as bad as they looked.
O'BRIEN: I'd better go find him. I can't make head nor tail of the
power relay systems on his bird of prey. We're never going to get all
these Klingon ships up and running.
BASHIR 2: I have every confidence in you, Chief.
O'BRIEN: Ah, that makes all the difference then, doesn't it.
BASHIR 2: How are Keiko and the kids?
O'BRIEN: They made it safely to Bajor, but I'm worried about Molly.
She's getting old enough to know when something's wrong. I think she's
BASHIR 2: Well, it's only natural. It'll pass. Oh, by the way, I
ordered two new sets of those new duridium alloy darts I told you
about. They should be here next week.
O'BRIEN: Darts? We're facing a major interstellar war and you're
thinking about darts?
BASHIR 2: Well, life must go on. Besides, I have a feeling things are
going to turn out for the best.
O'BRIEN: I hope you're right.
QUARK: Your asparagus with yamok sauce. The last of
my fresh asparagus, I might add. Not that I'll need to stock it
anymore. Somehow I get the feeling there won't be much of a demand for
human food once the Jem'Hadar have finished with this place.
ZIYAL: Aren't you being a little pessimistic?
QUARK: Am I? The Jem'Hadar don't eat, don't drink, and they don't have
sex. And if that wasn't bad enough, the Founders don't eat and don't
drink, and they don't have sex either. Which, between you and me, makes
my financial future less than promising.
ZIYAL: It might not be so bad. For all we know the Vorta could be
gluttonous, alcoholic sex maniacs.
QUARK: I never thought of that. I wonder what their favourite food is?
SISKO: Good news. The Starfleet task force under
Admiral Gilhouly has entered Bajoran space.
KIRA: Hope they know what they're in for.
WORF: First they demand we come out here, then they
make us wait.
MARTOK: They are worthy fighters, but they have no sense of honour.
(The Vorta has arrived.)
WORF: Is there no Jem'Hadar willing to face me?
DEYOS: Fascinating. Even after all he's been through, the Klingon still
thirsts for battle. Doesn't he ever tire of it?
IKAT'IKA: I never do.
DEYOS: You fight because that is what you were designed to do. All that
motivates him is some barbaric sense of honour.
IKAT'IKA: And that is something you will never understand. Prepare
yourself. I've found you a worthy opponent.
WORF: Where is he?
IKAT'IKA: Right in front of you. Victory is life.
WORF: Today is a good day to die.
(The lady Romulan is keeping a lookout, as the
Breen sits and Bashir worries.)
GARAK: Tain, I don't know if you can hear me, but
if you can I just want you to know you may not have been much of a
father, but I really wish you were alive right now. That way you could
be in here instead of me.
(Ikat'ika knocks Worf down, eventually.)
BASHIR: Can we get him out?
ROMULAN: No time.
(Three Jem'Hadar enter.)
JEM'HADAR: The Cardassian. Where is he?
BASHIR: Outside, I suppose.
(Bashir gets knocked down.)
JEM'HADAR: He is not outside.
(The search begins)
(The Breen stands up.)
BASHIR: What do you want with him?
JEM'HADAR [OC]: He is to be put to death.
(He's found the key to the panel.)
JEM'HADAR: If you wish to live, explain this.
KIRA: The Bird of Prey Y'tem is in position.
O'BRIEN: That's everybody.
SISKO: Major, Commander, report to the Defiant.
DAX: Yes, sir.
SISKO: Good luck.
KIRA: To all of us.
(Kira and Dax leave.)
SISKO: Deploy the runabouts.
O'BRIEN [OC]: Runabout Yukon, prepare for
departure. Runabouts Rio Grande and Volga stand by.
BASHIR 2: (woman's voice) Yukon ready. Engines engaged.
(The crew are laid out on the floor.)
O'BRIEN [OC]: Good luck, Yukon.
O'BRIEN: Sir, I'm picking up a large tachyon
buildup, multiple vectors. Ships decloaking.
(Big green meanies appear.)
O'BRIEN: They're requesting permission to join the fleet.
SISKO: I'll be damned. Permission granted.
KIRA [OC]: Defiant to Ops.
O'BRIEN: Go ahead, Major.
KIRA [OC]: Sensors have just detected Dominion and Cardassian ships
entering Bajoran space. ETA ten minutes.
JEM'HADAR: I'll ask you for the last time. What is
BASHIR: It's either a self-sealing stem bolt or a reverse ratcheting
router, I'm just not sure.
(The male Romulan is vapourised.)
JEM'HADAR: She is next.
GUARD: Sir. If you'll allow me?
(He's moved Tain's bunk away from the panel.)
(Garak hears the panel being opened and turns off
(Worf continues to be pummelled to the ground.)
MARTOK: Worf, honour has been satisfied. Stay down.
(But Worf gets up)
DEYOS: Finish this.
(Worf gets knocked down again)
(The soldier peers into the crawlspace.)
JEM'HADAR: What do you see?
GUARD: I see nothing. It's dark.
(The Breen takes the officer's gun and vapourises him with it. The
guard gets up and kills the Breen as he also gets shot. Meanwhile the
third Jem'Hadar is struggling with the female Romulan. Bashir stabs him
in the neck with the piece of metal.)
ROMULAN: My people have a saying. Never turn your back on a Breen.
GARAK: Doctor, would you keep the noise down? I'm
trying to work in here.
BASHIR [OC]: Garak, how many transtator circuits have you got left?
GARAK [OC]: Three.
BASHIR: Well, work fast, because pretty soon we're going to be up to
our necks in Jem'Hadar.
(Ikat'ika stops Worf as he crawls to a post.)
IKAT'IKA: Enough, Klingon. You have proven your worth.
MARTOK: Worf, you heard him. Enough.
WORF: I will not yield.
DEYOS: What are you waiting for? End this.
IKAT'IKA: It's over.
WORF: It is not over.
DEYOS: You heard him.
(Worf cannot stand, and Ikat'ika is breathing hard.)
IKAT'IKA: I yield.
DEYOS: You what?
IKAT'IKA: I yield. I cannot defeat this Klingon. All I can do is kill
him, and that no longer holds my interest.
DEYOS: Shoot them both.
GARAK: Got it.
(Just as Ikat'ika is killed, our heroes are beamed
(Garak goes to the pilot's seat and Bashir checks
BASHIR: Take him to one of the cabins in the back. I'll be with you as
soon as I can.
WORF: Garak, you did well.
GARAK: So did you.
BASHIR: Take us to maximum warp. We've got to get a message to the
O'BRIEN: The Dominion fleet should be in visual
SISKO: On screen. (empty space) Where are they?
O'BRIEN: According to their warp signatures, they should be right
SISKO: Some kind of cloaking device?
O'BRIEN: I didn't know the Dominion had them.
SISKO: Or the Cardassians, for that matter.
O'BRIEN: I'm picking up additional warp signatures bearing one eight
three mark nine seven, two four four mark one two, three oh two mark
one three three.
KIRA [OC]: Defiant to Ops.
SISKO: Go ahead.
KIRA: According to our sensor readings, there are
Dominion ships all around us, but we can't see them or get any kind of
SISKO: We're reading the same thing.
O'BRIEN: They're everywhere.
DAX: What are your orders, Captain?
SISKO: Chief, I need targets.
O'BRIEN: I'm trying, but I can't get anything. We may have to wait for
them to open fire and then. Captain, I'm receiving a priority one
message from the Gamma Quadrant. It's Doctor Bashir.
SISKO: Bashir? Computer, locate Doctor Bashir.
COMPUTER: Doctor Bashir is not on the station.
SISKO: What was his last known location?
COMPUTER: Doctor Bashir's last known location was runabout pad E.
SISKO: Sisko to Defiant.
KIRA: Go ahead.
SISKO [OC]: Major, you have new orders. I want you to find the Yukon
and destroy it
SISKO: At any cost. Is that clear?
KIRA: Yes, sir. Commander.
DAX: The Yukon is headed straight for the Bajoran sun.
(Bashir 2 switches on a device on a console when
the ship shakes.)
DAX: Its shields are holding.
KIRA: How can that be?
DAX: Looks like someone's been doing some modifications to the Yukon.
I'm also picking up large amounts of trilithium, tekasite, and
protomatter on board.
KIRA: A bomb. If it explodes inside the sun
DAX: It could trigger a supernova. Wipe out the entire fleet, the
KIRA: And Bajor. We have to use the tractor beams.
DAX: We're too far away.
KIRA: Wanna bet? Take us to warp.
DAX: Inside a solar system?
KIRA: If we don't, there won't be a solar system left.
(Zoom and they grab the runabout, yanking it away from the sun then
letting go just before it goes KaBOOM.
O'BRIEN: The runabout's been destroyed.
SISKO: If the sun had gone nova, it would have wiped out the Dominion
fleet too. Chief, scan for those warp signatures again.
SISKO: They're gone, aren't they?
O'BRIEN: All I'm reading is normal background radiation.
SISKO: The warp signatures must have been faked. The Dominion's real
fleet never left Cardassian space. This was all an elaborate trap, an
attempt to destroy the station and Bajor and cripple the Federation and
Klingon fleets without ever firing a shot. Tell our friends out there
to stand down. Armageddon will have to wait for another day.
GARAK: Ziyal? I told you I'd be back.
(She runs into his arms.)
ZIYAL: I never doubted it.
O'BRIEN: Four weeks? Are you telling me I've been
hanging around with a changeling for over a month?
BASHIR: And you never even suspected it wasn't me?
O'BRIEN: No. The worst part is, the clues were right in front of me.
BASHIR: What clues?
O'BRIEN: Well, for one thing, he was a lot easier to get along with.
(While in the surgery section.)
DAX: So I suppose this means you want your Klingon opera collection
DAX: More or less.
[Promenade - upper level]
GOWRON: Then it's settled. In light of the new
treaty and the continued Dominion threat to the Alpha Quadrant, there
will be a permanent Klingon military presence on this station.
SISKO: But I choose the commander.
SISKO: Mister Worf thinks very highly of you, General.
MARTOK: I think very highly of him.
SISKO: Then I can't think of a better man for the job, if you'll take
MARTOK: I would be honoured.
KIRA [OC]: Ops to Sisko.
SISKO: Sisko here.
KIRA [OC]: You're receiving an incoming message. It's from Dukat.
DUKAT [on monitor]: Well, Captain, I must
congratulate you. If that protomatter device had gone off inside the
sun, well, the death toll would have been enormous.
SISKO: And your daughter would've been one of the casualties.
DUKAT [on monitor]: Ziyal made her choice. As far as I'm concerned, she
is no longer my daughter.
SISKO: You know, Dukat, I thought you'd changed in the last five years.
I see I was wrong.
DUKAT [on monitor]: One man's villain is another man's hero, Captain.
You should see the monument they're erecting in my honour at the
gateway to the Imperial Plaza.
SISKO: Is that why you sold out your people to the Dominion? For a
DUKAT [on monitor]: What I did I did to make Cardassia strong again.
And mark my words, Captain, I succeeded. You may have escaped defeat
this day but tomorrow
SISKO: We will see about tomorrow.
DUKAT [on monitor]: Yes, we will.