KIRA: Now remember, I want him treated like a
visiting head of state. Full communications and computer access, any
assistance he may need from the station's crew.
DAX: You should have told us know he was coming sooner. I think we have
a red carpet in storage somewhere.
KIRA: Dax, this is important. Tekeny Ghemor led the dissident movement
against Cardassia's Central Command. And now that Dukat and the
Dominion have taken over, there is no one better qualified to lead the
DAX: Besides, he's practically your father.
WORF: Your father? Ghemor is a Cardassian.
KIRA: It's a long story.
DAX: The Cardassians once kidnapped Kira and surgically altered her to
look like Ghemor's missing daughter. (link to Second Skin)
KIRA: It was part of a plan to expose him as the leader of the
WORF: Cardassian politics are very complex.
DAX: I think they like it that way.
KIRA: Ghemor may be the only hope left for Cardassia. He deserves our
(Kira has her back to the airlock.)
GHEMOR: That's a lot of faith to put in one man.
(Kira spins round.)
GHEMOR: I hope I won't prove too great a disappointment.
KIRA: Legate Ghemor. It's good to see you.
GHEMOR: How many times must I tell you, Nerys? If you won't call me
father, Tekeny will do.
KIRA: Welcome to Deep Space Nine, Tekeny. This is our science officer,
Lieutenant Commander Jadzia Dax, and our strategic operations officer,
Lieutenant Commander Worf.
GHEMOR: That's quite a reception for an old man. Ah, I see you're
wearing the bracelet I gave you.
KIRA: Not exactly permitted under the uniform code, but
GHEMOR: It looks good on you. It was a pleasure meeting both of you,
but if you don't mind, I'm afraid the journey here was a little
KIRA: Oh, I'll show you to your quarters.
(Kira and Ghemor leave.)
WORF: Major Kira, friends with a Cardassian. It seems wrong.
DAX: You should've known her five years ago. Back then, I never thought
she'd be friends with anyone.
KIRA: I've had the replicator programmed with a
complete Cardassian menu. You've got twenty six hour a day computer
access, a private subspace comm. channel, and if there is anything else
you need, you just ask me.
GHEMOR: I wish I had your energy.
KIRA: I am sorry. I just wanted you to feel at home.
GHEMOR: You've been very kind.
KIRA: I thought you should know. I checked with Bajoran Security. There
are still no leads on your daughter.
GHEMOR: She's dead, isn't she?
KIRA: We don't know that. Now, if Iliana is still alive, she's been
undercover on Bajor for over a decade now. It's very hard to find
someone who's been hiding that long.
GHEMOR: I know you're trying to keep my hopes up, but it's time I faced
the facts. I'm alone. You're the closest thing to family that I have
KIRA: Bajoran Security has not given up hope. Neither should you. You
just have to be patient.
GHEMOR: I'm afraid patience is for the young. But what about you,
Nerys? How is life treating you?
KIRA: Oh, I've got no complaints. Now, did you read the proposal I sent
GHEMOR: It was very ambitious, but I'm afraid you'll have to find
another person to lead the effort.
KIRA: No, you are the perfect person for the job. You're still popular
on Cardassia. The people respect you. They'll listen to you.
GHEMOR: It's not that simple.
KIRA: We can make it work. We'll set up a government in exile here on
the station. You could make regular transmissions into Cardassia, issue
corrections to their propaganda, mobilise your old friends in the
GHEMOR: Nerys, it's a good plan, but I can't help you.
GHEMOR: I have Yarim Fel syndrome. It's terminal, Nerys. I'm dying.
BASHIR: I'm afraid the prognosis isn't good. The
disease has already spread throughout your digestive tract, your
circulatory and respiratory systems, and your cartilaginous tissue.
GHEMOR: How much time do I have left?
BASHIR: I'm not sure. There are still some treatments we can try.
Hexadrin therapy or neuroregeneration procedures.
GHEMOR: I appreciate anything you can do. I'm sorry, Nerys. I'm afraid
this isn't going the way you planned.
KIRA: Oh, don't worry about me. The important thing is to get you well.
SISKO: Begin Captain's log, stardate
O'BRIEN [OC]: Ops to Sisko.
SISKO: Go ahead.
O'BRIEN [OC]: You've got an incoming
O'BRIEN: Message from Cardassia. It's from Gul
O'BRIEN: He's demanding to speak to you.
SISKO: Put him through.
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: Ah, Captain Sisko. Always a pleasure.
SISKO: Still calling yourself Gul? I'm surprised you haven't promoted
yourself back to Legate by now.
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: I prefer the title Gul. So much more hands-on
than Legate. And less pretentious than the other alternatives,
President, Emperor, First Minister, Emissary.
SISKO: How about Dominion Puppet?
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: Captain, such comments only reveal a deep
misunderstanding of the intricacies of the Dominion political system.
Under our new administration, Cardassia enjoys unparalleled autonomy
SISKO: You can justify yourself later, Dukat. I'm a busy man.
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: Very well. We have reason to believe you have
one of our citizens aboard your station. A certain Tekeny Ghemor,
formerly a Legate in the Cardassian Central Command.
SISKO: And if we do?
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: Well, we want him back. To put it mildly, he has
a lot to answer for.
SISKO: I will take your request under advisement. But considering the
Federation doesn't recognise your government, and that Cardassia has
never agreed to an extradition treaty with Bajor or the Federation, you
shouldn't get your hopes up.
(Ghemor is cradling Kirayoshi.)
GHEMOR: What a beautiful baby you are. Yes. You must be very proud.
KIRA: He's Miles and Keiko's baby. I just carried him to term for them.
GHEMOR: Maybe you'd better?
KIRA: Yeah. (takes Yoshi) Are you?
GHEMOR: It'll pass. It's silly, but I almost feel like a grandfather.
After all, you're the closest thing I have to a daughter.
KIRA: Yoshi's the closest thing I have to a son. You'd make a terrific
GHEMOR: And what about you, Nerys? Have you ever thought about having
one of your own? Maybe with that Shakaar fellow of yours?
KIRA: You know about me and Shakaar?
GHEMOR: I've been keeping an eye on you. It made me feel like I still
KIRA: What did you do, hire someone to follow me around?
GHEMOR: Credit an old man with some restraint. I just had people let me
know when they heard anything about you. Like it or not, you're a
public figure, Nerys. First officer of one of the most important
military installations in the quadrant. Your feud with Kai Winn has
become already something of a legend. Did you know that you have your
own section in the Cardassian Central Archives? You've made an
impression on people, Nerys. A good one. You should be proud of
everything you've accomplished. I am.
KIRA: You know, I've kept my ears open for news about you too. I was
worried about you. Opposing the Cardassian government is dangerous
GHEMOR: I enjoyed it, while it lasted. I have a fondness for hopeless
causes. It runs in the family.
KIRA: Dukat called the station. He wants you extradited to Cardassia.
GHEMOR: I'm not surprised. He knows that as long as I'm alive, I'm a
threat to him.
KIRA: We won't let him get his hands on you.
GHEMOR: Nerys, I know more about the Cardassian government than anyone
alive. Names, alliances, plots. Things that could do a lot of good in
the right hands. There's a Cardassian tradition, shri-tal. The dying
give their secrets to their family to use against their enemies. But I
have no one left to carry my secrets. No one but you.
GHEMOR: Be my daughter one last time, Nerys. Hear what I know and use
it as you see fit.
SISKO: I hate to sound callous, but we have a
tremendous opportunity here. Ghemor is basically volunteering to give
us more intelligence on Cardassia than we've been able to gather in
KIRA: That's exactly what he's doing.
SISKO: It's quite a responsibility he's handing you.
KIRA: I know. I can't help wondering if he's chosen the right person.
What if I get too involved or I don't ask the right questions? Maybe I
can convince Ghemor to talk to a counsellor or Constable Odo. I mean,
he questions people every day.
SISKO: Maybe. But Ghemor just doesn't want to be debriefed. He wants
someone to talk to. Someone to be with until the end.
KIRA: And that someone is me.
(Kira remembers a time before Furel lost his arm.
Injured are being brought into the cave hideout.)
(A badly hurt man is on the stretcher.)
KIRA: Father. Father, can you hear me?
SISKO: Are you up to it?
KIRA: I have no choice. I'm all he's got.
(It looks more like an intensive care or hospice
room than guest quarters.)
BASHIR: If Ghemor's pain gets too severe, push this. It'll administer a
small dose of triptacedrine. If you want to replenish the medication,
be sure and turn this valve, disconnect it from here, and replace it
with a new supply. If you don't want to do it yourself, you can always
call for a nurse to help.
KIRA: I can manage.
BASHIR: I hope you're right. Looking with someone with a terminal
condition isn't easy, especially in this case where you'll be acting as
Ghemor's only source of emotional support.
KIRA: I know what I'm getting myself into.
BASHIR: I'm sure you do. Well, let me know if you need anything.
KIRA: No, don't try to move.
GHEMOR: Mouth's dry.
KIRA: I'll get you some water. Careful.
(But it dribbles down his chin.)
KIRA: Oh, damn it. I'm sorry.
GHEMOR: It's all right. You're doing fine. Maybe we should get started.
(Kira gets a dictaphone.)
KIRA: Session one, stardate 50712.5. Whenever you're ready.
GHEMOR: Probably Dukat's most powerful enemy is Gul Trepar, the head of
the Fourth Order. He's
KIRA: What is it?
(Kira triggers a dose of painkiller.)
KIRA: Better? You know, maybe I can ask Doctor Bashir to get you
GHEMOR: No. Anything stronger and I'd be unconscious. And you and I
have a lot to talk about. Where were we?
GHEMOR: Trepar. Trepar used to outrank Dukat and he's not happy to be
taking orders from one of his former subordinates. Trepar's aide is a
man named Glinn Borven, a political opportunist with all the loyalty of
KIRA: Medic! We need a medic! What the hell's
taking them so long!
TABAN: Nerys! Nerys, don't leave me. I was such a fool. When the
Cardassians started setting fire to the village, I tried to talk to
them, to reason with them. Look what they've done to me.
KIRA: I'm going to make them pay for this, I promise you.
TABAN: They burnt my garden, set fire to everything. I worked for years
planting it, caring for it, and now it's gone.
KIRA: We'll plant another one, together, you and I.
TABAN: I wish I had your strength, Nerys, your confidence. I'm so
KIRA: Where's that damn medic?
TABAN: Don't go. Stay with me. The medic can wait. I don't want to be
KIRA: The subject is asleep. I'm concluding the
interview for the day.
GHEMOR: (muttering and twitching) Cold, cold.
SISKO: It's a good start. Starfleet Intelligence
will be very pleased.
KIRA: There's more where that came from. Ghemor seems to know every
politician and bureaucrat on Cardassia.
SISKO: You look tired.
KIRA: I've been up for thirty hours straight.
SISKO: You should get some rest.
BASHIR [OC]: Bashir to Major Kira.
KIRA: Go ahead.
BASHIR [OC]: Please report to Ghemor's quarters immediately.
BASHIR: He's not responding to the hexadrin therapy
KIRA: I'm here.
GHEMOR: Ask me questions, Nerys. We don't have much time.
KIRA: You were talking about the Supreme Tribunal.
SISKO: Status report.
WORF: A Jem'Hadar battleship is approaching the station.
DAX: Its weapons are armed and its targeting systems are active.
SISKO: Red Alert. All crewmembers report to battle stations.
O'BRIEN: They're hailing us.
SISKO: On screen.
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: Captain Sisko.
SISKO: Gul Dukat. What's the meaning of this?
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: You said you'd take my request for Ghemor's
extradition under advisement.
O'BRIEN: They've locked weapons on the station.
DUKAT [on viewscreen]: I eagerly await your decision.
DUKAT: Captain Sisko. Thank you for the kind
invitation. This is one of my Dominion advisors, Weyoun.
SISKO: We've met. I saw you die.
WEYOUN: That wasn't me. At least not exactly.
DUKAT: The Vorta are experts at cloning.
WEYOUN: It tends to mitigate the risk involved in so much of our work.
My predecessor was the fourth incarnation of our noble progenitor. I am
WEYOUN: Of a sort. Interested?
SISKO: Dukat, you said you wanted to talk to me. Now is your chance.
DUKAT: Then I'll make it simple, Captain. Tekeny Ghemor is not a well
man. He would be better off under the care of his own people. We want
him to know he can come home.
SISKO: To attend his own execution.
DUKAT: No, not at all. Ghemor's case has been reviewed by the new
judicial system and he's been cleared of any wrongdoing.
WEYOUN: Dominion courts are renowned for their honesty and equanimity.
DUKAT: So, as you can see, there's no reason Ghemor can't return to
SISKO: I don't think he would agree with you.
WEYOUN: Perhaps we should find out.
GHEMOR: Dukat, I have a week to live, maybe less.
Do you really expect me to trade my silence for a few short days under
the Cardassian sun?
DUKAT: It is where you belong, Ghemor.
GHEMOR: And it's where I'd be this very moment if you hadn't betrayed
our people to the Dominion. Good day, Dukat.
WEYOUN: He doesn't seem to like you very much. We're going to have to
do something about your public image.
DUKAT: You haven't heard my entire offer. We do have something else I
think might interest you. Your daughter, Iliana.
GHEMOR: Iliana? I
KIRA: Don't listen to him.
DUKAT: Your daughter is alive. I know where to find her.
GHEMOR: I want to believe you, Dukat, but even if I did, let's just say
I don't like the company you're keeping. You and I might have come to
an agreement, one Cardassian to another. But now dealing with you means
dealing with them, and that makes the price too high.
KIRA: All right, you have your answer.
DUKAT: My ship will be docked here few days longer.
WEYOUN: In case you change your mind.
GHEMOR: I won't.
(Time passes. More painkiller is given, more information recorded but
nothing we didn't know from what I could hear under the music. Kira
sleeps, mops his brow and Ghemor talks, and shivers.)
QUARK: What can I get for you, Major? A frosty
Bajoran ale perhaps? Or something stronger? How about a Black Hole?
QUARK: You look terrible. Not that I mind. I like my women a little
KIRA: Quark, just get me my drink.
QUARK: I know just the thing. Warm Enyak's milk. It'll help you sleep.
KIRA: Come in.
DUKAT: Major. Sorry to disturb you.
KIRA: Sorry enough to leave?
DUKAT: Your defense of Ghemor is admirable. But did it ever occur to
you, you may be fighting the wrong battle? Do you recall the massacre
at the Kiessa Monastery?
KIRA: Kiessa. What's that got to do with Ghemor?
(Dukat hands over a PADD)
DUKAT: See for yourself. That is his official military record. You can
verify anything on there with Bajoran Intelligence if you like.
KIRA: You are really enjoying this, aren't you? Huh? All your sick
DUKAT: I must admit, I do get a certain perverse pleasure out of it.
Read it or not, it's up to you.
(Kira throws a cup at Dukat.)
KIRA: I promise you, Dukat, I will make you pay for all of this one
DUKAT: Maybe. But not today.
(Dukat leaves, and Kira reads the PADD.)
KIRA [OC]: I'll be right there.
(Ghemor has knocked over a glass of water.)
KIRA: Now what?
GHEMOR: I was thirsty.
KIRA: Just sit back. You're all tangled up.
GHEMOR: I'm sorry.
KIRA: It's a little late for that now, isn't it?
GHEMOR: Nerys, is something wrong?
KIRA: Yes there's something's wrong. You lied to me.
GHEMOR: About what?
KIRA: About everything. But let's start with Kiessa Monastery.
KIRA: You were there, weren't you?
GHEMOR: Dukat told you.
KIRA: The Cardassian army burned Kiessa to the ground. Seventeen monks
GHEMOR: But they were hiding weapons for the Resistance. Weapons that
were being used to kill my friends. It was war. It was easy to despise
you. But you weren't the monsters, we were. I wish I'd never joined the
military, never volunteered for duty on Bajor. But I did. And I can't
change that, no matter how much I might want to.
KIRA: So instead you hid the truth from me.
GHEMOR: No, Nerys. I didn't want you to hate me.
KIRA: It's what you deserve.
(Kira gives him a glass of water and leaves.)
(Weyoun is playing dabo)
WEYOUN: Dabo! That is dabo, isn't it?
DUKAT: I don't know why you insist on playing this ridiculous game.
WEYOUN: I like games.
DUKAT: Ah, Captain. Can I help you?
SISKO: I thought we should talk. I realise I haven't been much of a
(He has brought a bottle of kanar, and glasses. They go to a table
under the watchful gaze of Security.)
SISKO: Here, have some kanar.
DUKAT: No, thank you. I'm not particularly thirsty right now.
SISKO: I insist.
DUKAT: I said no thank you. I never touch Kanar on an empty stomach,
Captain. It's bad for the digestion.
SISKO: In this case, that's something of an understatement. Because in
that bottle is enough voraxna poison to kill at least a dozen
Cardassians. It was delivered to Tekeny Ghemor less than twenty minutes
SISKO: What's wrong, Dukat? Are you afraid Ghemor's going to say
something that might undermine your cosy new position?
DUKAT: Tread with care, Captain. You're coming dangerously close to
accusing the head of the Cardassian government of attempted murder.
SISKO: Is that what I'm doing?
WEYOUN: How delightful. The mysterious plots, the subtle innuendos, the
veiled threats. It's all so entertaining.
(Weyoun drinks the kanar.)
WEYOUN: Oh, my. That is quite toxic, isn't it?
DUKAT: Are you insane?
WEYOUN: Vorta are immune to most forms of poison. Comes in handy when
you're a diplomat.
SISKO: Especially when you're working with the Cardassians. You can
keep the kanar, Dukat. Ghemor won't be drinking it.
(Odo is pacing as Kira leaves the shrine.)
ODO: It's a little late for services, Major.
KIRA: I needed a quiet place to think. If you've got something to say
to me, Constable, say it.
ODO: I understand you've stopped visiting Ghemor.
KIRA: He lied to me. I thought he was different, but he's just like the
rest of them.
ODO: Is he? Really. I've seen his file, too, Major. He was nineteen
when Kiessa was destroyed. He'd been in the military for less than a
year and was only one of four hundred soldiers at the monastery.
There's no way of knowing if he even fired a shot.
KIRA: He shouldn't have been there at all.
ODO: This isn't about Ghemor's war record. If it really mattered, you
wouldn't have waited for Dukat to hand it to you. You would have looked
it up yourself.
KIRA: What are you trying to say? That I should go back down there?
ODO: Ah. No, I wasn't saying that at all. Are you?
(Taban is writhing in agony.)
KIRA: Father? Father. Father, hold still. You'll tear your bandages.
TABAN: My garden. They burned my garden.
KIRA: I know. I know.
TABAN: I can hear the Prophets calling me, Nerys. I can feel my pagh
FUREL: Nerys. We found them. It's a Cardassian heavy weapons unit.
Third assault group, ninth order.
KIRA: Hold on. I'll be right back. How far?
FUREL: Just outside of Tempasa.
KIRA: I'll go with you.
FUREL: Are you sure?
KIRA: I know the area.
FUREL: So does Gantt.
KIRA: They didn't shoot Gantt's father. They shot mine.
FUREL: All right. Go.
KIRA: We found the soldiers that did this to you. I'm going to make
them pay, just like I promised.
TABAN: The others. Let them. You don't have to go.
KIRA: Yes, I do. Yes, I do. I won't be long. Let's go!
(Kira is putting candles in front of her shrine
when the doorbell rings.)
KIRA: Come in.
BASHIR: I thought you should know that Ghemor's condition has
deteriorated. He'll be dead within the hour.
KIRA: Thank you for the information, Doctor.
BASHIR: Is that it? Thank you for the information? Ghemor is dying.
KIRA: I heard you.
BASHIR: Major, he wants to see you.
KIRA: Well, I don't want to see him.
BASHIR: Major, please, it's almost over. There's no more questions to
ask, no more work to be done. Just go to his quarters and sit with him.
KIRA: I said no. Don't ask me again.
BASHIR: Fine. You must do what you want. But I think you're making a
mistake. Regardless of what Ghemor's done in the past, he doesn't
deserve to die alone. Nobody does.
(The fighters have returned from their mission,
FUREL: All four mortar rounds right in the central compound. And the
way they ran, it was like kicking over a mound of barrowbugs.
KIRA: What was the count?
FUREL: Five skimmers, and at least, at least fifteen Cardassian dead.
Now that's not a bad day's work. We should celebrate.
KIRA: Yeah. They kill us, we kill them. It's nothing worth celebrating.
GANTT: Nerys. Your father.
GANTT: He died calling your name.
KIRA: Get another raiding party together. I want to hit those
Cardassians again as soon as we have a chance.
[Outside the cave]
(Kira is digging the grave.)
FUREL: Would you like me to call everyone together? Have Prylar Quen
say a few words?
KIRA: There's nothing left to say.
GHEMOR: I didn't think you would come.
KIRA: Well, for a while there, neither did I.
(She takes his hand and rests her head on his chest.)
BASHIR: Cause of death was CNS failure brought on
by Yarim Fel syndrome. One witness was present, a Major Kira Nerys of
the Bajoran Militia. Witness's statement is attached. Major, we're done
KIRA: That's it? A quick postmortem, a statement from the witness and a
little paperwork. It seems so straightforward.
BASHIR: It never is.
KIRA: He got so quiet toward the end. I could hear him whispering
things. His wife's name, Iliana's, even mine. Then the pain just got
too much for him and he just lay there, breathing. And at the end of
every exhale, there was this pause, and I thought that's it. It's over.
Then he'd force another breath, and another. I started counting them.
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred. He was fought for every last
second. I don't even think he knew I was there.
BASHIR: He knew. You gave him what he needed. He didn't die alone.
KIRA: Maybe he gave me something I needed. I missed my father's death
by less than an hour. Did you know that? Less than an hour. I always
told myself that it was bad luck, bad timing, the will of the Prophets.
But the truth is, I didn't have to go when I did. I could have stayed a
while longer. I saw my chance to get out and I took it. I saw so much
death during the occupation, I felt so much pain. But my father, he was
my strength, and I couldn't stand to see that strength slipping away.
So I ran.
BASHIR: Just like you tried to run from Ghemor.
KIRA: He reminded me so much of my father. Going through it again, I
just couldn't face it.
BASHIR: But in the end, you did. You were there for Ghemor.
KIRA: I owed it to him. I owed it to my father to get it right this
SISKO: You wanted to see me?
DUKAT: Yes. I understand Legate Ghemor has passed away.
SISKO: You must be very relieved.
DUKAT: Oh Captain, such cynicism does not suit you. All of Cardassia
will mourn the passing of Tekeny Ghemor. He was a great man.
SISKO: I'm surprised to hear you say that.
DUKAT: Not at all. It takes a great man to admit he's wrong, and that's
what Ghemor did. I'm speaking of his last minute change of heart. His
deathbed decision to embrace the new Dominion government.
SISKO: That's very moving, except for one small problem. It never
WEYOUN: As you said, it's a small problem.
DUKAT: I would like his body transferred to my ship. We'll take him
home and bury him with full state honours.
SISKO: I'm afraid that's going to be impossible. Legate Ghemor's
funeral arrangements have already been taken care of.
(Kira has buried Ghemor next to her father.)