memory of Jerome Bixby
(Bashir and Ezri are together at a table, talking.
Odo is with Quark at the bar.)
QUARK: Have you ever seen anything so disgusting? The way he's
undressing her with his eyes. And look at his hands.
ODO: What about his hands?
QUARK: His gestures. They're obscene. You should arrest him.
ODO: You're joking.
QUARK: He's pitiful. Doesn't he realise she loves me?
ODO: I don't think he does. To be honest, I don't think she does
QUARK: Thanks for your support.
ROM: Brother! I just talked to Moogie. She says Grand Nagus Zek has
QUARK: What do you mean, disappeared?
ROM: He left her a note saying he was going on a business safari to
open new territories for financial exploitation.
QUARK: That's our Nagus.
ROM: He said he'd be back in five days. That was twelve days ago!
ODO: Has he done this before?
ROM: Not for this long. Moogie did some checking. No one's heard from
him. He could be hurt or even dead. We have to do something!
QUARK: He probably stopped off on Risa. You know, for a little rest and
ROM: Risa? With all those gorgeous women? He wouldn't do that to
QUARK: Have you looked at our mother lately? She's not getting any
younger. Now do us both a favour and stop worrying about Zek. He'll
ROM: Are you sure?
QUARK: Goodbye, Rom. Goodbye. Where'd Ezri go?
ODO: Oh, she slipped out the back with Bashir.
QUARK: They left together?
ODO: I think they were holding hands.
(Quark's shrine is an upmarket moneybox.)
QUARK: Blessed Exchequer, whose greed is eternal. Allow this humble
bribe to open your ears and hear this plea from your most devout
debtor. Continue to bless my bar with a steady stream of thirsty
customers whose pockets are lined with latinum, and whose skills at
dabo are shaky at best. And while you're at it, see if you can do
something about Doctor Bashir. Don't hurt him or anything, just get him
off the station for a couple of months. Oh, and one other thing. I
opened negotiations with Ezri three months ago, but I can't seem to
close the deal. Anything you can do to help
(The doorbell rings three times.)
QUARK: Come in. Ezri.
(The black leather clad woman twists Quark's arm up behind his back.)
EZRI: Anyone else here?
QUARK: Just you and me.
EZRI: Is that the bedroom?
QUARK: I owe you. Does it have to be so rough the first time?
EZRI: I don't know what you think is going on here, but think again.
QUARK: Don't tell me. This is some new kind of therapy? Am I suppose to
start talking about my childhood or something?
EZRI: I hope not.
QUARK: Good, because I'd rather talk about us. Dax, Dax, you're the
most fascinating woman I've ever met. I love you. There. I said it!
EZRI: My name's not Dax.
QUARK: Oh, I get it. Your clothes, the knife, this aggressive attitude.
It's all role playing. Call me Shmun.
QUARK: Yeah. And I'll call you T'lana. You know, from 'Vulcan Love
Slave' Volume Three.
(She lets him go.)
EZRI: You're a very confused man, aren't you? If your friend Zek is
depending on you, he's in a lot more trouble than he thinks.
QUARK: Zek? What does he have to do with any of this?
EZRI: I'll let him explain.
ZEK [on monitor]: Hello, Quark. It's me, your Grand Nagus. You'll never
guess where I am.
ZEK [on monitor]: If you said Risa, guess again. I'm in the alternate
QUARK: You're not my Dax. You're from over there.
EZRI: You're catching on.
ZEK [on monitor]: You're probably wondering how I got here well, you're
going to have to keep on wondering, because I don't have time to tell
you. You see, I'm in a bit of trouble. I'm being held prisoner by the
Alliance and I'm going to need you to help me regain my freedom. The
Regent said he would send me home in exchange for a ship's cloaking
device. They don't have them in this universe. I wish I'd known that
before I got here. I could've saved myself a lot of aggravation and
made a nice profit at the same time. However, my fate is in your hands,
Quark. I need a cloaking device and I need it now. You're the only one
I can count on. If you do this for me I promise I'll be eternally
grateful. And don't forget to tell your mother I love her. Goodbye.
QUARK: He should've gone to Risa.
EZRI: The Regent wants the cloaking device in three days.
QUARK: That's not much time. Cloaking technology isn't that easy to
EZRI: You'll find a way.
QUARK: And if I don't?
EZRI: The Nagus will die.
(A bird of prey is docked at the station. Quark
looks out of the airlock into the corridor.)
ROM [OC]: Anyone out there?
QUARK: Not that I can see.
ROM [OC]: Then let's do it.
QUARK [OC]: All right, together now. Now lift!
ROM [OC]: It's heavy.
QUARK [OC]: Oh, I noticed.
(Rom then Quark come out carrying a heavy invisible object between
QUARK: Watch the steps.
ROM: I see them, brother. I told you cloaking the cloaking device was a
QUARK: Brilliant. But couldn't you have done something about its
ROM: No. But if it makes you feel any better, the cloaking device on
the Defiant is a lot heavier.
QUARK: Tell it to my hernia.
ROM: You know what's bothering me? It seems wrong
to be stealing a cloaking device for the Alliance.
QUARK: We're not stealing it for them, we're stealing it to save Zek.
ROM: But what about this other Ezri? She's a Trill.
ROM: So, shouldn't she be with the rebels fighting against the
QUARK: Be sure to point that out when you meet her. Just don't forget,
she carries a knife. Shh. Someone's coming. Set it down, quick.
(Thud onto Quark's toe.)
QUARK: Act normal.
MARTOK: I'm telling you, Captain, we have to find a way to expand our
lines beyond the Kalandra system.
SISKO: I agree. If we don't move soon, the ionic storms will isolate
MARTOK: And allow the Dominion to flank us.
SISKO: Something wrong, gentlemen?
QUARK: It's the bulkhead.
MARTOK: What about it?
QUARK: Rom's thinking of painting his quarters this colour.
SISKO: They're already that colour.
QUARK: I told you!
ROM: No wonder I like it. It's a very soothing shade of grey.
SISKO: I'm glad you approve.
SISKO: Hmm? Carry on.
(Martok and Sisko leave.)
SISKO [OC]: I'll talk to Admiral Ross.
MARTOK [OC]: I'll talk to Chancellor Gowron as well.
ROM: They're headed for the Klingon ship. What if they discover the
cloaking device is missing?
QUARK: Let's get out of here. Where is it?
ROM: I'm not sure.
QUARK: Well, find it.
(Zap and fritz!)
ROM: Good job, brother. But I wouldn't touch those induction coils if I
QUARK: Thanks for the warning.
ROM: Up we go.
QUARK: Come on. Ezri's waiting for us in cargo bay fourteen.
[Cargo bay 14]
(Rom decloaks the cloaking device on the
QUARK: One Klingon cloaking device, as requested.
EZRI: As soon as I bring that to the Regent, he'll release Zek.
QUARK: Then what happens?
EZRI: Then you get him back. Would you stop doing that?
ROM: Doing what?
EZRI: Staring at me.
ROM: Sorry. But you look just like our Ezri, except you're a lot
QUARK: What are you talking about? She's exactly the same height.
ROM: I don't think so
QUARK: Don't be an idiot. I'm telling you they're identical, I think.
EZRI: Do I have to throw you off this transport pad?
ROM: One thing's for sure, their personalities aren't identical. How do
we know the Regent will keep his word and send Zek back to us?
EZRI: You don't. But there's not much you can do about it, is there?
ROM: Yes, there is. Brother, I think we should go with her.
EZRI: I don't think you'll like it too much on the other side.
QUARK: That, I believe. But my idiot brother is right. We're coming
MARTOK: Ferengi! I'll have you hanging by your ears.
QUARK: Well, what are we waiting for?
[Terok Nor cargo bay 14]
ROM: It didn't work.
EZRI: Yes it did. We're on Terok Nor.
ROM: It looks like Deep Space Nine to me.
QUARK: I suppose a cargo bay is a cargo bay, no matter what universe
ROM: But this is an alternate universe. Shouldn't everything be
QUARK: It's different enough. Remember what Captain Sisko once told us?
In this universe, we're both dead.
ROM: That's so sad. I would've liked to meet myself.
EZRI: We'd better get moving. I've got a ship waiting for us at landing
ROM: What's the rush?
EZRI: This is a rebel base and we're working for the Alliance.
(Enter Vic Fontaine with guns.)
VIC: I thought you two were dead.
ROM: We are!
QUARK: You're not a hologram.
VIC: A what?
(Bashir and rebels rush in, shooting.)
BASHIR: Throw put down your phasers, Fontaine!
VIC: I'll see you in hell first.
(Bashir kills Vic.)
QUARK: I can't believe it. Julian just shot Vic Fontaine.
ROM: I thought Vic was his favourite singer. No wonder they call it the
BASHIR: You, behind the crates come out. You can come out now.
EZRI: Do as he says.
BASHIR: Well, well, well. Look who we have here.
QUARK: I'll bet you're surprised to see us, but I can explain.
BASHIR: You worthless piece of space trash.
(Bashir slaps Ezri)
QUARK: Don't hurt her!
(Quark runs out and gets knocked down by a long-haired rebel.)
ROM: Hey! You're supposed to be the good guys.
(They all point their phasers at Rom.)
ROM: My mistake.
[Terok Nor holding cell]
O'BRIEN: I'm sorry, Rom. That cloaking device of
yours is now the property of the Terran Resistance Forces.
ROM: But you don't understand. You have to give us back the cloaking
device. We need it to rescue the Nagus.
BASHIR: That's not who you should be worried about right now. Do you
know what we do to Alliance sympathisers?
O'BRIEN: Give it a rest, Julian.
BASHIR: I'll give it a rest just as soon as these three get what's
coming to them.
ROM: I don't know about you, but I like our Bashir better.
O'BRIEN: You have to forgive him. He's had a rough go of it lately. He
lost a close friend in a skirmish with Alliance troops.
BASHIR: This has nothing to do with Jadzia. Do you know what would
happen to us if the Alliance got hold of a cloaking device?
O'BRIEN: It wouldn't be pretty.
BASHIR: They'd wipe us out in a matter of weeks. Besides, there's
nothing I loathe more than traitors.
EZRI: I'm not a traitor.
O'BRIEN: She's right. You have to believe in something before you can
EZRI: I believe in getting paid for my work, and you still owe me for
the last job I did for you.
O'BRIEN: We're fighting for our freedom here, for our very lives. All
you care about is money?
EZRI: Like you said, you have to have something to believe in.
BASHIR: Let me ram those words down her throat.
O'BRIEN: You're forgetting something, Julian. The Alliance didn't get
the cloaking device, we did. And that gives us the edge. And we have
these gentlemen to thank for it.
BASHIR: So what do you want to do? Give them medals?
O'BRIEN: I don't think their Captain Sisko would be too pleased to know
they were over here interfering in our affairs.
ROM: That's why we didn't tell him.
O'BRIEN: I thought as much. I say we send them back to where they
belong. Let Sisko deal with them.
QUARK: We can't go back. Not without Zek.
O'BRIEN: The way I see it, you've got two choices. You can either head
back to where you came from or you can head for Alliance territory and
try to rescue your friend without the cloaking device. You have till
morning to decide.
BASHIR: Either way, you're staying with us.
(O'Brien and Bashir leave.)
ROM: Tough break.
EZRI: I'll live.
QUARK: You sure?
EZRI: Don't worry about me. Smiley's right about one thing. If you're
found in Alliance territory without the cloaking device, you're dead.
QUARK: Are you suggesting we should go back home?
EZRI: It's the smart move.
QUARK: Do we look smart to you?
[Klingon holding cell]
(Aboard a death-star sized cruiser, Zek is getting
oo-mox from a leather-clad lady. Maihar'du is watching.)
ZEK: You have such nimble fingers, my dear.
KIRA: How many times have I heard that?
ZEK: I don't think I could survive this incarceration without them.
KIRA: I'm glad to be of help.
ZEK: I only wish I could return the favour. After all, you've been
suffering here for a lot longer than I have.
KIRA: It hasn't been too bad. I always find a way of amusing myself.
And besides, when your people give the Regent the cloaking device,
we'll both be free.
ZEK: If Quark and Rom don't screw things up.
(Intendant Kira twists Zek's ear. He screams, and Maihar'du gets kneed
as he moves forward.)
KIRA: Have a seat, big boy. You said your people could deliver the
cloaking device. You guaranteed it!
ZEK: Well, so I said, and so they shall.
KIRA: Then we have nothing to worry about. Oh, so fragile.
ZEK: That's quite a temper you have, my dear.
KIRA: It's one of my best features. Now, where were we?
ZEK: Mind going back to tugging at my ear hairs?
KIRA: Your wish is my command.
[Terok Nor holding cell]
QUARK: We have to find a way out of here.
EZRI: And then?
QUARK: And then we get our hands on the cloaking device and finish what
EZRI: All right. Let's say you manage to save this Grand Nagus of
yours. Then what?
QUARK: Then we go home. And never come back here again.
EZRI: That's it?
QUARK: Isn't it enough?
EZRI: Quark, don't play dumb with me. You're risking your life for him.
There has to be a reason for it.
QUARK: He's the Nagus. The man my mother loves. Not to mention, he's
the head of the Ferengi Alliance.
EZRI: In other words, he's rich.
QUARK: They don't come any richer.
EZRI: I see. How much are you expecting to get out of him?
QUARK: Knowing the Nagus, I'd say a pat on the head and a fistful of
EZRI: I don't understand.
QUARK: There's nothing to understand. He's my Nagus. And when your
Nagus gets in trouble, you're supposed to do something about it.
QUARK: I don't know. Loyalty?
EZRI: You're kidding me, right? You're doing this out of loyalty?
QUARK: Would you stop looking at me like that? You're making me feel
like an idiot.
EZRI: I hope so.
ROM: Brother! I just realised something.
EZRI: This should be good.
ROM: This is suppose to be an alternate universe, but their Captain
O'Brien seems as nice as our Chief O'Brien.
ROM: Don't you see? It doesn't make any sense. It's not alternate.
QUARK: Go back to sleep, Rom.
ROM: Right. But it's all very confusing.
(Phaser fire outside.)
ROM: What was that?
QUARK: How would I know?
(Enter Brunt, armed.)
ROM: Brother, look out! It's Brunt!
QUARK: I don't think it's our Brunt.
EZRI: What took you so long?
BRUNT: Sorry. Been a little busy. I had to break into the cargo bay,
steal back the cloaking device you lost and get it onto our ship. And
on top of that
EZRI: Okay. Quit your complaining and get us out of here.
BRUNT: I'm working on it.
(Gives up working the controls and blasts them instead. Ezri and Brunt
BRUNT: You two must be hungry. I've got food and drink waiting for you
on the ship.
ROM: He's so nice.
QUARK: Scary, isn't it?
(The little ship shakes.)
QUARK: What was that?
EZRI: Brunt modified the dilithium matrix to maximise the output.
QUARK: He did, did he?
EZRI: He's a very good engineer.
ROM: He's also a very good cook. These fried tube grubs are delicious.
QUARK: Better hope he didn't poison them.
ROM: Maybe in our universe he'd do something like that, but not over
here. Over here, everything's alternate. So he's a nice guy. Which
means the tube grubs here should be poisonous, because they're not
poisonous on our side. But if Brunt gave us poisonous tube grubs it
would mean he wasn't as nice as we think he is. But he has to be nice
because our Brunt isn't.
QUARK: Rom, you're driving me crazy.
ROM: It's not me, brother, it's this alternate universe. It just
doesn't make any sense.
BRUNT: More tube grubs?
ROM: Yes, please. No. Yes!
QUARK: Oh, no.
BRUNT: In case you get hungry. I put a cup of hot tea by your bunk. You
should get some rest.
EZRI: It has been a long day.
ROM: You're telling me.
EZRI: We're not due to rendezvous with the Regent's ship for another
forty six hours.
BRUNT: I'll wake you long before that.
BRUNT: I'd like to see the look on Bashir's face when he discovers
we've stolen back the cloaking device.
QUARK: You think he and Smiley will come after us?
BRUNT: Oh, they can't let the Regent get his hands on that technology.
QUARK: Sounds like your sympathies are with the rebels.
BRUNT: I hate the Alliance.
QUARK: Then why help them get the cloaking device?
BRUNT: Ezri and I are partners. More than that. She's the closest
friend I've ever had.
QUARK: And how close is that?
BRUNT: Not as close as I'd like.
QUARK: Too bad.
BRUNT: I'm not her type. And I don't think you are either.
QUARK: What makes you say that?
BRUNT: Let's just say that when it comes to men, she's very particular.
(Worf gives a Klingon Sneeze, the only kind he
WORF: Interesting. My sinuses are clear for the first time in years.
See if this Ferengi has any more of this beetle snuff.
GARAK: Certainly. But first, my Regent, I must talk to you about the
Intendant. It's taken us over two years to track down that treacherous
wench. We should eliminate her and be done with it.
WORF: I will deal with the Intendant in my own way and in my own time.
But first, I want that cloaking device!
WORF: Think of it. With a fleet of cloaked ships I will be able to
crush the rebellion once and for all.
GARAK: And then we can kill the Intendant.
WORF: We will see.
(They arrive at the battle cruiser.)
ROM: Big ship.
QUARK: How do we know we can trust the Regent? Once he has the cloaking
device, there's nothing to stop him from killing us all.
BRUNT: It's a little late to back out now, Quark.
EZRI: By bringing him the cloaking device, you've proven yourself
useful. Believe me, the Regent never gets rid of anyone he finds
QUARK: I hope you're right.
ROM: Me, too.
Regent Worf is trying on some new studded gloves.)
WORF: You. Come here. Your Regent needs you.
(Worf hits the soldier. He falls flat on his back.)
WORF: Nice fit.
GARAK: Our visitors from the other universe have arrived, and I'm happy
to report they have not come empty handed.
(The cloaking device is carried in, followed by Brunt and Ezri, then
Quark and Rom.)
ROM: Look who the Regent is!
ROM: So who's president of the Federation, Gul Dukat?
QUARK: They don't have a Federation here.
WORF: Is there a problem, Ferengi?
QUARK: Just ignore him. Now, if you'll give us the Nagus, we'll be on
our way and you can go on with your plans for mass destruction,
genocide and all those other good things.
WORF: Victory is finally in my grasp. I want this operational within
GARAK: And it will be so, exalted one.
QUARK: We have a deal, right?
WORF: Do we?
QUARK: Tell him.
KIRA: Yes, my dear, why don't you tell him. I knew you wouldn't
(The Intendant kisses Ezri.)
ROM: Uh oh.
QUARK: You're not going to give us the Nagus, are you. You. You knew
about this all along.
EZRI: What can I say? I'm loyal to my friends.
KIRA: Isn't she just the best?
GARAK: I don't understand. You're letting her go?
WORF: She earned it. Having them bring us the cloaking device was her
idea. Get rid of these two.
BRUNT: Is that really necessary? They could come in handy.
GARAK: If the Regent wants your opinion, he'll ask for it.
WORF: Do not kill them just yet.
GARAK: But your magnificence
WORF: You heard me. Lock them up.
GARAK: Let's go.
QUARK: I hope you two are very happy together.
KIRA: We will be.
[Klingon holding cell]
ROM: Our Ezri would never betray us, which means
QUARK: Oh, don't start with that again.
ZEK: Rom, you're not going to tell your mother about the Intendant and
me, are you?
ROM: It would break her heart.
ZEK: In a million pieces. You see, she worships me, and I worship her
right back. Besides, this is all your fault. If it weren't for you, I
never would have been able to get to this universe. Remember the last
time you came home to visit your mother? Well, one night while you were
sleeping, I got up to get a bite to eat. And there, on the kitchen
table, was a Starfleet PADD.
ROM: My engineering notebook? With the schematics for the
multi-dimensional transporter that Chief O'Brien gave me to study. You
ZEK: I'm your Nagus. You have no secrets from me.
QUARK: I still don't understand why you'd want to come here in the
ZEK: Simple, really. I came to find new financial opportunities for the
ROM: In the alternate universe?
ZEK: Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time/
QUARK: Right now, it would be a good idea for us to find a way out of
BRUNT: I just don't feel right about this. Quark
and Rom deserve better.
EZRI: Forget about them, all right?
BRUNT: That's just it. I can't. I like them and so do you.
EZRI: Don't tell me who I like.
BRUNT: Talk to the Intendant. She listens to you. Tell her the Ferengi
kept their part of the bargain. We should do the same.
KIRA: What a novel idea. Now I can't recall the last time I kept my
BRUNT: Maybe now's a good time to start.
EZRI: Forget it, Brunt.
BRUNT: No, not this time.
KIRA: It's all right. Let him talk, my dear. He obviously feels very
about this, and you know how responsive I am to passion. Go on.
BRUNT: What do we gain from their deaths? Nothing. On the other hand,
if we let them live, they may come in handy.
KIRA: I never thought of that.
BRUNT: The Regent will give them to you. All you have to do is ask.
KIRA: Maybe, but why waste a favour on those two little trolls? No, I'm
afraid I don't much care for your suggestion. And as a matter of fact,
I don't much like for you either.
(The Intendant knifes Brunt in the stomach.)
KIRA: He was going to betray me. I could see it in his eyes. You
wouldn't do that to me, would you? Would you? Oh, no, of course you
wouldn't. I've suffered so many disappointments in my life. Brunt,
Sisko, Bareil, the list goes on and on. Dispose of that, will you? It
EZRI: It's your mess. You clean it up.
KIRA: She's not afraid of anyone, is she? Not even me.
HELMSMAN: Regent, long range sensors have detected
an enemy ship. It's the Defiant.
WORF: Excellent. It is time to test the cloaking device.
GARAK: I'm afraid it's not yet operational.
WORF: And why is that?
GARAK: Well, it's a very complicated piece of equipment.
EZRI: One of the Ferengi seemed to know how it worked.
WORF: Then why is he not here?
EZRI: I'll get him.
[Klingon holding cell]
ROM: Getting the cloaking device online? That's
EZRI: Good. Lower the forcefield.
QUARK: Hold on a second. Why should we help the Regent, or you for that
EZRI: I'm trying to save your lives.
ZEK: That's a very worthy goal.
QUARK: Since when do you care about what happens to us?
EZRI: All right, forget it.
ROM: I don't want to forget it. I'm sorry, brother. Maybe you want to
die in this crazy, mixed up universe, but I don't.
ZEK: Neither do I! Lower the forcefield.
QUARK: I suppose we have nothing to lose.
EZRI: Where do you think you're going?
QUARK: With him. He needs my help.
EZRI: You're a bartender, Quark. What are you going to do? Mix him a
(Quark, Zek and Maihar'du stay in the cell.)
ROM: Don't worry, brother. I'm not thirsty.
EZRI: I don't expect you to believe this, but I am trying to help you.
QUARK: You're right, I don't believe you.
(Rom is working, with Garak handing him the tools.)
ROM: Isodine coupler. Does this look like an isodine coupler to you? I
don't see how anything gets fixed around here.
GARAK: I'd advise you to watch your tone of voice, Ferengi!
ROM: Or what? You won't let me install the cloaking device?
GARAK: I'm sorry if I've upset you. Now would you please get back to
ROM: Don't mind if I do.
(The Intendant is sitting on the Regent's lap, whispering in his ear.)
WORF: I have never tried that before.
KIRA: Few men have, but I think you'll find it very stimulating.
WORF: What do you expect in return?
KIRA: Terok Nor, of course?
WORF: I was planning on destroying that station.
KIRA: Plans can be changed.
WORF: I will consider it.
KIRA: What more can I ask?
ROM: Er, Mister Regent?
WORF: What is it?
ROM: Your cloak is ready.
GARAK: I'll take over from here.
(The ship cloaks.)
GARAK: It's working.
EZRI: Well done.
KIRA: You mean no one can see us? How deliciously deceitful.
WORF: Are you certain you know how to operate the device?
GARAK: Well, what I don't know, I always can learn.
ROM: It's pretty simple, once you understand the basics. Now, what
about my brother and the Nagus?
WORF: Do we have any further use for them?
GARAK: Not that I can think of.
WORF: Then get rid of them.
ROM: You mean we're going home?
GARAK: No, he means you're going to die.
ROM: That settles it. I'm never helping you again.
KIRA: Or anyone else, for that matter.
GARAK: Come along now.
ROM: I'm really beginning to hate this universe.
[Klingon holding cell]
(Garak has a hypospray.)
GARAK: What we have here, gentlemen, is ten cc's of concentrated
Ulcartic virus. It's very deadly and quite painful. It elevates the
temperature of your body, heating your internal organs until they
literally boil. I was hoping to use this on the Intendant, but I
suppose I'll have to settle for the four of you. Now, who would like to
go first? I'm waiting.
QUARK: Why don't you give us a couple of days to think it over and
we'll get back to you.
GARAK: All right then, I'll pick. Let's see.
QUARK: What an amateur.
GARAK: Excuse me?
QUARK: I mean compared to our Garak. Now that man knows how to conduct
GARAK: I'm not interrogating anyone.
ZEK: Why not? Did it ever occur to you that we may know things that you
could use to your advantage?
GARAK: Like what?
ROM: We're not going to tell you. Not unless you interrogate us.
GARAK: I don't have time for this. I want to be on the bridge when we
destroy the Defiant.
ZEK: In our universe, work comes before pleasure.
QUARK: Our Garak would have us hanging by our toenails by now, telling
him all our secrets.
GARAK: What secrets?
ROM: That's for us to know and you to find out.
QUARK: If you were smart, you'd cross over to our universe and get some
pointers from our Garak. When it comes to torture, assassination and
sabotage, you could learn a lot from him.
GARAK: I know all there is to know about sabotage.
ROM: That's not what we hear.
O'BRIEN: Something's wrong. We should have caught
that Ferengi ship long ago.
BASHIR: We'll find them.
O'BRIEN: For all we know, the Regent may already have the cloaking
device. In fact, he might have us in his sights right now and we
wouldn't even know it.
BASHIR: Don't start getting paranoid, Smiley. Even if the Regent has
the cloaking device, chances are it isn't functional yet.
O'BRIEN: I hope you're right.
(With the Defiant on the viewscreen.)
WORF: They have no idea that we are behind them.
KIRA: There's nothing I enjoy better than a good ambush.
WORF: It is time.
[Klingon holding cell]
GARAK: I don't understand. Is this Garak of yours
an assassin or a tailor?
GARAK: Never mind. I have to be back to the bridge. Now, who's first?
WORF: Drop the cloak.
BASHIR: I hate it when you're right
SMILEY: Evasive action. Now!
(The power goes off.)
[Klingon holding cell]
(The forcefield drops.)
GARAK: What was that?
ROM: Sabotage, what else?
(They rush Garak.)
HELMSMAN: We've experienced primary systems
KIRA: That Ferengi! He did this!
HELMSMAN: I'm unable to get anything back online.
[Klingon holding cell]
(Garak pins Quark to the bunk.)
GARAK: You taught me something about sabotage. Now I'm going to teach
you something about pain.
(Ezri twists Garak's arm so he hypos himself instead.)
QUARK: How much is this going to cost us?
EZRI: I'm not doing this for money.
QUARK: Then why?
EZRI: Do you want to get out of here or not?
ZEK: Of course we do.
EZRI: Then stop asking questions and let's go.
BASHIR: They're not coming after us.
O'BRIEN: Why not?
BASHIR: They can't. Their power grid's offline.
O'BRIEN: Then what do you say we give the Regent a proper greeting?
BASHIR: Reversing course.
(They are under attack.)
WORF: We must raise shields.
HELMSMAN: We can't.
KIRA: I don't know how much more of this the hull can withstand.
HELMSMAN: Captain O'Brien would like to have a word with you.
O'BRIEN [on viewscreen]: That's a nice ship you have, Regent. I'd hate
to see it destroyed.
BASHIR [on viewscreen]: But of course, if you insist.
WORF: What are your terms?
O'BRIEN [on viewscreen]: Oh, a simple unconditional surrender should do
KIRA: I'm afraid you've run out of options.
WORF: Victory is yours.
O'BRIEN [on viewscreen]: Prepare to be boarded.
(Transmission ends. The Intendant sneaks off the bridge.)
WORF: I have been betrayed. I knew I should have killed those two
Ferengi the moment they came aboard.
(Worf rips his chair out of the floor and throws it across the bridge.)
KIRA: What a surprise. I've been looking everywhere
EZRI: Here I am.
KIRA: Is that really necessary?
EZRI: I was about to ask you the same question.
(The two women lower their weapons.)
KIRA: Ah, that's better. You and I have to get to one of the escape
EZRI: You go. I'm staying here.
KIRA: You can't be serious.
EZRI: You shouldn't have killed Brunt.
KIRA: Isn't it a little late to be developing a conscience?
EZRI: I hope not.
(The Intendant leaves.)
ZEK: Brunt's dead?
ROM: Sorry, wrong Brunt.
QUARK: We're not going to let her get away, are we?
EZRI: I owe her that much.
ZEK: Oh, let her go. There's something about that woman I find
[Terok Nor cargo bay]
(Worf comes through the airlock at gunpoint with
O'Brien and Bashir behind him. The rebels cheer and applaud.)
ROM: Glad to be going home?
ZEK: You bet I am. But that doesn't mean I won't be coming back.
ROM: Here? What for?
ZEK: There's a fortune to be made in the alternate universe. I can feel
it in my lobes.
QUARK: Well, don't expect us to come chasing after you again.
ZEK: Oh, no, I won't. Next time, I'll bring you along with me.
EZRI: In that case, I won't bother saying goodbye.
QUARK: You know, coming back isn't such a bad idea, if I knew I could
see you again.
EZRI: I'm not going anywhere.
QUARK: I should stick around a couple of days. You could show me the
EZRI: I don't think that's such a good idea.
QUARK: I could help you work on that conscience of yours.
EZRI: I think I can take it from here.
LEETA: Excuse me.
LEETA: Do I know you?
ROM: We're married.
LEETA: I don't think so. You're Ezri, right? Captain Smiley wants me to
EZRI: Must be my lucky day.
(Ezri and Leeta leave.)
ZEK: This is quite a fascinating place, don't you agree?
ROM: I want to go home.
QUARK: Me, too.