Scene: Captain's log, stardate 50485.2. I've come to Marva Four, a planet near the Badlands, to rendezvous with an informer who claims to have information on the whereabouts of the Maquis leader and former Starfleet officer Michael Eddington.
Sisko: Looking for a friend of mine. His name is Cing'ta.
Sisko: Cing'ta?
Eddington: Throw it on the ground. Turn around. Hello, Captain.
Sisko: Eddington.
Eddington: Mister Cing'ta won't be joining us. His shuttle had an accident on the way to this rendezvous.
Sisko: Is he dead?
Eddington: You just don't understand the Maquis, do you, Captain? We're not killers. Mister Cing'ta's accident has marooned him on a particularly nasty planet in the Badlands, but I assure you he's very much alive.
Sisko: How merciful. You condemned him to a slow death.
Eddington: It's more than he deserved. He was going to sell us out to you. He betrayed us.
Sisko: Now there's a subject you know a lot about.
Eddington: You've been on my tail for eight months and now that we're face-to-face that's all you have to say to me?
Sisko: I will say the rest at your court-martial.
Eddington: Tell me, Captain. What is it that bothers you more? The fact that I left Starfleet to fight for a higher cause, or the fact that it happened on your watch?
Sisko: You didn't leave Starfleet. If you had, I wouldn't be here. You betrayed Starfleet. You used your position as security chief to feed the Maquis information about us. And at the same time, you misled us with false information about them. There is a word for that. Treason.
Eddington: Look out there.
Eddington: Those people, They were colonists on Salva Two. They had farms, and shops, and homes, and schools, and then one day the Federation signed a treaty and handed their world over to the Cardassians. Just like that. They made these people refugees overnight.
Sisko: It's not that simple and you know it. These people don't have to live here like this. We've offered them resettlement.
Eddington: They don't want to be resettled. They want to go home to the lives they built. How would you feel if the Federation gave your father's home to the Cardassians?
Sisko: I'm not here to debate Federation policy with
Eddington: I didn't tell you to turn around. Look at them, Captain. They're humans, just like you and me, and Starfleet took everything away from them. Remember that the next time you put on that uniform. There's a war out there and you're on the wrong side.
Sisko: You know what I see out there, Mister Eddington? I see victims, but not of Cardassia or the Federation. Victims of you, the Maquis. You sold these people on the dream that one day they could go back to those farms, and schools, and homes, but you know they never can. And the longer you keep that hope alive, the longer these people will suffer. Go ahead, shoot me.
Eddington: Someday I may take you up on that. For now, let me leave you with one piece of advice. Don't come after me. You'll regret it.
Sisko: Sisko to Defiant. Eddington just beamed out. Trace his transporter signal.
Kira: We've got it, Captain. He's on a Maquis raider. They're breaking orbit and heading out of the system.
Sisko: Beam me aboard and lay in a pursuit course. All hands to battle stations.
Kira: Aye, sir.
Kira: He's headed for the Badlands, all right. Course is zero mark two one three.
Sisko: Commander.
Dax: Changing course now to zero mark two one three. We're on his tail, Captain.
Sisko: Maximum warp. How long until we're in firing range?
Worf: Twenty two minutes.
Sisko: Major?
Kira: Not good enough. He'll reach the plasma fields two minutes before we're in range.
Sisko: We need some help. What's the position of the starship Malinche?
Worf: They're on patrol in the DMZ, near the Gamma seven outpost.
Sisko: Perfect. Is the new holo-communicator ready?
Kira: The Chief's had it online for six hours now. I think he's eager to have someone give it a try.
Sisko: Always like to please the Chief. Open a channel to Captain Sanders on the Malinche.
Sanders: Are you receiving my image, Captain?
Sisko: Yes. And you?
Sanders: You appear to be sitting on my bridge. It may take me a while to get used to this. I'm not fond of uninvited guests.
Sisko: I'll try not to overstay my welcome but at the moment I need your help. We're in pursuit of a Maquis raider headed for the Badlands. Can you intercept?
Sanders: You seem pretty eager, Captain. What did this Maquis raider do?
Sisko: It's not what they did, it's who's in command. Michael Eddington.
Sanders: Everyone's favorite traitor.
Sisko: Captain, if you don't mind.
Sanders: You want him in your brig. We'll cut him off, you can grab him. Sanders out.
Kira: The Malinche is moving to intercept.
Sisko: Prepare to target the Maquis ship. I want to disable them but I want them alive.
Worf: Understood.
Sisko: Send a security detachment to the Transporter room. Have them prepared to receive prisoners.
Dax: Captain, Eddington's dropped out of warp.
Sisko: Go to impulse. Raise shields.
Kira: What is he doing?
Dax: He's changed course. Now he's headed directly for us.
Worf: He has locked his weapons on us.
Kira: He's no match for the Defiant. Is this some kind of suicide run?
Sisko: Not Eddington. He's up to something. Let's not give him a chance to make his move. Mister Worf, fire phasers.
Sisko: Report.
Kira: We've got a massive computer failure. Every computer system is down. And all the backups. We're losing control over everything.
Dax: Weapons, navigation, helm, propulsion.
Sisko: Bridge to Engine room. Commander, get down there. Find out what's going on.
Sisko: Try to route the auxiliary controls through the
Eddington: Before you waste a lot of time running around trying to restore computer control, let me save you some trouble. You can't. You'll find that your memory cores are completely wiped and will have to be reprogramd from scratch. These work remarkably well. Glad we were able to procure one.
Sisko: You left a cascade virus in the Defiant's computers.
Eddington: Sounds simple, doesn't it? But I assure you, it took a great deal of time to devise one that wouldn't be detected by Odo or Chief O'Brien. I'm really quite proud of it.
Sisko: I'll add it to the list of charges against you.
Eddington: Well, as long as you're making a list, why don't you add this.
Eddington: You know what your problem is, Captain? You've made this personal. It didn't have to be. It wasn't with me. I have no animosity, no harsh feelings toward you.
Sisko: I wish I could say the same.
Eddington: Does it really pay to risk yourself, your ship, your crew, on a personal vendetta? And would Starfleet approve?
Sisko: I don't need any lectures about Starfleet from you. And no matter what happens here today it's not over between us.
Eddington: I'm the one in control here, Captain. Your ship is defenseless. I could destroy you right now, but I won't. Like I said, the Maquis aren't killers. Our quarrel is with the Cardassians, not you. Leave us alone and we'll leave you alone. Cease fire.
Sisko: Am I supposed to thank you?
Eddington: No. I'm not going to make you grovel for your life. Unlike you, Captain, I know when to walk away. Maybe you should think about that on your long trip home. Captain's log, stardate 50488.2. The Defiant has returned to the station, but not under its own power. The starship Malinche had to tow us home.
O'Brien: We've got our work cut out for us. Eddington's cascade virus disabled every memory circuit on the Defiant. We have to reload and reprogram the entire database.
Sisko: How long?
O'Brien: Well, if we were at a shipyard with a spacedock and a crew
Sisko: We're not. How long?
O'Brien: Two weeks. And that's working with three shifts round the clock.
Sisko: Get started. If there's any way you can speed things up.
O'Brien: I'll do what I can.
Odo: I've removed two similar cascade viruses hidden on the station's main computer. By transmitting a signal, Eddington could have disabled our entire defense system.
Sisko: How long until you've eliminated all of Eddington's handiwork?
Odo: It's a good question. I can't guarantee we've found all of them. Eddington was DS9's chief of Starfleet security for eighteen months. He had the opportunity to infiltrate and compromise every system on the station.
Sisko: Then check every system on the station.
Odo: I intend to. Sir, have you ever reminded Starfleet command that they stationed Eddington here because they didn't trust me?
Sisko: No.
Odo: Please do.
Sisko: What word do you have from Starfleet Intelligence?
Worf: Two Bolian freighters have disappeared near the Badlands. They believe the Maquis are responsible.
Sisko: What were the freighters carrying?
Worf: Several thousand tons of selenium and rhodium nitrite.
Sisko: That's not very valuable cargo. What would they want with it?
Worf: Commander Dax is analyzing the possibilities.
Sisko: Good. In the meantime, help Chief O'Brien get the Defiant back online. I want to get out there as soon as possible.
Worf: Aye, sir.
Sisko: What can I do for you, Captain?
Sanders: I don't know quite how to tell you this so I'll just say it. Starfleet Command has given me a new assignment. They want me to bring in Eddington.
Sisko: Oh, you mean you've been ordered to help me bring him in, don't you?
Sanders: No. Your mission orders have changed. Eddington is no longer your responsibility.
Sisko: Did they give you a reason?
Sanders: You've been after him for eight months. Not to put too fine a point on it, but you haven't gotten the job done. Look, Captain, I understand how you feel. If one of my officers had fooled me the way Eddington fooled you, I'd take it personally, too. Bad choice of words, I didn't mean fooled.
Sisko: No, you're exactly right. I was fooled. But it won't happen again.
Sanders: That's not the issue. Starfleet also believes that where Eddington is concerned, you're vulnerable. He just knows you too well, Captain. So maybe it's time for someone he doesn't know to go after him.
Sisko: Good hunting.
Sanders: Thank you, Captain.
Dax: The good news is Starfleet Intelligence is making progress breaking the Maquis communication codes.
Sisko: The bad news is it won't do us any good. We're out of the game. But what the hell, right? You win some, you lose some.
Dax: You always had problems with the lose some part of that.
Sisko: What can I say, old man? In twenty five years of duty, I have never been taken off an assignment until now.
Dax: Right. This is about being taken off the assignment. It has nothing to do with a certain ex-security officer we both know.
Sisko: He worked under me for a year and a half. I saw him almost every day, read his reports, had him for dinner. I even took him to a baseball game in the holosuite once. And I never saw it. It's my job to be a good judge of character and what did I do? Not only did I not see it, I put him up for a promotion.
Dax: He played his hand well.
Sisko: He played me all right, and what is my excuse? Is he a changeling? No. Is he a being with seven lifetimes of experience? No. Is he a wormhole alien? No. He's just a man, like me. And he beat me!
Dax: It's good.
Sisko: Good?
Dax: It's good you're working it out on the bag, Benjamin. Because you're going to have to let go of this one. Eddington is someone else's problem now, and you're going to have to live with that.
Kira: Ops to Captain Sisko.
Sisko: What is it, Major?
Kira: Sir, you'd better get up here. There's news and it's about Eddington.
Sisko: Report.
Kira: Eddington just upped the ante. He attacked the Cardassian colony on Veloz Prime with a biogenic weapon.
Sisko: What?
Worf: He launched three stratospheric torpedoes at the planet and spread cobalt diselenide throughout the biosphere.
Dax: A nerve agent that is harmless to most humanoids but it is deadly to Cardassians.
Worf: The Cardassians are already evacuating. And Eddington has announced that the Maquis intend to reclaim the planet once they are gone.
Kira: What I don't understand is where the Maquis got the materials to make a biogenic weapon.
Dax: I do. I should've seen it earlier. The selenium and rhodium nitrites they hijacked can be reformulated, and with some work, synthesized to produce cobalt diselenide.
Sisko: Where's the Malinche?
Kira: On the other side of the Badlands. They're headed for Veloz Prime now, but by the time they get there.
Sisko: Eddington will be long gone.
Kira: Given the amount of chemical compounds Eddington stole, how many of these weapons will he be able to make?
Sisko: Enough to poison every Cardassian colony in the DMZ.
Dax: There must be something we can do. Worf, are there any other starships near Veloz Prime?
Worf: The Malinche is our only ship in the sector.
Kira: So unless they stop Eddington, the Maquis have turned the tide.
Sisko: There is another ship in the area. It's moored at docking bay three.
Sisko: Defiant.
O'Brien: It's going to be tricky, Captain. Only half the systems are back online and most of those are not operating at full capacity.
Sisko: What about the warp drive?
O'Brien: We can go to warp six, but the inertial dampers haven't been fully repaired so don't expect a smooth ride.
Dax: The weapons are also online but the targeting scanners have to be manually calibrated. We can shoot, but God knows what we'll hit.
Sisko: What about communications?
O'Brien: The Defiant's comm. system is fried. And I do mean fried.
Dax: Well, we still have our comm. badges.
O'Brien: I'm afraid not. They won't work either, not with all the interference from the unshielded EPS conduits.
Dax: Well, what do we use? Cups and a long string?
O'Brien: We'll have to improvise. Let me introduce you to your new comm. system. Cadet.
Nog: Cadet Nog, reporting as ordered, sir.
Sisko: Stand easy.
O'Brien: With most of the bridge control functions offline, all orders to Engineering have to be relayed. In the interests of clarity I thought it best that those messages be relayed with one voice, Mister Academy here. I figured you'd want someone who could hear you while the bridge is exploding all around you.
Nog: Exploding?
Sisko: We may be going into a combat situation. Do think you're ready for that, Cadet?
Nog: Sir. Yes, sir. Absolutely, sir.
Sisko: I'm glad to hear it. Report to the bridge.
Nog: Aye, sir. Exploding?
O'Brien: Let me give you all the bad news at once, sir. We have no cloak, no transporters, no replicators, and the stabilizing gyros are at only fifty percent. So don't ask for any sharp turns, unless you want to end up doing barrel rolls.
Dax: That could be fun.
Sisko: Do you have any good news, Chief?
O'Brien: The new holo-communicator I installled it works perfectly.
Sisko: Let's be thankful for small favors. Prepare for departure.
Sisko: All right, say it.
Dax: What?
Sisko: That I have lost all perspective. That I'm turning this into a vendetta between me and Eddington, and that I'm putting the ship, the crew and my entire career at risk, and if I had any brains at all I'd go back to my office, sit down and read Odo's crime reports.
Dax: I wasn't going to say that.
Sisko: But that's what you were thinking, right?
Dax: No. Actually, what I was thinking is, you're becoming more like Curzon all the time.
Sisko: I don't know how to take that.
Dax: Consider it a compliment. And the next time I go off half-cocked on some wild-eyed adventure, think back to this moment and be a little more understanding.
Worf: Recalibrate phaser banks one and two.
Dax: Initialize starboard and port thrusters.
Nog: Captain. Ops has cleared us for departure.
Sisko: Very well. Engine Room, stand by impulse power.
Nog: Engine Room, Bridge.
Nog: Stand by impulse power.
O'Brien: Stand by impulse power. Stand by to increase deuterium injection rate. Configure driver coils for impulse speed. Set EPS taps at level three.
Sisko: Ops, seal the airlock and release docking clamps.
Kira: Close exterior hatches, depressurize the airlock. Detach umbilicals, clear all moorings.
Sisko: Thrusters at station keeping.
Dax: Initialize deflector field.
Kira: Docking clamps released.
Sisko: Helm, ease us out.
Dax: Port and starboard thrusters at one quarter. Bearing one eight zero mark zero.
Kira: Distance from docking ring, fifty meters. Sixty, seventy, eighty.
Sisko: Bring us about, old man.
Dax: Hard to port. Ten degrees pitch. Minimal power to the aft thrusters. Let the momentum bring us around.
Dax: Hold at five degrees pitch.
Kira: We're coming around too fast.
Dax: I see it. Ease off on the port thrusters. Pitch back to zero degrees.
Kira: We're starting to roll.
Dax: Pulse the starboard thrusters. Point five second bursts.
Sisko: Engine Room. Helm control is sluggish. Re-align the navigational gyros.
Nog: Engine Room, bridge. Helm control is sluggish. Re-align the navigational gyros.
Dax: Port thruster, two second burst. Double pulse port thruster two second burst.
Sisko: Helm, I hope you see that pylon.
Dax: Bow thrusters, pitch up sixteen degrees. Full power to port thrusters. Half roll, now!
Sisko: Engine Room. One quarter impulse power.
Nog: Engine Room, bridge. One quarter impulse power.
Sisko: Helm, lay in a course for the Badlands. Engine Room. Stand by for warp speed.
Dax: Set intermix to point zero one. Initialize warp chamber on my mark. Three, two, one, mark.
Kira: Warp one, sir.
Sisko: Engine Room, increase speed to warp six as soon as possible.
Nog: Engine Room, increase speed to warp six as soon as possible. Sir, Engine room reports we could go to warp seven.
Sisko: Well done, people. Mister Worf, I think we should start running battle drills.
Worf: Aye, sir. Captain's log, supplemental. After completing a series of readiness drills, we've entered the plasma fields of the Badlands and begun our search for Eddington.
Dax: Steady as she goes. Watch those gyros.
Worf: Check the status of torpedoes three and four. We have an energy variance reading on the plasma warheads. Transfer power
Kira: Forward scanners are still not functioning. Engine room, where are those field stabilizers?
Nog: Engine Room, bridge. Where are those field stabilizers? Major, Engine room reports field stabilizers should be online in fifteen minutes.
Kira: I've got something. It's a small neutrino signature, bearing two one eight mark one three five. Distance approximately nine hundred kilometers. It's moving. It's a Maquis raider.
Sisko: Helm, set intercept course. Engine room, three quarter impulse.
Nog: Engine Room, three quarter impulse.
Kira: Incoming transmission from the Maquis raider. It's Eddington.
Sisko: Put him through. Well, well, Mister Eddington.
Eddington: You just couldn't resist the temptation to come after me, could you, Captain.
Sisko: I like to finish what I start.
Eddington: Well, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, again. You won't get me, Captain. But I do have a consolation prize for you. Actually it's more of a gift.
Kira: Incoming transmission. Sending over a document.
Eddington: It's a book. One of my favorites. Les Miserables.
Sisko: Thank you, but I've read it.
Eddington: Recently? If not, you should read it again. Pay close attention to the character of Inspector Javert, the French policeman who spends twenty years chasing a man for stealing a loaf of bread. Sound like anyone you know?
Sisko: Why don't you beam over and we'll discuss it.
Kira: Captain, closing on the Maquis ship. Seven hundred kilometers.
Sisko: Ready weapons.
Worf: Phaser banks charged.
Sisko: Lock target.
Worf: Locked.
Sisko: It's over, Eddington. Why don't you surrender your vessel and prepare to be boarded.
Eddington: It's a tempting offer, but I have other plans. Enjoy the book.
Kira: Sir, the neutrino readings are dissipating. It's not a ship. It's an unmanned probe set to transmit a false warp signature.
Sisko: He wanted to lure us here. Why?
Kira: He's up to something outside the plasma fields.
Sisko: Helm, bring us about. Get us out of here. Engines at full impulse.
Nog: Engine Room, bridge. Engines to full impulse.
Dax: Hard to port. Full thrusters. Course one eight zero mark zero.
Nog: Sir, Chief O'Brien doesn't recommend increasing velocity through the plasma fields.
Sisko: Objection noted. Now get me more speed!
Nog: Engine Room, bridge. More speed.
Kira: Sir, picking up a distress call. It's the starship Malinche. They've been ambushed by the Maquis. It's dead in space.
Sisko: How can we help you, Captain?
Sanders: Our warp core matrix compositor is fused, our navigational systems are disabled. If you could spare some micro-power relays, we should have the engines back online in a day or two.
Sisko: Engine room, beam a damage control team to the Malinche. Tell them to take along a dozen micro-power relays.
Sanders: Wee got a distress signal from a Cardassian freighter.
Nog: Engine Room, bridge. Transport a damage control team to the Malinche with twelve micro-power relays.
Sanders: They'd just been attacked by the Maquis. Suffered some casualties. Our sensors confirmed what we were being told, but when we lowered our shields to transport the wounded
Sisko: The sensor readings had been faked.
Sanders: There were no Cardassians on that freighter. The Maquis had rigged it with a focused particle beam that punched through our gyro shielding and we lost helm control, and by the time we got back on our feet again, three Maquis raiders came out from the plasma field. Well, it seems I couldn't get the job done either, Captain.
Sisko: It's not over.
Sanders: I figured you'd be going after him. We have something that might be useful to you. We intercepted a coded message from one of Eddington's raiders. Maybe you can decode it. Our computers are still down.
Sisko: I appreciate it.
Sanders: Do me a favor?
Sisko: Of course.
Sanders: Save me a seat at his court-martial.
Sisko: Count on it.
Sanders: Good hunting, Captain. Captain's log, supplemental. With the Defiant's computers still not fully operational, we're relying on Odo back at Deep Space Nine, to decipher the Maquis message. In the meantime, we're combing the DMZ in the hopes of a chance encounter with Eddington. But with each passing hour, our hopes are fading.
Kira: Sir, incoming transmission. It's Odo.
Odo: Captain.
Sisko: Odo, we need some good news around here. Tell me that you have some.
Odo: Possibly. I've analyzed the Maquis message.
Sisko: And?
Odo: It appears to be a simple Breen nursery rhyme. A heterophonic, five line verse. Quite a catchy one, too.
Sisko: What's it mean?
Odo: Metrical analysis shows an alternating tetrameter and pentameter structure, but the computer could find no meaningful pattern in the words. They appear to be just what they are, nonsensical phrases strung together because they rhyme. At least, to the Breen.
Sisko: And the music?
Odo: It's written on a Lyxian scale. I ran it through the computer too. No meaningful pattern.
Sisko: So we're nowhere?
Odo: I wouldn't say that. You see, I remembered something that Eddington once said to me. The best place to hide something is in plain sight. And since this is a Breen nursery rhyme
Sisko: So you think that Eddington is using the music as a signal for a rendezvous in the Breen system?
Odo: Or a Breen settlement like the one on Portas Five, which isn't far from the DMZ. The biogenic components of the weapons Eddington's been using are very bulky and very unstable. They need to be kept in a large, sophisticated cold storage unit.
Sisko: And if anyone knows how to keep things cold, it's the Breen. Thank you, Odo.
Odo: Captain.
Sisko: Mister Worf, do we have a series of sensor relays near Portas Five?
Worf: Yes, sir. Two class five intelligence drones.
Sisko: Pull their sensor logs. I want to see who's been visiting the Breen system. Captain's log, supplemental. Odo's hunch has proven accurate. Our intelligence drones detected a Maquis freighter entering Portas Five three hours ago. The freighter was last seen headed into the Dorvan sector of the DMZ.
Dax: Considering the freighter's range, velocity, and heading Eddington's next target is one of four Cardassian colonies. But these targets are unlikely.
Worf: Their defense systems were recently upgraded by the Cardassians.
Sisko: Eddington isn't looking for a fight. That leaves only Quatal and Panora.
Worf: Quatal has a lucrative mining operation and their weapon systems are in the process of being upgraded, but they're not fully operational.
Sisko: A tempting target.
Dax: Not as tempting as Panora. The Maquis attacked them two months ago and most of their defense systems were severely damaged. They're almost helpless.
Kira: And there are constant ion storms in that system. Good places to hide if you want to mount a surprise attack.
Worf: A tactic Eddington knows well. Panora is a more logical target than Quatal.
Sisko: Then Eddington will attack Quatal.
Worf: Sir?
Sisko: He likes being unpredictable.
Dax: Approaching Quatal Prime
Sisko: Slow to impulse power. Full scan.
Nog: Engine Room, bridge. Slow to impulse.
Kira: Activate parabolic sensor array. Initiate lateral scanners. We're too late, Captain. Eddington's detonated his weapon. The nerve agent is already spreading through the planet's atmosphere.
Dax: Which means the Cardassians don't have much time to get away. Eddington's always one step ahead of us.
Kira: Maybe not this time. I'm reading residual neutrino levels. Looks like one maybe two Maquis raiders behind the fourth moon. They're on the run.
Sisko: Go after them. Full impulse.
Nog: Engine Room, Bridge. Full impulse.
Dax: Onscreen. Shields up. Charge phaser banks.
Crewwoman: Aye, sir.
Sisko: How long to intercept?
Kira: Fifteen seconds.
Sisko: Prepare to lock targets.
Worf: Targeting sequence online.
Sisko: Hard to port. Stick with this one, old man.
Dax: Full power to aft thrusters.
Kira: They've locked phasers on us.
Sisko: Power to forward shields.
Kira: Forward shields online.
Worf: At maximum.
Dax: Restabilize port and starboard
Sisko: Lock target.
Worf: Targeting scanners synchronized.
Sisko: Fire!
Sisko: Helm, bring us about. One more to go.
Kira: Sir, this one's making another run for the planet. I don't get it. They've already poisoned the atmosphere.
Sisko: More speed.
Nog: Engine Room, bridge. More speed.
Kira: They've locked phasers on one of the transport ships evacuating the Cardassians.
Kira: They've disabled the transport. It's losing power. It's going down.
Sisko: Can we beam the crew off?
Kira: We're out of transporter range. Incoming transmission.
Eddington: Well, Javert, let's see how deep your obsession with me is. You've got me. I can't outrun or outfight the Defiant. But, if you come after me you'll have to pay a price. You'll have to let all those helpless Cardassians spiral down to their deaths. The choice is yours.
Sisko: How long do they have?
Kira: Two minutes to impact.
Eddington: Not much time. Probably take you at least a minute to get back to the planet. They're just Cardassians.
Sisko: Helm, bring us about. Prepare to engage tractor beam.
Worf: Initializing tractor beam. Aligning induction field.
Crewwoman: Alignment complete.
Dax: We've towed the transport ship out of the planet's gravitational pull.
Sisko: Once our repair team is back onboard, release the tractor beam. The Cardassians can limp their way home in a day or two.
Dax: Les Miserables.
Sisko: You know it?
Dax: I can't stand Victor Hugo. I tried reading The Hunchback of Notre Dame, but I couldn't get through it. It was so melodramatic and his heroines are so two dimensional.
Sisko: Eddington compares me to one of the characters, Inspector Javert. A policeman who relentlessly pursues a man named Valjean, guilty of a trivial offense, and in the end Javert's own inflexibility destroys him. He commits suicide.
Dax: You can't believe that description fits you. Eddington is just trying to get under your skin.
Sisko: He did that eight months ago. What strikes me about this book is that Eddington said that it's one of his favorites.
Dax: There's no accounting for taste.
Sisko: Let's think about it. A Starfleet security officer is fascinated by a nineteenth century French melodrama, and now he's a leader of the Maquis, a resistance group fighting the noble battle against the evil Cardassians.
Dax: It sounds like he's living out his own fantasy.
Sisko: Exactly. And you know what? Les Miserables isn't about the policeman. It's about Valjean, the victim of a monstrous injustice who spends his entire life helping people, making noble sacrifices for others. That's how Eddington sees himself. He's Valjean, he's Robin Hood, he's a romantic, dashing figure, fighting the good fight against insurmountable odds.
Dax: The secret life of Michael Eddington. How does it help us?
Sisko: Eddington is the hero of his own story. That makes me the villain. And what is it that every hero wants to do?
Dax: Kill the bad guy.
Sisko: That's part of it. Heroes only kill when they have to. Eddington could have killed me back in the refugee camp or when he disabled the Defiant, but in the best melodramas the villain creates a situation where the hero is forced to sacrifice himself for the people, for the cause. One final grand gesture.
Dax: What are you getting at, Benjamin?
Sisko: I think it's time for me to become the villain.
Sisko: Commander, prepare two quantum torpedoes. Have engineering attach a cargo pod with two hundred kilograms of trilithium to each torpedo.
Worf: Yes, sir, but
Sisko: But what?
Worf: The extra mass of the cargo pods will make the torpedo less effective. Maquis Raiders are small and maneuverable.
Sisko: I'm not planning to fire at any ships, Mister Worf. Major, what is the nearest Maquis colony.
Kira: Solosos Three. Less than an hour away.
Sisko: Helm, set a course for Solosos Three.
Dax: Aye, sir.
Sisko: Major, I want you to send the following message on all Maquis frequencies. To all the members of the Maquis resistance. This is Captain Sisko of the USS Defiant. In response to the Maquis's use of biogenic weapons in their recent attacks, I am about to take the following action. In exactly one hour, I will detonate two quantum torpedoes that will scatter trilithium resin in the atmosphere of Solosos Three. I thereby will make the planet uninhabitable to all human life for the next fifty years. I suggest evacuation plans begin immediately. What are you waiting for, people? Carry out your orders.
Worf: Set torpedo targets to fifty kilometers above ground level.
Crewwoman: Aye, sir.
Worf: Lock. Ready, Captain.
Sisko: Time?
Kira: One minute left. And still no transport ship activity or any other sign that they're beginning to evacuate.
Sisko: Commander Worf, prepare to fire torpedoes on my mark.
Worf: Detach safeties on torpedoes one and two.
Kira: Incoming message. It's Eddington.
Eddington: What are you really up to, Javert? Do you expect me to believe that a decorated Starfleet officer, the pride of the service, is going to poison an entire planet?
Sisko: That's exactly what I'm going to do.
Eddington: You're bluffing.
Sisko: Am I? Commander, launch torpedoes. Commander, I said launch torpedoes!
Worf: Aye, sir.
Kira: The trilithium resin is dissipating throughout the biosphere. The Maquis are scrambling their transport ships. They're starting to evacuate.
Eddington: Do you realize what you've done?
Sisko: I've only just begun. I'm going to eliminate every Maquis colony in the DMZ.
Eddington: You're talking about turning hundreds of thousands of people into homeless refugees.
Sisko: That's right. When you attacked the Malinche you proved one thing, that the Maquis have become an intolerable threat to the security of the Federation, and I am going intend to eliminate that threat.
Eddington: But think about those people you saw in the caves, huddled and starving. They didn't attack the Malinche.
Sisko: You should have thought about that before you attacked a Federation starship.
Sisko: Helm, lay in a course for Tracken Two, warp six. Commander, prepare two more torpedoes.
Nog: Engine Room, bridge. Warp six.
Dax: Set course zero five zero mark one seven nine.
Worf: Unlock safeties on torpedoes three and four.
Eddington: Can't you see what's happening to you? You're going against everything you claim to believe in, and for what? To satisfy a personal vendetta?
Sisko: You betrayed your uniform!
Eddington: And you're betraying yours right now! The sad part is, you don't even realize it. I feel sorry for you, Captain. This obsession with me, look what it's cost you.
Sisko: Major, shut that thing off! Commander Worf, prepare to launch torpedoes!
Eddington: Wait! If you call off your attack I'll turn over all our biogenic weapons.
Sisko: Not enough.
Eddington: All right, Javert. I'll give you what you want. Me. Captain's log, supplemental. Resettlement efforts in the DMZ are underway. The Cardassian and Maquis colonists who were forced to abandon their homes will make new lives for themselves on the planets their counterparts evacuated. The balance in the region will be restored, though the situation remains far from stable.
Odo: Captain. Commander. Welcome home.
Sisko: It's good to be back.
Odo: I gather your trip was productive?
Sisko: Constable.
Odo: This way.
Dax: Benjamin, I'm curious. Your plan to poison the Maquis planets. You didn't clear it with Starfleet first, did you.
Sisko: I knew I'd forgotten to do something.
Dax: Big gamble.
Sisko: That's what it takes to be a good villain.
Dax: You know, sometimes I like it when the bad guy wins.


Scene: In memory of Derek Garth
Kira: Where do you want me to put this?
Odo: Wherever you can find room.
Kira: I bet you can't wait to get all this put together so you can start shape-shifting around the room again.
Odo: I suppose. Though I did enjoy sleeping in a bed.
Kira: There's nothing to stop you from sleeping in a bed if you want to.
Odo: Except that now when I'm asleep I tend to revert to my gelatinous state and slide onto the floor. No, the bed goes. I'm a changeling, not a solid. There's no use pretending otherwise.
Kira: I guess we can put all this in storage. What about these PADDS? Finding and Winning your Perfect Mate by Doctor Jennings Rain?
Odo: I'll take that. I thought I was going to be a humanoid for the rest of my life. There were certain things
Kira: You don't have to explain, Odo.
Odo: I only read the first three chapters.
Kira: Maybe you should finish it.
Odo: Why waste my time? Romance is for solids.
Kira: You are a solid, eighteen hours a day. I'm sure there are plenty of woman on this station who would be very interested in you if you gave them a chance.
Odo: I'll keep that in mind, Major. Right now I'd be satisfied just getting this room in order.
Dax: Dax to Kira and Odo.
Odo: Go ahead, Commander.
Dax: There's something we'd like you to take a look at in Ops.
Kira: We're on our way.
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 recognize it.
Kira: Oh, it's Cardassian all right. But I didn't think there were any Cardassians in the Gamma Quadrant.
Sisko: None that we know of.
Odo: Not Elgol-red or Fifth Order military encryption.
Kira: Try courier code five nine.
Odo: Strange. Most Cardassian codes use a recursive encryption algorithm, but this has a completely different coding system.
Kira: Bajoran Intelligence has a lot of experience breaking Cardassian codes. Why don't you send it to them?
Dax: We did, as soon as it came in. We still haven't heard from them.
Odo: It might take some time.
Sisko: If someone's sending coded Cardassian messages from the Gamma Quadrant, I want to know what they're saying. Now.
Odo: We do have an expert in Cardassian codes living on the station.
Sisko: You're right. Dax, get me Mister Garak.
Bashir: It's good to see you again, Carrie.
Garak: I'm sorry for the interruption.
Ziyal: Well, how did it go?
Garak: I'm afraid I disappointed them. I think they were hoping that message they picked up would contain the key to defeating the Dominion. You should've seen the looks on their faces when I explained to them that it was a five-year old planetary survey report.
Bashir: A planetary survey report?
Garak: That's the look exactly.
Bashir: I would have thought you'd be a little disappointed, too. After all, it could have been from one of the survivors of the Cardassian fleet that was lost in the Gamma Quadrant.
Garak: Oh, I'd given up hope of ever finding any trace of them long ago.
Ziyal: Really? I never saw you as the giving up type.
Garak: There comes a time when one must face reality, my dear. Those people are gone and are never coming back. Well, my young friends, I'd like to stay here and chat all day, but I have dresses to make, trousers to mend. It's a full life, if a trifle banal. And do tell Captain Sisko that I'd be more than happy to decode any Cardassian laundry lists that come across his desk. My dear.
Ziyal: My father would be furious to hear me say this, but there's something about Garak I find fascinating.
Bashir: Yes, he has his moments.
Bashir: Going somewhere?
Garak: I really must remember to stop underestimating you, Doctor. How did you know?
Bashir: You mean that you were lying about the contents of the message? You said you'd given up on the Cardassian survivors who were lost in the Gamma Quadrant. Well, Ziyal was right. You're not the giving up sort.
Garak: Very good, Doctor. You've come a long way from the naive young man I met five years ago. You've become distrustful and suspicious. It suits you.
Bashir: I had a good teacher. What did the message really say, Garak?
Garak: It was a call for help from Enabran Tain.
Bashir: Tain? But you said you'd seen his ship destroyed by the Dominion.
Garak: I did. But Enabran Tain was the head of the Obsidian order for twenty years. If he can survive that, he can survive anything. I have to find him, Doctor. I owe it to him.
Bashir: You don't owe Tain anything. He had you exiled from Cardassia.
Garak: Yes, but aside from that, we were very close. He was my mentor, and I'm not going to turn my back on him. If it'll make you feel better, you can come with me. All you have to do is come up with an excuse why you need the runabout and we could leave immediately.
Bashir: So let me get this straight. You want me to lie to my commanding officer, violate Starfleet regulations, and go with you on a mission into the Gamma Quadrant which will probably get us both killed?
Garak: I'm ready when you are.
Bashir: In that case, let's go. To Captain's Sisko's office.
Sisko: How do you know that the message isn't a fake? That it was really sent by Tain?
Garak: The code sequence was personally designed by Tain and myself. No one else knows it. Now somehow he got that message out, and I have to follow it back to its source.
Sisko: Did the message contain any coordinates?
Garak: No. Most of it was identification code. The rest was just one word, alive, repeated over and over again. So it should be easy enough to triangulate the source. Captain, Tain might not be alone. There could be others. Troops from the Cardassian-Romulan fleet, survivors from the Dominion attack on New Bajor, and even crew members from the Federation ships that disappeared in the Gamma Quadrant. This is a mission of mercy. You can't ignore it.
Sisko: I'm still not totally convinced that it's a genuine message. But I suppose there's only one way to find out.
Bashir: Captain, you can't let him go. It's too dangerous.
Garak: Your concern is touching, Doctor, but I assure you I can take care of myself.
Sisko: Maybe you can, but you're still not going alone.
Garak: Doctor, I think you've just volunteered.
Sisko: Doctor Bashir isn't going anywhere. But I do have someone else in mind.
Dax: I don't know what makes me angrier, That you agreed to go into the Gamma Quadrant with Garak or that I had to hear it from Sisko.
Worf: I was going to tell you.
Dax: When? On your way out the airlock?
Worf: A Klingon warrior does not have to explain why he chooses to face danger, not even to his par'machkai.
Dax: So in other words, you were afraid I'd make a scene, that I'd embarrass you. Maybe even cry.
Worf: You are capable of anything.
Dax: Don't worry, Worf. I won't be shedding any tears over you.
Worf: Then you came to wish me a good death in battle.
Dax: No. I came for these.
Worf: My Klingon operas.
Dax: Well, you won't be using them for the next few days. Somebody might as well enjoy them. What? Something wrong?
Worf: You have a tendency to misplace things.
Dax: And you're afraid that I might lose your precious operas?
Worf: Yes.
Dax: It's a distinct possibility. If I were you, I'd hurry back. That is, if you want to keep your collection intact.
Dax: Have a glorious death. Or don't. It's up to you.
Ziyal: The Gamma Quadrant? You can't go to the Gamma Quadrant.
Garak: Oh, I can and I will. I have to.
Ziyal: But if something were to happen to you, I don't know what I'd do.
Garak: Oh, I'm sure you could find someone else to eat your meals with. Not that you'd have to. I fully intend to return.
Ziyal: It's not just the meals.
Garak: Yes, I know. I'm the only other Cardassian on the station.
Ziyal: It's not that either. You know that. It's just that you're intelligent and cultured and kind.
Garak: My dear, you're young, so I realize that you're a poor judge of character.
Ziyal: Why do you always make fun of my feelings for you?
Garak: Perhaps because I find them a but misguided.
Ziyal: If that's what you think, why do you spend so much time with me?
Garak: Because I'm exiled and alone, and a long way from home. And when I'm with you it doesn't feel so bad.
Ziyal: I'm glad I could help.
Garak: Ziyal, no matter what happens, no matter how bleak things may look, I promise you I will come back. You have my word.
Ziyal: I believe you.
Dukat: Take your hands off her!
Ziyal: Father, no!
Dukat: You touch my daughter again, I'll kill you.
Ziyal: Father, let him go. Please.
Garak: Go ahead, kill me. She'll never forgive you, you know.
Quark: Gentlemen! Gentlemen. I don't know what's going on here, but I'm sure it's no excuse to act like a pair of Klingons.
Dukat: I'll act as I please, Ferengi.
Quark: Then you'll excuse me while I call security. I'm sure Odo will a big thrill out of having you locked up in one of his holding cells.
Ziyal: Father, please.
Garak: Public opinion seems to be running against you. You know, I think that actually helped my back.
Quark: Let's go, Garak. I'll buy you a drink.
Garak: A pleasure as always, my dear. You do have a lovely daughter. She must take after her mother.
Ziyal: You're wrong about Garak, Father. He's a good man.
Dukat: You have no idea how it pains me to hear you say that. It is good to see you again, Ziyal.
Ziyal: It's good to see you, too, Father. What are you doing on the station?
Dukat: Oh, I had a little skirmish with a Klingon battle cruiser. My ship was damaged, so I came here for repairs and to spend some time with you. And I can see we have a lot to talk about.
Sisko: Remember, this is a reconnaissance mission. You are to avoid Dominion ships at all cost. I want you back in one piece.
Worf: What about Garak?
Sisko: I want him back too. I don't suppose I have to tell you to keep a close eye on him.
Worf: At the first sign of betrayal, I will kill him. But I promise to return the body intact.
Sisko: I assume that's a joke.
Worf: We'll see.
Worf: You want me to sponsor your application to Starfleet Academy?
Garak: What do you think?
Worf: I think it is a bad idea.
Garak: I'd write the actual letter myself. I just need you to sign it.
Worf: Find someone else.
Garak: Why? Because I'm a Cardassian? You're a Klingon, Nog is a Ferengi. Starfleet Academy is a very accepting place.
Worf: You are not just a Cardassian. You are a spy, an assassin and a saboteur.
Garak: I know I've done some unfortunate things in the past, and I regret them. That's why I want to join Starfleet. Why I need to join Starfleet. I'm looking for a fresh start, a way to make up for all the damage I've done. I need to prove to myself that I can be better than I am, but I need your help, your support, to start me on my way to redemption.
Worf: If that is how you feel, I will consider your request.
Garak: That's all I ask. Frankly, I think I can be quite an asset to Starfleet. With my extensive experience I could skip the lower ranks entirely and begin my career as a Commander. Maybe you should suggest that in your letter? Tell them you'd be honored to serve under me.
Worf: Do not play games with me. You have no desire to join Starfleet, do you?
Garak: No, I'm afraid I don't.
Worf: Then why all of this deception?
Garak: Because lying is a skill like any other, and if you want to maintain a level of excellence, you have to practice constantly.
Worf: Practice on someone else.
Garak: Mister Worf, you're no fun at all.
Worf: Good.
Dukat: Major, you and I have to talk.
Kira: Dukat, I've had a busy day. I just want to drink my coffee and
Dukat: I left my daughter in your care. You promised me you would look after her. I trusted you.
Kira: Listen, if this is about taking Ziyal to services at the Bajoran shrine.
Dukat: I'm not talking about exposing her to your backward superstitions. She's half-Bajoran. That's part of her cultural heritage. I understand that. I'm talking about Garak.
Kira: What about him?
Dukat: She's in love with him.
Kira: I wouldn't call it love.
Dukat: So you've known about this all along, and you've done nothing to stop it?
Kira: She was lonely. The last time I checked, he's the only other Cardassian living on the station.
Dukat: The man is a heartless, cold-blooded killer.
Kira: Like I said, he's a Cardassian. Your daughter is a grown woman, capable of making her own decisions. I'm not fond of Garak, and I may even think that their friendship is a mistake, but the way I see it, that's her prerogative.
Dukat: You did this on purpose, didn't you?
Kira: Did what?
Dukat: Allowed my daughter to associate with a man you knew was my enemy. Stood by while he whispered poison in her ear. And all under the guise of doing me a favor.
Kira: Dukat, let's get one thing straight. I didn't bring Ziyal to the station for you. I did it for her. Because I knew it'd be better for her to be here than being a soldier fighting in your private little war with the Klingons.
Dukat: Save your excuses, Major. You've betrayed me, and I promise I won't forget it.
Kira: If that's a threat, I'm not impressed.
Dukat: There was a time when Bajorans took Cardassian threats very seriously.
Kira: Not anymore.
Dukat: Good day, Major.
Kira: Good day.
Garak: I don't see why these runabout replicators can't provide a more varied menu. I would like to get my hands on that fellow Earl Gray and tell him a thing or two about tea leaves. We've just dropped out of warp. Is there something wrong?
Worf: We can go no further.
Garak: What do you mean?
Worf: My readings indicate the source of that coded signal is deep in Dominion space. I have strict orders to avoid unnecessary risk. We must turn back.
Garak: Well I certainly don't want to take an unnecessary risk, but our sensors show no sign of Jem'Hadar warships in this area.
Worf: True. But the likelihood of contact will increase from this point on, and my orders were very clear.
Garak: But we've come all this way. To turn around without an answer it seems so un-Klingon.
Worf: I am also a Starfleet officer.
Garak: Why don't we go through this nebula? We can avoid detection and get light years closer to the source of the transmission.
Worf: Our shields would be useless in that nebula.
Garak: But so would Jem'Hadar sensors. The answer is out there, Commander. We just have to have the courage to find it. And remember, it's not just Tain we're looking for. The Maryland, the Proxima, the Sarajevo. Starfleet ships that have been lost in the Gamma Quadrant for years, and their crews, brave soldiers, warriors of the Federation unaccounted for. We owe it to them to do everything in our power to find them and bring them home. It's the honorable thing to do.
Worf: You use that word, but you have no idea what it means.
Garak: Maybe not, but you do.
Worf: Setting course for the nebula.
Garak: There's a pocket of toh-maire gas ahead.
Worf: Bringing her to zero three one mark three five five.
Garak: Steady as she. Now what could that be?
Worf: Whatever they are, they are coming straight at us.
Garak: Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.
Garak: You still haven't lost them.
Worf: I know that.
Garak: There are four more Jem'Hadar ships in close pursuit, and at least two ahead of us on an intercept course.
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?
Worf: I'm certain of it.
Garak: Your message is transmitting, but it's hard to tell if it's getting through all this interference.
Worf: We've got to get clear of the nebula.
Garak: What happened? We've just come to a dead stop.
Worf: They have us in a tractor beam.
Garak: Re-polarize the hull. Try to shake us loose.
Garak: Ah, are we glad to see you. Could one of you point us in the direction of the wormhole?
Kira: I'm telling you, he knows exactly who I am. Kirayoshi already recognizes me.
Dax: Nerys, the O'Brien's baby is less than a month old. He doesn't recognize his own fingers.
Kira: He spent seven months inside my belly, listening to my heartbeat, hearing to my voice. There's a connection there.
Kira: Every time I walk into the room, he smiles.
Dax: It's probably gas.
Kira: Thanks. You always know just the right thing to say.
O'Brien: So how's my baby boy?
Kira: He recognized me.
O'Brien: Did he?
Dax: Hold on. I'm receiving a priority one distress signal from the Gamma Quadrant. Dax to Sisko. You'd better come out here.
Sisko: What is it?
Dax: I've got a message from Worf, but it's badly garbled.
O'Brien: Maybe I can clean it up. It says Jem'Hadar, and then some coordinates I can't make out. Build up and then
Sisko: Go on, Chief.
O'Brien: It ends with imminent.
Sisko: Imminent?
Kira: We've just lost contact with two of our listening posts in the Gamma Quadrant.
Dax: The Dominion. They're coming.
Sisko: Notify Starfleet Command. Put the station on Yellow Alert. Make sure everyone knows this is not a drill. Major, I want you to take the Defiant into the Gamma Quadrant. Locate Mister Worf. Find out what the hell's going on there.
Kira: And if an invasion fleet is on the way?
Sisko: Then get back here as soon as possible and God help us all.
Garak: Ah, good. You look like the man in charge. I was just trying to explain to your colleagues here that this is all an unfortunate misunderstanding.
Ikat'Ika: Cardassians are all alike. You talk too much.
Worf: Let him go.
Ikat'Ika: I give the orders here. Release me or die.
Garak: Worf. Do as he says.
Ikat'Ika: This is Internment camp three seven one. You are here because you are enemies of the Dominion. There is no release, no escape, except death.
Sisko: Another listening post has gone dead, and the one closest to the wormhole is detecting an incoming ship.
O'Brien: I'm picking up an increase in neutrino levels. Something's coming through.
Dax: Shields fully charged.
O'Brien: Weapons ready.
Dax: The wormhole's opening.
Sisko: On screen.
O'Brien: It's the Defiant.
Dax: We're being hailed.
Sisko: Put it through. Major, what have you find?
Kira: Trouble.
Ziyal: Father, have you been waiting long?
Dukat: Not long.
Ziyal: You should have come into the Shrine.
Dukat: No, I don't think so.
Ziyal: So, where would you like to have dinner?
Dukat: Forget about dinner. I want you to go to back your quarters and pack your things. There's a ship leaving for Cardassia in the morning. I want you on it.
Ziyal: You're sending me to Cardassia?
Dukat: I've just learned there's a Dominion fleet headed for the wormhole. This place is not safe any longer.
Ziyal: Father, I'm not sure that I want to go.
Dukat: Ziyal, there's nothing to discuss. I'm not going to let any harm come to you. Now, I think you'd better get ready to leave.
Guard: They have been scanned. They have no weapons and their identities have been confirmed.
Ikat'Ika: Very well. You will be sheltered in barracks six. You are free to move about the compound. But remember, beyond the atmospheric dome there is nothing but airless vacuum and barren rock. Leave the dome, even for an instant, and you die.
Garak: We'll keep that in mind.
Ikat'Ika: I've been waiting for another Klingon.
Worf: General Martok.
Ikat'Ika: Enough. It's over. But for you, it's just beginning.
Martok: Do I know you?
Worf: I am Worf, son of Mogh.
Martok: Yes, I've heard of you.
Garak: How long have you been here?
Martok: Two years.
Garak: Aren't you Klingons supposed to kill yourselves when you're taken prisoner?
Worf: Not when there are still enemies to fight.
Martok: Or hope of escape. If you are Worf then you must be Garak. He said you would come.
Martok: There.
Garak: Tain.
Worf: What is wrong with him?
Martok: It's his heart.
Garak: Really. There are many people who'd say he doesn't have one.
Martok: He was convinced that you would come.
Garak: He knew I had no choice. Tain. Tain, I'm here.
Tain: My message. It got through?
Garak: It did.
Tain: Where are the others?
Garak: There are no others. Just Commander Worf and me.
Tain: You allowed yourselves to be taken prisoner? I taught you better than that. Living on that station has dulled your wits.
Garak: That's it? After I've come all this way, after all I've been through, that's all you have to say to me?
Tain: What do you want me to say?
Garak: I want you to say thank you, Elim. Your loyalty is most gratifying. I knew I could count on you.
Tain: But I couldn't count on you, could I? All you've done is to doom us both.
Dukat: Sorry I'm late.
Kira: What's he doing here?
Dukat: Captain Sisko invited me.
Sisko: A Dominion invasion of the Alpha Quadrant will affect Cardassia every bit as much as it's going to affect us. Besides, we need all the help we can get. The Dominion picked a perfect time to invade. The Cardassian fleet is in shambles, the Romulans are not much better off, and between the Klingon War and the recent Borg attack, Starfleet's spread pretty thin.
Kira: Then we're going to have our hands full. There're at least fifty Dominion ships headed our way. For all we know, that could be just the first wave.
Dax: How soon can we expect reinforcements to get here?
Sisko: At maximum warp, two days.
Kira: Not soon enough.
O'Brien: What help can we expect from Cardassia?
Dukat: My ship and my crew are at your disposal.
Bashir: One ship. Things are looking brighter.
Sisko: Right now, 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?
Sisko: It's always been a final option. I'd hoped to never use it.
Kira: But the Celestial Temple, the Prophets SISKO Professor Kahn of the Trill Science Ministry has come up with a way to seal the wormhole without damaging it or harming the Prophets.
Kira: But Bajor will be cut off from the Celestial Temple.
Sisko: History has shown whenever the Prophets want to communicate with Bajor, they find a way.
Kira: But
Sisko: It's either that or Bajor becomes the first Dominion target.
O'Brien: We'll have to remodulate the deflector grid frequencies and rig a phase-conjugate graviton beam.
Sisko: You and Dax start working immediately.
Dax: What about Worf?
Odo: If we close the wormhole, he and Garak will be trapped in the Gamma Quadrant.
Dukat: Casualties of war.
Sisko: They have thirty six hours to find their way home. Let's hope they can make it. Dismissed.
Martok: Before this asteroid was converted into a prison, the Dominion used to mine ultritium here. There was no dome. Each of these barracks had its own life support system embedded in the walls.
Garak: And Tain was able to modify that life support system and create a subspace transmitter?
Martok: Yes. There's a crawl space just behind those panels. He spent hours in there working every day for months on end. Cardassians. They're clever people. Especially that one. But in just a few days at best, he'll be dead.
Worf: Then it is up to us to be clever.
Romulan: They're releasing him from isolation.
Martok: Good.
Worf: Who?
Martok: A friend.
Guard: Move!
Bashir: B negative, in case you were wondering.
Martok: Well, it appears we are all who we seem to be.
Worf: If the blood screenings can be trusted.
Bashir: It's all we've got.
Garak: What about the others? Have they been tested?
Bashir: Everyone except that Breen. No blood.
Garak: When were you brought here?
Bashir: Over a month ago. I was attending a burn treatment conference on Meezan Four. I went to bed one night and woke up here.
Martok: The same thing happened to me, except I was hunting saber bear out on Kang's Summit. Little did I know I was being stalked as well. And now I'm told the changeling that replaced me has caused the death of countless Klingons. It is a grave dishonor.
Worf: You are not to blame.
Bashir: I can only imagine what my replacement is up to on the station.
Worf: We must escape and warn Captain Sisko before that changeling carries out his mission.
O'Brien: Creating a precisely modulated graviton field to seal the wormhole isn't going to be as easy as Lenara thought.
Dax: She was always a lot stronger on theory than execution. But we'll get it.
Bashir 2: I'm sure you will.
O'Brien: Julian. What are you doing up this early?
Bashir 2: You've been working for sixteen hours straight. I thought you could do with some sandwiches.
Dax: That's very thoughtful.
O'Brien: You're a gentleman and a scholar.
Bashir 2: Truer words were never spoken. Oh, if you need anything, anything at all, let me know.
Dukat: Ah, it's about time. You almost missed your transport. Where's your baggage? Never mind. I'll have it sent to you.
Ziyal: That won't be necessary, Father. I'm not leaving.
Dukat: Ziyal, I know we haven't spent much time together, but I think you know me well enough to realize that when I give an order, I expect to be obeyed.
Ziyal: I'm not one of your soldiers.
Dukat: No, you're my daughter.
Ziyal: I'm Tora Naprem's daughter too. I'm half Bajoran. I don't belong on Cardassia. You know I will never be accepted there.
Dukat: Ziyal, 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?
Ziyal: Garak promised me that he would come back.
Dukat: Listen to me, Ziyal. He's never coming back. He's probably dead already, and even if he isn't, the Federation is going to seal the wormhole. Garak will be trapped on the other side.
Ziyal: He made a promise and so did I. I said I would wait for him and I will.
Dukat: Is a promise to an enemy of your family more important than obeying your father? So be it. Stay here if that's what you want. Stay here and be damned.
Garak: I should never have come here. I should have let that monster die forgotten and alone.
Bashir: Frankly, I'm glad you came. Misery loves company.
Garak: All my life I've done nothing but try to please that man. I let him mold me, let him turn me into a mirror image of himself, and how did he repay me? With exile. But I forgave him. And here, in the end, I thought maybe, just maybe, he could forgive me.
Bashir: From what I've seen of him over the last month, he doesn't come across as the forgiving type.
Garak: I've been a fool. Let this be a lesson to you, Doctor, perhaps the most valuable one I can ever teach you. Sentiment is the greatest weakness of all.
Bashir: If that's true, it's a lesson I'd rather no learn.
Martok: I thought you might want to know. If you wish to speak to Tain do it now, before it's too late.
Tain: Elim? Elim, is that you?
Garak: It's me.
Tain: Everything's gone dark. I can't see you. Are you alone?
Garak: Yes. There's no one else but you and me.
Tain: Surjak, Memad, Brun. They can't be trusted. They must be dealt with.
Garak: I've already taken care of it.
Tain: What about Gul Vorlem? Were you been able to contact him?
Garak: Years ago.
Tain: The Romulan ambassador?
Garak: he's gone. All your enemies are dead.
Tain: Good. A man shouldn't allow his enemies to outlive him.
Garak: Then you can die happy. Unless you still consider me your enemy.
Tain: Elim, promise me one thing.
Garak: I'm listening.
Tain: Don't die here. Escape. Live.
Garak: Let me guess. So I can make the Dominion pay for what they've done to you.
Tain: You wouldn't deny an old man his revenge, would you?
Garak: I'll do as you ask on one condition. That you don't ask me this favor as a mentor, or a superior officer, but as a father asking his son.
Tain: You're not my son.
Garak: Father. Father, you're dying. For once in your life, speak the truth.
Tain: I should have killed your mother before you were born. You have always been a weakness I can't afford.
Garak: So you've told me, many times. Listen, Enabran. All I ask is that for this moment, let me be your son.
Tain: Elim, remember that day in the country? You must have been almost five.
Garak: How can I forget it? It was the only day.
Tain: I can still see you on the back of that riding hound. You must have fallen off a dozen times but you never gave up.
Garak: I remember limping home. You held my hand.
Tain: I was very proud of you that day.
Bashir: Garak.
Garak: Gentlemen, I don't know about you, but my business here is done.
Worf: Then I suggest we find a way out of here. Captain's log, supplemental. A full scale Dominion invasion appears imminent. Still, I remain confident in my crew's ability to face this crisis as they have so many others, with dedication and with courage.
Kira: Our last listening post in the Gamma Quadrant just went dead.
Dax: That one was right on the other side of the wormhole.
Sisko: Which means the Dominion fleet is minutes away. Chief?
O'Brien: Nearly ready.
Dax: Worf.
Bashir 2: Is a Klingon warrior. He'd understand.
Kira: Neutrino levels in the wormhole are rising.
Sisko: If we're going to do this, it's got to be now.
O'Brien: Ready.
Bashir 2: Here goes nothing.
Sisko: Activate graviton emitters.
Kira: May the Prophets forgive us.
Dax: We're losing it.
Sisko: What happened?
O'Brien: Someone sabotaged the emitter array.
Kira: Captain, the wormhole's opening.
Sisko: Battle stations. To Be Continued...


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 recognize it.
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 dishonor.
Bashir: I can only imagine what my replacement is up to on the station.
Dax: We're losing it.
Sisko: What happened?
O'Brien: Someone sabotaged the emitter array.
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.
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 hails.
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.
Sisko: Heading?
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 station.
Dukat: 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: 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: 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.
Romulan: All clear.
Worf: The transmitter Tain used to contact the station. Where is it?
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 ship.
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?
Garak: Me?
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: All prisoners assemble immediately. I repeat. All prisoners assemble immediately.
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. 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: You might ask, should we fear joining the Dominion? And I answer you, not in the least. We should embrace the opportunity. The Dominion recognizes us for what we are.
Dukat: The true leaders of the Alpha Quadrant. And now that we are joined together, equal partners in all endeavors, 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 Alpha Quadrant.
Bashir 2: And if that was our changeling, he's either gone or assumed a new identity.
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 perfect.
Bashir: 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?
Romulan: Visitors.
Bashir: Quiet.
Ikat'Ika: It's time.
Worf: I am ready.
Ikat'Ika: I've been looking forward to this.
Worf: So have I.
Bashir: Give me a hand.
Bashir: Hold on, Garak.
Romulan: Wait. The guards are still too close.
Bashir: Just a little while longer, Garak.
Worf: I thought I would be fighting Ikat'ika.
Martok: I would not be so eager if I were you. This 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 match.
Ikat'Ika: Today, we train against a worthy adversary. Observe, analyze, 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.
Ikat'Ika: Begin.
Bashir: Come on.
Romulan: Clear.
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 tomorrow.
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: 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.
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.
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 the death.
Sisko: Maybe there's a better way.
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 here.
Gowron: Then we could stand united against the Dominion. And if we do
Bashir 2: We might have a chance.
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.
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 punishment.
Worf: I will fight.
Martok: It is the only honorable 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.
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 diskiplined 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 diskiplined mind
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.
Martok: What was that?
Worf: It's coming from inside the wall.
Bashir: Garak.
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 early.
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? 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.
Kira: Captain.
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 facilities.
Kira: Klingons helping to protect Deep Space Nine. What an interesting concept.
Sisko: These are interesting times, Major.
Dax: Captain, incoming message. It's Gul Dukat.
Sisko: In my office.
Sisko: Dukat.
Dukat: Please, Captain. Show a little respect. You are talking to the head of the Cardassian government.
Sisko: I don't recognize that government.
Dukat: Your recognition is irrelevant.
Sisko: Well, if that's what you think, why are we having this conversation?
Dukat: 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: Oh, no, you should be glad you did. Because now I'm going to return the favor and give you a chance to save your precious Federation. All you have to do is convince them to follow Cardassia's example.
Sisko: You expect us to join the Dominion?
Dukat: 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: I'm afraid you'll like the alternative even less.
Sisko: Dukat, if you have something to say to me, say it.
Dukat: 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 labor.
Dukat: 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 try.
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 scared.
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 favorite 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 honor.
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 honor.
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.
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.
Romulan: Jem'Hadar.
Bashir: Can we get him out?
Romulan: No time.
Jem'Hadar: The Cardassian. Where is he?
Bashir: Outside, I suppose.
Jem'Hadar: He is not outside.
Jem'Hadar: Move.
Bashir: What do you want with him?
Jem'Hadar: He is to be put to death.
Guard: Sir.
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.
Sisko: Deploy the runabouts.
O'Brien: Runabout Yukon, prepare for departure. Runabouts Rio Grande and Volga stand by.
Bashir 2: Yukon ready. Engines engaged.
O'Brien: Good luck, Yukon.
O'Brien: Sir, I'm picking up a large tachyon buildup, multiple vectors. Ships decloaking.
Sisko: Romulans.
O'Brien: They're requesting permission to join the fleet.
Sisko: I'll be damned. Permission granted.
Kira: Defiant to Ops.
O'Brien: Go ahead, Major.
Kira: 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 this?
Bashir: It's either a self-sealing stem bolt or a reverse ratcheting router, I'm just not sure.
Jem'Hadar: She is next.
Guard: Sir. If you'll allow me?
Martok: Worf, honor has been satisfied. Stay down.
Deyos: Finish this.
Jem'Hadar: What do you see?
Guard: I see nothing. It's dark.
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: Garak, how many transtator circuits have you got left?
Garak: Three.
Bashir: Well, work fast, because pretty soon we're going to be up to our necks in Jem'Hadar.
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.
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.
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 station.
O'Brien: The Dominion fleet should be in visual range.
Sisko: On screen. Where are they?
O'Brien: According to their warp signatures, they should be right there.
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: 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 targeting lock.
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: 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.
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 station
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.
O'Brien: Captain
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.
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.
Dax: So I suppose this means you want your Klingon opera collection back.
Worf: Intact.
Dax: More or less.
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.
Gowron: Agreed.
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 it.
Martok: I would be honored.
Kira: Ops to Sisko.
Sisko: Sisko here.
Kira: You're receiving an incoming message. It's from Dukat.
Dukat: 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: 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: One man's villain is another man's hero, Captain. You should see the monument they're erecting in my honor at the gateway to the Imperial Plaza.
Sisko: Is that why you sold out your people to the Dominion? For a monument?
Dukat: 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: Yes, we will.