Star Trek: Deep Space Nine s06e09 Episode Script

No, no, it is not there! Am I the only one here? Is that it?|Hm-hm-hm? Is that it? Am I the only one who sees?|Hm, hm, hm, hm? And what|is that incessant noise?! Calm down.
Am I talking too fast,|Doctor? Having trouble keeping up,|hm, hm, hm? I don't want|to see you get upset, Jack.
Please don't leave|us here, Karen, please! It's only for a few weeks,|Patrick.
You know why they brought|us here, don't you? Why they carted us|halfway across the quadrant? They're going|to experiment on us.
Stop it, Jack.
They want to find out what makes our genetically engineered|brains tick.
They're going|to cut our heads open and see what comes out! He's just trying to scare you.
Don't listen to him.
Now, I told you why I brought you here,|remember? Mm-hmm.
To meet that doctor,|Dr.
Bashir? You know.
The handsome one.
He was genetically enhanced when he was a boy,|just like all of you.
No, no! He's not like us.
I never saw him|at the Institute.
He wasn't locked away, hm-hm,|for being too smart, hm-hm? He's passed|himself off as normal.
He's Mr.
Normal Starfleet man,|mm-hmm.
Mr.
Productive Member|of Society.
Well, maybe we can learn|to be just like him.
Wear little uniforms, hm?|Yes, sir! No, sir! Thank you, sir! I don't like it here.
It's going to be all right.
Dr.
Bashir is going|to work with you for a while, that's all.
Just think of it as a little vacation|from the Institute.
No, no, this is|not happening, no.
It is happening, Jack,|and you're going to have to try|to make the best of it.
I'm going to make|the best of it.
See the way he's looking at me? He's in love with me already.
Give me that! I want to go home.
It's him.
See that? That's what I'm going to do|to your boyfriend.
Give me the padd.
Sorry.
You're not sorry.
We both know that.
You did it on purpose|because you're upset but there are better ways|of dealing with being upset.
I'll work on it.
All right, well I'll see you all in a few weeks.
Patrick, it's fine.
|It's fine.
Go on.
Bye, Sarina.
You all right? Oh, it's nothing.
Just another run-in with Jack.
Like I said in my report don't turn your back on him.
Well, we better get you down|to the Infirmary.
I'm fine.
You go on in.
They're about as ready|to meet you as they'll ever be.
I just hope you|have better luck getting through to them|than I've had.
Hello? Funny.
He doesn't look|like a mutant.
Is that you, Jack? He knows me.
|He knows my name.
I didn't tell him my name.
It's all right.
I just read Dr.
Loews' report,|that's all.
I knew that.
Hello, Sarina.
What is he talking to her for? He read the reports.
She won't answer you.
Didn't you read|the reports? Hm-hm-hm? Would anyone mind|if I turned on the lights? Would anyone mind|if he turns on some lights? Go ahead, we're not mole people,|you know.
Computer, lights.
Hello.
Lauren.
I know what you're thinking,|Julian but I'm not that kind of girl.
Bashir, was it? Hm.
Rings a bell, rings a bell.
Bashir, Bashir,|Bashir, Bashir, Bashir Ah, got it, got it! Any relation? Yes, actually.
His work was totally derivative.
He was a plagiarist.
You knew that.
|You had to know that.
Yet you come in here bragging about it anyway,|hm, hm.
Why? Hm? Hm? You're the one|who brought it up.
Well, what was I|supposed to do-- just let you get away|with it?! Hm-hm-hm? That noise! Tell me, Doctor,|what kind of enhancements did your parents|have done to you? Mental abilities, mostly but they had|my hand/eye coordination reflexes and vision|improved as well.
Can you do that? Hm-hm-hm? I doubt it.
Yeah, what happened? Uh, your parents couldn't afford|the full overhaul, hm-hm? He turned out all right.
You're not exactly known for|being very discriminating, hm? I turned you down, didn't I? And you're still regretting it! The cube root of 329--|what is it? Very good! And you didn't even use|your fingers.
He's a mutant,|just like the rest of us.
No, no, no, he is not like us.
He passed as normal.
Is that true? Did you pass as normal?|Is that true? My genetic status was|discovered a year ago.
How'd you manage to hide it|for so long? I did my best|not to exploit my abilities.
Mm-mmm,|so no one would suspect.
Very clever.
I'm impressed.
Now, that's not right! There are reasons why DNA|resequencing is illegal.
There are reasons|why people like us are barred from serving|in Starfleet.
We have an advantage.
Normal people can't compete.
|It's not fair.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I should have|said something sooner.
There are rules-- uh, uh, don't talk|with your mouth full don't open an airlock|when somebody's inside it and don't lie|about your genetic status.
No, no, no, you did.
|You lied.
You'd lied, and-and then|when you got caught you cut a deal with Starfleet,|hm, hm, hm, hm? You-you got yourself|off the hook.
If you'd told the truth you could have lived with us|at the Institute.
Hm, he's right, you know.
Then they would have|put you away.
They don't put people away for being genetically|engineered.
No, no, no, no,|they just won't let you do anything that's worth doing! No, no, they are afraid|that people like us are going to take over! Well, it happened before.
People like us|did try and take over.
Oh, no, no, I knew you|were going to do that.
I knew that you were going|to trot out the Eugenics War.
I'm not trotting out anything.
All I'm saying is|there's a good reason why we've been barred|from certain professions but that doesn't|mean we can't be productive members of society.
Yeah, here it comes-- the "We Can Still Contribute"|speech.
No, no, no, no.
I will not forget|what was done to me.
I will not be|a part of a society that put me away|for being too smart! No, no! All right, then.
Seeing as though you have|all the answers already I'll spare you the speech.
I'm having dinner|with some friends.
What? You think we|don't eat? We eat.
We're going to eat right now.
Hm? Y-Yum-yum.
I'll go set the table.
Don't worry about us.
We'll be fine.
Hm.
Thanks for scaring him off.
All I kept thinking was "There, but for|the grace of God, go I.
" How do you mean? My parents managed|to find a decent doctor to perform the DNA|resequencing on me.
These four weren't so lucky.
They all suffered|unintended side effects and by the time|they were five or six their parents were forced|to come forward and admit they'd broken the law so that their children|could get treatment.
Hm.
Perhaps they waited|too long.
Yeah.
There was nothing the doctors at the Institute|could do for them.
These cases are so rare.
|There's no standard treatment.
I can't imagine it was a very stimulating|environment for them.
That's what Dr.
Loews thought when she first came|to the Institute.
She got permission to separate|them from the other residents so that she could work|with them.
Why did she bring them here? She thought they might respond to meeting someone|like them who was leading a normal life.
She was also hoping that one day they might be able to live|on their own and be productive.
Well, let's hope they|don't become too productive.
Might make the rest of us|look bad.
It is not a laughing matter.
If people like them are|allowed to compete freely then parents would|feel pressured to have their children enhanced|so they could keep up.
That's precisely what prompted|the ban on DNA resequencing in the first place.
Giving them|a chance to contribute doesn't necessarily|mean sanctioning what was done to them.
They didn't ask|to have their DNA tampered with.
They were only children.
And why should they be excluded just because their parents|broke the law? You're right.
It's not quite fair but even so, it seemed like|a good way to discourage genetic tampering.
Besides, it's not as if we're trying to exclude them|from anything.
We're just talking about you know, limiting|what they're allowed to do.
Like joining Starfleet.
Exactly.
Are you saying that I shouldn't be allowed to wear this uniform? Well, you are an exception.
Ah, an exception.
I should be used to that.
I've been one all my life-- first, because|of the DNA resequencing and now, because I've been|allowed to join Starfleet.
Perhaps I should not|have said anything.
No.
No, it's all right.
Well,|does anyone care to speculate about what Gul Damar|is going to say in his speech? Nothing we're going to like,|I'll bet.
It should be starting|any minute.
If he's going to announce|another new battle offensive it's going to spoil dessert.
Can you hear me? H-Hello, calling Dr.
Bashir.
Jack Hello.
Anybody there? Hm-hm? Did you give them access|to the com system? Hello? Hello? Dr.
Bashir? Hm? No, they must have|broken in somehow.
Oh! I'd love to stay and chat|about our impending doom, but I can't take it! Would you do something|about that noise! What noise? What kind of sick game|are you people playing, hm?! What are you talking about? Can't you hear it?! We complained, and two|very cute engineers came by and said there|was nothing wrong.
Wait a minute.
Is it a kind|of high-pitched whine? Yes! Thank God! See? I told you|we weren't crazy.
Hm-hm-hm? You are a mutant.
You are.
Now, do something|about that noise or I will snap her neck.
I called Chief O'Brien.
Now, let her go.
Maybe I'll wait|until he gets here.
If you don't let her go I'll tell the Chief|the noise went away by itself.
You think I want|to be doing this? I'm just making sure|things get done.
Unbelievable.
This is the thanks I get.
Are you all right? Come in.
Miles I wonder if you could find out|what's making that noise.
I know you can't hear it,|but it's there-- probably a sympathetic|vibration in the power coupling|or something.
What do you know?|You're right.
Well, why don't you fix it,|dear fellow, dear fellow? Well, why don't you fix it before I go mad?! He's married.
Too bad.
Sounds like the plasma|flow's out of sync.
You're right.
Better realign it.
I was just thinking that.
Yeah.
Ooh! It's about to start.
Almost finished.
There.
Finally.
Ah! Much better.
|Thank you, Chief.
Fellow citizens these are great days|for Cardassia.
Together,|with our Dominion allies we have given our enemies|cause to fear us once more.
Can't argue with that.
Who's he? It's Damar, the new head|of the Cardassian government.
"Uneasy lies the head|that wears the crown.
" He's sad.
Ashamed is more like it.
Why do you say that? Shh! we are poised to make another bold step|to ensure our future.
Peace! Looks like a man|who doesn't sleep.
"Methought I heard a voice cry,|'sleep no more! 'Damar does murder sleep.
"' He's killed someone! Someone close to him.
How could they know that? shed their blood|to defend their home.
Their sacrifice must not be|in vain.
The peace we seek will honor their memory|and preserve the gains for which they gave their lives.
I challenge the Federation|to answer my call for peace.
I am ready at any time|to meet with its representatives to discuss how we can put an end|to hostilities.
As your leader Pretender! You don't belong|on that throne, and you know it.
everything in my power|to protect Cardassia.
Someone's making him say|all this.
He doesn't want to.
forward into a new era.
This I vow|with my life's blood for my sons for all our sons.
Did any of you know who|Damar was before today? No, no, no,|but it's obvious who he is.
The pretender who-who killed the king|and seized the throne.
Not the king.
|He's still alive.
Oh, the queen, maybe -Or a princess.
|-Mmm.
Yes.
Ziyal.
That's Gul Dukat's daughter.
And now, the pretender finds himself in league|with a-a-a dark knight that he can't control.
Hm, hm? Weyoun? It's not a bad story.
Epic, really.
What else can you tell us?|Hm, hm? It was amazing.
They pieced together|the entire story of how Damar came to power.
Weyoun is the dark prince Gul Dukat is the deposed king Damar is the pretender to the throne, and Ziyal is the innocent princess|he murdered.
And now the pretender is wracked|with guilt over what he's done.
And they got all this just|from watching Damar's speech? Oh, they were fascinated|by the whole thing.
They kept bombarding me with questions|about Cardassia and the war.
I've never seen them so engaged.
And you want|to keep them engaged.
I'd like to try.
I'm just running|out of material.
What do you mean? Well, they've already gone through everything|the computer has on Cardassia and the Dominion.
Roll out the red carpet.
Visitors? Starfleet has decided to listen|to what Damar has to say.
He and Weyoun will be arriving|in the morning and I am the lucky one|who gets the chance to sit across the table|from them.
That's great! It's hard to believe that the Dominion|really wants peace.
I wouldn't be surprised|if they were just stalling for time|in order to regroup.
Sir, is there any chance|I can get a transcript of the negotiations? You can do better than that.
The Dominion has insisted|on recording the proceedings so that everyone can see that their desire for peace|is sincere.
Perfect.
You shouldn't have agreed|to that, Benjamin.
Now you have to be|on your best behavior.
Hm.
So, the pretender|and his dark knight are coming to the station,|hm, hm? And the story's not over, eh? Peace talks|could be interesting.
I'd say so and the best part is we're going to have|ringside seats.
Mmm-mmm! Ah, Major! Welcome to Deep Space 9.
How nice to see you again.
Can I give you a word|of advice, Weyoun? By all means.
You're welcome|to play your little "we're all friends here" game|with me but I wouldn't try it|with Captain Sisko.
He's not in the mood.
We're on a mission|of peace, Major.
Maybe he should get in the mood.
This is the border as it existed|before hostilities broke out.
This is the border|we are now proposing.
This arrangement would award|disputed star systems to the side that already has|effective control over them.
On the balance, we are|giving up more than you.
Computer, freeze program.
Computer Hi.
Uh, listen.
Go to native language mode and replay time code|7-6-1 through, uh, uh Eee-ja maa'na hoo'va-baa'li|jen'ku'rada sen'to.
Got you! Did you hear that,|hm, hm, hm? He used the passive|voice transitive, hm, hm.
Since when could you|speak Dominionese? Hm, since this morning.
That phrasing is only used|to make a request not a statement.
They are up to something,|hm, hm, hm.
What is it, Patrick? Did you see something? You can tell us.
They want the Kabrel system.
How do you know? They kept avoiding it|with their eyes.
Are you sure? They kept avoiding it.
Told you they were|up to something, hm, hm? End program.
All right, they want|the Kabrel system, but why? I don't know,|but they're willing to give up a lot to get it.
The mizainite deposits|on Holna IV alone are enough to keep their|shipyards running for years.
Yes, yes, yes, that's typical|Dominion strategy.
They offer to give up|something valuable in order to hide the fact|that they want something even more valuable|in the long term, hm, hm, hm.
See, that's how they think.
|Big picture.
They don't worry about what's|going to happen tomorrow.
No, no, no.
|They're thinking long term.
They're thinking what's going|to happen a year from now a-a-a decade, a century,|hm, hm, hm, hm, yes, yes.
There must be something special|about the Kabrel system.
Nothing on the first planet|but some simple protozoids|and tri-nucleic fungi.
The second planet|has some cormaline deposits but they're common enough.
Okay, okay, okay, maybe|there's another reason, hm.
Does it have|any strategic value, hm, hm? Not that I can see.
They wouldn't want|to build a base there.
Why not, why not?|Hm, hm? Seems perfectly suitable.
|Hm, hm? It's not an optimum situation.
It's a binary system.
There's a lot|of ionic interference there.
All right, all right,|forget it.
Does this have anything to do with what we're talking about,|Sarina? Can we take it? like an ancient technology,|hm, hm, hm? There's no evidence|of anything like that.
Any idea what this might mean? Chemistry was never|my strong suit.
What is it? It shows how you can break down|tri-nucleic fungus to make yridium bicantizine one of the active ingredients|in ketracel-white.
That's why the Dominion wants|the Kabrel system so that they can manufacture|the drug right here|in the Alpha Quadrant.
According to our calculations they'll be able|to manufacture enough to supply the Jem'Hadar|indefinitely.
I was going to recommend that the Federation accept|the proposed border.
It could've cost us|the Alpha Quadrant.
Actually, sir,|we should give them Kabrel.
Why is that? If we don't the Dominion|will be forced to attack before their stockpile of white|runs out.
Here are|the casualty projections.
As you can see,|an attack would result in devastating casualties|for both sides.
Y-You're suggesting we stall? It will buy us time|to rebuild our defenses and bring the Romulans|into the alliance.
The Romulans.
According to our analysis-- there it is-- they'll vote to abandon|their nonaggression pact with the Dominion|at next year's plenary session.
By which time,|internal pressures between the Cardassians and|the Dominion will have erupted and after three years six months and 27 days,|we predict that, uh Hang on a minute, Doctor.
How'd you come up with all this? Two days ago,|you said these people were impossible to deal with.
Now they're|turning out projections that it would take|Starfleet Intelligence months to come up with.
We're mutants.
I know.
We're not exactly qualified|for this kind of work and it could be said that, uh|it is beyond the limits of what people like us|should be allowed to do.
But I think if you allow me to walk you|through our analyses you'll be impressed.
All right, Doctor, go ahead.
Thank you, sir.
The way|our statistical analysis works the further|into the future you go the more accurate|the projection.
It's based on a kind|of nonlinear dynamics whereby small fluctuations|tend to factor out over time.
The net result is Just a minute, Doctor.
Why don't we go back|to the beginning and take me through this|step-by-step nice and easy.
Gladly, sir.
Captain Sisko said he|would take our analyses to Starfleet Command right away.
Imagine that--|Starfleet Command.
Hm.
All those admirals.
It's a party! It is now.
We need music.
Computer, music.
Make it grand.
A waltz.
Ah! Care to dance? Coward.
He tried.
I meant her.
Come in.
Chief.
What a pleasant surprise.
l, uh I need to replace|that power coupling.
Don't mind us.
Hi.
No, thanks.
It's a party.
No, I need to get to work.
I didn't mean to It's just that l-I need to get|this coupling replaced.
What did you do, Chief? Nothing! What's the matter, Patrick? He doesn't like me.
Well, sure, I do.
See? The Chief doesn't like|any of us.
-Do you, Chief?|-Julian He's just jealous you're spending|so much time with us.
His wife's away.
He misses his friend.
I do not.
It's all right, Julian.
Go play with your friend.
We'll be fine.
You want me to play with you,|do you, Chief? No! Yes, you do.
Come on, let's go to Quark's.
l-I'm going to need those.
No, you don't.
There's nothing wrong|with that power coupling.
Well it's going to have|to be replaced sometime.
Ready? Ready.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
The last thing in the world|I wanted to do was upset them.
Oh, it's all right.
The only reason|Patrick gets so emotional is because he likes you.
He does? Oh, yeah, they all do.
What? Because I got rid|of that noise? Oh, no, it's not just that.
They feel comfortable|being around you.
What was the word Jack used? "Uncomplicated.
" Uncomplicated.
Oh, yes, they're|amazingly insightful.
They have ways of seeing things|other people don't.
And saying things|other people don't.
Yeah.
They are pretty candid,|aren't they? They sure are.
Funny thing is I'm actually beginning|to enjoy their company.
Hey! What are you doing? Get back! You know, I was thinking.
Starfleet Command|might do all right to take them on|as a team of advisers.
Oh, I don't know.
Oh, I can't imagine them|in a room with a bunch of admirals unless they're going|to teach them how to dance.
We were celebrating.
Yeah, whatever.
Ah, they really|are quite brilliant, though.
I mean, once we actually started|working, it was incredible.
We were all|on the same wavelength-- talking in shorthand, finishing|each other's sentences.
I've never had that|with anyone else.
Well, after being with them,|I can understand how the rest of us must seem|a little uncomplicated.
Well, I wouldn't say|that exactly.
More like slow.
Ha-ha.
Must be very|frustrating for you.
I don't mind.
Makes me feel superior.
Oh, glad to be of service.
Ah, I appreciate it.
It's not always easy walking|amongst the common people.
Ah, it's probably best to keep your expectations low,|huh? Ha! That way we can surprise you|every now and then.
Another game? Sure.
But do I have|to stand so far back? Oh, l-l-I make one lucky shot and you're ready|to come down to my level.
I like to win, just|like the next man.
Get back there.
|Come on.
I've got good news.
Starfleet Command was so|impressed with our analysis they've agreed|to let us have access to classified information regarding Starfleet's|battle readiness.
Is something wrong? We have new|long-term projections.
You-you better take a look.
You're not going to like it.
Well? Hm, hm? Everything checks out.
I was hoping|you were going to find a flaw.
Nope.
So then you agree|with our conclusion, hm, hm? It's inescapable.
There's no way the Federation is going to be able|to beat the Dominion.
We have no choice.
We're going to have|to surrender.
Surrender to the Dominion-- not on my watch.
Sir, I understand how you feel.
I don't like it|any more than you do but it's the best option.
We've run dozens|of different scenarios.
Even if something|unlikely were to happen tilting the scales|in our favor-- such as an anti-Dominion|coup on Cardassia-- we'll still lose this war.
But that doesn't mean|we just give up and roll over.
But if we fight there will be over|900 billion casualties.
If we surrender, no one dies.
Either way,|we're in for five generations of Dominion rule.
Eventually a rebellion will|form, centering on Earth.
It'll spread|and within another generation they'll succeed|in conquering the Dominion.
The Alpha Quadrant will unite|and a new, stronger Federation will rule|for thousands of years.
But since we can't win this war why don't we save|as many lives as we can? I know it's difficult to accept.
I don't accept it.
Your entire argument is based on a series of statistical probabilities|and assumptions.
They're not just assumptions.
If you want me to take you|through the equations I will.
Even if I knew|with a hundred percent certainty what was going to happen I wouldn't ask an entire|generation of people to voluntarily give up|their freedom.
Not even to save|over 900 billion lives? Surrender is not an option! Now I'm happy to hear|your group's advice on how to win this war but I don't need your advice|on how to lose it.
We can't win this war.
I don't care if the odds|are against us.
If we're going to lose then we're going|to go down fighting so that when our descendants someday rise up|against the Dominion they'll know|what they're made of.
With all due respect, sir aren't you letting your pride|get in your way? All right, Doctor|you've made your recommendation.
I'll pass it on|to Starfleet Command.
Without adding your voice to it,|they'll dismiss it out of hand.
I'm counting on it.
So we go down fighting.
How terribly courageous of us.
What do you think? It's pretty grim.
It's not just grim it's hopeless.
We can't beat them, Miles.
Well, it doesn't look|like it, does it? We have to avoid|a long, drawn-out war.
You mean surrender? I know it's an ugly word but the facts are facts.
I don't know, Julian.
Don't tell me you agree|with the Captain.
I suppose I do.
Well is there some|part of the analysis y-you didn't understand? Because if there is,|l-l-I'd be happy to explain.
I understood it perfectly.
Believe it or not.
That's not what I meant.
All I'm saying is that you have to look|at the bigger picture.
Well, I'm trying, but|maybe I'm too uncomplicated to see it properly.
I didn't say that.
You don't have to.
The way you're acting you think nobody|with half a brain could possibly|disagree with you.
Frankly, I don't|see how they can.
Well, I can see two possible|explanations for it.
Either I'm even more|feebleminded than you ever realized or you're not as smart|as you think you are.
Good, good, stop.
One more! Dabo! Looks like your lucky day.
Please.
You and I both know these games of chance|are no such thing-- the odds are|in the house's favor.
Shh.
Don't say that.
People are trying to have fun.
Sooner or later, no matter|how perfectly I play no matter how well|I hedge my bets I'm going to lose.
Why are you trying to spoil|everyone's good time? Look around.
These people are|enjoying themselves.
Half of them know the|odds are against them but they don't care.
They're here because they want|to believe they can win.
Is that so bad? They're fools.
Why don't you just|take your winnings and call it a day? Because I'm trying|to prove a point.
There is no way to win.
Stop saying that.
There! You see? We're all as good as dead.
Doctor take it easy.
It's just a game.
You're right.
It's not as if 900 billion lives|were at stake.
I just got word.
Starfleet rejected|our recommendations.
I knew it! It's kind of a relief|in a way.
I mean, who wants|to wave a white flag? They're the cowards.
They don't have the courage|to see the truth.
You may be right but there's nothing we can do.
No, no, no, we can't|just take this lying down.
The stakes are too high.
We've got to take matters|into our own hands.
How, Jack?|What can we do? We can't force|Starfleet to surrender.
If we can't head off the war then there might be a way|to make it a lot less bloody.
How? Look at this-- Starfleet battle plans,|uh, fleet deployments.
Do you know what the Dominion|could do with this information? They could take the Alpha|Quadrant in a matter of weeks.
With a lot fewer|Federation casualties than in a drawn-out war.
There wouldn't be more than two billion casualties.
That's a lot better|than 900 billion.
Wait a minute! It's one thing for us|to try and avert a war but it's quite another|for us to take it on ourselves to trigger an invasion that's going to get|a lot of people killed.
It's not our place to decide|who lives and who dies.
We're not gods.
Maybe not, but we're|the next best thing.
Can you hear yourself? That's precisely|the kind of thinking that makes people afraid of us.
I don't care.
I'm willing to make|this decision.
It's not our decision|to make.
We presented our case|to Starfleet.
They rejected it.
|Case closed.
Not closed! We're going through with this.
Well, I'm not going to be|a party to treason.
Call it what you want,|but I am willing to do it if it means saving|billions of lives, hm, hm.
So are you with us? Hm, hm? No! Haven't you been listening? Fine! Mmm So how do we contact|the Dominion? Still at it, I see.
I've been looking over|Sisko's latest counterproposal.
We don't seem to be|getting anywhere with him.
Not very encouraging,|is it? I don't know why you had me call for peace talks|in the first place.
My, my.
How quickly|you've taken to your new role.
And to think,|only a short time ago you were nothing more|than Gul Dukat's Adjutant.
I appreciate the faith|you've shown in me.
Then show some faith in me.
Don't be like your predecessor,|second-guessing my every move.
It should be clear to you by now|that no one is irreplaceable.
Now I just received|a very interesting message from an unidentified party claiming to have|some information that could be|very beneficial to us.
What sort of information? I don't know but we're going to find out.
Computer Computer, respond.
Sarina, where is everyone? Did they arrange a meeting|with the Dominion? Listen, we have to stop them|before it's too late.
Untie me.
Please, Sarina.
You don't want the deaths|of so many people on your hands.
It's Jack, isn't it? Are you worried|what he'll think? I've seen the way|you look at him when you think|no one's watching.
I know how much you care but if you don't help me|stop them you know what's going to happen? They're going to be arrested|and charged with treason and you're never going to see|any of them again.
You're never going to see|Jack again.
I'm Patrick.
Patrick! Come on.
Hello, everyone.
He's not supposed to be here.
No, no, no, he's not.
l-I don't understand.
Well, why don't we all go back|to your quarters and I will explain it to you.
No.
We've got to do this.
Lives are at stake.
Don't interfere, Julian.
You have no right.
You're in enough trouble|already, Jack.
Don't make it any worse.
Now, we can do this|the easy way or the hard way.
It's up to you.
Where are they? They'll be here.
This is ridiculous.
Sneaking into a storage bay|for a secret meeting.
I'm not some agent|of the Obsidian Order.
I'm the leader|of the Cardassian Empire.
Don't let it go to your head.
You serve only at the|Dominion's pleasure.
Besides, I think it's exciting.
They're here.
Odo? Yes, I know.
I honor you with my presence.
We seem to have|gotten ourselves lost.
Mm-hmm.
They're not coming.
Who's not coming? I had a feeling|you were going to say that.
Shall I escort you|to your quarters? Captain Sisko has decided|not to press charges.
You won't be going to prison.
What are they going to do|to us? Nothing bad.
You'll be going back|to the Institute together.
It doesn't matter|what happens to us.
Don't you realize|what you've done, hm? I've kept you|from committing treason.
Are we supposed to thank you? You don't know that.
Didn't you sit here and go through the|projections with us? Hm, hm, hm? Didn't you? He was here, Jack.
I remember.
Maybe our projections|were wrong.
How can you say that? We factored in|every contingency, hm.
Every variable.
The equations don't lie.
You! You.
You ruined everything.
What do you make of that, Jack? Why didn't you anticipate that? Why didn't you factor|her into your equation? Because you thought|you knew everything but you didn't even know what was going to happen|in this room.
One person derailed your plans.
One person changed|the course of history.
Now, I don't know about you but that makes me think|that maybe, just maybe things may not turn out|the way we thought.
I heard what happened.
It was a pretty close call.
Yeah.
Luckily, I managed|to intercept them in time.
No, that's not what I meant.
I was talking about|when you had to decide whether or not|to meet with the Dominion.
It can't have been|easy for you.
I know how you wanted to try to|save as many lives as possible.
That's probably what makes you|such a good doctor.
Fortunately, this doctor|is also a Starfleet Officer.
We thought we were so smart.
We thought we could predict|the future.
It was my fault not theirs.
I should never have let things|go so far.
If I hadn't been so bent on|trying to prove to the world that they had something|to contribute They did contribute.
It seems to me we've become|far too complacent about the Dominion.
We may have driven them back|into Cardassian space but we haven't beaten them yet.
I can only hope.
Well, the odds|are stacked against us.
All we can do|is give it our best shot.
You're not going to cause|any more trouble, are you? Not this time.
I'll double-down.
Risky.
Maybe there's a better bet but sometimes when the odds|are so stacked against you you've just got|to take a chance.
I admire your courage.
Dabo! Well, what do you know? We have a winner.
O'Brien to Bashir.
Go ahead.
You wanted to know when|a certain transport was leaving.
Oh, thanks.
There is one problem, though.
We've got some passengers|that are refusing to board unless you come see them.
I didn't think|you'd want to see me again.
Believe me I wouldn't mind|if our predictions turned out to be wrong.
Jack's still furious, but I didn't want to leave|without saying good-bye.
Will you come visit us? What? Oh, uh, yeah, I'd like that.
You did the right thing,|you know.
One of these days,|he'll understand that.
So you ready to go? Not so fast.
There's one thing|I need to know, Doctor.
If-lf we can come up with a way|to beat the Dominion will you listen? I can't think of anything|I'd like better.
Good.
Good, good, all right,|let's go then.
Let's go.
Bashir to O'Brien.
Four to beam out.