Star Trek: Deep Space Nine s02e20 Episode Script
The Maquis (1)
The Cardassian freighter, Bok'Nor, is requesting permission|to depart upper pylon one.
We have an incoming Bolian vessel.
Give the Bok'Nor a clear trajectory|out of the traffic pattern.
Feel like getting together for dinner? Can't.
l'm having dinner|with Captain Boday.
The Gallamite?|You're going out with him? - ls something wrong with that?|- No.
Not at all.
He's brilliant.
|His brain is twice the size of ours.
l know.
l've seen it.
lt's not his fault Gallamites|have transparent skulls.
No, it's not.
lt's not the view|l want to have with dinner.
Sometimes l think you place|too much emphasis on how men look.
- What's that supposed to mean?|- Nothing.
When l kiss a man|l like to know where l'm kissing him.
Seven lifetimes gives me|a broader perspective.
l have one lifetime so l have to be|particular about whom l see.
l never said l wasn't particular.
l don't date Ferengis.
- What's that supposed to mean?|- Nothing.
Releasing docking clamps|at upper pylon one.
That's funny.
l'm picking up elevated DS9 to Bok'Nor,|shut down your engines! Report! Some kind of impulse overload.
|Checking.
Ops to engineering,|report to rescue stations.
We have an S.
l.
D.
in progress.
There's nothing left of it.
|There's no one left to rescue.
Kelindide, rodinium - all materials commonly used|in Cardassian ship construction.
A malfunction in the impulse generator? lt's too soon to be sure.
l'm surprised the Cardassians have|waited this long for an explanation.
- Anything?|- No sign of the explosive device.
l've got every admiral on my back.
- Can l say it looks like an accident?|- Not yet.
- When?|- l'll let you know.
- Anything from the Cardassians?|- No.
All Bajoran outposts are on alert|for retaliatory strikes.
The provisional government|has disavowed any responsibility.
Maybe it was an accident.
An accident involving a Cardassian ship|in Bajoran space? lf l were a Cardassian|l wouldn't accept That's odd.
|l'm picking up traces of mercassium.
There shouldn't have been|any mercassium onboard that ship.
- There was.
|- Meaning? l'm not sure yet.
ls mercassium an explosive? No, it's a synthetic composite used in shield generators|by the Federation.
We don't share that technology.
Chief, l don't think you'll find|evidence of an explosive device.
These things take time, and l You won't find evidence of explosives because it was an implosive|proto-matter device designed to match the impulse signature.
Before the explosion l picked up an increase in their fusion rate.
l've tried to find a malfunction in the Bok'Nor's engines|but there isn't one.
This doesn't look like an accident.
The shock was caused by something|outside the impulse drive.
lf a proto-matter device|was attached to the cross-feeds that could have created the overload.
- Can you prove that?|- Maybe.
lf we can get a spectra of the debris.
|But that will take Time.
Yes, l know.
Get it started.
|l'll tell the admirals.
Sisko out.
Benjamin! Cal, thanks for coming|on such short notice.
lt shouldn't take a disaster|to bring us together.
Hi, Calvin.
Jadzia Dax.
Dax? Goodness! You look a lot better|than when last l saw you.
Chief of Security Odo, Commander Calvin Hudson, attaché to the Federation colonies|in the Demilitarised Zone.
You must be concerned|about the colonies' security.
We haven't noticed|any Cardassian border deployment.
Neither have we.
|And that worries me.
Let's go into my office.
Lieutenant, l don't have time this trip but we have stories to catch up on.
Next time.
Next time.
She knows more about me|than any woman ever has.
- More than my wife.
|- Tell me about it.
Don't you find things|a little uncomfortable? She's a good officer.
- Yes, but Curzon was|- She's not Curzon.
You two aren't, l mean No.
She may not be Curzon|but she is Dax.
Yes, that would be extremely strange.
So, Ben, how is Jake? As tall as me.
|He knocks me off the plate.
- A little chin music?|- Yeah.
He's growing up too fast.
lt must have been difficult for you.
l didn't have a child to raise by myself.
We kind of helped|each other through it.
l heard about Gretchen.
l wanted to be there for you.
There was just no way to get back.
l know that, Ben.
l was hoping that you and l would have|time for some R&R together.
Who's got R&R time? l know.
You can't imagine|how my life has changed since the Federation|abandoned these colonies.
- Doesn't your presence|- My presence there is a joke! l am supposed to help these colonies|function under the new treaty.
What the hell does that mean? The colonists wanted to stay.
|They refused to evacuate.
The treaty gave away their|territory to the Cardassians, territory that|they had invested their lives in.
l know why they can't leave.
|lt's a bad treaty.
The Federation gave away too much.
Cardassian colonies wanted to stay|on the Federation side too.
lt seemed like|a reasonable compromise.
The Cardassians would love|to have their colonies in our territory because they know we'd protect them.
But they won't do that for ours.
Some admirals are worried the destruction of the Bok'Nor|might jeopardise the treaty.
Really? As the officers|along the Cardassian border, we've been asked to assess|the potential risk.
There is no risk, Ben.
None.
l have dealt with the Cardassians|most of my professional life.
They are very pleased with the treaty.
They won't risk losing|all they've gained by sending forces into the zone.
They're much too slick for that.
lf l were you,|l'd be very concerned with security along the Bajoran border.
Are you surprised|they haven't responded yet? Ben, you and l both know they never let you see|what you expect to see.
They'll respond.
Quarters have been arranged.
|Deck 7, section 4G.
Keep a low profile|until your ship arrives.
- Can l get you something?|- Quark? The warrant is out-of-date.
|l cleared that up months ago.
Warrant? - l assumed|- You are counting your receipts.
lt is logical to conclude|you are the proprietor.
You're very observant.
|What can l do for you? l want to discuss|a business proposition.
With me? l should explain about|that slip of the tongue.
Your past is of no consequence to me.
l'd be happy to make a fresh start|with the Vulcans, - Ms?|- Sakonna.
Sakonna.
Such a handsome name|for such a handsome young woman.
What will you drink?|Wait.
l have just the thing.
Vulcan port.
Three centuries old.
Very rare, very expensive.
A glass?|Not even a taste? l'm not thirsty.
lt will be right here|if you develop a thirst.
You mentioned a business proposition.
lt is private.
|l'd rather not discuss it here.
We can discuss it over dinner.
We can plan the meeting|for when you're hungry.
- That would be acceptable.
|- Wonderful.
- How does 8:00 sound?|- l will return then.
And, by the way, l'd love to melt that cold,|Vulcan heart of yours.
- Here.
Allow me.
|- Thank you.
Jake-o? Your son is not here,|Commander.
- Dukat.
|- l didn't mean to startle you.
- Where is he?|- Who? Your son? How would l know? l just Commander, you don't - Do you think l would harm your son?|- You're capable of anything.
You wound me, sir.
|l'm here as your friend.
Sisko to Kira.
Please do not do anything hastily.
|We must talk in private.
Yes? - l want you to find Jake.
|- ls he missing? - Let me know where he is.
|- Understood.
- How did you get in here?|- l was an unregistered passenger on a Kotakian ship this morning.
l slipped in through the cargo bay.
And made your way here|without anyone seeing you.
l was the commander of this station|for almost ten years.
When one knows the various corridors|and passageways as well as l By the way, l love what|you've done with these quarters.
Kira to Sisko.
Jake is fine.
He's watching the women|coming off the Bajoran transport.
- Shall l bring him to you?|- No.
Thank you, Major.
Sisko out.
There.
You see?|Safe and sound.
What are you doing here? - You have a problem.
|- Do l? The Bok'Nor? ls this Central Command's way|of responding to my communiqués? Central Command has no idea l'm here.
|lt's true.
l'm here to help you find out the truth|about the Bok'Nor.
- Why would you help me?|- l know the truth.
You know who's responsible? You are.
Not you personally, Commander.
You're an honourable man.
You're not one to attach|implosion devices to impulse engines.
But, believe it or not,|there are those of your brethren who are willing to do such things.
Morally superior human beings and other members of the Federation.
- l'm supposed to take your word for it?|- No.
l'll convince you|so you can clean up your own house instead of forcing us to do it for you, which would certainly|endanger the new treaty.
We'll need one of your runabouts.
- Where are we going?|- The Volon colonies.
The Demilitarised Zone? Not so demilitarised, l'm afraid.
l can't help but notice|that my controls are not illuminated.
Shouldn't both seats be turned on so that l may pilot the craft|in an emergency? lf there's an emergency,|you're out of luck.
l'm not going to steal|your technical secrets, l promise you.
l appreciate your assurances, but Cardassians are famous|for their photographic memories.
So you turn off my controls so l don't have enough light|to take my photograph? Do they put Cardassian children|in mind-training programmes when they're four years old? The Cardassian educational system|is unparalleled.
lt takes the joy out of growing up.
Education is power.
Joy is vulnerability.
What? Your reaction surprises me.
|l thought you would understand.
Of all humans you seem the most|joyless and the least vulnerable.
l am when l'm with you.
Well said.
But l'm looking forward|to getting to know you better.
We know each other well enough.
ls that a ramscoop control|or a deflector grid panel? Just curious.
|lt really doesn't matter.
Cardassian pursuit vessels|are years ahead of this design.
What is it? Sensors are picking up|a distress signal.
- From who?|- A Federation merchant vessel under attack by Cardassians.
l'm reading two Cardassian attack|vessels inside the Demilitarised Zone.
That's not possible.
l promise you,|we would not violate the treaty.
The merchant vessel's|com-links are down.
l can't raise them.
Computer, fix source coordinates|of the distress signal and lay in a new course.
|You don't mind? Not at all.
|l'm as curious about this as you are.
What type of Cardassian ships|are they? They look like shuttlecraft.
Shuttles attacking|a Federation merchant ship? They're armed with phaser banks.
They must be from colonies|in the Demilitarised Zone.
Hail them.
- No response.
|- Open a channel.
Go ahead.
To the pilots of|the Cardassian attack vessels.
This is Gul Dukat, commander of|the Second Order.
Please respond.
This is Gul Dukat,|security identification ADL4-0.
l order you to immediately|disengage your attack.
We're still two minutes away.
The|Federation vessel's shields are at 40%.
Hail those Cardassians again.
l don't know who you are but you'll pay for this,|l promise you.
Answer me or l will fire the photons|that will destroy you.
Arm the photons.
The photon launcher is l know about these controls.
Tell me when we're in torpedo range.
Stand by.
l'm picking up another ship|moving toward them.
- That's a Federation signature.
|- lt sure isn't from Starfleet.
l've never seen a ship|configuration like that before.
lt seems like someone|has modified a support courier.
Hailing them.
No response.
They fired torpedoes.
What kind of civilian vessel|would be carrying photon? Something from one of your colonies,|perhaps? Now do you begin to see that without any help from us they've managed to start|their own little war out here? l hope you're hungry.
|l've planned a wonderful meal, starting with plomeek soup,|a Vulcan favourite.
Followed by jumbo Romulan molluscs.
You can't get those back on Vulcan.
- Do you eat like this every night?|- This is a special occasion.
The commencement of|a new business relationship is the most special|occasion for any Ferengi.
lt's a cause for opening great wine, dancing into the wee, small hours.
We'll let it breathe.
l will attempt to respect|some of your cultural idiosyncrasies.
l will drink the wine,|but l won't dance.
You'll change your mind|after you drink the wine.
- No, l won't.
|- Come on.
Somewhere inside that cool,|controlled exterior of yours there is a wild woman|screaming to get out.
Maybe you'll be dancing|on the table tops.
Maybe not.
ls it appropriate to begin|our business discussion now? Rule of Acquisition number 214 - ''Never negotiate|on an empty stomach''.
- Rule of Acquisition?|- Yes.
Every Ferengi business transaction is governed by 285 Rules of Acquisition to ensure a fair and honest deal|for all parties concerned.
Most of them.
To create a code of|behaviour for business transactions - ls logical.
|- And quite reassuring.
Do Vulcans have anything similar? lt reminds one|of the Vulcan Bill of Rights, which guarantees the personal|freedoms of Vulcan citizens.
Same thing exactly.
|May l propose a toast? ls this another cultural idiosyncrasy? Yes.
l can't describe|the honour l feel at this moment.
lt's rare that a Ferengi and a Vulcan can overcome their differences|to see eye-to-eye.
l've always had the greatest respect|for Vulcans, even though|they haven't felt the same about me.
You're a noble people and l salute you.
Now then what kind of business|proposition do you have in mind? l wish to procure weapons.
l beg your pardon? - Guns, phaser banks, torpedoes|- Shh! troop transports and a number|of cobalt-thorium devices.
- My list is extensive.
|- You're a gun runner? l will pay in latinum and need a continuous supply|for the foreseeable future.
You're not like other Vulcans, are you? The Federation ship|refused to be boarded! So your ships just opened fire? The ship was carrying weapons|through the Demilitarised Zone.
lt was carrying medical supplies.
Ben, what are you doing here? l'm not sure.
|Gul Dukat asked me to come.
Dukat.
|No one informed us you were coming.
l decided an impromptu visit|would be preferable so you wouldn't be bothered|with special preparations.
l see.
Commander Sisko,|you know my counterpart, Gul Evek.
- l'm glad you're here, Commander.
|- We monitored the attack.
Yes, 'monitor' is the proper word, because none of the ships|responded to us.
Even the Cardassian pilots|refused to acknowledge me.
A voice from a Federation runabout.
l gave them my security identification.
- Obviously, they had their hands full.
|- With an unprovoked attack.
Unprovoked, was it? ls the Federation not engaging|in activities against the Cardassians, undermining this treaty? The Federation|does not conduct secret wars.
Then where did the Federation ship|with photon torpedoes come from? Why were your ships armed|with phaser banks? To defend themselves against|organised terrorist activities.
l haven't heard proof yet|of organised terrorist activities.
- There is none.
|- On the contrary.
We have the confession|of the Federation terrorist responsible for the destruction|of the Bok'Nor at your station.
Confession? 'A 43-year-old male human,|William Patrick Samuels, - 'born Bergen, Norway'|- We know who he is.
Where is he? 'Came to Volon ll 20 years ago.
|Wife's name Louise, 'two female children, aged 14 and 12.
' He was cooperative|once we apprehended him.
Begin.
My name is William Samuels.
l am being held for crimes|against the Cardassian people.
l have been well-treated.
l have confessed that as a member of|a well-armed anti-Cardassian force organised by Federation colonists, l set an implosion device|that destroyed the freighter Bok'Nor.
l deeply regret participating|in this arbitrary attack that led to the deaths|of over 75 crewmen.
To my wife and children l'm sorry and l love you.
He would have confessed to anything|after you were through with him.
He confessed quite early|in the interrogation procedure - sooner than we expected.
l believe he truly felt remorse.
- We want to talk to him ourselves.
|- Bring him in.
Unfortunately,|he committed suicide in his cell.
Come on, come on! Dukat, get them out of here! - Go on.
|- They can't get away with it.
We'll talk later.
You go on! Get him out of here.
l knew him.
Bill Samuels was a farmer.
He cultivated his land for 20 years.
He raised two children on that land.
He made something out of that land.
And the Federation told him he had to give it all up|to the Cardassians.
He was not willing to do that.
People like him|made both sides realise that accommodation had to be made|so they could stay.
The Cardassians have no intention|of allowing these people to stay.
They will either force them out,|or they will kill them.
lt's already started.
Every day there's a random act|of violence against our people.
Every Federation colonist knows|you do not go out alone at night.
You can't live under that fear.
lf the Cardassian authorities|are not enforcing the laws The Cardassian authorities were|part of a mob that stoned two colonists on the streets three days ago.
The Federation can take that up|with the Cardassians.
That will help a lot.
The word is|the Cardassian High Command is arming their colonists to the teeth.
They'd risk sending weapons|into the Demilitarised Zone and breaking the treaty? They'll find a way|to do it that's not so obvious.
Not long ago, we caught|the Cardassians shipping weapons to Bajoran extremists through|a third party, the Yridians.
That sounds about right.
Would the Bok'Nor have|transferred weapons to bring in here? lf so, the transfer was made|before the ship reached the station.
The cargo holds of the Bok'Nor|were empty.
- Do you think he did it?|- Samuels? l don't know.
They could have forced a confession|then killed him.
Gul Dukat wouldn't drag me here|unless he could prove it.
Maybe he did do it.
|l don't know! Damn! l've got to go see his wife.
l don't know|what l'm going to tell her.
lt makes you pine for the dull days|in New Berlin, doesn't it? Sausage and beer all around, and everyone's idea of a good time|was the mazurka festival.
Gretchen and Jennifer had a ball|there together, didn't they? l'll never forget the sight|of you in those "lederhosen.
" l still have the hat.
ls there something larger|going on here, Cal? Are these colonists|organising a terrorist campaign? lf they are,|they're not about to tell me about it.
But between you and me, those people have every right|to defend themselves.
When the Federation|said goodbye to them they left them no other choice.
You're very quiet, Commander.
You knew about Samuels|before we left.
l knew about his confession, yes.
l didn't know he was l was surprised by his death.
No one is going|to buy your suicide story.
l don't care what he did.
This barbaric disregard for life|will gut this treaty.
lf it means anything,|l entirely agree.
l told Evek he was a fool|to let Samuels die.
A good interrogator doesn't allow his|subject to die.
You lose the advantage.
That's all you're interested in.
|The advantage.
Don't spout off your holier-than-thou|Federation fair-play dogma.
And lest we forget your man was responsible|for the deaths of 78 innocent crewmen.
What was the Bok'Nor transporting? The Bok'Nor had just delivered|14 metric tons of golside ore to the Regulon system.
- lt wasn't carrying weapons?|- Weapons? To whom? To the Cardassians|in the Demilitarised Zone.
No.
The Bok'Nor didn't go|anywhere near the Demilitarised Zone.
lt could have rendezvoused with|someone else.
The Lissepians, maybe.
They could have transferred|the weapons Commander! l know you'd love to find|some justification for this mass murder to ease your Federation conscience, but if the Bok'Nor was|carrying weapons, l would know.
And on the lives of my children,|l swear to you, it was not.
l didn't know you had children.
Seven.
How soon will it be available? My source can have|everything ready tomorrow.
l must leave tonight.
- So soon?|- My plans have changed.
- Can your source have it by tonight?|- He'll have to.
Would you like to count your latinum? Are you trustworthy? - l'm a Vulcan.
|- Just a little joke.
l'm sure it's all there lt wouldn't hurt to give it a count.
l will have it brought to your quarters.
l hoped to show you more ways|to mix business with pleasure.
Perhaps in the future.
|l do find youintriguing, Quark.
''lntriguing.
'' You can stay in the guest suite|while you arrange transport.
A security guard will meet you.
Starfleet security,|if you don't mind, Commander.
Some Bajorans are still around|from when l was in charge.
l understand.
lf there's anything l can do to help l can handle it from here.
- Chief?|- l've got answers you won't like.
- lt was an implosive device?|- Not only that.
lt was a Federation implosive device.
Yes, sir.
The traces of mercassium we found|were from the casing of the device.
lt had to be Federation.
Get me Starfleet Command|on subspace.
ls there anything you'd like me to tell|the provisional government? Tell them some reckless colonist|blew up the Bok'Nor.
There's no further threat|of Cardassian reprisals to Bajor.
l'll advise all of our outposts|to stand down.
Sir, are we facing|the prospect of war here? - l hope not.
|- That's what the colonists want? They don't know what they want.
l do know it's our job to stop them.
Sir, this is none of my business l don't know what|the Cardassians said They played a confession of|the bomber, who they most likely killed.
You might be playing into their hands.
People are killing people.
|l can't ignore it.
They don't have a right|to defend themselves? lf Starfleet doesn't want to defend - They chose to live with Cardassians!|- l didn't! But l lived with them for years.
Every Bajoran did, in constant fear.
l know what those colonists|are going through.
The Cardassians can't be trusted|to keep their side of this treaty.
You suggest|we don't keep our side, either? - Perhaps by arming the colonists?|- l can tell you one thing.
The Cardassians are the enemy,|not your own colonists, and if Starfleet can't understand that|the Federation is naive.
l've been sent to relieve you.
l just reported for duty an hour Sorry to disturb you, sir.
There's a|message here from Commander Sisko.
We are to escort you to airlock 11.
A Cardassian freighter has just arrived.
Apparently, another bomb|has been found and disarmed.
- Where's Commander Sisko?|- Comfortably asleep in his quarters.
Remember me? l take it we're not about to board|a Cardassian freighter.
- What are they telling him?|- With kidnappings and an explosion they've got a few things to say.
l've been warning them|since the beginning.
What are you talking about? You're in charge of security.
lf you will let me be|l will give you a safe station.
You tell me to do my job|then list all the things l can't do.
Untie my hands before|you start to blame me.
No one blamed you.
Let me set a curfew|and search arriving passengers.
- Give me more deputies.
|- lt'll be like being under occupation.
Say what you like.
|lt was safer then.
Unless you happen to be a Bajoran.
l want a complete review|of all security measures.
- l'll be delighted.
|- What do we have from the guard? He was assaulted by a Vulcan female|and a human male.
We're looking for|possible contacts here.
How many ships left last night? The Bardeezan merchant ship|and a Galador freighter.
- What were their destinations?|- The Bardeezans took the wormhole.
The freighter is operating|between Galador ll and Farius Prime.
l'm guessing these people wouldn't|take Dukat through the wormhole.
They'd head back to|the Demilitarised Zone.
Dax, make sure the Galador ship's|registry is in order.
Chief, identify its warp signature|from our sensor records.
l've got it.
Last known course.
lt was on a bearing 216, mark 177.
As it left our range|it was heading for Farius Prime.
Major, send a message|to Farius Prime.
lf that ship shows up l want to know.
l could send the warp signature out|over subspace.
lf it changes course|someone should spot it.
lt's a phoney.
|The Galadorans don't have ships here.
The registry is forged.
Doctor, Major, you're with me.
Odo, tell Lieutenant Hudson|at the Volon colony that l think Dukat|will be taken to the Demilitarised Zone.
Give him the warp signature of the ship.
We just received a transmission|from the Demilitarised Zone.
A group is taking credit|for Dukat's kidnapping.
They're calling themselves|''The Maquis''.
A Klingon freighter two light years|from the Demilitarised Zone has lD'd the warp signature.
The ship did change course.
Transmit their last known coordinates|and heading to us.
Acknowledged.
Let us know if anyone else|picks up their signature.
- Set a new course, Major.
|- Yes, sir.
Their heading takes|them into the Badlands.
lt's a stretch that ships try to avoid.
|A lot of plasma storms there.
A few ships have|been lost there recently.
Sounds like the perfect place|for a hide-out.
Excuse me, sir.
What will we do|if we catch up with them? These Maquis are Federation colonists.
We're going to get Gul Dukat back.
Even if we have to fire|on our own people? Long-range sensors are|picking up the warp signature.
- lt leads to an M-class asteroid.
|- Take us there.
Scanning the surface.
|l've located the ship.
- Those are human life signs.
|- ls there a Cardassian? - No, sir.
|- Prepare to beam down.
l'm glad to see you had|no trouble finding us, Ben.
lt seems that one disaster after another keeps bringing us back together again.
We have an incoming Bolian vessel.
Give the Bok'Nor a clear trajectory|out of the traffic pattern.
Feel like getting together for dinner? Can't.
l'm having dinner|with Captain Boday.
The Gallamite?|You're going out with him? - ls something wrong with that?|- No.
Not at all.
He's brilliant.
|His brain is twice the size of ours.
l know.
l've seen it.
lt's not his fault Gallamites|have transparent skulls.
No, it's not.
lt's not the view|l want to have with dinner.
Sometimes l think you place|too much emphasis on how men look.
- What's that supposed to mean?|- Nothing.
When l kiss a man|l like to know where l'm kissing him.
Seven lifetimes gives me|a broader perspective.
l have one lifetime so l have to be|particular about whom l see.
l never said l wasn't particular.
l don't date Ferengis.
- What's that supposed to mean?|- Nothing.
Releasing docking clamps|at upper pylon one.
That's funny.
l'm picking up elevated DS9 to Bok'Nor,|shut down your engines! Report! Some kind of impulse overload.
|Checking.
Ops to engineering,|report to rescue stations.
We have an S.
l.
D.
in progress.
There's nothing left of it.
|There's no one left to rescue.
Kelindide, rodinium - all materials commonly used|in Cardassian ship construction.
A malfunction in the impulse generator? lt's too soon to be sure.
l'm surprised the Cardassians have|waited this long for an explanation.
- Anything?|- No sign of the explosive device.
l've got every admiral on my back.
- Can l say it looks like an accident?|- Not yet.
- When?|- l'll let you know.
- Anything from the Cardassians?|- No.
All Bajoran outposts are on alert|for retaliatory strikes.
The provisional government|has disavowed any responsibility.
Maybe it was an accident.
An accident involving a Cardassian ship|in Bajoran space? lf l were a Cardassian|l wouldn't accept That's odd.
|l'm picking up traces of mercassium.
There shouldn't have been|any mercassium onboard that ship.
- There was.
|- Meaning? l'm not sure yet.
ls mercassium an explosive? No, it's a synthetic composite used in shield generators|by the Federation.
We don't share that technology.
Chief, l don't think you'll find|evidence of an explosive device.
These things take time, and l You won't find evidence of explosives because it was an implosive|proto-matter device designed to match the impulse signature.
Before the explosion l picked up an increase in their fusion rate.
l've tried to find a malfunction in the Bok'Nor's engines|but there isn't one.
This doesn't look like an accident.
The shock was caused by something|outside the impulse drive.
lf a proto-matter device|was attached to the cross-feeds that could have created the overload.
- Can you prove that?|- Maybe.
lf we can get a spectra of the debris.
|But that will take Time.
Yes, l know.
Get it started.
|l'll tell the admirals.
Sisko out.
Benjamin! Cal, thanks for coming|on such short notice.
lt shouldn't take a disaster|to bring us together.
Hi, Calvin.
Jadzia Dax.
Dax? Goodness! You look a lot better|than when last l saw you.
Chief of Security Odo, Commander Calvin Hudson, attaché to the Federation colonies|in the Demilitarised Zone.
You must be concerned|about the colonies' security.
We haven't noticed|any Cardassian border deployment.
Neither have we.
|And that worries me.
Let's go into my office.
Lieutenant, l don't have time this trip but we have stories to catch up on.
Next time.
Next time.
She knows more about me|than any woman ever has.
- More than my wife.
|- Tell me about it.
Don't you find things|a little uncomfortable? She's a good officer.
- Yes, but Curzon was|- She's not Curzon.
You two aren't, l mean No.
She may not be Curzon|but she is Dax.
Yes, that would be extremely strange.
So, Ben, how is Jake? As tall as me.
|He knocks me off the plate.
- A little chin music?|- Yeah.
He's growing up too fast.
lt must have been difficult for you.
l didn't have a child to raise by myself.
We kind of helped|each other through it.
l heard about Gretchen.
l wanted to be there for you.
There was just no way to get back.
l know that, Ben.
l was hoping that you and l would have|time for some R&R together.
Who's got R&R time? l know.
You can't imagine|how my life has changed since the Federation|abandoned these colonies.
- Doesn't your presence|- My presence there is a joke! l am supposed to help these colonies|function under the new treaty.
What the hell does that mean? The colonists wanted to stay.
|They refused to evacuate.
The treaty gave away their|territory to the Cardassians, territory that|they had invested their lives in.
l know why they can't leave.
|lt's a bad treaty.
The Federation gave away too much.
Cardassian colonies wanted to stay|on the Federation side too.
lt seemed like|a reasonable compromise.
The Cardassians would love|to have their colonies in our territory because they know we'd protect them.
But they won't do that for ours.
Some admirals are worried the destruction of the Bok'Nor|might jeopardise the treaty.
Really? As the officers|along the Cardassian border, we've been asked to assess|the potential risk.
There is no risk, Ben.
None.
l have dealt with the Cardassians|most of my professional life.
They are very pleased with the treaty.
They won't risk losing|all they've gained by sending forces into the zone.
They're much too slick for that.
lf l were you,|l'd be very concerned with security along the Bajoran border.
Are you surprised|they haven't responded yet? Ben, you and l both know they never let you see|what you expect to see.
They'll respond.
Quarters have been arranged.
|Deck 7, section 4G.
Keep a low profile|until your ship arrives.
- Can l get you something?|- Quark? The warrant is out-of-date.
|l cleared that up months ago.
Warrant? - l assumed|- You are counting your receipts.
lt is logical to conclude|you are the proprietor.
You're very observant.
|What can l do for you? l want to discuss|a business proposition.
With me? l should explain about|that slip of the tongue.
Your past is of no consequence to me.
l'd be happy to make a fresh start|with the Vulcans, - Ms?|- Sakonna.
Sakonna.
Such a handsome name|for such a handsome young woman.
What will you drink?|Wait.
l have just the thing.
Vulcan port.
Three centuries old.
Very rare, very expensive.
A glass?|Not even a taste? l'm not thirsty.
lt will be right here|if you develop a thirst.
You mentioned a business proposition.
lt is private.
|l'd rather not discuss it here.
We can discuss it over dinner.
We can plan the meeting|for when you're hungry.
- That would be acceptable.
|- Wonderful.
- How does 8:00 sound?|- l will return then.
And, by the way, l'd love to melt that cold,|Vulcan heart of yours.
- Here.
Allow me.
|- Thank you.
Jake-o? Your son is not here,|Commander.
- Dukat.
|- l didn't mean to startle you.
- Where is he?|- Who? Your son? How would l know? l just Commander, you don't - Do you think l would harm your son?|- You're capable of anything.
You wound me, sir.
|l'm here as your friend.
Sisko to Kira.
Please do not do anything hastily.
|We must talk in private.
Yes? - l want you to find Jake.
|- ls he missing? - Let me know where he is.
|- Understood.
- How did you get in here?|- l was an unregistered passenger on a Kotakian ship this morning.
l slipped in through the cargo bay.
And made your way here|without anyone seeing you.
l was the commander of this station|for almost ten years.
When one knows the various corridors|and passageways as well as l By the way, l love what|you've done with these quarters.
Kira to Sisko.
Jake is fine.
He's watching the women|coming off the Bajoran transport.
- Shall l bring him to you?|- No.
Thank you, Major.
Sisko out.
There.
You see?|Safe and sound.
What are you doing here? - You have a problem.
|- Do l? The Bok'Nor? ls this Central Command's way|of responding to my communiqués? Central Command has no idea l'm here.
|lt's true.
l'm here to help you find out the truth|about the Bok'Nor.
- Why would you help me?|- l know the truth.
You know who's responsible? You are.
Not you personally, Commander.
You're an honourable man.
You're not one to attach|implosion devices to impulse engines.
But, believe it or not,|there are those of your brethren who are willing to do such things.
Morally superior human beings and other members of the Federation.
- l'm supposed to take your word for it?|- No.
l'll convince you|so you can clean up your own house instead of forcing us to do it for you, which would certainly|endanger the new treaty.
We'll need one of your runabouts.
- Where are we going?|- The Volon colonies.
The Demilitarised Zone? Not so demilitarised, l'm afraid.
l can't help but notice|that my controls are not illuminated.
Shouldn't both seats be turned on so that l may pilot the craft|in an emergency? lf there's an emergency,|you're out of luck.
l'm not going to steal|your technical secrets, l promise you.
l appreciate your assurances, but Cardassians are famous|for their photographic memories.
So you turn off my controls so l don't have enough light|to take my photograph? Do they put Cardassian children|in mind-training programmes when they're four years old? The Cardassian educational system|is unparalleled.
lt takes the joy out of growing up.
Education is power.
Joy is vulnerability.
What? Your reaction surprises me.
|l thought you would understand.
Of all humans you seem the most|joyless and the least vulnerable.
l am when l'm with you.
Well said.
But l'm looking forward|to getting to know you better.
We know each other well enough.
ls that a ramscoop control|or a deflector grid panel? Just curious.
|lt really doesn't matter.
Cardassian pursuit vessels|are years ahead of this design.
What is it? Sensors are picking up|a distress signal.
- From who?|- A Federation merchant vessel under attack by Cardassians.
l'm reading two Cardassian attack|vessels inside the Demilitarised Zone.
That's not possible.
l promise you,|we would not violate the treaty.
The merchant vessel's|com-links are down.
l can't raise them.
Computer, fix source coordinates|of the distress signal and lay in a new course.
|You don't mind? Not at all.
|l'm as curious about this as you are.
What type of Cardassian ships|are they? They look like shuttlecraft.
Shuttles attacking|a Federation merchant ship? They're armed with phaser banks.
They must be from colonies|in the Demilitarised Zone.
Hail them.
- No response.
|- Open a channel.
Go ahead.
To the pilots of|the Cardassian attack vessels.
This is Gul Dukat, commander of|the Second Order.
Please respond.
This is Gul Dukat,|security identification ADL4-0.
l order you to immediately|disengage your attack.
We're still two minutes away.
The|Federation vessel's shields are at 40%.
Hail those Cardassians again.
l don't know who you are but you'll pay for this,|l promise you.
Answer me or l will fire the photons|that will destroy you.
Arm the photons.
The photon launcher is l know about these controls.
Tell me when we're in torpedo range.
Stand by.
l'm picking up another ship|moving toward them.
- That's a Federation signature.
|- lt sure isn't from Starfleet.
l've never seen a ship|configuration like that before.
lt seems like someone|has modified a support courier.
Hailing them.
No response.
They fired torpedoes.
What kind of civilian vessel|would be carrying photon? Something from one of your colonies,|perhaps? Now do you begin to see that without any help from us they've managed to start|their own little war out here? l hope you're hungry.
|l've planned a wonderful meal, starting with plomeek soup,|a Vulcan favourite.
Followed by jumbo Romulan molluscs.
You can't get those back on Vulcan.
- Do you eat like this every night?|- This is a special occasion.
The commencement of|a new business relationship is the most special|occasion for any Ferengi.
lt's a cause for opening great wine, dancing into the wee, small hours.
We'll let it breathe.
l will attempt to respect|some of your cultural idiosyncrasies.
l will drink the wine,|but l won't dance.
You'll change your mind|after you drink the wine.
- No, l won't.
|- Come on.
Somewhere inside that cool,|controlled exterior of yours there is a wild woman|screaming to get out.
Maybe you'll be dancing|on the table tops.
Maybe not.
ls it appropriate to begin|our business discussion now? Rule of Acquisition number 214 - ''Never negotiate|on an empty stomach''.
- Rule of Acquisition?|- Yes.
Every Ferengi business transaction is governed by 285 Rules of Acquisition to ensure a fair and honest deal|for all parties concerned.
Most of them.
To create a code of|behaviour for business transactions - ls logical.
|- And quite reassuring.
Do Vulcans have anything similar? lt reminds one|of the Vulcan Bill of Rights, which guarantees the personal|freedoms of Vulcan citizens.
Same thing exactly.
|May l propose a toast? ls this another cultural idiosyncrasy? Yes.
l can't describe|the honour l feel at this moment.
lt's rare that a Ferengi and a Vulcan can overcome their differences|to see eye-to-eye.
l've always had the greatest respect|for Vulcans, even though|they haven't felt the same about me.
You're a noble people and l salute you.
Now then what kind of business|proposition do you have in mind? l wish to procure weapons.
l beg your pardon? - Guns, phaser banks, torpedoes|- Shh! troop transports and a number|of cobalt-thorium devices.
- My list is extensive.
|- You're a gun runner? l will pay in latinum and need a continuous supply|for the foreseeable future.
You're not like other Vulcans, are you? The Federation ship|refused to be boarded! So your ships just opened fire? The ship was carrying weapons|through the Demilitarised Zone.
lt was carrying medical supplies.
Ben, what are you doing here? l'm not sure.
|Gul Dukat asked me to come.
Dukat.
|No one informed us you were coming.
l decided an impromptu visit|would be preferable so you wouldn't be bothered|with special preparations.
l see.
Commander Sisko,|you know my counterpart, Gul Evek.
- l'm glad you're here, Commander.
|- We monitored the attack.
Yes, 'monitor' is the proper word, because none of the ships|responded to us.
Even the Cardassian pilots|refused to acknowledge me.
A voice from a Federation runabout.
l gave them my security identification.
- Obviously, they had their hands full.
|- With an unprovoked attack.
Unprovoked, was it? ls the Federation not engaging|in activities against the Cardassians, undermining this treaty? The Federation|does not conduct secret wars.
Then where did the Federation ship|with photon torpedoes come from? Why were your ships armed|with phaser banks? To defend themselves against|organised terrorist activities.
l haven't heard proof yet|of organised terrorist activities.
- There is none.
|- On the contrary.
We have the confession|of the Federation terrorist responsible for the destruction|of the Bok'Nor at your station.
Confession? 'A 43-year-old male human,|William Patrick Samuels, - 'born Bergen, Norway'|- We know who he is.
Where is he? 'Came to Volon ll 20 years ago.
|Wife's name Louise, 'two female children, aged 14 and 12.
' He was cooperative|once we apprehended him.
Begin.
My name is William Samuels.
l am being held for crimes|against the Cardassian people.
l have been well-treated.
l have confessed that as a member of|a well-armed anti-Cardassian force organised by Federation colonists, l set an implosion device|that destroyed the freighter Bok'Nor.
l deeply regret participating|in this arbitrary attack that led to the deaths|of over 75 crewmen.
To my wife and children l'm sorry and l love you.
He would have confessed to anything|after you were through with him.
He confessed quite early|in the interrogation procedure - sooner than we expected.
l believe he truly felt remorse.
- We want to talk to him ourselves.
|- Bring him in.
Unfortunately,|he committed suicide in his cell.
Come on, come on! Dukat, get them out of here! - Go on.
|- They can't get away with it.
We'll talk later.
You go on! Get him out of here.
l knew him.
Bill Samuels was a farmer.
He cultivated his land for 20 years.
He raised two children on that land.
He made something out of that land.
And the Federation told him he had to give it all up|to the Cardassians.
He was not willing to do that.
People like him|made both sides realise that accommodation had to be made|so they could stay.
The Cardassians have no intention|of allowing these people to stay.
They will either force them out,|or they will kill them.
lt's already started.
Every day there's a random act|of violence against our people.
Every Federation colonist knows|you do not go out alone at night.
You can't live under that fear.
lf the Cardassian authorities|are not enforcing the laws The Cardassian authorities were|part of a mob that stoned two colonists on the streets three days ago.
The Federation can take that up|with the Cardassians.
That will help a lot.
The word is|the Cardassian High Command is arming their colonists to the teeth.
They'd risk sending weapons|into the Demilitarised Zone and breaking the treaty? They'll find a way|to do it that's not so obvious.
Not long ago, we caught|the Cardassians shipping weapons to Bajoran extremists through|a third party, the Yridians.
That sounds about right.
Would the Bok'Nor have|transferred weapons to bring in here? lf so, the transfer was made|before the ship reached the station.
The cargo holds of the Bok'Nor|were empty.
- Do you think he did it?|- Samuels? l don't know.
They could have forced a confession|then killed him.
Gul Dukat wouldn't drag me here|unless he could prove it.
Maybe he did do it.
|l don't know! Damn! l've got to go see his wife.
l don't know|what l'm going to tell her.
lt makes you pine for the dull days|in New Berlin, doesn't it? Sausage and beer all around, and everyone's idea of a good time|was the mazurka festival.
Gretchen and Jennifer had a ball|there together, didn't they? l'll never forget the sight|of you in those "lederhosen.
" l still have the hat.
ls there something larger|going on here, Cal? Are these colonists|organising a terrorist campaign? lf they are,|they're not about to tell me about it.
But between you and me, those people have every right|to defend themselves.
When the Federation|said goodbye to them they left them no other choice.
You're very quiet, Commander.
You knew about Samuels|before we left.
l knew about his confession, yes.
l didn't know he was l was surprised by his death.
No one is going|to buy your suicide story.
l don't care what he did.
This barbaric disregard for life|will gut this treaty.
lf it means anything,|l entirely agree.
l told Evek he was a fool|to let Samuels die.
A good interrogator doesn't allow his|subject to die.
You lose the advantage.
That's all you're interested in.
|The advantage.
Don't spout off your holier-than-thou|Federation fair-play dogma.
And lest we forget your man was responsible|for the deaths of 78 innocent crewmen.
What was the Bok'Nor transporting? The Bok'Nor had just delivered|14 metric tons of golside ore to the Regulon system.
- lt wasn't carrying weapons?|- Weapons? To whom? To the Cardassians|in the Demilitarised Zone.
No.
The Bok'Nor didn't go|anywhere near the Demilitarised Zone.
lt could have rendezvoused with|someone else.
The Lissepians, maybe.
They could have transferred|the weapons Commander! l know you'd love to find|some justification for this mass murder to ease your Federation conscience, but if the Bok'Nor was|carrying weapons, l would know.
And on the lives of my children,|l swear to you, it was not.
l didn't know you had children.
Seven.
How soon will it be available? My source can have|everything ready tomorrow.
l must leave tonight.
- So soon?|- My plans have changed.
- Can your source have it by tonight?|- He'll have to.
Would you like to count your latinum? Are you trustworthy? - l'm a Vulcan.
|- Just a little joke.
l'm sure it's all there lt wouldn't hurt to give it a count.
l will have it brought to your quarters.
l hoped to show you more ways|to mix business with pleasure.
Perhaps in the future.
|l do find youintriguing, Quark.
''lntriguing.
'' You can stay in the guest suite|while you arrange transport.
A security guard will meet you.
Starfleet security,|if you don't mind, Commander.
Some Bajorans are still around|from when l was in charge.
l understand.
lf there's anything l can do to help l can handle it from here.
- Chief?|- l've got answers you won't like.
- lt was an implosive device?|- Not only that.
lt was a Federation implosive device.
Yes, sir.
The traces of mercassium we found|were from the casing of the device.
lt had to be Federation.
Get me Starfleet Command|on subspace.
ls there anything you'd like me to tell|the provisional government? Tell them some reckless colonist|blew up the Bok'Nor.
There's no further threat|of Cardassian reprisals to Bajor.
l'll advise all of our outposts|to stand down.
Sir, are we facing|the prospect of war here? - l hope not.
|- That's what the colonists want? They don't know what they want.
l do know it's our job to stop them.
Sir, this is none of my business l don't know what|the Cardassians said They played a confession of|the bomber, who they most likely killed.
You might be playing into their hands.
People are killing people.
|l can't ignore it.
They don't have a right|to defend themselves? lf Starfleet doesn't want to defend - They chose to live with Cardassians!|- l didn't! But l lived with them for years.
Every Bajoran did, in constant fear.
l know what those colonists|are going through.
The Cardassians can't be trusted|to keep their side of this treaty.
You suggest|we don't keep our side, either? - Perhaps by arming the colonists?|- l can tell you one thing.
The Cardassians are the enemy,|not your own colonists, and if Starfleet can't understand that|the Federation is naive.
l've been sent to relieve you.
l just reported for duty an hour Sorry to disturb you, sir.
There's a|message here from Commander Sisko.
We are to escort you to airlock 11.
A Cardassian freighter has just arrived.
Apparently, another bomb|has been found and disarmed.
- Where's Commander Sisko?|- Comfortably asleep in his quarters.
Remember me? l take it we're not about to board|a Cardassian freighter.
- What are they telling him?|- With kidnappings and an explosion they've got a few things to say.
l've been warning them|since the beginning.
What are you talking about? You're in charge of security.
lf you will let me be|l will give you a safe station.
You tell me to do my job|then list all the things l can't do.
Untie my hands before|you start to blame me.
No one blamed you.
Let me set a curfew|and search arriving passengers.
- Give me more deputies.
|- lt'll be like being under occupation.
Say what you like.
|lt was safer then.
Unless you happen to be a Bajoran.
l want a complete review|of all security measures.
- l'll be delighted.
|- What do we have from the guard? He was assaulted by a Vulcan female|and a human male.
We're looking for|possible contacts here.
How many ships left last night? The Bardeezan merchant ship|and a Galador freighter.
- What were their destinations?|- The Bardeezans took the wormhole.
The freighter is operating|between Galador ll and Farius Prime.
l'm guessing these people wouldn't|take Dukat through the wormhole.
They'd head back to|the Demilitarised Zone.
Dax, make sure the Galador ship's|registry is in order.
Chief, identify its warp signature|from our sensor records.
l've got it.
Last known course.
lt was on a bearing 216, mark 177.
As it left our range|it was heading for Farius Prime.
Major, send a message|to Farius Prime.
lf that ship shows up l want to know.
l could send the warp signature out|over subspace.
lf it changes course|someone should spot it.
lt's a phoney.
|The Galadorans don't have ships here.
The registry is forged.
Doctor, Major, you're with me.
Odo, tell Lieutenant Hudson|at the Volon colony that l think Dukat|will be taken to the Demilitarised Zone.
Give him the warp signature of the ship.
We just received a transmission|from the Demilitarised Zone.
A group is taking credit|for Dukat's kidnapping.
They're calling themselves|''The Maquis''.
A Klingon freighter two light years|from the Demilitarised Zone has lD'd the warp signature.
The ship did change course.
Transmit their last known coordinates|and heading to us.
Acknowledged.
Let us know if anyone else|picks up their signature.
- Set a new course, Major.
|- Yes, sir.
Their heading takes|them into the Badlands.
lt's a stretch that ships try to avoid.
|A lot of plasma storms there.
A few ships have|been lost there recently.
Sounds like the perfect place|for a hide-out.
Excuse me, sir.
What will we do|if we catch up with them? These Maquis are Federation colonists.
We're going to get Gul Dukat back.
Even if we have to fire|on our own people? Long-range sensors are|picking up the warp signature.
- lt leads to an M-class asteroid.
|- Take us there.
Scanning the surface.
|l've located the ship.
- Those are human life signs.
|- ls there a Cardassian? - No, sir.
|- Prepare to beam down.
l'm glad to see you had|no trouble finding us, Ben.
lt seems that one disaster after another keeps bringing us back together again.