All language subtitles for Star.Trek.DS9.s01e12.Vortex

The usual, Odo?

Nothing.

The usual.

If all my customers
were like you

my family would be begging
in the Promenade.

Oh, I seriously doubt that...

not as long as there
is a Miradorn raider

for you to do business with.

Raider? You mean the Miradorn
ship that just docked?

The raider.

Its reputation, like mine

has probably been exaggerated.

Anyway, I don't know
the ship or its crew.

You didn't make
your usual welcome call

inviting them in
for a free drink?

The Miradorns are
a quarrelsome people.

I chose to forego
the usual amenities.

He looks away whenever
we make eye contact.

Who?

The new arrival...

the one the Klingons
brought back

from the Gamma Quadrant.

Croden? He's harmless.

Really? How is it you've
come to know him so well?

A man comes in for a drink,
he wants to talk.

He didn't seem to want
to talk much to Sisko

when he arrived.

Who would?

All those Starfleet officers
greeting him at the airlock...

it would scare me, too.

The Federation could
learn a few things

from the Ferengi
about hospitality.

They scared him, huh?

Of course.

I wonder what he has
to be scared about.

Well, now.

I believe a pair
of twinned Miradorn

just nodded your way.

I'm the man behind the bar.

Obviously, they want
to use a holosuite.

You think the whole galaxy is
plotting around you, don't you?

Paranoia must run
in your species, Odo.

Maybe that's why
no one has ever seen

another shape-shifter...

they're all hiding!

I won't have you coming here
harassing my customers.

Order a drink, play the tables

or vacate the premises!

Rom, bring a flask
of my special langour.

1,000 bars of
gold-pressed latinum.

Nonnegotiable.

Ahh.

Oh, very nice.

Unfortunately, uh,
there's a problem.

Problem?

Langour, anyone?

What problem?

The buyer has backed out.

You guaranteed us a buyer.

A question has been raised

about the origin of this bauble.

A similar one was taken
during a raid

on a Vanoben transport
just two light-years from here.

If you had a bill of sale...

You didn't ask
for any bill of sale

when we contacted you.

You will find another buyer.

A buyer who asks no questions?

That could take a long time.

We don't have a long time.

Just stay, stay,
stay where you are, please.

What's this?

Don't fire!

What do you want?

No one is going to get hurt.

Just... just give me that.

Whoever you are,
you're making a mistake.

Well, it wouldn't be the first

and probably won't be the last.

Give that to me.

Security and medical
to Holosuite One.

Five glasses for four people?

He's dead.

My brother.

Take them all to security.

Yes, take them both
to his office.

Thank goodness
you were close by, Odo.

All of them.

Get out. Go on.

Have you known
any twinned Miradorn, Commander?

I haven't met any before now.

In my species,
we are not just twin brothers.

Together, we are
a single self...

two halves of one being.

I am incomplete now.

You should have
considered the risks

before trying
to sell stolen property.

You have no proof.

Two people were killed
on the transport

this object was taken from.

My brother and I purchased it
from a passing Altairian trader.

His name?
His ship's identification?

I am the one whose brother
was killed, Commander!

You have only yourself...

I'd like for you to return
to your ship now!

You have my sympathies

but there may be more questions.

Please don't leave the station.

I want to deal with the one
who killed my twin.

The law will deal with him.

My only purpose
in life from here on

is to see him dead.

Well...

can't say I didn't warn
you about Miradorns, Odo.

I assume we are free to go?

Do you have enough evidence
to hold them, Constable?

As Odo will be happy to confirm

I was just as concerned
as everyone else

that this was
a stolen objet d'art.

Yes. Curious, but it's true.

We'll be on our way then.

You know what else is curious?

It's curious that Croden
had a Ferengi phaser.

Available in many a port.

And it's curious that he knew

the Miradorn were
trying to sell you

something of value.

How dare you suggest
that my brother

set up this robbery!

What an interesting theory, Rom.

If that theory should
ever reach the Miradorn

I'd wake up dead one morning.

So, I'd appreciate

your not spreading wild
theories about casually.

Lobeless idiot, next time...

Don't you feed your prisoners?

The fact that you
just killed a man

doesn't affect your appetite?

It was him or me.

And if he had killed me,
I wouldn't be hungry now.

I want you to understand

exactly what's going to happen.

There will be a trial

to determine
your guilt or innocence.

We can assign an advocate

or you can request one
from your home world.

I doubt if anyone on Rakhar
would much care.

Really?

Isn't murder considered
a serious crime

where you come from?

On Rakhar,
all crimes are serious...

only there are no trials.

It's a shame that our first
encounter with your species

had to take place
under such circumstances.

I'm sorry if I made
things awkward.

I didn't have much choice.

Why not?

My needs exceed my skills.

Now, if I had his talents

I would have no problems at all.

I've never heard of a changeling

with such versatility.

A what?!

A changeling, like you.

You've heard
of other shape-shifters

in the Gamma Quadrant?

Haven't they come
through the wormhole yet?

I assumed, when I saw you...

It's a lie.

He heard me talking
in the bar to Quark.

Well, maybe I dissemble
a little.

"Lie" is a hard word.

But shape-shifters

are harsh in their judgments.

Feed me

and maybe I'll tell you
where I met someone

just like you.

I don't see
that we have any choice.

We have to contact his planet.

Not the best way
of introducing ourselves.

Homicide as a means
to open relations...

it's not exactly how they
teach it at the Academy, is it?

I think you're all wrong.

How's that?

They're going to thank us.

Thank us?

Oh, that's what I'd do.

He's probably committed
all sorts of crimes

in their system.

They'll be glad to have the
problem taken off their hands.

There's only one way
to find out. Dax?

It won't be hard to find Rakhar.

According to the logs

Croden was found
in a damaged shuttlecraft

about three light-years
from the wormhole.

There aren't many
M-Class planets in that area.

You're with me.

Major Kira, as long
as the Miradorn ship is here

there's a threat to Croden.

I don't want to have
to tell his people

that he was killed
while in our custody.

I'll have Odo increase security.

Stop in to see if I'd run away?

I couldn't get that lucky.

That Croden
is an interesting character.

I wouldn't know.

Really?

I thought you said
you got to know him rather well.

I never told you that.

I merely said we chatted
when he bought a drink or two.

I've talked to several people
who saw the two of you

engaged in heavy conversations.

Why, Morn, here, says you even
bought the fellow a meal.

Morn should keep
his big mouth shut.

So what were you
talking to him about?

Just being friendly.

He was...

so out of place here... alone.

I felt sorry for him.

You should sympathize
with my kindness.

There's no profit in kindness.

You attribute odious motives
to my every charitable act.

That's because your favorite
charity is your own pocket.

Speaking of odious motives

I hear you've
been making inquiries

about finding a small ship
to go through the wormhole.

That has nothing to do
with any of this.

I think it does.

I think you were trying
to secure passage

back to the Gamma Quadrant
for Croden

in exchange for staging this
tragic little robbery of yours.

This could turn into
a much bigger tragedy for me

if you don't
keep your voice down.

What did Croden
tell you about himself?

Nothing.

We didn't talk about
anything except business.

Inconsequential things.

What's inconsequential to
you may be important to me.

Did he say anything
about his home world?

No.

Other species in
the Gamma Quadrant?

No.

Security to Odo.

Go ahead.

Ah-Kel and his crew are blocking
the entrance to your office.

Should we clear them out?

Leave it. I'll handle them.

You were told
to stay on your ship.

Understand me, shape-shifter.

He killed the part of me
that made existence bearable.

I cannot stop until I kill him.

You're not going to kill anyone.

Get back to your ship
and stay there.

If I find you here again,
I'll lock you up, too.

You've made a lot of friends
in your short stay here.

Well, I guess you'd
know how that feels.

You and I have a great deal
in common, changeling.

We have nothing in common.

We are both aliens here...

the only ones of our kind.

Each of us is alone

isolated, shut out.

Others like us

only exist
in the Gamma Quadrant.

I have always wondered

why changelings are so
distrustful of other species.

I doubt the changelings
on your world

would trust you.

Of course not.

There are no shape-shifters
on Rakhar.

You just said...

You implied there were.

I'm sorry if I misled you.

There were shape-shifters
on Rakhar at one time

but that was centuries ago.

What happened to them?

They were persecuted.

Driven out.

But I know a place
where there are still some left.

Of course,
that was a few years ago.

And if you had the chance

you'd take me there.

Sure, I would.

Why not?

Tell me where it is,
I'll have a look.

Ah... No, I...

I have to show you.

There is no way that you could
find it on your own.

The next time you lie

I'll save Ah-Kel
the trouble of killing you.

There's that hard word again.

There are times
when I don't dissemble.

Whatever you call it

the truth isn't in you.

From the colony
of the changelings.

We're in orbit.

Open hailing frequency.

Open.

This is the Federation Starship
Rio Grande

attempting to make contact
with the planet Rakhar.

Please respond.

One of your people
committed a homicide

and we have him in custody.

His name is Croden.

I'm picking up a signal
in the southern hemisphere.

They're hailing us.

On screen.

I am the Exarch
of Nehelik Province.

You will transport Croden
to this location.

I'm afraid we haven't
brought him with us.

Your communication
clearly stated

that he was in your custody.

On our space station.

Perhaps I should explain
where we come from.

We are well aware of the traffic

through the newly discovered
passage.

We simply have no interest

in contact with anyone
from your Quadrant.

I am sorry to hear that

but we certainly will
respect your wishes.

We just felt it was necessary
after Croden was arrested.

Croden is an enemy
of the Rakhari people!

We request that
he be returned immediately.

He's scheduled to be tried
for his crime on our station.

Tried? Croden has already been
declared guilty in absentia

for myriad crimes on this world.

That judgment supersedes
your charges.

Return him, and I can assure you
his punishment will be

appropriate to your crime
as well as ours.

I would feel more comfortable
if we could find...

I do not know what kind
of people you are...

I do not care to know...
but if your society purports

to respect the rules
of our society

you will return him
without delay.

Expect him to return
in a vessel just like this one

within 52 hours.

It's an amalgam
of organic material

and some sort of crystal.

You mean... it's alive.

More or less.

It's almost like
a transitional phase

between organic
and inorganic matter.

I've only seen one life-form
that even remotely resembles it.

Me.

In a way...

this stone might qualify
as a distant cousin of yours.

Maybe there's a clue
to your origins here.

Where did it come from?

Unfortunately,
the only one who can tell me

is less reliable than Quark.

How do you like
my stone, changeling?

Where'd you get it?

What would telling you get me?

Nothing.

Ah.

Well, that's too bad.

I was hoping
you'd feel sorry for me

seeing as we're
the only two here

from the other side
of the passage.

I feel nothing
for you but contempt.

You're a thief and a killer,
and who knows what else.

Typical. It's typical.

Of "changeling behavior"?

Yes, I'm sure.

Uh, excuse me.

In my sector

there is a nebula
called the Chamra Vortex.

There are millions
of asteroids in it.

I found this stone
on one of them.

I could take you to it,
changeling.

Others must know where it is.

No, no, the Vortex is uncharted
but, as a thief

and a killer and who knows what,
I hid there often.

I found this colony
of changelings by chance

and I know my way back.

Come in.

Yes, Commander?

Constable, I want you
to escort the prisoner

back to his home planet.

He's... not to stand trial...
here?

Croden apparently
committed crimes on Rakhar.

His government is adamant

and the Bajorans have agreed
to release him.

We're going to have trouble
getting him past the Miradorn.

Yes, I know.

Ah-Kel's been
screening every ship

leaving this station.

How soon can you be ready?

I'm ready now.

There's a Rigelian freighter

leaving here for the Gamma
Quadrant in an hour.

Maybe we can use them
to run interference

between you
and the Miradorn ship.

I'll move the prisoner
to the runabout right away.

Constable, once you're
on the other side

you'll be on your own.

The Miradorn vessel can
outrun any of our runabouts

and, if they do come after you

a warning from us will
just point an arrow to you.

Understood.

So you're finally
taking me up on my offer.

I'm taking you home.

Commander.

The Rigelian freighter's
ready for departure.

Signal Odo.

The Miradorn ship
is scanning the freighter.

Doesn't look like
they're reading the runabout.

How do you stand it, changeling?

Living where you don't belong?

Are you happy?

I'm as much a part
of the place as anyone else.

Oh, I doubt it.

They tolerate you,
but you're not one of them.

Being what you are

you can pour your square shape
into a round hole

but you don't really fit,
do you?

You're like my stone.

I think I finally figured out

what crime you were
found guilty of on your world.

What's that?

You talk too much.

Maybe you're right.

Perhaps that is how it started.

Perhaps I asked
one question too many.

Anyway, that's as good
an explanation as any.

Explanation for what?

For why they came that night.

I was never told, and,
to this day, I don't know.

They broke into my home
just before dawn

and, before I had time
to stop them

they had murdered both my wives.

You see...

on my world

the punishment for being
an enemy of the people

is the death of your family.

I had no
sophisticated weapon...

only a short slaughter knife

that I used for cutting
the necks of fowl

that we would
prepare for supper.

Imagine my surprise
when I discovered

that the necks
of the security officers

were no more difficult
to cut than the birds'.

Even the sound they made

as the blade crossed
their gullets were similar.

You expect me
to believe this appalling tale?

Would it make any difference
if you did?

No.

Well, then believe it,
because it's true.

Oh, my return
will be celebrated, changeling.

They'll be very grateful.

You'll be a hero.

Perhaps
you might even use this

as an excuse
to exchange envoys.

If you don't stop talking

I could sedate you
for the rest of the trip.

Sorry. I didn't...

I didn't know I bothered you.

Get in there!

He's going to kill us!

He says we were in with Croden.

Where is he, Quark?

Croden? He's in security.

You're lying!

He's gone!

You're hiding him.

You've been in this
together all along.

You're as responsible
for my brother's death as he is.

Ah-Kel, no.

This is Odo's doing.

Don't you see?

He wants to turn us
against each other.

Why should I believe you?

Tell me where Croden is

or you can die in his place.

I don't know where he is

but maybe I could find out

if you'll just release me.

Get me the security chips.

Level four clearance.

It isn't at all clear...

The coordinates
are very clearly stated

right here in the log entry.

One more thing, little Ferengi...

you better be telling me
the truth

or I'll be back...

to finish this.

Oh, you are clever, brother.

Now Ah-Kel will rid us
of Croden and Odo.

Unless Odo is sensible,
and gives up his prisoner.

Oh, no!

Then Croden would tell Ah-Kel
the truth about our plan.

We're dead. We're dead.

You shouldn't have told
him how to find them.

Be quiet.

Odo will never give up
his prisoner.

He'll just get himself killed.

Do you really think so?

Oh, get out of here, you fool!

Get!

Yes, Chief?

The Miradorn ship
is leaving the station.

Major, do whatever
you can to delay them.

Ops to Miradorn ship...
please hold your position.

Stand by for
departure instructions.

No response.

They're still moving.

Dax, how long
before Odo reaches Rakhar?

Just over five hours.

Miradorn vessel...

you are in violation
of Bajoran transit regulations.

Please return at once
to the docking ring.

They've increased power
to their thrusters.

On screen.

You'd save time going
through the Vortex.

It's a long way around it.

Aren't you the least bit curious
about your own people?

Of course, I am.

Unfortunately,
I don't have the liberty

of pursuing that curiosity
right now.

They don't maintain
a humanoid shape, you know.

They refused to assimilate
on my world.

They're a proud species.

That's why
they were so persecuted.

But I will say this for them...

they treated me well enough
when I landed at their colony.

I was badly wounded.

They could have
allowed me to die.

They didn't.

You're one of them.

That's for sure.

You have the sense
of decency, of justice...

You don't give up, do you?

Computer, what was that?

A temporary loss of stability

resulting from the impact
of a concentrated plasma charge.

We're being attacked?

Affirmative.

Pursuing vessel approaching
from 181 mark 12.

Put it on the monitor
and identify.

Miradorn vessel, Theta class.

He's hailing us.

The first shot was a warning.

You will surrender
the Rakhari prisoner to me.

I don't give up my prisoners,
Ah-Kel.

Very well.

Then you can die with him.

Warning. Damage to shields.

Computer, evasive maneuvers!

Warning. Shields at 41% %% .

Your computer's
not going to outsmart him.

I'm a security chief,
not a combat pilot!

Then give me the controls!

You?!

I can get us through the Vortex.

The ionized gasses

would screen us
from his sensors.

Drop your suspicious nature
for a minute, changeling.

Can't you see?
It's our only chance!

Why are we slowing down?

The Vortex is riddled
with volatile pockets

of a gas we call toh-maire.

If we destabilize them

they could ignite,
and blow this ship apart.

You really have been
through here before.

Sometimes I do tell the truth.

How do you remember
what's true and what isn't?

I thought you said they couldn't
detect us in here.

He must be following
our impulse wake.

Computer,
disengage impulse engines.

Go to thrusters.

Acknowledged.

Thrusters engaged.

What are you doing?

Once our impulse wake drops off

he might try to pick up
the discharge of our thrusters.

We'll be better off if we land.

So, changeling

I guess I'm going
to take you home after all.

Hurry! This way!

Croden!

Slow down, Croden!

Stay where I can see you.

Croden!

What's your hurry?

What's in here?

I told you... the colony.

Anxious to see
them again, are you?

Yes. Of course.

Whatever it is you came
here for, you can forget it.

We're leaving.

- No!
- Now!

How much of it was true?
Any of it?

Any of it?!

No. No.

On Rakhar, we tell stories
about changelings.

I thought they were
myths until I met you.

The stone!

I have no idea
where it came from.

Rakhari merchants
buy stones just like it

from off-world traders.

It's used as a key.

A key to what?

To my only reason for living.

And it's ahead,
in that cavern there.

Please, help me.

There's been a cave-in.

What is it?

A stasis chamber.

It's my daughter.

The only member
of my family I could save.

Help me.

It shapes itself
to fit the lock.

Father?

I was dreaming about you.

I'm here now, Yareth.

You don't have to dream anymore.

Hello.

This is Odo.

He's a security officer.

No, no, he's not
going to hurt you.

He's going to take you

to a place
where you'll be safe.

Won't you?

Where are you going?

I'm going home.

But you can't.
They'll kill you.

Yareth, I must answer
for my crimes.

But all you did was
try to protect us.

Their sensors must have
picked up our life signs.

We've got to get
back to the runabout.

Odo!

Is he badly hurt?

There's no way to tell.

I don't know anything
about his species.

I'll carry him back to the ship.

What's the matter, Father?

Nothing, darling.

Nothing.
Nothing.

Go! Go!

You're heavier than you look.

You could have left me behind.

Don't thank me.

I already regret it.

I haven't been able
to lose them.

Sooner or later,
one of his photons

is going trigger
a toh-maire explosion

and kill us all.

Let me have the controls.

Find us
one of those toh-maire fields.

I just told you, you don't want
to go anywhere near one

changeling.

Find us
the closest toh-maire field.

Six degrees to starboard.

Changing course.

He's chased us everywhere else.

Maybe he'll follow us
in there, too.

His sensors may not be able

to detect
how volatile the field is.

If he fires on us in there,
the whole thing will ignite.

That's what I'm counting on.

Set a course
along the interior perimeter.

Done.

Computer, shut down all engines.

Engines disengaged.

Maintain emergency readiness

to reengage impulse
on my command.

We're an awfully easy target.

He's hailing us.

On screen.

Are you prepared
to surrender your prisoner?

I have a full array of Starfleet
weapons trained on you, Ah-Kel.

Frankly, I don't
know much about them

but I understand they
equipped this little vessel

with some
pretty powerful stuff

so I suggest

you withdraw
while you still can.

There will barely be a trace
of your little vessel

when we are finished with you.

He's coming about.

Powering his shields.

His starboard photon bank
is armed.

Computer, engage!

He's firing photons.

Is everybody back there
in one piece?

Yes.

Good.

Take us out
of your precious Vortex.

I only have one
last favor to ask.

Yareth is going to be
alone on your world

just as you've always been.

She's going to need someone
to look after her.

If you're asking me
what I think you're asking...

We know you could use
some company, changeling.

You'll deny it, but we
both know it's true

or this stone would have
meant nothing to you.

Incoming subspace signal.

Vulcan band frequency.

On screen.

Starfleet Runabout

this is the Vulcan Science
Vessel T'Vran.

Are you in any difficulty?

Chief of Security Odo
from DS9.

We're fine, Captain.

We detected a major eruption
in the Chamra Vortex.

I was afraid a small ship
like yours

might have suffered damage.

I appreciate your concern.

What's your course?

To the wormhole,
then home to Vulcan.

I've beamed over two survivors

from a ship
that wasn't so lucky.

I have to complete a mission.

Could you give them
transportation to Vulcan?

Easily done.

We will rendezvous
with you shortly.

Prepare for transport.

Don't thank me.

I already regret it.

How?

How will you explain
not delivering me?

I'll tell them you were killed

when Ah-Kel torpedoed
the asteroid.

This dissembling
must be catching.

You're going to have
to get used to living

in an alien society.

Like you...

but I know where my home is

and perhaps, someday

I'll be able to go back again.

I hope this helps you
to find where you came from.

T'Vran to Ganges.

Ready for transport.

Stand by.

Are you really a changeling?

Yes...

I suppose I am.

Go on.

We don't want to keep
the Vulcans waiting.

Energizing.

Computer, set a course
for the wormhole.

Course laid in.

Ready engines.

Home.

Where is it?

Someday we'll know...

cousin.