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Hey, welcome!

Well, I, for one, never
doubted that you'd be back.

- Neither did I.
- Don't listen to him.

He was Mr. Doom and Gloom
the entire time you were gone.

Well, I must admit,
I was a bit concerned.

We were all concerned.

Your well-being was a constant
source of conversation

and speculation.

You see? I told you
they'd miss us.

So, who won the betting pool?

Morn. He managed to guess
the day you'd be back.

Only missed the time
of your arrival by two hours.

- He's amazing.
- Don't know how he does it.

- Mr. Worf.
- Captain.

I know what you're going to say.

The answer is yes,
I did leave the station

without your permission, and
yes, I lost a runabout, but...

We'll evaluate
your actions later, old man.

Right now, I'd like to know
everything you learned

about this
Breen-Dominion alliance.

I'm afraid we have very little
information to share with you, Captain.

Weyoun and the others
were more interested

in asking questions
than they were answering them.

Why do you think Damar decided
to help you escape?

I'm not sure, but I can
tell you one thing.

He hates Weyoun.

The Cardassians
are a proud people,

but the Dominion treats them
like second-class citizens.

I think Damar is worried that
this new alliance with the Breen

is going to weaken
Cardassia's status

with the Dominion even more,

but, whatever his reasons,
we owe him our lives.

Maybe one day, you'll be able
to return the favor.

Uh, Doctor

I'd like a complete medical
workup on both of them.

Can't tell you how glad I am
to see you again.

Uh, both --
both... both of you.

Kira to Sisko.

Go ahead.

We just received
a priority-one transmission

from Starfleet Command.

The Breen have attacked Earth.

I had a lot of
friends in those buildings.

Starfleet was able
to destroy most

of the Breen attack force

but by then, most of
the damage had been done.

We must give the enemy credit.

To launch an attack
on Starfleet Headquarters --

even my people
never attempted that.

We've learned one thing
about the Breen today, Captain.

They're a race of warriors.

That's about all we know.

Our intelligence reports
are sketchy at best.

Captain,

every species has its weakness.

They're no exception.

Let's hope you're right.

But whatever the weakness is,

we better find it soon.

There. Do you see that?

The news from Earth
keeps getting better.

The Federation casualty report

is being revised
upward once again.

Well put.

The casualties are
merely a bonus.

What matters is that we
have struck fear

into the heart of our enemy
and made them feel weak

and vulnerable.

General,

please congratulate
your troops for us.

They've done a superb job.

Don't you agree, Damar?

Superb.

It's unfortunate so few of
your ships survived the assault.

Leave it to you, Damar

to point out
the one cloud in the sky.

My thought exactly.

It is a very small price
for such an important victory.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I must make my report
to the Founder.

By the way, in case Weyoun
neglected to mention it,

the Dominion once sang
Cardassia's praises as well.

It's really quite simple.

They expected the war
to be over long ago.

It's not,
and for that they blame us.

Now, if the war isn't ended soon,

they'll shift the blame to you.

Well, maybe so,
but win or lose...

I wouldn't turn my back
on Weyoun if I were you.

Kasidy, what happened?

Uh, that's what I'm
trying to find out.

Ow.

What are you...
you doing?

- You don't cook.
- I-I know.

I was just making sure.

Oh, my... my peppers.

I-I know how you like

roasted peppers
in your casserole.

Took me three months
to grow them.

Nobody touches my peppers.

I'm so sorry.

With all the bad
news about Earth,

I wanted to do
something nice for you.

But from now on,

you wear the apron
in the family.

You know, that's a good idea.

Glad you're not mad.

Wouldn't want anything to
ruin our last few nights together.

Our last few nights together?

My cargo run.

I leave early next week.

No, you're not going anywhere.

It's too dangerous.

Ben, the Breen attacked Earth.

That's not exactly next door.

We don't know where they're
going to attack next.

I would feel better
if you were closer to me.

Well, that's sweet.

But I'm going anyway.

I can't talk you out of it?

Not a chance.

Enter.

The information you requested.

Excellent.

Sit down.

I'm not sure it's
wise for me to stay.

What if the Vorta decides
to pay you a visit?

And what if he does?

He'll see me conferring
with one of my officers.

There's nothing
suspicious about that.

Doesn't seem right --
all this plotting and secrecy.

What are we -- Romulans?

No, we're Cardassians,

but right now, Cardassia's
an occupied territory

and to defeat an occupying army

takes careful planning
and secrecy.

Can we really hope
to defeat the Dominion?

With the Breen on their side,
they're stronger than ever.

But we will be fighting
to win back our homes

and our freedom, and that
will make us even stronger.

I remember the day
I heard the news

that Cardassia had
joined the Dominion.

Like everyone else, I rejoiced.

We were going to be rulers
of the entire Alpha Quadrant.

Instead, we're a
conquered people...

servants in our own land.

All that will soon end.

Now, are you sure we can trust
these officers?

And the troops
under their command.

Still, it's not a
very long list, is it?

It will get longer.

With a victory or two, all
Cardassia will rise up with us.

We'll need to know
the exact location

of the Dominion weapon
emplacements on Rondac III.

Leave that to me.

Now, I want you to get a message

to every one of these officers.

Regarding your scheduled retreat

to the Calash Monastery?

Cancel it.

Very good.

Now, about your appearance
before the Vedek Assembly?

Cancel that, too.

Cancel an appearance
before the Vedek Assembly?

Just do it.

Cancel everything.

As you wish.

May I ask what, exactly,
you will be doing?

You certainly may not.

But if you must know,

I'll be devoting most of my time

to study and meditation.

I see.

Solbor

I'll have my breakfast
on the balcony this morning.

Eminence, is there
anything you would like?

I'm not hungry.

Oh, but you really should eat.

After all, Bajor
is only as strong as its Kai.

I said, I'm not hungry.

Do as he asks.

And please...
write a note to the vedeks

expressing my apologies

for having
to postpone our meeting.

I'll see to it immediately.

What a tiresome little man.

Sometimes I think you
forget your place, Anjohl.

Oh, forgive me
if I've offended you in any way.

I am but a moon

made warm
by the light of your sun.

I hope you're a better farmer
than you are a poet.

Something is wrong.

Tell me...

what's bothering you?

Everything -- the prayers,
the rituals, these robes.

I can't keep pretending I follow
the path of the Prophets.

You won't have to.

The Pah-wraiths
are waiting to embrace you.

So you keep saying.

But when is that
going to happen?

As soon as we release them
from the fire caves.

Release them?

But the Prophecies.

What about them?

Well, they warn that the
release of the Pah-wraiths

will mean the end of Bajor.

The old Bajor, perhaps.

But from its ashes
a new Bajor will arise

and the Restoration will begin.

Who will be left to see it?

Those the gods find worthy.

It will be the dawn of paradise,

and you, Adami,

are destined to rule it.

You're sure of that?

It is meant to be.

And what will become of you?

Oh, I will be at your side
for as long as you need me.

But first, we have
to release the Pah-wraiths.

But how do we do that?

The answer is in the text
of the Kosst Amojan.

Oh...

It is forbidden for anyone
to open that book.

Yes... anyone
except the Kai.

It is said
to contain great evil.

You have nothing to fear.

I'll be right there with you.

Did I say I was afraid?

Here, this palisade
in the south wall --

if only we could make this part
of the compound less vulnerable.

What are you talking about?

The south wall
isn't the problem.

They came over the north wall,
by Travis's position.

I know where they came from,
Miles.

I am Travis, remember?

And I say we strengthen
the south wall, the north wall

and any other place that helps
us keep the enemy out.

Then it wouldn't be the battle
of the Alamo, would it?

I don't care.

I just want to win once.

Be Santa Anna.

He wins every time.

What if we put cannons along
the long barracks like this?

Hey, hey, what do you think
you're doing?!

Do you know how long it took me
to build this thing?

I don't believe the two of you.

Your homeworld has been attacked,

the Breen have joined forces
with the Dominion,

and here you are,
calmly playing games.

Haven't you ever heard
of grace under pressure, Quark?

Shouldn't you be doing something
more productive?

I just spent 14 hours

recalibrating the station's
weapons array.

And I just did
a complete run-through

of the emergency support team
protocols.

So... you do expect
an attack on the station.

Anything's possible.

What about a moat?

A moat?
Around the Alamo?

Yes. Here, look.
We could widen this stream,

maybe make it a little deeper.

I say we build a moat
around the station.

He is a child.

Miles does have a certain...
cherubic quality.

I was talking about
Dr. Bashir, and you know it.

Are you certain he's the one?

I'm not certain about anything.

But he is handsome.

You deserve more than handsome.

He gets excited
playing with toys.

He knows
how to have a good time.

Besides, it's not exactly a toy.

You heard the Chief.
He spent hours making that.

I see it is hopeless
to try to reason with you.

I know.

Maybe I am in love with him.

Do you think I should tell him
how I feel?

If it will make you happy, yes.

You're a good friend, Worf.

I know.

They are wasting their time.

No matter how much planning
they do

there is no way that they
can defend that mission

against an enemy that numbers
in the thousands,

not without more men.

You know, if you want to go
down there and help them...

Just a thought.

Damar.

You're up early.

Am I?

Yes, you are

or you haven't been to bed yet.

Actually,
I had a very restful sleep.

Did you?

How nice.

I had no idea the Breen could
mobilize such a large fleet so quickly.

Our new allies
are full of surprises aren't they?

Hmm.

You know those
refrigeration suits they wear?

What about them?

I'm sure you've read
the intelligence reports

that say that their homeworld
is a frozen wasteland.

Well, it's not.

The climate on their home
planet is quite comfortable.

Then why do they wear
refrigeration suits?

They won't say.

You see what I mean?
They're full of surprises.

There's something...

different about you
today, Damar.

I can't quite put
my finger on it.

It's almost as if you're only...

half-dressed.

What are you talking about?

You don't have a
bottle in your hand.

Don't you have anything
better to do than to...?

You've regained your confidence.

I wasn't aware that I'd lost it.

Come now, Damar.

You thought you backed
the wrong side.

You thought the Dominion
was going to lose this war

and drag Cardassia down with it.

I must admit,
things were looking rather grim.

Perhaps, for a moment or two.

That's no excuse to lose
faith in oneself or one's allies.

But now...

it's as if you've groped
your way through a dark tunnel

and stepped back out
into the light once again.

You know what
that light's told you?

That the Dominion
will prevail...

that the Federation

will be conquered

and a new era of
peace and prosperity

will blanket the Alpha Quadrant.

You know me so well.

Really, Damar...

I hope you won't let that
Cardassian-sized ego of yours

spoil our victory --

and I do mean our victory.

Yours, mine...

- And the Breen.
- Yes, and the Breen.

We're just one big,
happy family, aren't we?

I like it so much
better when we agree.

Don't you?

The text of the Kosst Amojan,

as you requested.

Very good.

Well...

put it on my desk.

Eminence, may I speak frankly?

If you must.

This book has not been removed
from the Archives,

not for 700 years.

Your point being?

The knowledge it contains...

about the Pah-wraiths --

it is said to be very dangerous.

Knowledge is never dangerous
in the right hands.

There is an old saying --

he who studies evil...

is studied by evil.

I will keep that in mind.

Now give me the book.

Your concern for her Eminence
is appreciated

and acknowledged.

Nevertheless, you
must do as she says.

I will see to it that
no harm comes to her.

There. That should
make you feel better.

I wish it could,

but this man...

one day he comes onto
Deep Space 9 and the next,

he's become your closest advisor.

What do we know of him?

Where did he come from?

What does he want?

I want only to serve the Kai.

This is his idea, isn't it?

To study this hateful book.

Anjohl was sent to me
by the Prophets.

That's all I need to know

and that's all anyone
needs to know.

I have no idea why I was chosen,

but who are we to question
the ways of the Prophets?

Perhaps you should go
to the temple

and ask
the Prophets' forgiveness

for questioning their wisdom.

Solbor does not approve of me.

He has served me
well for many years.

And he may serve you well
for many more

if the Pah-wraiths
find him worthy.

Well...?

Aren't you going to open it?

The Pah-wraiths are not evil,

but they are powerful

and they're willing to share
that power with you.

The question is:
Do you want it?

Yes.

This can't be.

This is a trick.

It's not a trick.

Well, then Solbor brought
the wrong book.

He doesn't make those
kinds of mistakes.

The words are here.

They're just hidden, that's all.

It's up to us to find them.

These are the new security
protocols you requested.

Very good.

Although, frankly, I'm not sure

how effective they'll
be against the Breen.

Neither am I.

I just hope we don't
have to find out.

Benjamin?

You mind explaining this?

Constable, do you mind if we
use your office for a moment?

Not at all.

Well, it looks like

the Bajoran Freight
and Shipping Authority

wants you to take a vacation.

A month's paid vacation?

This is your doing, isn't it?

Let me guess.

The Emissary asked
for a little favor.

I never once mentioned
the word "Emissary."

But you did arrange this.

I'm just trying to keep you
out of harm's way.

Is that such a terrible thing
for a husband to do?

I told you.

I don't need or want
that kind of protection.

I want you to call
whoever you called

and have them put me
back on the active list.

Kasidy, it's only for a month.

I don't care
if it's only for a day.

How would you like it if I
called Admiral Ross and said

"Oh, do me a favor.
Please don't send

my husband on any dangerous
missions this month"?

Look, that's not the same thing.

It is from where I'm standing.

My job is just as important
to me as your job is to you.

I know that.

What's so funny?

Marriage --
it changes everything.

If you're not careful,

that could be you and Kira.

Huh.

Here are the other
volumes you wanted.

Thank you, Solbor.
You may go now.

Eminence

I must inform you
that the archivists are very...

You heard the Kai.

Leave us.

They're wondering why

you need to consult so
many of these dark texts.

You may tell them that their Kai
works for the good of Bajor.

Now leave me.
I have work to do.

Why are you still here?

What would you like me to do?

Go away.

I don't understand.

I must concentrate.

But, Your Eminence...

Not another word.

Very well.

They're beautiful.

Then you forgive me?

Uh, that depends.

Have you talked to Bajoran
Freight and Shipping?

You're back on the active list.

Then I forgive you.

But, from here on in...

I'm not to interfere with your
work unless you tell me to.

Or it's absolutely necessary.

I'm just joking.

You'd better be.

What's that for?

The flowers.

And for being big enough
to admit when you're wrong.

Ah, that must be Quark
with the necklace.

The necklace?

Just in case
the flowers didn't work.

Ben,

the Breen have launched a
counteroffensive against our forces

in the Chin'toka system.

Have they broken through?

In two places.

When do I leave?

This is bad... very bad.

You say that every time we take
the Defiant into battle.

Impulse manifold
purged and clear.

If we lose the Chin'toka system,

we lose our only foothold
in the Dominion territory.

I think that qualifies as bad.

Well, we haven't lost it yet.

Initiating impulse
pre-start sequence.

Microfusion generators on line.

But the Breen, they
seem unstoppable.

First Earth, now Chin'toka?

Ensign, no one is unstoppable.

Collimate the nadion emitters.

Collimation sequence
in progress.

What more can I say, Miles,
but I'm sorry?

Dilithium matrix
is aligned and calibrated.

Just be a bit more careful.

That's all I ask.

Opening antimatter
injector ports.

Trouble in paradise?

It was nothing.

Emergency life-support
and damage control systems

standing by.

I wouldn't call it nothing.

Autonomous guidance system
initialized and active.

He lost Travis.

Hmm. Sounds serious.

Verify astrometric database.

Miles built this Alamo model

replete with small figures.

Quite spectacular, actually.

Datasets loaded and verified.

Anyway, he was showing it to me
in Quark's when we--

rather, I -- accidentally
misplaced Colonel Travis.

Phaser safeties engaged.

Can't you make another one?

What, so he can lose it again?

Field stabilizers on line.

Well, that's what happens
when you share your toys.

Synchronizing warp plasma flow.

It's not a toy.

It's a model built to scale.

He really did a fantastic job.

Nacelles holding
at pre-warp threshold.

Miles, look...

He plays with toys.

It's a model.

With little figures.

Captain on the Bridge!

Commander.

Weapons array is on line.

Phasers are fully charged.

Quantum torpedo launchers
are loaded and standing by.

Colonel, set a course
to rendezvous

with the Federation
Assault Fleet.

Course set.

Take us out.

Airlocks are sealed.

Releasing docking clamps.

Where are you going with those?

I'm returning these
books to the Archives.

On whose authority?

I believe her
Eminence has finished.

Put them back.

How dare you use
that tone with me...

I'll put them back.

Wake up, my love.

There's work to be done.

Oh, Anjohl.

I must have dozed off.

You're tired.

It's understandable.

I haven't made much progress.

You'll find the answers
we're looking for.

It's just a matter of time.

Oh, I'm so glad you're here.

Hmm.

I'll see that you're
brought something to eat.

Hmm?

According to the latest
battle reports,

it looks as if the Dominion
is going to retake Chin'toka.

A few months ago,

the thought of the Federation
being driven from Cardassian soil

would've been a cause
for celebration,

but the Dominion victories
are no longer our victories.

Now, are our troops in position?

They're awaiting your command.

Excellent.

We attack in seven hours.

We're going to lose
many fine soldiers.

At least they'll be dying
for Cardassia

and not the Dominion.

The Federation reinforcements

are approaching Chin'toka.

The more of them, the better.

Founder, it concerns me

to have you this
close to the front.

You're concern is noted.

But this is one battle
I intend to see firsthand.

Yes.

It should be most gratifying.

Romulan
attack wings three and nine

have reached the line
of deployment.

Federation fighter squadrons

seven and ten,
break into sections

and stand by to begin
reconnaissance sweep.

Lead units
assume attack positions.

Advance to contact.

Sir, they've locked weapons
on us.

All auxiliary power
to forward shields.

Colonel, attack pattern delta.

Aye, sir.

Mr. Worf, quantum torpedoes.

Target locked.

Fire.

Target locked.

Launchers one
and two standing by.

Fire.

What the hell is...?!

We've lost power to the helm.

The com's out.

So are weapons.

Primary computer systems
are off-line.

Manual controls are frozen.

Chief.

I can't get anything
back on line.

Somehow, they're draining
all our power.

The fire-suppression
system's off-line!

Use the manual extinguishers.

I'm on it.

We're venting plasma coolant

from over eight
separate EPS ruptures.

The air's becoming toxic,
Captain.

Sir, the ablative armor
is starting to buckle.

We have hull breaches
on Decks 3 and 4.

Without power
for the emergency force fields

there's no way to seal them.

Abandon ship.

You heard me.

Everyone get to the escape pods.
Now.

Captain...

She's a fine ship.

No one will argue with that.

But like you say,
it's time to go.

Poor Captain Sisko.

I believe he was quite fond
of that ship.

Founder, I'm happy to report

that the Chin'toka system
is ours once again.

A step in the right direction.

Send my compliments
to the Breen.

I'm certain
that will please them greatly.

Really?

I have no idea what
would please the Breen,

nor do I care,

as long as they fight and win.

I will not tolerate
defeat any longer.

Nor will I.

All those escape pods...

so small... so vulnerable.

I'll order their destruction
immediately.

No.

Let them return
to the Federation.

Those pods are filled with
frightened, demoralized troops.

Troops that will spread fear
throughout the Federation

with tales
of what happened here today.

The Founder is wise.

There...

now, don't you feel better?

Much.

Thank you, Anjohl.

I'm here to serve
you any way I can.

Get away from her.

What?

Eminence, that man
is not Anjohl Tennan.

What are you talking about?

Anjohl Tennan
died nine years ago

in the labor camp at Batal.

I warned you not to trust him.

I had a sample
of his DNA sequenced.

He's not even a Bajoran.

He's a Cardassian.

We were brought
together for a cause.

A great cause.

Our destinies are linked.

Don't listen to him.

Look at him.

Don't you recognize the face

of your enemy?

It's Gul Dukat.

Oh, it can't be.

He lied to you...
used you.

It's not true.

I don't know why
you wanted to do this --

for what evil purpose --

but it's not going to work.

He doesn't understand, Adami.

He couldn't possibly understand
the love of the Pah-wraiths.

The love of the Pah-wraiths...

you're trying to release them.

That's why you wanted the text
of the Kosst Amojan.

Solbor, listen to me.

All I want is to bring about
the Restoration.

You've betrayed the Prophets.

You've betrayed us all.

Try to understand.

The Pah-wraiths --
they are the true gods.

You must be stopped.

Solbor... I beg you... no!

It'll be all right.

Don't touch me.

My life is over.

The Pah-wraiths sent you
to destroy me.

On the contrary,
they sent me to save you.

Lies.

Nothing but Cardassian lies.

And to think I let you touch me.

The book.

I must destroy it.

There!

You see?

The Pah-wraiths have judged you
and found you worthy.

Their secrets
are now your secrets

to do with as you please.

Take their gift and use it.

Seize the power
they're offering you.

What about Solbor?

I'll take care of the body.

The Defiant was the finest ship
I ever commanded.

There'll never be
another one like her.

It may take a while, Ben,

but I'll get you another ship,
I promise you that.

I just wish I knew
how we were going to neutralize

the Breen energy dissipaters.

We need to buy some time.

Time may be the one thing
we don't have.

Captain, we're monitoring

a transmission
from Cardassian space.

I think you're going
to find it interesting.

...and so two years ago

our government signed a treaty
with the Dominion.

In it, the Dominion
promised to extend

Cardassia's influence
throughout the Alpha Quadrant.

In exchange,
we pledged ourselves

to join the war
against the Federation

and its allies.

Cardassians have never
been afraid of war.

A fact we've proven time and
again over these past two years.

Seven million of our brave
soldiers have given their lives

to fulfill our part
of the agreement.

And what has the Dominion
done in return?

Nothing.

We've gained no new territories.

In fact, our influence throughout
the Quadrant has diminished.

And to make matters worse,

we are no longer masters
in our own home.

Travel anywhere in Cardassia
and what do you find?

Jem'Hadar... Vorta...
and now Breen.

Instead of the invaders,
we have become the invaded.

Our allies have conquered us
without firing a single shot.

Well, no longer.

This morning, detachments
of the Cardassian First

Third and Ninth Orders

attacked a Dominion outpost
on Rondac III.

This assault marks
the first step

toward the liberation
of our homeland...

Colonel, see if you can get
confirmation on that.

...from the true oppressors
of the Alpha Quadrant.

I call upon Cardassians
everywhere...

resist.

Resist today.

Resist tomorrow.

Resist till the last Dominion
soldier has been driven

from our soil.

It's confirmed.

Our cloning facility
on Rondac III

has been destroyed.

I could be the last Weyoun.

That's why he picked
that target.

I want Damar and the rest
of these traitors

found and eliminated.

I'll see to it immediately.

I don't care how many
Cardassians you have to kill.

Find Damar.

Is that clear?

I'm going to hold you to that.

Captain,

our listening posts have
confirmed the attack on Rondac.

Damar may have just bought
us some precious time...

if the Dominion doesn't
track him down too quickly.

We need to find a way
to help him.

Legate Damar may be the key
to saving the Alpha Quadrant.