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It's Dr Bashir, isn't it?
Of course it is.

- May I introduce myself?
- Yes, yes. Of course.

My name is Garak.
Cardassian by birth, obviously.

The only one of us left on this station,

so I do appreciate making new friends
whenever I can.

You are new to this station,
I believe?

I am, yes.

Though I understand
you've been here quite a while.

You know of me, then?

Would you care
for some Tarkalean tea?

What a thoughtful young man.
How nice that we've met!

Some people say
that you remained on DS9

as the eyes and ears
of your fellow Cardassians.

You don't say?

Doctor, you're not intimating

that I'm some sort of spy,
are you?

I wouldn't know, sir.

An open mind.
The essence of intellect.

As you may also know,
I have a clothing shop nearby.

If you should require any apparel
or simply wish, as I do,

for a bit of enjoyable company,

I'm at your disposal, Doctor.

You're very kind, Mr Garak.

It's just Garak.

Plain, simple Garak.

Now, good day to you, Doctor.

I'm so glad to have made

such an interesting new friend today.

You won't believe
who sat next to me in the replimat.

Pylon three will be shut down
for 48 hours.

The spy!

- Garak, the Cardassian.
- We don't know Garak's a spy, Doctor.

He is.
You should have heard him.

He introduced himself
and struck up conversation.

He was making contact with me
of all people.

What do you think he might want
from you, Julian?

I don't know.
Federation medical secrets?

- They're safe with me, Commander.
- I'm sure they are.

Chief O'Brien, you should place
a monitoring device on me.

Just in case...
he's up to something?

That won't be necessary.
Just be cautious.

We have a craft taking evasive action.

Cardassian war vessel in pursuit.

On screen.

That's Bajoran!

The Cardassian's firing
at a Bajoran ship in Bajoran space!

Mr O'Brien?

Confirmed.
They've crossed into Bajoran space.

Open a hailing frequency
to the Cardassians.

Cardassian vessel,
you are violating Bajoran space.

Break off your pursuit.
Repeat: break off now.

No reply from the Cardassians.
The Bajoran vessel is hailing us.

- Open the channel.
- Space station, do you read?

- 'Space station. '
- We can only get audio.

This is Benjamin Sisko,
Starfleet Commander of this station.

Who are you?
Why are they pursuing?

'Please! Repeating request
for emergency docking. Please! '

The ship is badly damaged.
Structural integrity is failing.

- He's breaking up.
- Get him out, Mr O'Brien.

Aye, sir.

Medical assistance to Ops.

My name is Tahna Los.
I request political asylum.

Kira?

Tahna Los. We fought together
in the underground.

- The Cardassians are hailing us.
- Now they want to talk.

- They're hopping mad.
- Open the channel, Mr O'Brien.

Federation Commander,
you have taken aboard a known criminal.

- You will turn him over to us.
- He has requested asylum.

- You have not granted it?
- I haven't decided yet.

He is Kohn-Ma! Not even the Bajorans
would grant his kind asylum.

He has committed heinous crimes
against the Cardassian people.

I demand you release him
to our custody.

I'll investigate the matter.
If you care to dock your vessel,

I'd like an explanation

for violating Bajoran space
and threatening a Federation facility.

We have made no threat
to your facility.

I stand corrected.
Sisko out.

The Major and I will be at the Infirmary.

I'd like to talk with this Tahna.

When Gul Danar comes in,

a few docking regulations

could keep him outside a while.

You're not considering handing Tahna
over to the Cardassians?

Were you part of this Kohn-Ma, Major?

If I had been, I would not be working

with the provisional government.

You'd be killing Cardassians or Bajorans

that the Kohn-Ma hold in contempt.

Didn't they assassinate

one of your First Ministers last month?

- I know Tahna.
- Is he Kohn-Ma?

Yes, but...

Get your priorities straight, Major.

I have no room for divided loyalties.

I won't have a Kohn-Ma terrorist

using this station as a shield for violence.

My priorities are straight, Commander.

My loyalties are to Bajor
and Bajor needs men like Tahna Los.

His war with the Cardassians
isn't over yet.

If Bajor is to rebuild
an independent society,

it will require the repatriation
of groups like the Kohn-Ma.

You have... We have
an opportunity here, Commander.

I hope you don't miss it.

How is he?

Second degree burns,
lacerations, a minor concussion.

Not much compared
to what he's been through before.

The most recent of these scars
is only two, perhaps three years old.

- Two and a half, actually.
- It's remarkable you've survived.

It's a Cardassian technique
designed to keep you alive.

I'm Commander Benjamin Sisko.
I have a few questions for you.

Commander Sisko hasn't decided
whether to grant you asylum yet, Tahna.

- Perhaps I should conduct this alone.
- Major?

I'm the liaison officer
to the Federation here.

Still fighting for Bajor in my own way.

I'll stop by later.

- What do you need to know, Commander?
- Why were they chasing you?

You want to hear my life story?

As a Kohn-Ma, you must have
committed serious acts against them.

Any one of a hundred that would lead
to a Cardassian death sentence.

Any of them since their withdrawal
from Bajor?

Frankly, yes.

Why would you continue the violence
against them now?

To be honest,
I'm not sure any more.

We're punishing them
for crimes committed against us

for over half a century,

but I've had enough of the killing.

He needs rest now.

Admiral, Commander Sisko
is being incredibly short-sighted.

He doesn't understand the issues.

Thank you for bringing this
to my attention, Major.

- I'll stay in touch with the situation.
- Thank you, Admiral.

The Cardassian warship has docked.

All procedural details are being observed,
no matter how long it takes.

Well done. I have research to do
on the Kohn-Ma before I see them.

I don't know much
about the Bajoran terrorists,

but you've never fought
the Cardassians.

You wouldn't want to turn any man
over to their tender care, sir.

You just wouldn't.

Subspace transmission
from Admiral Rollman, Commander.

In my office.

Ben, that Bajoran woman working for you
interrupted a meeting

to tell me she disapproves
of your handling of the asylum matter.

- You have a problem there, Commander.
- Yes, Admiral.

It's all right, you're safe.

Strange to run into each other here.

It's good to be with someone
who knows what it's like out there.

Wearing that uniform,
I thought you'd forgotten.

Never.

Working on the inside
hasn't dulled that old fire?

- Ask Sisko about that.
- Don't get along?

Oil and water.

- You're tired. I should go.
- Kira?

Will he give me to the Cardassians?

- Over my dead body.
- That's the Kira I remember.

If you require all vessels to endure
such lengthy docking procedures,

you'll have a lot of traffic out there.

I apologise. We're still repairing
the damage your forces did.

It does create unreasonable delays.

I accept your apology,
but not your explanation.

- What about Tahna Los?
- We've got a problem.

A diplomatic insult to the Cardassian
people would be a problem.

Delivering a wanted criminal to us
would not be.

In war,
both sides commit atrocities.

We are certain he plans to commit
more acts of terrorism.

He says that he has renounced
the Kohn-Ma

and wants to rebuild Bajor.

He has committed brutal acts
of destruction and murder

and must pay for those crimes.

I appreciate the Cardassian position,

but I know if a Bajoran freedom-fighter

is turned over to the Cardassians
by the Federation,

it would undermine everything
I'm trying to accomplish.

So, with apologies,

I'm going to grant him asylum.

Eventually,
he'll want to relocate to Bajor.

If you pursue the matter
with the provisional government,

that's your business.

How long since you've slept
in a comfortable bed?

I can adapt to that part very quickly,
thank you.

I'm glad you're here.
We need you, Tahna.

I don't think the Federation
has any use for my particular talents.

I mean Bajor needs you.

If you had the impression
that I'm a Federation officer...

You're under Sisko's command.

That's something I could never adapt to.

Someone has to co-ordinate relations

between the Federation
and the provisional government.

Why?
Why should they be here at all?

What right does the provisional
government have to bring them here?

After all we fought for, Kira!

Freedom from domination,
true independence.

No outsiders. No Cardassians
and no Federations.

Things have changed, Tahna.
With the discovery of the wormhole...

Yes, the wormhole.

I don't want the Federation here either,

but they are serving a purpose
for the time being.

Without the Federation,

the Cardassians would take control
of the wormhole.

The wormhole is the future of Bajor.

It's bringing ships and commerce,

making us a power in the quadrant.

I don't want to be a power.
I want Bajor for Bajorans.

- I want our homeland back.
- We have it back.

As we grow stronger,
we'll defend it ourselves.

We won't need the Federation.
I know it's difficult to see.

After all we've been through,
we want it all now.

But with people like you
leading the way...

You have adapted, haven't you?

Tahna, I've put myself on the line
for you here.

You are finished with the Kohn-Ma?

Yes. Yes, I am finished
with the Kohn-Ma.

I've been talking with government
ministers about amnesty.

For you and any Kohn-Ma member
who follows you.

There are some who might,
if there were assurances.

I'm working on it, Tahna.
I'll find a way to make it happen.

- What?
- Sir, we've had a little problem.

These two women are just arriving.

They objected to giving up their weapons.

Klingons do not surrender their weapons.

- Who are you?
- We are Lursa and B'Etor.

- Of the house of Duras.
- We have specific regulations.

Leave the weapons
or leave the station. Your choice.

- Please make it now.
- Who are you?

I'm the one giving you the choice.

Welcome to DS9.

We have some new guests.
A couple of Klingon sisters

from the Duras Family.

- Lursa and B'Etor.
- You know them, then.

They tried to grab control
of the Klingon High Council,

started a brief civil war.
They've been out of sight since then.

I ran a check. The Klingons
have them listed as renegades.

We've heard they're trying
to raise capital to rebuild their armies.

- What are they doing here?
- Sitting.

They went straight to Quark's,
but not for the gambling.

And certainly not for the food.
They're just sitting.

I don't like it.

Why don't I lock them up and call
the Klingons to come get them?

If they're enemies
of the Klingon High Council...

They haven't broken any laws here.

You can't just throw them in jail.

Cardassian rule
may have been oppressive,

but at least it was simple.

- Keep an eye on them.
- As you wish, Commander.

How are you this evening, Mr Garak?
Excuse me.

Just plain, simple Garak,
you said.

Plain and simple.
Join me, Doctor.

Enhance my evening.

Keeping an eye on the ebb and flow
of things?

As a clothier,
I have a keen interest

in what the population is wearing.

Klingons have an odd sense of style,
don't you agree?

- Yes, they do.
- But intriguing.

I would say that those two outfits

are worth studying closely.

Look.

- Where's the payment?
- It's on its way.

That was not the arrangement.

I couldn't get it.
I barely got past the Cardassians.

- Your safety is not our concern.
- Your gold is.

- It will be available tomorrow.
- Good.

Because if we have made this trip
for nothing,

you will have made a fatal mistake.

I've arranged a hearing
of the Ministers' Court.

I have two ministers
ready to vote for amnesty.

I'm sure another will fall in line.

Tahna says two more of the Kohn-Ma
are willing to follow him

if you'll guarantee their safety.

Done.

I have to say this, Commander.

When we first talked
I wasn't sure you...

This wouldn't have been possible
without your support.

It's appreciated.

Be sure to mention it the next time
you chat with Admiral Rollman.

Sir.

Go over my head again
and I'll have yours on a platter.

So, Constable.
News about our Klingon sisters?

They seem to make friends easily.

Our reformed Kohn-Ma, for example.

Tahna with Lursa and B'Etor?

He's paying them for something.
I don't know what.

The gold is on its way.

Two members of the Kohn-Ma
may be bringing it.

How do you know that?

Major Kira mentioned
that they were on their way.

- Do you want her to know about this?
- Not quite yet.

You are the clothier, Garak?

At your service, madam.

May I show you some
of our latest fashions?

Perhaps some silk lingerie
from Kraus IV?

Watch your tongue, Cardassian.
Or I'll rip it out and eat it.

I meant no offence.

I have few Klingon patrons.

Is there something you wish to buy?

We are not here to buy.
We are here to sell.

We understand you still represent
Cardassian interests here.

I am only a simple clothing merchant.

We have no time for your games.

Do you want Tahna Los or not?

Can you deliver the Bajoran
to Cardassian authorities?

- What is he worth to them?
- In gold-pressed latinum.

- You insult us!
- Ladies, please.

Everything is negotiable.
I am no more than what I seem to be:

a merchant trying to make
the best transaction.

So... let us haggle.

- Yes?

I have the third minister's vote.
The hearing is a formality.

You are going to receive amnesty.

I never realised you were
such an accomplished politician.

Me? A politician?
No, I don't think so.

You manipulate Sisko and the Federation,
government ministers.

I'm just determined. They simply get
tired of hearing my voice.

And we expected to find

that Kira Nerys had lost
the fire in her heart.

What are you talking about?

You knew I was here
before you even came.

- Tahna, I trusted you.
- I am Kohn-Ma.

I fight for the freedom of Bajor.
You once fought for it.

- I'm still fighting.
- Stop deluding yourself!

You say you don't believe
in the Federation

or the government.
You're their dance instructor.

- That's not fair.
- Don't be naive, Major!

I don't want the Federation here...

Once you're in bed with the Federation,
you won't be able to get out.

If you expect me to commit violence
against the Federation...

No. The violence is over.
That is the truth.

No one will get hurt,
I promise you that.

- But I do need your help.
- You already lied to me, Tahna.

We need a small ship
capable of warp speed.

I gambled that I could convince you
to get it for us.

What is this peaceful plan?

In one move, non-violently,

we accomplish everything
both of us has ever wanted for Bajor.

How?

I know the game, too.
You know I cannot risk telling you that.

How do you know
I won't go straight to Sisko?

If you do, we'll both know
where your loyalties are, won't we?

Plain, simple Garak.
How are you today?

- Being observant, Doctor.
- I'm sure of it.

There's a time for levity

and a time for genuine concern.

The arrival on this station, for instance,

of those two Kohn-Ma terrorists.

Terrorists?

What are they doing here?

I'm not exactly sure.

But together, we might have
some success at finding out.

I'm a doctor...

Once you have
the appropriate answer,

I'm sure you'll know
what to do with it.

I must be getting along.

Doctor, I think it's time for you
to take advantage of my shop.

If you'll be there
at exactly 20:55 hours tonight,

I promise to show you a suit
that will make you into a new man.

We're talking about terrorists
and you want me to buy a new suit?

Doctor, am I making myself clear?

I want you to buy a new suit tonight
at 20:55. Exactly.

Yes, I see.

If you'll excuse me.

A suit?

- Major?
- Commander?

I'd like to meet the two Kohn-Ma
who just arrived.

- I'll arrange it.
- How do they seem to you?

Sir?

Do you feel as secure about them
as you do about Tahna Los?

- Absolutely.
- Commander Sisko.

- I need some guidance.
- Yes, Doctor.

It's about Garak, the Cardassian.

I'm afraid this relationship
has gotten out of hand.

He wants me to buy a suit.

- A suit?
- At exactly 20:55 tonight.

- Why 20:55?
- It's about the two Bajoran terrorists.

He says that together we might discover
what they're doing here.

Why involve me?

Sometimes communications
can't be conducted officially.

They may be telling us
we have a common enemy.

- What do you want me to do?
- You could use a new suit.

- Busy?
- What can I do for you?

Are the security measures in place
for the trip to the Ministers' Court?

I said they'd be taken care of.

Fine.

You know, there's one thing
about you humanoids

- I can't imitate very well.
- What's that?

Pretence.
There's a special talent to it.

It's as hard for me
as creating one of your noses.

Maybe that's why I respect
your opinion, Constable.

Never any pretence.

How much do you know about me,
Odo?

More than you probably realise.

I've done some things
I'm not proud of.

I still have nightmares about the raids
on the Haru Outposts,

but at least I was sure
about what I was doing then.

And... there's something
you're not sure of now.

You have no more love
for the Federation than I.

Meaning?

Maybe there are still wars to be fought

and I'm making a fool of myself here.

It sounds like you're trying
to talk yourself into something.

Or out of something.

Either way,
I have to betray someone.

The important thing
is not to betray yourself.

How could I turn against
my own people?

- Are they? Your own people?
- They're no different than I used to be.

Used to be.

I could just refuse to help them.
Ignore the whole thing.

The Joranian ostrich hides
by sticking its head under water.

Sometimes even until it drowns.

They'd find a way to do
whatever they want to do anyway

and I'd feel responsible
for the consequences.

It was easier
when I knew who the enemy was.

- Odo to Sisko.
- 'Go ahead. '

There's someone in security
who wants to talk to you, Commander.

Come in quickly, Doctor.
You're late. It's 20:57.

Try this on as many times
as you like,

and stay very, very quiet.

Ah, right on time. Welcome.

Save your welcome, Cardassian.

Do your people want
the Bajoran or not?

I can now venture to say,
with some certainty,

that you will receive the agreed-upon
payment on delivery.

We will complete our business
with Tahna Los in four hours.

- What business might that be?
- That is not your concern.

If it requires that those I represent
must take extra precautions,

it becomes my concern.

We will deliver him
a cylinder of bilitrium.

The rendezvous will be on the dark side
of Bajor Vlll's lower moon.

The Cardassians can have him then.

What's bilitrium?

A rare crystalline element that can be
a powerful source of energy.

Provided, of course,
one has an anti-matter converter.

That's why Cardassians were chasing
Tahna Los when he arrived.

- He stole one.
- But if he's got both...

Quite right, Doctor.
He has the ingredients for a bomb.

A bomb of significant
destructive capability.

We have nothing to hold them on.

Conspiracy is a crime.

We don't know what their plan is.

Once the switch
with the Klingons is made,

they'll have the components to a bomb.
That's evidence enough.

He's right.
We have to give them the runabout.

- Agreed.
- I have to be on it.

Not agreed, Major.

Tahna doesn't trust me.
If I stay behind, he won't do this.

The way to convince him
is if I'm on board.

If Tahna fails,
I promise you others will try.

This way, you can find out
what they're up to.

Mr O'Brien,
you and I will take a runabout

behind the second moon of Bajor Vlll.

Dax, stay in touch with us
on a secured channel.

Keep an eye on the Cardassians.

They'll be coming to the party, too.

You get him there, Major.
We'll be waiting.

- They're moving into the runabout.
- DS9 to Ganges.

They're in the Yangtzee Kiang,
initialising systems.

Understood, Lieutenant.
Shut down main power systems.

Dead quiet.

Bajor Vlll in 1 20,000 kilometres.

Dropping to impulse.

What is that?

An anti-matter converter.

I'm transferring power
into the storage cells.

Klingon Bird of Prey decloaking
dead ahead.

We're here to meet them.

- Klingons? Why?
- You'll know soon enough.

- They've powered up their transporters.
- Prepare to go to full impulse.

1 3 kilograms of gold-pressed latinum,
as promised.

This is yours.

- What is it?
- Bajoran independence.

Bird of Prey is moving off and cloaking.

- Set up an intercept course.
- Intercept in one minute, 1 2 seconds.

DS9 to Ganges.

The Cardassian warship
is crossing the border

on an intercept course
with the Yangtzee Kiang.

They'll enter Bajoran space
in 29 seconds.

Acknowledged.

The Yangtzee
should be picking us up now.

- What is that?
- Another runabout.

They must've been waiting for us here.
How did they know?

Cardassian warship three minutes away.

The Klingons must have sold us out.

- Prepare to engage warp engines.
- There's nowhere to run.

We don't have to go far.

I should have known.
Set the course for DS9.

If you don't, I'll explode the bomb

and destroy all six colonies
on Bajor Vlll.

You would kill your own people?

The question is whether you would kill
them by refusing to set the course.

- They've gone to warp.
- Follow them.

Ganges to Yangtzee Kiang.
Drop out of warp or we will open fire.

'Reduce power immediately
or we will open fire. '

I doubt he'll shoot with his Major
on board. But just in case...

This is the Kohn-Ma.

'There is an armed explosive device
on board this ship. '

Fire on us
and you will detonate it.

If the device goes off,
they'll spread radiation

across the system.

He's headed back to the station.

This is the Federation vessel Ganges
to the Cardassian warship Aldara.

So we're finally allies, Commander.

Gul Danar,
the runabout Yangtzee Kiang

is carrying a bilitrium device.

Can you intercept it?

Our time to intercept
is two minutes, 1 4 seconds.

A minute too late.

If I may take this opportunity
to say that I warned you...

- Can we get them in a tractor beam?
- Not at these speeds.

They have 27 seconds on us.
We may have to shoot them down.

Ready photons, Chief. We'll fire
as soon as they slow to impulse.

1 00,000 kilometres to DS9.

This is your idea
of a non-violent solution?

There are Bajoran civilians
aboard the station.

No one's going to be hurt, Kira.

Adjust your course to take us
past the mouth of the wormhole.

The wormhole?
It's not the space station you're after.

You can't destroy the wormhole
with that device.

I don't have to destroy it,
just collapse the entrance.

You're only hurting Bajor
by doing this, Tahna.

No more wormhole,
no more Federation or Cardassians.

Or anyone.

Drop out of warp. Now!

They're going into the wormhole!

Damn you!

Sisko to Kira.
Are you all right, Major?

No, she's not all right.

If you want her alive,
you'll do as I say.

Listen carefully, Tahna.
You can either surrender now to me

or wait for the Cardassian warship

and I can let them deal with you
this time. Your choice.

There'll be no further resistance,
Commander.

Tahna, the old ways
don't work any more.

Everything is different now.

I had to do this.
One day you'll understand.

Traitor.