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Last time on Deep Space Nine...

This is the emblem of
the Alliance for Global Unity.

They call themselves the Circle.

What gives them the right
to mess up our station?

They're an extremist faction

who believe in Bajor
for the Bajorans.

I can't loan you
a Starfleet runabout

without knowing
where you plan on taking it.

To Cardassia IV

to rescue
a Bajoran prisoner of war.

Come on, we have a ship waiting.

What if I told you
that I knew someone

who could bring stability
to Bajor?

Someone who could
unite the factions

and give us a chance
to do our job.

But Bajor doesn't need a man.

It needs a symbol

and that's what you are.

The Navarch needed to return
here to assume his new post.

He's been made the Bajoran
Liaison Officer to Deep Space 9.

I already have
a Liaison Officer.

Not anymore, you don't.

Major Kira is no longer
assigned to this post.

She's been recalled to Bajor.

It's over, everything.

Bajor, the provisional government,
the Federation being here -- all of it.

We gotta leave.

The provisional government
will stand only if the military

supports it.

We are all patriots, Commander.

I am the Circle, Major.

How can you betray
your own government?

The Circle's being supplied
by the Cardassians.

What?

I... borrowed the proof.

It's got a gul's
thumb scan on it.

The Circle hates
the Cardassians.

They don't know it
is the Cardassians.

They think they've been buying
from Kressari traders.

Think of the prestige of having
the new leader of Bajor

being a member of your order.

If you are the new leader.

Commander, two assault
vessels are headed this way

on direct course from Bajor.

They've given all non-Bajorans
seven hours to evacuate.

And now, the conclusion.

Starfleet feels it has
no other choice.

The Federation is here
at the invitation

of the Bajoran
provisional government.

No more provisional government,
no more invitation.

Governments can break off
relations with an edict.

It's not so easy when it
comes down to our level, hmm?

Lieutenant Bilecki here

is engaged to a young
man from Bajor.

Ensign Kelly.

Ensign Kelly's daughter worked
together with a young Bajoran girl

on a prize-winning
science fair project.

All of us who have served
on the station for the past year

have made Bajoran friends.

We've come to care about
what happens to these people.

I know I do.

So I've decided to stay.

Just to make sure

the evacuation
is conducted properly.

You'll need someone to
oversee the inventory process, sir.

Packing away
all my medical supplies

could take, uh, quite
a while, Commander.

Before you volunteer too quickly,

understand
what you're getting into.

We'll be trying to delay
the takeover of the station

as long as possible.

Hopefully, as long as it takes

to expose the Cardassians'
involvement in all of this.

It won't be easy.

The Bajoran assault forces
have been told

that the Federation
is their blood enemy.

Jaro and the Circle
would love nothing more

than to have my head, and yours

and present them
to the Chamber of Ministers.

This is your last chance
to leave here in one piece.

Some of you have families.

Some are
on temporary assignment.

I wouldn't blame anyone for
getting out now while you can.

I mean that.

Anyone who wants to evacuate
is dismissed.

Non-Bajorans won't be safe here.

Our families, children,
have to be evacuated.

I'm sure many of the Bajorans
who have worked with us

will want to leave, too.

There is a lot to get done.

The assault vessels will be here
in less than five hours.

Dismissed.

Hundreds of people to evacuate

and only three tiny
runabouts available.

Do you know what that means?

It... it means...

Well, a lot of people
will be left behind.

Tragic. Yes, brother.

Your compassion
never ceases to amaze me.

It means we're going
to make a fortune.

We are?

People will pay anything
for a seat on those ships.

You can't make me...

Well, I won't sell my seat.

- Rom.
- No!

I won't stay and be killed
just to fill your pockets.

Rom, do you actually believe

that I would sacrifice
my own brother's life...

for personal profit?

It would have to be
the deal of a lifetime.

Yes, my lifetime.

Listen to me.

We're both going to escape...

but our bags will be filled

with all the gold-pressed
latinum we can carry.

Nog!

I've been looking
all over for you.

- What ship you on?
- Rio Grande.

I'm on the Ganges.

Oh. Well, it'll be okay.

We'll see each other at the
Hanolan colony in a few days.

That's not where I'm going.

But my dad told me...

My ship's going
to the Korat system.

I guess that's where they're
taking all the Starfleet families.

Well, this will be
over in no time.

We'll be back in school
driving Mrs. O'Brien crazy

in a few days.

Just when I think
I've found a new home,

made a new friend,

it always seems
like I got to leave.

Hey, hu-man...

Cut it out!

Has there ever been
one of your kind

and one of my kind
who were better friends?

Never.

And if our fathers
couldn't break us up

no stupid coupe day... coupe...

Coup d'état.
It's French.

Well, no stupid
French thing will, either.

We'll see each other again soon.

That's a promise.

Mr. Sisko, Nog --

this is no time
to be fooling about.

Get yourselves to wherever
you're supposed to be.

Is that everything?

Sure.

Oh, Keiko, please.
Don't go like this.

Like what?

I don't have any choice.

Don't you?

- He needs me.
- We don't?

We can't just let the Cardies
have the wormhole.

They could have the whole
Gamma Quadrant for all I care.

Miles...

come with us.

Where are we going?

On a ride, sweetheart.

Are you coming, too, Daddy?

Soon, baby.

I'll come as soon as I can.

I'll walk you to the airlock.

I've scanned every
subspace communication window

to find a frequency to Bajor.

They've got them
completely jammed.

Then we have no choice.

We'll have to take the proof
to the Chamber of Ministers.

Jaro's forces will be scanning
for any incoming vessels.

A runabout could handle
a Bajoran patrol.

Unfortunately,
I don't have one to give you.

The Lunar V base?

You think there's still
a ship there?

We managed to get a few
subimpulse raiders underground

before the Cardassians hit us,
but that was ten years ago.

Could one
of the evacuation vessels

take a detour and drop me off?

What if you get there
and those raiders won't fly?

Then I'll have to wait
until I hear from you, I guess.

You may have to wait
a long time.

Dax...

do any of your former
hosts have experience

with subimpulse
thruster configurations?

Yes. Tobin Dax.

Tobin? I don't think
I've heard about this one.

My second host.

Barely a sex life,
and no imagination,

but he knew phase coil inverters
like no one else.

Major Kira could use
his experience today.

I have no time
for this foolishness.

I still have to pack.

What's the problem?

He's been brokering seats
on the evacuation vessels.

Where did you get more seats?

Everybody always asks the brokers
where they get their extra seats.

And all I can say
is it's my business

to find preferred seating
for a select list of clients...

I have got more than 200 people

who want to get
off this station.

Where did you get more seats?!

A few trades.

A person here or there who
changed his mind about leaving

at the sight
of a reasonable stipend.

Bashir to Commander Sisko.

Go ahead.

We're having a bit of a panic
at the airlock, sir.

Far more passengers than we
can handle have shown up

and they all claim to have made
arrangements to leave.

I might have overbooked,
slightly.

On my way.

It's an accepted
Ferengi transit practice.

I feel perfectly justified.

I have complete faith

in Commander Sisko's ability
to straighten this out.

I'll pass that on.

He'll be so pleased to know
that he has your confidence.

As I'm no longer needed,

my brother is waiting for me
on the ship.

Hey, Odo.

You'll miss me.

You know you will.
Say it.

I'll miss you, Quark.

You said it!

I'll miss the aggravation the
petty theft, the bad manners...

Odo... take care of yourself.

Don't you understand?!

There isn't room for everyone.

We have to get our families,
our children

and non-Bajorans...

Where are you running to?!

This is Bajor.

We are Bajorans.

We fought a war
to regain our homeland.

How can you abandon it
like frightened Cardassian vole?

These ships are for our guests

who must leave because it is
no longer safe for them here.

However, we are Bajorans...

and I say that we stay
and we solve our own problems.

Together.

Are you willing to join me?

As soon as the passenger
lists are confirmed,

get these ships out of here.

They're almost ready to go, sir.

The Rio Grande is full
and so is the Orinoco.

- Get them launched.
- Aye, sir.

Are you ready?

I've been thinking.

I really think it'd
be better if I stayed.

Look, I just don't want
anything to happen to you.

That makes two of us.

What's this?

A letter I wrote you.

A letter?

Just some things.

I'll read it as soon
as I get on the ship.

Wait a while.

I'll see you in
a couple of weeks.

That's everyone, sir.

Sisko to Ganges.

Proceed with launch.

Acknowledged.

Good luck, Commander.
Kira out.

No! No!

Wait!

My ship... the Rio Grande...

my brother's on it.

He's got my ticket.

That ship was full, sir.
I checked the list myself.

Quark's name wasn't on it.

His brother Rom did go aboard,
but he was with a dabo girl.

A dabo girl?

What?

Looks like he sold your seat.

No...

No, you don't understand.

You don't understand!

I can't stay here!

I'll be hung.

Call the ships back!

I'll pay anyone

five bars of gold-pressed
latinum for a seat!

Ten bars.

Twenty.

Clear.

No resistance at all.

Minister Jaro's prediction
was correct.

The Federation has tucked
its tail between its legs.

Where are the Bajoran officers
who worked with Starfleet?

Where is Li Nalas?

Perhaps they knew this old
station could never withstand a siege

and they abandoned it
with Starfleet.

The most strategic position
in the entire sector --

at the mouth of the wormhole.

Hmm.

Had I been Federation Commander,

I would not have abandoned it
so easily.

Can you believe, a year
ago, I was living in a camp like this?

Only not quite so nice.

Have I mentioned

how allergic Trills are
to insect bites?

Really?

Well, the biochemical
connections

between host and symbiont
can't tolerate the... oh!

Whoa! What's that?
Is that a spider or a dog?

Palukoo.

The Bajoran moons
are full of them.

Oh, I suppose you used
to make them your pets

and, uh, sing songs about them
around the campfire.

No. We used
to eat them.

There it is.

Are you sure this thing
is supposed to fly?

Oh, I've been in a lot worse.

I guess the Bajoran resistance
must have had a lot of short pilots.

Ha, no, just short engineers.

They were always building
these things without thinking.

Encouraging.

Just bend your knees.
You'll fit.

Now, the real trick will be to fire
up these thrusters after all this time.

It was hard enough to get them going
when they were being used every day.

We'll get them fired up.

You don't have
to worry about that.

Oh, you're sure, huh?

Yep.

I have no intention of getting
stuck here eating palukoos.

We should inform Minister Jaro
of our success immediately.

You're too eager to
receive his plaudits, Colonel.

What's the status
of the internal security net?

Completely disabled, General.

Scan the Operations Center
for organic material.

Organic?

The station's Security Chief
is apparently missing.

The shape-shifter.

It's possible he left
with the evacuation ships

or perhaps there's
something more here

than meets the eye.

Yes, sir.

Scan six times an hour
at random intervals.

Minister Jaro on subspace, sir.

Minister, I'm pleased
to inform you

that we've encountered
no resistance so far.

Good news. Then
the Federation has withdrawn.

We monitored the evacuation of
three vessels several hours ago.

When I announce that we've
secured the station

it will certainly impact...

Minister, I urge caution.

The battle for this station
hasn't even begun yet.

Do you expect the enemy
to return, General?

I'm not convinced
they ever left.

The internal security net
has been sabotaged.

We have no way of tracking the
movements of anyone on board

which suggests
someone didn't want

to be that easily found.

- Kira?
- Perhaps.

She is unaccounted for.

So, too, is Security Chief Odo.

- So is Li Nalas.
- You're right.

Li Nalas would have never
abandoned Bajor.

He must still be there.

Let me reemphasize that you are
to take every necessary step

to keep Li Nalas alive.

Dead, he's a martyr.

Alive, he seals our victory.

Understood.

Once you have him,

Li will see the wisdom
of giving you his support.

I'll offer him anything he wants
to make sure he does --

short of becoming the
next Kai, of course.

You have a unique ability
to build a consensus, Essa.

Bajor has been waiting
for a leader like you.

Leaders like us.

If I am so favored
by the Vedek Assembly.

You don't have
to worry about that.

26 hours after I'm
sworn into office

I'll direct the Vedek Assembly
to elect you Kai.

Together, we will rebuild Bajor.

You got it!

Don't turn the engines off.

We'll never get them
started again.

Let's go.

Thank you, Tobin.

Dax, come on.

Oh, the hell with it.

If it's going to fly,
it's going to fly.

Problem?

No, everything's wonderful.

Ow!

The knees.

Oh, listen to that sound.

That sure brings back
some memories.

How did you ever win a war
in these things?

We were the insects, Lieutenant.

The Cardassians were
just as allergic as Trills.

Is the proximity system working?

I think so.

All right, let's see
if we can get out of here

without bouncing off any walls.

You're playing
right into their hands.

If you're so convinced
they're still here

how can you sit
and wait for them to attack?

They have no interest
in attacking.

What makes you so sure?

Because I understand
military tactics.

They are vastly outnumbered.

If we divide our forces...

The primary sensor array
was sabotaged, sir.

As soon as we tested it,
the sub-net shorted out.

You can let your engineers

play with the machines.

I'm sending out search parties.

Eat hearty.

The replicators crash
in 16 minutes.

This will have to last a while.

Combat rations, Chief?

Couldn't you have replicated
something a little more palatable?

You don't like combat rations?

A French onion soup
would have really been nice.

Miracle of science,
these little combat rations.

Timed-release formula
of all the nutrients

the body needs for three days.

I love 'em.

The only thing I miss
about the Cardassian front.

Sisko to all units.

You can thank Chief of
Operations Miles O'Brien

for your repast this afternoon.

Oh, you haven't made
any friends here, Chief.

Or should I say chef?

Julian!

Well, I would have expected you
of all people

to appreciate the nutritional
value of combat rations.

Actually, when I was
in med school,

I designed
an incredible candy bar

which was far superior
in food value.

Am I the only one that
doesn't think this is funny?

- Odo to Sisko.
- Go ahead.

Stand by.
There's a patrol approaching.

I'll get back to you
in a minute.

A five-man unit is about to
begin a search of the cargo deck.

That puts them closest to me,
Commander.

Stand by, Doctor.

Maybe we should send
someone with a little more experience.

Someone who can
run the show, like Li.

No, I need him here with us.

Doctor, move your unit
to Cargo Bay 6.

You know what to do.

And let me reemphasize --

use deadly force
only if absolutely necessary.

Aye, sir.
We're on our way.

Happy hunting.

I wouldn't
get too close to that.

It's thorium isotope.

Prolonged exposure could
have very nasty consequences.

Bashir to Sisko.

Go ahead.

Mission accomplished.

We have our first five
prisoners of war.

Preparing to establish
a high-altitude orbit of Bajor.

Navigational sensors
aren't functioning.

- No problem.
- No problem?

Big problem.
Without navigational sensors...

We'll have to fly
by the seat of our pants.

Great.
Seat-of-the-pants technology.

You Starfleet types are too
dependent on gadgets and gizmos.

You lose your natural instincts
for survival.

My natural instincts
for survival told me

not to climb aboard this thing.

I'd say they were
functioning pretty well.

I know the terrain of Bajor.

We ought to be able to
recognize a landing site...

What the hell was that?

I have no idea.

None of the sensors
are functioning.

Someone's firing at us.

Initiating evasive maneuvers.

I'm reading the EM signature
of an impulse engine.

Let's see
what we're dealing with.

Welcoming committee from Jaro.

- We'll never outrun them in this.
- You're right.

We'll have to even the match.

And how do you intend
to do that?

New playing field.

I'm taking us down
into the atmosphere.

They won't be able to use their
impulse engines down there.

If they want a fight,

they'll have to fight
on our terms.

Come on.

Get down.

O'Brien to Sisko.

Go ahead.

They've got us
pinned down in here.

On our way, Chief.

Now.

All right, they've
gone to thrusters.

That evens things up a little.

If you consider
two against one even.

There is one problem.

One?

- The guys flying those ships?
- Yeah?

Used to be the guys
flying these ships.

Test the phaser banks.

- Full power.
- Good.

Uh, not so good.
Phaser locks are dead.

- There's no way to aim.
- Sure, there is!

I know. I know.
Seat of the pants.

With your eyes, Lieutenant,
not your pants.

Just point at them and fire!

You fly, I'll shoot.

Hang on.

Where the hell's the other one?

I think we found him.

Thruster power's falling.

They must have hit
a plasma conduit.

- Got any fire gear?
- Check under the seat.

I think I got something.

Got it.

That's it?

That's it.

Might as well jettison
the plasma tank.

Thrusters are gone.

Plasma tank ejected.

Can you see any openings
where we can put down?

Six kilometers ahead
at 2 O'clock.

- Uh, anything a little closer?
- How much closer?

How about right here?

Sir, up here.

One of the Ferengi's
holosuites is in use.

Don't try it.

Get their weapons.

This is
Commander Benjamin Sisko.

Please listen very carefully.

The Cardassians are supplying
the weapons for this coup.

Ridiculous.

No Bajoran would ever
accept help from them.

Jaro doesn't know.

The Cardassians are using
the Kressari

to deliver the weapons
to the Circle.

That is a Federation lie!

The proof is on its way
to Bajor.

Once this evidence is
presented, the coup will end.

We don't want to fight you
or hurt anyone.

Your officers will be our
guests for a while.

I hope they won't mind
Starfleet combat rations.

Day, what the hell is going on?

I was taken prisoner.

The Federation
is behind all this.

Sisko spoke to me.

So, Commander,

you didn't abandon your post,
after all.

What did he say?

Nothing of consequence.

Why did he let you go?

I promised them amnesty --

a promise I have
no intention of keeping.

General, the security net
is back on line.

Scan for their
communication devices.

Not picking up a thing, sir.

Then they must be
in a shielded location.

The Cardassians used duranium
composite to shield all the conduits.

Then that's where we'll
find Commander Sisko.

They found the raider,
and they're spreading out.

We can't stay here.

I'll slow you down.

The only thing
that's important now

is to get the evidence to
the provisional government.

It would be a lot more
convincing if it comes from you.

No, the evidence
speaks for itself.

You have to leave me.

That's an order, Lieutenant.

The Federation officially
left Bajor yesterday.

You're no longer
my commanding officer.

- I can't walk.
- Yes, you can.

You are being a fool, Dax.

Don't talk to
your elders that way.

You two, check over there.

They couldn't have gotten far.

Odo to Sisko.

I hope you're not
still on level five.

No, we're on three. Why?

Because they're about to fill
the conduits

with anesthizine gas,
starting with level five.

Chief?

Well, it's a good idea.

Kind of thing
I might have come up with.

We better get out of here,
and soon.

We should have heard something
from Kira and Dax by now.

Well, if they didn't make it,

we're all fighting
for a lost cause here.

We still have
an ace in the hole.

Me?

Mr. O'Brien, get the units
ready to move out.

Aye, sir.

Jaro's plan depends
on the military's support.

Without it, the coup fails.

And you think
I can sway the generals.

Right now, there's only one
general I'm concerned with --

the one that's here.

He's picked the wrong side and
we've got to convince him of that.

Would you rather
follow a politician

or Bajor's greatest war hero?

I've done everything
I can to help.

I'd die for my people, but...

Sure, you would.

Dying gets you off the hook.

The question is

are you willing to live
for your people --

live the role
they want you to play?

That's what they need
from you right now.

Kira?

Kira, you're safe.

You're at the monastery.

I... the last thing
I remember...

The entire city
saw your ship go down.

The searchers who found you
are from my order.

- Dax?
- She's fine.

She's changing clothes.

We've got to get to
the Chamber of Ministers.

The Cardassians...

I know.
Lieutenant Dax told me.

Oh!

Careful.

Careful. You've just had
a broken hip mended.

How long have I been here?

- Six hours.
- Six hours.

We have to get out of here.

The Chamber of Minis...

Good, you're up.

Here, put this on.

Why are we...?

It's the only way we can get
into the Chamber of Ministers.

Members of religious orders
are the only ones

who can travel safely
in the streets.

I'm going to escort you.

No. No, we have to go
alone, Bareil.

I can't be responsible
for your safety.

Of course you can't

but I can be
responsible for yours.

- No...
- Please, don't argue.

- So, what do you think?
- Think?

The nose.

Oh... it's flattering.

I'm thinking of keeping it.

Quark, leave it.

I can't leave it.
It's all that I am.

My personal mementos...

my family album...

It's full of gold-pressed
latinum and you know it.

Who told you?

Your mother did
the day you were born.

Never make fun of
a Ferengi's mother!

Rule of Acquisition, Number 31.

Sisko to Bashir.
We're in position.

We're stationed
above Airlock 14, sir,

awaiting your signal.

You've got it.

Just make as much noise
as you can

before you surrender, Doctor.

We'll make them think there
are 200 of us instead of 20, sir.

Bashir out.

Twenty-one.

Come on.

Now!

Fine! Fine.

I'm coming.

Proceed with level three.

General, the enemy

has attacked our position
at Airlock 14.

They have attacked?

We must have flushed them out.

Seal all airlocks.

Lock all docking clamps.

This is Colonel Day.

All security units
to Airlock 14.

Let me see what's
going on down there.

Surveillance cameras
have been sabotaged.

How many of our men are
stationed by that airlock?

Four, sir.

Security to General Krim.

The enemy forces at Airlock 14
have surrendered.

We've taken several prisoners.

Bring their leaders to me
for questioning.

Aye, sir.

Please don't resist, General.

We don't wish
to use deadly force.

My name is Li Nalas.

Perhaps you've heard of me.

Guards, stop that woman.

What is this blasphemy?

I am Major Kira Nerys,
and I come with proof

that the Cardassians
are behind Minister Jaro's

attempt to take control
of the government.

Major Kira has long been
an outspoken opponent

of the provisional government --

of reason, of progress,
and now, finally, of me.

I'm honored
to be included, Major.

But I have no intention
of allowing you to disrupt

the orderly transition of power
with these wild charges.

This is a manifest pad
from a Kressari vessel.

It bears the thumb scan
of a Cardassian gul

who transferred weapons
to that ship.

Those weapons were taken
by the Kressari to the Circle.

This coup will deliver Bajor

back into the hands
of its greatest enemies.

Are you willing to live
under Cardassian rule again?

I assure you there's nothing
to these accusations.

Then you should have
no objection

to an inspection
of this manifest, Minister.

No, of course not.

We'll adjourn
for the time being.

And let me say that I completely
support this investigation

and fully intend to cooperate.

Colonel, you
deliberately withheld information

that was to be
communicated to me.

Information?

Regarding the Cardassians.

Lies, that's all they were.

We have been told the
Chamber is in recess,

while evidence of Cardassian
involvement is being examined.

The Circle is broken, Colonel.

I'm returning
to the surface immediately

to consult with the Ministers.

I expect I will
be asked to resign.

Commander, since the provisional
government has prevailed,

I believe it is appropriate

to return the command
of this station to Starfleet.

Well-fought, sir.

No.

Commander!

Off the hook... after all.

Somehow, you figured,
now that he was here,

things would be better.

You know, he'd...

he'd find a way
to make things better

because he was a man
who could do that.

A great man.

I wish I knew where we
could find others like him.

Major, there are heroes
all over Bajor.

I'm sitting with one.

I'm sorry.

I... don't feel
like celebrating tonight.

Excuse me.

Sir, can I ask you something?

Sure.

About Li Nalas.

Mm-hmm.

Well, listening to Kira
talk about all he was,

all he did,
all he was going to do,

she makes him sound like
he was larger than life

like he was some kind
of military genius.

But the Li Nalas
I fought with...

Chief, Li Nalas was the hero
of the Bajoran resistance.

He performed extraordinary
acts of courage for his people

and died for their freedom.

That's how the history books
on Bajor will be written,

and that's how I'll remember him
when anybody asks.

Yes, sir.

Dax to Sisko.

The Ganges has just docked
at Pad C, Benjamin.

Acknowledged.

Excuse me, sir.

Dad.