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Last time on Deep Space Nine...

A number of Admirals
at Starfleet Command are worried

the destruction of the Bok'nor
might jeopardize the treaty.

Oh, are they really?

As the two ranking officers
along the Cardassian border,

we've been asked to assess
the potential risk.

I wish to procure weapons.

I beg your pardon?

Guns, phaser banks,
photon torpedoes...

- Shh.
- ...troop transports,

and a number of
cobalt-thorium devices.

You're a gun runner?

I'm here unofficially

to help you find out
the truth about the Bok'nor.

Why would you want to help me?

Because I already know
the truth.

I've got people out there
killing people, Major.

You suggest I turn
a blind eye to that?

They don't have a right
to defend themselves?

They've crossed the line!

If Starfleet is unwilling
to defend their people...

They chose to live
with the Cardassians!

Well, I didn't!

But I lived with them for 26 years
before the liberation came.

Every Bajoran lived
with them in constant fear.

I know what those colonists
are going through.

We just received a general
subspace transmission

from somewhere in the
Demilitarized Zone.

A group there is taking credit
for the kidnapping of Dukat.

They're calling themselves...

"the Maquis."

I'm glad to see you
had no trouble finding us, Ben.

It seems that one disaster
after another

keeps bringing us
back together again.

And now, for the conclusion.

You should have seen
the look on your face

when you saw me
standing there, Ben.

I hardly recognized you
without your uniform.

Well, it's been feeling
a little tight lately.

Just like that.

It's just a uniform, Ben.

Is that all it is?

I remember when
you first put it on.

Yes -- graduation day
at the Academy.

We both swore
that we'd be starship captains

by the time we were 30.

- And admirals by 40.
- Yes.

I think we've both done
pretty well for ourselves.

Yes, we have, haven't we?

But now, I've got
something better.

These settlers, Ben --

if you saw all they
have accomplished

without any help
from the Federation

then you'd fight
along with them.

I don't think so.

They've traveled
out here to the back of the beyond

and built homes
out of the wilderness.

Now, maybe the Federation
can turn their backs on them,

- but I can't.
- I'm not asking you to,

but your joining the Maquis
isn't helping anyone.

Your actions have only
endangered the treaty

and put millions
of lives at risk.

The Federation believes that it
can solve every problem with a treaty,

but out here, on the frontier,

without the power of the
Federation to back them up,

a treaty is only
a piece of paper.

Do you have evidence that the Central
Command has violated the treaty?

Not yet, but we will.

If you're depending
on Gul Dukat for proof,

you're going to be disappointed.

We'll find out, won't we?

I want him back, Cal.

He's not here.

Then where is he?

I never thought I'd see the day

when you'd side with a
Cardassian against me.

Damn it, Cal, I'm on your side.

You've got a funny way
of showing it, Ben.

I'm trying to stop you from making
one of the biggest mistakes of your life.

The Federation
believes in the treaty.

If you destroy it,

Starfleet will come after you,

and they won't be satisfied
until you're behind bars.

If we work together
to end the violence...

The violence will never end
as long as Central Command

continues to smuggle weapons
to their colonies.

I wish there were a better
way to handle this thing.

I really do.

Nobody wants peace any
more than the Maquis.

And you're willing to blow
up Cardassian ships to get it?

The Bok'nor will never
smuggle weapons again.

And its crew members won't be
returning home to their families either.

Look, you say the Central
Command is behind the smuggling.

Fine, let's prove it.

- How?
- We'll go to Cardassia,

find the evidence you
need to back up your claim,

and when we do, we'll
take it to the Federation.

No, the Federation abandoned us.

Told us to take care
of ourselves.

Well, that's what we
intend to do, Ben,

but you --
you could be invaluable to us.

- Let us use your station.
- For what?

A maintenance facility
for our ships.

I can't allow that.

Every week, innocent people
are murdered by the Cardassians.

I will not allow those deaths
to go unpunished.

You don't want peace, Cal.

You want revenge.

I prefer to call it retaliation.

I am sorry we won't be
working together, Benjamin.

It would have been nice.

Like... old times.

Commander!

Sorry, Benjamin.

No!

Okay, let's go.

Knowing Ben's temper
when he wakes up,

we won't want to be here.

Come on, let's move out.

Come on, here we go.

Let's go, come on.

Lieutenant, I want to speak with
the Cardassian Central Command.

Then you're in luck.

Legate Parn will be
arriving within the hour.

A Legate?
I feel honored.

While I'm waiting,
I want to speak with Starfleet.

Admiral Necheyev's already here.

Chief, the Maquis must have
transferred Dukat off their ship

before they reached
that asteroid.

I want to know
where they've hid him.

I can retrace their warp trail.

See if they met up
with any other ships.

Do it.

Admiral.

Commander, the Cardassian
Central Command

has gone on military alert

in response to the kidnapping
of Gul Dukat.

I'm not surprised.

This Security Chief of yours,
this shape-shifter...

- Odo.
- Odo.

Are you sure you
wouldn't be better off

with a Starfleet officer
heading your security team?

Admiral, I have complete faith
in Odo's ability to do his job.

- If you say so, Commander.
- I do.

And as for Gul Dukat,
I assure you

we are taking all possible
steps to locate him.

Good. Keep me informed
of your progress.

I will. But, Admiral,

there is a bigger issue
here than rescuing Dukat.

- And what is that?
- The Maquis.

The Maquis are a bunch
of irresponsible hotheads.

These hotheads are responsible
for the bombing of the Bok'nor.

I'm aware of that, Commander.

We never should have allowed
those colonists to remain

on the Cardassian side
of the Demilitarized Zone.

Well, they're there, Admiral,
and they're not leaving.

What about Commander Hudson?

He's lived with these people.

What's his analysis
of the situation?

I'll... have to ask him.

You do that.

And, Commander,
I want you to find the Maquis.

Talk to them.

Remind them that they're
citizens of the Federation.

That it is imperative
that we preserve

the treaty with the Cardassians.

A treaty the Cardassians
may not be honoring.

Are you questioning
Federation policy, Commander?

All I know is that the situation

in the Demilitarized Zone
is deteriorating rapidly.

Personally, I think you're
overstating the problem.

Establish a dialogue
with the Maquis.

They're still
Federation citizens.

I'm sure they'll
listen to reason.

Good luck, Commander.

"Establish a dialogue." What the hell
does she think I've been trying to do?

Commander.

Just because a group of people
belong to the Federation,

that does not mean
that they are saints.

Excuse me.

Do you know what the trouble is?

No.

The trouble is Earth.

Really?

On Earth, there is no poverty,
no crime, no war.

You look out the window of Starfleet
headquarters and you see paradise.

Well, it's easy to be
a saint in paradise,

but the Maquis do not
live in paradise.

Out there,
in the Demilitarized Zone,

all the problems
haven't been solved yet.

Out there, there are no saints,
just people --

angry, scared, determined people

who are going to do
whatever it takes to survive,

whether it meets with the
Federation's approval or not.

Makes sense to me.

Well, I'm glad
someone understands.

Legate Parn's ship just put in
at Docking Bay 5.

Maybe you'd like to give
the same speech to him.

I just might do that.

Odo to Sisko.

Go ahead, Constable.

I think you'd better
get down to Security.

I've caught one
of the Vulcan's accomplices.

I assure you, I had no idea

Sakonna was planning
to kidnap Gul Dukat.

Really? Then perhaps you
could explain why the two of you

were spending
so much time together.

Surely it's no crime

keeping company
with a beautiful female.

You ought to try it, Odo.
It might improve your disposition.

Do you expect us to believe
that a Vulcan

would be interested in you
for your lobes?

Vulcans are a species
that appreciate good ears.

Commander,
this is very embarrassing,

having to discuss my personal
life in such surroundings.

Embarrassment is going to be
the least of your problems

unless you tell me what
kind of business arrangement

you had with this woman.

All right, but first
I want to make it clear

that I was led astray
by Sakonna's feminine wiles.

Save the excuses, Quark.
Just tell us what you were up to.

Sakonna was in the market
for certain items

which I was able to obtain.

At a considerable discount,
I might add.

What items?

We're waiting.

Let's see... where to begin?

She wanted
some deflector shields,

navigational arrays,

maybe a couple hundred
photon torpedoes...

Photon torpedoes!

And pulse cannons, and
some high-energy disrupters.

Weapons! You sold weapons
to a terrorist group.

I did not.

The Pygorians sold
them the weapons.

I merely...
made some introductions.

Besides, I hadn't even heard of the
Maquis until after Dukat was kidnapped.

I want a complete list
of every weapon she purchased.

Of course,
and if you need someone

to testify against Sakonna
in court,

I'd be more than willing.

Would you?

In a second, and let me know

if there's anyone else
who needs testifying against.

I'll tell you one thing,
Commander.

Sakonna was on a tight clock.

Whatever she needed
those weapons for,

it's going to happen
within the next few days.

Just get me the list.

Sir, I assume you'll be going
out to search for Dukat again.

As soon as O'Brien
tells us where to look.

As Chief of Security,
I'd like to go along.

I'll be happy to have you along.

And one other thing --
how long do I keep him here?

Forever.

Odo...

This isn't funny.

Odo!

This is Legate Parn.

He insisted on
seeing you immediately.

Because my business
here is crucial,

it demands immediate attention.

And as a member of
the Cardassian Central Command,

I must assure you, Commander,

that what we have to discuss
is most crucial, indeed.

I understand.

I assure you we are doing
everything we can to find Gul Dukat.

Please, Commander,
your efforts are appreciated

but unnecessary.

You see, Central Command
has learned that Gul Dukat

was the leader of a small group
of misguided officers

who were funneling
weapons to our colonies

in the Demilitarized Zone.

Then the Maquis were right.

The Cardassian settlers are being
supplied by Central Command.

Dukat and the others were operating
entirely without our knowledge.

Central Command would
never sanction anything

that would violate our
treaty with the Federation.

We've arrested
Dukat's co-conspirators

and they shall be
dealt with accordingly.

Where does that leave Dukat?

With the Maquis,
where he belongs.

Are you saying
you don't want him back?

I assume the Maquis will
execute him for his crimes.

I wouldn't be surprised.

Well, then I don't see
what difference it makes

whether we do it or they do it.

How do we know
they won't use Dukat's death

as an excuse to send troops
into the Demilitarized Zone?

I can assure you, Commander,

that there shall
be no retaliation.

The Cardassians have no desire to
go to war again with the Federation.

- You have my word.
- Your word.

Major.

I found our little
talk very enlightening.

- I hoped you would.
- Unfortunately,

I have some business
to attend to,

but I do hope you'll
take the time

to enjoy the station.

Thank you, Commander, but I,
too, must attend to my business.

Besides, I am afraid
this place has lost its charm

since the last time I was here.

- I don't believe a word he said.
- Neither do I.

But he did tell me something
that I needed to know.

Cal was right.

The Central Command
is smuggling weapons

into the Demilitarized Zone.

We just received a report
that three Federation settlers

were killed on Hakton VII.

The Cardassians claim
it was in response

to the destruction
of the Bok'nor.

Which gives the Maquis
a new excuse to strike back.

Chief, what have you found?

Based on the residual subspace
distortion of their warp drive,

I was able to plot the course of
the Maquis ship that took Dukat.

As you can see, long-range
sensors show no signs

of any other vessels
traveling along that route.

All right, they didn't transfer
him to another ship.

What about a planet?
It's possible.

Their course took them
past five M-Class planets.

I've downloaded their coordinates
into the Rio Grande's computer.

Good work.

- Sisko to Odo.
- Yes, Commander.

Find Dr. Bashir and meet me
immediately at Landing Pad C.

- On our way.
- Commander,

you know there's no
reason to go after Dukat.

You heard Legate Parn.
They don't want him back.

Are you suggesting
we leave him to the Maquis?

Why risk our lives over someone
who's caused so many deaths?

The way I see it, he's getting
exactly what he deserves.

The Central Command
wants him dead.

That's reason enough
for us to want him alive.

Landing Pad C.

My mind to your mind.

Your thoughts to my thoughts.

My mind to your mind.

Your thoughts to my thoughts.

My mind to your mind...

What is wrong?

It's not working.

That is what's wrong.

This is quite puzzling.

I am unable to establish
a mind-meld.

It would appear
he has the ability

to shield his thoughts.

Simply a matter of discipline.

Now what do we do?

I will rest awhile

and then I will try again.

You people really do not
do this very well, do you?

Now, on Cardassia we know
how to extract information,

though it can get
a bit... unpleasant

and we all know how the
Federation dislikes unpleasantness.

I share very few sentiments
with the Federation.

Ooh, that's right.

You're renegades, aren't you?

Or so you'd like to think.

Unfortunately, the Federation has
taught you your lessons all too well.

You simply lack the commitment
it takes to do what is necessary.

You tell that to the crew
of the Bok'nor.

Oh, anyone can blow up a ship.

But to look your enemy
in the eye

knowing you'll remember his face
for the rest of your life,

now, that takes...

a stomach much stronger
than you'll ever have.

- We'll see about that.
- No.

He's right.

We do not possess the
Cardassian gift for inflicting pain.

There. You see?

Nor would we want such a gift.

But we do need to know
when the Central Command

is sending
its next weapons shipment.

So, if it's all the same
to you, Sakonna,

I'll take over
this interrogation.

Then we can find out
just how committed I am.

I don't think
anyone's that interested.

Put down your weapons.
We're not here to fight you.

If that is true, then you will
let us go about our business.

I'm not leaving without Dukat.

Then you're not leaving.

Look, we're
all on the same side here.

We all want to stop the arms
shipments. Why not work together?

Will you stop talking
and shoot them?

No, that's not what we want.

What are you waiting for?

Put down your weapons.

Do as he says.

Shoot them!

Let him go!

I said let him go!

Odo, get these people
secured on the runabout.

- With pleasure, Commander.
- Except this one.

You mean I'm free to go?

Tell Cal Hudson I haven't
told Starfleet anything yet.

Tell him, we can still solve this thing
together, but we're running out of time.

Tell him, I still
have his uniform.

He can have it back
anytime he wants.

Enter.

I just came by to see
how you were doing.

I find a good meal
extremely relaxing,

especially
after a difficult day.

- So do I.
- Really?

I wonder what else
we have in common.

Very little, I imagine.

Other than the fact

that you have my office.

Tell me, what's going to
happen with your prisoners?

They'll be tried
for their crimes

under the Federation
Code of Justice.

And if they're found innocent?

I doubt that they will,

but if they are,
they'll be set free.

How barbaric.

In Cardassia,

the verdict is always
known before the trial begins,

and it's always the same.

In that case, why bother
with a trial at all?

Because the people demand it.

They enjoy watching justice
triumph over evil every time.

They find it comforting.

Isn't there ever a chance you might
try an innocent man by mistake?

Cardassians don't make mistakes.

I'll have to remember that.

Commander...

one thing does puzzle me.

Surely the Central Command
was informed of my kidnapping.

They learned about it
almost as soon as it happened.

Then why was I rescued by you?

Why wasn't the station
surrounded by Cardassian ships

demanding my release?

We did receive a visit
from Legate Parn.

Ah! I'm sure he made some rather
ugly threats on my behalf, hmm?

He said that you
were the one responsible

for smuggling weapons
into the Demilitarized Zone.

That if the Maquis
did not execute you,

then the Central
Command would...

after a comforting trial,
I'm sure.

Well...

it seems my relationship
with the Central Command

has somewhat deteriorated.

I knew this was inevitable the
moment we withdrew from Bajor.

Are you saying they blamed
you for the withdrawal?

Ha!

There are those who believe I
should have killed every last Bajoran

while I had the chance.

Oh, well.

It's too late for that,
I'm afraid.

Commander, it seems I was mis...

Mistaken about
the arms shipment?

It appears I was misinformed.

I'm beginning to believe the Central
Command is indeed smuggling weapons

into the Demilitarized Zone
after all.

Then you really
didn't know, did you?

No.

They never bothered to tell me.

If I help you
stop the smuggling,

will you help me
stop the Maquis?

You have a deal.

I've scheduled
a staff meeting for 0900.

I'll be there.
Commander...

thank you for coming
to my rescue.

I'm sure you would have done
the same for me.

Constable, do you have the list of
weapons Sakonna bought from Quark?

I do, and quite a list it is.

Six ship-mounted
high-energy disrupters,

three particle accelerators,
200 photon torpedoes,

and a dozen pulse cannons.

With that kind of firepower,
the Bajorans could have launched

a full-scale assault
on Cardassia.

And lost.

Sounds like the Maquis have
had their fill of border skirmishes.

They're ready for
something bigger.

According to Quark, they're
planning their first attack any day now.

Have you been able to make
any headway with Sakonna?

Have you ever tried to
interrogate a Vulcan, Lieutenant?

- No.
- Neither had I, until today.

I wouldn't advise it.

That calm, measured voice
that tells you nothing,

that impassive stare --
it can be quite frustrating.

Perhaps I could question her.

I don't think so.

Pity.
I like a challenge.

You want a challenge?

Find out how the Central Command
is getting weapons

into the Demilitarized Zone.

My guess would be by way
of a Xepolite free trader.

Why the Xepolites?

Because the Xepolites
have often served

as intermediaries for us
in the past.

So have the Lissepians.

Ah, but the Xepolites
have never been caught.

The Xepolite ship isn't
responding to our hails, sir.

Of course
they're not responding.

Would you respond
to a Federation hail

if your cargo bays were
full of Cardassian weapons?

Scan their ship, Major. Let's
see what they're carrying.

Our scanners can't
penetrate their hull.

No wonder.

It's composed of
a sensor-reflective material.

They obviously value
their privacy.

Chief, you and Gul
Dukat remain here.

Major, you're with me.

Let's go see if it's their privacy or
their guilt they're trying to protect.

Sorry, Commander,
you can't transport over.

They just raised their shields.

You're wasting time.

Xepolite ships can reach
a maximum speed of warp 9.8.

If they decide to run,
we'll never catch them.

Well, what would you suggest?

I would breach their shields with
my phasers and destroy their bridge.

- Killing everyone there.
- That's correct.

Then I would lock onto the
ship with my tractor beam

and tow it, and its cargo,
back to the station.

Very simple, very effective.

And needlessly bloody.

Sounds like a Cardassian
plan to me.

Chief, fire a phaser
over their bow.

Let's see if we can
get their attention.

Yes, sir.

That woke them up.
They're hailing us.

On my monitor, Chief.

I am Drofo Awa,
Hetman of this vessel.

What do you want from us?

I'm Commander Benjamin Sisko
of the United Federation of Planets.

We believe you're carrying
Cardassian weapons

to their colonies
in the Demilitarized Zone.

Well, then, you believe wrong,
Commander.

My ship is carrying
five kilotons

of Regrean wheat husks,
nothing more.

Five kilotons --
that's a lot of wheat husks.

With your permission, I'd like to come
aboard and see what that looks like.

Permission denied.

And if there's any attempt
to board my vessel,

I will consider it an act
of piracy. Is that clear?

You can call it
anything you like,

but you're not going anywhere
until we search your ship.

In that case, Commander...

In that case, you will do
exactly as you're told.

You will allow us
free access to your ship

so that we can verify
you are indeed smuggling

Cardassian weapons
into the Demilitarized Zone.

You will then follow us back
to Deep Space 9

where your cargo
will be confiscated

and you will make a full confession
detailing everything you know

about smuggling weapons
into the Demilitarized Zone.

Then you will sign
that confession,

after which, you and your
ship will be allowed on your way.

Is that clear?

I don't understand.
You're a Cardassian.

I'm not just any Cardassian.

I'm Gul Dukat, Commander
of the Second Order.

You have 15 seconds to lower
your shields or we'll destroy you.

- No, wait!
- Ten seconds.

- No, it's not that simple!
- Seven seconds.

- I've already been paid!
- Four seconds.

Stop counting!
Stop counting!

He's lowering his shields.

I'll await your arrival,
Commander.

I think you can
handle it from here.

I hope you're happy.

I am a Vulcan.
My emotional state is irrelevant.

Well, I'm a Ferengi, and my
emotional state is very relevant,

and right now, I'm miserable,

and it's all your fault.

You were well paid
for your assistance.

Not well enough.

Look, I know the Cardassians
can't be trusted.

I know the Central Command
would like nothing better

than to destroy the Federation
colonies in the Demilitarized Zone.

Then you agree
with our position?

- Not for a second.
- Why not?

Because your position
is illogical.

Do you propose
to lecture me on logic?

I don't want to, but
you leave me no choice.

It all comes down to the
Third Rule of Acquisition.

You don't know that one, do you?

I am not well-versed
in Ferengi philosophy.

Remind me to give you
a copy of the Rules.

You never know when
they'll come in handy.

Now, the Third Rule
clearly states

"Never spend more
for an acquisition

than you have to."

Logical, but I fail to see how
that applies to my situation.

You want to acquire peace.

Fine. Peace is good.

But how much are
you willing to pay for it?

Whatever it costs.

That's the kind of
irresponsible spending

that causes so many
business ventures to fail.

You're forgetting
the Third Rule.

Right now, peace could
be bought at a bargain price

and you don't even realize it.

I find this very confusing.

Then I'll make it so simple

that even a Vulcan
can understand.

The Central Command has
been caught red-handed

smuggling weapons
to their settlers.

So, every ship that approaches
the Demilitarized Zone

will be searched.

Without the support
of the Central Command,

the Cardassian settlers
won't be so eager to fight.

You forget the weapons
they already have.

They have weapons.
You have weapons.

Everyone has weapons, but right
now, no one has a clear advantage.

So, the price of peace
is at an all-time low.

This is the perfect time
to sit down

and hammer out an agreement.
Don't you get it?

Attacking the Cardassians now
will only escalate the conflict

and make peace more expensive
in the long run.

Now, I ask you, is that logical?

A concealed weapons depot

located within
a civilian population center?

According to Sakonna, the
Maquis are going to attack the depot

sometime within
the next 52 hours.

But she didn't tell you on
which colony the depot is hidden.

- She says she doesn't know.
- How convenient.

- I believe her.
- Why?

Because Vulcans don't lie?

As a rule, they don't.

They don't blow up
ships either, as a rule.

But let's assume she's
telling the truth.

I take it you haven't shared this
information with the Central Command?

- No, I haven't.
- Good.

Because they would never trust
you to handle this matter alone.

But they would be able to tell me
where the weapons depot is located.

Leave that to me.

I may no longer be a favorite
with Central Command,

but I know people who are.

In the meantime,
I'll go to Volon III

and try to talk some sense
into the Maquis.

- And if you can't?
- Don't worry, Dukat.

I said I would stop the Maquis,
and, one way or another, I will.

I've also been recently informed

that 35 people
had to be hospitalized

on Umoth VIII after eating
from public food replicators.

Sabotage is suspected.

Then from now on,
guards should be posted

at all public replicators
throughout the colonies.

Thank you.

Now, about the new curfew...

Commander Sisko,
what a pleasant surprise.

If you'll just wait a moment, I'll finish
up this meeting and we can talk privately.

That won't be necessary.

I want everyone to
hear what I have to say.

I don't know how many of you
here actually belong to the Maquis.

Those of you who don't
probably have friends who do.

So, please make sure
you pass along

what I'm about to tell you.

There is a treaty
currently in place

with Cardassia
and the Federation.

If you make yourself
an enemy of Cardassia,

you make yourself an enemy
of the Federation.

- That is outrageous.
- Agreed.

I know the Maquis is planning to
attack a Cardassian weapons depot.

My advice to them and to you
is to call it off,

because I'll be waiting there,
and I will stop you.

A very rousing speech, Ben.

I suppose my best rebuttal
would be to kill you.

But you won't.

What is this?

Your uniform.

You always were an optimist.

I have every reason to be.

The way I see it,
now that we've stopped

the shipments
of Cardassian weapons,

there's no longer any need
for the Maquis.

You and I can work together
to reach a peace agreement

with the Cardassian colonies.

It's too late for that.

Is it?

We're in a war here,
and I intend to win it.

I could use your help, Ben,

and I'm asking you as a friend.

As a friend...

I have to say no.

If you attack the depot,

you'll have
to get through me first.

I hope not.
I truly hope not.

The Bryma colony --
according to my sources,

that's the location
of the weapons depot.

Then our objective is simple --

prevent the Maquis ships
from reaching Bryma.

We're going
to have to intercept them

before they're picked up
by the colony's sensors.

Good point.

If the Cardassian settlers even
suspect they might come under attack,

they'll send a message to
Cardassia asking for reinforcements.

I don't care how much the
Cardassians care about the treaty,

if the Maquis launch an assault
against a civilian target,

the Central Command
will have to respond.

We could wind up with
a full-scale war on our hands.

We have to stop the Maquis.

Our runabouts will take up
a defensive position

just outside the Bryma
colony's sensor range.

The best way to
detect incoming ships

would be to hide
a couple dozen sensor probes

in the system's Oort cloud.

That way, we could spot the
Maquis no matter what route they take.

How many Maquis ships
are we expecting?

According to Sakonna,
they only have two ships

capable of mounting
the weapons she purchased.

So, we'll have three ships,
and they'll have two.

The odds are in
our favor, anyway.

That won't give us much
of an advantage, Julian.

The colonists are used
to being outnumbered.

They'll fight just
that much harder.

How do you propose to stop them?

What's that human expression?

"Shoot to kill."

We'll try to
stop them with words,

if possible;
with force, if necessary.

So, if they fire at us, we
have orders to shoot back.

That's correct. We'll target their
warp engines and weapons arrays --

- try to disable them.
- How noble.

I hope the Maquis will be
as obliging to you.

Rio Grande to Mekong and
Orinoco. How do you read me?

Orinoco here.
You're loud and clear.

Mekong here.

Our communications channel
is fully operational and secure.

The remote sensor
probes I set up

still haven't detected
any sign of the Maquis ships.

Do you really think
they're coming?

They know we're waiting
for them, after all.

It's possible they changed
the time frame of their attack --

postponed it a day or a week.

They'll be here.

The longer they wait,
the greater the chance

the weapons depot will be
moved to another location.

Commander, I'm picking up
two Federation ships headed our way.

Sisko to Hudson.

This isn't going to work, Cal.

Turn those ships around
before someone gets hurt.

Please, Ben,
don't make me open fire on you.

He's not going to listen.

Initiating evasive maneuvers.

Signal Niles to follow my lead.

Right.

Commander, they're
making a run for it.

Lock on tractor beams.

Damn it!

They've got Niles, too.

Let us go, Ben.

You know I can't do that.

Then I suggest you duck.

Fire on their beam emitter.

What are you waiting for?

We're losing tractor lock.

They're breaking away.

Commence firing.

Niles' propulsion system
is down.

He's drifting.

We'll have to even the odds.

They've hit
our navigational array.

I've lost attitude control.

Attempting to compensate
with manual thrusters.

It's not working.
Thrusters are still locked.

Hang on. Chief, you
go after the Orinoco.

- I'll handle Hudson.
- Right.

- Major.
- Yes, Chief?

Lower your shields.

- We'll beam you out of there.
- You go it.

They're coming back around.

It's just you and me, Ben.

I can't let you start a war.

I'm not turning back.

And you're not going forward.

We're hit.

Our photon torpedo tubes
are out.

Switch to phasers.

Come about, heading
115 mark 326.

Got it.

We've taken a direct hit
on our primary fusion core.

Initiating emergency
core shutdown.

The port nacelle is flooded
with ionized deuterium.

We've lost both warp
and impulse engines.

We still have
maneuvering thrusters.

They're coming back around.

- Use the phasers.
- I can't.

They've knocked out the power
couplings to our weapons array.

What do we do?

The only thing we can do.

We get the hell out of here.

He's turning away.
Now's your chance -- fire.

It's over, Cal.

For now, anyway.

Next time, tell Starfleet
to send someone else.

It doesn't feel right, you and I
shooting at each other.

There won't be a next time.
Stand down!

I don't think so, Ben.

He's getting away!

You run now,
I won't be able to protect you.

Starfleet will track you down.
You won't be safe anywhere --

not even in the colonies.

Don't be so sure.

I have a lot of friends here.

Besides, I've got to help
the Maquis finish this thing.

You'll be an outlaw --
a hunted man.

Maybe.

You're throwing away
your entire life.

And beginning a new one.

What are you waiting for?

He's helpless.
Finish him.

I'm going to miss you, Ben.

You've been a good friend.

So have you.

No!

I thought you were strong,
Commander.

You're not.

You're a fool.

A sentimental fool.

I said I'd stop the
Maquis, and I have,

but I will not kill a good
man for defending his home.

You disappoint me.

Don't expect me to lose
any sleep over it.

Mr. O'Brien,
when you get a chance,

I could use some help
with these engines.

Yes, sir.

Commander, Gul Dukat
has left the station.

I'm sure he's glad
to be going home.

Chief O'Brien says that the
Orinoco and the Rio Grande

will be up and running
in a few days.

Thank you, Major.

I just got a communiqué
from Starfleet

congratulating me
on my good work

and thanking me for preserving
the peace with the Cardassians.

You deserve it.

You prevented a war.

Did I?

Or did I just
delay the inevitable?