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Last time on
Star Trek Deep Space Nine:

I know what happened to
Commander Sisko and the others.

The transporter
beam was redirected

as it passed
through the polarized particles.

Redirected where?

Not where -- when.

You ever hear of the Bell riots?

It is one of the most violent

civil disturbances
in American history

and it happened right here --
San Francisco,

Sanctuary District "A",

the first week
of September, 2024.

But that's only
a few days from now.

The riots will be one of the
watershed events of the 21st century.

Gabriel Bell will see to that.

I still haven't
found my friends.

You think they might be
in a Sanctuary District?

It's possible.

If you hadn't found me, I
might have wound up in one.

This place is about to explode.

Most of us agreed to live here

because they promised us jobs,

but I don't know about you,

but I haven't been on any
job interviews lately.

That man who just got killed
trying to help us --

that man was Gabriel Bell.

Give me that!

Get away, get away from him.

C'mon, we have to get him
off the street.

I've waited
a long time for this.

And I know I won't
be disappointed.

Ain't that right, newboy?

The name is Bell.

Gabriel Bell.

And now the conclusion.

Hey! What are you looking at?

Nothing.

If you're trying to find
a way out forget it...

Bernardo.

You ain't going anywhere.

None of you are.

What are you going
to do with us?

I was going to let you
think about that for a little bit.

Now, everybody,
against the wall!

Sit down over there.

Move! Move it!

If any of them moves

shoot them.

No one's shooting anyone.

Maybe... maybe not.

We need them alive.

They're the only thing
we have to bargain with.

Think I didn't know that?

Just making sure.

We need to get
these blinds closed.

The police will drop snipers on
the roofs and pick us off one by one.

All right. Let's use
the benches as barricades.

We'll stack them up
against the windows.

It's too bad.

I kind of like watching
this place burn.

Drop your weapons!

What's so funny?

You.

You're dead.

Shut up!

I said, shut up!

Leave her alone.
She's just scared.

Listen, calm down.

No one's going to hurt you.

Now get over there
with the others.

I know you.

I picked you up the other day.

I know.

It's my way of saying thank you.

Now get over there
with the others!

Hey, nice tackle, Bell.

You ever play any football?

Baseball, actually.

Really? I'd hate to be a catcher

and seen you barrelling
towards home plate.

Hey, you, get up.

Leave her alone.

Oh, nice mouth.

All right. You get up.

I said, get up!

- What are you doing?
- Relax!

I just want to see what they're
saying about us on the Net.

I need his access
code to log on.

Don't make me ask you again.

Get lost.

After you.

Wait. I'll do it.

What are you doing?
Sit down.

Hey, Vin, we're not on duty now
so don't give me orders.

I just want to make it home
in one piece.

Smart boy.

Move. Get back there.

I know what you're thinking.

It's not going to be easy
keeping the hostages safe.

It's not just them
I'm worried about,

it's you.

Didn't you say Gabriel Bell died
when the police stormed the building?

Right, but I'm not Bell.

No, but we're the only
ones who know that.

The National Guard is mobilizing

and should reach Sanctuary
District "A" within the hour.

Governor Chen stated that
the uprising will be quelled

and the district secured.

It's still not clear how
this riot began,

though rumors of
mounting tensions

have been filtering out
of the district for weeks.

This is great.
We're on every channel.

I bet they're
watching this in China.

Why do they sounds so surprised?

I mean, you treat people like
animals, you're going to get bit.

Let me through.

Hey!

Who said you could come in here?

It's okay. Let him in.

You know this gimmie?

He's a friend.

Go join your friends.

I'm glad to see
you're all right.

So much for our
peaceful demonstration.

I know it's not
what we talked about,

but it's what happened

and now we have to deal with it.

How? It's a madhouse out there

and this building is
crawling with ghosts.

I know. That's the first
thing we have to fix.

I want you to go out and find
gimmies -- people you know,

people who can be trusted
to guard the hostages.

If we leave it to the ghosts,
there's no telling what could happen.

I think I know just
the people you're looking for.

Good. We're going to need them.

Hey, Bell, you're missing
something over here.

Many of the district employees fleeing
the riot have been reported injured

and several have yet
to be accounted for.

There's been no official count of
injuries among Sancutary residents,

however satellite pictures show
a number of possible casualties.

We'll have more on this story as
information becomes available.

This is terrible.

I've got to get down there.

What are you talking about?

My friends are in there.

I know they are,
but there's nothing you can do.

I have to try.

Jadzia, you could get hurt.

I can't stay here and watch that place
burn knowing my friends are inside.

Look. I have friends
in the police department.

When things settle down
a little bit, I will talk to them.

I can't wait that long.

By the time things settle down

my friends could be hurt
or even killed.

They don't belong in there.

None of those people do.

First officer's log, supplemental.

Somehow Sisko, Dax and Bashir
have altered Earth's history.

We have no choice but to send
an away team into the past

to try to find them and correct
the changes to the timeline.

The only problem is,

we're not exactly sure
where to look or when.

According to our
computer simulations,

the degree of temporal
displacement is directly proportional

to the number
of chroniton particles

interacting with
the transporter beam.

Unfortunately, there's no way to
know the exact concentration

of particles at
the time of the accident,

but I've narrowed it down
to ten possibilities

each one corresponding
with a different time frame.

One has to be right.

We hope we find the right one
before we run out of chroniton particles.

I feel ridiculous.

Well, it does effectively
disguise your Bajoran heritage.

Just say you broke your nose.

On the other hand

maybe you better say nothing.
I'll do the talking.

That's fine with me.

Good luck.

Energize.

If this is where Commander Sisko
and the others materialized,

there should be
a residual electrostatic charge.

Kira to Sisko.

Kira to Dax.

Kira to Bashir.

Judging by this vehicle, I'd say
we're in the mid-20th century.

No one's responding to my hails.

I'm not reading any electrostatic
variance or distress signals.

They're definitely not here.

How long before
the transporter reengages?

About 30 seconds.

Evening.

I... I broke my nose.

I told you not to say anything.

I've got one question
for you two:

What are all these gimmies
doing here?

I asked them to help.

And who invited you?

I did.

Look, last time I checked
this is my party.

That means I get to decide who's
on the guest list and who isn't.

We needed people we could trust.

What's that supposed to mean?

How many ghosts do you know
can you really trust?

One. Me.
And that's enough.

No, it isn't.
Not here, not now!

We need people to
guard the building,

watch the exits,

keep an eye on the hostages
when we need to sleep.

All right, all right,
you made your point.

Just keep them out of my hair.

The important thing to decide

is what we're going to do
with those hostages.

I've got it all figured out.

I bet you do.

And just to prove
I'm not such a bad guy

I'm going to let
you two in on it.

It's simple.

We trade the hostages
for our freedom.

We get amnesty,
a handful of credit chips

and a flight
to anywhere we want.

Personally,
I'm thinking Tasmania.

Tasmania...

Errol Flynn
was born in Tasmania!

Look, you guys go where you want
and I'll go where I want, all right?

Yeah, and as soon as we step
off the plane, they lock us up.

Besides, we just can't
think about ourselves.

There are 10,000 people here.

Let them get their own hostages.

No, Gabe is right.

This is an opportunity
for us to be heard,

to let people on the outside know
exactly what's going on in here.

You want to make demands?

I'll give you demands.

We tell them if
they want the hostages,

they've got to shut down
the sanctuaries.

And reinstate
the Federal Employment Act.

Why don't you have them throw in
a couple of silk shirts,

maybe a penthouse in Singapore?

Jobs? You guys want jobs?

When are you going to get it?
There are no jobs.

Not for us, anyway.

They'll find jobs.

They'll have to.

After tonight, they won't
be able to ignore us anymore.

All right.

All right. We'll do it your way.

I'll log on the interface and I'll tell
them that we want the district closed.

Not you, him.

Uh, funny, I... I
would have nominated you.

What?

Is there something wrong
with me?

I could be as eloquent
as the next guy.

I'm sure you can,

but they can't dismiss Webb
as easily as you or me.

He's got the face,
he's got the family.

He's the guy next door.

And that's what
they need to see.

My name is Michael Webb.

I used to be a plant manager
at Chemtech Industries.

I'm speaking for the residents
of Sanctuary District "A."

We are holding six hostages.

We don't want to hurt them.

All we want is...

What happened?

Someone's cut off
our access to the interface.

I knew it!

I knew this was a waste of time.

They don't care.

No one cares about us.

Why should they?

You're all a bunch of losers.

What did you say?

He didn't say anything.

You heard me.

I called you a loser
'cause that's what you are,

and this time,
you're going to lose big.

That's enough!

And check your e-mail, buddy.

You're a loser too.

If you want to get out of here,
you better hope you're wrong.

Quiet down, Vin. You'll
only make things worse.

I want these guys to know
what they're in for.

I bet the National Guard already
has this place surrounded.

Sooner or later, they'll
come rolling right in

and you people aren't even
going to slow them down.

I really think we
should kill this guy.

Mr. Webb, I'm Detective Preston,
S.F.P.D.

It's urgent that I speak to you.

Did you shut off our access
to the interface?

I'm afraid it's department
policy in these types of situations,

but it does give us
a chance to talk one-on-one.

All right. Let's talk.

First, I want
to see the hostages.

What for?

I need to make sure
they're okay.

You said you weren't
going to hurt them.

I need to know
I can count on that.

They want to see a hostage?

Let's show them a hostage.

Take a good look, lady.

I got five more just like her

and if we don't get what we want,

they're going to get hurt.

I think you've made your point.

Have I, detective?

I'd say so.

Good.

Look, if you don't mind, I'd like
to speak with Mr. Webb again.

Why would I mind?

All right, detective, I'm here.

Your friend has quite a temper.

That's because he's angry.

We all are.

B.C., let me
ask you something.

Go ahead.

Why do I get the feeling

that you're not
going to be happy

until you've hurt one
of those hostages?

I have to admit the thought
has crossed my mind.

It might alleviate
some of the stress I'm feeling.

I think you'd better find a way
to deal with that stress.

It's sure to be a lot healthier
for you in the long run.

No kidding.

Let me ask you something.

You think it looks
better like this

or like this?

It's your head...

And your decision.

Gabe, Detective Preston
wants to meet with me.

When?

Now, by the main gate.

May I join you?

I was hoping you'd say that.

- Keep an eye on the hostages.
- Got it.

Good luck.

It's been a long night.
For all of us.

You guys must be exhausted.

We're okay.

We could use some breakfast
come morning.

Breakfast for 10,000?

That's a lot of take-out,

but in the interest
of friendship,

I'll do what I can.

Now, how about returning the favor
and letting me have one of the hostages?

No hostage, no food --

is that what you're saying?

Not at all.

You'll get the food either way.

Giving up one of the hostages
would show good faith.

Besides, you'd
still have five left.

Those hostages
aren't going anywhere

until we get what we want.

Which is what?

We want the sanctuaries closed

and the Federal
Employment Act reinstated.

That's asking a lot.

I don't think so.

What we want is to get out
from behind these walls --

to stop having to
depend on handouts.

That's right.

All we're asking for is a chance
to get back on our feet again.

We don't deserve
to be locked up in here.

Obviously, I can't
make any promises,

but I will see to it
the governor hears your demands.

You do that.

Are you all right?

Hey!

Leave her alone.

I'm a doctor.

Sure you are.

You were here the other day,
weren't you?

That's right.

Are you hypoglycemic?

You really are a doctor.

Why didn't you tell someone?

I was afraid to.

I'll see about getting
you some medicine.

In the meantime, I'll try and find
you a chocolate bar or something.

He was here with you, wasn't he?

Bell?

We came in together.

He gave me a false name,
didn't he?

Well...

Yes.

He got into a little
trouble a while back

and um... didn't want you
to put his real name

on the computer.

When I first started
working here,

I processed a woman
who had a warrant out on her

for abandoning her kid.

She couldn't take care of him

so she left him with a family
that she worked for

over in the Marina.

I felt so sorry for her.

I didn't log her in.

I just let her disappear
into the Sanctuary.

Well, that was very kind of you.

Almost got me fired
when my supervisor found out.

What happened to this woman?

I don't know.

But I think about her
all the time.

Ever since then I've just
done my job, you know.

Tried not to let it
get the best of me.

It's not your fault that
things are the way they are.

Everybody tells themselves that

and nothing ever changes.

Hold it!

Don't! Don't do it, B.C.!

Give me one reason why not.

All right.

You really going to
shoot me, Bell?

I don't think so.

Think again.

I thought we were on
the same side here!

We are, but you get on my nerves

and I don't like your hat.

Now, put the gun down.

Yeah, you and I can see
how tough you are.

Shut up!

Now, put it down!

You heard the man.

You gimmies...

No sense of fun.

- Come here!
- Hey!

Now, you listen to me closely

because I'm not
going to say this again.

The next time you
try something stupid

I will make you regret it.

You trying to scare me?

I'm trying to save your life

and the lives of every hostage
in that room

and mister, you are
not making it easy.

If you're so concerned
about our welfare

why don't you let us go?

You don't know what any
of this is about, do you?

You work here.

You see these people every day --
how they live --

and you just don't get it.

What do you want me to say?

That I feel for them?
That they got a bad break?

What good would it do?

It would be a start.

Now, you get back in that room

and you shut up.

Kira to Sisko.

Kira to Dax.

Kira to Bashir.

I'm not picking up
any residual electrostatic charge.

What?

I said, I'm not picking up

any residual
electrostatic charge!

What?!

They're not here!

Thank you.

Uh-oh...

Wow.

- Danny.
- Dad...

He was outside looking for you.

Your mother and Jeannie --
are they okay?

They're fine.
They're with the Petersons.

So what are you doing here?

I wanted to be with you.

All right.

All right. You can
stay for a while,

but when I tell you to go
I don't want any arguments.

Now, that
didn't hurt a bit, did it?

I managed to find some glucajen
in what was left of the clinic.

You should be
feeling better soon.

Thank you.

Is that your family?

Yeah.

Let him see it.

Nice looking bunch.

Absolutely.

Right now, those two kids
are sitting at home

wondering if they'll
ever see their dad again.

Look, I realize this won't make

what you're going through
any easier,

but something good
will come from all this.

You think they're just going
to close down the sanctuary

and let you walk out of here?

No...

But I do know that someday

there won't be a need
for places like this.

I hope you're right.

Even though it'll mean
I'll be out of a job,

I hope you're right.

I just want to get home...
You know?

I know.

So do I.

The governor assures me
that if you let the hostages go,

he'll reduce the charges
against you to incitement to riot.

That's it?

What about closing
the sanctuary?

What about jobs?

The governor intends to form a
committee to look into the problems

facing the district residents.

So you're telling us
that nothing is going to change.

I wouldn't say that,

but change takes time.

You've run out of time.

Gentlemen... If I were you,

I would seriously consider
taking this offer.

Or else what?

The governor is not going to
let this situation continue forever.

You tell him if he wants
to see those hostages again,

he's going to have to do better.

Tough talk.

I was bluffing.

I couldn't tell.

I hope she couldn't either.

Try opening that menu.

It just brings me back
to the same screen.

There doesn't seem to be any
way of getting past the lockout

and logging onto the net.

There has to be.

How can you be certain?

Because according to history

the residents were
able to get onto the Net

and tell their side
of the story.

Millions of people watched.

Well, no one here's been able
to get past the lockout.

Maybe it was Bell.

And if he did it,
we have to also.

Hey, listen up, everybody.

A couple of dims just brought us
a little present.

I don't know about you fellas,
but I'm in love.

Jadzia...

You know her?

Julian.

Can you believe it?

That's the story of my life.

All the good ones are taken.

You remember my friend Gabe.

Gabriel Bell.
Good to see you again.

Good to see you.

Allow me to introduce myself.

Biddle Coleridge.

- Biddle?
- Hey!

I didn't say a word.

I've been looking
all over for you.

Excuse me.

You obviously don't live here,
so how did you get in?

I managed to re-code
my I.D. card

so I could get past the
sanitation department checkpoint.

You crawled in
through the sewers?

You must really like these guys.

You should, uh, sit down.

You must be exhausted.

It's too bad.

I think me and her could
have had something special.

So what you're saying is
even if I could get you out,

you wouldn't leave.

Those hostages have to be
protected, whatever the cost.

You said that one of the men who
brought you here took your combadge?

That's right. It's set to emit
a subspace distress signal.

Julian, I want you
to help Dax find the men

who took her combadge

and then I want both of you
get away from this place.

But if the Defiant locks on to my
distress signal and we're not together--

As soon as the hostages
are in police custody,

I'll try to make it back
to the beam-in site.

If for some reason I can't make
it, you'll have to leave without me.

Sir...

Obviously,
Jadzia has got to leave.

If something were
to happen to her,

it wouldn't take a doctor long
to figure out she wasn't human.

But you'll still need help
to keep those hostages alive

and if it's all the same
with you, I'll stay.

All right.

See if you can get
her combadge back.

I'll keep trying
to log onto the Net.

The police cut off our access.

That's one problem I might
be able to help you with.

Do you really think you can convince
your friend to put us on the Net?

It'll take some persuading,
but I think he'll do what's right.

This is it.

The men who took my
combadge brought me here

before they took me to
the processing center.

Hello?

Hello?

There's nobody here.

We just want to talk.

Whoosh.

I'm invisible.

If you say so.

You can see me?

Just... barely.

That's okay.

As long as they can't see me.

Who?

The aliens.

They'll suck your brains out
right through your ears.

I know.

You see, I'm an alien.

I thought so...

But you're a good alien.

Right. I'm here to protect
the Earth from its enemies,

but I need that piece of jewelry
you're holding to do it.

I understand.
Here, you take it.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Shh, don't tell anyone.

I won't, I won't.

I came in there.

Take care of yourself.

We'll see you at
the beam-in site.

Let me see if I understand
what you're asking me to do.

You want me to override
a government block,

violate my interface
operating license,

and turn over my channels
to a bunch of criminals.

They're not criminals.

I know that. But they
are acting like criminals.

They have guns,
they have taken hostages...

So why do you think
they're doing it?

Don't you want to know?

Don't you think the public
deserves to know?

You are asking me
to break the law.

I am asking you
to give those people a voice.

Chris, sooner or later,

the government is going to
retake the Sanctuary District,

and when they do, a lot
of people are going to die.

And unless the public learns

why the Sanctuary residents
did what they did,

all those deaths
will be for nothing.

You know I'll lose my license.

But I'll get great ratings.

My name is Henry Garcia.

I've been living here
two years now.

I came to San Francisco
to work in a brewery,

but they laid a bunch of us off

because they got some
new equipment, and...

So I ended up here.

I've never been in trouble
with the law or anything.

I don't want to hurt anybody.

I just want a chance to work
and to live like regular people.

Governor, I
understand your concern,

but I think the use of force
would be premature at this time.

I am aware that there
have been disturbances

in other Sanctuary Districts,

but we have to think
about the hostages.

I know, I've heard
the rumors too.

That... that's all
they are, rumors.

If you just give me another chance
to talk with Webb and Bell, I...

Yes, sir.

Of course.

We'll do our best.

The governor's made up his mind.

We move in at 0500.

No luck?

I'm afraid not.

Well, we know one thing.

They arrived
before the year 2048.

How can you be sure?

Because we were just there.

It's nothing like the mid-21st
century I read about in school.

It's been changed.

I mean, Earth history has
been through its rough patches

but never that rough.

If we limit our search
to dates before 2048,

how many possibilities
does that leave us?

According to my
calculations, three.

But we only have enough
chroniton particles for one more try.

Well, pick one, chief.

Let's hope you get lucky.

That's my best guess.

That's good enough for me.

Energize.

Kira to Sisko.

I'm picking up a combadge
distress signal.

It's Dax!

Kira to Dax.

Dax, do you hear me?

Kira!

Dax, am I glad
to hear your voice.

Where are you?

We're at the corner
of Polk and California.

I'll meet you there.

Are Sisko and Bashir with you?

No. I'll explain when I see you.

The transporter is
set to automatically

retrieve us in about a minute.

Deactivate your combadge.

Acknowledged.

We can reactivate them tomorrow
in time for the next beam-out.

Should be interesting.

Best ball club I ever saw?

'99 Yankees, no doubt about it.

The '15 Kings could
have taken them any day.

- Come on.
- Am I right?

I wouldn't know.
I prefer tennis.

Tennis?

Soccer.

It's up to you, Bell.

I don't think there's
any question -- the Kings.

'15 was Buck Bokai's
rookie year.

That's all they had
going for them.

I've been up on the roof.

It looks like another
National Guard unit arrived.

There's something going on
out there.

Everybody on your feet.

What are you doing?

They'll be safer in there.
Let's go!

I want you in there with them.

Make sure they keep
their heads down.

I'll see if I can find
something to block the door.

Danny... Danny, wake up.

Come on.

It's time for you to go.

Dad, I want to be here with you.

I'll meet up with you later.

Tell your mom I love her.

And give your sister a kiss
for me, huh?

Go on, now.

Go on.

Hey, kid...

Yeah, I thought so.

Looks good on you.

Now get lost.

What the hell.

It's probably raining
in Tasmania anyway.

I'm going to call Preston
and find out what's going on.

Oh, my God.

Stop shooting, dammit!

We're okay!

No!

Bell!

Freeze!

I'm a hostage, you idiot!

Blue Leader, this is Team One.
The processing center is secure.

What's wrong with you people?

You could have gotten us
all killed.

There were rumors you were dead.

Do I look dead to you?

Our orders were
to pacify the building.

Yeah...

Well, you certainly did
a good job.

I'm a doctor.

Leave him alone.

I copy.

All right listen up, there's
trouble on Second Street.

You go pacify Second Street.

Officer Calvera and I
can handle things here.

Give me that.

All right men, let's move!

How is he?

Lucky. He'll live.

The next time I tell
you to stay down, you...

Gotcha.

Yeah.

What about Webb?

How could we have
let this happen?

The question is, how do we
stop it from happening again?

So what do we do with them?

I don't know.

You could let us go.

All right.

Vin!

They saved our lives back there.

How can we explain
what happened to them?

Give me your I.D. Cards.

Pocket.

We'll switch these
for two of the casualties.

As far as anybody knows...

You both died here.

Is that okay with you, Bell?

Thanks.

My pleasure.

Come on.

Let's get you out of here.

Anything else we can do for you?

There is one more thing.

Name it.

Tell people the truth
about what happened here.

I would have done that anyway.

First officer's log, supplemental.

Upon returning to the present
with our missing crew members,

we were relieved to discover
that the timeline had been restored.

Come in.

How do you feel?

Better.

I thought you might
like to see this.

I found it in
the historical database.

I'm not looking forward to
explaining this to Starfleet Command.

Well, at least
it's a good picture.

You know, Commander,

having seen a little
of the 21st century,

there is one thing
I don't understand.

How could they have
let things get so bad?

That's a good question.

I wish I had an answer.