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The Cardassians
are still closing.

They have powered
their weapon systems.

They have established
weapons lock.

Weapons lock broken.

Going to warp.

Get out of here, Jake!

I'm-I'm in the middle
of a simulation!

I said get out of here!

Computer, end program.

Oh! Oh, oh! You okay?

Look what you made me do.

Well, you should know not
to end a program sitting down.

Why did you come in here?

You were supposed to meet
me half an hour ago.

Well, I didn't realize
it had gotten so late.

- Sorry.
- Don't worry about it.

How's it going, anyway?

Pretty good, I've improved my
reaction time by almost 20 percent

but I've got to get it up
another five.

Is that the cutoff point

for getting into the Academy
Preparatory Program?

Exactly.

Don't worry about it, Nog.
You'll get there.

I'd better.

Because if I don't
get into the program,

I'll never be admitted
into the Academy next year.

You think six weeks of summer
classes will make the difference?

If I do well.

I have to show
the admissions committee

how determined I am
to become a cadet.

Don't worry so much, Nog.

You'll be a great cadet.

In the meantime,

you make a lousy stock boy.

Why can't you take after
your friend here?

He knows enough
to stay out of Starfleet.

Even a human can see there's
a lot more profitable opportunities

out there for a young man
with ambition.

Uncle, he wants to be a writer.

There's no profit in that.

On the contrary,
writing holosuite programs --

especially the more
intimate variety --

is very profitable.

I'll bet.

I'll tell you what.

The two of you come up
with a proposal,

and I'll put up the latinum
for your first program.

I don't think so, Uncle.

All right, fine...

join Starfleet.

I don't know why I bother
trying to help you anyway.

Go down to the storeroom
and get your father.

Tell him to get behind the bar.

Lieutenant Dax has asked me
to join the senior staff

for a very important
meeting in the wardroom.

Do you have any idea what
Dax wants to talk to us about?

No.

Apparently, she asked
Leeta to come as well.

Hmm. I've noticed
they've been spending

quite a bit of time together.

Do you keep tabs on
everybody, Constable?

Not everyone.

But really, Doctor,

two Delvin fluff pastries
for breakfast this morning?

You of all people
should know better

than to start
your day like that.

Major. Chief.

- Hello, Leeta
- Oh, hello.

And how are you doing?

Thank you all for coming.

- No problem.
- What's up?

I'll get right to the point.

You are the seven people on
this station that I feel closest to,

and I want you all to be
a part of my zhian'tara.

Zhian'tara, what's that?

It's the Trill rite of closure.
I've read about it.

The zhian'tara is a ritual

where joined Trills get a chance

to actually meet
their previous hosts.

Meet them -- how?

That's where you come in.

If you don't mind,

I'd like to borrow your
bodies for a few hours.

What do you mean,
"borrow" our bodies?

Well, if you
agree to participate,

the memories of one
of my previous hosts

will be temporarily removed
from the symbiont

and imprinted onto you.

You essentially become
one of my hosts

for the duration of the ritual.

And how is this accomplished?

The memories are transferred
telepathically by a Guardian.

A Guardian?

They take care of the symbionts.

Usually, they're unjoined Trill.

Leeta is sort of an
amateur sociologist.

It comes in handy
in my line of work.

You never know who you'll meet
at the dabo table.

You're asking me to hand my
body over to some dead person.

Only for a few hours.

Uh-huh. What happens
to me in the meantime?

You'll remain conscious of
everything that's going on around you.

And at any time, you can
reassert yourself

and regain control of your body.

But it's best to relax

and let the host's
memories emerge.

The point is to give
Jadzia a chance

to interact with
her previous hosts.

Curzon spoke very fondly
of his zhian'tara.

He said it was one of the most
powerful experiences of his life.

I do have one question.

What about Joran?

Joran... wasn't he
the, uh, crazy host of yours --

the musician who killed someone?

Uh, Commander Sisko has
volunteered to embody Joran.

We've already discussed

taking certain precautions
during the transfer.

Well, count me in.

Me, too.

Yes.

Agreed.

- Chief?
- Oh, yes, yeah, I'm in.

Why is everybody looking at me?

Because you're the only one who
hasn't agreed to participate.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant.

You're going to have
to find someone else.

I really want you to be
a part of this, Quark.

I was hoping that you
would embody Audrid for me.

Well...

I think it will make us closer.

Uh... when you put it
that way...

I knew I could count on you.

Kira, I would like you to
embody Lela, my first host.

We'll start tomorrow
after the Guardian arrives.

It means a lot to me that all
of you are willing to do this.

Thank you.

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but did Quark just agree

to embody one
of your female hosts?

Yes, he did.

Hmm.

After that, comes the deductive
reasoning portion of the exam

and then the spatial
orientation test.

The whole thing should
take about four days.

Now, I know it must sound
overwhelming to you.

Just try to take it
one day at a time.

One day at a time, right.

And today, all you
have to worry about

is the stress reaction test.

Computer, run program delta 59.

I-I thought this was going
to be a runabout simulation.

No.

But... that's what I practiced.

Well, if we tested you
where you practiced,

it wouldn't exactly be
stressful, now would it?

Man your post.

You're the Operations
Officer on duty.

What was that?!

You tell me.

We've been trying to get Dax
back to the homeworld

to perform the zhian'tara
for some time now.

She kept putting us off,
so the Symbiosis Commission

decided to force the issue
and send me here.

I just haven't had time
to get away.

You could have made the time.

Where is the zhian'tara
to take place?

I have preparations to make.

This way.

I'nora, ja'kala Dax...

zhian'shee, Lela tanus rem.

Gon'dar, Jadzia tor.

Jadzia, zhian'tara vok.

Tu Dax, zhian'tani ress.

Zhian'par, Lela garu'koj...

Kira?

No...

Lela.

You must be Dax's new host.

I'm Jadzia.

Oh, what a beautiful name.

I have a few questions
for both of you.

I need to make sure the
memory transference is complete.

Go ahead.

What is the last thing
you remember?

Talking to Curzon
at his zhian'tara.

Can you tell me
the name of the person

who supervised Lela
when she was an initiate?

No, I can't remember.

Well, that's
perfectly all right.

It just means Lela's memories

have been temporarily
removed from your mind.

It's a little disorienting,

like part of me
is suddenly missing.

Not missing --

right here --

and the name of my initiate
supervisor was Jobel.

Excellent, the transference
seems to be complete.

Unless either of you
have any questions,

I'll leave you alone
for a few hours.

Thank you.

Such odd fellows
these Guardians are.

I know.

Well, it's understandable,
I suppose.

They spend most
of their time underground,

tending symbiont pools
full of this stuff.

Ah, I love the smell of it.

Don't you?

It looks like you've ended up
a long way from home, Jadzia.

What is it?

It's just, uh... I hold
my hands behind my back...

the same way you do.

Ah, it's a habit I picked up
when I was a legislator.

I was one of the first women
to serve as a council member.

When I started out,
I talked with my hands a lot,

lots of emphatic gesturing.

I discovered some of my male
colleagues were imitating me,

so I started to do this.

I just thought it was
an unconscious habit.

I never realized why I did it.

Ah, that's the point
of a zhian'tara --

to discover these things
about yourself.

It's so strange.

It's like you really are Lela.

Well, in a sense, I am.

After all, what is a person
but a sum of their memories?

Oh...

I have a feeling that
these next few days

are going to be
extraordinary for you.

Tobin, I don't think
Chief O'Brien

is going to appreciate
you biting his nails.

Sorry.

I guess I'm a little nervous.

That's all right.

I get that way sometimes myself.

And now you know
who you have to thank for it.

Sorry.

Will you please stop
saying you're sorry?

Sorry.

I've been working on finishing
your proof of Fermat's Last Theorem.

You have?!

It's the most original
approach to the proof...

since Wiles, over 300 years ago.

Thanks.

I guess I tend to look
for original approaches myself.

I guess I have you
to thank for that as well.

Very nice.

This is an excellent body
you managed to get for me.

I'll be sure to pass that along.

I remember when I first
got the Dax symbiont.

I was worried that it might affect
my coordination in some way.

And hurt your gymnastics career.

As it turned out, being joined
improved my concentration.

Really? I found
that as well.

You're a gymnast?

No, but I'm an expert
in Klingon martial arts.

Oh.

Did you take it up

before or after you were joined?

After.

Why am I not surprised?

Sit
right here, and I'll tell you all about it.

The day I was named head
of the Symbiosis Commission

was one of the happiest
of my life.

Right behind the day I gave
birth to my first child.

Are you a mother, Jadzia?

No.

Oh... I hope you
will be someday.

There's nothing quite like
holding a baby to your breast,

nursing it...

The entity that lent me
this body wishes to speak.

How much longer
am I going to have to do this?

Another hour at most.

And the sooner
we get back to it,

the sooner it'll be over.

Just remember, not a word
about this to anyone.

I promise.

Maybe you should go easy
on those, Torias.

Julian was just telling
me the other day

he's started to
watch what he eats.

Well, you should tell
your friend to live a little.

Life's too short to deprive
yourself of the simple pleasures.

I should know.

You didn't exactly
deprive yourself.

No, but my life was too short.

The accident.

Still, I'm lucky.

I continue to exist,
as part of you,

just as Jadzia
will go on existing

when the symbiont
is passed on to a new host.

We're part of something
bigger than any one of us.

I just feel lucky
to have been chosen.

So do I.

Come in.

It's late.

I think it's time we returned
Dr. Bashir's body to him.

It was nice meeting you.

I'm ready.

Are you sure about this,
Commander?

Don't worry, Odo.

Joran isn't going to be able
to hurt anyone

from inside of a holding cell.

There's just one problem.

You're going to be
in there with him.

Hmm.

Activate the force field.

Joran.

Hello, Jadzia.

If you need me,
I'll be right outside.

As will I.

It's good to see you again,
Jadzia.

Tell me, have you been
practicing your music?

Yes, when I have the time.

Good.

Do you think of me
when you play?

Sometimes.

I'm glad.

You're a very

pretty girl, Jadzia.

Very pretty.

But unfortunately,
that's all you are.

You're nothing

compared to Lela, Torias,

or myself.

You're a pretender.

You must realize that by now.

You don't know
anything about me.

Only what I can see.

A little girl, not worthy

of the noble creature
nestled inside her.

You're overwhelmed by it.

You're in over your head.

And they said it was a mistake

choosing me for joining.

But there is one hope
for you, Jadzia,

and that's me.

My strength is within you.

You don't have
to be afraid of it.

I'm not.

Then let me show you
how to use it.

Lower the force field, Jadzia.

Lower it...

and you will never have to be
afraid of anything ever again.

No.

Joran!

Stop it.
You're hurting him!

Benjamin, take control!

I think that's
enough of Joran for now.

Are you all right?

Surprise.

It's all right, old man.

It's me.

Whoo!

Thanks.

For what?

For not breaking any bones.

Dabo!

Will you stop doing that?
It's very distracting.

I'm trying to do the books.

I can't help it.

My son's future is being decided
at this very minute.

Well, pacing around
like some Alvanian cave sloth

isn't going to help him.

What's that?

Uh... a cadet's uniform.

I got it for Nog.

I had Garak make it to order.

It cost five strips of latinum.

Well, you wasted your money.
He's not going to need it.

Why not?

Because...
he'll be issued a uniform

if and when he gets
to the Academy.

Well, now he'll have two.

I keep thinking about Joran.

I heard what he told you.

I can't seem to get
it out of my head.

Jadzia, did you put off
having your zhian'tara

because you were afraid
you wouldn't measure up

to the other hosts?

I don't know, maybe I did.

Now that it's almost over,

I hope you realize
you were wrong.

I'm not so sure I was.

I don't understand
how you could say that.

You were chosen for joining
because you deserved it,

just as much
as any of the others.

If that's true,
then why did Curzon

wash me
out of the initiate program?

You tell me.

I've always believed

it was because he
wanted to challenge me

so that I would reapply
and try harder.

Now I'm not so sure.

Why not?

That's exactly what you did.

Maybe Curzon just didn't
think I was good enough.

I find that hard to believe.

But if that's
what you're afraid of,

why don't you ask him
when you see him?

I will...

but what if he tells me
something I don't want to hear?

I have to go.

Jadzia, zhian'tara vok.

Tu Dax, zhian'tani ress.

Zhian'par, Odo garu'koj...

I'm going to my office
for a while.

Benjamin!

You do recognize me, don't you?

Curzon?

Don't tell me,
the nose gave me away, huh?

What's the matter?

Aren't you happy to see me?

Of course.

Of course.

So, where's Jadzia?

Ah, it's all right. I told her
I wanted to come see you.

That we'd meet up later
at Quark's.

I'm going to give that little
toad the scare of his life.

You sound like Odo.

I am Odo.

I don't understand.
I thought you were Curzon.

I'm both.

The, uh, Guardian thinks
it has something to do

with my shape-shifting nature.

It's as if Odo and Curzon
have been joined.

It's proven to be quite an
interesting experience for both of us.

In any case, the Guardian says
it's nothing to worry about.

I like the beard, by the way.

- Yeah?
- Absolutely.

So... when is Kasidy Yates
coming back, huh?

Huh?

Not you, too.

Well, she's a fine-looking
woman, Ben.

Reminds me of the girl
you took up with on Pelios...

Why don't we join
Jadzia in Quark's?

And let Jake
finish his homework.

I'll tell you
all about it later.

Okay.

Curzon, remember?

Quark!

Odo?

What happened to your face?

Never mind my face.

Did I ever mention
you're a magnificent scoundrel?

Two tranyas please, very cold.

Right away.

It's going to take Quark
a little while to get over that.

Jadzia.

It looks like the two of you
are having a good time.

Well, as good a time as
two gentlemen can have

without the company of a lady.

Please, join us.

Excuse me while I slip into
something more appropriate.

Ah!

I love being a changeling.

Well, if you two don't mind,
I think I'll be pushing off.

Benjamin, don't go.

I have to finish evaluating
Nog's test results.

He's waiting to hear how he did.

Thanks for stopping by, old man.

It was good to see you.

Oh!

Well, there goes
the best friend I ever had.

Well?

So... are you enjoying
your zhian'tara?

For the most part.

What about that Tobin, huh?

Did he tell you that I got him
drunk for the first time

during my zhian'tara?

No.

But I can see why you did.

Curzon, there's something
I want to talk to you about.

Oh?

Do you remember when
I was an initiate?

Do you see that
Ferengi over there?

A bulletin came in
on him last week.

He's a tongo hustler.

I'd love to clean him out.

We should get a game going.

Tongo!

I just don't understand
how I could have failed, Father.

You've always been so good
with spatial orientation.

Remember the time
we redid the floors

and you managed
to stack all the chairs

so they fit behind the bar?

Now I won't qualify to take
the Academy Entrance Exam.

My Starfleet career is over
before it even started.

He's right, you know.

And it's not fair.

Starfleet has no idea
who it's passing up.

Nog, you would have
made a good officer.

I want you to know something.

There will always be
a place for you here --

at Quark's.

Sorry, Lonzo.

Excuse me, folks,
but the bar has been closed

for over an hour now.

I asked you nicely before,
but if you don't leave,

I'm going to have
to call Security.

I am Security.

Don't worry, Quark. We're going.

I confiscated this
from a Yridian smuggler.

Don't you need it for evidence?

Bah!

I still want to talk to you about
what happened when I was an initiate.

I know you do.

So...

What is it you want to ask me?

Why didn't you object

when you heard I was
reinstated into the program?

I don't know, Jadzia.

Maybe I decided I'd
been too hard on you.

It was your job to be hard
on initiates.

Yes, but...

The truth is

I felt sorry for you.

Well, you wanted
to be joined so badly.

You were so young, so lovely.

I guess I've always had
this nagging feeling

I didn't have
your complete confidence.

I-I tried to push it aside,

but now it turns out
I was right.

You never thought I was
good enough to be a host.

Whatever I may have thought
doesn't matter.

You are a host.

- Isn't that enough?
- No.

I feel like I don't
have your respect,

and I'm afraid when your
memories are restored to me,

I'm going to feel
like I don't respect myself.

In that case,
you'll be happy to know

that I've come to a decision

that's going to benefit
both of us.

What do you mean?

I've decided to stay
where I am, in this body.

And I'm not just
speaking as Curzon.

This is Odo's decision as well.

We like what we've become,

and neither of us wants to go
back to the way things were.

Ahh!

There's no way to remove
Curzon's memories from Odo

without his cooperation.

He has to give
them up willingly.

What'll happen to Jadzia
if we can't persuade him?

It'll take some time for her
to adjust to the new balance,

but she'll be fine.

Do you want me to
talk to Curzon?

I know him better than anyone.

I might be able to get him
to cooperate.

I don't think so.

I don't think
I want to do anything.

What do you mean?

I mean I'm fine.

And obviously, Odo and Curzon
are well-suited to each other.

Maybe it's better this way.

I'd like to speak to Jadzia
alone for a moment.

Do you really want to leave
things as they are?

Or are you just trying
to avoid a confrontation

with Curzon?

You once told me

that Curzon intimidated you
when you were an initiate.

I looked up to him.

I still do.

Maybe that's why I find it hard
to challenge his decisions.

Let me tell you
something about Curzon.

He was my friend,
he was my confidant.

In a way, he was
my teacher as well,

but he was also manipulative,
selfish, and arrogant.

Most people let him
get away with it

because he was so charming.

Sometimes, I let him
get away with it, too,

but, from time to time,
he'd push me too far,

and I'd have to stand up to him,

tell him he'd crossed the line.

And how would he react?

Sometimes, he'd just laugh
and admit it.

Sometimes, he'd be furious.

But either way, he'd back off
because he knew he was wrong.

And he is wrong now.

He's being selfish,
and he's manipulated you

to get you to go along
with what he wants.

Now...

are you going to confront him

or let him get away with it?

It's up to you.

I know what you did.

Take it easy.

What's wrong with you?

You know what's wrong.

You reconfigured the holosuite

so that Nog would fail
the spatial orientation test.

I did it for his own good, Rom.

I couldn't just stand by

and watch my nephew
throw his life away.

You had no right to interfere!

I've already told Commander
Sisko what you did,

and he's going to let
Nog retake the test.

- You what?
- You heard me.

And if you ever do anything
to hurt Nog again,

I'll burn the bar to the ground.

You wouldn't dare.

Oh, yes, I would.

My son's happiness
is more important to me

than anything, even latinum!

Remember that, Brother!

Jadzia.

Come in, come in.

I was just oozing
around the room.

You have no idea
what a liberating

experience it is
to be in a liquid state.

We need to talk.

All right.

What is it you want
to talk about?

I want my memories back.

Ah...

I'm sorry.

I realize this is
difficult for you,

but you'll get over it.

Trust me, it's better this way.

For you, maybe.

You're both living out a life

you never could have
had otherwise.

But it's my life you're living.

Those should be my memories.

Not anymore.

Maybe they never
should have been.

That's where you're wrong.

I earned the right to be joined.

I am the only person
in our planet's history

who was ever re-admitted
to the initiate program

after being washed out.

The only reason you got back in

was because I felt
sorry for you.

Curzon was famous
for rejecting initiates.

Why feel sorry for me?

Now don't you use that tone
of voice with me, little girl.

You can't intimidate me, Curzon.

And I'm not
a little girl anymore.

No.

I suppose you're not.

The truth is

you weren't a little girl
back when you were an initiate.

You were a brilliant
and beautiful young woman.

Very beautiful.

You were in love with me?

At first...

I thought it was just an old
man's passing infatuation.

After all, I'd always
had an eye for the ladies.

But as we spent
more time together,

I started to realize
it was something...

deeper.

Then why were you so hard on me?

I couldn't let you
know the truth.

You were an initiate.
I was your supervisor.

So you washed me out
of the program.

Later, I realized
that I'd robbed you

of something you'd
wanted all your life.

I felt so guilty,
I nearly retired

from the Symbiosis Commission.

So when I reapplied,
you didn't object.

On the contrary.

I was grateful
when you reapplied.

It let me off the hook.

So, now that you know,

you can see that it's best
for both of us

that I stay here in this body.

Why?
Because you loved me?

Because I still love you.

There's no shame
in that, Curzon.

Yes, there is.

And if we rejoin,
you'll feel it, too.

No, I won't...

because I love you.

You're a part of me,
and I want you back.

That way, Jadzia and
Curzon can be together

the way they should be...

through Dax.

He's coming!

He's coming.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'd like to introduce
Starfleet's...

future...

my son, Nog.

Congratulations, Nog.

Thank you, sir.

Yeah, way to go.

I'm afraid you've jumped the gun
putting on that uniform.

I know I haven't earned
the right to wear it yet,

but my father got it for me.

Hopefully, you'll get to put on
the real one next year.

When you ace the Academy
Entrance Exam.

Yeah.

What's the matter, Chief?

It just occurred to me.

As soon as that kid
graduates from the Academy,

I'm going to have
to call him "sir."

Okay.

What can I get you, Nog?

Oh.

A root beer.

It's an Earth drink --

something they serve
at the Academy.

A root beer.

This is the end
of Ferengi civilization.

May I join you, Lieutenant?

Of course.

I'd just like to apologize
for my behavior

while I was joined with Curzon.

There's no need to apologize.

In a way, I'm glad it happened.

It forced me to deal
with some things about myself

I've never really faced.

Besides, you've...
given me a special gift.

Oh?

You see...

now I have Curzon's memories

of what it felt like
to be a changeling.

I never realized
how much joy it gives you.

And I never understood
how much joy

you humanoids experience
in things like eating, drinking,

staying up all night playing
tongo.

Frankly, I don't see how Curzon

ever managed to get
any work done.

He always seemed to somehow.

Well...

he must have been
a remarkable man.

Yes, he is.