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The time is 0500.

Mmm... yeah, all right...

Julian?

Yes.

We have to get up.

Yeah, sure.

It's a big day.

It was a big night.

Cleared up a lot of unanswered questions.

Such as?

Such as just how far

these spots really go down.

I suppose you'll want to tell Miles.

Now why would I want to do that?

Because you tell him everything.

True.

But you know what?

In this case...

I'm going to make an exception.

Good.

Mmm... we really should get up.

We don't want the Defiant leaving without us.

You know, I've never been into battle

with someone I've slept with before.

Well, there's a first time for everything.

Now that we're finally together,

it'd be such a shame if something happened to one of us.

Let's make a pact.

We both come home alive.

You got yourself a deal.

I'm holding you to that.

Oh, and don't forget, Kirayoshi has his checkup

at 0900 tomorrow.

I've already confirmed the appointment with Nurse Bandee.

Come on, sweetie, one more bite.

And don't stay up all night writing that paper on...

- W-what are those trees called? - Arfillian Ficus.

And they're not trees, they're shrubs.

Yeah, well... try to get some sleep.

- Oh, and... - Honey... we'll be fine.

Stop worrying.

Right.

Molly...

please don't touch that.

I let you play with my toys.

Yeah, but, see, this isn't a toy.

This is a... model.

Maybe it belongs in a museum then.

I suppose I could give it to Julian.

Sounds good to me.

Speaking of Julian,

have you told him about Starfleet's offer yet?

Uh... no, not yet.

I knew it.

What's that supposed to mean?

We're not going back to Earth.

Of course we are.

Daddy's going to teach at the Academy...

when the war's over.

Then why haven't you told Julian?

"Out of the mouth of babes."

I'll tell him, you know... when...

I think he's ready to hear it.

How's that?

Oh, it's doing wonders for my head,

but it's my stomach that's bothering me.

If it will help, morning sickness ends

after the first trimester.

Oh, that's two more months.

I don't think I'm going to make it.

You're going to make it.

- Ben? - Hmm?

Promise me something.

Promise that you'll come home to us.

I promise.

I don't believe it.

I said I promise.

No, it's not...

Come in.

Hey... I thought I'd walk you to the Defiant.

I'd like that.

Ah.

How's Kas?

Reports of my death have been exaggerated...

but not by much.

Isn't there something she can take to make her feel better?

She doesn't like taking medication

unless it's absolutely necessary.

Sounds necessary to me.

Waiting for you to leave only makes me feel worse.

If you're going to go, just go.

Are you sure I can't get you anything?

Just hurry up and come back home.

Mind if I walk with you, Commander?

Not at all.

Captain Sisko informed me

that you would be joining us on the mission.

I hope that when we reach Cardassia,

we find Colonel Kira alive and well.

So do I, Commander.

So do I.

Captain on the Bridge.

All right, people.

What do you say we end this war?

Sounds good to me.

Ensign, I believe you know the way to Cardassia.

If I get lost, I'll just follow the ship in front of us.

The Federation invasion fleet has left Deep Space 9.

They'll reach the Cardassian border by tomorrow night.

Our brave Jem'Hadar soldiers have a motto:

"Victory is life."

I'm glad you're familiar with it

because today those words have meaning for us all.

The outcome of this battle will determine

the outcome of the war.

Either we destroy their invasion forces

or they destroy us.

There is no other option.

Fight well today...

and Romulus will be yours to do with as you wish.

Yes, yes.

And Earth, too.

I assure you...

the pleasure is all mine.

Is something bothering you?

Apparently, uh...

I was under the mistaken impression

that all Federation territories

would fall under my jurisdiction...

including Earth.

And so they shall.

But...

you promised the Breen.

I would promise the Breen the entire Alpha Quadrant

if I thought it would help win this war.

The Founder is wise in all things.

Founder...

I've heard a disturbing rumor

about the traitor Damar.

What about him?

He may be alive.

Is this possible?

I don't see how.

We destroyed his ship, his rebel bases...

But his body was never found.

They say he's here...

on Cardassia Prime.

In the capital, no less.

Look into this matter.

If Damar is alive...

He won't be for long.

Halt!

Step forward...

slowly.

I'm sorry, have we done something wrong?

We're new to the city and I'm afraid we're lost.

Quiet!

You are Legate Damar.

I told you -- you look just like him.

I can't tell you how many times

my cousin has been mistaken for that traitor.

He will be taken to Dominion headquarters.

You will die here.

I do not understand you.

I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but...

what are you doing here?

Watching your backs.

I thought we decided it would be safer

if you stayed out of sight.

Well, that's what the helmet's for.

You should be wearing one, too.

Every Jem'Hadar and Breen soldier

on Cardassia's looking for you.

If I'm to lead this revolt,

I can't do it hiding in a cellar.

It was necessary for me to attend that gathering tonight.

Well, fill me in later.

If anyone stops us, you're my prisoners.

But the vote was unanimous.

The work disruptions begin tomorrow.

Power, communication and transportation facilities

throughout Cardassia will be sabotaged.

The Dominion fleet will be cut off from all ground support.

That way, they'll have to face the invasion force on their own.

And once the Dominion is crushed...

All Cardassia will be free again.

Oh, when you were a small boy,

I was worried about you.

Always getting into trouble.

So secretive,

so full of deceit.

Who would've thought those disgraceful characteristics

would be turned to virtues.

More tea?

You're too kind.

Do you hear that, Chief?

Sounds like the Doppler compensators are out of phase.

Ensign, how's she handling?

She's not quite as smooth as the old Defiant, sir.

Feels a bit sluggish.

Chief?

I'm on it. O'Brien to Engineering.

Engineering.

Recalibrate the inertial dampers

and check the plasma flow regulators while you're at it.

Right away, Chief.

You think someone would've come up with a better

inertial control system.

What's that, Miles?

I said I wish you'd wipe that grin off your face.

You're not the first person to fall in love, you know.

I thought you'd be happy for me.

I am happy for you.

- O'Brien to Engineering. - Engineering.

Now try realigning the induction coils.

Will do.

You're sure you're not angry.

Why should I be angry?

I have been asking you to tell the doctor

how you feel about him for the past month.

Well... now that he knows how I feel...

I am happy for you.

That's a relief.

But... I am going to kill him.

You're kidding, right?

And Jadzia said I did not have a sense of humor.

Julian, there's something I need to talk to you about.

You're getting pressure from Keiko, aren't you?

How did you know?

It's a big decision.

I'm surprised it didn't come up sooner.

Actually, we've been talking about it for quite a while.

Well, you can stop talking about it.

We'll move the Alamo into my quarters.

I could still use

a little more equalization on the torque buffers.

Uh, right.

I'll try to compensate with the impulse response filters.

That way, your quarters won't be so cluttered

and, uh, you can still use it whenever you want.

I wasn't talking about the Alamo model.

Besides, it's too big for your quarters.

You let me worry about that.

So... what were you talking about?

Oh, it's nothing that can't wait.

Is that any better, Nog?

Torque buffers are stable.

I wish she were here, too, Constable.

If we only knew where Kira was.

If we could only be sure that she was all right.

The Colonel's a survivor.

This war, Captain...

it has to end.

And it will... soon.

One way or the other.

Mother?

The Emissary's task is nearing completion.

Are you talking about the war?

You have walked the path

the Prophets laid out for you, Benjamin.

Do not falter now.

I don't intend to.

Know this... my son.

Your journey's end lies not before you...

but behind you.

Captain?

Captain...

The Prophets...

came to me in a vision.

I take it they weren't bringing good news.

I'm not sure.

Only time will tell.

Hello, Adami.

You're back.

Is that all you have to say to me?

I see the Pah-wraiths have restored your sight.

Yes, they've forgiven me.

I was hoping you could find it in your heart to do the same.

I don't forgive war criminals.

To think I took Gul Dukat to my bed --

one of the most hated men in Bajoran history.

I've already told you how much I regret my actions

during the occupation.

Of course you do.

Have you learned how to release the Pah-wraiths?

The secrets of the Kosst Amojan have been revealed to me, yes.

Then why haven't you gone to the Fire Caves and freed them?

I was waiting for you.

Then you do forgive me.

I need your help, Dukat. It's as simple as that.

All you have to do is ask.

Together, we will release the Pah-wraiths

so they can lay claim to the Celestial Temple

and destroy the Prophets.

And their Emissary.

No, no, no.

Benjamin Sisko will be dealt with by me...

and me alone.

Assuming he survives the invasion of Cardassia.

Oh, he'll survive...

but I promise you...

he'll wish he hadn't.

You going to sit there all night, Quark?

Got any... threes?

Go fish.

Don't tell me you're quitting?

It's just not my game.

Well, you want to try pinochle again?

How about rummy? Or gin rummy?

Five card stud?

Uh, canasta?

How about some tongo?

Did they play tongo in Las Vegas in 1962?

How could they? It's a Ferengi game.

Which is why my holographic program can't create it.

I know, I know.

This place is period specific.

For a hologram, you're not very accommodating.

Oh, is that why you dropped by -- to insult me?

I dropped by because I had nothing else to do.

My bar hasn't had half a dozen customers all day.

Everyone's off fighting this stupid war.

It's not easy staying behind, is it --

knowing your friends are out there risking their lives?

They think they have it rough?

They should try leading my life for a day.

The hospitality industry isn't for the fainthearted.

A bartender's life is a lonely one.

That's true, but few people understand it.

They think it's one big happy party.

They forget that the person giving the party never has any fun.

He's too busy making sure everyone else is having fun.

All I do, all day long, is give, give, give.

Bartending is a very noble profession

and you do it well --

under some very difficult circumstances

I might add. You should be proud.

Think so?

I know so, pally.

I just hope Nog...

and the rest of those heroic idiots

come back in one piece.

There you are.

Vic, sweetie, are you ready?

Jimmy and Peter are about to go on.

Sorry, pally, got to run.

Durante and Lawford are at the Sands.

Can't miss that.

I thought you said a bartender's life was a lonely one.

It is,

but I'm not a bartender.

Huh.

Go fish.

Is it really necessary to rest so often?

You don't need to wait for me.

Go on ahead.

Wander aimlessly through these caves

for the rest of your miserable life.

I'm in no hurry.

During the occupation,

my people found the Bajorans' fear of these caves amusing...

and yet, we never took the time to visit them...

and now here I am.

It's ironic, isn't it?

I don't care.

Excuse me, I just meant...

I'm sure you have many interesting anecdotes

about the occupation,

but I don't have any desire to hear them.

I meant no disrespect, Adami.

And stop calling me "Adami."

That privilege is no longer yours.

How should I address you, then?

From now on, you will address me as "Eminence."

Is that clear?

Perfectly...

Eminence.

I see your point,

but for two millennia, the Jem'Hadar have been

the Dominion's first line of defense.

It would damage their morale

to have to take a backseat to the Breen.

Very well.

In the spirit of our new alliance,

I will inform the Jem'Hadar

that the Breen forces will stand alongside them.

I'm glad that pleases you.

I think we have a problem.

Our lines are spread too thin, especially here, at the center.

We need to dispatch reinforcements immediately.

Do you agree?

Notify the Jem'Hadar.

Order them to reinforce the center of their lines.

Now what?

Emergency power engaged.

Founder...

I'm relieved to see that you're all right.

Long-range communications are down.

I can't contact the Jem'Hadar.

Of course I'll keep trying.

What caused the power failure?

I'm afraid it was sabotage.

Almost every Dominion installation

on Cardassian Prime has suffered damage.

Damar.

We captured some of the terrorists,

but they're not soldiers --

they're ordinary citizens.

Are you telling me

that the Cardassian people are rising up against us?

I'm sure it's only a small number of malcontents.

But we have no way of knowing that, do we?

Founder, may I make a suggestion?

Yes, I am sure that Broca will be very happy

to hear what you have to say.

If the Cardassian people

are responsible for these acts of terrorism...

if Damar and his fanatics have turned them against us,

then it's the people who should be punished.

Now, what do you say to that?

Severely punished.

Well, I'm glad we all agree.

See to it.

- It's been 24 minutes. - Not bad.

If the Dominion hasn't been able to restore power to the capital,

then the entire planet must be in chaos.

I hope so.

I'm afraid I was only able to find two more lightsticks.

There's more about the house somewhere, but I...

Would you stop dawdling and give them to me?

Oh, well, I remember that tone of voice.

It reminds me of the demanding and inconsiderate boy

you used to be.

I haven't changed much, have I?

This will send a clear message to the Dominion --

the Cardassian people will fight to regain their freedom.

I hope they realize their fight is just beginning.

We're going to have to hit the enemy again and harder this time.

Well, that won't be easy.

They will have tightened their security.

Well, that doesn't matter. We can't lose our momentum.

The Commander is right.

We cannot rest until Cardassia is free.

And when it is, we'll have you to thank for it.

Without you, this rebellion would have died in its infancy.

Ironic, isn't it --

the savior of Cardassia, a former Bajoran terrorist?

Well, don't canonize me just yet.

It's been 26 and a half minutes.

Let's see what the Dominion has to say for itself.

Citizens of Cardassia,

this latest wave of vandalism

directed against your Dominion allies must stop.

I wouldn't count on it.

We know that these disgraceful acts of sabotage

were carried out by a mere handful of extremists,

but these radicals must come to realize

that their disobedience will not be tolerated.

That you, the Cardassian people, will suffer the consequences

of their cowardly actions.

Which is why I must inform you,

a few moments ago,

Dominion troops reduced Lakarian City to ashes.

There were no survivors.

Two million men, women and children

gone in a matter of moments.

For each act of sabotage committed against the Dominion,

another Cardassian city will be destroyed.

I implore you not to let that happen.

Let us return to the spirit of friendship and cooperation

between our peoples,

so that together, we can destroy our common enemies --

the Federation, the Klingons, the Romulans,

and all the others that stand against us.

Thank you.

I should have killed

that Vorta jackal when I had the chance.

You want another one?

We'll attack Dominion Headquarters.

Chop off a snake's head and the body will die.

Exactly.

Damar, for the past two years

you've practically lived in that building.

If you're asking me if I know a way in,

the answer is no --

not without a valid security protocol.

All right, we'll use force.

We're going to need some kind of explosives.

I'll get right on it.

What you're proposing is suicide.

If you have nothing positive to say, Mila...

All right, I'll prepare some food.

Nobody should die on an empty stomach.

Sir, Chancellor Martok

would like to speak to you and Admiral Ross.

Put them through.

Gentlemen...

a magnificent victory lies before us.

I trust those are prophetic words, Chancellor.

They are... and I've not forgotten

the promise I made to both of you.

That the three of us would share a bottle of bloodwine on Cardassia Prime.

"A bottle"?

I brought a barrel of 2309.

There is no finer vintage.

Then I'll meet you both on Cardassia.

We'll see who gets there first.

The Chancellor makes victory sound easy.

He knows it won't be.

Sisko to all hands.

Prepare to engage the enemy.

I'll say one thing for the Breen --

they know how to pilot their ships.

So do you, Ensign.

Stay with him.

I'm trying, but he's slippery.

Mr. Worf?

Unable to lock target.

We have two Jem'Hadar ships closing aft of us,

bearing 136 mark 4.

Evasive action, pattern delta.

Hang on.

Well done, Ensign.

But I lost the Breen ship we were after.

I wouldn't worry about it.

There are plenty more to choose from.

You've hardly touched your meal.

No wonder you're not looking well.

I'm not looking well because I live in a cellar.

Well, so does Legate Damar.

And what about him?

Well, he's finished everything on his plate

which explains

why he is such a fine, handsome figure of a man.

Oh, I'm afraid I don't follow you.

I do.

Mila, I believe you're falling in love.

Oh, I'm old enough to be his mother.

Ah-ah.

Nonsense.

Politicians.

Now, who could that be?

Uh... I'll go see.

Uh, may I help you?

What's taking her so long?

I don't know.

Mila!

Garak!

Garak, get out of there!

I can't look away for a second.

Just fix the shoulder.

Careful!

Sit still or you'll end up with one arm shorter than the other.

You'd do anything to beat me at darts.

I haven't lost a game to you in months.

I'm going to miss our games, Julian.

What are you talking about?

You're going to be fine.

I'm leaving DS9, Julian. I'm moving back to Earth.

Why?

I've been offered a position at the Starfleet Academy...

Professor of Engineering.

When?

When the war's over.

Oh... I see.

Somebody has to teach you officers the difference between

a warp matrix flux capacitor

and a self-sealing stem bolt.

Of course, of course.

Captain, Admiral Ross for you.

On-screen.

The Romulan flagship's been destroyed.

Their entire line is collapsing.

We'll try to help.

With what?

Ben, we're losing too many ships.

We've got to find a way to turn the Dominion's left flank.

It's too well protected,

but their lines are spread pretty thin in the middle.

You help the Romulans.

Martok and I will hit the center.

On my way.

Dax, have attack wings 64 and 65 follow us.

Aye, sir.

What's taking so long?

Our engineers have assured me

that our long-range communications

will be restored momentarily.

But you have been saying that for hours,

and meantime, there's no way of contacting our ships

no way of knowing how the battle is progressing.

Founder,

our troops have captured the traitor Damar.

Finally...

some good news.

And there's more.

Colonel Kira and Garak have been apprehended with him.

Even better.

Shall I have them brought here?

What for?

Have them executed...

immediately.

With pleasure.

Understood.

It will be done at once.

On your feet.

Why?

We prefer our prisoners to be standing when they die.

Does anyone have any last words?

You may kill us, but Cardassia will never...

Enough. Final words are not permitted.

How disappointing.

Ready weapons.

On my mark.

That's for Lakarian City.

Legate Damar, I pledge my life

to free Cardassia from the Dominion.

With men like you on our side...

how can we fail?

Jem'Hadar ship off the port bow.

Shields are down to 60 percent.

Miles, this is no good.

I'm going to have to get you to Sick Bay.

- I'm kind of busy right now. - That's an order.

- Look, Julian! - You heard him, Chief.

Yes, sir.

Another Jem'Hadar to port.

Transferring auxiliary power to the port shields.

Dax, we need some support from our attack fighters.

Aye, sir.

Breen ship off the starboard aft.

Sir, most of our fighters

are either destroyed or under attack themselves.

Ensign, get us out of here.

I'm trying, sir.

Sir...

the Cardassians...

they're attacking the other Dominion ships.

They've switched sides.

Yes!

The timing couldn't be better.

Come about and head for the center of their lines.

This is our chance to punch through.

Aye, sir.

Founder, our long-range communications

are back on line.

It's about time.

I don't believe it.

What now?

The Cardassian fleet has turned against us.

Have our forces pull back

and regroup at Cardassia Prime.

But we'll be totally surrounded.

There will be no more running.

We should've rid ourselves of the Cardassians

at the first sign of rebellion.

If I could talk to the rebels -- get them to change their minds.

Perhaps you could reawaken their patriotic spirit.

Exactly.

On the other hand, they're just as likely

to convince you to betray us.

Me?

Betray you?

- Never! - That's right.

We are not going to give you that opportunity.

Wait! You're making a terrible mistake.

I don't think so.

But I've done everything you've asked.

I tell you, I'm loyal!

I believe in the Dominion! No! Wait! No!

I won't miss him.

I want the Cardassians exterminated.

Which ones?

All of them -- the entire population.

That will take some time.

Then I suggest that you begin at once.

Captain, the Dominion forces

are retreating towards Cardassia Prime.

Sir? Admiral Ross and Chancellor Martok

would like to talk to you.

On-screen.

I never thought I'd say this,

but thank god for the Cardassians.

As I predicted, the day is ours.

Not yet, it isn't.

Ben, we've driven the Dominion back into Cardassia Prime.

We can keep them bottled up there indefinitely.

What if they use this time to rebuild their fleet?

He's right.

The Dominion has displayed an ability

to build ships at an impressive rate.

We should continue the attack.

At what cost?

We've already lost a third of our fleet.

Then we must see to it

that those soldiers did not die in vain.

Admiral,

with the Cardassians joining us,

we have an opportunity

to put an end to this war once and for all.

All right, gentlemen.

We press on.

My friends,

songs will be sung about this day.

All right, people...

you heard the orders.

Let's finish what we started.

Let me guess...

we're here.

We've reached the end of one journey

and stand ready to begin another.

What's the matter, Dukat?

You look disappointed.

Well, this may sound naive, but I was expecting to see fire.

They are called the fire caves.

And with good reason.

Is that better?

According to this map, it's a long way

from the cargo door to the briefing room.

Well, that could be a problem if we get trapped in the corridor.

What the hell?

It's the Jem'Hadar.

They're leveling the city, building by building.

All right, we have to go now.

Once we get inside the complex, we stop at nothing

until we capture the changeling.

- Let it be done! - We're with you!

For Cardassia!

For Cardassia!

Garak.

All during the years of my exile,

I imagined what it would be like to come home.

I even thought of living in this house again

with Mila...

but now she's dead

and this house is about to be reduced

to a pile of rubble.

My Cardassia is gone.

Then fight for a new Cardassia.

I have an even better reason, Commander.

Revenge.

That works, too.

Oh!

I rid myself of the Prophets

and shed a lifetime of hypocrisy.

I've never seen you look so radiant.

I feel like a young woman

waiting for my lover to sweep me away.

Do you give yourself willingly to the Pah-wraiths?

With all my heart.

Then call to them.

Bring me the book.

Sisko to Bashir. Report.

Three dead, eight wounded -- four of them critically.

Doctor, I need every able-bodied crewman at their post.

I won't keep anybody here a second longer than I have to, sir.

Put him over here, will you?

She did pretty well for a first date,

don't you think, Captain?

I'd say she did fine, Ensign.

Mr. Worf.

Sir, phaser banks are fully charged,

but we are down to 45 quantum torpedoes.

That'll have to do.

How are you holding up, old man?

All things considered,

I think I'd rather be on Risa.

Well...

that makes two of us.

Have you seen these reports, Captain?

The Dominion has begun destroying Cardassian cities.

Millions of people are dying.

Captain, we're approaching the Dominion defense perimeter.

Well...

let's see what they have waiting for us.

On-screen.

Now we know.

- We have a problem. - Just one?

I'm afraid it's a rather large problem.

The cargo door is made of neutronium.

Then the explosives we brought aren't even going to make a dent.

You see the problem.

What do we do?

I don't know,

but I'm through hiding in basements.

I fail to see what is so funny, Garak.

Well, isn't it obvious?

Here we are, ready to storm the castle

willing to sacrifice our lives

in the noble effort

to slay the Dominion beast in its lair...

we can't even get inside the gates.

Maybe... maybe we could go up to the door, and...

and ask the Jem'Hadar to let us in?

Why not just have them send the shape-shifter out to us?

As I said...

we have a problem.

But I've come to depend on having you here at my side.

Your advice to the Dominion has proven invaluable.

Very well.

If you feel the situation on the front lines

demands your presence,

I will not stand in your way.

Knowing that you'll be leading our troops into battle

is very reassuring.

I still can't help but wonder.

Wonder what?

What's under that helmet.

A braver man than you are.

Though I do find the shrillness of his voice

very... tiresome.

Founder, what's wrong?

I'm dying.

That's what's wrong.

Perhaps you should rest for a while --

revert to your natural state.

I haven't been able to change form

in weeks.

It's ironic, isn't it?

That I should die as a solid.

You're not going to die.

You're a god.

My loyal Weyoun...

the only solid I have ever trusted.

I live only to serve you.

And you have served me well.

I don't mind dying.

It's knowing that my entire race

is dying of the same illness

and there is nothing I can do about it.

I would give my life

to save yours.

If only it were that simple.

What if I give myself up -- pretend to be your prisoner?

They'd kill you on sight.

And us along with you.

The cargo door...

You're making a terrible mistake!

I'm not a traitor!

Please, just let me speak to the Founder!

No! Wait!

No!

No!

For Cardassia!

For Cardassia!

Fall back! Fall back!

Keep...

He's dead.

Remember his orders.

We stop for nothing.

For Cardassia!

Cardassia!

We have a security breach.

The guards will deal with it.

Is there a problem?

The guards...

there's only a handful left in the building.

I sent the rest to help eradicate the Cardassians.

You two, get out there

and see that no one gets through that door.

You stay here

in case they fail.

We'll launch a three-pronged attack.

The Romulans and our new Cardassian allies

will engage the Jem'Hadar forces.

The Klingons will target the Breen

and the Federation will take on

the orbital weapon platforms.

Any questions?

When do we go?

As soon as everyone's in position.

It will be a glorious battle.

But a costly one.

Estimates project our casualties

to be as high as 40 percent.

There's no telling how much higher they'll go

once we send in our ground forces.

The Dominion is beaten and they know it,

but they're going to make us pay

for every kilometer of the planet.

Yes, they will.

Let's get on with it.

Godspeed, everyone.

Founder, perhaps we should consider finding a safer location.

And just where would that be?

Well...

Colonel Kira...

what a pleasant surprise.

The pleasure's all mine.

The Federation fleet has surrounded the planet.

I want you to contact

the Jem'Hadar and the Breen

and you order their ships to stand down.

And order the troops on Cardassia to do the same.

I will do no such thing.

Tell me, where is my old friend Damar?

Damar is dead.

What a pity.

He died trying to free Cardassia.

What's left of it.

I wish you hadn't done that.

That was Weyoun's last clone.

I was hoping you'd say that.

This war's over.

You lost.

Have I?

I think you'll find that neither the Jem'Hadar

or the Breen will agree with that assessment.

They will fight to the last man.

And what will that accomplish?

Isn't it obvious?

You may win this war, Commander,

but I promise you, when it is over,

you will have lost so many ships,

so many lives

that your victory will taste as bitter as defeat.

We're glad to find you in one piece, Commander.

Very glad.

What's your status?

Only three of us made it to the briefing room.

What about Damar?

He's dead.

Is your position secure?

I don't think the Jem'Hadar will attack.

They won't risk endangering the Founder

and she's in pretty bad shape.

She just sits at her desk

deteriorating.

If she dies before ordering the Jem'Hadar to surrender...

Then they will fight to the last man.

Captain,

I should beam down there.

The Founder will speak to me. I can reason with her.

You haven't had much success with her in the past.

It's worth a try.

Think of the lives it could save.

Very well.

Commander,

tell the Founder that Odo is going to pay her a visit.

After you.

I'm honored.

Now you.

Why?!

The Pah-wraiths demand a sacrifice --

someone worthy of them.

Who better than you?

I offer you this life as nourishment,

to feed your hunger,

to fuel the fires that will set you free.

Kosst Amojan, I am yours, now and forever!

Nerys...

It's been a while.

Yes.

Watch yourself. I don't trust her.

But you trust me?

Of course.

That's all I need to know.

Constable.

Garak.

You're looking well, Odo.

Thank you for seeing me.

It's always good to see you...

but I have no intention of surrendering my forces.

It would be a sign of weakness on my part --

an invitation to the solids

to cross into the Gamma Quadrant

and destroy the Great Link.

Believe me, I'm well aware

that the Federation has its flaws,

but a desire for conquest isn't one of them.

And what of the Klingons and the Romulans?

Can you make that claim for them, too?

The Klingon and Romulan Empires

are in no shape to wage war against anyone.

Besides, the Federation wouldn't allow it.

The Dominion has spent the last two years

trying to destroy the Federation

and now you're asking me to put our fate in their hands?

Yes.

I can't do that, Odo.

I don't have your faith in the solids.

But perhaps I can change your mind.

Link with me.

Odo, what are you doing?

I'm afraid I can't link with you, Odo.

My disease prevents me from changing form.

If we link, I believe I can cure you.

That's a very bad idea, Constable.

I agree.

Nerys, I know what I'm doing.

Please, take my hand.

And if you cure me...

what will you ask in return?

All I ask is that you link with me.

I'm warning you, Odo.

Nerys...

Garak...

put down your weapon.

I don't think so.

I said put it down.

Move aside, Odo.

That won't be necessary...

will it?

If you will stand aside,

I'll order the Jem'Hadar to cease fire.

I suggest we secure her in a containment field.

Don't worry, Garak.

She won't try to escape.

She's agreed to stand trial

and accept responsibility for what she's done.

I would've thought she'd insist on going back to the Gamma Quadrant

to cure her people.

There's no need for that.

I'm going in her place.

For how long?

Nerys...

it's time I rejoined the Great Link.

This is a moment worth savoring.

To victory...

hard fought

and well earned.

What's wrong?

Suddenly, I'm not thirsty.

Neither am I.

Before you waste too many tears, remember...

these are Cardassians lying dead at your feet.

Bajorans would call this...

poetic justice.

That doesn't mean I have to drink a toast over their bodies.

Humans --

800 million dead.

And casualty reports still coming in.

Well, aren't you going to congratulate me, Doctor?

My exile is now officially over.

I've returned home...

or rather, to what's left of it.

Listen, I-I know that this must seem...

You know, some may say

that we've gotten just what we deserved.

After all, we're not entirely innocent, are we?

And I'm not just speaking of the Bajoran occupation.

No, our whole history is one of arrogant aggression.

We've collaborated with the Dominion,

betrayed the entire Alpha Quadrant.

Oh, no, no, there's no doubt about it.

We're guilty as charged.

You and I both know that the Cardassians

are a strong people.

They'll survive.

Cardassia will survive.

Oh, please, Doctor.

Spare me your insufferable Federation optimism.

Of course, it'll survive...

but not as the Cardassia I knew.

We had a rich and ancient culture.

Our literature, music, art was second to none.

And now...

so much of it is...

lost.

So many of our best people...

our most gifted minds...

I'm sorry, Garak. I didn't mean...

Oh, it's... it's quite all right, Doctor.

You've been such a good friend.

I'm going to miss our lunches together.

I'm sure we'll see each other again.

I'd like to think so.

But one can never say.

We live in uncertain times.

The war between the Dominion and the Federation Alliance

is now over.

400 years ago, a victorious general

spoke the following words at the end of another costly war:

"Today the guns are silent.

"A great tragedy has ended.

"We have known the bitterness of defeat

"and the exultation of triumph

"and from both we have learned there can be no going back.

"We must move forward

to preserve in peace what we've won in war."

It's up to you now, Odo.

You're coming to Vic's tonight, right?

I will be there.

But I will not dance.

Who's asking?

- Commander Worf. - Captain.

Can you spare a moment?

Yes, sir.

We've been discussing your plans for the future.

I was not aware I had any plans.

Commander, how would you feel about being named

Federation Ambassador to Kronos?

I am not a diplomat.

And I am not a politician,

but sometimes fate plays cruel tricks on us, Worf.

Come. Kronos needs you.

And what's more, I need you.

You helped him become Chancellor.

Can't very well turn your back on him now.

Well, my first loyalty is to you, Captain.

Thank you, Mr. Worf.

I'll probably regret this in the morning,

but, if it's what you want...

then by all means.

It has been a great honor serving with you.

The honor is mine.

I accept.

Excellent.

An ambassador who'll go targ hunting with me.

Well... perhaps being Chancellor won't be so bad after all.

Congratulations, Worf.

When will you be going?

Soon.

You could come back, you know...

once you've cured your people.

I could.

But you're not going to do that.

Nerys...

you know my feelings for you

will never change...

but I have to do this.

My people need me.

They need to know what I know

to learn what I've learned...

from living among solids.

It's the only way they'll ever learn to trust you.

You don't have to justify your decision, Odo.

There's just one thing...

Anything.

I'd like to take you back to your homeworld.

I'd like that.

I'd like that very much.

Hey... pally.

If you're here for another game of "Go Fish"

I'm a little busy right now.

Actually, I'm here for the "End of the war,

"goodbye to Chief O'Brien, goodbye to Odo,

goodbye to Worf party."

At the bar.

No, seriously, Miles. You know, I envy you --

going back to Earth...

chance to enjoy paradise again.

Any idea where you're going to live?

No, Keiko and I are still mulling over a few possibilities.

Have you ever considered Minsk?

I don't think that's on our list.

New Orleans is a gorgeous city.

I've heard great things about Paris.

Minsk.

Jadzia loved Rio.

Well, you've certainly got a lot of choices.

Yeah. Too many, hmm?

Minsk.

Well, wherever you decide to go, I'm sure that you and Keiko

will both be very happy.

Listen, Julian, I know Earth isn't exactly around the corner,

but I still expect you to visit.

I intend to.

Yeah.

You and me, take a little trip to Texas.

Standing side by side in front of the Alamo.

The real Alamo, hmm?

See? It's going to be great.

Absolutely.

I don't see how great it would be.

Earth's nothing more than a rotating ball of boredom.

If you ask me, you'd be better off staying here.

And that goes for you and Worf and well.

Don't tell me you're getting sentimental, Quark.

Me?

Not a chance.

I just don't like change.

You better get used to it.

Things are going to be pretty different around here now.

To the best crew any Captain ever had.

This may be the last time we're all together...

but no matter what the future holds...

no matter how far we travel,

a part of us...

a very important part --

will always remain here...

on Deep Space 9.

- Hear, hear! - Cheers.

Ladies and gentlemen,

tonight is a very special night for some friends of mine.

They've been together a long time.

But like the man said

"Nothing lasts forever."

So, gang...

this one's from the heart.

♪ Someday ♪

♪ When I'm awfully low ♪

♪ When the world is cold ♪

♪ I will feel a glow ♪

♪ Just thinking of you ♪

♪ And the way you look tonight ♪

♪ You are lovely ♪

♪ With your smile so warm ♪

♪ And your cheeks so soft ♪

♪ There is nothing for me ♪

♪ But to love you ♪

♪ Just the way you look ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ With each word ♪

♪ Your tenderness grows ♪

♪ Tearing my fear ♪

♪ Apart ♪

♪ And that laugh ♪

♪ That wrinkles your nose ♪

♪ Touches my ♪

♪ Foolish heart ♪

♪ Someday ♪

♪ When I'm awfully low ♪

♪ When the world is cold ♪

♪ I will feel a glow ♪

♪ Just thinking of you ♪

♪ And the way you look ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

Kosst Amojan, come to me.

I await you.

No!

Ben, what's wrong?

I understand now.

Understand what?

What I have to do. What I was meant to do.

Kasidy, I have to go.

Go where?

To Bajor, to the fire caves.

- I'll go with you. - No...

I have to do this alone.

Did you really think the Pah-wraiths would choose you

as their Emissary?

Soon the Pah-wraiths will burn across Bajor...

the Celestial Temple...

the Alpha Quadrant.

Can you picture it?

An entire universe...

set in flames...

to burn for all eternity.

The Prophets have sent me a gift.

Their beloved Emissary sent forth

like an avenging angel

to slay the demon.

I should have known the demon would be you.

Go on...

kill me if you can.

You'll have to do better than that, Captain.

It's just too easy.

That's it.

Come closer. That's it.

Now bow to me.

I said bow.

You are pathetic.

Then why are you the one on your knees?

First the Dominion, now the Pah-wraiths.

You have a talent for picking the losing sides.

Benjamin, please, we've known each other too long.

And since this is the last time we will ever be together,

let's try to speak honestly.

We've both had our victories

and our defeats.

Now it's time to resolve our differences

and face the ultimate truth.

I've won, Benjamin.

You've lost.

The Pah-wraiths will never conquer anything --

not Bajor...

not the Celestial Temple,

and certainly not the Alpha Quadrant.

And who's going to stop us?

I am!

You can't even stand up.

Then I'll stop you.

Are you still here?

Emissary, the book!

Farewell, Adami.

Sarah?

Are you here?

What happened?

The Emissary has completed his task.

But the Pah-wraiths...

You've returned them to their prison

within the fire caves.

The book was the key, wasn't it?

To a door that can never be opened again.

And Dukat... is he dead?

He's where he belongs --

with the Pah-wraiths.

Your time of trial has ended.

You need to rest now.

Oh, I intend to,

as soon as I return to Deep Space 9.

That won't be necessary.

You're with us now.

We found the Captain's runabout orbiting Bajor.

But when we scanned the fire caves,

there was no sign of him.

Tarkalian tea. Soothing.

Better keep it coming.

You're not calling off the search yet, are you?

Not until we find your father.

What about the Kendra Province --

where he bought that land?

Maybe he went there for some reason.

Colonel Kira and Chief O'Brien

have completed another scan of the planet.

As far as they can tell, he is not there.

Something's happened to Ben...

something bad. I can feel it.

The Prophets warned us.

Hello?

Is anyone here?

Ben? Is that you?

Kasidy...

Oh, Ben.

Oh, I've been so worried about you.

Where are we?

The Celestial Temple.

This is scaring me.

Let's go home.

I can't. Not now.

Why not?

Oh, god.

This is it, isn't it?

The sorrow that the Prophets warned us about.

It's difficult to explain.

It's not linear.

What isn't?

My life...

my destiny...

The Prophets saved me, Kasidy.

I'm their Emissary

and they still have a great deal for me to do.

But first...

there is much to learn...

things only the Prophets can teach me.

When will you be back?

It's hard to say.

Maybe a year...

maybe...

yesterday.

But I will be back.

And I will be waiting.

Kas, can you hear me?

You seemed pretty far away for a second.

I was talking to your father.

Are you sure you want to leave without saying goodbye?

I'm sure. I've never been good at goodbyes.

There are going to be a lot of people that are disappointed.

If they don't know how I feel about them now

a few parting words won't make the difference.

Aha! I knew it.

When I saw the two of you slip out,

I said to myself

"That no-good, misanthropic

"cantankerous changeling is trying to sneak off the station

without anyone noticing."

That was the idea.

Well, it's not going to happen, is it?

Apparently not.

So...

now that I'm here...

is there something you want to say to me?

Such as...?

Such as...

"Goodbye. You certainly were a worthy adversary."

Or maybe something with the words "mutual respect" in it.

No.

No? What do you mean, no?

I mean no.

I have nothing I want to say to you.

Are you telling me that after all these years,

after all we've been through,

you're not even going to say goodbye to me?

That's right.

Nerys... I'll be on the runabout.

Don't take it hard, Quark.

Hard?

What are you talking about?

That man loves me.

Couldn't you see?

It was written all over his back.

The Link...

it's so different.

They're dying.

You should go to them.

Yes.

Nerys...

please, tell everyone I'll miss them.

Even Quark?

Even Quark.

But most of all...

I know.

Odo...

You always said I looked good in a tuxedo.

You do.

Then this is the way I want you to remember me.

I'll never forget you.

Goodbye, Nerys.

The duty roster, Colonel.

Nice work.

Congratulations on your promotion, Lieutenant.

Thank you, sir.

I guess putting me in for a promotion

was one of Captain Sisko's last official acts.

I'm sure he's very proud of you, Nog.

I'd like to think so, sir.

Now, about the cargo inventories...

I'll get right on it.

...you know, the thing is, the apoptosis is really

just part of the normal cardiac renewal process.

What do you think?

I think that after dinner tonight, we should go to Quark's,

spend some time in the holosuite.

Oh... I'd like a trip to Vegas.

Actually, I was thinking about the Alamo.

- We can't go there. - Why not?

Because that's what Miles and I... did.

But I do have a new program --

the Battle of Thermopylae.

Do you know it?

Well, it's about a force of Spartans

led by King Leonidas

who defend a mountain pass against a vast army of Persians.

What happens then?

Well, for two days, the Spartans lead a heroic struggle.

Until they're wiped out.

Yes.

How'd you know?

Lucky guess.

I take it we'll be the Spartans.

Fighting to the last man.

Just like the Alamo.

Exactly.

Have you talked to a Counselor

about these annihilation fantasies?

Do you think I should?

Mm-hmm. I'll set up a session for you tomorrow.

What about tonight?

Tonight, we defend the pass.

Don't worry. It's guaranteed to grow hair within a week

though if you ask me --

that dome of yours is hairy enough.

Besides,

hasn't there been enough change around here already?

Quark!

You mind explaining this?

Oh, uh, that's, um...

this week's betting pool.

You're taking bets on who's going to be the new Kai?

It's a wide open field.

Just between you and me,

the smart money is on Vedek Ungtae.

Ah... well, just between you and me

all bets are off.

- What are you talking about? - As of this moment,

betting pools of any kind are illegal on this station.

I catch someone placing a bet,

I put you in a holding cell for 15 days.

- Is that clear? - 15 days?

Can I bring my own pillow?

Quark...

It's clear, it's clear.

Better be.

It's like I said --

the more things change,

the more they stay the same.