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PICARD:
Captain's log, stardate 47941 .7.

The Enterprise is en route
to a briefing

on the situation
in the Demilitarized Zone

along the Cardassian border.

Meanwhile, we are celebrating
the return of an old friend.

[WOMAN LAUGHING

LA FORGE:
Ro.

CRUSHER: Welcome home.
- Thanks. It's good to be back.

Congratulations on your promotion,
lieutenant.

- Oh, and same to you, commander.
- Thank you.

Say, l understand that
Advanced Tactical Training

- is a real picnic.
- Heh. Right.

- Did you see the buffet?
- This is real Bajoran foraiga.

It wasn't easy to get.

You shouldn't have gone
to all this trouble, really.

CRUSHER: We wanted you to know
how glad we are to have you back.

So where are your new quarters?

Deck 4, Section 8.

- What are you planning to do--?
PICARD: Lieutenant Ro?

- Go ahead, sir.
- Please report to the Bridge.

Yes, sir.

Excuse me.

Captain.

You seemed a bit overwhelmed
by all the attention.

Well, to tell you the truth,
I really wanna see everyone.

I would just rather do it
one at a time.

Well, you look very fit, lieutenant.

Tactical training
seems to agree with you.

Well, you know me.
I enjoy a challenge.

That school is more than a challenge.
Half the class washes out every year.

Although, somehow, I didn't think
you would be one of those.

Captain.

I want you to know
that I really appreciate

your recommending me.

If it weren't for you, my life would be
a very different one right now.

RIKER: Bridge to Picard.
- Go ahead.

We're receiving a distress signal
from a Cardassian ship

near the Demilitarized Zone.

Change course to intercept.
I'm on my way.

I, um...

I'd like you at the com, lieutenant.

[ALARM BLARlNG

Ensign Gates.

Report.

The Cardassian ship
relayed a distress signal,

but it was cut off before
we could find out what was wrong.

I have the ship
on long-range sensors.

It appears to be under attack
by several small ships.

Can you identify them?

No, sir. They're not transmitting
identification codes.

I will scan their warp signatures.

Sir, sensors indicate
the attacking vessels

are Federation ships.

PICARD:
Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages
ofthe starship Enterprise.

Its continuing mission:
to explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life
and new civilizations,

to boldly go where no one
has gone before.

We're coming into visual range.

On-screen.

RlKER:
Those are Federation ships.

Isolate one and magnify.

The Maquis.

- Open a channel.
- Open.

To all Maquis ships:
Call off your attack

or we will be forced to engage you.

No response.

You are Federation citizens.

Your actions are in violation
of our treaty with the Cardassians.

Call off your attack.

DATA:
They are not responding, sir.

Mr. Worf, are we in firing range?

Not yet, sir.

Arm phasers and photon torpedoes
and stand by.

I never thought we'd be firing on our
people to protect a Cardassian ship.

The Maquis ships
are regrouping, sir.

They are closing in
on the Cardassian vessel.

The Cardassian shields
are down to 30 percent.

They may not be able to withstand
another hit.

Sir, we are within weapons range.

Mr. Worf, can you detonate
a torpedo spread

between the Maquis ships
and the Cardassians?

- Yes, sir.
- Do it.

The Maquis are breaking formation.

They are withdrawing.

Signal the Cardassians
that we are standing by to assist them

- if they have any wounded.
- Aye, sir.

Do you people have experience
treating Cardassians?

Yes.

Do you mind?

PICARD:
Gul Evek.

I'm sorry that we could not come
to your aid sooner.

I suppose we're lucky
you came at all.

Lately, Starfleet seems to look
the other way when the Maquis attack.

I can assure you,
that is not the case.

We are doing everything in our power
to control them.

The fact my ship was attacked

suggests your efforts have met
with limited success.

They came at us
with photon torpedoes

and type-8 phasers.

But tell me, captain,

how do you suppose that a group
of civilians acquired such weaponry?

I can assure you that it was not
through official channels.

So you don't think
that some of the Maquis

are former Starfleet officers
has anything to do with it.

Starfleet does not condone
the Maquis' actions

in the Demilitarized Zone
any more than your government

would condone the paramilitary actions
of Cardassian civilians.

We have taken measures to deal
with our colonists

- who have armed themselves.
- Considering that they destroyed

a Juhryan freighter
less than a week ago,

I would say that your efforts
are meeting with limited success.

Captain, if the Maquis are not stopped,
this situation will continue to escalate,

to the point where the Cardassian
military will have no choice

but to take matters
into their own hands.

PICARD:
Captain's log, supplemental.

Gul Evek and his crew
have left the Enterprise

and we have proceeded
to our rendezvous

with Admiral Nechayev.

No Bularian canape this time,
captain?

I thought twice was pushing it a little.

It's just as well.
They're extremely fattening.

You missed Gul Evek
by a matter of hours.

I asked him to stay.

I thought that an admiral's assurances
might convince him

that we are trying to deal
with this Maquis situation.

Evek manages to make the
Cardassians sound like helpless sheep

being preyed on
by Federation wolves.

The truth is, we caught
the Cardassian government

supplying its colonies in the
Demilitarized Zone with weapons.

And Gul Evek assured me
that they had stopped that practice.

Ha. How comforting.

Admiral, this Maquis situation
has you worried.

Believe me, captain, if I were living
that close to the Cardassians,

I'd keep a phaser
under my pillow too.

But in the last weeks,
we've seen signs

that the Maquis
are moving beyond self-defense.

Their ranks are growing.
They're acquiring ships, weapons.

They seem to be preparing
for a more aggressive military posture.

We've got to put a stop to them before
the entire Demilitarized Zone ignites.

But before we stop them,
we have to find them.

They seem to be scattered
in small cells around the Zone.

And we don't have reliable intelligence
about any of them.

Perhaps you need
an undercover operative.

Our thinking exactly.

We intend to infiltrate
their organization.

And the person we want to do it
is aboard your ship right now.

Starfleet wants me
to infiltrate the Maquis?

Because of your recent training,

because you're Bajoran,

and, because of your past troubles
with Starfleet,

gives you a certain credibility.

Well, that's certainly true.

And just how soon
would this mission begin?

Immediately.

I see.

I've spent the better part of my life
fighting the Cardassians.

I never thought
I'd be helping them out.

Well, this is a rare case wherein
our interests and theirs coincide.

We both want peace
in the Demilitarized Zone.

I've heard a lot about the Maquis.

One of my instructors
at tactical training,

a lieutenant commander in Starfleet,

a man I both admired
and respected,

he was sympathetic to them.

- He resigned and left to join them.
- We're all sympathetic, lieutenant.

Our civilian population
in the Demilitarized Zone

is in a very difficult situation,

but even sympathy has to end
at some point.

A peace treaty
isn't just a piece of paper.

If the Maquis force us into a war
with Cardassia,

it could mean
hundreds of thousands of lives.

Two years ago, Starfleet would never
have tapped you for this mission.

They must have a lot of confidence
in you now.

The way I see it,

there's one good reason
to take this mission.

And that's to validate
your faith in me.

[INDISTlNCT CHATTER

We are looking for a Bajoran woman,
dark hair.

She is responsible for the death
of a Cardassian soldier.

[PEOPLE CHATTERlNG

If we learn she has been here,
this establishment will be closed down.

You say she has dark hair?

WORF: Yes.
- She was here.

- You just missed her.
- Do you know where she went?

No.

It was really nice meeting you.

[PEOPLE CHATTERlNG

Thanks.

So did you kill that Cardassian?

Starfleet thinks l did.
That's reason enough to hide.

Why did you tell them that I'd left?

There are worse things a person
can do than kill a Cardassian soldier.

You don't often meet someone
willing to say that out loud.

In the Zone, there are a lot of us
who feel that way.

I'd like to meet people like that.

[RO GRUNTS THEN SlGHS]

Don't be afraid.

You're not in danger here.

SANTOS:
What is your name?

KALlTA:
Did you kill that Cardassian soldier?

Who are you?

We're the people who saved you
from Starfleet.

Thanks, but I'll be going now.

Did you kill that Cardassian?

Yes.

That's a risky thing to do
in the Demilitarized Zone.

You can end up being hunted
by Starfleet and the Cardassians.

Then why did he risk
bringing me here?

We're asking the questions.

Who are you?

My name is Ro Laren.

I grew up at the Bajoran camps.

Well, that would explain
why you have no love for Cardassians.

I know what they're capable of.

They tortured my father to death
and I was forced to watch.

Where are you living now?

Nowhere.

I was a Starfleet officer.
But l was court-martialed

and I was sent to the stockade
on Jaros II.

I'm not exactly
what you'd call Starfleet material.

- When were you on Jaros?
- What difference does it make?

We wanna check your story.
When were you there?

Starfleet let me out
about three years ago,

because I agreed to do
some work for them,

mostly having to do with Bajor.

But l got tired of watching them
placate the Cardassians, and so I left.

- You resigned?
- Not officially.

That's part of the reason
why they're looking for me.

What were you doing on Ronara?

Look, I think I've answered enough
of your questions.

I would like to know
who you people are.

Let's say that we sympathize
with those who oppose Cardassia.

Are you Maquis?

What if we were?

If you were,

I would ask if I could join you
and help you fight.

We'll check your story.

Go ahead. I'll keep an eye on her.

Come.

Let's stretch our legs.

Aren't you taking a chance
by letting me see all of this?

What if my story doesn't check out?
What if I'm not who l say I am?

Well, then we'll have a problem,
won't we?

You are Maquis, aren't you?

Many of the people here are.

Starfleet considers you outlaws.

[CHUCKLES]

They're afraid
you'll destroy the peace treaty.

They don't understand
the situation here in the Zone.

I lived on Juhraya.

When the treaty was signed,

the colony suddenly found itself
in Cardassian territory.

Some of us chose to stay,

take our chances.

Then, one night, l was dragged
from my bed and beaten.

The authorities clucked their tongues
and agreed

it was an unfortunate incident,
and did nothing.

I'm not surprised.

The Cardassians intend to make life
so unpleasant for Federation citizens

- that they'll leave.
- Exactly.

And no one seems to see that.

Except the Maquis.

How old were you
when your father was killed?

I'd rather not talk about that.

You hungry?
Would you like something?

No, thank you.

MAClAS:
Hasperat.

You like hasperat?

An old Bajoran friend of mine
used to make it.

Although his was stronger.

He was killed many years ago,

fighting the Cardassian occupation
of Bajor.

I miss his company.

And his hasperat.

My father used to make
the strongest hasperat

you've ever tasted.

Everything else seems mild
by comparison.

Did he teach you how to make it?

Yes, but I haven't tried it in years.

If you would make the brine
for a really strong hasperat,

I mean eye-watering,
tongue-searing strong,

you would make an old man
very happy.

I would enjoy making it again.

SANTOS:
Macias.

I've checked with my sources
at Starfleet, her story's true.

I was sure it was.

Kalita, she'll stay with you
until we can find her a room.

Ah. There you are.

KALlTA:
We've just heard a disturbing rumor.

Another rumor?

One that I think
we should take seriously.

A trader coming from Pendi II
said he could verify

that the Cardassians are gonna start
supplying their colonists

with biogenic weapons.

I thought every shipment coming
into the Zone was searched.

The Cardassians always seem to find
a way around problems like that.

Then we have to make
a preemptive strike.

Send a message to the Cardassians

that we won't sit still
while they kill us with toxins.

Agreed.

But we can't mount a strike
without medical supplies.

And our stockpile
is dangerously low.

If we put in a request for more,
it'll draw suspicion.

I can get medical supplies.

I served on the Enterprise.

They always have extra med kits
on hand for relief missions.

You're wanted by Starfleet.
They're not going to give you med kits

just because you ask for them.

I have no intention of asking for them.
I intend to take them.

How? The Enterprise is a fortress.

I know its security systems.

Give me a ship.

- I can do this.
- This is madness.

We can't let her do
something like this.

We don't know anything about her.

I know that she can make
very strong hasperat.

What?

We need medical supplies.

I think we should let her try.

All right. But l'm going with her.

I could use an extra hand
at the controls.

And a witness.

[CONTROL PANEL BEEPS]

I've set the transporter confinement
parameters to maximum.

We should be able to fill our hold
with medical supplies

with just one single beam out.

I had no idea
it was going to be so easy.

We're approaching
the Federation border.

How do you plan to get out
of the Demilitarized Zone

without being searched
at one of the checkpoints?

We're going to cross
the border here.

There are sensor buoys
all along the border.

If we cross other than at a checkpoint,
Starfleet will send a ship to investigate.

With the right security codes,

we can disable the proximity detectors
on the buoys.

Starfleet changes those codes
all the time.

I know the encryption algorithms.

If I can access
the buoy's protocol subsystem,

I should be able to figure out
the codes.

Should be able to?

Do you want this mission
to succeed?

Of course I do.
We need those medical supplies.

In that case, let me do my job.

I'm in.

[COMPUTER BEEPING

What's wrong?

If I don't input the right code
in the next 20 seconds,

we'll trigger the proximity alarm.

- I'm getting out of sensor range.
- Don't.

If we break the com link,
we won't be able to try again.

[RAPID BEEPING

[SIGHS

It worked.

Until they change
the access codes again,

we can cross the border here.

PICARD:
Captain's log, stardate 47943.2.

It has been over a week since
Lieutenant Ro left the Enterprise.

We have yet to receive
any communication from her.

We picked up a request
for emergency assistance

from a Federation science ship
in the Topin system.

- Are there other ships in the vicinity?
- We're the closest.

Helm, set a course
for the Topin system.

Mr. Data, will you signal the
science ship that we're on our way?

It is unlikely they would receive
our communication, sir.

The Topin system contains
an unstable protostar.

It generates significant
magnetoscopic interference.

Can we use our sensors
to find them?

Most of our sensors
would be ineffective.

Although our directional array
should cut through the interference.

That array has such a narrow
scan field,

we might as well break out
the palm beacons

and try to find them that way.

This is insane.

We're sitting here, no sensors,
blind to the outside,

waiting for a galaxy-class starship
to come swooping down on us.

Don't worry.

It'll be hard for them to locate us
with just the directional sensors.

Besides, they're looking
for a damaged science ship

that wants to be found.

[COMPUTER BEEPING

They're here.

Stand by to engage thrusters.

RlKER: Anything?
- No, sir.

It will take approximately six hours
to scan the system.

[COMPUTER BEEPING

Captain, the distress call
is being repeated.

- Data, can you locate the signal?
- I'm attempting to do so.

They're scanning our last position.

All right, I've locked on
to their sensor beam.

I'm going to use it to maneuver
into transporter range.

How are we gonna beam
through their shields?

We can't. If we're going to get
those medical supplies,

we're going to have to take this ship
through their shields.

Sir, I am scanning the area from which
the distress signal was sent,

but I am unable to detect a vessel.

WORF: Captain, the computer has
detected a piggyback communication

- on the last distress signal.
- Can you decode it?

- It will take a few moments.
- Do it.

The Enterprise shields
have a weak point.

When the ship is at impulse,
the thrust destabilizes

the shield configuration,
right at this point.

I'm going to try
to punch through there.

Won't they detect us?

They'll know something's penetrated
the shields.

But with all the interference,
it'll take them a few seconds to find us.

We'll have to beam the medical
supplies aboard and get out fast.

The message is difficult to decode.

Interference has garbled
much of the transmission.

[COMPUTER BEEPING

But it seems to be coming
from Lieutenant Ro.

Ro is on that ship.

Sir, a vessel of some kind

is attempting to penetrate
our aft shields.

Let it through.

We're going to make it.

All right, we're in.

Energizing.

Let's get out of here.

Captain, a quantity of medical supplies
was beamed from Cargo Bay 7.

The vessel that penetrated our shields
is of the same design

as the ships used by the Maquis.

It is moving off.

Let it go.
There must be someone with her.

We should make it look as though
we're trying to stop them.

Mr. Worf, lock phasers
on their previous position and fire.

WORF:
Aye, sir.

Now we know what they mean
by Advanced Tactical Training.

You took your ship
through their shields?

Ro parked us
between their warp nacelles.

I thought she was crazy
but it worked.

She knew exactly
what she was doing.

Well done.

I have to inventory supplies
and find out what we have.

- See you later.
- You too.

Well, it seems Kalita has decided

that you're not a Federation spy
after all.

[CHUCKLES]

She's suspicious of everyone at first.
And rightly so.

We've learned to be cautious
of strangers.

Oh, I understand.

But l've known since I first met you

that, in your heart, you're one of us.

PICARD:
Captain's log, supplemental.

Having earned the Maquis' trust
with her raid on the Enterprise,

Lieutenant Ro has been given access
to a ship

and allowed to leave the settlement
by herself.

There are rumors that the Cardassians
are supplying their colonists

with biogenic weapons.

Frankly, I find that hard to believe.

Every ship that enters
the Demilitarized Zone

is being searched.

The Maquis are convinced
the Cardassians are finding a way

around these searches.

You know, we could make use
of that.

Sir?

We have come up with a plan
that has the potential

to seriously curtail the Maquis.

We want to give them a target
so threatening to them

that they'll be willing to commit
as many ships

and people as possible
in order to destroy it.

What do you mean,
"give them a target"?

Well, biogenic weapons,
for example.

You could provide them
with intelligence

which would show
that the Cardassians are, in fact,

supplying their colonists with them.

That would get their attention,
all right.

You could tell them that
in order to get past the checkpoints,

they're shipping the components
for these weapons

through third parties.

And then we could put together
a convoy

and send it towards
the Demilitarized Zone.

And when the Maquis attack it,
Starfleet will be waiting for them.

We could station our ships
in the Hugoro Nebula

to avoid detection.

Basically, I would be leading them
into a trap.

That's right.

If you have a problem with any of this,
I need to know it now.

Well, if I do, sir, it will not stop me
from carrying out my duty.

I knew that I could count on you.

It took me a while,
but I managed to patch through

into Starfleet's com system.

I intercepted communication from one
of the checkpoints along the border.

They're concerned because
a Pakled transport came through

carrying retroviral vaccines.

Why is that a concern?

Well, last week, a Ferengi transport
came through

carrying biomimetic gels.

By themselves,
neither of these is dangerous.

But Starfleet is concerned because,
along with other components,

the Cardassians could put together
a biogenic device.

Well, what is Starfleet going to do
about it?

They can't do anything about it.
These items are all perfectly legal.

How close are the Cardassians
to having the components they need?

RO:
Very close.

Two days ago, a Yridian convoy
left Deep Space Nine

for the Demilitarized Zone.

It's carrying isomiotic hypos,

plasma flares and quarantine pods.

We can't let that convoy
reach its destination.

But it's too big for us
to go after alone.

I'll discuss the situation
with the other cell leaders.

Considering what's at stake,
they'll want to help.

[CHATTERING]

I've sent a communication
to the others.

When this is over, we'll celebrate.

When it's over?

When Cardassia realizes
they can't intimidate us

into leaving our colonies.

Something tells me it'll be a long time
before we're celebrating.

Don't be discouraged, Ro.

It'll take time.

But the important thing is
that we not give up.

I spent ten years in the camps.
I don't give up.

I've been thinking a long time
about what our celebration will be like.

We'll have a huge dinner.

You'll make hasperat
and I'll make blueberry pie.

We'll drink wine and we'll dance.

I'll even play the belaklavion.
That will give everyone a laugh.

- You play the klavion?
- Yes, badly. Ha.

It's a difficult instrument,
but I enjoy the challenge.

My father played the klavion.

When I was very young,

and afraid of monsters
under my bed,

he'd play for me.

He said that the klavion
had special powers.

Monsters were afraid of it.

And when they heard it,
they would disappear.

When I listened to that music
he played for me,

I was never afraid to go to sleep.

[SNIFFLES

When he died,

I realized even he couldn't make
all the monsters go away.

Oh... Why wait?

Let's go to the market.

Let's get food for a feast,
for a celebration.

A celebration of what?

Of absolutely nothing.

Just to celebrate.

I'd like that.

MAClAS: Come, let's go to the market.
If I'm gonna make a pie,

then we'll have to find a substitute
for blueberries.

I haven't seen the real ones in years.

RO: On Bajor, there's a berry
called takka.

MAClAS:
Yes, l know. Very sweet.

[PEOPLE SHOUTING]

SANTOS:
Ro.

[GRUNTS]

Yaah!

Macias?

[MACIAS GROANS

They must have discovered
that there was a Maquis cell here.

Kalita, get one of the med kits.
Hurry.

You have to hang on.

When an old fighter like me dies,

someone always steps forward
to take his place.

[PEOPLE CHATTERlNG

Not tonight.

Hello. Are you alone?

I hope not.

Why don't we get acquainted?
There's a table in the back

that's more private.

I'd like that.

We have to cancel the mission.

Why?

Well, the Maquis
didn't go for the bait.

They think the convoy
is too big a target.

There are only six ships.

We could even cut back
that number.

It's the commitment of resources,

of grouping so many of the Maquis
together at once.

They feel that it makes them
too vulnerable.

Every intelligence report
that I get from Starfleet

suggests that the Maquis are eager
to expand their strikes.

They want to escalate their activities.
Now you're telling me this isn't true?

It's probably different in every cell.

The people I've met
tend to be more conservative.

I'm sure others
will have a more militant attitude.

Laren, what's going on?

Do you have the money
I asked you to bring?

Yes.

- Put some on the table.
- What?

By this time,
you should be negotiating my price.

When you sent me on this mission,

I thought that l could do it.

Even though it meant
helping the Cardassians,

even though it meant betraying people
who were fighting against them.

Now I'm not sure where I stand.

Are you saying that
you want to back out of this mission?

Sir, I don't wanna let you down,
I swear that I don't.

This has nothing to do with me.
This is about you.

If you back out now, you'll throw away
everything you've worked for.

[PICARD SIGHS]

We're committed to this mission.

My only question for you is:

Can you carry out your orders?

I could put you before
a board of inquiry for having lied to me

about this operation.

I would certainly
have you court-martialed

if you sabotage it.

Now, it's your decision.

I'll carry out my orders, sir.

I feel it necessary to have...

...have Commander Riker
go back with you.

He can pose as a relative.

I just want to make sure

that nothing happens
to obstruct this mission.

[COINS JlNGLE

[IN LOUDER VOlCE] Sorry,
I don't have that kind of money.

PICARD:
Captain's log, supplemental.

We have received word from
Commander Riker and Lieutenant Ro

that the Maquis will be attacking
the convoy as planned.

Our ships have taken up position
in the Hugoro Nebula to wait for them.

I have established a relay link
with the sensor probe

we left on the perimeter
of the nebula.

This is the convoy.

We're expecting
the Maquis attack force

to cross the border
from the Demilitarized Zone.

As soon as they cross the border,
we'll intercept them.

Captain, in order to ensure
that the ship

Commander Riker and Lieutenant Ro
are piloting does not come under fire,

I have relayed their warp signature
to the rest of the attack force.

Sir, the Maquis squadron
is coming into sensor range.

- Go to red alert.
- Aye, sir.

SANTOS: Squad leader to all ships.
- Go ahead, squad leader.

We'll be crossing the border
in less than one minute.

- Arm your weapons.
RO: Acknowledged.

Starfleet can't make its move until
we're out of the Demilitarized Zone.

We're to break formation, take cover
in the nebula as soon as they appear.

The ships in the convoy are raising
their shields. They've spotted us.

We cross the border in 30 seconds.

What the--?

I'm sorry, I can't let this happen.

Sir, the vessel being piloted
by Lieutenant Ro

is firing a low-intensity particle beam
into the nebula.

What the hell is she doing?

The polarizing effect
being created by the beam

may make it possible for us
to be detected.

- Can you counter the effect?
- I will attempt to do so.

- Ro, why are you firing?
RO: Scan the nebula.

There's a Starfleet attack force
hiding inside it.

I see it.

Squad leader to all ships:

Abort the mission.
Repeat, abort the mission.

Sir, the Maquis ships
are breaking formation.

PICARD:
Have they crossed the border?

DATA:
No, sir, they are withdrawing.

WORF:
Captain.

[COMPUTER BEEPING

Lieutenant Ro's ship is not retreating
with the others.

It is heading towards us.

When she comes aboard,

take her into custody.

RO: Alpha 7 to Alpha 9.
KALlTA: Go ahead.

- Stand by to beam me aboard.
- Standing by.

You can take the ship
back to the Enterprise.

You're going with them?

It's been a long time since I really felt
like I belonged somewhere.

Could you tell Captain Picard
something for me?

Of course. What is it?

Tell him, I'm sorry.

So long, Ro. Take care of yourself.

Goodbye, Will.

Energize.

She seemed very sure
that she was doing the right thing.

I think her only regret was
that she let you down.

Here's my report.