garak..! i have knowledge of certain security codes that would be sufficient to prove that i am in fact, a cardassian i could always say that i'm an undercover operative posing as a bajoran. captain, the authorities on terok nor will not be looking for reasons to help us. they will be looking for a reason to interrogate us and believe me, you do not want to be interrogated by the cardassians. i tend to agree with the constable. from the future. if they should discover . let's move on. ( gasps ) sisko: odo? ( gasps ) who was that? i don't know. but you should. it was your predecessor. my predecessor?! oh... yes. the man talking to dukat, his name is thrax. he was in charge of security on the promenade before me. at least nine years. you. come with us. what's she done?! nothing... yet. perhaps there's been some misunderstanding. if i may be so bold you may find something which will bring you infinitely more profit than the arrest of a bajoran woman. latinum? two strips. where is it? ah, but our

i don't know. ( yelling in pain ) garak to dr. bashir. i need a medical emergency team [captioning sponsored by the u.s. department of education this is a waste of time. to diagnose what's wrong with me. actually, i do have some idea what's going on. i've compared your current medical scans with ones i've made over the last four years and there are some noticeable differences. normally, when you're in humanoid form you haha a specific density of 1.4 which is constant throughout your body. your mass and density only vary when you change shape. now, your mass and density are in a state of fluctuation. do you know what's causing it? no. do you know how to prevent it i'm afraid i can't let you leave just yet. moving seems to increase the fluctuations and may bring on another attack. are you saying i have to stay here until you've discovered a cure? or until the fluctuations stop on their own. for all i know this could be a normal biological process-- the changeling equivalent of puberty... or menopause. el that's an interesting theory, doctor

garak was smart enough to escape. garak is a coward. he ran at the first sign of danger. probably straight into the regent's arms where he, no doubt, laid the blame you have a point. good. then i'll ask you again: is there any weakness in the alliance fleet something we can exploit? it's a possibility. why don't you lower this force field and join me in here, hmm? it might help stimulate my thought process. uld be stimulation enough for you. that's not a very friendly attitude-- especially when you want my help. oh. it's professor sisko, isn't it? well, she's very attractive but i've known breen icicles that are warmer than she is. this has nothing to do with her. if you say so. still... i've never been able to resist anyone named benjamin sisko. but they do have one weakness-- their targeting systems can be fooled. they've been known to chase warp shadows. how do i know i can believe you? you're just going to have to trust me. the key-- where is it? you're not listening. i didn't take the key. (groaning) you are lying. i'm telling you. he stole it from me while i was fee

garak, can i talk to you? garak: of course, major. excuse me. sure. now, what can i do for you, maj..? listen closely. i don't know what kind of sick game it is you're playing with ziyal but it better stop right now. i can assure you... i don't want to hear any of your lies. girl is here under my protection and i swear, if you do anything to hurt her i will make you regret it. is that clear? asabalian glass. good. you told her. the pants are about a meter too long. and how do you know about that? you're a man, she's a woman, it's a date. and they are my holosuites, after all. i was going to cancel. i'd had visions of ziyal presenting my head to her father as a birthday gift. that's a little paranoid, wouldn't you say? paranoid is what they call people who imagine threats against their life. i have threats against my life. i feel much better. you do? isn't it obvious? if ziyal planned to kill me kira would not be trying to warn me away. on the contrary the good major would also welcome my untimely demise and do nothing to interfere. unless that's part

garak said that you were the security chief during this time. you're implying that i should know the answers-- that i'm holding back information? i'm saying that maybe you know more than you think you do. you lived here, on terok nor. you're supposed to be out there now instead of thrax. think, odo. there might be some connection ( high-pitched squeal ) miss me? dax: dukat's personal shuttle is at docking bay three. what about the station defense systems? i've got the computer tied up in knots. i don't think they'll be able... a changeling? we'll figure that out later. here it is. we just got the word. your execution's been scheduled for 1900. we've got to find another way out of here. escape doesn't seem to be the answer. how could thrax be a changeling? in this time period the founders didn't know about the wormhole. i don't know. putting aside the newest shapeshifter in town how did we end up back in this cell? i don't know. care to gugus? what makes you think i have the answer? continually distracted, depressed and agitated. and you knew the

let's go, garak. constable? you all right? a headache. every once in a while, i still get flashes of memory from the great link-- a jumble of images, or a word but i can't quite make sense of it. you know, there's no reason to rush things. you don't have to go back to work right away. yes, i do. when i joined with the other changelings at the great link i... felt something i've never felt before. in that moment... i knew i was home. for the first time i felt that i understood my people-- their distrust of the solids... their willingness to do anything to protect themselves. and then... in an instant it was all snatched away. in the great link. my job is the only thing i have left. besides, i'm still the best law enforcement officer on this station. you're the best law enforcement officer in this sector-- maybe the whole damn quadrant. maybe. gowron: this message is intended what's that all about? i have no idea. the klingon empire is tired of words of negotiation of the endless delaying tactics of the federation. therefore, as of today, a

garak: i know it's none of my business but perhaps it would be prudent to increase our speed to warp nine. quiet! i was merely trying to be of service. if it was not for your incompetence the rebels would have been destroyed. i thought we'd agreed that it was theintendant who was incompetent. i was merely following her orders. and for following those orders, you deserve to die. then why don't you kill me? was bad enough. she was irrational, accusatory unappreciative, but at least... at least what? at least... i was able to please her, now and then. (gagging) i never said i was. increase speed to warp nine. so, what do you think? it was delicious. what do you call it? chicken a la sisko. how did you learn to cook like this? well, uh, all sisko men have the cooking gene. oh. you should try my father's shrimp creole. maybe one day, i will. (door chimes) come in. jake, it's time to call it a day. how about some chicken a la sisko? jake made dinner. it's delicious. i'm too tired to eat. jake-o. in a minute, dad. i don't want to leave a mess. oh, that's not necessary. how is the work on th

when we get back we'll have garak make you a new one. how long till the defiant gets here? two and a half days. don't worry, jefe. i'll get you through this. i feel better already. we've onlylyot one portable generator. the rest are at base camp. looks like you need a new bandage, enrique. ah. thanks, chief. i'll take it from here, commamaer. stop bleeding before i run out of clothes. i'll do the best i can. what do you make of this, old man? my guess, it's some kind of virtual sensory display. the jem'hadar equivalent of our viewscreen? there are only two headsets. one for the vorta and one for the jem'hadar first. guess they're the e ly ones who get to see what's going on outside. i'm the vorta in charge of the jem'hadar troops surrounding you. if you touch the triangular green panel on any of the control consoles you'll be able to speak to me. they know your name. they always seem to be one step ahead of us. this is captain sisko. i heard there were some casualties among your crew and i feared you may have been one of them. thank you for your concern. what do you want? t