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Old May 1 2012, 11:08 AM   #3
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Re: DS9 Season 10, ep 10x18 - "The Calling"

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ACT ONE


FADE IN:


9 ON GARAK


As he stands, gazing out across his view. His face hangs slack, energy-less. He seems empty, emotionally hopeless. As grey and colourless as the clouded sky behind him.

WIDEN to reveal...


10 EXT. TARLAK GROUNDS


The large public square where we have seen meetings and rallies held before. Garak stands on a small stage at the front, a microphone stand before him. He stares out at the gathering crowd of Cardassians that is slowly filling the broken, rubble-strewn space. As he watches...

GARAK (v.o.)
They came from all over Cardassia.

Focusing on one group, wearing worn and scuffed leather working clothes...

GARAK (v.o.)
The Sabutahim, callused and
sturdy farmers from across
the southern provinces.

Garak’s emotionless gaze shifts to another group, thin and wiry, malnourished but maintaining their pride.

GARAK (v.o.)
The gaunt and ghostly Kasmoc,
herders and breeders from the north.

Moving to a third group...

GARAK (v.o.)
Ragged, half-mad fundamentalists
from Lakarian City, rebuilding
among the Hebitian ruins in a
desperate attempt to return to
simpler times.

And a final group, standing tall and proud in the nearest things they can find to a uniform. They are determined to act like they’re in charge, whatever the reality.

GARAK (v.o.)
And of course, those die-hard
Imperialists, the base support
of the Directorate, from their
protected enclaves in Rogarin.

As Garak stares out from his podium...

GARAK (v.o.)
All survivors. Exhausted from
the death and destruction. Or
demented by loss and grief,
looking for a scapegoat for
their rage. Since the failure
of the Reunion Project to build
a Cardassian democracy, our
world has divided itself into
countless tribes, each one
ferociously defending the tiny
borders of its pathetic realm.

Suddenly a voice raises in panic and fear.

WOMAN
No! No! Stop! He’s blind!

Garak turns to his right, and sees a WOMAN trying to defend an older man as two younger men beat him with fists.

YOUNG MAN
He fought against us at Begata!

OLD MAN
(between punches)
And I’d do it again!

Doctor PARMAK stands off to the side of the stage. He directs two of the dozen or so military OFFICERS, who had been guarding the stage, to move into the crowd and try to stop the fight. Meanwhile, Garak watches blankly. He can’t seem to muster the energy to care.

Garak finally speaks. Not any great speech, more as if he’s thinking out loud and the mic just happens to be there.

GARAK
I wonder... what would happen
if we all went blind.

The crowd stops a little, realising he’s spoken.

CROWD WALLA
What? ... What did he say? ...
Quiet! ... Listen...

GARAK
How do they exact revenge in
the land of the blind? What
do they take next?

YOUNG MAN
You take until there’s nothing left!

GARAK
“Until there’s nothing left.”
Then let me ask you this. Let me
ask you all – how do they exact
revenge in the land of the dead?

For the first time, the crowd has no response. In the quiet, the mournful call of a bird echoes across the sky.

GARAK
If there’s nothing left, how
do we go on?

As Garak continues to gaze out, and the gathered crowd considers his question...

GARAK (v.o.)
It has been six months since
Alon Ghemor was assassinated,
and since then, nearly as many
have died from the fighting
and the plague as did during
the Dominion occupation.


11 INT. CLINIC


A run-down room, tent or warehouse. It’s being used as a makeshift medical centre. Nothing too technologically advanced – just a case of downtrodden Cardassians standing in line to receive cursory medical checks and injections.

GARAK (v.o.)
Parmak has done excellent work
taking the data you gave me
and turning it into a vaccine
to stem the tide of the disease.
Now it’s only a matter of us
getting to the people before
the disease does.

One line of patients moves on, rubbing the skin of their arms, injections given. The next line moves up to take their turn with the exhausted clinic workers.

GARAK (v.o.)
And still, one in three die in
agony. A pitiful few actually
recover from the infection. I
imagine they wish they hadn’t.


12 EXT. TARLAK GROUNDS


The crowd gathering in the square. To one side, there’s a group of Cardassians gathered on their own. No-one else wants to stand near them. They’re wearing heavy cloaks that completely hide their features.

GARAK (v.o.)
How brave of these people to
come here today. To risk the
resentment and fear of the
others, just to hear me speak.


CUT TO:


13 INT. CLINIC


GARAK
What!... do you think you’re
doing, Ereket?

One of the Cardassian nurses, a young male named EREKET, jerks in fear at the knife-edge in Garak’s voice. He was preparing to inject an older man, CRONAL, with the vaccine. But he stops as Garak stalks over to him. The lines of people waiting for their turn stretch off to the distance.

EREKET
Excuse me, Docent?

GARAK
These people need the vaccine.
They don’t need to be impressed
by your wisdom and expertise.

EREKET
But Docent, I was just trying to
explain –

GARAK
Administer the drug as you’ve
been taught. We have to finish
this group before we lose the
light. Do you understand?

Garak is being harsher here than the situation really calls for. His nerves are obviously frayed. Ereket flushes with shame at being yelled at, and gets back to work.

EREKET
Yes, Docent.

The older patient, Cronal, has been watching Garak closely all this time, much more interested in him than Ereket’s procedure. Garak moves on. Cronal’s eyes follow him.

GARAK (v.o.)
To correct the behaviour of a
small man like Ereket was a
momentary distraction. But if
my peers and those in positions
of real, actual power should
need correction...

CRONAL
Excuse me - Elim Garak?

Distracted by his own thoughts, Garak hadn’t noticed Cronal approaching him. Now Garak turns to him, and something in the old man’s intense gaze puts Garak on his alert.

GARAK
Yes?

CRONAL
My name is Cronal Gys. I want
to thank you for the good work
you’ve been doing here... and
elsewhere.

GARAK
Thank you. And I apologise for
the behaviour of –

CRONAL
No no, not at all. He’s young,
he has to learn how to work.
Unfortunately all the schools
these days are real life.

GARAK
You’re very kind.

Garak isn’t sure what to make of this man, the clear eyes that never stop looking at him, measuring him.

CRONAL
Your work has a particular
significance for some of us
here in Lakarian City.

GARAK
My... work?

CRONAL
I think I can help you find
the person you’re looking for.

Garak stops, his eyes going wide in shock and amazement.

GARAK
Nel...


14 FLASHBACK – 10x11 “HARMONY”


Garak gazes out of his shed to the destroyed memorial in which it sits. He has the padd O’Brien gave him, that contains the instructions of how to access the Vinculum.

GARAK (v.o.)
You see, Doctor, on those other
times I went to the Vinculum,
searching for you, the times you
were not present as promised...
others did appear to me.


15 FLASHBACK – 8x09 “A STITCH IN TIME”


The Tarlak Grounds as they used to look many years ago. A rare park of green grass and colourful flowers among the grey of the city. Garak sits on a bench with his secret love, PALANDINE. On the grass before them, Palandine’s young daughter NEL plays happily to herself.

GARAK (v.o.)
I was young again, enjoying
my secret assignations with
another man’s wife. Palandine,
the woman who had held my
attention since childhood.

Then we blend into NEW FOOTAGE...

...as a shadow passes over the scene. The bright sun turns to darkness, only the light of the Blind Moon to see by. At first Garak cannot see Palandine in the dark. But then she leans slowly forward into the light...

...and reveals a disfigured face, a horror mask burned and warped by the disease. Garak recoils in fear...

GARAK (v.o.)
I tried to believe that her
disfigured appearance in the
Vinculum was a hallucination.
Just as Parmak had tried to
convince me you were. But I
couldn’t deny that she was
not the only dead soul I had
encountered in that place.

PALANDINE
Careful, Elim. Your enemies are
looking for a way to hurt you.

GARAK
How?

In answer, the disfigured Palandine turns to look at the child playing at their feet. Garak looks at Nel too... and as they watch, the young girl slowly fades from view.

GARAK
Nel? They’ll kill Nel?

PALANDINE
You will kill her. In revenge
against Barkan. Or so it will
appear.


16 FLASHBACK – 8x09 “A STITCH IN TIME”


The moment where Garak and Barkan struggle to the death in a military interrogation room.

GARAK (v.o.)
Barkan. He and Palandine used
me, then betrayed me. I killed
him. And now they were going
to discredit me by claiming I
had killed his daughter too.


17 EXT. TARLAK GROUNDS


Present. From his position on the stage, Garak glances over to the gathered Imperialists, standing smug and superior.

GARAK (v.o.)
Idiots. Didn’t they know by now
that if I had wanted anyone
killed, no-one would have ever
found the evidence to prove it?
(beat)
But no-one ever needed proof of
a thing to believe it was true.
I promised Palandine I would
search for Nel. Protect her.


18 INT. CLINIC


All of the above goes through Garak’s mind as he processes what Cronal has said to him.

CRONAL
When it’s convenient for you,
you can meet me in the grounds
adjacent to the Citadel. I’m
sure I don’t have to tell you
how delicate the situation is.

With that, Cronal turns and walks away. Confused and thrown off guard, Garak calls after him.

GARAK
It won’t take me long to finish
up here.

CRONAL
(walking away)
I’ll be there.

And then the old man is gone. Garak watches the lines of waiting patients shuffle forward a step at a time for their treatments. He has other things on his mind.

GARAK (v.o.)
Only when he was gone did I
think to wonder how he knew I
was looking for Nel at all. I
hadn’t yet had the chance to
enquire about her in Lakarian.

Still thinking, worried, Garak turns away and goes back to his work. As he potters around, guiding and instructing the nurses, comforting the patients...

GARAK (v.o.)
When I returned from the Vinculum
that third time, I took what
opportunities I could to look for
her, as I had promised Palandine
I would. Always making sure to do
so discreetly, of course, so as
not to raise the alarms of these
hidden enemies.


19 FLASHBACK – 8x09 “A STITCH IN TIME”


The secret Oralian Way room, hidden away in a basement. The walls are painted in a frieze depicting the lives of the Hebitians, and Nel herself stands on the dais at the front.

GARAK (v.o.)
The Oralian Temple in Cardassia
City where she had performed her
duties as Guide had disappeared
without a trace. And there was
really no-one else I could ask.


20 INT. CLINIC


The rows of dishevelled, downtrodden Cardassians continue to plod forward a step at a time. Garak continues to guide the nurses and comfort the patients.

GARAK (v.o.)
I knew Lakarian was a stronghold
of what was left of the Oralian
Way, so I purposely volunteered
for the mission so that I could
make enquiries as time allowed.
Somehow this man Cronal had
anticipated my intentions.

Garak looks back over his shoulder, in the direction Cronal had left...

GARAK (v.o.)
But how? How did he know?


FADE OUT:


END OF ACT ONE


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