Act Four Continued:
47 INT. DS9 – HABITAT RING CORRIDOR
Ro PUMMELS Taran’atar as hard as she can, all the fear and rage and hatred and pain coming out. She shrieks at him...
I hate you! I hate you!
And she PUNCHES and PUNCHES. He takes it.
Ro is punching herself, beating herself up...
48 INT. DS9 – DARK ROOM
Taran’atar is almost on top of L’Haan. Even through her Vulcan calm and control, she’s worried.
I have been used, controlled,
twisted. By the Founders, the
Ghemor woman, the slave... and
now you. It is enough. I will
not allow any more.
Doctor, please release L’Haan’s
hands. She’s going to need them.
Reluctantly, Bashir unties L’Haan’s hands. She instantly whips them forward in an attack, but Taran’atar is too fast for her. He grabs her wrists, and begins to bend them towards his own head. She resists – he’s too strong.
49 INT. DS9 – HABITAT RING CORRIDOR
Ro beats the living daylights of Taran’atar. But then she’s beating herself again. And then it’s Taran’atar. And then it’s herself...
50 INT. DS9 – INDUSTRIAL ROOM
Prynn, Dax and Quark shouting at the top of their lungs...
Help! Help! We’re in here!
Prynn shouts just a bit too enthusiastically – and she touches the forcefield around her. It flickers, sputters. And then falls around all three of them. They all look at each other in horror as the radiation begins to seep in...
51 INT. DS9 – DARK ROOM
L’Haan and Taran’atar struggle against each other – he dragging her hands to his head, she trying to keep away.
Bashir – uneasy. Vaughn – grim and determined. Taran’atar – furious. L’Haan – scared. Cole – worried but firm.
L’Haan, don’t give in. You’re
a Vulcan. He can’t force you
to do anything.
Behind L’Haan... is MU-L’HAAN, the Intendant’s handmaiden.
No... but I can.
MU-L’Haan reaches round and adds her weight to her double’s arms, pushing them closer to Taran’atar’s head. It catches S31-L’Haan by surprise, she can’t resist...
...and the fingers connect. Mind-meld.
END OF ACT FOUR