52 EXT. FOUNDERS WORLD
The surface of the Founders’ world, but with no Founders. It’s the empty, deserted stone stretching out into the distance, as seen in 10x02 “Brave New World.”
Together on the small rising islet, Taran’atar, RU-L’Haan and MU-L’Haan stand all facing each other.
So. Here the three of us are again.
How did you do this? You are
nothing. An echo. Powerless.
53 INT. DS9 – DARK ROOM
Do you believe I hid in plain
sight of the Alliance and the
Intendant for so many years
without knowing how to appear
powerless when required?
Cole watches, worried as L’Haan and Taran’atar stand, joined in their mind-meld.
What just happened?
If I had to guess, I’d say your
agent was tripped up by her own
arrogance. She kept the other
L’Haan’s katra inside her head
instead of getting rid like a
sensible person. And once it’s
got a foothold, a katra can be
very difficult to get rid of.
He’s talking about T’Prynn. He smiles smugly.
54 EXT. FOUNDERS WORLD
Taran’atar and the two L’Haans...
You believed you had me under
control. You thought you could
use me for your own purposes.
But I stayed quiet, I learned
my way around your mind... and
I waited for my moment.
You have exhausted the last of
your energy on a futile errand,
L’Haan. I will not remove my
suggestion. Any attempt to
force me will be unsuccessful.
You spoke of a human phrase –
“evil twins.” Of how those from
my universe are twisted, amoral
versions of those from yours.
But you are the evil one here.
Moral lectures are irrelevant.
You are powerless against me.
Then it is fortunate that you
are not my target.
Lighting quick, MU-L’Haan turns to Taran’atar and grabs him in the double mind-meld hold, fingers to both sides of his face. Taran’atar allows it - in fact grins with victory as he and MU-L’Haan vibrate against each other.
Stop! What are you doing?!
MU-L’Haan and Taran’atar are in their mind-meld, ignoring her. RU-L’Haan grimaces, physically hurt by what the other two are doing. She gasps, trying to control the pain and fear and violation. Taran’atar sneer-grins...
55 INT. DS9 – LOWER ENGINEERING CORE
Nog’s ears prick up...
They stopped shouting...
Shar’s antennae reach around, feeling...
The forcefield is down.
Crap. Move move move!
The security team scatter to try to find entrances past the bulkhead blocking their way. All except for Sevak, who covers the corridor behind them, just in case. Nog and Shar get their machines ready, Tarses prepares his hypospray...
56 EXT. FOUNDERS WORLD
MU-L’Haan grips Taran’atar’s head tightly. They stare into each other’s eyes, intense and focused. RU-L’Haan grips her own head in pain, trying to fight it...
MU-L’Haan draws something out of Taran’atar – a ghostly IMAGE of another L’Haan, superimposed. MU-L’Haan struggles to drag it out of him. RU-L’Haan groans in pain...
57 INT. DS9 – INDUSTRIAL ROOM
Against the wall, Quark is trying to trace some kind of exit, but his strength is sapping. He falls to his knees.
Then a figure approaches - Shar holds a small emitter which casts a new field around him, extending behind them like a clear corridor. Nog, Bowers and Tarses are with him. Nog grabs Quark and pulls him into the force field bubble.
Nog... I always said... you
were a good boy...
Doctor, take him. Get him out
Wait... Laren. Where’s Laren?
Tarses gets an awkward look, and avoids the question. He leads Quark back down the force field corridor.
Bowers crouches down and scoops Dax’s limp, half-conscious body into his arms, as gently but quickly as he can. Once she’s secure he speeds back to safety. Shar and Nog remain.
Prynn! Are you here?
A faint, half-heard groan. Nog hears it.
Shar runs, pushing the force field in front of him. Prynn is curled up on the ground, her skin visibly burned and fizzing. Shar hands his emitter to Nog and scoops Prynn off the ground. As he runs her to safety, she croaks out...
Shar... I guess this... makes
us even now...
Shar is only interested in getting her to safety.
58 EXT. FOUNDERS WORLD
MU-L’Haan is desperately holding on to the ghostly image between her hands – it wavers and tries to get free, but she won’t let it. RU-L’Haan is screaming with the strain of mentally pushing back against what MU-L’Haan is doing.
But it’s not enough. MU-L’Haan takes the image, THROWS it at her opposite number. It hits her, blends with her. RU-L’Haan SCREAMS, her own image wavering.
MU-L’Haan and Taran’atar watch RU-L’Haan as she writhes and fights... with a final wail, the Vulcan woman fades away.
59 INT. DS9 – DARK ROOM
In Vaughn’s hiding place, the real Taran’atar and the real RU-L’Haan slump back from each other, their mind-meld over. Vaughn catches Taran’atar, supports him. Bashir runs to check on L’Haan. He feels for a pulse...
Vaughn doesn’t seem overly impressed with that.
60 EXT. FOUNDERS WORLD
MU-L’Haan and Taran’atar are now alone. She turns to him...
It is over, Taran’atar. I have
removed her influence. You are
at last truly free. I hope you
are finally able to accept it.
I believe I am. Thank you.
You are welcome. It is time for
me to accept my fate likewise.
I wish you well, Taran’atar.
And MU-L’Haan fades away to nothing, leaving him alone.
61 INT. DS9 – DARK ROOM
Taran’atar comes back to consciousness, finding himself in Vaughn’s arms. Vaughn attempts to stand him up. Once he’s steady on his feet, he reaches down to touch a control on the transporter strap around the Jem’Hadar’s wrist. Taran’atar transports away...
62 INT. DS9 – TARAN’ATAR’S QUARTERS
... and reappears in his own quarters. Admiral Batanides helps to steady him.
63 INT. DS9 – DARK ROOM
I’ve got you. You’re safe now.
With Taran’atar gone, Vaughn reaches for his phaser.
Step aside, Doctor.
With alarm, Bashir realizes Vaughn means to kill L’Haan and Cole. He specifically steps between them. L’Haan lolls semi-conscious in her bonds, while Cole has gone quiet.
I’m not going to let you do
You think we can just let them
walk out of here? Step aside.
Let him, Doctor. There’s plenty
more where we came from. Do
whatever you want to us, it
won’t stop them.
I’ll worry about them later.
All I need to worry about right
now... is you two.
Commander - no. It’s not going
to happen. Put down the phaser.
You promised me you would see
this through, Doctor.
And you promised me you weren’t
like Section 31. I’m starting
How can you possibly let them
live after what they’ve done?
To us, to Prynn, to Dax...
Because Cole was right about me
earlier. Saving lives is more
important to me than your great
crusade. And I certainly won’t
kill two people in cold blood.
A moment of indecision, then with a roar of frustration, Vaughn casts the phaser aside. Bashir goes to untie L’Haan and then Cole. Cole helps the still groggy L’Haan.
Now get the hell off my station,
both of you. If I see either of
your faces ever again, it might
force me to rethink my decision.
Without a word, Cole helps L’Haan out of the room, off into the darkness of the depths of the station.
64 INT. DS9 – HABITAT RING CORRIDOR
If this comes back to bite us,
Doctor... it’s all on you.
Ro is beating ten shades of bloody hell out of Taran’atar, roaring and crying and screaming cathartically all at once.
She grabs him by the front of his uniform, hoists him up into the air, and THROWS him against the corridor wall. He lands against it with such force that we hear the CRACK of his back. He slumps down to the deck, eyes wide and glassy.
Ro stands, glaring down at the unmoving body, panting...
And now it’s Ro herself on the ground, in the same state.
65 INT. DS9 - INFIRMARY
With a shuddering gasp, Ro comes back to consciousness on the biobed. Looking to the side, she sees Quark sitting by her bedside, looking burned and sore. He jumps to her side.
Doctor! She’s awake!
Quark...? What happened?
I don’t know and I don’t care.
But we’re both alive.
You had a bad reaction to all
the medication you took. And I
think I know why. Are you sure
you want to talk about it now?
Tarses is referring to Quark, who clearly has no idea what the doctor is on about. Ro sees that Tarses knows about the painkillers. She sighs to herself – time to face up to it.
Go ahead. He may as well hear
the whole truth.
(takes Quark’s hand)
If that’s okay with you.
Hey, don’t worry about me. We
Ferengi are made of tougher
stuff than people think.
Awkward look from Tarses...
66 INT. DS9 – SECURITY OFFICE
Etana’s image is on the screens on the back wall, sitting quiet and withdrawn in one of the security cells. Kira, Cenn and Richter stand watching the screens.
She swears she never meant to
hurt anyone. She was told it
was a test, to see if we were
keeping a close enough eye on
our pharmacy stocks. She had
no idea what it would do to Ro.
How long has she been working
Captain, I don’t even know who
“them” are. And I don’t think
she does either. She said he
told her he was with Starfleet
Intelligence when he recruited
her two years ago.
Two years? That’s the whole time
she’s been on the station. The
whole time I’ve known her. Ever
since the Iconian mission.
Right after Cole’s last visit
to the station. He must have
found someone in the Militia
who’d applied to work here,
and got in there first. Did
she say what she did for him?
Nothing direct. Just gave him
access to her regular reports.
But as the second in security,
who then transferred to work
directly under Bashir...
Those reports would have been
pretty interesting stuff.
So... what are you going to do
with her now?
What do you want us to do?
Richter isn’t sure what to think anymore...
67 INT. DS9 – LOWER ENGINEERING CORE
Cole and L’Haan move through the deserted areas of the station, trying to get to their escape vessel. L’Haan is still a bit weak, but burying her pain and embarrassment under Vulcan control.
What do we do now?
We? There is no “we”, L’Haan.
After today, you’re finished
with the organisation.
L’Haan stops, looks at Cole with confusion.
For what reason?
What reason?! You failed the
mission! And not only that, you
put everything back the way it
was before. You’re weak. We have
thoroughly lost this one, and
it’s completely thanks to you.
So yes, you’re done.
That means death. L’Haan absorbs this calmly.
Cole turns to keep walking, and L’Haan ATTACKS. A sharp stab with her fingers to the back of the neck – not enough to kill Cole, but enough to knock him down and daze him.
He tumbles to the ground. She is on him. Pins him to the deck with her own weight, grabs his face in a double meld. Grimacing in fury, she forces herself on him. He SCREAMS as she scrambles his brains, feet kicking, eyes rolling back.
L’Haan lets all her Vulcan rage and fire out on him. Cole’s skin actually SMOKES at the points of contact. Finally he goes limp – she’s burned out his brain. She gets her breath back, pulls herself under control, and walks away.