DS9 12x09 - "Suffer the Little Children"

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    Meanwhile...


    TNG 17x09 – “OUT WITH THE OLD”

    Picard is inclined to believe Seven’s intuition about Janeway and rush back to Sector 10, but Admiral Jellico orders him to stay away. To verify her claims, Picard asks Seven to mind-meld with Spock. Unfortunately, the attempt lets the Queen know they are onto her. That and the news from Thunderchild convince Picard to disobey orders. On Spock’s advice, he sets course for a secret Starfleet facility containing incredible objects – including the Planet Killer (TOS 2x06 “The Doomsday Machine”). Kadohata, Leybenzon and T’Lana gather all the crew who think they should obey Jellico’s orders and return to Earth to fight the Borg. They take over Enterprise, although only a nerve pinch from T’Lana stops Worf from outright killing Leybenzon in the attempt. Kadohata takes command, placing Picard, Seven, Worf, Crusher and LaForge under arrest. But too late – Spock has already locked the ship on course. They are going to the Planet Killer, like it or not.


    TTN 1x09 – “ORION’S HOUNDS”

    Thousands of Pa’haquel have died after the star-jellies used Titan’s sensor data to beam the Pa’haquel into open space. Qui’hibra is furious, and decides to show Riker exactly why he shouldn’t have interfered. Joining up with the rest of their alliance, he takes Titan to a battle against a monstrous space-going Harvester that eats planets. They are using everything they have – including the star-jellies they captured – to try to stop this creature from destroying a world of 200 million inhabitants. Maybe because Titan denied them some jellies, they fail, and the Shalra world is destroyed. The Pa’haquel alliance works to resettle the survivors. Riker realises Qui’hibra is not a bad guy, just desperate. Then the Pa’haquel react to a familiar threat – what they call Branchers, but Starfleet recognise as Crystalline Entities. Riker uses the Enterprise’s work on communicating with them (TNG 5x04 “Silicon Avatar”) to drive them away. That done, Riker realises he has an idea...


    VOY 10x09 – “HUNGRY”

    On Einstein, Janeway detects Spock’s mind-meld with Seven, and sets the cube’s course for Earth. Seven’s friend Captain Vargo has been captured by Thunderchild, but when they intercept the cube and attempt to fire on it, the ship feeds on it and grows bigger. Vargo escapes, leaving Thunderchild to be literally swallowed by the cube. The Borg advance to Earth, facing a Starfleet armada – and the cube absorbs every ship, growing in size and power with each one. Admirals Jellico and Nechayev watch the slaughter in horror, before Janeway comes on screen and demands Picard and Seven be handed over. When they overhear that Picard is going to fetch the Planet Killer, the super-cube flies into the sun, providing it enough power to give birth – to the ships it already swallowed, now all assimilated. Janeway sends those after Picard, while she stays behind to keep an eye on Earth.
     
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    TEASER


    FADE IN:


    1 INT. FEDERATION PRESIDENT’S OFFICE - DAY


    The door of the office opens, and ESPERANZA PIÑIERO barrels through, Z4 BLUE scuttling close behind her.


    PIÑIERO
    Madam President, I apologise for
    bursting in. Do you have a moment?
    It’s rather urgent.​


    NANIETTA BACCO, the president of the Federation, looks up from her desk, where she is reading a sheaf of papers. She gives her old friend and chief of staff a withering look, then returns to her papers.


    BACCO
    You know there are plenty of
    people I would happily have shot
    for doing what you just did.

    PIÑIERO
    I’ll take that as a yes.​


    Piñiero and Z4 Blue take their seats - a specially modified one for Z4 to fit his insectile Nasat body. Bacco sighs and accepts their presence - they’re obviously not going away.


    PIÑIERO
    Madam President, we just heard
    that the Tzenkethi have released
    Glamok from prison. He’s on his
    way back to the Federation.

    BACCO
    Remind me?

    PIÑIERO
    Brek chim Glamok. The Tellarite
    reporter who went missing on
    Kliradon last year.

    BACCO
    Glamok - right, yes. Sorry.

    PIÑIERO
    Starfleet security thought all along
    that he was very likely to have
    been captured and imprisoned
    by the Tzenkethi, but there was
    never any proof. Well, they just
    proved it - by letting him go.

    BACCO
    That’s unusually generous. The
    Tzenkethi despise the Federation.
    Why would they let a prisoner
    go just like that?

    PIÑIERO
    Zee-Four Blue has a theory.​


    Bacco and Piñiero both turn to Z4 Blue, whose chittering antennae suggest nervousness and uncertainty.


    Z4 BLUE
    The Tzenkethi Ambassador contacted
    me two months ago.

    BACCO
    We have a Tzenkethi Ambassador?

    PIÑIERO
    Yes, Madam President. Emra Vik Tov-B.

    BACCO
    Interesting - we only get a B.

    PIÑIERO
    Sending an A would be showing more
    respect for us than they want to.

    BACCO
    Unless he is an A and they’re just
    calling him a B to make sure we
    underestimate him.

    Z4 BLUE
    Madam President...

    BACCO
    Right, sorry Ziff. Go ahead.

    Z4 BLUE
    Emra is actually an old... well, I
    hesitate to say friend, but we’ve
    maintained a cordial relationship.
    He’s unusually reasonable for
    a Tzenkethi politician.

    BACCO
    Probably why he has the job. So
    he just called you out of the blue?​


    Piñiero covers a smirk at Bacco’s deadpan joke. Z4 is less than impressed - he’s heard them all before.


    Z4 BLUE
    Yes, Madam President. It seemed
    obvious that he was building up to
    asking me something. But he must
    have lost his nerve, because he
    hung up before getting to any
    kind of point.

    PIÑIERO
    Since that was all there was to
    it, I didn’t bother bringing it to
    your attention at the time.

    BACCO
    But...?

    PIÑIERO
    But... Starfleet Intelligence has
    heard that Emra was recently seen
    on Kliradon - just before Brek
    chim Glamok was released.​


    Bacco sits back and ponders, putting the pieces together. The gorgeous skyline of Paris glitters behind her.


    BACCO
    So the Tzenkethi Ambassador, who
    we’ve had such little contact with
    that I didn’t even know he existed
    ten minutes ago, calls one of my
    deputy chiefs of staff just to chat.
    Two months later he visits a
    Federation prisoner on a Tzenkethi
    border world, and arranges his
    extremely unusual release... to
    carry a message on his behalf?

    Z4 BLUE
    (nodding)
    One that was too sensitive to
    risk coming to us with directly.

    PIÑIERO
    But urgent enough that he at least
    considered the direct route before
    chickening out.

    BACCO
    What the hell are they up to?

    PIÑIERO
    I don’t know. But relations with
    the Tzenkethi have never exactly
    been what you might call warm. If
    Emra is going this far out of his
    way to tell us something, then it
    must be something the rest of the
    Tzenkethi government don’t want
    him to tell us.

    BACCO
    Alright. Esperanza, get Starfleet
    to intercept whatever ship they’re
    sending Glamok back to us on. Make
    sure he gets all possible support
    on his safe return - intelligence,
    medical, psychological, all of it.

    PIÑIERO
    Yes, Madam President.

    BACCO
    Ziff, call this Emra Vik Tov-B
    person back, and let him know I
    want to see him face-to-face in
    this office as soon as possible.

    Z4 BLUE
    But - he’s specifically trying to
    avoid direct contact with us.

    BACCO
    Yes, so me demanding to see him
    gives him plausible deniability. He
    can say it was under duress. As
    far as anyone knows I just want
    to talk to him about Glamok.

    Z4 BLUE
    Understood, Madam President.

    BACCO
    And do it fast - I don’t have time
    for games. I leave on my goodwill
    tour in a week, and Admiral Ross
    is driving me insane with his
    security briefings. Off you go.

    PIÑIERO / Z4 BLUE
    (standing together)
    Thank you, Madam President.​


    Piñiero and Z4 both head towards the door to exit. As they open the door to pass through, Z4 mutters to Piñiero...


    Z4 BLUE
    She knows I hate it when she calls
    me Ziff.

    PIÑIERO
    Of course she does. That’s why she
    does it.

    Z4 BLUE
    (tinkle of
    annoyance)
    Humans.​


    Piñiero chuckles under her breath, and then they close the doors behind them. Leaving Bacco to sit at her desk, and ponder what the hell is going on...


    2 EST. PALAIS DE LA CONCORDE - DAY


    Establishing the grand edifice that houses the heart of the Federation government in Paris, straddling the Place de la Concorde with the Seine flowing past nearby.


    3 INT. FEDERATION PRESIDENT’S OFFICE - DAY


    A different day. Bacco stands in a more formal outfit than before, suitable for a high-level diplomatic meeting. She gazes out of the window at the view.

    Piñiero enters again, also in a smart suit. She approaches.


    PIÑIERO
    Madam President, the ambassador
    has entered the building.

    BACCO
    Thanks, Esperanza. Whatever this
    is, let’s hope it’s the start of
    something better between us and
    the Tzenkethi. I wouldn’t mind
    being the president who managed
    to establish peace with the people
    who see us as the literal devil.

    PIÑIERO
    Nothing wrong with your ego.

    BACCO
    Have we had anything from Glamok
    as to what this is all about?

    PIÑIERO
    Not yet, ma’am. The Atlas is still
    en route from the border.​


    Bacco nods, accepting that. There is a BEEP from Bacco’s desk - Piñiero thumbs a control to receive the message.


    SIVAK (comm)
    Madam President, Ambassador Emra
    Vik Tov-B of the Tzenkethi Coalition
    is here to see you.​


    Piñiero looks to Bacco. Bacco nods back - go ahead.


    PIÑIERO
    Thank you, Sivak. Please show the
    ambassador in.​


    Bacco turns to greet the Ambassador, Piñiero a half-step behind her. They are both nervous, but curious to see where this will lead. The door opens...

    ...and a BRIGHT GOLDEN LIGHT streams in from the waiting room outside.

    Piñiero blinks and flinches slightly from the sheer power of the light, but Bacco doesn’t - she maintains complete and total dignity in this important diplomatic moment.


    BACCO
    Ambassador, welcome to the Palais.​


    Off Bacco’s politely smiling face, looking into the bright light that appears to be coming directly from the Tzenkethi ambassador himself...


    FADE OUT


    END OF TEASER
     
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    ACT ONE


    FADE IN


    4 EST. DEEP SPACE NINE


    Establishing the station, as the Intrepid-class Blackthorne (last seen DS9 10x12 “Heresy”) slowly approaches.


    5 INT. DS9 - UPPER PYLON DOCKING AREA


    Ro is stood with a NONCOM security officer, looking out of the window of the airlock apprehensively at the approaching starship. She taps her combadge...


    RO
    Ro to Evik. Is everything ready?​


    6 INT. DS9 - DOCKING RING CORRIDOR


    Security chief EVIK NATH stands with three other Starfleet security officers, who are all armed with phaser rifles. While talking to Ro, Evik points up and down the docking ring corridor, giving them silent direction.


    EVIK
    Setting up the last of it now,
    Commander.

    RO (comm)
    Good. The Blackthorne is minutes
    away, and the Beshodi less than
    an hour behind it.

    EVIK
    Understood, sir. The route to the
    Promenade is secure. I assure
    you, no-one will know.​


    The other officers nod their acknowledgements and move down the corridor to do as they are told.


    7 INT. DS9 - UPPER PYLON DOCKING AREA


    RO
    I hope not. Starfleet Command told
    me I couldn’t even comprehend the
    level of secrecy around this, so I
    don’t want some random civilian
    just stumbling across it.

    EVIK (comm)
    Speaking of civilians...

    RO
    Don’t worry - the bar is closed
    down and Quark is off-station.
    (sly smile)
    His best spring wine supplier
    demanded a face-to-face meeting.

    EVIK (comm)
    Nicely done.

    RO
    I thank you. Okay, carry on,
    Lieutenant Commander. Ro out.​


    Ro glances at her own security escort. Time was, this used to be her job. Now she has higher level worries. Looking out of the window again at the ever-nearing Blackthorne, she taps her combadge again.


    RO
    Ro to Bashir.​


    8 INT. DS9 - INFIRMARY


    A hive of activity. Doctor BASHIR, his Starfleet nurse RICHTER, his Bajoran doctor AYLAM and his Bajoran nurse ETANA are all on duty, moving back and forth carrying supplies and devices.


    BASHIR
    Doing the best we can, Commander.
    It was rather short notice, and I’ve
    never operated on one of this
    species before.

    RO (comm)
    I’ve never even seen one of this
    species before, so you’re ahead of
    me. How’s the Promenade looking?​


    Bashir walks to the Infirmary doors. They open onto...


    9 INT. DS9 - PROMENADE (CONTINUOUS)


    Poking his head out of the Infirmary door, Bashir sees that unlike the Infirmary, the Promenade is completely deserted, with the replimat and all the shops shut down and dark.

    Quark’s Bar is completely dead. Turning his head both ways, Bashir sees more SECURITY OFFICERS dotted along the length of the Promenade at regular intervals, all armed.


    BASHIR
    Quiet as a church mouse.​


    Bashir re-enters the Infirmary.


    10 INT. DS9 - INFIRMARY (CONTINUOUS)


    The rest of the medical staff continue preparing...


    RO (comm)
    What about your staff - do they
    know what’s going on?

    BASHIR
    Only enough to do their jobs. Safe
    to say they were surprised.

    RO (comm)
    I think we all were, Doctor. Ro out.​


    The line drops, and Bashir turns back to work.


    11 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE


    Back outside the station... and the Blackthorne finally docks at the upper pylon with a solid kerthunk.


    12 INT. DS9 - MAIN OPS CENTRE


    Major CENN is working the central Ops table, with ALECO at tactical, NOG at engineering and CANDLEWOOD at sciences.


    CENN
    Ops to Ro - the Blackthorne is
    docked, Commander.

    RO (comm)
    I can see that, Major. Tell Bowers
    to launch the Defiant now.

    CENN
    Aye, Commander. Ops to Defiant.
    You’re clear to depart.

    BOWERS (comm)
    Understood, Major.​


    13 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE


    The Defiant disconnects from the docking ring, and slowly turns to leave... but it doesn’t go far.


    14 INT. DS9 - UPPER PYLON DOCK


    As Ro waits, the wheel-shaped airlock door rolls open...

    ...and reveals Doctor KATHERINE PULASKI, walking along the short airlock corridor with a bag over her shoulder. The human woman is now pushing 70, but with no intention of stopping any time soon - and no time for fools either.


    PULASKI
    Commander Ro, I assume?

    RO
    Doctor Pulaski. Welcome to DS-Nine.

    PULASKI
    Hmm. Now that I’m here, perhaps
    someone would be kind enough to
    tell me why I’m here?

    RO
    They didn’t tell you?

    PULASKI
    Damned admirals think they can
    order me about however they
    please, and not tell me a thing.
    Worst part of it is - they can.​


    Ro smiles - they’re going to get along. She gestures away from the airlock and down the corridor, and they begin to walk, the security officer staying on guard where he was.


    RO
    (taps combadge)
    Ro to Ops - Doctor Pulaski is on-
    board. Tell Captain Thann to take
    up position with the Defiant.

    CENN (comm)
    Aye, Commander. Ops out.

    PULASKI
    I wish someone would tell me why a
    doctor warrants all this security.

    RO
    It’s not for you. It’s for your patient.

    PULASKI
    And doesn’t anyone think I ought
    to know who my patient is before
    I stick a knife in them?

    RO
    Don’t worry, I’ll give you a full
    briefing in my office.

    PULASKI
    You know, I’ve heard a lot about
    you, Commander.

    RO
    I shudder to think.

    PULASKI
    Disciplinary actions, marks on your
    record, prison...

    RO
    Look, if this is going to be a problem -

    PULASKI
    Problem - are you kidding me?
    You could be my younger sister.​


    The two of them chuckle and keep walking.


    15 INT. DS9 - MAIN OPS CENTRE


    An ALERT on Cenn’s console. Tension in Ops...


    BOWERS (comm)
    Defiant to DS-Nine...

    CENN
    I see it too, Lieutenant.

    BOWERS (comm)
    They’re ahead of schedule.

    CENN
    I know. Ops to Ro. They’re here.​


    16 INT. DS9 - TURBOLIFT


    Ro and Pulaski...


    RO
    Oh, fire. Computer, redirect to
    docking ring, cargo bay seventeen.​


    The computer BEEPS affirmatively, and the turbolift changes direction. Agitated, Ro turns to Pulaski...


    RO
    No time for a briefing, sorry.

    PULASKI
    So just tell me.

    RO
    Your patient is from a race that
    is hostile to the Federation.
    Hence all the security.

    PULASKI
    Okay. But why me? Don’t they
    have doctors of their own?

    RO
    All I know is, they asked for you
    by name. They trust you.​


    Before a puzzled Pulaski can ask more, the turbolift comes to a halt and the doors OPEN onto Lieutenant Evik...


    17 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE


    The Defiant and Blackthorne have both taken positions on opposite sides of the station, clearly in patrol formation.


    Meanwhile, a nondescript and markings-free TRANSPORT VESSEL approaches the station...


    18 INT. DS9 - MAIN OPS CENTRE


    Cenn is very nervous as he works his consoles...


    CENN
    DS-Nine to Beshodi. Relinquish
    controls to us, we’ll bring you
    into docking port twelve. Station
    security is waiting to meet you.
    (beat; console beeps)
    They acknowledge.

    CANDLEWOOD
    Major - what’s the big deal? Why
    does a basic transport like that
    need this level of security?

    CENN
    Need to know, Lieutenant. Just
    keep your sensors open for any
    hostiles out there.

    CANDLEWOOD
    Oh, come on, Major - we need to
    know what to look for at least.

    CENN
    (firm)
    Lieutenant - no. Stop asking.​


    Cenn has not been this firm with Candlewood before - it takes him aback somewhat.


    19 INT. DS9 - CARGO BAY


    Ro, Pulaski and Evik enter the bay. It has been cleared of all cargo and there are more armed SECURITY dotted around the perimeter. The docking umbilicus from the transport ship is at the far end, with the airlock not yet open.

    The three senior Starfleet officers stand at the bottom of the ramp, waiting for their guests to appear.


    RO
    I didn’t have time to put on my
    dress uniform.

    EVIK
    If what you’ve told me is true,
    Commander, this is not an official
    visit. I don’t think they’ll mind.​


    Ro hopes he is right - she doesn’t want to be responsible for a diplomatic incident. The airlock opens... and a BRIGHT GOLDEN LIGHT streams out from the ship.

    Evik remains calm and professional. Ro is quietly amazed. But Pulaski recognises this light with instant horror...


    PULASKI
    Tzenkethi...​


    She immediately turns on her heel and stalks out of the cargo bay again. Ro is caught off guard and struggles to know what to do... but the LIGHT is now receding...

    ...until we see what is causing the light - our first view of a real-life TZENKETHI - Ambassador EMRA.

    This male alien is humanoid in shape, but that is the only resemblance. His skin is bio-luminescent - he glows with a beautiful and warm GOLDEN light that seems to come from inside his very being. His clothing is flowing diaphanous silk. His facial features are attractive in the extreme - anyone with eyes would find this species irresistible. His voice when he finally speaks sounds like the music of WINDCHIMES.


    EMRA
    You are Starfleet Commander Ro?​


    Ro has difficulty tearing her eyes away from the beautiful vision in front of her enough to actually speak to him. She finally gets herself under control and steps forward. Emra seems scared and nervous, glancing around the room warily.


    RO
    Ambassador. Welcome to DS-Nine.
    I am Commander Ro, yes. May I
    present my chief of security,
    Lieutenant Commander Evik.

    EMRA
    Is Katherine Pulaski among you?

    RO
    (covering
    awkwardness)
    She is.

    EMRA
    My charge’s life - and perhaps
    mine as well - depend on her.​


    Emra steps back into the doorway of the transport ship for a moment. When he comes back, he is carrying a CHILD in his arms - a Tzenkethi male like himself. The child, about 3 years old, glows GREEN but dully, sickly and half-hearted.


    EMRA
    We must get him to the doctor
    immediately.

    RO
    Of course. Lieutenant Commander?

    EVIK
    If you’ll follow me, Ambassador.​


    Evik leads Emra out of the room, the adult carrying the child effortlessly. Ro follows them...


    20 INT. DS9 - DOCKING RING CORRIDOR (CONTINUOUS)


    Evik and Emra turn one way, following the clear route to the Promenade. Emerging from the cargo bay, Ro spots Pulaski some distance away, watching with arms crossed.


    PULASKI
    That’s my patient? A Tzenkethi?

    RO
    Is that a problem?

    PULASKI
    Damn right it’s a problem. I won’t
    do it.

    RO
    I’m sorry, I don’t understand.

    PULASKI
    I won’t do the operation. That
    child can die in agony, I don’t
    care. I’m not doing it.​


    Off Ro’s surprise...


    BLACK OUT


    END OF ACT ONE
     
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    ACT TWO


    FADE IN


    21 INT. DS9 - INFIRMARY (SURGERY SUITE)


    The Tzenkethi child, whose name is ZORMONK, lies on his side on a bio-bed. His back is warped and misshapen, the victim of a spina bifida like condition. His arms and legs droop loosely over the edges of the bed, floppy as if they contain no bones. He SHUDDERS occasionally in pain.

    Bashir moves various heavy scanning devices into place around the bio-bed, setting them up. Emra stands nearby, watching with caution and confusion.


    EMRA
    You are not Pulaski.

    BASHIR
    No, Ambassador. My name is Doctor
    Julian Bashir.

    EMRA
    We asked for Pulaski. Only Pulaski
    can help us.

    BASHIR
    (still working)
    She is aboard, I know that much.
    I’m sure she’ll be here in just a
    moment. In the meantime, if you’ll
    allow me, I’m going to start the
    preparations without her. I am an
    expert in xenobiology myself.

    EMRA
    (pause to consider)
    You may continue. But we need Pulaski.

    BASHIR
    I understand.​


    Bashir moves around to crouch down in front of Zormonk’s face, hoping to make a connection with the boy. As Bashir speaks, low and gentle, the boy’s eyes have trouble focusing on him. Shudders still jerk his body on occasion, and his green-glowing flesh throbs dully.


    BASHIR
    Hello, young man. My name is
    Julian. Can you tell me yours?​


    The boy looks back over towards Emra, confused and scared by this alien being so close to him. Emra, the ambassador more accustomed to dealing with humans, answers for him.


    EMRA
    He is Zormonk.

    BASHIR
    My friends and I are going to do
    everything we can to help you,
    Zormonk. I promise.​


    Zormonk is still in too much pain and confusion to respond. Bashir reaches out a hand to comfort him, touching the quivering bare flesh... and there is a BUZZ sound. Bashir quickly yanks his hand away, and shakes it out, confused.


    BASHIR
    That felt like an electric shock.
    Is that usually a symptom of
    his condition?

    EMRA
    No, it is natural, but controlled
    under typical circumstances.

    BASHIR
    (thinking to self)
    Probably associated with the
    bio-luminescence.
    (to Emra)
    What is his condition exactly?

    EMRA
    It is the cal-tai.

    BASHIR
    I’m sorry, I’m not familiar with that.

    EMRA
    It is rare. A growth on the spine,
    where the bones sit.​


    Bashir nods, processing but out of his depth a little here.


    PHARMACY AREA


    Etana and Richter are in this area, gathering supplies. But Etana pauses, gazing through into the surgery area at the glowing figure of Emra as he guards Zormonk.


    ETANA
    What a gorgeous people.

    RICHTER
    I don’t have to be jealous, do I?

    ETANA
    (derisive look)
    I’m just saying, why would the
    Federation be enemies with these
    people? They’re so beautiful.​


    Doctor Aylam passes by, interrupting them.


    AYLAM
    Stop stargazing. We’re here to
    save a child’s life, not gawk.​


    Under Aylam’s withering glare, Etana and Richter do as she says and move on. Aylam herself pauses a moment to gaze from afar at the crippled child on the bio-bed...


    AYLAM
    Where the hell is Pulaski?​


    CUT TO:


    22 INT. DS9 - COMMANDER’S OFFICE


    Ro and Pulaski are both on their feet, pacing as they talk it out. The atmosphere is respectful but tense.


    RO
    Doctor, I’m afraid you’re gonna
    have to explain this to me. You’re
    refusing to save a child’s life?
    What happened to ‘do no harm’?

    PULASKI
    Don’t you dare condescend to me,
    young lady. I was a prisoner of
    the Tzenkethi for four years. Do
    you know why they kept me alive
    that long? Because I operated on
    fourteen cases of cal-tai for them.
    That’s all. If I hadn’t saved those
    lives, under duress, they would have
    killed me without a second thought.

    RO
    (deep breath)
    This was during the border wars?

    PULASKI
    That’s right.

    RO
    And that’s why they asked for you
    specifically.

    PULASKI
    Right again.

    RO
    There’s nobody else who can do it?

    PULASKI
    Nobody else knows about Tzenkethi
    anatomy. Even after I was finally
    released, I never wrote up my
    notes. Had no plans to relive the
    experience, thank you very much.

    RO
    I can certainly understand that.

    PULASKI
    Don’t patronise me either.

    RO
    I’m not. Look, Doctor, I’m a
    Bajoran who grew up during the
    Cardassian Occupation. You think
    I don’t know about grudges?

    PULASKI
    Fine. You’re a Bajoran. Would you
    save a Cardassian’s life?

    RO
    I just did - less than a month ago.
    But I admit it took me a long time
    to get to that point.

    PULASKI
    Well, good for you. I’m still not
    going to do it.

    RO
    Doctor -

    PULASKI
    That’s final. We’re the same rank,
    Commander. And a command officer
    can’t order a medical officer to
    violate her ethics. Try and force
    me, I promise you, I’ll resign.​


    Without leave, Pulaski turns and walks out of the office into Ops, and across to the turbolifts. Ro sags against her desk in frustration. After a moment, she gets a new idea and stands, turning the computer on her desk to face her.


    RO
    Computer, call up a list of all
    Starfleet captains with experience
    of dealing with the Tzenkethi.​


    The computer BEEPS and brings up the list. Ro scrolls through... until she is brought up short by something.


    RO
    Huh. That’s convenient.​


    She slaps the control to open the door, and shouts out onto Ops, where TENMEI can be seen hanging out at the Ops table.


    RO
    (beckons)
    Prynn!​


    Tenmei jogs up and into the office. Once the doors close...


    RO
    I’ve got a job for you. I need you
    to pick someone up from Bajor,
    and it’s urgent enough that I’m
    authorising warp speed within the
    star system. Can you handle that?

    TENMEI
    Obviously.

    RO
    Good answer.​


    23 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE


    A runabout lifts off from its platform, manoeuvres out of the station’s immediate location and past the circling Defiant and Blackthorne... and jumps straight to warp.


    24 INT. DS9 - MAIN OPS CENTRE


    Cenn remains in place at the central Ops table. His console BEEPS - he checks it, then taps the console.


    CENN
    Commander, the Nile’s back.

    RO (comm)
    Thanks, Major. Get the captain up
    here as soon as they dock.​


    25 INT. DS9 - COMMANDER’S OFFICE


    SISKO, in civilian dress, reaches to shake Ro’s hand before she leads him over to the lounge area, where they sit.


    RO
    Thanks for coming on such short
    notice, sir.

    SISKO
    I’m happy to help, Commander. I
    had a quick glance at the orders
    on the way up...

    RO
    It’s a mess, Captain. The patient,
    Zormonk - he’s the son of Zaarok
    Tzel Gar-A himself.

    SISKO
    (that’s big)
    One of the Tzelnira, second only
    to the Autarch. He would never
    authorise asking the Federation
    for help, not even for this.

    RO
    Which is why Zaarok went such a
    complicated route to arrange this
    behind his own government’s back.
    I don’t think I have to tell you
    how politically sensitive this is.
    If we save this child, it could go
    a long way towards improving our
    relations with the Tzenkethi.

    SISKO
    And if we don’t, it could make
    them worse.

    RO
    And now I’ve got the only doctor
    in the entire Federation who can
    do this refusing to help. And I
    honestly can’t fault her reasons.
    The only reason Zaarok even
    knows about Pulaski is because
    he used to be in charge of the
    prison where she was held.

    SISKO
    I understand.

    RO
    I’ve been given responsibility for
    making sure it all goes smoothly.
    But I know nothing about Tzenkethi
    at all. Your record says you met
    them on the Okinawa?

    SISKO
    ‘Met’ is a bit of a euphemism.
    But I’ll share what I know.

    RO
    Would you be willing to talk to
    the ambassador? He and the
    child are with Bashir right now.​


    Sisko looks like he would like to say no...


    26 INT. DS9 - WARDROOM


    Emra enters the wardroom, where Ro and Sisko already wait. Before the door closes, we can see Evik stay outside in the corridor after having escorted the ambassador here.


    EMRA
    Commander Ro? Is there a problem?

    RO
    (avoiding the
    question)
    Ambassador, this is Captain Sisko.
    I asked him to come here to advise
    on our current situation.​


    Well trained in dealing with humans, Emra steps forward and holds out his hand for Sisko to shake. Sisko takes it, feels the same electric BUZZ as before...


    FLASH


    27 INT. TZENKETHI HARRIER


    A younger SISKO, in an early TNG-era Starfleet uniform, a full head of hair, no beard. Prone on the deck, surrounded by the dead bodies of other Starfleet officers dressed similarly. He looks up at a figure looming over him...

    It is a TZENKETHI soldier, with glowing RED flesh and an ominous black uniform. Sneering his hatred, the Tzenkethi reaches down with one long red finger, and presses the tip directly into Sisko’s forehead, where it BUZZes on contact.

    As the Tzenkethi keeps pressing, the BUZZ gets louder, becoming a SIZZLE. Sisko grits his teeth. The SIZZLE becomes a BURN, smoke drifting up from the point of contact. The Tzenkethi grin-sneers at his prisoner...

    ...and Sisko SCREAMS.


    FLASH


    28 BACK TO SCENE


    Holding the Tzenkethi ambassador’s buzzing hand, current Sisko tries his best not to scream all over again...


    BLACK OUT


    END OF ACT TWO
     
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    ACT THREE


    FADE IN


    29 INT. DS9 - HABITAT RING CORRIDOR


    The door from the ward room opens and Emra stalks out, a mix of angry and scared buried under professional control. He pauses at the sight of Evik waiting for him, then turns and stalks down the corridor. Evik follows.

    As they walk off, we pass through the open doors into...


    30 INT. DS9 - WARDROOM (CONTINUOUS)


    ...where we find Ro and Sisko sat at the table, Sisko’s head in his hands. The door closes behind us.


    RO
    Well, that didn’t go especially
    well, did it?

    SISKO
    I’m sorry.

    RO
    I thought I was bad at diplomacy.
    What the hell happened?

    SISKO
    I was on the Okinawa. We were on
    patrol near Tzenkethi space with
    the Assurance. We got into it with
    them over Entelior Four. They
    rammed the Assurance so hard, it
    got caught in the planet’s gravity
    well and crashed to the surface.

    RO
    Prophets...

    SISKO
    So I was leading a rescue mission
    using the Okinawa’s shuttles, when
    the Tzenkethi invaded the wreck
    and took the entire crew prisoner.​


    FLASH


    The Tzenkethi soldier pressing his finger into Sisko’s forehead, Sisko SCREAMING as he lies among the corpses...


    FLASH


    SISKO
    The Okinawa only managed to rescue
    eleven of us. Eleven - from a crew of
    almost seven-hundred. They tortured
    the rest to death.

    RO
    Okay, I sympathise. But you know
    how important this is, Captain.
    Maybe if we could get Emra to
    apologise to Pulaski -

    SISKO
    That won’t happen. They don’t
    believe they have anything to
    apologise for.

    RO
    But if this Zaarok guy is working
    against his own government -

    SISKO
    Only to save his own child. Not
    because he likes the Federation.

    RO
    But there has to be some way
    to salvage this.

    SISKO
    I hope so. But I don’t know what
    it is.​


    31 INT. DS9 - PROMENADE


    Evik escorts Emra along the deserted Promenade. As they walk, they pass other armed Starfleet security at strategic points. Emra is still smarting from the meeting with Sisko.


    EMRA
    Lieutenant Commander, may I ask
    you a question?

    EVIK
    I have no authority to speak for the
    Federation, Mister Ambassador.

    EMRA
    Nevertheless, help me understand.
    Why does the Federation attack us?

    EVIK
    I don’t believe we do, sir. It is not
    the Federation’s way to attack
    anyone first. We would go to any
    lengths to avoid armed conflict
    - a philosophy I fully agree with.

    EMRA
    I do not speak of armed conflict.
    You attack us with words. Ideas.
    Ways of doing things.

    EVIK
    We express a desire for peaceful
    coexistence. Friendship. Forgive
    me, sir, but it seems to us that
    your people respond to such simple
    overtures as a declaration of war.
    To return your own question - why?

    EMRA
    Because you terrify us.​


    The ambassador turns and enters the Infirmary. Confused at his declaration, Evik pauses a moment before following.

    PAN up and across to the top level of the Promenade, where PULASKI sits alone at a table, a glass of something strong stolen from Quark’s bar in front of her.

    She has watched Evik and Emra enter the infirmary. Staring down at the closing door, she takes a healthy swig of the drink and SLAMS the empty glass back on the table.


    32 INT. DS9 - INFIRMARY


    Emra returns to young Zormonk’s side, with a glare across the bio-bed at Bashir. The human doctor is embarrassed at the situation, trying to maintain a professional face.


    EMRA
    Pulaski refuses to help us.

    BASHIR
    So I’ve been told. I’m sorry.

    EMRA
    Find her, Doctor. Change her mind.
    Please.​


    Bashir looks down at young Zormonk, eyes unfocused, limbs drooping, occasional tremors wracking his little body.


    BASHIR
    I will. Doctor Aylam...
    (she approaches)
    Keep our patient comfortable.
    I’ll be back as soon as possible.

    AYLAM
    Understood, Doctor.​


    Bashir walks out of the Infirmary, onto...


    33 INT. DS9 - PROMENADE (CONTINUOUS)


    Bashir steps out onto the deserted Promenade, takes a deep breath. After a moment, he taps his combadge...


    BASHIR
    Bashir to Doctor Pulaski.​


    Simultaneous with him saying it, we hear the COMM SIGNAL coming from Pulaski’s own combadge, saying the same words.

    Bashir looks UP, and sees Pulaski looking back down at him from the upper level. She’s been caught.

    Bashir takes the spiral staircase to the upper level...


    UPPER LEVEL


    ...and approaches Pulaski, hopeful but wary. She stands to meet him, stony faced.


    BASHIR
    Doctor Pulaski. I’m Julian Bashir.
    I’ve been looking forward to
    meeting you.

    PULASKI
    Really. God knows why.

    BASHIR
    You’re something of a legend at
    Starfleet Medical. Your research
    catalogue alone is unparalleled.
    When I heard I would be assisting
    you on this project, I felt like a
    first year student all over again.

    PULASKI
    Your reputation precedes you as
    well, Doctor. Like the fact that
    you’re an award-winning genius in
    alien anatomy and physiology, not
    to mention first in your class in
    paediatric medicine.

    BASHIR
    None of which is any substitute
    for experience. Doctor Pulaski, I
    don’t know you, and I don’t know
    what may or may not be going on
    here. But what I do know is that
    there’s a little boy in there who
    needs help. And you’re the only
    one who can give it to him.​


    Pulaski’s face remains stony. Bashir’s combadge chimes.


    RO (comm)
    Ro to Bashir. Could you report to
    my office, please?

    BASHIR
    (doesn’t take eyes
    off Pulaski)
    Certainly, Commander. Shall I
    bring Doctor Pulaski?

    RO (comm)
    She’s with you?

    BASHIR
    In fact she is.

    RO (comm)
    Then yes, absolutely.

    BASHIR
    We’ll be there in a moment.​


    The signal drops. Bashir gestures pointedly for Pulaski...


    BASHIR
    Shall we, Doctor?​


    Off her continued stony expression...


    34 INT. DS9 - COMMANDER’S OFFICE


    ...to the same expression still on her face as she sits in the lounge area of Ro’s office. Bashir sits next to her, with Ro and Sisko opposite. Ro is trying to make it as unthreatening as possible.


    RO
    I don’t know much about medicine,
    Doctor. But I took an oath too. All
    four of us did - to protect the
    Federation and do what’s best
    for its people.

    PULASKI
    And just how does me operating
    on a Tzenkethi fulfil that oath,
    Commander?

    BASHIR
    (stern)
    His name is Zormonk, Doctor. He’s
    three years old.

    SISKO
    The Tzenkethi have been at odds
    with us for decades, and they still
    view us as some kind of evil empire
    that has to be stamped out.

    RO
    Not a day goes by that we don’t
    hear some kind of anti-Federation
    propaganda from them. You’re not
    authorised to hear this, but I’m
    going to say it anyway. Starfleet
    Intelligence told me an hour ago
    that the Tzenkethi are currently
    claiming that the Federation has
    kidnapped a child so that we can
    experiment on him. That President
    Bacco’s upcoming summit with
    Martok and Tal’Aura is to plan the
    invasion of the Coalition using
    information from his torture.

    PULASKI
    I’m well aware what the Tzenkethi
    are capable of. I dare say better
    than anyone in this room.

    SISKO
    Believe me, Doctor, I know what
    you went through was horrible -

    PULASKI
    Horrible?! It would have had to
    improve by several thousand orders
    of magnitude to get to horrible!
    It wasn’t just that they held me
    prisoner. It wasn’t just that they
    forced me to treat their sick and
    injured. They only let me treat
    certain people - people who were
    worth it. I had to let two women,
    one man and three children die
    because they weren’t of the right
    echelon, while I wasted my time
    operating on a cousin of one of
    the Tzelnira who had no hope of
    recovery no matter what I did,
    which I told them over and over
    but they forced me to do it
    anyhow, and he still died. So do
    not presume to tell me anything
    about what I went through.

    BASHIR
    This is one child that you have
    an opportunity to save.

    PULASKI
    Don’t talk to me about children!
    The Tzenkethi took my children!​


    An awkward pause.


    BASHIR
    I’m sorry, I didn’t know. There’s
    no mention of it in your record.
    Did they die in the border wars?

    PULASKI
    They’re not dead. But I might as
    well be to them. I’ve had three
    husbands. I tell everybody I’m
    still friends with all of them. That’s
    a lie. After the armistice, they
    told Starfleet I had died so they
    didn’t have to give me back. My
    husband remarried. My children
    grieved for me. And then when
    I was finally rescued and went
    home, it destroyed my husband’s
    new marriage, and my children
    blamed me for lying to them.

    RO
    Zaarok’s in that same prison now.

    PULASKI
    ...what?

    RO
    That was also in the Intelligence
    report. They’re telling everyone
    it’s our fault, but really, they put
    Zaarok in the same prison you
    were in - the prison he used to
    run - for sending his son to the
    enemy. This is a member of the
    most privileged class in Tzenkethi
    society, and he’s cooperating with
    his people’s greatest enemy and
    allowing himself to be imprisoned
    because he wants his son to live.

    SISKO
    I’m still a captain. I could very
    easily order you to do this, but
    that would defeat the whole point.
    If you performed this operation
    under duress, it’d be no better
    than what the Tzenkethi did. I
    won’t do that to you. Instead,
    I’m asking you - begging you -
    to look at what Zaarok did. He
    put aside his prejudices, went
    against every principle his
    people live by, to save a boy
    who never hurt anyone.

    BASHIR
    We have a great opportunity here,
    Doctor, to show that our people
    can work together. But it will only
    happen if you come back to the
    Infirmary with me and save
    Zormonk’s life. If you don’t, then
    we’ve got a dead child, someone
    else unjustly put in prison, and
    an enemy even more implacable
    than before thanks to the corpse
    of the child of one of their leaders
    who died in Federation custody.

    RO
    Understand something else, Doctor.
    If you still refuse, that’ll be the end
    of it. No reprimands, no censure,
    nothing. I’ve spoken to the head of
    Starfleet Medical, and he agrees
    that you have every reason to
    hate the Tzenkethi. You can go
    right back to your career with
    no repercussions. That’s in
    writing. I can show you.​


    Pulaski has listened to all of this. She thinks it over. The others wait, no sign of which way this will go. Finally Pulaski speaks, low and quiet.


    PULASKI
    Alright.

    SISKO
    I’m sorry?

    PULASKI
    I’ll do it. God help me, but I’ll
    do it.​


    Off their relief, but her haunted expression...


    BLACK OUT


    END OF ACT THREE
     
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    ACT FOUR


    FADE IN


    35 INT. DS9 - INFIRMARY


    The door opens and a group of Starfleet officers strides into the Infirmary. Pulaski is at their head, bullish and determined now that her mind is made up. Behind her are Bashir and Ro, then Sisko, with Evik bringing up the rear.

    Ambassador Emra turns at their entrance, instinctively alarmed. But he nevertheless stands to face Pulaski, as scared by her as she is by him. She looks at him, unmoved by his ethereal beauty, instead keeping it all business.


    PULASKI
    Ambassador Emra Vik Tov-B, I’m
    Katherine Pulaski.

    EMRA
    Doctor. I want you to know that
    I was not aware of the details of
    your history with my people when
    I was tasked with this assignment
    by the Tzel. I understand -

    PULASKI
    Let’s make one thing very clear,
    Ambassador. I’m not doing this
    for you. I’m not doing this for the
    Federation, or for galactic peace,
    or for any of that nonsense. I’m
    doing it because there’s a child in
    pain, and he has a father who loves
    him. Do you understand that?

    EMRA
    Perfectly, Doctor.

    PULASKI
    Alright, then. I want this room
    cleared of non-medical personnel
    and sterilised. And somebody
    get me some surgical reds.​


    Pulaski steps past Emra into the surgical suite, ignoring him now. Bashir follows her. Ro gestures for Emra to follow her out of the Infirmary, which he does. Sisko goes with them, as does Evik, leaving only medical personnel behind.


    36 INT. DS9 - PROMENADE


    Ro leads the party over to the deserted Replimat. (Evik has remained behind standing guard outside the Infirmary door.) She works the panels on one of the replicators, then turns back to Sisko and Emra.


    RO
    Ambassador, Captain, if you’d like
    to wait here, I’ve made sure you
    can sample any food or drink you’d
    like from the replicator. Or we can
    provide you with guest quarters
    if you’d prefer...

    EMRA
    Thank you, Commander, but I’d
    rather remain close to my charge.

    RO
    Understood. If you’ll excuse me,
    I should check in with Ops.

    SISKO
    Thanks, Commander. We’ll be fine.​


    Ro moves off, nodding to Evik to keep an eye on them as she goes. Sisko gestures for Emra to sit.


    SISKO
    Ambassador, I apologise for the
    way Doctor Pulaski spoke to you.

    EMRA
    It is refreshing to hear someone
    speak their mind so unambiguously.
    It does not happen on ab-Tzenketh.
    Those in my profession go to such
    lengths to soften their words that
    they often have no impact at all.

    SISKO
    Then I hope this will help us
    both. I don’t trust your people,
    Ambassador. I’m not proud of
    that, but there it is. But I do trust
    a father who loves his child.

    EMRA
    On both points, we agree, Captain.​


    That established, they sit in companionable silence.


    37 INT. DS9 - INFIRMARY


    Bashir, now wearing SURGICAL REDS, crouches in front of Zormonk. He speaks quiet and gentle to the child, who is still only half able to focus.


    BASHIR
    Zormonk, I don’t know if you can
    hear me or understand, but we’re
    ready to begin. We’re going to
    give you something to help you
    sleep while we work, and then
    we’re going to do everything
    we can to help you, I promise.​


    No response from the boy, so Bashir nods sadly and stands.

    Pulaski brings a surgical arch for the bio-bed, locks it into place over the boy, and presses a control to release a small amount of GAS under the arch. Zormonk settles into unconsciousness. They continue to set up and prepare. She and all the support staff are likewise in surgical reds.


    PULASKI
    I wish we were doing this in a
    proper Starfleet sickbay.

    BASHIR
    They didn’t want to get any deeper
    into Federation space than they
    had to. And this is the nearest
    outpost to the Tzenkethi border.
    Besides, I’ve had over ten years
    to whip this place into shape.

    PULASKI
    Well, either way it’s better than
    a Tzenkethi prison cell. Alright,
    pay attention. Cal-tai is so rare
    because it affects the bones, and
    Tzenkethi don’t have very many
    of those.

    BASHIR
    My scans showed me that the limbs
    are more like fluid-filled sacks,
    that contract and inflate at will.

    PULASKI
    Almost their entire skeleton is like
    that. It makes them unusually
    flexible for a humanoid species,
    but it also leaves them vulnerable
    to certain conditions. You’d think
    they’d have engineered it out of
    their genome by now.

    BASHIR
    They do that?

    PULASKI
    You really don’t know anything
    about them, do you? Consider
    yourself lucky. Right, come on,
    let’s get on with it. This little guy
    doesn’t have time to waste.​


    Bashir and Pulaski set to work, with Etana, Richter and Aylam there to assist as needed. And we go into...


    38 MONTAGE SEQUENCE


    --INFIRMARY. Bashir gently rearranges little Zormonk’s limbs so that he is lying on his front, bare back revealed. Pulaski works the surgical arch to fire a laser-scalpel, slicing through dull green skin along his spine.

    -- OUTSIDE THE STATION. The Defiant and the Blackthorne continue their patrol, alert for hostile vessels.

    -- INFIRMARY. Pulaski beckons Bashir to her side, and shows him something on the display on the side of the surgical arch. She is trying to explain something to him MOS, but she does not look happy about how this is going.

    -- OPS. Ro and Cenn are both at the central Ops table. They look over towards Nog, who is at the science console with Candlewood. The two younger men LAUGH at some joke or other. Ro and Cenn turn back, sharing a look of worry. Only they know what is going on, and how important it is.

    -- INFIRMARY. While Bashir and Pulaski continue to work in the background, Nurse Etana crouches down at the top of the bio-bed, laying a caring hand upon Zormonk’s sleeping head, face full of sympathy and worry.

    -- REPLIMAT. Sisko and Emra sit and wait in silence, no idea how things are going on the other side of the door. Across the Promenade, Evik stands guard outside the door, watching the two men from a distance.


    39 INT. DS9 - INFIRMARY


    Pulaski looks in dismay at a display of the child’s anatomy. Bashir comes to stand with her, while in the background, the nurses keep an eye on the patient.


    PULASKI
    Dammit! I’ve never seen a case
    this advanced before. It’s just
    horrible. I’m amazed he’s still
    alive at all.

    BASHIR
    What if we try to reposition the
    cluster? Sever the nerves here and
    here, reconnect them over here,
    leaving us free to operate on the
    growth without affecting them?

    PULASKI
    I’m not sure he’s got time for
    that. But it’s worth a shot.​


    They turn back towards the bio-bed and get to work.


    40 INT. DS9 - MAIN OPS CENTRE


    Ro turns to Cenn at the central table, sees her first officer’s haunted expression, places a comforting hand.


    RO
    (sotto)
    How are you doing?

    CENN
    I know the comparison’s not exact,
    but... can’t help thinking about
    a father losing his child.

    RO
    Yeah. And even if it works... the
    child’s lost his father anyway.​


    So they both have their emotional associations...


    41 INT. DS9 - INFIRMARY


    Etana watches from afar as Pulaski, Bashir and Aylam continue to operate. Richter sees her girlfriend’s weepy, red eyes... and she GRIPS her hand tight in comfort.

    Back at the bio-bed, the three surgeons work as a team, manipulating controls all around the surgical arch...


    AYLAM
    It’s not working...

    PULASKI
    (doesn’t look up)
    Never say that in my sickbay
    again. In fact - get out. If that’s
    your attitude, you’re no use to
    me anyway.

    BASHIR
    Doctor...

    PULASKI
    (to Bashir)
    You - take over the neuro-electric
    stabiliser. Move!​


    Bashir offers a sympathetic look to Aylam as the Bajoran medic moves out of the way, but he does as Pulaski tells him and takes over what Aylam was working on. Aylam goes to stand with Etana and Richter, all of them watching from afar.


    BASHIR
    Doctor Pulaski...

    PULASKI
    Don’t make me throw you out too.

    BASHIR
    Doctor... I’m sorry.

    PULASKI
    Don’t be sorry, do something!

    BASHIR
    There’s nothing left to do. You
    did it all. Please, Katherine...​


    Pulaski finally looks up from her work at Bashir, who is looking at her resigned and sympathetic. Pulaski seethes...


    42 INT. DS9 - PROMENADE


    Evik reacts as the Infirmary door opens. Bashir stands in the doorway, his surgical red cap in his hand.

    Seeing him, Sisko and Emra both stand. By the look on Bashir’s face, it is obvious how the surgery went.

    Off the horrified defeat on all four men’s faces...


    BLACK OUT


    END OF ACT FOUR
     
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    ACT FIVE


    FADE IN


    43 EST. PALAIS DE LA CONCORDE - DAY


    Back on Earth...


    44 INT. FEDERATION PRESIDENT’S OFFICE - DAY


    The doors open again, and PIÑIERO enters - but this time as if she has a lead weight in her stomach.

    BACCO looks up from her desk - she is in the midst of one of the regular briefings with Z4 BLUE, Admiral ROSS, and ASHANTÉ PHIRI, as per 12x02 “Read All About It”.


    BACCO
    Esperanza. About time you got
    here, we -

    PIÑIERO
    Madam President, we just got a
    message from Deep Space Nine.
    Zormonk... is dead.

    BACCO
    ...what?

    PIÑIERO
    According to Doctor Pulaski’s
    report, the cal-tai was just too
    advanced. If she’d been able to
    get to him even a month sooner...

    BACCO
    Damn.

    PIÑIERO
    There’s more, ma’am. According
    to Commander Ro’s report, Doctor
    Pulaski went to extraordinary
    lengths to save him, long past the
    point where other doctors would
    have given up. Ro put the doctor
    in for a commendation.

    BACCO
    Good. I’ll add my name -

    PIÑIERO
    She turned the commendation down.​


    Bacco hangs her head. Everything just got so much worse. Everyone in the room is silent. After a moment, Bacco raises her head again, looks at Ross.


    BACCO
    Admiral, is the Atlas back?

    ROSS
    Yes, ma’am. Mister Glamok was
    transferred to a Tellarite medical
    ship this morning.

    BACCO
    Turn ‘em around. Send the Atlas
    back to the Tzenkethi border...
    just in case.

    ROSS
    Yes, Madam President.

    BACCO
    Zee-Four... get in touch with Emra.
    See if there’s anything we can do
    to help.

    Z4 BLUE
    I’ll try, Madam President. But from
    what little I know of the Tzenkethi...
    I doubt I’ll ever hear from Emra again.​


    Bacco sighs, powerless at the horrible situation...


    45 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE


    While the Defiant remains on patrol, the Blackthorne slowly moves back towards the upper pylon.

    We move to focus on the nondescript freighter instead...


    46 INT. DS9 - CARGO BAY


    Where the Tzenkethi freighter is docked. Emra stands at the bottom of the ramp, gazing blankly at a small dead body wrapped like a mummy and lying prone on an anti-grav. It might as well be his own career and life he is looking at.

    Sisko, Bashir and Evik are also there, seeing him off.


    BASHIR
    Again, I’m so sorry, Ambassador.

    EMRA
    No more to be done, Doctor. We
    all did our best in a bad situation.
    Now we face the consequences.

    SISKO
    If I may ask...

    EMRA
    Reclassification, barest minimum.
    Reconditioning and reassignment...
    if I am lucky. Much more likely...​


    He doesn’t need to finish that. Instead he straightens, reaches out to shake Sisko’s hand again. Sisko looks down at the hand, hesitates...

    ...then shakes the hand, refusing to react to the slight electric BUZZ at the contact.

    Then Emra picks up Zormonk’s corpse from the gurney. The body hangs limply, the fluid-filled legs drooping dead over Emra’s arms. He carries the child up the ramp back into the ship, head held high, knowing he is going to his own death.

    Sisko watches him go...


    47 INT. DS9 - UPPER PYLON DOCK


    Pulaski, blank and empty, stands waiting for the docking seal with the Blackthorne to complete. Ro is with her.


    RO
    I’m really sorry how this all
    turned out, Doctor.

    PULASKI
    Serves me right, I guess. If I
    hadn’t held out like an idiot, I
    might have got to him in time...

    RO
    You had your reasons. Like I said,
    no judgement. We all understand.

    PULASKI
    You really need to stop that
    patronising thing, Commander. And
    your handing out commendations
    like candy. You should save them
    for people who deserve them.

    RO
    Why did you change your mind? I
    mean, I don’t think any of us said
    anything you didn’t already know,
    and it hadn’t convinced you yet.
    So... why?

    PULASKI
    Zaarok was going to stay in that
    prison whether I operated on his
    son or not. There was nothing to
    be gained by not doing it. And if I
    let a child die without even trying...
    how could I ever call myself a
    doctor again? Or a mother.

    RO
    So where’s next for you?

    PULASKI
    Wherever my orders send me, I
    guess. Best to keep moving. Might
    try and talk to Jackie. Hasn’t
    spoken to me in fifteen years,
    no reason she’d start now. But
    it’d be nice to hear her voice.​


    The airlock rolls open. Pulaski hefts her shoulder bag.


    RO
    If you need to talk...

    PULASKI
    People usually regret telling me
    that. See you around, Commander.
    Say hello to Jean-Luc for me if
    you see him - he’ll enjoy that.​


    Ro chuckles as Pulaski walks into the airlock, which rolls closed behind her. Ro turns to walk away.


    48 INT. DS9 - DOCKING RING CORRIDOR


    Ro is strolling down the corridor as the door from the cargo bay opens and Sisko walks out. They acknowledge each other and continue to walk down the corridor.


    RO
    Thanks again for helping out,
    Captain.

    SISKO
    For all the good it did us.

    RO
    I’ll get Prynn to drive you back
    to Bajor.

    SISKO
    Thanks, Commander. That’s all I
    want to do right now - go home,
    and give Rebecca a big, long hug.

    RO
    I might see if she can pick Quark
    up while she’s there.​


    Sisko shares a look with Ro and nods, understanding what she means.

    They enter a TURBOLIFT together, both facing forward. The doors close.


    49 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE


    The Blackthorne disconnects from the upper pylon and begins to move away. The Tzenkethi freighter does likewise from the docking ring.

    Both avoiding the patrolling Defiant, they move out of the station’s immediate area in opposite directions, and set course for home...


    FADE OUT


    END OF SHOW