"In Purgatory's Shadow/By Infernos Light" Line-by-Line

[BlueStuff]

SISKO: I'll be damned. Permission granted.

 

[Orac]

Kira [OC]: Defiant to Ops.

 

[LeadHead]

O'Brien: Go ahead, Major.

 

[BlueStuff]

KIRA [OC]: Sensors have just detected Dominion and Cardassian ships entering Bajoran space. ETA ten minutes.

 

[Leandar]

(Barracks)


Jem'Hadar: I'll ask you for the last time. What is this?

 

[BlueStuff]

BASHIR: It's either a self-sealing stem bolt or a reverse ratcheting router, I'm just not sure.
(The male Romulan is vapourised.)

 

[Orac]

Jem'Hadar: She is next.

 

[BlueStuff]

GUARD: Sir. If you'll allow me?
(He's moved Tain's bunk away from the panel.)

 

[Orac]

[Crawlspace]
(Garak hears the panel being opened and turns off the light.)

[Internment centre]
(Worf continues to be pummelled to the ground.)
Martok: Worf, honour has been satisfied. Stay down.
(But Worf gets up)

 

[BlueStuff]

(But Worf gets up)
DEYOS: Finish this.
(Worf gets knocked down again)

 

[Orac]

[Barracks]

(The soldier peers into the crawlspace.)

Jem'Hadar: What do you see?

 

[BlueStuff]

GUARD: I see nothing. It's dark.
(The Breen takes the officer's gun and vapourises him with it. The guard gets up and kills the Breen as he also gets shot. Meanwhile the third Jem'Hadar is struggling with the female Romulan. Bashir stabs him in the neck with the piece of metal.)

 

[LeadHead]

Bashir helps the female Romulan up.

Female Romulan: My people have a saying; "Never turn your back on a Breen."

 

[Orac]

[Crawlspace]

Garak: Doctor, would you keep the noise down? I'm trying to work in here.

 

[LeadHead]

Bashir: Garak, how many transtator circuits have you got left?

 

[Orac]

[Barracks]

Garak [OC]: Three.

 

[Alienesse]

BASHIR: Well, work fast, because pretty soon we're going to be up to our necks in Jem'Hadar.

 

[Leandar]

(Internment center - Ikat'ika stops Worf as he crawls to a post)

Ikat'ika: Enough, Klingon. You have proven your worth.

 

[Orac]

Martok: Worf, you heard him. Enough.

 

[Alienesse]

WORF: I will not yield.