Discussion in 'Star Trek: Deep Space Nine' started by Santa Garrus, Apr 17, 2014.
Bashir: I'm not working for you. I'm not a Dominion spy.
WEYOUN: You actually believe that, don't you? That's why you're such a good operative.
Bashir: You're lying.
WEYOUN: Oh, here we go again. These little conversations of ours always follow the same pattern. You start out confused, then you get angry, then you deny everything until finally the walls inside your mind start to break down and you accept the truth.
Bashir: What truth? That you broke me when I was in the prison camp?
WEYOUN: We're not barbarians. There was no torture involved. We simply helped you to see that there's no way Starfleet can defeat the Dominion. And because you didn't want billions of Federation citizens to lose their lives needlessly, you agreed to provide us with information that would help us end this war quickly. You rose above the petty question of whose side you were on and made a moral decision. It's not surprising, really. After all, you are a doctor.
BASHIR: You're saying that I'm a traitor.
WEYOUN: Traitor, hero, those are just words. Oh, your friends on Deep Space 9 may vilify you, but history will judge you to be a great man; a visionary who helped bring an end to one of the most devastating wars the galaxy has ever seen.
BASHIR: But I don't remember, I don't remember any of it.
WEYOUN: Of course not. You suppressed the memories; compartmentalized them. It's a remarkable ability, but it does make these initial conversations a bit wearing. Have something to eat. You always reintegrate better on a full stomach.
Do you remember the first time I offered you scones back at the camp?
WEYOUN: Concentrate. Sensory details are the key. I had you brought from solitary. You were very hungry, but you refused to give me the satisfaction of seeing you eat. Do you remember?
Bashir: I don't remember because it never happened.
WEYOUN: Try again. You're almost there. With a little more effort, you can break through.
Bashir: I am NOT a Dominion spy!
WEYOUN: I can see this is going to be one of our more difficult sessions.
Bashir: I'm innocent! I don't care what you or Sloan think. Wait a minute, why would you both be trying to convince me of the same lie? Unless... you were working together.
Weyoun: Please, Doctor. Listen to yourself.
Bashir: Sloan's the traitor.
Cardassian [OC]: Combat stations. Enemy ship approaching.
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