Computer, set heading 410 mark 32.
COMPUTER: Course laid in.
Maximum warp. Engage.
Time to Parada system.
One hour, 14 minutes.
Open a new file, computer.
O'Brien, Personal Log, Stardate 47581.2.
I've got to try to set the record straight
about the last 52 hours.
I don't know who's going to hear this.
I don't even know if I'll be alive
by the time this log is recovered.
I figure they'll be coming after me.
If I'm right about this whole thing
they won't want me to warn the Paradas.
Coffee, Jamaican blend— double strong, double sweet.
I wish I could tell you who they are
but that's a part of the puzzle I haven't figured out yet.
A part of the puzzle, hell.
None of this whole damn thing makes any sense.
I'm trying to remember
the first time I noticed that things were wrong.
It seems to me it was...
Yeah...
it had to be the first morning
after I got back to the station.
What are you two doing up so early?
Um, I had a lot of work to catch up on at school.
Thought I'd get an early start.
At 5:30 in the morning?
Coffee, Jamaican blend— double strong
double sweet.
I have a dozen essays to read.
Did you have sweet dreams, darling?
Go away!
Don't I get my morning kiss?
No!
Well, what did I do to deserve that?
It's just a phase, Miles.
She doesn't mean it.
Huh?
Don't let it bother you.
What time did you get to bed last night?
I don't know— late.
I didn't want to wake you.
I was tired.
I guess that trip really took it out of me.
What did they have you doing?
The Paradas?
They put me through basic training
on all the security measures
they want in place for the peace talks.
Odo would have had a field day.
I wish he could have been there.
I'd better get going.
I'll drop Molly at day care on the way to Ops.
Uh, that's okay.
I'm taking her with me. Molly?
What? To school?
When you've got all that reading to do?
That doesn't make a lot of sense.
There's something I want to show her.
Uh, a Vulcan program
that teaches basic problem-solving skills.
At 5:30 in the morning?
I want to do it while her mind is fresh.
Oh, if you say so.
See you later.
What's this?
Just getting a head start, Chief.
Head start? Everybody seems to be getting
a head start on me today.
Sir?
DeCurtis, I appreciate your bushy-tailed enthusiasm
but I was waiting for Odo
to come back from Bajor to do this.
We have to realign the entire security net
for the peace talks.
The Constable might have
a few things to say about it all.
Commander Sisko didn't feel we should wait for Odo.
Sisko gave you permission
to start this without asking me first?
I don't think so.
You might want to check with him, sir.
I'm only following orders.
I'll check with him, all right.
Mr. O'Brien?
Carry on!
Captioning sponsored by PARAMOUNT PICTURES
Computer, how much longer to Parada system?
53 minutes.
Direct sensors back toward the wormhole.
Scan for other warp signatures on this heading.
One warp signature found.
Display.
Can you identify?
Identification confirmed: Starfleet Runabout Mekong.
Ah, I figured as much.
They'll wait for me to drop out of warp and then...
Well, we'll have to cross that bridge
when we come to it, won't we?
Please restate question.
Oh, disregard, computer.
Continue Personal Log.
Okay...
So, it was all a little curious
but who could have guessed at that time?
O'BRIEN: I mean, the way they were acting
they might have been trying to pull off
one of those surprise parties that I can't stand.
Only my birthday's not until September
and, believe me, as it turned out
I had nothing else to celebrate.
Ah, there he is now.
I've been waiting for you, Chief.
What is it, Julian?
No more excuses this time.
Excuses?
I'd like you in my office in an hour.
For what?
Your physical.
You can't put this off any longer.
Look, this isn't a good day.
It's the perfect day.
Commander Sisko has arranged to have you covered.
What are you doing, going to the Commander
about my checkup?
Because this has been...
I know how you feel about...
Forget it.
I've got things to do.
I'm afraid I'll have to insist.
If I have to order you as your superior officer
I will.
SISKO: Is there a problem?
Mr. O'Brien says
he's unavailable for a physical.
Make yourself available, Chief.
Commander... Dr. Bashir's annual report
on the senior staff is due
at Starfleet next week.
We've all had to go through this.
Fine. Fine. I'll be there in an hour.
Commander, can I talk to you for a minute?
Ensign DeCurtis mentioned to me
that you were a little upset.
Well, not upset, exactly.
No, no, no. You have every right to be.
I'm sorry I assigned him before advising you.
I guess I dropped the ball on that one.
Well, I guess I just felt
a little left out of the loop, you know?
Understood.
I've gone through your reports on the Paradas.
They seem unusually preoccupied with security.
Well, they may be a little paranoid
but I suppose we would be, too
if we'd been engaged in a civil war for 12 years.
Anything else I should know about them?
Any unusual protocols
we should observe when they get here?
No, nothing too out of the ordinary.
It's all pretty much in my report.
Now, tell me something that's not in the report.
Sir?
You know, the kinds of things we don't include in reports
but might help me in these talks.
Well, I'd have to give it some thought.
Well, there was one thing I noticed.
Well, I don't know if it means anything or not
but the Paradas have an odor
from some kind of skin excretions, I'd guess.
It changes with their moods.
When they're upset, it can get pretty strong, actually.
Oh, well, I'll try not to get them upset.
Good idea.
Their leaders have been in regular contact with us.
I've assured them we'll be following
all of their security recommendations to the letter.
I'll see to that.
Well, I certainly want you to check everything
before they get here, but the up-front work
can be done by the engineering crews.
I have bigger problems for you.
Bigger?
All three upper pylons are down again.
Well, that's impossible.
I went over that repair work when I got back.
The pressure locks seemed to be at maximum efficiency.
You'd better check again.
We had to tow in a Bolian freighter
to a lower dock this morning.
Well, it can't be anything that serious.
I rebuilt that entire subsystem myself.
I'll get on it right away.
After your physical.
Yes, sir.
By the way, I noticed you and Keiko
out in front of the school this morning, talking.
Is there anything wrong?
Oh, Jake is having some problems with his grades.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, sir.
Keiko's very fond of the boy.
I'm sure she'll work that much harder to help him.
I'm sure she will.
Are you nearly finished?
I believe you've poked into every orifice in my body
and created a few new ones.
Any dizziness? Oversleeping?
Lack of energy? Euphoria?
Yes! All of them!
Especially euphoria, lots of euphoria!
Seriously.
Look, if you are determined to keep me here
until you find something wrong with me
I'll see if I can't grow you a hangnail!
Eye problems? Hearing? Headaches?
Headache— there you go!
In fact, I'm getting a very bad one right now.
Short temper.
Flies off the handle under the slightest provocation—
perfectly normal behavior.
Ah, I'm glad you're enjoying this.
Sorry. I know how you feel about doctors.
It's not doctors I have a problem with.
BOTH: It's you, Julian.
Well, your sense of humor seems normal enough.
I don't have a sense of humor.
Cough.
( coughs )
How's the sex life?
I don't have a sense of humor.
Cough!
( coughs )
Everything all right in that department?
That department is none of Starfleet's business, or yours.
Mother and father in good health?
Oh, come on, Julian!
You knew my mother died two years ago.
Did I?
You don't remember me telling you
when my father remarried last spring?
Me blathering on about this woman I've never met before?
Of course.
Now I remember.
Are you finished?
Not quite.
I just have
one or two more tests to run.
This is insane.
I haven't had a physical take this long since I was born.
Look, unless I'm dying or something
I think it's about time...
Wait.
That's it, isn't it?
I mean, there is something wrong with me.
That's why everybody seems so strange.
Relax, Chief.
I'm giving you a clean bill of health.
You can get dressed.
JAKE: Hey, Chief!
Hello, Jake.
I need a favor.
Sure, what is it?
I'm working on a subspace transceiver
for my science project
but I can't seem to figure out
how to get the emitter crystal to work.
Subspace transceiver model—
I used to build them when I was your age.
I'll be glad to help.
You don't think it's a conflict of interest
or anything— you being married to the teacher?
Oh, we'll have to clear it with Keiko
but I don't think she'll mind.
Besides, it's a chance to help get
those grades of yours back up, right?
Oh, my grades are great.
I just want to keep them that way.
O'BRIEN: Sisko was telling the truth about one thing:
The upper pylons had failed again.
It didn't make any sense
because the new pressure locks I'd installed
seemed to be working just fine
so it had to be an entirely new problem.
I realized it wasn't going to be a quick matter
to track it down, after all.
And I couldn't help thinking
how this was going to keep me occupied
while the security arrangements for the Paradas were underway.
How's it coming, DeCurtis?
Chief, I thought you had your hands full
with the upper pylons.
I do, but I thought I'd take a break
check in on your progress.
Everything's on schedule here. We made a complete sweep
of all the quarters assigned to the Paradas.
Good. Open it up.
I'd like to look it over myself.
I can't, Chief...
That's an order!
Sir, the security seal was activated
the minute we left.
Only Major Kira has the access codes.
O'Brien to Kira.
KIRA: Go ahead, Chief.
I'd like the access codes to the Parada quarters.
SISKO: Chief, what are you doing down there?
Commander, I spent the last week going over
these arrangements with the Paradas.
I really need to be...
SISKO: I want those upper pylons operational, Chief.
That's your priority.
Understood?
Yes, sir.
JAKE: Chief!
Is this the right inverter
for the subspace transceiver?
Where did you get this?
I haven't seen one of these since I was a kid.
I replicated it.
I found the design
in a really, really old data file
in the library program.
Really, really old?
Oh, I didn't mean that...
Don't worry about it.
Why don't you come by my place tonight after dinner?
We'll see if we can add the rest of the pieces.
Oh, that's great.
Jake, did anything unusual happen here at the station
when I was in the Gamma Quadrant last?
KIRA: Jake, your father's been looking for you.
I think he's back in your quarters.
It may be important.
See you later.
Everything under control, Chief?
Under control, Major.
O'BRIEN: I worked on the pylon controls
the better part of the day.
"A needle in a haystack" wouldn't do this job justice.
When I finally found the crack in the RF power conduit.
I couldn't imagine how it could have occurred
so deep in the system
unless someone had broken it deliberately.
Hard day?
Oh, yeah, you could say that.
You want to lie down before dinner?
No, Jake's coming over in a little while.
I promised to help him with his science project.
Uh, Commander Sisko just called.
Jake can't make it tonight.
He isn't feeling well.
Really?
He seemed okay a few hours ago.
Well, you know how it is with kids.
He probably just ate too much junk
on the Promenade after school.
Where's Molly?
She's over at the Fredricksons
spending the night.
So, there's just the two of us, then.
We'd better eat while the food's still warm.
Well, the replicator can keep it warm
and I can keep you warm.
What's the problem?
No problem.
Um, I'm just not in the mood.
I had a hard day, too.
Okay, we'll eat.
What is it?
Fricandeau stew.
But you don't like fricandeau stew.
You do.
Yeah, but...
I just thought you'd appreciate
one of your favorite meals.
I know how you hate all that terrible food when you're away.
A little endive salad
sweet flan for dessert.
How thoughtful of you.
You're not having any?
I just feel like having salad.
You're not hungry?
I had a late lunch.
How is it?
You know, I think I will lie down.
But you haven't eaten a bite.
Ah, I just don't seem to have an appetite right now.
O'BRIEN: I don't know if there was
anything wrong with the stew or not.
When I went back later to check
she'd already put it into the disposal.
But all I could think of, as I looked at her
was that this was not my Keiko.
Computer...
open O'Brien Personal Log.
Play back the last sentence.
PLAYBACK: but all I could think of as I looked at her
was that this was not my Keiko.
You're right.
She wasn't.
Continue log.
I didn't get much sleep that night.
O'BRIEN: I waited for Keiko—
or whoever she was— to go to bed
and I started my search.
I had no idea what I was looking for—
something odd, something not quite normal
anything to explain what might be going on.
COMPUTER: Scan complete.
No unknown microorganisms detected.
Check for traces of any chemical agents
with bioactive properties.
No chemical agents with bioactive properties detected.
Any unknown chemical agents?
Negative.
Access internal EM sensor grid.
Ready.
Scan for any evidence of subharmonic transmissions.
Scan complete.
No subharmonic transmissions detected.
Any unusual neural wave patterns?
Negative.
Any telepathic activity on board?
Negative.
Computer, display all arriving vessels
from Stardate 47550 through 47571.
None from the Gamma Quadrant?
No ships arrived from the Gamma Quadrant
within time parameters requested.
( sighs )
Coffee, Jamaican blend, double strong, double sweet.
You're drinking too much of this stuff, O'Brien.
Anything to stay alert, O'Brien.
Okay, computer, play back station logs chronologically
starting with stardate 47550.
Identify which officers' logs are to be included.
All officers.
Vocal or transcribed?
Vocal.
SISKO: Station Log, Stardate 47552.9.
Admiral Gupta has arrived to personally assess
the Cardassian movements along the border.
Several Federation colonies in the demilitarized zone
have complained of...
DAX: discovered a new life-form previously unreported.
We have tentatively classified it as a protozoic species...
SISKO: lost in a shuttlepod somewhere in the vicinity
of the third moon of Bajor VII.
We have two runabouts to use...
KIRA: a request by the Chamber of Ministers
that I find absolutely ridiculous.
They have actually requested
that we begin to screen all arriving...
DeCURTIS: were completed at 1700 hours
and seemed to be functioning with no further difficulties.
A level-1 diagnostic...
SISKO: The Admiral seemed satisfied
that the Cardassians would not violate the treaty.
( beep )
COMPUTER: Access denied.
Denied?
Access denied to what?
Station Logs after Stardate 47569.4 are restricted.
The day I got back.
Describe the restrictions.
Access restricted to level-1 security clearance.
I am level-1.
Please enter security verification.
Access denied.
Anything I can help you with, Chief?
No, I'm just making sure these upper pylons
are in working condition by morning.
You're an inspiration to us all.
O'BRIEN: There were several traps laid into the computer subroutine.
No doubt to let someone know
if I'd penetrated their security lockout.
I wasn't fooled for a minute
and released the protected files without any problem.
What I found in those hidden logs
didn't answer all my questions
but it sure as hell confirmed what I'd been afraid of.
They were analyzing and reanalyzing
everything I had put into my report
about Paradan security.
They'd even broken into my personal logs
to see what they could find in there.
I hoped they enjoyed reading the sexy letters to my wife.
There were several entries by Sisko
about secured messages from the Parada system
but no indication what those messages were about.
Maybe they were afraid I'd get into their files
even with a security lockout.
Smart people.
Chief.
Odo, we've got a problem.
I have to talk to you.
Hmm, it's good to see you, too.
Aside from Jake, not one of them was...
I don't know, real.
I'm not sure who we can trust
in the station at this point.
Do any of them know you're suspicious?
Probably. I've asked a few questions
been a few places that might have tipped them off.
They'll be keeping close tabs on me.
I'd call Starfleet, but what do I tell them?
My wife doesn't seem like my wife?
Sisko's been making security arrangements
without consulting me?
They might even call Commander Sisko
and start asking questions about you.
And when are the Paradas due?
38 hours.
Hmm. I don't want them coming
anywhere near this place until we get this cleared up.
Agreed.
Go on about your business.
Don't do anything to get their attention.
In the meantime, I'll do some investigating.
If I can confirm your suspicions
we can go to Starfleet and the Bajoran authorities
at the same time.
I'm glad you're back, Odo.
We'll get to the bottom of this.
O'BRIEN: I felt better than I had for a long time.
I finally had an ally.
Now all I had to do was wait.
I like to think I'm a man with many talents
but waiting isn't one of them.
I had to cover my bets—
prepare myself for whatever might happen next.
I still had a few tricks up my sleeve.
( shouting and laughing )
The odds are against you, O'Brien.
Against me?
What are you talking about?
You know what I'm talking about.
You look tired.
Have you been getting enough sleep?
What are you talking about, Quark?
Racquetball, the rematch with Bashir next week.
We never finished the first one, remember?
My, we are jumpy, aren't we?
Change the subject.
Fine, we'll change the subject.
So, uh...
tell me about the Paradas.
They're going to be here when— tomorrow?
Why do you want to know anything about the Paradas?
It's always good business to know about new customers
before they walk in your door.
Oh, and which Rule of Acquisition is that?
Oh, one of the high numbers, 194, I think.
Well, you'll have to find out about the Paradas
from someone else.
ODO: Odo to O'Brien.
Go ahead.
Can I see you in my office?
On my way.
I see what you mean.
What did you find out?
Sit down.
How much do you know about the Paradan rebels?
Oh, don't ask me to explain the politics of the situation
but I know they've been fighting the government forces
for 12 years. Why?
I'm just trying to understand the players involved here.
Odo, Sisko's logs indicate that secret messages
have been coming from the Parada system.
Could those messages have been
from the rebels?
As a matter of fact, they were.
That's already a breach of the security agreement
we signed with the Paradan government.
And it's a good enough reason
to cancel these peace talks.
That still might be premature.
What are you talking about?
We've got more than enough...
They got to you.
Don't be ridiculous.
I'm just trying...
No, they did, they got to you.
All right, let's have a little talk.
Who the hell are you?
We don't want to hurt you.
BASHIR: Here, this will help you relax.
( groaning )
Computer, lock onto my combadge.
Initiate emergency transport to Runabout Rio Grande.
Unable to complete request.
Please contact Station Commander for assistance.
( beeping )
Making it tough for me, huh?
Fine.
You want force fields, I'll give you force fields.
There.
Now you want to get me?
You'll have to release them all.
Ha. Thank you.
Jake! You okay?
Yeah.
Good.
Listen to me.
Something isn't normal around here.
Your dad, the others—
something's happened to them.
You and I
are the only ones who can help.
Jake Sisko to Security.
He's here.
Level H-2, Section Five.
It will be okay.
Just surrender to them, and you'll be fine.
SECURITY OFFICER: I'll search all habitat range...
You two...
ODO: Spread out.
Check all quarters.
Advise people to stay where they are
and not to let anyone in.
Yes, sir.
SISKO: Shut down your engines.
Sorry, Commander.
I have no intention of doing that.
You will not be allowed to leave.
I repeat.
Shut down your engines now.
If you check your systems
you'll find that the mooring clamps are already unlocked
and your tractor beams are off-line.
O'Brien out.
Shields up.
Are the shields holding, computer?
COMPUTER: Shields at 71 percent.
Warning, shields at 49 percent.
Transfer emergency life support power to shield generators.
Transfer complete.
Shield status.
Shields at 93 percent.
Full impulse, heading 41 mark 330.
Confirmed.
Computer
open a subspace channel to Starbase 401.
Priority one, Admiral Rollman.
Stand by.
Admiral
Miles O'Brien
Chief of Operations, Deep Space 9.
I know who you are.
Admiral, I must apprise you
of an emergency situation on the station.
There's been some sort of takeover, a conspiracy.
I believe it has something to do with the Paradan peace talks.
Listen to me very carefully.
Return to DS9 immediately.
Admiral, you don't understand.
I believe Commander Sisko and all of the senior officers
have fallen under the influence of something...
Turn the ship around and go back.
You will not be harmed.
O'BRIEN: It seemed almost unbelievable to me.
Had someone or something started to infiltrate
all of Starfleet?
Computer, new heading.
180 mark 31, to the wormhole.
Coffee, Jamaican blend, double strong, double sweet.
Time to Paradas system, computer.
COMPUTER: One minute, 20 seconds.
How much lead time do we have on the Mekong?
At current speeds, seven minutes, four seconds.
That will disappear in a hurry once we drop out of warp.
Ah, at least, I get to choose where they catch up.
Computer, identify the largest planet in the Parada system.
Parada IV.
Adjust course to approach Parada IV.
Confirmed.
How many moons around Parada IV?
Seven.
Hmm, lucky seven.
Display coordinates.
Approaching the Parada system.
Drop to impulse.
Status of Mekong.
Mekong has dropped out of warp
and has adjusted course to identical heading.
Perfect.
How much time have they made up on us?
At current speed, the Mekong
is two minutes, one second behind this vessel.
Adjust speed to let them catch up to us in 30 seconds.
Dropping to point-four impulse.
Come on, I'm waiting for you.
Warning.
Entering polar-magnetic field.
Sensors will be nonfunctional for 27 seconds.
Switch to manual navigation.
Switching.
Computer, full impulse. Engage.
Confirmed. Manual navigation in effect.
Shut down all engines, all main power systems.
Maintain silent running status.
Confirmed.
Yeah, where did I go?
Now you see me, now you don't.
What's it going to be, fellas?
I can play hide-and-seek with the best of them.
Hmm, no time for games, huh?
Computer, identify Mekong's new heading.
41 mark 201.
Probable destination?
Parada II.
Parada II... what's on Parada II?
Specify parameters.
Computer, monitor all transporter activity
to and from the Mekong.
The Mekong transporter has been energized.
What? They beamed to the surface?
Confirmed.
How many people?
Three people.
Anyone left on board?
Negative.
Put us on a course for Parada II.
Take us into synchronous orbit
above their location on the surface.
Having a little unscheduled negotiation
with the rebels, are we?
You don't understand.
Put down your weapons, and we'll explain.
No.
I've got a better idea.
You put down yours first.
Do it!
You, too!
Everything you need to understand
is behind this door.
Yeah, like a squadron of rebels maybe, huh?
No.
If you just permit me.
Listen to him.
He's not your enemy. We're not your enemy.
No?
Please, this will explain everything.
I don't want to hurt you.
( groaning )
SISKO: Doctor, we need you!
He's perfect.
He looks just like me.
Apparently, he thought he was you.
No doubt they thought
that would make him more convincing.
We believe there was some triggering device
programmed into him
that would take over during the peace talks.
The government scientists have learned how to do
remarkable things with replicants.
What was he programmed to do?
We're not entirely sure.
Assassinate someone at the peace talks, we think.
Perhaps our entire delegation.
They were tipped off
by one of the informants in their government.
There was a rumor that you'd been abducted
and replaced by a replicant.
We've had people looking for you ever since.
There was no way to prove he wasn't you.
He passed a physical exam with flying colors.
And he sure knew his way around the station.
I had more wires attached to my head
than you could count.
Now I know why.
We were trying to shut him out
of every sensitive security area
while they were searching for you.
He must have wondered
what the hell was going on with all of us.
By the time we'd learned of your rescue
he'd already gotten away from us and was on his way here.
I wonder why he was coming back.
If it were me, I'd be trying to warn somebody
there was something wrong at the station.
SISKO: Maybe in a strange sort of way
he was trying to be a hero.
Keiko...
What about her?
Tell her...
I love...
Captioning sponsored by PARAMOUNT PICTURES
Captioned by Media Access Group at WGBH access.wgbh.org