Last time on Star Trek: Deep Space Nine...
I think I know what happened
to Commander Sisko and the others.
The transporter beam was redirected as it passed
through the polarized particles.
Redirected where?
Not where— when.
SISKO: You ever hear of the Bell Riots?
It is one of the most violent
civil disturbances in American history
and it happened right here— San Francisco
Sanctuary District "A"
the first week of September, 2024.
But that's only a few days from now.
The riots will be
one of the watershed events of the 21st century.
Gabriel Bell will see to that.
I still haven't found my friends.
And you think they might be in a Sanctuary District?
It's possible.
If you hadn't found me, I might have wound up in one.
This place is about to explode.
Most of us agreed to live here
because they promised us jobs.
I don't know about you
but I haven't been on any job interviews lately.
That man who just got killed
trying to help us—
that man was Gabriel Bell.
( alarm blaring )
( crowd yelling )
Give me that! Get back!
( gunshot )
Get away! Get away from him!
Come on, we have to get him off the street!
I've waited a long time for this.
And I know I won't be disappointed.
Ain't that right, new boy?
The name is Bell.
Gabriel Bell.
And now, the conclusion.
Hey! What are you looking at?
Nothing.
If you're trying to find a way out
forget it... Bernardo.
You ain't going anywhere.
None of you are.
What are you going to do with us?
I was going to let you think about that
for a little bit.
Now, everybody, against the wall!
Sit down over there.
Move! Move it!
If any of them moves
shoot them.
No one's shooting anyone.
Maybe... maybe not.
We need them alive.
They're the only thing we have to bargain with.
You think I didn't know that?
Just making sure.
We need to get these blinds closed.
Police will drop snipers on the roofs
across the street, and pick us off one by one.
All right. Let's use the benches as barricades.
We'll stack them up against the windows.
It's too bad.
I kind of like watching this place burn.
Drop your weapons!
( laughs )
What's so funny?
You.
You're dead.
( yells )
Shut up!
( frantic screaming )
That's enough!
I said shut up!
Leave her alone!
She's just scared.
Listen, calm down.
No one's going to hurt you.
Get over there with the others.
I know you.
I picked you up the other day.
I know. It's my way of saying thank you.
Get over there with the others!
MAN: Hey, nice tackle, Bell.
You ever play any football?
Baseball, actually.
Really?
I'd hate to be a catcher
and see you barreling towards home plate.
Hey, you, get up.
Leave her alone.
Oh, nice mouth.
All right, you get up.
I said, get up!
What are you doing?
Relax, I just want to see
what they're saying about us on the Net.
I need his access code to log on.
Don't make me ask you again.
Get lost.
After you.
BERNARDO: Wait. I'll do it.
What are you doing? Sit down.
Hey, Vin, we're not on duty now, so don't give me orders.
I just want to make it home in one piece.
Smart boy.
Move. Get back there.
I know what you're thinking.
It's not going to be easy keeping the hostages safe.
It's not just them I'm worried about.
It's you.
Didn't you say Gabriel Bell died when the police
stormed the building?
Right, but I'm not Bell.
No, but we're the only ones who know that.
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NEWSCASTER: Governor Chen has issued a statement saying
the uprising will be quelled and the district secured.
It's still not clear how this riot began
though rumors of mounting tensions have been filtering
out of the District for weeks...
This is great. We're on every channel.
I bet they're watching this in China.
Why do they sound so surprised?
I mean, when you treat people like animals
you're going to get bit.
Hey, hold, hold it!
Let me through.
Stop right there.
Hey!
Who said you could come in here?
It's okay, let him in.
You know this gimme?
He's a friend.
Go join your friends.
( helicopter passing )
20-block area containing some 10,000...
Glad to see you're all right.
So much for our peaceful demonstration.
I know it's not what we talked about
but it's what happened
and now we have to deal with it.
How? It's a madhouse out there
and this building is crawling with ghosts.
I know.
That's the first thing we have to fix.
I want you to go out and find gimmes— people you know
people who can be trusted to guard the hostages.
BASHIR: If we leave it
to the ghosts, there's no telling what could happen.
I think I know just the people you're looking for.
Good. We're going to need them.
Hey, Bell, you're really missing
something over here.
( laughing )
NEWSCASTER: Many of the district employees fleeing the riot
have been reported injured
and several have yet to be accounted for.
There's been no official count of injuries
among Sanctuary residents.
However, satellite pictures show a number of possible casualties.
We'll have more on this story
as information becomes available.
This is terrible.
I've got to get down there.
What are you talking about?
My friends are in there.
I know they are
but there's nothing you can do for them.
I have to try.
Jadzia, it is too dangerous. You could get hurt.
I just can't stay here and watch that place burn
knowing my friends are inside.
Look, I have friends in the police department.
When things settle down a little bit, I will talk to them.
I can't wait that long.
By the time things settle down
my friends could be hurt or even killed.
They don't belong in there.
None of those people do.
KIRA: First Officer's Log, supplemental.
Somehow, Sisko, Dax and Bashir have altered Earth's history.
We have no choice but to send an away team into the past
to try to find them and correct the changes to the timeline.
The only problem is
we're not exactly sure where to look, or when.
According to our computer simulations
the degree of temporal displacement
is directly proportional
to the number of chroniton particles
interacting with the transporter beam.
Unfortunately, there's no way
to know the exact concentration
of particles at the time of the accident
but I've narrowed it down to ten possibilities
each one corresponding with a different time frame.
One of them has to be right.
We just hope we find the right one
before we run out of chroniton particles.
I feel ridiculous.
Well, it does effectively disguise your Bajoran heritage.
Just say you broke your nose.
On the other hand, uh...
maybe you better say nothing.
I'll do the talking.
That's fine with me.
Good luck.
Energize.
( jazz music playing )
If this is where Commander Sisko
and the others materialized
there should be a residual electrostatic charge.
Kira to Sisko.
Kira to Dax.
Kira to Bashir.
Judging by this vehicle, I'd say
we're in the mid-20th century.
No one's responding to my hails.
I'm not reading any electrostatic variance
or any distress signals.
They're definitely not here.
How long before the transporter re-engages?
About 30 seconds.
( door opens )
( music grows louder )
Evening.
I... I broke my nose.
I told you not to say anything.
I've got one question for you two:
What are all these gimmes doing here?
I asked them to help.
And who invited you?
I did.
Look, last time I checked, this was my party.
That means I get to decide who's on the guest list and who isn't.
We needed people we could trust in here.
What's that supposed to mean?
How many ghosts do you know who you can really trust?
One— me. And that's enough.
No, it isn't. Not here, not now!
We need people to guard the building
watch the exits
keep an eye on the hostages
when we need to sleep.
All right, all right, you made your point.
Just keep them out of my hair.
The important thing we have to decide
is what we're going to do with those hostages.
Don't worry about that.
I've got it all figured out.
I bet you do.
And just to prove I'm not such a bad guy
I'm going to let you two in on it.
It's simple.
We trade the hostages for our freedom.
We get amnesty, a handful of credit chips
and a flight to anywhere we want.
Personally, I'm thinking Tasmania.
Tasmania...
Errol Flynn
was born in Tasmania!
Look, you guys go where you want
and I'll go where I want, all right?
Yeah, and as soon
as we step off the plane, they lock us up.
Besides, we just can't think about ourselves.
There are 10,000 people living in here.
Well, let them get their own hostages.
No, Gabe is right.
This is an opportunity
for us to be heard
to let people on the outside know
exactly what's going on in here.
You want to make demands?
I'll give you some demands.
We tell them if they want the hostages back
they've got to shut down the Sanctuaries.
And reinstate the Federal Employment Act.
Why don't you have them throw in a couple of silk shirts?
Maybe a penthouse in Singapore?
Jobs? You guys want jobs?
When are you going to get it? There are no jobs!
Not for us, anyway.
They'll find jobs.
They'll have to.
After tonight, they won't be able to ignore us anymore.
All right. We'll do it your way.
I'll log on the Interface, and I'll tell them
that we want the District closed.
Not you, him.
Uh, funny, I... I would have nominated you.
What?
Is there something wrong with me?
I can be as eloquent as the next guy.
I'm sure you can.
But they can't dismiss Webb as easily as you or me.
He's got the face, he's got the family.
He's the guy next door.
And that's what they need to see.
My name is Michael Webb.
I used to be a plant manager at ChemTech Industries.
I'm speaking for the residents of Sanctuary District "A."
We are holding six hostages.
We don't want to hurt them.
All we want is...
What happened?
Someone cut off our access to the Interface.
I knew it!
I knew this was a waste of time.
They don't care.
No one cares about us.
Why should they?
You're all a bunch of losers.
What did you say?
He didn't say anything.
You heard me.
I called you a loser 'cause that's what you are
and this time, you're going to lose big.
That's enough!
And check your E-mail, buddy.
You're a loser, too.
If you want to get out of here, you better hope you're wrong.
Quiet down, Vin. You'll only make things worse.
I just want these guys to know what they're in for.
I bet the National Guard
already has this place surrounded.
Sooner or later, they're going to come rolling right in here
and you people aren't even going to slow them down.
I really think we should kill this guy.
( beeping )
Mr. Webb, I'm Detective Preston, from the SFPD.
It's urgent that I speak with you.
Did you shut off our access to the Interface?
I'm afraid it's Department policy
in these types of situations
but it does give us a chance to talk one-on-one.
All right, let's talk.
First, I want to see the hostages.
What for?
I need to make sure they're okay.
You said you weren't going to hurt them.
I need to know I can count on that.
Get up, let's go.
They want to see a hostage?
Let's show them a hostage.
Take a good look, lady.
I've got five more just like her.
And if we don't get what we want
they're going to get hurt.
I think you've made your point.
Have I, Detective?
I'd say so.
Good.
Look, um, if you don't mind
I'd like to speak with Mr. Webb again.
Why would I mind?
All right, Detective, I'm here.
Your friend has quite a temper.
That's because he's angry.
We all are.
B.C., let me ask you something.
Go ahead.
Why do I get the feeling
that you're not going to be happy
until you've hurt one of those hostages?
I have to admit
the thought has crossed my mind.
It might alleviate
some of the, uh, stress I'm feeling.
I think you'd better find a way
to deal with that stress.
It's sure to be a whole lot healthier
for you in the long run.
No kidding.
Let me ask you something.
You think it looks better like this
or like this?
It's your head...
and your decision.
Hey, Gabe, Detective Preston wants to meet with me.
When?
Now, by the main gate.
May I join you?
I was hoping you'd say that.
Keep an eye on the hostages.
Got it.
Good luck.
It's been a long night.
For all of us.
You guys must be exhausted.
WEBB: We're okay.
We could use some breakfast come morning.
Breakfast for 10,000?
That's a lot of take-out
but in the interest of friendship
I'll do what I can.
Now, how about returning the favor
and letting me have one of the hostages?
No hostage, no food—
is that what you're saying?
Not at all.
You'll get the food either way.
Giving up one of the hostages would show good faith.
Besides, you'd still have
five left.
Those hostages aren't going anywhere
until we get what we want.
Which is what?
We want the Sanctuaries closed
and the Federal Employment Act reinstated.
That's asking a lot.
I don't think so.
What we want is to get out from behind these walls—
to stop having to depend on handouts.
That's right.
All we're asking for is a chance to get back on our feet again.
We don't deserve to be locked up in here.
Obviously, I can't make any promises
but... I will see to it the Governor hears your demands.
You do that.
Are you all right?
VIN: Hey!
Leave her alone.
I'm a doctor.
Sure you are.
You were here the other day, weren't you?
That's right.
Are you hypoglycemic?
You really are a doctor.
Why didn't you tell someone?
I was afraid to.
Well, I'll see about getting you some medicine.
In the meantime
I'll try and find you a chocolate bar or something.
I'm going to get some sleep.
( helicopter passing )
He was here with you, wasn't he?
Bell?
We came in together.
He gave me a false name, didn't he?
Well...
yes.
He got into a little trouble a while back
and um... didn't want you to put his real name
on the computer.
When I first started working here
I processed a woman who had a warrant out on her
for abandoning her kid.
She couldn't take care of him.
So she left him with a family that she worked for
over in the Marina.
I felt so sorry for her.
I didn't log her in.
I just let her disappear into the Sanctuary.
Almost got me fired when my supervisor found out.
What happened to this woman?
I don't know.
But I think about her all the time.
Ever since then, I've just done my job, you know.
Tried not to let it get the best of me.
It's not your fault that things are the way they are.
Everybody tells themselves that
and nothing ever changes.
( Sisko sighs )
Hold it!
( pumps shotgun )
Don't! Don't do it, B.C.!
Give me one reason why not.
All right.
You really going to shoot me, Bell?
I don't think so.
Think again.
I thought we were on the same side here!
We are, but you get on my nerves
and I don't like your hat.
Now, put the gun down.
Yeah, you and I can see how tough you really are.
Shut up!
Now, put it down!
You heard the man.
You gimmes...
no sense of fun.
Come here!
Hey!
Now, you listen to me closely
because I'm not going to say this again.
The next time you try something stupid
I will make you regret it.
You trying to scare me?
I'm trying to save your life
and the lives of every hostage in that room
and, Mister, you are not making it easy.
If you're so concerned about our welfare
why don't you let us go?
You don't know
what any of this is about, do you?
You work here.
You see these people every day— how they live—
and you just don't get it!
What do you want me to say?
That I feel for them?
That they got a bad break?
What good would it do?
It would be a start.
Now, you get back in that room
and you shut up.
( The Jimi Hendrix Experience's "Hey, Joe" blaring )
( yelling ): Kira to Sisko.
Kira to Dax.
Kira to Bashir.
I'm not picking up
any residual electrostatic charge.
What?
I said I'm not picking up any residual electrostatic charge!
What?
They're not here!
( music stops, van door slides closed )
Thank you.
Uh-oh...
Wow.
Danny.
Dad...
He was outside looking for you.
Your mother and Jennie— are they okay?
They're fine. They're with the Petersons.
So, what are you doing here?
I wanted to be with you.
All right.
All right, you can stay for a while
but when I tell you to go
I don't want to hear arguments.
BASHIR: Now that didn't hurt a bit, did it?
I managed to find some glucajen
in what was left of the clinic.
You should be feeling better soon.
Thank you.
Is that your family?
Yeah.
Let him see it.
Nice looking bunch, huh?
Absolutely.
Right now, those two kids are sitting at home
wondering if they'll ever see their dad again.
Look, I realize this won't make
what you're going through any easier
but something good will come from all this.
You think they're just going to close down the Sanctuary
and let you walk out of here?
No...
but I do know that someday
there won't be a need for places like this.
WOMAN: I hope you're right.
Even though it'll mean I'll be out of a job
I hope you're right.
I just want to get home...
you know?
I know.
So do I.
The Governor assures me
that if you let the hostages go
he'll reduce the charges against you
to incitement to riot.
That's it?
What about closing the Sanctuary?
What about jobs?
The Governor intends to form a committee
to look into the problems facing the District residents.
So, what you're telling us is that nothing is going to change.
I wouldn't say that.
But change takes time.
You've run out of time.
Gentlemen...
if I were you
I would seriously consider taking this offer.
The Governor is not going to let this situation
continue forever.
You tell him if he wants to see those hostages again
he's going to have to do better.
Tough talk.
I was bluffing.
I couldn't tell.
I hope she couldn't either.
Try opening that menu.
It just brings me back to the same screen.
There doesn't seem to be any way
of getting past the lockout and logging onto the Net.
There has to be.
How can you be certain?
Because according to history
the residents were able to get onto the Net
and tell their side of the story.
Millions of people watched.
Well, no one here's been able
to get past the lockout.
Maybe it was Bell.
And if he did it, we have to, also.
B.C.: Hey, listen up, everybody.
A couple of dims just brought us a little present.
I don't know about you fellas, but I'm in love.
Jadzia...
You know her?
Julian.
B.C.: Can you believe it?
That's the story of my life.
All the good ones are taken.
You remember my friend, Gabe.
Gabriel Bell.
Good to see you again.
Good to see you.
Allow me to introduce myself.
Biddle Coleridge.
Biddle?
Hey!
I didn't say a word.
I've been looking all over for you.
WEBB: Excuse me.
You obviously don't live here, so how did you get in?
I managed to re-code my I.D. card
so that I could get past
the Sanitation Department Checkpoint.
You, you crawled in through the sewers?
You must really like these guys.
You should, uh, sit down.
You must be exhausted.
It's too bad.
I think me and her
could have had something special.
So what you're saying is
that even if I could get you out, you wouldn't leave.
Those hostages have to be protected, whatever the cost.
You said that one of the men
who brought you here took your combadge?
That's right.
And it's set to emit a subspace distress signal.
Julian, I want you to help Dax find the men
who took her combadge
and then I want both of you to get away from this place.
But if the Defiant locks on to my distress signal
and we're not together...
As soon as the hostages are in police custody
I'll try to make it back to the beam-in site.
If for some reason, I can't make it
you'll have to leave without me.
BASHIR: Sir...
obviously, Jadzia has got to leave.
If something were to happen to her
it wouldn't take a doctor long to figure out she wasn't human.
But you're still going to need help
to keep those hostages alive.
And if it's all the same to you, I'll stay.
All right.
See if you can get her combadge back.
I'll keep trying to log onto the Net.
The police cut off our access.
That's one problem I might be able
to help you with.
Do you really think
you can convince your friend to put us on the Net?
It'll take some persuading
but I think he'll do what's right.
This is it.
The men who took my combadge
brought me here
before they took me to the Processing Center.
Hello?
MAN: There's nobody here.
Uh, we just want to talk.
Whoosh.
I'm invisible.
If you say so.
You can see me?
Just... barely.
That's okay.
As long as they can't see me.
Who?
The aliens.
They'll suck your brains out right through your ears.
I know.
You see, I'm an alien.
I thought so...
but you're a good alien.
Right. I'm here to protect
the Earth from its enemies
but I need that piece of jewelry you're holding to do it.
I understand.
Here, you take it.
Good luck.
Thank you.
Shh, don't tell anyone.
I won't, I won't.
I came in there.
Take care of yourself.
We'll see you at the beam-in site.
Let me see if I understand what you're asking me to do.
You want me to override a government block
violate my Interface operating license
and turn over my channels to a bunch of criminals.
They're not criminals.
I know that
but they are acting like criminals.
They have guns, they have taken hostages...
Don't you want to know?
Don't you think that the public deserves to know?
You are asking me to break the law.
I am asking you
to give those people a voice.
Chris, sooner or later
the government is going to retake the Sanctuary District
and when they do, a lot of people are going to die.
And unless the public learns
why the Sanctuary residents did what they did
all those deaths will be for nothing.
You know I'll lose my license.
But I'll get great ratings.
My name is Henry Garcia.
I've been living here two years now.
I came to San Francisco to work in a brewery
but they laid a bunch of us off
because they got some new equipment, and...
so I ended up here.
I've never been in trouble with the law or anything.
I don't want to hurt anybody.
I just want a chance to work
and to live like regular people.
My name is Julie Hess...
PRESTON: Governor, I understand your concern
but I think the use of force would be premature at this time.
I am aware that there have been disturbances
in other Sanctuary Districts
but we have to think about the hostages.
I know, I've heard the rumors, too.
That... that's all they are, rumors.
If you just give me another chance
to talk with Webb and Bell, I...
Yes, sir.
Of course.
We'll do our best.
( helicopter passing )
The Governor's made up his mind.
We move in at 0500.
No luck?
I'm afraid not.
Well, we know one thing.
They arrived before the year 2048.
How can you be sure?
Because we were just there.
And it's nothing like
the mid-21st century I read about in school.
It's been changed.
I mean, Earth history has been through its rough patches
but never that rough.
If we limit our search to dates before 2048
how many possibilities does that leave us with?
According to my calculations, three.
But we only have enough chroniton particles
for one more try.
Well, pick one, Chief.
Let's hope you get lucky.
That's my best guess.
That's good enough for me.
Energize.
Kira to Sisko. Kira...
I'm picking up a combadge distress signal.
It's Dax!
Kira to Dax.
Dax, do you hear me?
Kira!
Dax, am I glad to hear your voice.
Where are you?
O'BRIEN: Were at the corner of Polk and California.
I'll meet you there.
KIRA: Are Sisko and Bashir with you?
No. I'll explain everything when I see you.
The transporter is set
to automatically retrieve us in about a minute.
You better deactivate your combadge.
DAX: Acknowledged.
We can reactivate them tomorrow
in time for the next beam-out.
Should be interesting.
VIN: Best ball club I ever saw?
'99 Yankees, no doubt about it.
Get out of here.
The '15 Kings could have taken them any day.
C'mon! Am I right?
I wouldn't know. I prefer tennis.
Tennis?
Soccer.
It's up to you, Bell.
I don't think there's any question— the Kings.
'15 was Buck Bokai's rookie year.
That's all they had going for them.
I've been up on the roof.
It looks like another National Guard unit arrived.
There's something going on out there.
Everybody on your feet.
What are you doing?
They'll be safer in there. Let's go!
( indistinct murmurs )
Watch your step.
I want you in there with them.
Make sure they keep their heads down.
I'll see if I can find something to block the door.
( pumps shotgun )
Danny... Danny, wake up.
Come on.
It's time for you to go.
Dad, I want to be here with you.
I'll meet up with you later.
Tell your mom I love her.
And you give your sister a kiss for me, huh?
Go on, now.
Go on.
Hey, kid...
Yeah, I thought so.
Looks good on you.
Now, get lost.
What the hell.
It's probably raining in Tasmania anyway.
I'm going to call Preston and find out what's going on.
( whirring )
( helicopters approaching )
Oh, my God.
( groans )
Stop shooting, damn it!
We're okay!
SISKO: Hold it!
No!
( gunshot )
Bell!
Don't move.
Damage control.
Freeze!
I'm a hostage, you idiot!
Blue leader, this is Team One.
The Processing Center is secure.
What's wrong with you people?
You could have gotten us all killed.
There were rumors you were dead.
Do I look dead to you?
Our orders were to pacify the building.
Yeah...
well, you certainly did a good job.
BASHIR: I'm a doctor.
Leave him alone.
SOLDIER: I copy.
All right, listen up.
There's trouble on Second Street.
VIN: You go pacify Second Street.
Officer Calvera and I can handle things in here.
Give me that.
All right men, let's move!
How is he?
Lucky. He'll live.
The next time I tell you to stay down, you...
Gotcha.
Yeah.
What about Webb?
Keep the pressure on...
Over here, quick!
MAN: unexploded shell on the first floor.
Can I get some more bandages here?
( distant siren wails )
( woman sobbing )
CHILD: Mommy! Mommy!
How could we have let this happen?
The question is, how do we stop it from happening again?
So what do we do with them?
I don't know.
You could let us go.
All right.
Vin!
They saved our lives back there.
How can we explain what happened to them?
Give me your I.D. cards.
Pocket.
We'll switch these for two of the casualties.
As far as anybody knows...
you both died here.
Is that okay with you, Bell?
Thanks.
My pleasure.
Come on.
Let's get you out of here.
Anything else we can do for you?
There is one more thing.
VIN: Name it.
SISKO: Tell people the truth about what happened here.
VIN: I would have done that anyway.
KIRA: First Officer's Log, supplemental.
Upon returning to the present with our missing crew members
we were relieved to discover
that the timeline had been restored.
( door chimes )
Come in.
How do you feel?
Better.
I thought you might like to see this.
I found it in the historical database.
Oh.
I'm not looking forward
to explaining this to Starfleet Command.
Well, at least it's a good picture.
You know, Commander
having seen a little of the 21st century
there is one thing I don't understand.
How could they have let things get so bad?
That's a good question.
I wish I had an answer.
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