There, right there.
The explosion began
at the intercooler matrix
and your men were supposed to plant the bomb
here at the secondary plasma relay.
What difference does it make?
The ship was destroyed.
The intercooler was
the obvious choice for sabotage.
Their security checks could have found the bomb
and disarmed it before the ship left orbit.
But they didn't find it.
That isn't the point.
Your men ignored their instructions
and their training.
Let us not lose sight of the fact
that the mission was a success.
It was a success
because the Jem'Hadar security
slipped up and we got lucky.
Don't use those men again
for anything other than routine reconnaissance.
They're five of my best men.
Bronok is one of the most experienced...
You've been told before— no names.
Each cell has to be insulated
from the cell above and the cell below.
If I know the names of your men
and I am captured...
Yes, I've heard the lecture.
Well, then you shouldn't have to be reminded.
It's been a long day.
Why don't we take a break?
Good idea.
The air in here is getting stale.
You going to do something about him?
I am.
I'm giving him my support.
All right.
This does not bode well.
Odo.
The raid on the Tevak shipyard was successful.
I penetrated the Operations Center
disabled the security protocols.
The rest of the team sabotaged
the dilithium storage bunkers.
An hour after we left, the entire facility was vaporized.
You should get some rest.
That sounds good to me.
Anyone in the bunk room?
No.
Okay, it's all yours.
Right.
Odo.
Good work.
Thank you.
Huh?
It's just like you
to come sneaking in here without warning.
My approach may have been quiet, but I assure you
I had no intention of sneaking up on you.
My apologies.
If... I may ask...
Why...
have I deteriorated so rapidly?
I've been assuming dozens of different forms
over the... past few weeks.
Changing shape seems to...
accelerate the progress of the disease.
Perhaps you should stop.
And do what?
Lie here waiting to die?
I came to work.
Work is what I'm going to do.
I take it Commander Kira is unaware of your true condition.
That's right.
And I prefer that it stays that way.
I won't breathe a word.
See that you don't.
She has enough on her mind without...
worrying about me.
And I...
don't want... her...
Pity?
Is there a reason you came in here?
We have need of a contact on Kelvas V.
I remember your telling me that you knew...
I may have a few names for you.
I have to give it some thought.
Odo, I hope you know how much I...
If I don't want pity from the woman I love
why would I want it from you?
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Morning.
Oh. What time is it?
0630.
Another all-nighter.
That's four in a row.
You can't keep this up.
I'm beginning to agree with you.
And, to add insult to injury, I'm not getting anywhere.
My DNA integration theory's a blind alley.
So where does that leave you?
Back on square one.
Whoever engineered this shape-shifter virus
certainly did a good job of covering their tracks.
Julian, it's time to face facts.
You're not going to pull a rabbit
out of your medkit.
Now, even the Founders themselves couldn't find a cure
and they had all the resources
of the Dominion at their command.
Now, I know you don't want to hear this...
but the only way we're going to find a cure
is to track down whoever created this thing in the first place.
Miles...
We have got to find a way to get inside Section 31.
We've tried that.
We've tried and we've tried
and all we managed to do was waste two weeks
chasing phantoms from here to Vulcan.
You want to face facts?
Face this fact:
Section 31 have managed to stay in hiding
for over 300 years.
They're not going to come scurrying into the light
just because Miles O'Brien and Julian Bashir
are on the case.
Which is why I still say
we should take this to Captain Sisko
and let him contact Starfleet Intelligence.
Maybe they can...
All that will do is alert Section 31
to the fact that we're on to them.
And you know what they'll do?
They'll go deeper into hiding—
probably send someone here
to destroy whatever headway I've made.
No.
No more cloak and dagger games.
Science is the answer here.
Every puzzle has a solution, every disease a cure.
It's just a matter of finding it.
Now, if you'll kindly get the hell out of here
I have work to do.
Martok's attack on Avenal VII was a disgrace.
He had the advantage of surprise.
The Dominion wasn't expecting us to take the offensive
so soon after the Breen entered the war.
Avenal should've been an easy victory for him
but instead, he's handed us a shameful defeat.
General Martok and I both advised you
against attacking a world
so deep inside Dominion territory.
He was outnumbered six-to-one at Avenal.
Six-to-one.
A good Commander finds ways to beat the odds
not hide behind them.
He didn't hide behind anything.
He fought longer and harder than I would have in his place.
Have you read Worf's after-action report?
Seven Klingon ships destroyed.
Five others severely damaged.
General Martok himself in critical condition
in the Rotarran Sick Bay.
He's expected to survive.
That's not the point!
This entire operation has been
a waste of resources, men and equipment.
The blame lies with the man
who ordered the mission in the first place
not the man who tried to carry it out.
That's one of the things I like about you, Captain...
your loyalty to your friends.
This has nothing to do with loyalty.
Of course not.
In any case, you needn't worry.
Martok's a popular General with the troops
and that counts for something.
I won't relieve him of command...
yet.
As you can see, the Klingon raid on Avenal was easily broken up.
I am less concerned about this Klingon attack
than I am the Cardassian rebellion.
We cannot fight the combined forces
of the Federation, the Klingons and the Romulans
and face a full-scale uprising
behind the lines.
I completely agree.
However, the situation is well in hand.
We still have control over the Cardassian military
while Damar has only a handful of terrorists at his disposal.
I assure you both
that this rebellion poses no threat.
You are correct, and you also assured us
that Damar would never turn against the Dominion.
That was...
an error, to be sure, but an understandable one.
No one could have foreseen
that Damar would become a terrorist.
The concept is
antithetical to the very nature
of Cardassians.
They respect authority.
They value the rule of law and the security of order
which is exactly what the Dominion offers them.
Exactly.
If our cloning facilities were operational
I would eliminate this Weyoun immediately.
Damar must pay
the price for his treason.
Redouble your efforts to find his wife and children
and I want you to begin interrogating Cardassian
teachers, scientists, local officials.
The population must understand, in no uncertain terms
that dissent will not be tolerated.
Then I want you to begin
putting Cardassian civilians in and around
the Dominion military installations.
If Damar destroys another shipyard, he will have to kill
a great many of his own countrymen as well.
This will help turn the people against him.
An excellent plan.
Your opinion was not solicited.
Thot Pran, the sooner we can regain
the offensive on the front lines, the better.
The installation of the Breen weapons on the Dominion ships
must be accelerated.
Please issue the appropriate orders to your engineers.
How long before our cloning facilities
are operational again?
Not for several days, perhaps even weeks.
Ah.
Well, keep me informed.
And according to our new contact on Kelvas V
the Breen will begin to install
their energy-dampening weapons
aboard Jem'Hadar fighters within a week.
Has the Federation made any progress
in counteracting these weapons?
No. They're still having trouble
understanding the underlying technology.
Well, why aren't the Klingon ships
affected by these Breen weapons?
We don't know that yet either
but, if we could supply the Federation with one
it would give them a chance
to come up with a countermeasure.
I had the same thought.
Our priority should be to free Cardassia
from the Dominion, not do Starfleet's dirty work.
We're all in this together.
By helping Starfleet, we're helping ourselves.
There's a Cardassian
repair facility in the Kelvas system, right?
Yes.
I take it you have something in mind.
It won't be easy, but...
if we can get onto the Bridge...
All right, we'll take a five-man team—
the four of us plus Odo.
Garak, I'm going to need
everything you have on the Kelvas facility.
Is something wrong?
Possibly.
Uh, may I have a few words with the Commander?
What's on your mind?
It's about taking Odo on this mission.
I'm afraid there's no easy way of putting it.
He's been hiding the true extent of his illness
from you for some time now.
His condition has severely deteriorated
and the more he changes form...
the worse he gets.
I know.
You do?
I love him, Garak.
You think I really wouldn't notice?
Why the pretense?
Because I also know
that he doesn't want me to find out about it.
He wants to put up a brave front
and protect me from the truth, well, fine.
If that's what makes this easier for him
if that gives him one last shred
of dignity to hold onto
then I'll go on ignoring what's happening to him
until the very end.
Anything else?
No.
All right.
We will need a Cardassian shuttle
with the latest security protocols.
And a schematic of the...
Sisko to Worf.
Worf here.
I'd like to see you in my office, Commander.
On my way.
How's Martok?
Dr. Bashir says he will make a full recovery.
I'm glad to hear that.
Mr. Worf, we've got
a serious problem on our hands.
Gowron.
He seems hell-bent
on continuing these offensives regardless of the cost.
He is a stubborn and arrogant man.
That may be true, but I hope he's not a fool.
He's risking the entire defense posture.
Why can't he see that?
I suspect the Chancellor cannot see anything at the moment
except for one man.
You mean, Martok?
The Chancellor sees him as a political threat.
These attacks against the Dominion
are designed to humiliate the General
in the eyes of the Empire—
to force him to endure defeat after defeat.
Are you telling me that this is a political vendetta?
It would not be the first time that a Klingon Chancellor
put his own interests ahead of the greater good.
Something has to be done.
Agreed.
And I do have a solution, but it will not be easy.
You do whatever it takes, Mr. Worf.
Those Klingon ships out there
are the only thing between us and the Breen.
Gowron is risking the safety of the entire Alpha Quadrant
and he has to stop.
Understood.
My men have secured the shuttle.
They'll meet us at those coordinates.
Good.
Are you enjoying yourself?
Getting Cardassians to do your bidding
must give you great pleasure.
I'm a little busy right now, Rusot.
Why don't you find someone else to play with?
You may have fooled Damar
into believing you're here to fight the Dominion
but I know why you're really here.
Oh, this should be good.
You killed hundreds of Cardassians
during the occupation
and now you're getting a chance to do it again.
That's why you're here, isn't it?
To hang a few more Cardassian neck bones from your belt?
Admit it, Kira.
You won't be satisfied until every one of us is dead.
Oh, I don't have time...
Don't you ever touch me again.
I guess...
I hit a nerve.
No.
This is hitting a nerve.
Stop pushing me or I'll make you realize
just how many nerves you have
in that miserable body.
When this is all over...
and the Dominion is defeated...
You won't have any trouble finding me.
Oh, you'll have to do something about him
long before that, Commander.
Thanks for all your help.
Oh, you seemed to have things well under control.
Did I?
Despite his statement to the contrary
Rusot will not wait until the end of the war to make
his move.
I suggest
you don't wait either.
Kill him...
before he kills you.
Challenge Gowron in the middle of a war?
It's treasonous.
Gowron is leading us all to ruin.
It is your duty to challenge him
to protect the Empire.
You would have me
protect the Empire by breaking my oath...
by spilling the blood of a Klingon brother
while an enemy stands at our door?
Where is the honor in that?
He is sacrificing our troops for his own petty reasons.
Where is the honor in that?
The troops are his to command.
It is not our place
to question him unless he is acting with cowardice
and there is no proof of that.
You are not listening.
I have heard every word that you have said.
You want me to become Chancellor.
Me.
Tell me, Worf.
How do you think the members of the High Council will react
when they're asked to follow
a common man from the Ketha lowlands?
A man without a drop of noble blood in his veins?
Kahless himself was not highborn.
Kahless was divine.
Your name
is revered throughout the Empire.
If you seize the leadership
every warrior from here to Kronos
would swear an oath to you, and with that kind of support
the High Council will have no choice
but to accept you as Chancellor.
You begin to sound like a Romulan.
You know I am right.
I am a loyal soldier of the Empire.
I would rather die than dishonor my uniform.
By raising a hand to my Chancellor
in a time of war, I would bring
shame to everything that I've fought to protect
everything that I believe in.
General.
My decision is made!
We will not speak of this again.
You're staring again.
Sorry.
I'm... I'm just worried about you.
Well, don't.
It may be a long time before the symptoms manifest themselves
and, by then, I'm sure Dr. Bashir will have found the cure.
Right.
Uh, could you take the helm?
I'm going to get a raktajino.
What's wrong?
One of our listening posts picked up a message.
The Dominion has succeeded in locating Damar's family.
They're dead.
They weren't a part of this rebellion.
The Dominion knew that. The Founder knew that.
Weyoun
knew that.
To kill her and my son...
the casual brutality of it...
the waste of life.
What kind of state
tolerates the murder of innocent women and children?
What kind of people give those orders?
Yeah, Damar, what kind of people give those orders?
Oh, that was stupid.
Not at all.
Damar has a certain...
romanticism about the past.
He could use a dose of cold water.
Well, I could've picked a better time.
If he's the man to lead a new Cardassia
if he's the man
we all hope him to be
then the pain of this news
made him more receptive to what you said, not less.
We're approaching the rendezvous point.
The shuttle is here.
Right on time, just as I promised.
Damar to Shuttle.
Lower your shields and we'll beam aboard.
Acknowledged.
Let's go.
and, in truth, I understand his position.
It is the duty of every soldier
to support their leaders in time of war.
Asking Martok to stand against Gowron
was a foolish error.
So what are you going to do?
Try to convince Gowron to discontinue these attacks.
You have said very little.
Look...
I'm just not sure that I should be giving you advice
on what to do in this situation.
It's a Klingon matter.
You are still a member of the House of Martok.
This is the first that I've heard of it.
The General and I
talked about it weeks ago.
He likes you
and he considers you an honorable woman—
a worthy successor to Jadzia.
And so do I.
That's very sweet of him.
Sweet?
Not a very Klingon word, is it?
No.
It's very... honorable.
Better.
Albeit, a little obvious.
Now...
tell me what you think.
Okay, but I'm not sure you're going to like it.
Tell me.
I think that the situation with Gowron
is a symptom of a bigger problem.
The Klingon Empire is dying
and I think it deserves to die.
You were right.
I do not like it.
Don't get me wrong.
I'm very touched that you still consider me
to be a member of the House of Martok
but... I tend to look at the Empire
with a little more skepticism than Curzon or Jadzia did.
I see a society that is in deep denial about itself.
We're talking about a warrior culture
that prides itself on maintaining
centuries-old traditions of honor and integrity
but, in reality, it's willing
to accept corruption at the highest levels.
You are overstating your case.
Am I?
Who was the last leader of the High Council that you respected?
Has there even been one?
And how many times have you had to cover up
the crimes of Klingon leaders
because you were told that it was for the good of the Empire?
I... I know this sounds harsh, but the truth is
you have been willing to accept a government
that you know is corrupt.
Gowron is just the latest example.
Worf
you are the most honorable and decent man
that I have ever met
and if you are willing to tolerate men like Gowron
then what hope is there for the Empire?
We have a prisoner
for the Vorta who commands this ship.
Everything seems to be in order
but you'll have to leave your weapons here.
Why?
New orders from Dominion Headquarters—
no armed Cardassians allowed aboard Jem'Hadar vessels.
It sounds like they don't trust us anymore.
So it would seem.
I'm sorry, but those are the orders.
Well, it's not your fault.
Do as he says.
The three of us should be able to handle one Bajoran woman.
Take them to the Bridge.
Good luck...
Legate Damar.
We'll run the first test firing in two hours, 14 minutes.
Agreed.
Coordinate it with Central Operations.
What's this?
We have a prisoner.
I can see that.
Why are you bringing her to me?
This is Commander Rota
the Deputy Intelligence Officer
for this entire sector.
I would think that you'd be interested
in interrogating her.
I wasn't informed of this.
Perhaps you haven't received the report yet.
It's not surprising.
We only took
the Commander prisoner yesterday.
We were under a communications blackout...
Let me see your orders.
Of course.
Founder.
You honor us with your presence.
I... had no idea you were in this sector.
My movements are none of your concern.
No.
Have you begun the interrogation of this prisoner?
Not yet.
Good.
I will conduct the questioning myself.
As you wish.
Ah... I see the upgraded plasma rifles
have been distributed.
May I inspect it?
Aha.
An excellent weapon.
What do you think?
Secure those hatches.
It wasn't necessary to kill them all.
We can't afford to be burdened by prisoners.
We'll argue about this later.
Prepare to flood all decks below the Bridge with neurazine gas.
Bring the warp drive on line.
Lay in a course for the Federation.
Commander.
They haven't
finished installing the Breen weapon.
We can't leave.
How long before they finish installing the weapon?
We can't wait!
I'm not leaving without that weapon.
There are three...
no, four Breen working in the engine room.
Judging from the diagnostics, I'd say it'll take them
30 to 45 minutes to complete their work.
We don't have that much time.
Yes, we do.
No one even knows we're on the Bridge.
All we have to do is sit tight
give the standard replies to any inquiries
and wait for the Breen to do
their work.
Damar, this is insane.
She'll get us all killed.
There's an incoming message.
They want to speak to the Vorta.
Disable the visual feed.
What was her name?
Come on!
I'm looking.
Ah. Her name was Luaran.
This is Luaran.
No, I can't see you either.
We're experiencing trouble with our com system.
What do you want?
Just a moment.
They want
the status report on our navigational array.
I've got it.
That data is coming to you.
Excellent.
We'll be repairing our com system
for at least the next hour.
I'll contact you when we're finished.
Luaran out.
What if they didn't believe you?
Then we're dead.
Hey.
Keiko whipped you up some crab rolls.
She... well, we thought you might be hungry.
Thanks...
uh, to both of you.
Uh, about the other day...
Oh, forget it.
How's the work going?
I'm still firmly entrenched in square one.
You mind if I ask you a question?
About 31?
Go ahead.
Well, if you were to find the cure
and they got to know about it...
what do you think they'd do?
Well, I imagine they'd be, uh... very concerned.
The very existence of a cure
would jeopardize their plan to eradicate the Founders.
Wouldn't surprise me if Sloan or another operative
turned up here on the station to destroy my work.
What are you getting at?
I think you should send a message to Starfleet Medical
saying that you have found the cure.
You're trying to lure someone from Section 31?
Yeah. That's right.
What happens when this operative gets here?
We capture him.
Then we figure out a way
to get some information out of him.
He may not know anything about the disease.
Maybe not...
but I bet he knows who does.
What do you think?
I think it's a plan...
a very good plan.
When did you get
so devious?
I've been hanging around you too long.
Let's just hope this works
and we cure Odo.
That's all I care about.
Me, too, Miles.
Our next target...
Sarpedion V.
Sarpedion is the headquarters of the entire 12th Order.
Yes. You'll take 15 Vor'cha- class battle cruisers in first
to soften their defenses.
Then, General Chu'vok, you'll...
Chancellor!
That world is one of the most
heavily fortified positions in the entire Cardassian Empire.
15 battle cruisers will barely
scratch their defenses.
If you lack the courage to fight an uphill battle
then perhaps you should retire to your bed.
I will fight any battle...
anywhere.
For the Empire.
Spoken like a true warrior.
After Martok has softened their defenses...
No.
We cannot attack Sarpedion.
I decide what can...
and cannot be done.
You rule without wisdom and without honor.
The warriors that are gathered here
would not say this to you, but I will.
You are squandering our ships and our lives
on a petty act of vengeance!
I should've known better than to trust you again.
If you were a true Klingon
I would kill you where you stand!
Fortunately for you
that... child's uniform shields you from your rightful fate.
What I say now
I say as a member of the House of Martok
not a Starfleet officer.
You have dishonored yourself
and the Empire, and you are not worthy
to lead the Council.
There can be only one answer to that.
Worf...
this is madness.
You will not have this... day.
Hail Worf!
Leader of the Empire.
Worf!
Worf! Worf! Worf!
Worf! Worf!
Wait.
Worf!
Hear me. Hear me!
Worf... !
What I have done...
was for the Empire.
A new day must dawn for our people.
I am not the man to usher in that day
but there is a man here who can.
Worf...
I do not seek the leadership.
Kahless said, "Great men do not seek power.
They have power thrust upon them."
Hail Martok!
Leader of the Empire.
Leader of destiny.
How much longer?
I'm not certain.
It appears they're having problems
connecting the secondary relays.
Odo, are you all right?
Yes.
Don't worry. I'm...
I'm... I'm sorry.
There's nothing to be sorry about.
Just... stay with me, Odo.
Stay with me.
We're going to get out of here.
All right? Just hang on a little while longer.
It's over.
Shut up, Rusot.
The shape-shifter is useless.
The whole plan is coming apart.
We have to get out of here now.
Go back to your post.
No. No more.
We're leaving now.
That would be unwise.
You're still a Cardassian, Garak.
You're not going to kill one of your own people
for a Bajoran woman.
How little you understand me.
Put your weapons down, both of you!
You want her dead, too, Damar.
I know you do.
But you're the leader of the rebellion
and don't want to kill someone wearing a Starfleet uniform.
Let me do it for you.
They've finished installing the dampening weapon.
Then let's all get the hell out of here.
Not you.
I'm still here, Rusot.
Damar, shoot him.
We can kill them both and keep the Breen weapon for ourselves.
I believe in you, Damar.
I know you're the right man
to restore the Empire we so loyally served
the Empire we loved.
Together, we can lead our people
to greatness again.
Just aim and fire.
He was my friend...
but his Cardassia is dead
and it won't be coming back.
Flood all compartments with the gas.
Clear all moorings.
Bow thrusters ahead full.
We've cleared their defense perimeter.
Take the helm.
You're... probably angry.
Why?
I...
I hid my true condition.
Odo... I've known all along.
But it's not over.
Julian's probably working on a cure right now.
Shh, shh. Nerys, Nerys, don't.
Just...
stay here... with me.
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