Star Trek: Deep Space Nine (1993–1999): Season 7, Episode 21 - When It Rains... - full transcript

We stumbled on it
by accident.

At Chin'toka,
our entire fleet was disabled

when the Breen engaged
their energy-dampening weapon.

311 ships, Federation, Romulan,
and Klingon, all lost power.

But one didn't -
a bird-of-prey called the Ki'tang.

- What was different about the Ki'tang?
- We're not sure.

Just prior to the engagement, their chief
engineer adjusted the tritium intermix

to compensate
for a warp core problem.

I've ordered every Klingon ship
to adjust its reactor the same way.

Our vessels are of a different design.

Can this technique
be adapted for them?



Unfortunately, no. Your ships
are still vulnerable, and so are ours.

I've sent all we know
to the Romulan Ministry of Science

and to Starfleet Engineering.

But it will be a while before
they can find a way to protect our ships.

Thank you, Mr O'Brien.

Gentlemen,
it seems as if the Klingon fleet

is the only thing standing
between us and the Dominion.

What have we come to?

By tomorrow, we'll have 1,500
Klingon vessels ready for deployment.

With the Breen, Cardassians and
Jem'Hadar you're still outnumbered 20 to 1.

I'm aware of that, General.

The Klingons can't go head-to-head
with the Dominion.

But they could keep them distracted.

We'll operate in small groups,
going in under cloak,



engaging the enemy
and provoking them into pursuit.

With luck, they'll prevent the Dominion
from launching an offensive.

- They can't keep them at bay forever.
- No, they can't.

But we're not the only ones
the Dominion has to contend with.

- Damar's resistance movement.
- What's left of them.

Half his troops were killed
in the Rondac assault.

They may have failed but their attack
sent a message to Cardassians.

If the rebels show them that they can
succeed, their support will grow.

Does the rebellion
have a chance of succeeding?

Yes,
but they must adjust their tactics -

concentrate on
small-scale hit-and-run attacks,

sabotaging key facilities.

Does Damar have any experience
waging that kind of campaign?

No, he doesn't.

Which is why we need to
send him someone who does.

You want me to go behind enemy lines
to teach Cardassians

how to be resistance fighters?

I'm aware of the irony. The tactics you
used to drive the Cardassians off Bajor

are exactly what this situation calls for.

But to work with Damar?

When he killed Ziyal,
he murdered an innocent girl.

You'll have to put
your personal feelings aside.

Whether you like Damar or not
is irrelevant. We need him.

The Dominion knows they have to stop
his rebellion before it spreads.

It's your job to make sure they don't.
It's as simple as that.

Yes, sir.

I understand Damar and his men went
into hiding after the Rondac attack.

- Any idea how we can locate them?
- Talk to Mr Garak about that.

- Garak?
- He still has contacts on Cardassia.

If I were you, I'd ask him to join
your team. He may be useful.

Damar and Garak.
It should be an interesting mission.

It's difficult to keep a supply of synthetic
organs in hand in a battlefield situation.

You never know how many livers
you will need.

Or how many hearts.

I can imagine.

But what does that have to do with me?

The Holy Grail of organ replacement
is to find a way to inject patients

with tissue that can become
whatever organ is needed.

Doctor, get to the point.

I need to borrow a cup of goo.

Excuse me?

Please? I'll give it back.

I must study your morphogenic matrix
to synthesise organic tissue

that can change form.

To use for organ replacement.

Exactly.

Can't you just scan me or something?

I need a sample. It's for a good cause.

All right, Doctor.

Just a tad more.

Thank you.

I'll want that back when Kira and I
return from our mission.

- You're going with her?
- She thought I might be useful.

- When do you leave?
- As soon as Garak locates Damar.

I'm very concerned.
It's not like Solbor to disappear this way.

Do whatever it takes to find him.

Yes, Eminence.

Well done. I almost believed you myself.

How like a Cardassian to find
amusement in an old man's death.

You don't know
how much I regret having to kill him.

He was going to expose us.

No one can be allowed
to stand in our way.

- Remember your place, Dukat.
- I thought my place was in your bed.

That was before
I knew who you were.

I'm not the same man
I was during the occupation.

- The Pah-wraiths have changed me.
- But they can't change what you did.

Do you think I could let myself
be touched by a man

whose hands are stained
with the blood of my people?

When we release the Pah-wraiths
from the fire caves,

your hands will be stained as well.

The Pah-wraiths
will spare those who are worthy.

The rest are of no consequence.

You've been studying that for days.
Perhaps I could help?

The text of the Kosst Amojan
is for my eyes alone.

Have you learned what we have to do
to release the Pah-wraiths?

Only that it's not a simple matter.

Leave me.
I've had enough of your distractions.

- When is Gowron's ship due to arrive?
- In the morning.

Martok seems nervous
about the ceremony.

Chancellor Gowron
is travelling from Kronos

to induct him into the Order of Kahless.
I'd be nervous too.

Come in.

Good news.
Garak was able to contact Damar.

He provided us with his location
and requested immediate assistance.

- I'd like to depart first thing tomorrow.
- By all means.

- There is one other thing.
- Yes?

Damar expressed concern when told
that Kira would be leading this mission.

If he wants to defeat the Dominion
he'll have to put his feelings aside.

He's willing to do that.
He knows the value of your skills.

Damar is concerned that his men
will see your uniform as an affront.

We Cardassians are a proud people.

Losing Bajor to a ragtag band
of terrorists, no offence,

was a humiliation.

Simply put, taking on
a Bajoran officer as an advisor

would undermine his authority.

Sorry, Colonel.
We need someone else for the mission.

No, sir.

Colonel Kira is the
best person for the job.

There's another way
around this problem.

Will it make a difference
to the Cardassians

that you've been given a Starfleet
commission? You're still a Bajoran.

With authority to speak
for the Federation.

You'll have to do something
about your uniform as well?

I was afraid you were going to say that.

- Well?
- It's a little drab.

It's how I appeared
when I worked for the Cardassians.

It should put them at ease, anyway.

I wonder if Dr Bashir could
help us with that nose of yours?

I'm only willing to go so far.

Damar's men will have to get used
to the idea of having me around.

They'll tolerate you. To a point.

If I were you, I'd watch my back.

See you in the morning.

- You see the problem.
- Food supplies are low.

We need to cut back on rations
until we get replicators.

- I told Garak to bring some.
- Federation food replicators?

We're in no position to turn down help.

Taking help from the Federation
is bad enough,

but having to take it
from that Bajoran terrorist.

Kira Nerys has certain skills
she's willing to teach us.

Skills we need to defeat the Dominion.

When we were stationed on Terok Nor,

you spent hours telling me
how much you despised her.

I did hate her. But that's a luxury I can
no longer afford and neither can you.

I need your support in this, my friend.

General. Mr Worf.

Welcome to Deep Space 9,
Chancellor.

It's been too long, Captain.

- You know Admiral Ross.
- We met at Khitomer.

Admiral. Of course.

Martok! The man I came to honour!

- The son of Mogh.
- Chancellor.

They say
you've made him part of your House.

It's true.

Then what is past is past.

If Martok considers you his brother,
that's all I need to know!

I brought a barrel of bloodwine
and it must be drunk tonight!

I guess we're not invited.

I tracked her down to Quark's and said,
"Ezri, why are you avoiding me?"

She was going to answer
when I got called away.

I haven't noticed her avoiding you.
You're sure you're not imagining it?

- Our paths haven't crossed in days.
- It's a big station.

The truth is
you want to spend time with her,

so it seems that she's never around.

There's something going on
and I'm going to find out what it is.

I told her I want to discuss
her last medical exam results.

- Isn't that unethical, or something?
- Well...

- Is that Odo?
- Part of him, anyway.

Never mind, I don't want to know.

Computer,
begin a morphogenic enzyme analysis.

- Hi.
- Ezri.

- You wanted to see me?
- Yes. Come in.

It was good running into you.
I haven't seen you in days.

So...

- Something about my test results?
- Of course. Here it is.

You know, we never finished
our conversation the other day.

- Our conversation?
- Yes, in Quark's.

You were telling me
why you were avoiding me.

I guess now is as good a time as any.

It goes back to when Worf and I
were held prisoner by the Breen.

- We spent a lot of time together.
- Naturally.

You can imagine that it would
bring up all sorts of old feelings.

- Sure.
- Well, one thing led to another...

Ezri, you don't have to say any more.

- But I want to.
- No, really.

I wish you both
all the happiness in the world.

- Who?
- You and Worf.

- Julian, that's not...
- There's no need to explain.

You don't understand.
I'm telling you that I'm in love with...

Oh, my God.

Julian, what's wrong?

I was running a scan on your sample,
when I noticed something unusual.

Unusual in what way?

The disease that's killing
your people. You're infected.

My guess is it happened when you
linked with the female shape-shifter.

Are you sure about this?
He doesn't have any symptoms.

So far.
The virus is replicating quickly.

Symptoms may start to surface soon.

- We must get you back to the station.
- No.

- I intend to accomplish this mission.
- Odo.

It's all right.
At this point there's not much I can do.

- I feel confident that'll change.
- What do you mean?

I'm running tests on your sample.

I've asked Starfleet to send the test
results they ran on you a few years ago.

By comparing results,
I may figure out how the virus works.

- That may lead to a cure.
- Thank you, Julian.

We should be crossing
into Dominion space in a few minutes.

I'll start scanning for enemy patrols.

What have you been keeping
from me, my sweet?

What dark secrets?

Aargh!

- Dukat?
- Adami, help me!

- You fool!
- I can't see.

I warned you, the text of the
Kosst Amojan is for my eyes alone.

Today we honour our brother, Martok,

in the manner Kahless taught us.

I accept this honour
in the name of the House of Martok.

And I ask only to be allowed
to continue to serve the Empire.

Martok! Martok!

We're next.

- You're kidding?
- I wish I were.

- You have done well.
- Thank you for the help, my friend.

- It still stings.
- That's what the bloodwine is for.

Congratulations, General.

Martok! How does it feel to be
the most famous warrior in the Empire?

I am grateful
for the opportunity to serve.

And you've served well, but have borne
the burden of this war for a long time.

I do it gladly. And I'll keep fighting
until victory is ours.

No, my friend. I can't ask you
to carry this weight forever.

It's time for me
to take a more active role in this war.

As of today, I'm assuming
direct command of our forces.

Chancellor, I don't understand.

Are you unsatisfied with the way
I've performed my duties?

Would I have given you the Star
of Kahless if I wasn't satisfied?

Be happy. You're a warrior again.

No more meetings,
no more reports to file.

You'll be out there,
savouring the heat of battle. I envy you.

I intend to see an end to this war,
and soon.

The Dominion will rue the day
they heard my name!

I don't want to talk
to Lieutenant Douglas.

I've already talked to him!
I need a copy of these test results.

My patient's life is at stake.

I wish I could help, but as I said,
the files you requested are classified.

Why would Odo's medical records
be classified?

- They are. That's all I know.
- I want to talk to your supervisor.

You did. Lieutenant Douglas.

Then I want to
speak to her supervisor, Ensign!

I'll patch you through,
but he'll tell you the same thing.

- Commander Hilliard here.
- Commander.

I was hoping
you could sort out this situation.

I realise that the files are classified.

But I was hoping you would understand
the need for expediency.

Of course. You wouldn't mind
answering a few questions.

Of course not, if it's necessary.

You've requested security chief Odo's
medical records from stardate...

49419, sir.

You state that he has contracted
the morphogenic virus.

- Correct.
- How did he contract it?

Presumably when he linked
with one of them, sir.

- He's been in contact with the enemy?
- Not recently. It was over a year ago.

I assume you've done your own
scans of Odo over the years?

- Of course.
- Then why do you need ours?

To use as a comparison,
in the hopes of finding a cure, sir.

- A cure?
- That's right.

- Is there anything else, sir?
- No, that pretty much covers it.

Good. So when can I expect
to receive a copy of these files?

Those files are classified.

I thought you asked me these questions
in order to clear me.

I can't release those files
to anyone without Sigma 9 clearance.

I don't give a damn
about Sigma 9 clearance!

All I care about
is finding a cure for this disease.

Why are so keen to cure a disease
that infects our enemy?

- We're at war, Doctor.
- Odo's life is at stake!

Odo, who has been known
to consort with the enemy.

Sir, you have to understand
the circumstances.

I don't care about circumstances.
A cure could fall into Dominion hands.

That's a risk that Starfleet Medical
will not take.

Request for the files is denied.
If I were you, I'd drop this matter.

Otherwise,
I'll have to refer to Starfleet Security.

Sounds like a typical bureaucrat
flexing his muscles.

He practically accused me
of being a traitor.

He made it sound like
I was in league with the Dominion.

Maybe the attack on Starfleet
Headquarters has them spooked.

Guys like Hilliard are used to sitting
behind their desks, not under them.

If only I could get hold of that file.
Maybe the captain can request it?

- Does he have Sigma 9 clearance?
- For Odo's sake, we better hope so.

Welcome to the headquarters
of the Cardassian Liberation Front.

- It's been a long time.
- Yes, it has.

Did you bring the supplies?

Food replicators, weapons.
Everything you asked for.

Excellent. The Cardassian people won't
forget the Federation's generosity.

How nice. And now that
the formalities are over with,

let's try to remember that our enemy
is the Dominion, and not each other.

I don't need to be reminded
of who my enemies are.

A resistance organisation
is structured into cells,

autonomous groups of 10 or 20 people.

That way if anyone gets captured,

their ability to compromise
the organisation is limited.

They can't be forced
to name names they don't know.

The Obsidian Order
worked the same way.

We have to decentralise. Having
your men in one place is too risky.

If we scatter our resources,
we won't be able to defend ourselves.

Stay in one place and they can wipe out
your entire movement in one attack.

Smaller groups are safer.
They're harder to track down.

I'll have my men investigate
locations for other bases.

Good.

Odo and Garak
looked over your intelligence reports

and have listed
vulnerable facilities for us to target.

The weapons depot on Adarak Prime
is protected by only a single garrison,

and there's a weakness
in their perimeter defences.

A small group
could infiltrate the compound and...

Adarak Prime
is defended by a Cardassian garrison.

- That's correct.
- You expect us to attack Cardassians?

- If necessary, yes.
- That's out of the question.

I agree. We'll limit ourselves to targets
defended by the Jem'Hadar and Breen.

Believe me,
I understand how you feel.

During the occupation,

I didn't want to attack facilities where
Bajorans were working. But I did.

Because they were collaborators.
They were working with the enemy.

We're not Bajorans.
We don't kill our own.

Then you might as well give up now.

Because the minute the Dominion knows
you will not attack your own people,

they'll station Cardassians
at every base they have.

She's right. The Founders won't
hesitate to play your own against you.

Anyone who isn't fighting with you,
is fighting against you.

You were saying the Adarak
perimeter defences are vulnerable.

- Damar.
- Not another word, Rusot.

Continue.

We need to disable

- the garrison's security protocols.
- I believe that's where I step in.

I'd love to have seen Hilliard's face when
he knew Sisko has Sigma 9 clearance.

So is the file worth
all the trouble you had to go through?

There's more data than I expected.
Starfleet Medical were thorough.

By the way,
what happened with Ezri?

- Don't ask.
- Go on.

- She got involved with Worf.
- What?

- She told you that?
- Not in so many words.

Julian,
I had a drink with Worf the other day.

He told me they are just friends.
You must have misunderstood her.

I suppose it's possible.
She never came out and said it.

Did you find out
why she's been avoiding you?

No.

That's odd. The dispersal pattern
in this resonance scan.

- I've seen it before.
- What do you mean?

When I started here, I had to familiarise
myself with Odo's physiology.

Dr Mora shared his data with me.

This looks like a scan he did
when he first found Odo.

Are you sure?

I saw it with my own eyes
not seven years ago.

You really are genetically enhanced.

This scan was done
when Odo was at Starfleet Medical.

Two different scans can't have
exactly the same dispersal patterns?

It's impossible.

Someone took Mora's results and built
a phony medical workup around them.

This isn't Odo's file.
They sent a fake.

I can't believe Starfleet Medical would
make a fake file just to throw you off.

You're right. It isn't something
Starfleet Medical would do.

- Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
- Section 31.

They will do whatever
it takes to protect the Federation

and wouldn't blink at doing this.

They don't want me to find a cure.

They're afraid
the Founders will get hold of it.

To keep that from happening
they're willing to let Odo die.

He gives me a medal, then takes over
my command. It makes no sense!

Our people have come to see you
as the saviour of the Empire.

Gowron cannot tolerate that.
He wants to be its saviour.

Is he afraid
I'll challenge his position?

I have no interest in politics.
I'm a soldier.

By the hand of Kahless.
I've earned my position,

I've risen through the ranks and fought
countless battles. What has he done?

Schemed and plotted his way to power.

His military experience is limited.
He is not half the tactician you are.

Many brave warriors
have given their lives in this war.

Whatever Gowron's motives are,

it's our duty
to help him defeat the Dominion.

We owe it to our fallen comrades.

I am honoured
to be part of your House.

Well...

I'd better gather my things.

This office belongs to Gowron now.

- How's the food?
- Replicated.

- Are you going to ask him or not?
- I wouldn't recommend it.

It's a legitimate question, Garak.

I don't think it's a subject for discussion
if we're meant to be getting along.

Well, if you won't ask him, I will.

Odo,

when you were the head
of security on Terok Nor,

what did you think would happen to the
Bajoran prisoners that you arrested?

- You don't have to answer that.
- Why not? It's a legitimate question.

- If you want to provoke an argument.
- Just as I said.

I expected that my prisoners...

would be dealt with justly,

but I soon came to realise
that Cardassians...

have little interest in justice.

Ah.

Then why didn't
you resign in protest?

- What are you getting at?
- Nerys, don't.

I believe you struck a nerve.

Commander Kira
doesn't like to be reminded

that her lover
collaborated with her enemies.

Odo was not a collaborator.

That depends on your
definition of "collaborator".

- Nerys, it isn't worth it.
- Odo's right, Commander.

I guess we have a difference of opinion.

- You don't know how lucky you are.
- Why's that?

- She'd have killed you.
- I only wish she had tried.

I'm glad we're in agreement.

You want to knock over
some supplies, be my guest.

You did the right thing, Nerys.
The Dominion is our enemy, not Rusot.

I don't need you to remind me of that.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's just... It's just so hot in here.

- Cardassians do love the heat.
- I don't.

I'm going to see
if I can find a cooling unit.

- I'll come with you.
- It's all right.

- I promise I won't hit anyone.
- I'll hold you to that.

- You're not going to believe this.
- Believe what?

Damar had a cooling unit
waiting for us.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

I was worried that you might
have had another run-in with Rusot.

Don't worry,
I'm going to keep a cool head.

Assuming I can get this thing to work.

Adami, are you there?

I'm here.

I spoke with the doctor. She said she
can find nothing wrong with your eyes.

Then she's incompetent!

A Cardassian doctor
would have cured me by now.

You still don't understand, do you?

The Pah-wraiths have taken your sight
in punishment for your arrogance.

- Only they can give it back to you.
- I meant them no disrespect.

I wanted to study the book to see
if I could help you release them.

You wanted to see
if you could do it without me.

- You can't.
- Pray with me, Adami.

Help me earn
the Pah-wraiths' forgiveness.

You'll have to do that on your own.

Door.

Deputy Bodan will show you out.

Show me out? I don't understand.

You need a lesson in humility.
I'm going to see that you get it.

By putting me out on the street?

You'll find the Bajoran people
are very kind.

A blind beggar
will elicit their sympathies.

With any luck,
you'll earn enough to eat,

and perhaps even enough
for shelter each night.

You're not serious.

You may return
when you've proven yourself worthy

and your sight has been restored.

Bodan.

Adami, listen.

Adami!

Adami, listen to me, please! Adami!

You see. Enter!

Come in, come in.

I've been studying
the strategic situation.

- I want to share my thoughts with you.
- Of course.

Come.

The Dominion is deploying its fleet
in preparation for a final offensive.

They're destroying
our ships one by one.

We must hold until Federation
and Romulan fleets become operational.

No. Don't you see? That's exactly
what the enemy is expecting.

- The time to act is now.
- What are you proposing?

We're going on the offensive.
Starting tomorrow.

I'm sending sorties
deep into enemy territory

to strike at the heart of the Dominion!

We're barely holding the line as it is.

We need every ship
to defend the border.

What's wrong with you two.
We must seize the day!

- We're outnumbered twenty to one.
- What of it?

- We'll have the element of surprise.
- Chancellor, in my opinion we...

Did I ask your opinion?

Trust me, my friends.
I can see it all so clearly.

While our allies sit and do nothing,

the Klingon Empire will score
the final triumph over the Dominion.

We'll be the saviours
of the Alpha Quadrant.

The glory will be ours and ours alone.

Julian, if Section 31 is involved in this,
we should tell the captain.

We've been over this, Miles. He'll have
to report it to Starfleet Command.

31 will get wind of it and once
they realise we know the files were fake

they'll take steps
to make sure we don't find a cure.

I see your point.

- What steps do you think they'd take?
- Believe me, we don't want to find out.

- Excuse me, gentlemen.
- Is that coffee?

I figured you were working
on a way to help Odo.

- I thought this is the least I can do.
- How did you know Odo was ill?

- I hear things.
- Keep it under your hat, will you?

- Why?
- Just do it.

All right. Do you still want the coffee?

Odo would be touched
if he knew you were doing this.

- You're not going to tell him, are you?
- It'll be our little secret.

Good luck.

Here you go.

I'm trying to figure out
when Odo became infected.

I mapped the virus' life-cycle.

The computer will calculate
how long the virus took

to reach its present level
of concentration.

According to that,
Odo was infected over two years ago.

More than that. I don't understand.

I assumed it was when
he linked with the female shape-shifter.

Why hasn't he shown
any symptoms before?

Good question.

- Got it. Stardate 49419.
- Almost three years ago.

Wait a minute. 49419.

That's the day that
Odo was at Starfleet Medical.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

My God. No wonder Hilliard
wouldn't let me to see the file.

Section 31 must have created the virus,

infected Odo,
and used him as a carrier.

So that when he linked, he'd pass it on
and the entire race would be infected.

31 isn't just trying to
stop us from finding a cure,

they are trying to cover up the fact
that they set out to commit genocide.

If they gave Odo this disease,
then they must have a cure.

We've have to find a way
to get our hands on that cure.

Before 31 gets their hands on us.