Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

Dabo!

Quark!

Oh... not now, Odo.

- We have to talk. - It'll have to wait.

It can't wait.

Of course not.

Make it fast.

I have business to attend to.

You remember that Subytt freighter

we were discussing the other day --

the one you claimed was smuggling

defective isolinear rods to Bajor?

Yes, yes. What about it?

Well, I conducted a little investigation of that freighter,

and do you know what I discovered?

That I was telling the truth.

That's right.

I arrested the First Officer and two of the crew.

Congratulations, Constable.

I knew you could do it.

Now, if you don't mind, I am needed upstairs.

Hold on.

I'm not finished with you.

Oh, really, Odo?

Sometimes I think there's no pleasing you.

I help you crack a notorious smuggling ring,

and yet you still insist on treating me like the enemy?

You are the enemy.

Then how do you explain

my helping you?

That's just it.

I can't explain it.

It's simple, really.

I figured we've been at each others' throats long enough.

It's time we called a truce.

Truce?

You must be joking.

Ask the Subytt First Officer

if I'm joking.

From now on, you and I are going to be friends.

You're up to something.

Why would you say that?

Because you're always up to something.

I can see this is going to take time,

but eventually you'll learn to trust me.

Hmm, hmm.

That'll be the day.

I don't think I can remember Odo ever looking so... perplexed.

He's not alone.

Those Subytt smugglers were a potential source of great profit.

Must I quote you the 76th Rule of Acquisition?

The 76th...

"Every once in a while, declare peace.

It confuses the hell out of your enemies."

Hi, Quark.

How are your lobes?

Tingling at the sight of you.

What'll it be, hmm?

Another black hole?

No, I don't have time.

My ship's about to pull out.

Do you know of anyone going to Bajor?

Ships go back and forth from there all the time.

Why?

I promised someone I'd deliver this for them.

Doesn't look like I'm going to get there this trip.

It's an earring.

I know it's an earring.

It was given to me by a maintenance worker

on Cardassia IV.

Are you saying a Cardassian gave you a Bajoran earring?

He asked me to take it to Bajor.

Said whoever I showed it to would understand.

He said that?

Well, this is a Bajoran station, isn't it?

Mm-hmm.

Well, there must be someone here

who would know what to do with it.

Oh, there is.

Who?

Me.

Come in.

Surprise.

What do you want?

I always wondered what your quarters looked like.

That better not be your only reason for being here.

You don't entertain much, do you?

Oh, I entertain a lot --

I just don't entertain you.

Let me guess.

The bedroom.

You take one step in here and I promise you it'll be your last.

It could be worth it.

You've got five seconds to tell me what you want.

Aren't you going to offer me a beverage?

Five... four...

Can we at least sit down?

Three, two, one.

Wait!

I brought you something.

Where did you get that?

Is it valuable?

I said where did you get it?

From a Boslic Freighter Captain.

She got it from a Cardassian.

- Where? - On Cardassia IV.

That's what she told me, anyway.

Consider it a gift!

Hey, Dad, wait up.

You got a minute?

For you, absolutely.

I've got some great news.

- You passed your algebra test. - Better than that.

You learned how to hit Bob Gibson's fastball.

No, even better.

Better than hitting Gibson's fastball?

This I want to hear.

You remember that Bajoran girl I told you about?

The one with the beautiful smile?

That's right -- Laira.

I decided to ask her out.

Well, good for you.

And now you've come to the old man for advice on what to say to her.

- Dad, I al... - The main thing is

you can't be afraid of rejection.

Dad, I already asked her out, and she said yes.

She did? That's wonderful.

I was just wondering if you had any ideas on what we could do.

I was thinking of taking her to the holosuites.

The holosuites? I don't think so.

Why not?

Because you're too young to take a girl to the holosuites.

Okay, then how about if I take her to our quarters?

Oh, no, no. No quarters.

We're just going to talk.

Talk in public.

It's not the same.

You want to talk?

Take her upstairs.

And that way you can talk and watch the ships go through the wormhole.

- That's boring. - Since when?

Since I started going out with girls.

This is your first date.

And I don't want it to be my last.

Commander, I need to speak with you.

One moment, Major.

I can see you're not ready to have this conversation yet.

I'm not ready?

I'll just have to come up with a few ideas on my own.

Really, don't worry about it.

Who's worried?

Commander?

Join me, Major.

One raktajino with a jacarine peel.

Nothing for me.

One icoberry torte.

So... Major...

what can I do for you?

I need to borrow a runabout.

For what?

You really don't want to ask me that.

It's too late. I already asked.

You don't want to know the answer.

Major, I can't loan you a Starfleet runabout

without knowing where you plan on taking it.

To Cardassia IV to rescue a Bajoran prisoner of war.

You're right.

I wish you hadn't told me.

This earring was recently smuggled off the planet.

Do you see this?

That is the insignia of Li Nalas.

- The resistance leader? - The greatest we ever had.

His victory over Gul Zarale in hand-to-hand combat...

Major, I have already heard the story.

Wasn't he reported killed in action?

His body was never found.

Look, Commander, I wouldn't be asking you this

if I thought there was any other way to rescue Li.

But Bajoran ships just don't have the maneuverability

or the defensive capabilities

to get me safely in and out of Cardassian territory.

You're sure this is genuine?

Dax found dermal residue on the backing.

A genetic analysis matched it to Li's DNA records.

It's genuine all right.

Have you told the provisional government?

I contacted three ministers.

Their response was exactly what I expected.

In other words,

they're unwilling to risk going to war with Cardassia over an earring.

I can't say I blame them.

Commander, you and I both know the provisional government

is made up of political opportunists,

too busy fighting amongst themselves

to care what happens to Bajor.

Since the loss of the Kai,

the situation has only gone from bad to worse.

There are reports of factional fighting in half a dozen districts.

Religious riots have spread throughout the southern islands.

Bajor needs a leader --