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: Everyone - this is Keevan. We're gonna trade him for Ishka. Rom
: Hi. I'm Rom. This is Nog, that's Brunt... Quark
: Rom! He doesn't care. Keevan
: Truer words have never been spoken. I'll advise you all to send final messages to your loved ones, and make sure your wills are in order. Rom
: Why? Keevan
: Because the moment we leave the station you'll have signed your death warrants. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to take a nap.
[the other Ferengi have found out that Quark lied to them about the reward
: I come here, risk my life, and for what? You've had this coming for a long time, cousin!
[Gaila fires a phaser at Quark and instead hits Keevan, their hostage
: I hate Ferengi.
[Keevan is trying to escape in the Ferengi ship
: Going someplace? Keevan
: Apparently not. I couldn't get the impulse engines online. Quark
: That's because I had Rom disengage the induction matrix. Keevan
: Then why did you bother chasing me? Quark
: Because sometimes my brother gets things wrong.
: In a half-hour, we'll have Moogie back and we can all go home.
[everyone sighs with relief
: Home - to the torrential rains of Ferenginar. Brunt
: You know what I miss most? The rotting vegetation. Quark
: Yep. Rom
: And the dampness. Leck
: Oh, to stand once more in those rivers of muck. Keevan
: Oh, I only wish I could be there with you.
: [to Keevan
] You don't seem to be too happy at the prospect of rejoining your people. Keevan
: Believe me when I tell you I have nothing to be happy about. Vorta are supposed to commit suicide when they're captured. I failed to follow that rather harsh policy. Rom
: They're going to execute you? Keevan
: After what is surely going to be a most unpleasant debriefing.
: That's a communication system. It needs repair, but I'm willing to bet that you brought one of those famed Starfleet engineers who can turn rocks into replicators.
: Once you've taken care of the Jem'Hadar, I'll give you the com-system, and surrender to you as a prisoner of war. Doctor Bashir
: And you spend the war resting comfortably as a Starfleet PoW, while your own men lie rotting on this planet? Keevan
: I see we understand each other.
[Bashir is about to operate on Keevan, when the Jem'Hadar encircle him very closely
] Doctor Bashir
: I am a doctor. I'm not gonna harm him. Keevan
: They're not here to protect me. They've just never seen what the inside of a Vorta looks like.
: You know, Captain, if I'd had just two more vials of white - you never would have had a chance.