STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE "Sons and Daughters" #40510-526 Written by Bradley Thompson & David Weddle Directed by Jesus Trevino THE WRITING CREDITS MAY NOT BE FINAL AND SHOULD NOT BE USED FOR PUBLICITY OR ADVERTISING PURPOSES WITHOUT FIRST CHECKING WITH THE TELEVISION LEGAL DEPARTMENT. Copyright 1997 Paramount Pictures Corporation. All Rights Reserved. This script is not for publication or reproduction. No one is authorized to dispose of same. If lost or destroyed, please notify the Script Department. Return to Script Department FINAL DRAFT PARAMOUNT PICTURES CORPORATION July 11, 1997 STAR TREK: DS9 - "Sons and Daughters" - 07/11/97 - CAST STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE "Sons and Daughters" CAST SISKO ALEXANDER KIRA CH'TARGH ODO KATOGH BASHIR N'GAREN DAX DORAN QUARK KOTH O'BRIEN DAMAR WORF BRIDGE COM VOICE JAKE STARFLEET COM VOICE DUKAT ZIYAL MARTOK Non-Speaking Non-Speakinq N.D. SUPERNUMERARIES N.D. KLINGONS STAR TREK: DS9 - "Sons and Daughters" - 07/11/97 - SETS STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE "Sons and Daughters" SETS INTERIORS EXTERIORS DEEP SPACE NINE DEEP SPACE NINE (TEROK NOR) (TEROK NOR) DUKAT'S QUARTERS BIRD OF PREY KIRA'S QUARTERS KLINGON CONVOY QUARK'S ROTTARAN & JEM'HADAR SHIPS HABITAT RING CORRIDOR DOCKING RING CORRIDOR WARDROOM BIRD OF PREY BRIDGE CORRIDOR MESS HALL READY ROOM TRAINING ROOM WORF'S QUARTERS DS NINE - "Sons and Daughters" - 07/17/97 - PRONUNCIATION STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE "Sons and Daughters" PRONUNCIATION GUIDE BEKK BECK BREGIT BRAY-get CH'POK chi-POK (ryhmes with Reebok) CH'TARGH chih-TARG D'H TAHG dok-TOG DONATU doh-NAH-too DORAN doh-RAN DREX DRECKS GAGH GAKK GRAPOK GRAH-pok KAR'TAKIN kar-TAH-kin KATOGH KAY-tock LARNA LAR-nah MEK'LETH MECK-leth N'GAREN ing-GAR-en (with a very clipped front "I") NANE NANE (ryhmes with Main) NANPART MALOR NAN-part MAL-or NORPIN NOR-pin RAMUFTA rah-MOOF-tah ROTARRAN row-TAR-an ROZHENKO row-ZHEN-ko TANAS TAH-nahs TOKSU tonk-SOO TOPEK'S TOE-peck's TSE'DEK SAY-deck VALONNAN val-LOH-nan VORI'NAK VOR-nahk W'MAR wih-MAR DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - TEASER 1. STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE "Sons and Daughters" TEASER FADE IN: 1 INT. BIRD OF PREY - WORF'S QUARTERS - ON DAX A disheveled WORF has DAX pinned against the wall in the middle of a torrid kiss. SISKO'S COM VOICE Sisko to Dax. Worf touches her combadge for her. Dax comes up for air as Worf pulls her hand to his face and inhales the scent of her wrist. DAX Yes, Captain. SISKO'S COM VOICE We arrive at Starbase Three-seven- five in five minutes. DAX I'll meet you in the Transporter Room. Dax out. (to Worf) Now, that is what I call really bad timing. Worf nods agreement. DAX I'd better go. Instead, Dax pulls Worf to her and kisses him hard. Finally, they break apart. Dax crosses to the bed and sits, begins putting a few things into her duffel. Worf watches her while straightening his Starfleet uniform. WORF Jadzia, there is one more thing -- DAX (pained sigh) As long as it's not about the wedding. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - TEASER 2. 1 CONTINUED: WORF After we exchange vows, you must remember to present your d'h tahg to General Martok as a formal request that he accept you into his house. DAX But I don't want to join his house. WORF (shocked) What? DAX I don't want to get caught up in all those blood feuds. Every time a member of the House of Martok gets dishonored or killed, I'll have to drop whatever I'm doing and rush off on a quest for vengeance. It's boring, Worf. WORF (very upset) If you refuse, it will be a grave dishonor. Martok will never -- Dax takes hold of both his arms and looks him steadily in the eye. DAX Worf, I'm joking. WORF (making sure) Then you will join our house? DAX of course I will. WORF I can see that our lives together will not be easy. DAX True. But they will be fun. They kiss one last time. 2 EXT. SPACE - BIRD OF PREY (OPTICAL) It approaches Starbase 375. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - TEASER 3. 3 INT. BIRD OF PREY - BRIDGE GENERAL MARTOK sits in the command chair. SISKO stands beside him. O'BRIEN and BASHIR hang back at the rear of the bridge. CH'TARGH, a grizzled KLINGON veteran, mans the helm, and two N.D. Klingons monitor other critical stations. Other than that, the Bridge seems unusually empty. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - TEASER 4. 3 CONTINUED: 3 MARTOK This is General Martok of the I.K.S. Rotarran, requesting permission to dock. STARFLEET COM VOICE General, you're cleared for docking at Bay Eleven. 4 O'BRIEN AND BASHIR BASHIR (sotto) Thank God. O'BRIEN I never thought I'd miss Starfleet field rations. Give me some freeze-dried peaches, or powdered carrots, anything, as long as it isn't moving. BASHIR I don't mind the food. It's the singing... O'BRIEN (agreeing rapidly) ... till all hours of the night. BASHIR If I'd had to listen to one more ballad about the honored dead, I'd have gone stark raving mad. STARFLEET COM VOICE Captain Sisko, Admiral Ross requests that you and your senior staff beam to his conference room for debriefing immediately. SISKO Tell the admiral we're on our way. (to Martok) Once again, thank you for rescuing us, general. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - TEASER 5. 4 CONTINUED: MARTOK (stands with a grin) Try not to get too comfortable lounging around that starbase, we need you back in the fight. SISKO Are you a betting man, General? MARTOK One of my many pleasures. SISKO Then a barrel of bloodwine says that I'll set foot on Deep Space Nine before you do. MARTOK Done! Their forearms lock in an iron grip; the eyes of these two old veterans speaking volumes to each other. 4A EXT. SPACE - THE BIRD OF PREY (OPTICAL) (STOCK) The Rotarran and the Vor'nak rendezvous. 5 INT. BIRD OF PREY - MESS HALL Worf enters to find General Martok seated at one of the tables, eating a plate of gagh. WORF General, I've just received word. The reinforcements from the Vor'nak are here. MARTOK Good. Martok picks up a handful of serpent worms and grimaces. MARTOK Look at this. Barely moving. I'd give my good eye for a plate of fresh gagh... How many replacements? WORF Five. MARTOK Five? I requested fifteen. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - TEASER 6-7. 5 CONTINUED: WORF General Tanas could only send us five. Martok pushes the dish away, stands and winces; arches and rubs his lower back. MARTOK We keep falling back and the Dominion keeps pushing forward. I tell you, Worf, war is much more fun when you're winning. Defeats make my wounds ache. (rising) Ah, the replacements. FIVE KLINGONS are ENTERING the room. As they form a line, Martok and Worf exchange a look of disbelief. 6 THE REPLACEMENTS are TWO WHISKERLESS YOUTHS (ALEXANDER and KATOGH), TWO TEENAGED WOMEN (DORAN and N'GAREN) and a stoop- shouldered OLD MAN (KOTH). Martok sucks in his reservations, strides toward them. With each step he seems to grow taller and straighter. Worf remains several paces behind. MARTOK I am General Martok. Welcome to the Rotarran! May you prove worthy of this ship and bring honor to her name. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - TEASER 8. 6 CONTINUED: MARTOK (Cont'd) This is a glorious moment in the history of the Empire, a chapter that will be written with your blood. Fight well, and our people will sing your praises for a thousand years. Fail, and there will be no more songs, no more honor, no more Empire. Who among you hears the cry of the warrior calling you to glory? The Klingons raise their fists and emit a WARRIOR CRY. ALL K'plah! Worf steps forward and strides down their ranks for the roll call. WORF Who offers their life for the Empire? Each warrior answers in turn by stepping forward and announcing their name and house. N'GAREN N'Garen, daughter of Tse'Dek! 7 CLOSE ON WORF'S FACE as he scrutinizes each new warrior. KATOGH (O.S.) Katogh, son of Ch'Pok! KOTH (O.S.) Koth, son of Larna! 8 MARTOK eyes the troops with a challenging gaze. DORAN (O.S.) Doran, daughter of W'mar! Doran steps back as Worf reaches the last crewman -- A tall, thin, beardless young Klingon, Alexander, on the cusp of manhood. The recruit steps forward and salutes. ALEXANDER Alexander Rozhenko! Worf stands aghast, unable to believe what he sees. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - TEASER 9. 8 CONTINUED: WORF Alexander? Alexander stares past him with freeze-dried eyes and tightly pressed lips. Martok notices the emotional electricity crackling between the two. MARTOK Rozhenko? Of what house is Rozhenko? ALEXANDER Of no house, sir. My honor will be my own. The words sting Worf. Alexander stares straight ahead without expression. MARTOK Well, there will be much honor for the taking on this ship -- enough for all of you. I accept your lives into my hands. Glory to you, and to the Empire! Worf recovers his composure and addresses the ranks. WORF Yih-Ghom-HAH! (Dismissed!) The troops file out. As the DOOR CLANKS shut behind them, Martok sidles up to Worf, observing him carefully. MARTOK This Alexander Rozhenko -- you know him. Worf nods, staring at the door through which Alexander just disappeared. WORF He is my son. FADE OUT. END OF TEASER DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 10. ACT ONE FADE IN: (NOTE: Episode credits fall over opening scenes) 9 EXT. SPACE - TEROK NOR (OPTICAL) Establish the station. 10 INT. QUARK'S KIRA and ODO are conversing at an isolated table. At the dabo wheel, THREE N.D. Cardassians explode with RAUCOUS LAUGHTER. KIRA The next thing we need is a secure way to communicate with our contacts on Bajor. ODO (skeptically) The Cardassians are extremely adept at locating the source of any illicit subspace transmission. KIRA Then we'll have to be smarter than they are. JAKE ARRIVES at their table and takes a chair. JAKE Hi. Mind if I join you? ODO You already have. JAKE I want in. Kira and Odo exchange an apprehensive glance. ODO In on what? JAKE Your resistance cell. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 11. 10 CONTINUED: KIRA What cell? JAKE Come on, major. I have my sources. ODO (to Kira) How reassuring. JAKE I can help. ODO How? JAKE As a reporter I hear things. People talk to me. KIRA About what? JAKE Major, all I'm asking for is a chance. Kira glances at Odo, sighs. QUARK'S ARRIVAL takes them off the hook. QUARK It's time, major. KIRA (a burden) Already? QUARK Fourteen fifty-seven hours. The shuttle will be docking in three minutes. Resigned, Kira stands, immediately followed by Odo. KIRA (sarcastic) I better go. I wouldn't want to keep him waiting. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 12. 10 CONTINUED: (2) JAKE I see Gul Dukat's still having you meet him every time he returns to the station. ((off their look) Like I said, I hear things. QUARK (to Kira) Shouldn't you be wearing your dress uniform? (off her glare) You look lovely just the way you are. As Kira leaves, Jake turns to Odo. JAKE So, am I in or not? Odo sighs and walks away. Jake looks to Quark. QUARK You don't want to get involved in that, but, if you're looking for something to do, I could use another waiter... Jake slides back down into his chair and broods. 11 OMITTED DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 13. 12 INT. TEROK NOR - DOCKING RING CORRIDOR Kira stands before the airlock, struggling to keep her temper. It ROLLS OPEN. GUL DUKAT steps out and regards her with an expansive smile. DUKAT Major Kira, so good to see you again. GLINN DAMAR, Dukat's adjunct, steps out of the airlock and fixes a venomous gaze upon her. DAMAR You're out of uniform, Major. Bajorans could use a lesson in respect. (Note: Every time Damar says the word "Bajor," he does so with an unconscious sneer.) DUKAT Damar, please. This is a happy occasion. Let's not spoil it. Chastened, Damar glowers at Kira. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 14. 12 CONTINUED: DUKAT (to Kira) I have a surprise for you. Kira's about to launch a retort, but from behind the two men steps... 13 ZIYAL She runs into Kira's arms, hugs her. ZIYAL Nerys! I'm so glad to see you. Kira's dumbfounded by a flood of astonishment, joy and dismay. She glances at Dukat, who smiles guilelessly. KIRA Ziyal, what are you doing here? You're supposed to be on Bajor. DUKAT I talked her into taking a little sabbatical from the university. KIRA (immediately suspicious) You talked her into it? ZIYAL It didn't take much convincing. Why don't you and I have dinner tonight. I'll tell you all about it. KIRA (hoping to clear things up) All right. DUKAT Splendid! We'll dine in my quarters at twenty-two hundred. KIRA (caught off guard) Wait a minute? That's not what I -- But Ziyal reaches out to take her hands. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 15. 13 CONTINUED: ZIYAL I can't tell you how much I've missed you. DUKAT (O.S.) Come along, Ziyal. ZIYAL See you tonight! Ziyal rushes off to join her father. Kira stands there for a moment, realizing she's been suckered. 14 EXT. SPACE - BIRD OF PREY (OPTICAL) The Rotarran travels on impulse power. 15 INT. BIRD OF PREY - READY ROOM (VPB) Martok sits behind his desk, studying a computer screen. Worf ENTERS. WORF You sent for me, general. MARTOK (swivels toward him) Orders at last! We are to escort a convoy to Donatu Five. WORF The last three convoys sent there were destroyed by the Jem'Hadar. MARTOK Which is why this one must get through. WORF How many ships will form the escort? DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT.ONE 16. 15 CONTINUED: MARTOK The Rotarran is all the High Council can spare. (gleeful smile) A vital mission, impossible odds and a ruthless enemy. What more could we ask for? I tell you Worf, I feel young again. (hands Worf a PADD) Here is the briefing. Start battle drills immediately. Train them hard. WORF By the time we join the convoy, this crew will have the reflexes of a Norpin Falcon. MARTOK I expect nothing less. Worf turns to leave. Martok gazes curiously after him. MARTOK One moment, Worf. Worf stops, turns around. MARTOK (incredulous) We have shed blood together, escaped a Jem'Hadar prison together. You have pledged yourself and your life to my House -- yet in all this time, you have never mentioned that you had a son! WORF It is a... difficult subject to discuss. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 17. 15 CONTINUED: (2) MARTOK That much is obvious. Worf would just as soon leave now but Martok clearly expects more details. WORF (very uncomfortable Alexander and I were never... close. His mother was only half- Klingon and disdainful of our ways. MARTOK I see. You allowed her to raise the boy. WORF No, General. She was killed... (winces at the memory) ... when he was very young. He spent a short time with me aboard the Enterprise. After that, I sent him to live with my foster parents on Earth. MARTOK Why? WORF He -- showed no interest in becoming a warrior. It was difficult, but I learned to accept it and, in time, I encouraged him to follow his own path. MARTOK Then why has he joined the Klingon Defense Forces? WORF I do not know. I have not spoken with him. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 18. 15 CONTINUED: (3) Martok gets up, walks around the desk and places a paternal hand on Worf's shoulder. MARTOK (continuing) My friend, this is not good. When a father and son do not speak, it means there is trouble between them. Martok stares at Worf, waiting for him to elaborate. WORF (stiffly) I prefer to handle this in my own way. MARTOK (removes his hand) Then do so. Worf EXITS. Martok contemplates his first officer with a troubled expression. 16 INT. BIRD OF PREY - WORF'S QUARTERS Worf sits in a chair, eyes focused intently on a small silver-framed picture that he holds in his hand. 17 THE PICTURE Shows Worf and a much younger Alexander standing together on the Enterprise. (Established in "Way of the Warrior, Part One.") THE DOOR SIGNAL SOUNDS and Worf quickly sets the picture face-down on his table. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 19. 17 CONTINUED: WORF Come in. Alexander ENTERS with precise military correctness. ALEXANDER (dispassionately) Bekk (crewman) Alexander Rozhenko reporting as ordered, sir. WORF You have grown. ALEXANDER So I'm told. Worf tries another tack. WORF How are your grandparents? ALEXANDER Your parents were in good health when I last saw them. WORF (frustration showing) Do they know you are here? ALEXANDER They weren't happy about my decision, but when they realized I was determined to enlist, they supported me as they always have. Worf is acutely aware of the dig, but relentlessly attempts to be reasonable. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 20. 17 CONTINUED: (2) WORF I know we have not seen each other in some time. But let us talk as father and son. ALEXANDER I am not here to call you, "Father." I am here to serve the Empire. WORF Serving the Empire was not one of your priorities the last time we spoke. ALEXANDER (tinge of bitterness) As you say, that was some time ago. Worf takes another direct hit to the guilt. His jaw tightens. WORF Did you think enlisting would please me? ALEXANDER Pleasing you did not enter into my decision. With all due respect, does this conversation have any... (hesitating) uh... bearing on my duties aboard this ship? WORF (erupts) Stop pretending to be a warrior. We both know you do not belong here! Worf takes a breath to regain control of his temper. WORF (continuing) You have heard what I expect from the rest of the crew. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT ONE 21. 17 CONTINUED: (3) WORF (Cont'd) I will expect twice that from you. Do we understand each other? ALEXANDER Perfectly. Worf glares at his son for a moment, seething with frustration. This didn't go the way he wanted it to, not by a long shot. WORF You may go. Alexander executes a precise about face and EXITS. After the door closes, Worf picks the picture off the table and sags back in his chair. 18 CLOSE ON THE PICTURE It was long ago, and many regrets away. FADE OUT. END OF ACT ONE DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT TWO 22. ACT TWO FADE IN: 19 EXT. SPACE - TEROK NOR (OPTICAL) Re-establish the station. 20 INT. DUKAT'S QUARTERS - AFTERNOON An excited Ziyal is setting the dinner table with Dukat's finest crystal and flatware as the DOOR CHIME SOUNDS. ZIYAL Come in. The door opens, revealing an unhappy Kira. ZIYAL (surprised) Nerys. You're early... I just started the ramufta. Kira reluctantly crosses the room to the table. KIRA Ziyal, I'm not having dinner with you tonight. ZIYAL (crestfallen) Oh. Ziyal stops what she's doing, fingers the glass she was about to set on the table. ZIYAL It's because of my father, isn't it? KIRA That's right. Ziyal sets the glass down, gazes at the elegantly set table. ZIYAL I thought you might back out. I was hoping I was wrong. She straightens a salad fork. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT TWO 23. 20 CONTINUED: KIRA Ziyal, what are you doing back on the station? Ziyal moves toward the couch. Kira follows, deeply concerned. ZIYAL Please don't be upset with me. I know how hard you worked to arrange things for me on Bajor. I tried, I really tried. KIRA I'm not upset with you, just a little confused. Now tell me what happened. ZIYAL It wasn't any one thing. The students at the university, everybody was... polite. But I'd see them whispering in the hallways and staring at me. I'm the daughter of Gul Dukat. My father is leading a war against the Emissary of the Prophets. (shakes her head) I don't know what made me think I could fit in. Ziyal sinks heavily into the couch. Kira sits down next to her. ZIYAL This station is the closest thing to a home that I have. You're here. And my father is here. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT TWO 24. 20 CONTINUED: (2) KIRA And the last time you defied him, he left you here to die. ZIYAL We talked about that. He admits he overreacted, but family loyalty is important to my father and he felt I betrayed him. KIRA You betrayed him? I think it's the other way around. ZIYAL (won't back down) He misses me, Nerys. And I've missed him. Kira stands, walks toward the viewport. ZIYAL (continuing) I have to give him a chance. He's all I have, except for you. I was hoping you'd have dinner with us tonight because there's something special I wanted to share with both of you. (a beat) But I guess that's impossible. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT TWO 25. 20 CONTINUED: (3) Kira thinks for a moment, then starts for the door. Ziyal remains seated, dejected. Kira pauses and looks back. KIRA All right, I'll be here. But I can't guarantee it's going to be much fun. It takes a second for the good news to sink in. Ziyal leaps to her feet, ecstatic. Kira can't help but be touched by.the girl's reaction. ZIYAL I promise my father will behave. The hug continues, but Kira still has her doubts. 21 EXT. SPACE - BIRD OF PREY (OPTICAL) The Rotarran joins up with three Klingon transports. 22 INT. BIRD OF PREY - MESS HALL N.D. Klingons crowd the smoky hall, eating, drinking and swapping stories and harsh laughter. At the far end of the room... DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and.. " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT TWO 26. 23 ALEXANDER leaves food dispersal with his dinner and heads for an empty seat next to Ch'Targh. ALEXANDER Is this seat taken? 24 CH'TARGH Turns to see who would make such an un-Klingon remark. CH'TARGH Alexander Rozhenko. (carnivore's grin) We were holding it just for you. 25 ON THE TABLE - ALEXANDER'S POV The Klingons are all smiles. ALEXANDER I am honored. CH'TARGH (stands) The honor is ours. Ch'Targh pulls an empty chair out for him, wipes the seat with his glove. Several Klingons begin to snicker. CH'TARGH Please. Alexander takes the proffered chair and Ch'Targh sits down next to him. As Alexander sets his plate on the table, Ch'Targh inspects it and announces... CH'TARGH Bregit lung. An excellent choice. Like kids in a schoolyard, Klingons at other tables stop their conversations and eagerly turn to watch the sport. Ch'Targh reaches across several messmates to grab a dull metallic bottle, obsequiously uncaps it and offers it to Alexander. CH'TARGH Would you care for some grapok sauce? A few OUTRIGHT LAUGHS come from nearby, then quickly stop. Puzzled, Alexander looks over, then suspiciously regards Ch'Targh. ALEXANDER No thank you. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT TWO 27. 25 CONTINUED: CH'TARGH Oh, you must try some. It brings out the flavor. Ch'Targh empties half the bottle onto the plate. Alexander grabs the container. ALEXANDER That's enough. Ch'Targh continues to grin at him. CH'TARGH Some bloodwine to wash it down? N'Garen, sitting next to Ch'Targh, suppresses a guffaw. Alexander glares at her. ALEXANDER (to N'Garen) Why are you laughing? N'Garen can't keep a straight face. She just shakes her head. Before Alexander can react, Ch'Targh engages him again. CH'TARGH Or perhaps the son of our illustrious first officer would prefer an Earth beverage. A glass of root beer, with a lump of "ice cream?" This is too much for the Klingons. They fall off their chairs and pound the table, howling with laughter. ALEXANDER (rising anger) Are you mocking me? CH'TARGH Now why would I mock you, Son of Worf? ALEXANDER I am called Rozhenko. CH'TARGH (smile fading) I will call you whatever I please. And you will learn to like it. Alexander jumps to his feet, trembling with rage. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT TWO 28. 26 CH'TARGH - CLOSE - ALEXANDER'S POV His mocking face leers. CH'TARGH Does the son of Starfleet's finest think he is too good to eat with us? ALEXANDER No. Have some lung. Alexander heaves his plate of food into Ch'Targh's face. ROARS OF LAUGHTER echo through the hall. Alexander smiles. Enraged, Ch'Targh wipes the food from his face, rises to his full imposing height, and tosses his chair aside. CH'TARGH I do not like your smile. Perhaps I will cut you a new one. Shaking with fear, rage and adrenalin, Alexander draws his ceremonial dagger. Ch'Targh draws his own... 27 D'H TAHG Its secondary blades spring into place. 28 ALEXANDER AND CH'TARGH Circle each other slowly. Alexander is quicker, but Ch'Targh is grounded and moves with a grace unusual in a big man. The rest of the Klingons gather around to watch, egging them on. Alexander thrusts awkwardly, as if he might trip his own feet. Ch'Targh sidesteps languidly, like a cat, easily blocks the blow, and slams an elbow into Alexander's face that sends him reeling. Infuriated, Alexander recovers and attempts to rush the bigger man. Ch'Targh again avoids the thrust, delivers a nasty but superficial cut to Alexander's cheek and dumps the boy unceremoniously to the floor. CH'TARGH (to the others) He fights like a Ferengi. Ch'Targh pauses to enjoy the ensuing laugh as Alexander regains his feet. Ch'Targh's overconfidence provides an opening through which Alexander's dagger connects, nicking his upper arm before the veteran can pivot aside. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT TWO 29. 28 CONTINUED: CH'TARGH Shakk-TAH! Unnoticed by the crowd... 29 WORF ENTERS from the far end of the room. He peers through the chaos of shouts and waving arms, searching for the cause of the disturbance. He starts to shove his way through the wall of Klingons toward... 30 THE COMBATANTS Alexander attempts another slice at his tormentor, who avoids it and counters with a powerful hand-heel jab that sends Alexander flying back against the wall. Dazed by the impact... 31 ALEXANDER breathes heavily, his face bleeding, and tries to focus on... 32 CH'TARGH who approaches slowly. CH'TARGH Your combat training has been sadly neglected, little one. (flips the knife in his hand) I will teach you a new lesson... one you will not soon forget. Ch'Targh's fingers tighten on the handle of his d'h tahg. He steps forward to apply the blade, but... 33 A POWERFUL HAND GRIPS HIS KNIFE ARM It spins him around to face... 34 WORF his eyes blazing. WORF Enough! DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT TWO 30. 34 CONTINUED: Ch'Targh tries to wrench free, but can't. Worf backhands him with a closed fist and sends him sprawling over a table, cutlery clattering on the floor. Worf then turns to... 35 ALEXANDER who leans against the wall, panting, his face a mixture of humiliation and outrage. He wipes the blood from his face with the back of his sleeve. ALEXANDER (venomously) You had no right to interfere. 36 THE ONLOOKERS' FACES reflect the same sentiment. WORF (to the combatants) You will both report to the medical ward immediately. After they have finished with you, you will remain in quarters until your next watch. Alexander scowls, slips his dagger back into his scabbard, and stalks off. WORF The rest of you, back to your stations, now! The mob of resentful warriors departs. Ch'Targh picks himself up off the table, retrieves his weapon, then pauses before Worf. CH'TARGH Are you going to fight the Jem'Hadar for him as well? Worf's eyes flame, but he's in control. Ch'Targh EXITS. HOLD ON Worf's troubled expression as we... FADE OUT. END OF ACT TWO DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT THREE 31. ACT THREE FADE IN: 37 EXT. SPACE - TEROK NOR (OPTICAL) Re-establish the station. 38 INT. DUKAT'S QUARTERS - NIGHT - CLOSE ON DRAWING A well-executed minimalist monochrome ink brush evocation of a single alien flower pushing up out of barren rocks toward the sky. ZIYAL Vedek Nane taught me to focus intently on the image I wanted to evoke; to allow it to fully form in my mind before I even picked up the brush. REVEAL Ziyal seated between Dukat and Kira on the couch, showing them her work. Several other drawings are laid out on the coffee table. Kira is in her dress uniform, as is Dukat. ZIYAL (to Kira) Well, what do you think? KIRA (truly taken) They're... very good. ZIYAL (excited) You think so? KIRA It reminds me of Vedek Topek's early work. Ziyal steals a nervous glance at her father, who stares intently at the drawing. DUKAT How ironic. I was about to say that they're similar to the style of Nanpart Malor, the founder of the Valonnan school on Cardassia. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT THREE 32. 38 CONTINUED: ZIYAL The director of the Cardassian Institute of Art said the same thing. DUKAT (surprised) You spoke with the director? ZIYAL I sent him some of my drawings. DUKAT You should have told me. I could have arranged for you to see him in person. ZIYAL I know, but I wanted to do this on my own. He said I have a real gift. The Institute is having an exhibition of new artists next month and he might want to include my work. (a beat) It's a chance to show that both Bajorans and Cardassians look at the universe the same way. That's what I want to do with my work: Bring people together. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT THREE 33. 38 CONTINUED: (2) Ziyal stops herself, breathless, suddenly self- conscious. ZIYAL I guess it sounds a little silly. DUKAT (proudly) On the contrary my dear, you're quite eloquent. Ziyal isn't used to praise. It embarrasses her, so she changes the subject. ZIYAL Are you ready for dessert? Dukat nods. Ziyal looks expectantly at Kira. KIRA I'm not going anywhere. Ziyal SCAMPERS OFF, leaving Kira and Dukat alone on the couch. KIRA (astonished) I don't believe the change. I've never seen her so... DUKAT Happy? Neither have I, Major. KIRA She's finally found something, a talent, a direction. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT THREE 34. 38 CONTINUED: (3) They both lean over to review Ziyal's drawings, unconsciously sliding closer to each other. DUKAT I'm reluctant to admit it, but you were right to send her to Bajor. KIRA I'm glad it worked out. They suddenly notice how close they are to each other, then silently decide that tonight it's not an issue. Dukat leans back, crosses his legs and sips his drink. DUKAT We seldom see eye-to-eye Major, but I know you care about my daughter, and for that I am grateful. Kira can't allow herself to accept his gratitude and dodges the issue by examining the drawings. 39 EXT. SPACE - KLINGON CONVOY (OPTICAL) The Rotarran sweeps by the three cargo vessels in a reassurance pass, then CLOAKS. 40 INT. BIRD OF PREY - READY ROOM Martok sits at his desk, studying a PADD. Worf stands opposite him. MARTOK (nods, smiling) The response times are much better. Keep working them. (gestures to a chair) Sit. Worf takes a chair. Martok pours warnog for them both. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT THREE 35. 40 CONTINUED: MARTOK Two more days until we reach the Donatu System. We should be hearing from the Jem'Hadar soon. WORF Yes. Martok takes a healthy gulp from his mug, wipes his mouth with his forearm, and smacks his lips. MARTOK There's only one thing I hate about convoy duty. The waiting. After all these years, you'd think I'd be used to it. (lifts his mug, admires it) But nothing is better for breaking the tension than a tankard of warnog... except maybe a good brawl. Worf slowly lowers his own mug and looks at Martok, who takes another swig. WORF You heard about the fight in the Mess Hall. MARTOK (looks up) But not from my first officer. I lost him the moment his son stepped aboard this ship. WORF (sets his mug down) You think I acted improperly? MARTOK It is not easy to stand aside and watch someone injure your son. Worf looks at his refilled tankard but does not pick it up. WORF (grudging admission) Alexander was no match for Ch'Targh. He would have killed the boy. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT THREE 36. 40 CONTINUED: (2) MARTOK Ch'Targh might have cut him a little, maybe broken a few bones, but nothing more. You say Alexander never wanted to become a warrior. Clearly he has changed his mind. (a beat) You are his first officer. Teach him to survive. The Jem'Hadar will not be as forgiving as Ch'Targh. The GENERAL ALARM SOUNDS. BRIDGE COM VOICE (excited) Battle stations. Alert status one. Captain to the bridge. 41 INT. BIRD OF PREY - BRIDGE (OPTICAL) A mix of N.D. veterans and replacements work their consoles. Alexander runs the sensor array. Ch'Targh mans the helm. Martok and Worf storm onto the Bridge. MARTOK Report. ALEXANDER Jem'Hadar attack ship, bearing one- seven-zero mark zero-four-five. Estimate weapons range in twenty- two seconds. Martok takes the Captain's Chair, Worf stands at his side. MARTOK On screen. The viewscreen shows nothing but empty space. MARTOK (reacting) Where is it? DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT THREE 37. 41 CONTINUED: N'GAREN I have no target on my sensors. Switching to manual. WORF Reroute primary sensors to weapons control. ALEXANDER (works his panel) Aye, sir. (off his console) The Jem'Hadar has launched two torpedoes. WORF At us, or at the convoy? ALEXANDER At us, sir. Impact in ten seconds. MARTOK Drop cloak and raise shields. Evasive action. The crew frantically complies. The ship lurches as the inertial dampers catch up with the radical change in course. ALEXANDER Torpedoes still locked onto us. They will hit in four seconds. Three. MARTOK Brace for impact. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT THREE 38. 41 CONTINUED: (2) The crew tense themselves for the hit. ALEXANDER Two... one... Nothing. The crewmen look at each other in wonder. Worf has an idea, steps over to the science station and hits a control. He reads the result, turns to stare with disgust across the Bridge at Alexander. WORF Reinitialize primary sensors. ALEXANDER (works his console) Sensors reinitialized. The -- the Jem'Hadar ship is gone! WORF Of course it is gone. You forgot to erase the battle simulation program from the sensor display. 42 THE BRIDGE - ANOTHER ANGLE All heads turn toward Alexander, who stares sheepishly at his console, shoulders hunched. Martok and Worf exchange an exasperated glance. MARTOK (to the crew) Stand down from alert status. Resume course. Reactivate cloak. As the crew watches, Ch'Targh sits next to Alexander, turns and grins at him. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT THREE 39. 43 CONTINUED: CH'TARGH Keep a close watch. There may be more hostile simulation programs out there. He slams a rough hand down on Alexander's shoulder and emits a hearty laugh. 43 WORF decides something, starts across the Bridge toward his errant son. As he passes the Captain's chair, a gauntleted hand restrains him. WIDEN TO REVEAL Martok shaking his head. MARTOK (quietly) Wait. 43A THE BRIDGE Ch'Targh's laugh is picked up by the rest of the crew -- the tension broken by their full-throated roars. MARTOK (sotto to Worf) He will never make that mistake again. And it's better for us to be too ready than not ready enough. Ch'Targh grips Alexander's shoulder and gives him a playful shake. CH'TARGH (good-naturedly) At least you're keeping us on our toes. Martok joins in the laughter. Alexander manages an uneasy smile, then laughs himself. MARTOK You see, they have accepted him. WORF (grimly) They have accepted him as the ship's fool. FADE OUT. END OF ACT THREE DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 40. ACT FOUR FADE IN: 44 EXT. SPACE - TEROK NOR (OPTICAL) Re-establish the station. 45 INT. WARDROOM Dukat sits at the head of the conference table, before an audience of low grade N.D. Cardassian officials, one or two N.D. Bajorans and Kira. Half-empty glasses of kanar litter the table. Dukat leans back in his chair, fingertips pressed together, enthralled by the sound of his words. The weary expressions of his audience indicate this meeting has gone on for some time. DUKAT ... In closing, let me emphasize again that Cardassia's gift of fifteen industrial replicators to Bajor ushers in a new age of understanding and cooperation between our two peoples. Hand-in- hand, we will march into a new era of peace and prosperity as Dominion allies. Dukat indicates he has finished. The Cardassians tap their kanar glasses on the tabletop as a form of applause. The Bajorans still aren't convinced this is good news, but they join the applause. DUKAT Thank you. That will be all. Major Kira, may I have a word, please? As the N.D.s EXIT, Kira rises and comes over. DUKAT Have you heard? The Cardassian Institute of Art has decided to exhibit three of Ziyal's drawings. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 41. 45 CONTINUED: KIRA (lights up) Really? That's wonderful. She must be excited. DUKAT I'm hosting a celebration for her tonight in my quarters. I hope you'll join us. KIRA What time? DUKAT Twenty-one-thirty. Unless I'm unavoidably delayed. KIRA The busy life of an interstellar despot. DUKAT I prefer the term, "tyrant." Kira almost smiles. She's in a good mood and for once the banter with Dukat isn't so bad. DUKAT I was thinking of assigning Damar to escort Ziyal to the opening. KIRA Damar? You can't be serious. DUKAT He's a fine officer from a good family. KIRA He's a self-righteous sycophant who despises everything Bajoran. DUKAT I assure you, Major, Damar doesn't despise your people. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 42. 45 CONTINUED: (2) KIRA Then why does his upper lip curl every time he says the word "Bajor?" (imitates Damar, complete with sneer) "Bajorans could use a lesson in respect." DUKAT He does no such thing. Damar ENTERS behind her with a PADD. DAMAR Gul Dukat? DUKAT Ah, Damar... impeccable timing, as always. DAMAR (consults PADD) Sir, the Bajoran (sneer) delegation requests that the replicators be shipped by Bajoran (sneer) transports. Kira laughs outright. Damar abruptly stops, glowers at her. KIRA Thank you, Damar. That will be all. DUKAT (to Damar) You heard the major. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 43. 45 CONTINUED: (3) DAMAR (bewildered) Sir? DUKAT (fighting to keep control) We'll continue this discussion at another time. DAMAR (draws himself up) Very well. He executes a perfect about face and STRIDES FROM THE ROOM. DUKAT I believe I owe you an apology. You and... (sneering) ... the Bajoran people. Dukat's perfect Damar imitation causes them both to burst out laughing. It's a humorous warm moment between two old enemies, and for this brief instant it's almost possible to forget all that's happened between Kira and Dukat in the past. 46 OMITTED 47 INT. BIRD OF PREY - TRAINING ROOM (REDRESS MESS) A simple open space dedicated to honing hand-to-hand and edged weapon skills. Edged weapons rest in racks next to the bulkheads. An irritable Alexander stands with a bat'leth in his hands. Worf approaches him, holding a short Jem'Hadar polearm (first seen in "To The Death"). WORF This is a kar'takin, a weapon favored by the Jem'Hadar. (raises it) Defend yourself. Alexander snaps into a basic bat'leth stance. Worf winces and lowers his polearm. His disgust stings Alexander, who knows that expression only too well. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 43A. 47 CONTINUED: WORF That is not the proper grip. (reaches out to adjust Alexander's hands) Your thumbs must be opposed so that twisting motions will not -- DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 44. 47 CONTINUED: (2) ALEXANDER (jerks the sword away) I understand. Worf's temper flares, but he subdues it and raises his weapon. WORF Then proceed. Alexander begins circling, swinging the bat'leth from side to side. Worf holds position, tracks his son, then suddenly strikes. Alexander jerks his blade up to meet the blow. A METALLIC CLANG jolts his body. WORF (annoyed) No! Don't try to shove my blade away. Deflect it and use your momentum to counter. ALEXANDER I know! WORF Then do it. Worf swings the polearm again. Alexander involuntarily blocks exactly the same way and gets jarred dangerously off balance. WORF Don't try to fight force with force. You will lose every time. Worf swings again. Alexander counters. Worf hooks his blade and flips it out of his hands. WORF (withering) What did I tell you? Pick it up! Alexander shoots a murderous glance at his father and walks toward his fallen weapon. WORF If you had kept practicing what I taught you when you were a boy -- Alexander picks up his bat'leth and whirls on Worf without warning, unleashing a flurry of wild swipes and thrusts. Worf easily blocks them, stunned by the fanatic hostility on his son's face. Finally, Worf hooks the bat'leth blade and sends it flying again. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 45. 47 CONTINUED: (3) He uses the momentum to bring the blade of his polearm around to stop just inches from Alexander's throat. WORF (bewildered) What is wrong with you? Alexander tosses his bat'leth to the deck. ALEXANDER I knew it would be like this. Worf lowers his kar'takin. WORF Like what? ALEXANDER You must be pleased -- Alexander shoves himself toward Worf's Jem'Hadar blade, forcing his father to back up a step to avoid impaling his son. ALEXANDER (continuing) -- now you can tell me what a failure I am as a Klingon. WORF Alexander... Worf has to lower his blade or continue to be driven backward. ALEXANDER Or are you just going to send me away again? Bewildered by the verbal assaults of his son, Worf tries to regain his composure by resuming his mentor role. WORF We are not playing in holosuites, now. This is war. The Jem'Hadar will cut you to pieces. But Alexander couldn't care less. He has his father on the defensive and will not be derailed. ALEXANDER Then I will be dead. And you will be happy. Now leave me alone. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 46. 47 CONTINUED: (4) Worf looks into the eyes of his son, sees truth there. He slams the kar'takin to the deck, abruptly turns on his heel and EXITS, leaving Alexander shaken by his own audacity. He stares after his father, then picks up the bat'leth. 48 EXT. SPACE - TEROK NOR (OPTICAL) Re-establish the station. 49 INT. KIRA'S QUARTERS - NIGHT The DOOR CHIMES. KIRA Come in. The door opens on Damar, who carries a gift. KIRA (irritably) What do you want? DAMAR (distastefully) From Gul Dukat. For some reason he thought you would enjoy having me deliver it to you. KIRA (takes the package) What is it? DAMAR A gift for the party tonight. He DEPARTS. The doors close. Puzzled, Kira carries the package to a table in front of a mirror. She opens the box, withdraws an elegant and revealing silk evening dress. She holds the shimmering fabric in front of her, looks in the mirror, confronting her reflection. She doesn't like what she sees. She drops the dress back into the box as if it were a snake, a look of disgust on her face. KIRA What the hell am I doing? DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 47. 49A INT. HABITAT RING CORRIDOR (FORMERLY SCENE 67) An enraged Kira strides down the hall with Dukat's present in hand. She arrives at his door. Punches the chime. Waits, struggling to keep her temper. The DOOR OPENS, revealing Dukat, seated in an armchair, looking at one of Ziyal's drawings. DUKAT (stands) What a pleasant surprise. Come in, major. Kira steps inside... 49B INT. DUKAT'S QUARTERS (FORMERLY SCENE 68) She drops his present on the table. DUKAT (smoothly) You don't like the dress? KIRA The dress is fine. I don't like you. DUKAT Major, that's just not true. There's a bond between us. KIRA Only in your mind. You're an opportunistic, power-hungry dictator, and I want nothing to do with you. Dukat takes a moment before answering. DUKAT Ziyal would be so disappointed to hear you say that. KIRA She'll get over it. DUKAT Nerys, why don't we sit down and talk about it. Kira stares at Dukat. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/15/97 - ACT FOUR 47A-47B. 49B CONTINUED: KIRA No, we won't. She EXITS. After a beat, Ziyal appears from one of the rear rooms. ZIYAL Who was that? DUKAT (picks up the present) A delivery. (sudden idea) A little something for you to wear at the party tonight. Dukat stands and hands her the gift. Ziyal's face lights up as she opens it and pulls the dress from the box. ZIYAL It's beautiful! You can be so thoughtful. She smiles at her father, hugs him. DUKAT I try. 50 INT. BIRD OF PREY - TRAINING ROOM - NIGHT For the umpteenth time, a tired Alexander runs through a training exercise with his bat'leth. It looks like a cross between a manual of arms and some esoteric martial art. His movements are clumsy, even when he notices... 51 GENERAL MARTOK ENTERING from the opposite end of the room. Now self- conscious, Alexander restarts the exercise, immediately loses his balance... the bat'leth slips from his grip and CLANGS to the deck, narrowly missing his foot. Martok picks it up, weighs its heft in his hand. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 48. 51 CONTINUED: MARTOK Fine blade. Well balanced. But in the end, it is only as good as the warrior who wields it. ALEXANDER I need more practice. MARTOK Rest a moment. You look like you can use it. (a beat) Tell me, Alexander Rozhenko. Why are you on my ship? ALEXANDER (draws himself up) To serve the Empire, general. Disgusted, Martok replaces the bat'leth in the weapons rack. MARTOK That is a slogan, not an answer. Say what is in your heart. ALEXANDER Do you ask every new crewman this question? Martok's eyes glint with anger. He slowly approaches Alexander. MARTOK I have no need to. I look in their faces and I know why they're here. They are Klingon warriors. They have answered the call of Kahless. ALEXANDER So have I. MARTOK Lie to yourself if you must, but not to me. You do not hear the warriors' call. So I ask again, why are you here? ALEXANDER I'd rather not say. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 49. 51 CONTINUED: (2) MARTOK (temper flaring) What? Alexander knows he's on thin ice, but he wants to avoid answering the question. ALEXANDER It's a private matter. MARTOK You are as tight-lipped as your father. ALEXANDER (bitter) I am nothing like him. MARTOK (exploding) You are both stubborn, tiresome Qu'vatlh. The only difference is... I need him -- but I don't need you. ALEXANDER All I ask is a chance to prove myself. MARTOK I just gave you one. And you failed. Your father has requested that you be transferred off this ship. ALEXENDER He has no right! MARTOK He has every right -- both as your superior officer and as your father. (with finality) At twenty-three seventeen, you will transport to the cargo vessel Par'tok. Collect your gear. Now. Shocked and angry, Alexander, turns and walks out. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 50-51. 52 INT. BIRD OF PREY - MESS HALL - NIGHT Worf sits staring at an uneaten rokeg blood pie. He's taken by surprise as a Klingon dagger slams into the table next to the plate. He looks up to see the angry face of -- 52A ALEXANDER glaring down at him. 52B WORF stands, towering above his son. WORF (angrily) You are fortunate that I am your father. If you had challenged anyone else in this manner you would be dead right now. ALEXANDER If you want me off this ship you're going to have to kill me. WORF Do not tempt me. A beat. Worf forces himself to calm down. WORF I do not want to hurt you, Alexander. I want to help you. ALEXANDER By getting rid of me? All you've ever done my whole life is send me away. WORF I am a Klingon warrior. I lead a warrior's life. That is not the path for you -- you told me that yourself. And I have come to accept it. ALEXANDER How? By ignoring me? You call yourself my father but you haven't tried to see me or talk to me in five years. Worf freezes. Alexander's words have hit home. Worf realizes his son speaks a truth he hasn't ever faced. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FOUR 52. 52B CONTINUED: ALEXANDER I wasn't the kind of son you wanted so you pretended,that you had no son. (a beat; simply) You never accepted me. You abandoned me. As the full impact of these words hit Worf, the GENERAL ALARM SOUNDS. MARTOK'S COM VOICE Battle stations. Alert status one. Both men look at each other briefly, then spring toward the forward hatch. FADE OUT. END OF ACT FOUR DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 53. ACT FIVE FADE IN: 53 EXT. SPACE - ROTARRAN AND JEM'HADAR SHIPS (OPTICAL) The Bird of Prey takes several hits from a Jem'Hadar on its tail while savaging a second attack ship with disruptors. 54 INT. BIRD OF PREY - BRIDGE Hits shake the Bridge. The engineer lies slumped over his station. Other N.D. bodies are strewn at random. ALEXANDER Shields at sixty percent. MARTOK And the Jem'Hadar? ALEXANDER Which one, sir? WORF (annoyed) The one shooting at us! Alexander, his adrenalin pumping at warp ten, works the controls of the sensor array to come up with the answer. ALEXANDER His aft shields are down to... twenty-five, no twenty percent and he's losing anti-protons from his starboard nacelle. MARTOK Weapons, lock onto that nacelle. Fire at will. N'Garen is also hyped up, but she has it under control. N'GAREN Target locked! She works her console. Before she can fire, the ship takes another HIT. 55 ALEXANDER'S SENSOR PANEL BLOWS UP, knocking him out of his chair and gashing his face. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 54. 55 CONTINUED: N'GAREN We've lost target lock. Switching to manual. Worf glances over as Alexander picks himself up, shakes it off, and returns to his station. He surveys his cooked instruments, shakes his head. MARTOK (O.S.) Come to three-one-seven mark zero four five. Weapons, can you hit him? N'GAREN Negative. He's out of range. Alexander shifts to the engineering station, pulls the engineer's body from the console and reads the display. ALEXANDER (calls out) We've lost internal communications. Worf acknowledges with a nod, steps over to the science station. ALEXANDER MARTOK (O.S.) (after a beat) Helm, come to course There's plasma venting zero-two-zero mark two- from the primary two-seven. impulse injector on Deck Five. CH'TARGH (O.S.) Course laid in. MARTOK Worf. Get that plasma leak under control before we lose that entire deck! The ship ROCKS with another hit. Worf surveys the Bridge, looking for expendable bodies. Alexander turns to him. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 55. 55 CONTINUED: (2) ALEXANDER I can seal the leak. (points over to the smoking sensor console) I'm of no use to you here. 56 WORF looks into the face of his son. In a single moment of clarity, Worf sees... 57 ALEXANDER as a separate person whom he loves deeply, and may never see alive again. Worf's jaw tightens. Ch'targh breaks the moment. CH'TARGH I will go with him. It will take at least two of us to secure the injector before it explodes. WORF Go. Worf strides across the Bridge and takes the helm from Ch'Targh. Alexander and Ch'Targh EXIT. Worf grimly concentrates on his job. MARTOK Worf, put us off the Jem'Hadar's starboard quarter. Weapons, continue to target his damaged nacelle. 58 EXT. SPACE - THE BATTLE (OPTICAL) Still followed by the second Jem'Hadar, the Rotarran barrel-rolls to face the first ship's damaged side and OPENS FIRE, dismembering the nacelle and causing the ship to EXPLODE. 59 INT. BIRD OF PREY - BRIDGE (RESUME) Martok smiles in exultation. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 56. 59 CONTINUED: MARTOK Maj-KKah! (well done!) Helm, on my command drop impulse power to one-third and come to course three- five-five mark zero-nine-zero. Weapons, be ready for him to pass in front of us. WORF Course laid in. N'GAREN Weapons standing by. MARTOK Now! 60 EXT. SPACE - THE COMBATANTS (OPTICAL) The Rotarran decelerates rapidly, venting plasma. Caught unawares, the pursuing Jem'Hadar attack ship whizzes past above them. As the Klingon ship pitches up, its DISRUPTORS FIRE point-blank into the Jem'Hadar, which ERUPTS into a BALL OF FLAMING DEBRIS. 61 INT. BIRD OF PREY - BRIDGE A CHEER erupts from the survivors. MARTOK Well done. Worf turns to Martok. WORF Permission to leave the bridge? MARTOK (understanding) Go. (to crew) Stand down from alert status. N'Garen, take the helm. She moves to comply as Worf quickly heads for the door. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 56A. 62 INT. BIRD OF PREY - DECK FIVE - CORRIDOR Worf hustles past fried panels, SPARKING conduits and N.D. Klingon bodies, and arrives at a sealed hatch. A battered N.D. Klingon damage control party works on the hatch's access panel, Ch'Targh among them. WORF Report. Ch'Targh turns and advances toward Worf. The N.D.s continue to work. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACTFIVE 57. 62 CONTINUED: CH'TARGH We sealed the impulse injector, commander. WORF Where is my son? CH'TARGH (gestures to it) Trapped in that corridor, sir. After we secured the injector, I sent him in there to put away the tools and somehow he tripped the emergency lockdown. We are trying to override it now. THE SOUND OF ROUGH LAUGHTER. Worf whips his eyes to the group of N.D.s, but they have their backs to him as they work on the panel. Then... 64 THE HATCH opens, spewing smoke. Alexander stumbles out, singed and coughing. Worf walks swiftly toward him. The other Klingons turn to see what he will do. 63 WORF - CLOSE As this sinks in. WORF You locked yourself in? ALEXANDER Yes, sir. Alexander looks apprehensively at his father. To everyone's amazement, Worf pats his son's shoulder. WORF Come. 65 ALEXANDER AND WORF walk off together. 66 EXT. SPACE - TEROK NOR (OPTICAL) Re-establish the station. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 58. 66A INT. HABITAT RING CORRIDOR as Kira leaves her quarters in the morning and starts on her way to work. Ziyal calls to her from off- screen. ZIYAL Nerys. Kira turns to see her approaching. The girl looks upset, and Kira's pretty sure she knows why. ZIYAL You didn't come to the party last night. KIRA (gently) I'm sorry. I couldn't. (beat) And I think you know why. Ziyal does know, and she's distraught that things have come to this. She wanted so badly for Kira and her father to get along. ZIYAL Nerys, please don't ask me to choose between you. Kira knows that there's only one thing she can say. KIRA I'm not. There's no choice. He's your father. Ziyal looks down, realizing what Kira is saying -- that she can't be the "mother" in Ziyal's would-be family, even if it means their friendship has to suffer for it. Ziyal looks at Kira a last time, sensing that something fundamental has changed between them, then turns and moves away. Off Kira's face as she watches her go, wondering if she'll ever be a part of her life again... 67 thru OMITTED 68 DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 59. 69 EXT. SPACE - BIRD OF PREY (OPTICAL) Uncloaked and battered, it cruises through space. 69A INT. BIRD OF PREY - WORF'S QUARTERS Father and son are seated at the end of a long overdue conversation. WORF I cannot change the mistakes I have made, but I promise you, from this day forward, I will stand with you. ALEXANDER We'll see if you mean that. Worf starts to bristle, then realizes his son has a point. WORF Yes. We shall. Alexander studies his father's face for a moment, absorbing this. WORF What you are about to do entails a grave obligation. Do not accept it lightly. ALEXANDER I understand. (a beat) And I accept. WORF (relieved) Good. (stands) I will teach you what you need to know to be a warrior... (off Alexander's expression) ... and you will teach me what I need to know to be a father. (a beat) Come. Alexander stands, joins Worf as they EXIT. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 59A. 70 INT. BIRD OF PREY - READY ROOM - A WOODEN CASE covered with gold Klingon writing. A pair of hands open it to REVEAL the gunmetal-grey and black crest of the House of Martok. Martok's hands reverently remove it from the case and hold it above a shallow golden bowl. Reflected candle flames sparkle from its polished surface. MARTOK (O.S) Martok degh, to-Duj degh, bat-LEH degh, mat-LEH degh. (Badge of Martok, badge of courage, badge of honor, badge of loyalty.) PULL BACK TO REVEAL Martok, Worf and Alexander gathered around a low table containing the box, the bowl, a jeweled decanter and a ceremonial candle. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 60. 70 CONTINUED: The room is lit by other strategically placed candles. Martok places the emblem in the bowl. MARTOK AND WORF Martok degh. (Badge of Martok) Worf turns to his son. WORF Alexander, vih-nob dok-tog. (Give him your dagger.) Alexander solemnly hands it to Martok, who deftly slices into his palm, closes his fist and drips his blood onto the emblem. MARTOK Wachk ihw, wachk kkor-duh. (one blood, one house.) He hands the knife to Worf, who does the same. WORF Wachk ihw, wachk kkor-duh Worf hands it to Alexander, who does the same. ALEXANDER Wachk ihw, wachk kkor-duh. Martok covers the insignia with liquid from the decanter. Touches the candle flame to it. The bowl bursts into flame. Alexander looks steadily at Martok, their eyes reflecting the flames. ALEXANDER Mat-LEH gih-Hegh! (I will be faithful even beyond death.) The fire abruptly burns out. MARTOK DAH! (now!) Worf watches intently, pride seeping out every pore, as Alexander reaches into the bowl, pulls out the insignia and affixes it to his shoulder. MARTOK Welcome to the House of Martok, Alexander, Son of Worf. DEEP SPACE NINE: "Sons and... " - REV. 7/31/97 - ACT FIVE 61-62. 70 CONTINUED: (2) And as father and son stand proudly together we... FADE OUT. END OF ACT FIVE THE END