[Dukat has asked Kira to join him in his fight against the Klingons]
Gul DukatYou know how to organize a resistance cell, you're an expert at terrorist tactics, you have close ties with Bajoran and Federation officials, and besides all that, it would give you a chance to do what you were meant to do.
No, thanks. I've already got a job.
Gul Dukat
What do you mean? On that space station? We both know your talents are being wasted there, co-ordinating docking assignments and leading training exercises. On Deep Space Nine, you're nothing but a bureaucrat, an administrator. If you come with me, you can be a soldier again. Think about it, Major—the chance to fight again against a superior foe in a righteous cause, to protect a defeated and broken people from a cruel aggressor. You know as well as I do that if Cardassia falls, Bajor is next. Help me stop the Klingons before you become their next target.
You're really serious about this.
Gul Dukat
Absolutely! Look, Major, I'm not asking you to like me or to be my friend. I'm asking you to join me, to fight at my side. You know what I'm doing is right, and it's what you want to do as well. I know that our past makes it difficult for you to accept me as an ally. I also know that every fiber of your being is telling you to say, "No, no, no," but somewhere I know there's a "Yes." You need to listen to that "Yes," not for my sake, not for Cardassia's, not even for Bajor's, but for your sake.
Gul Dukat
Well, Major, it appears that whether you like it or not, our lives have become deeply intertwined.
[Smiles] That really pleases you, doesn't it?
Gul Dukat
Pleases me? Major, it gives me reason to live.
Gul Dukat
Major, I must say I'm shocked. You use my daughter to lure me here, you're asking me to risk my ship on some fool's errand into the Klingon Empire, and you're pregnant. I hope First Minister Shakaar appreciates what a lucky man he is.
Shakaar's not the father.
Gul Dukat
Then who is?
Chief O'Brien. [Dukat stares at her incredulously]
[After Dukat has destroyed a Klingon Bird of Prey about to blow their cover]
Was that really necessary?
Gul Dukat
It was either that or trust in Mr. Worf's ability to lie. And frankly, I have more faith in my weapons.
[as the crew of DS9 confront a Dominion armada] Dukat's ship is breaking formation; he's going after the fleet.
Open a channel. [Dukat appears on the viewscreen] Dukat, stop trying to be a hero and get back to the station.
Gul Dukat
Your concern is touching, Major, but I think you misunderstand me. I'm not attacking the Dominion fleet. I'm joining it.
What are you talking about?
Gul Dukat
[grinning] I'm afraid I have a confession to make. For the past few months, I've been conducting secret negotiations between Cardassia and the Dominion. And as of last week, Cardassia has agreed to become part of the Dominion.
[appalled] You can't be serious.
Gul Dukat
Goodbye, Major. You and me on the same side? It never seemed quite... right, did it? [He severs communication. A furious Kira turns to Dax]
[shaking her head] Too late. He's gone
[Gul Dukat has contacted Captain Sisko]
Dukat
Please, Captain. Show a little respect. You're talking to the head of the Cardassian government.
I don't recognise that government.
Dukat
Your recognition is irrelevant.
If that's what you think, then why are we having this conversation?
Dukat
Because the fact is, Captain, I feel a certain obligation toward you. After all, I freely admit you saved my life on more than one occasion.
Dukat
You should be glad you did, because now I'm going to return the favour, give you a chance to save your precious Federation. All you have to do is convince them to follow Cardassia's example.
You expect us to join the Dominion?
Dukat
I expect you to act rationally, Captain. Joining the Dominion will save billions of lives, and keep the Federation from fading into the mists of history.
By allowing it to exist under Dominion rule? No, thank you.
Dukat
[ominously] I'm afraid you'll like the alternative even less.
[angered] Dukat, if you have something to say to me, say it.
Dukat
I'll make it simple, then. A few days ago, I swore that all Cardassia had lost would be regained. That space station you're so fond of was built by Cardassia.
Funny, I thought it was built by Bajoran slave labour.
Dukat
Either surrender the station, or I'll take it by force. The choice is yours.
You want to retake this station, Dukat? You're welcome to try. [terminates the call]
Gul Dukat
Ah, Captain Sisko. Always a pleasure.
Still calling yourself gul? I'm surprised you haven't promoted yourself back to legate by now.
Dukat
I prefer the title 'gul'; so much more hands-on than legate. And less pretentious than the other alternatives: president, emperor, chancellor, first minister... Emissary.
How about Dominion puppet? [Dukat chuckles, but the Cardassian guard behind him glances warily at his opposite number, a Jem'Hadar]
Dukat
Captain, such comments only reveal a deep misunderstanding of the intricacies of the Dominion political system. Under our new administration, Cardassia enjoys unparalleled autonomy and-
[irritably] You can justify yourself later, Dukat. I'm a busy man.
Dukat
Very well. We have reason to believe you have one of our citizens aboard your station. A certain Tekeny Ghemor, formerly a Legate in the Cardassian Central Command.
Dukat
Well, we want him back. To put it mildly, he has a lot to answer for.
I will take your request under advisement. But considering the Federation doesn't recognise your government, and that Cardassia has never agreed to an extradition treaty with Bajor or the Federation, [Sisko grins] you shouldn't get your hopes up. [Sisko terminates the call on a displeased Dukat]
Dukat
[noticing Sisko staring at Weyoun] This is one of my Dominion advisors, Weyoun.
We've met. I saw you die.
That wasn't me. At least not exactly.
Dukat
The Vorta are experts at cloning.
It tends to mitigate the risk involved in so much of our work. My predecessor was the fourth incarnation of our noble progenitor: I am the fifth.
There's enough poison in this bottle to kill twenty Cardassians.
(Weyoun picks up Dukat's glass and drains it.)
Gul Dukat
Wha-?!
(chuckling) Oh, my! That is quite toxic, isn't it?
Gul Dukat
Are you insane?
The Vorta are immune to most forms of poison. Comes in handy when you're a diplomat.
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