Help me, Worf. Help me end my life as I've lived it—as a warrior.
Savor the fruit of life, my young friends. It has a sweet taste when it is fresh from the vines. But don’t live too long: the taste turns bitter.
[on Kor] I've hated his name for almost thirty years. I've dreamed of the day when I would see him stripped of his rank and privilege, left without honor or a friend, or the power of his birthright. And I've had that moment now... and I took no joy from it.
DDarok
[talking to a depressed Kor] We are being pursued by a Jem'Hadar fleet. Worf believes he can stop them with a single ship.
[intrigued] How? [Darok hands him a PADD with the details]
DDarok
It's a good plan, but it has one flaw. It depends entirely on Worf successfully engaging the whole enemy fleet, if only for a short time.
It can be done; the key would be to confuse their sensors in the opening moments with a spread of torpedoes.
DDarok
Perhaps, but it would take a warrior with three times the experience to accomplish such a feat. And such a man would have to be certain of his abilities.
[reinvigorated] Such a man would not take the job… unless he were certain. [Recognizing what Kor intends to do, Darok bows respectfully to him]
DDarok
It has been an honour serving with you, Kor, son of Rynar.
(as Worf is departing to lead a suicide mission) I came to wish you well. I look forward to seeing you at the gates to Sto-Vo-Kor.
As do I.
Do you have any message you would like me to convey to Jadzia?
[He presses a hypospray to Worf's neck, knocking him unconscious.]
When I reach the halls of the hallowed dead, I will find your beloved, and remind her that her husband is a noble warrior, and that he still loves no one but her. Goodbye, my friend. Live well.
(as he is beamed away) Long live the Empire!
(Kor's ship has saved the rest of the Klingon Fleet)
KKolana
He's done it. The Jem'Hadar are out of time. They can no longer overtake us before we reach the Defiant.
How? How did that pompous old man hold off an entire Jem'Hadar fleet with only one ship?
Does it matter?
Darok, give me that bottle! [seizes a bottle of bloodwine from one of his subordinates and knocks the top off it with his dagger] To Kor! The Dahar Master, and noble warrior to the end!
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