STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE 
                              
                    "Who Mourns for Morn?" 
                          #40510-536 
                              
                          Written by 
                     Mark Gehred-O'Connell 
                              
                          Directed by 
                          Victor Lobl 

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                        October 28, 1997

      STAR TREK: DS9 - "Who Mourns... "- 10/28/97 - CAST 

                  STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE 
                    "Who Mourns for Morn?" 
                             CAST 

          SISKO                    LARELL
          KIRA                     KRIT
          ODO                      NAHSK
          BASHIR                   HAIN
          DAX                      
          WORF                     
          QUARK                    
          O'BRIEN                  
          COMPUTER VOICE           

          Non-Speaking             Non-Speaking
          N.D. SUPERNUMERARIES     MORN

      STAR TREK: DS9 - "Who Mourns... " - 10/28/97 - SETS 

                  STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE 
                    "Who Mourns for Morn?" 
                             SETS 

        INTERIORS                     EXTERIORS
        DEEP SPACE NINE                 DEEP SPACE NINE
          QUARK'S                       
          SECURITY OFFICE               
          CARGO BAY                     
          HABITAT RING CORRIDOR         
          MORN'S QUARTERS               
          QUARK'S QUARTERS              
          PROMENADE                     
          TURBOLIFT                     

        CRATE                         

  DEEP SPACE NINE - "Who Mourns... " - 10/28/97 - PRONUNCIATION 

                  STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE 
                    "Who Mourns for Morn?" 
                     PRONUNCIATION GUIDE

          BOLIAS                   BOWL-ee-ahs
          HAIN                     HAIN
          LARELL                   luh-RELL
          LISSEPIAN                li-SEP-ee-an
          LIVANIAN                 lie-VAIN-ee-un
          LURIA                    LOO-ree-uh
          NAHSK                    NAUSK
          OO-MOX                   00-machs
          YRIDIAN                  yir-ID-ee-uhn

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - TEASER      1.

                  STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE                    
                        "Who Mourns for Morn?"                         
                            TEASER                              

	FADE IN:

1    INT. QUARK'S BAR (OPTICAL)

	A typical evening crowd, SUPERNUMERARIES as needed. 
	QUARK is behind the bar, making drinks. MORN is seated 
	at his usual stool, pouring the dregs from a BOTTLE of 
	Yridian Ale into his glass. ODO ENTERS and approaches 
	him.

					ODO
				(dry) 
			If you're not too busy, I'd 
			appreciate it if you did something 
			about that shipment of Livanian 
			beets you have sitting in Cargo 
			Bay Three.

	Morn ignores him, takes a sip of his drink. At the far 
	end of the bar we see Quark settle in to watch Odo's 
	encounter with Morn -- for some reason he finds it 
	amusing.

					ODO
				(getting annoyed) 
			It's been there for over two 
			weeks. It's starting to rot.
				(no reaction) 
			Morn.

	Exasperated, Odo turns to Quark, who approaches as if 
	he doesn't know what could be wrong with Morn. Odo 
	reaches over to touch Morn's shoulder, and his hand 
	PASSES through it -- Morn is a hologram. Odo reacts 
	with surprise.

					QUARK
				(enjoying this) 
			It's a hologram.
				(off Odo's look) 
			Morn's been away on business for 
			the last two weeks.

	Odo frowns, doesn't know what to make of this

					QUARK 
			You're slipping, Odo. You 
			should've caught on a lot sooner.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - TEASER      2.

1    CONTINUED:

	In the background, BASHIR and O'BRIEN ENTER and make 
	their way to the bar.

					ODO 
			You replaced Morn with a hologram? 
			Why?

					BASHIR
				(passing by; to Morn) 
			Hello.

					O'BRIEN
			Evening.

					QUARK
			That's why. People love him. 
			He's like a mascot. Everyone 
			expects to see him when they come 
			in here. If they don't, it 
			doesn't feel like home to them.

					ODO
			And that's not good for business.

					QUARK
			The last time he went away sales 
			dropped almost five percent.

					ODO
				(studying "Morn") 
			Why doesn't it talk?

					QUARK
			Do you have any idea how much an 
			interactive holo-projector costs?
				(sotto, so Bashir and
				O'Brien can't hear)
			Besides, it's a relief not to have
			to listen to him go on. You know
			Morn, he never shuts up.
				(re: the hologram) 
			I'd trade this for the real thing 
			any day.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - TEASER      3.

1    CONTINUED:	(2)

					ODO
			I'm sure Morn would be touched to 
			hear you say that.

	Suddenly a voice from off-camera --

					DAX (O.S.)
				(shocked) 
			Morn?

	They turn to see DAX and SISKO -- she looks shaken.

					ODO 
			It's just a hologram.

					QUARK
				(to Dax) 
			You look like you've seen a ghost.

					SISKO
				(re: "Morn") 
			Turn it off.

					QUARK
			Why?

					SISKO
			We just got word. Morn's cargo 
			ship was caught in an ion storm.

	Bashir and O'Brien hear this and approach.

					BASHIR 
			Is he all right?

					O'BRIEN
			Was he rescued?

					DAX
				(genuinely upset)
			He's dead...

	The Morn hologram blinks uncomprehendingly and sips his 
	drink. As the news sinks in, we...

									FADE OUT.

                         END OF TEASER                          

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE      4.
                            ACT ONE                             

	FADE IN:

	(NOTE: Episode credits fall over opening scenes)

OA   INT. PROMENADE

	as O'Brien approaches Bashir, who's standing across 
	from Quark's holding a BOTTLE of wine.

					BASHIR
			Didn't you bring anything?
				(off O'Brien's blank 
				look) 
			For the memorial service.

					O'BRIEN
			I didn't know I was supposed to.

	Bashir gestures to the crowd and we see that many of 
	the SUPERNUMERARIES streaming into Quark's are carrying 
	BOTTLES, BASKETS OF FRUIT and other consumables.

					BASHIR 
			It's Lurian custom to bring gifts 
			of food and drink for the deceased -- 
			so they'll have something to 
			sustain them in the afterlife.

					O'BRIEN
				(worried) 
			Maybe I can get something in 
			Quark's. I hate to think of the 
			big fella going without.

	Bashir nods his agreement, and they head inside. As 
	they pass WORF and Dax, we DROP off on them.

OB   WORF AND DAX 

	She's holding a large alien-looking FRUIT that she 
	knows to be Morn's favorite. Worf is doing his best to 
	comfort her.

					WORF 
			Morn was an excellent sparring 
			partner. I will miss our weekly 
			combat in the holosuites.

					DAX
			I can't believe he's really gone.

	Dax starts to get a little teary eyed --

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE     4A.

OB   CONTINUED:

					WORF
			I didn't realize he was such a
			close friend.

	Dax decides she might as well tell him...

					DAX
			I used to have a little crush on
			him.

	Worf stiffens, he can't believe it --

					WORF
			Morn?

	A few heads turn at the sound of his voice --

					DAX
			It was before we met.
				(casual)
			Besides, he wasn't interested.

	Worf finds himself feeling almost insulted --

					WORF
			What do you mean he wasn't
			interested?

	We pick up KIRA and Odo as they pass by --

					DAX
				(in background)
			Forget I said anything.

0C   KIRA AND ODO

	heading toward Quark's -- she's carrying a BOTTLE of 
	Yridian Ale and he's carrying a BOTTLE OPENER.

					KIRA
			Is that a bottle opener?

					ODO
			For Morn. I thought it might come
			in handy.

	Kira glances at the bottle in her hand, catches on --

					KIRA
				(smiles)
			Very thoughtful.

	Odo smiles, pleased with the gift he picked out... as
	they head into Quark's...


     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE     4B.

2    INT. QUARK'S

	Somber MUSIC plays in the background. A PORTRAIT of 
	Morn is propped on the bar, surrounded by a cornucopia 
	of food and drink -- we see fruit, bottles of wine and 
	ale, cans and jars of delicacies, and something that 
	looks like a three-legged roast turkey.

	Quark is talking to THREE FERENGI waiters -- he's both 
	amazed and pleased by the sight of the surprisingly 
	large crowd.

					QUARK
			This is unbelievable. Look at all
			these people.
				(to waiters, sotto)
			If you see anyone emptyhanded
			sell them a bottle of Yridian Ale.


	Quark motions to a cache of ale bottles he's set up to 
	be sold.

					QUARK
			Tell them it was Morn's favorite.

	The waiters nod and hurry off to ply the crowd. Quark 
	looks around at the crowd with relish until Bashir and 
	O'Brien approach him -- the Ferengi instantly puts on 
	a somber face.

					BASHIR
			It was kind of you to do this,
			Quark.

					O'BRIEN
			Morn would've appreciated it.

					QUARK
			It's the least I could do.

	Quark doesn't notice Odo hovering behind him --

					QUARK
				("choked up")
			I'll miss him.

	Bashir puts a reassuring hand to Quark's shoulder --

					QUARK
				("recovering")
			I'm sorry.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE      5.

2    CONTINUED:

					O'BRIEN 
			Can I get you something?

					QUARK 
			I don't ordinarily imbibe on the 
			job. But maybe a Yridian Ale. It 
			was Morn's favorite, you know.

	O'Brien reacts to this information --

					O'BRIEN 
				(to Bashir) 
			Perfect.

	Bashir nods, and the two men move off. Quark smiles to 
	himself, turns and comes face to face with Odo, who 
	gives him a knowing look.

					QUARK 
			What are you looking at?

					ODO 
			Your respect for the dead is 
			heartwarming.

					QUARK 
				(sotto) 
			I'll have you know that Morn died 
			without paying this month's tab.

					ODO 
			How inconsiderate of him.

					QUARK 
			We're talking about a lot of 
			money. The man had quite an 
			appetite -- he had two stomachs to 
			fill, you know.
				(fondly) 
			Did you ever watch him eat? It 
			was a beautiful thing.

					ODO 
			Sometimes you don't truly 
			appreciate what you have until 
			it's gone.

					QUARK 
			It's not funny. This service is 
			my only chance to cover my losses.

					ODO 
			Morn seemed to be a fairly 
			successful businessman. 

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE      6.

2    CONTINUED:	(2)

					ODO (Cont'd) 
			If you come up short, you can 
			always make a claim against his 
			estate.

					QUARK
				(intrigued) 
			I hadn't thought of that.

					ODO 
			Of course, he did have seventeen 
			brothers and sisters. By the time 
			they divvy everything up, I doubt 
			there'll be much left.

					QUARK 
			It's nice to know you're so 
			worried about my welfare.

					ODO 
			You should be worried, too. Now 
			that your mascot is gone, business 
			is going to suffer.

					QUARK 
			We'll see.
				(sure of himself) 
			You might be surprised.

	And with that, Quark turns and moves away. Off Odo's 
	face as he wonders what he's up to...

3    OMITTED

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE      7.

3A   DAY,

	Crosses past Odo, Worf is right behind her --

					WORF
			Jadzia --


					DAX
			Can we please drop this?

	As they move on, we DROP OFF on --

4    QUARK

	clearing his throat near Morn's picture at the bar. 
	After the crowd falls silent...

					QUARK
			Thank you all for coming.

	Quark "struggles" to control his emotion.

					QUARK 
			It means a great deal to me to see 
			that so many people cared about 
			Morn as much as I did. I'll never 
			forget the first time he walked in 
			here and sat down on this very 
			stool. It must've been almost ten 
			years ago -- he still had his hair 
			then. I thought he was just 
			another customer passing through. 
			Little did I know that he'd become 
			such an important figure in my 
			life, in all our lives. Someone 
			we could count on for a cheerful 
			smile and an entertaining story. 
			Some of you might be thinking that 
			this place won't be the same 
			without him. And it won't. 
				(beat) 
			But this was his home. 

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE      8.

4    CONTINUED:

					QUARK (Cont'd) 
			And wherever he is, I'm sure he'd 
			want to know that his favorite bar 
			still echoed with the laughter of 
			his dear friends.
				(getting "emotional") 
			This was his chair... and I think 
			the greatest tribute we could ever 
			pay him would be to make sure that 
			it's never empty.

	Quark gestures to a nearby Starfleet N.D., waves him 
	forward to sit on the stool.

					QUARK
				(voice cracking) 
			Keep it warm. For Morn.

	And with that, Quark has to stop lest he lose it 
	entirely. A moment, then the crowd breaks into 
	applause.

5    ODO AND KIRA

	She is visibly touched.

					KIRA 
			Every now and then, Quark really 
			surprises me...

	Odo frowns because he can see that Quark pulled off a 
	nice trick --

					ODO 
			Me, too.

	Off Odo's face...

6    QUARK

	sitting at the bar, drowning his "sorrows" in the ample 
	bosom of a distraught DABO GIRL. Sisko approaches --

					SISKO
			Excuse me, Quark.

					QUARK 
			Not now.

					SISKO
			I'm sorry to intrude, but I 
			thought you should know.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE      9.

6    CONTINUED:

					SISKO (Cont'd) 
			I unsealed Morn's will. He left 
			everything to you.

	Quark is so surprised he forgets his act --

					QUARK 
			Me? He left everything to me?

					SISKO
			That's right.

	For the first time, Quark's tears are real --

					QUARK
			Morn... dear sweet, Morn...

	As he collapses back into the Dabo girl...

7    EXT. SPACE - DEEP SPACE NINE (OPTICAL)

	Re-establishing.

8    INT. SECURITY OFFICE

	where Quark is sitting across the desk from Odo, who's 
	preparing a PADD.

					ODO 
			Poor fool. He actually believed 
			you cared about him.

					QUARK 
			I did.
				(almost convinced of it
				himself)
			I was up for hours last night
			thinking about him.

					ODO 
			Calculating his net worth, no 
			doubt.

					QUARK
				(ignoring him) 
			We spent a lot of time together. 
			We were obviously much closer than 
			I ever realized.

	Odo frowns at Quark's change of heart, hands him the 
	PADD.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE     10.

8    CONTINUED:

					ODO
			His financial records.

					QUARK
				(off PADD) 
			Is this some kind of joke?

					ODO 
			What do you mean?

					QUARK 
			According to this, he was broke.

					ODO
				(feigning surprise) 
			No.

					QUARK 
			How can that be? He paid his bar 
			bill at the end of every month -- 
			that kind of money must've come 
			from somewhere.

					ODO
				("considers") 
			He did have his shipping business. 
			Maybe all his assets are tied up 
			in inventory?

	Quark leaps on this, not realizing that Odo is leading 
	him on a wild goose chase.

					QUARK 
			Of course! Inventory.

									CUT TO:

9    INT. CARGO BAY

	where Odo is showing Quark some cargo containers.

					QUARK 
			I'll unload everything and use the 
			profits to --
				(sniffing) 
			What is that smell?

					ODO 
			Your inheritance.
				(opening a container) 
			Livanian beets. Very ripe.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE     11.

9    CONTINUED:

	A wisp of fetid steam rises from the beets...

					QUARK
				(re: the containers)
			What's in the rest of these?

					ODO
				(off PADD)
			More beets.

					QUARK
				(grabbing the manifest)
			Is that it, is that all he had?

					ODO
			I'm afraid so.

	Odo lets Quark twist in the wind for a beat...

					ODO
				(as if it were just 
				occurring to him)
			Except for the contents of his
			quarters. Maybe he spent all his
			money on furnishings and art work.

					QUARK
			Objets d'art. Of course!

									CUT TO:

10   INT. HABITAT RING CORRIDOR

	as Odo and Quark step up to a door. Odo works the 
	panel as Quark waits impatiently --

					QUARK.
			I'll hold an auction... people
			will pay a premium to own
			something that used to be Morn's.

	Odo tries to keep the smile from his face as the door 
	slides open --

11   INT. MORN'S QUARTERS 

	as Quark and a smug Odo step inside. Quark's smile of 
	anticipation fades away as he takes in the sight before 
	him --

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE     12.

12   NEW ANGLE

	REVEALING the contents of Morn's quarters. There are 
	only two items inside it -- his MATADOR PAINTING and a 
	HOT TUB filled with stinking MUD. After a beat --

					QUARK
			You sure these are the right
			quarters?

					ODO
			I'm sure.

					QUARK
				(deflated)
			Figures.
				(looking around, sees 
				painting)
			What's that?

					ODO
			A matador, I think.

					QUARK
				(re: the tub; annoyed)
			That.

					ODO
			His bed.

					QUARK
			Morn slept in mud?

					ODO
			I'm told it's good for the skin...

	And with that, a satisfied Odo turns and EXITS, leaving 
	a dejected Quark. He crosses to the mud bath, looks 
	down at it.

					QUARK
			Thanks, Morn... just what I always
			wanted...

	After a beat, a woman's head and shoulders suddenly 
	break the surface of the mud -- Quark is so startled he 
	jumps back. Whoever this beautiful Alien woman is, she 
	must've been in the tub when the door opened and ducked 
	under the surface to hide -- from her hungry breathing, 
	we can see that she held her breath as long as she 
	could. They stare at each other for a long beat...

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE     13.

12   CONTINUED:

					QUARK
				(indignant) 
			What are you doing in my mud?

					LARELL 
			I couldn't resist. Morny and I 
			spent so many happy hours here, I 
			just had to slip in. I'm sorry if 
			I startled you, but when I heard 
			you come in I thought I'd better 
			hide.

					QUARK
			Who are you?

					LARELL
				(as if he should 
				recognize the name) 
			Larell.
				(off his blank look) 
			Morn's wife. Ex-wife.

	Quark can't believe that a guy like Morn was married to 
	such a beautiful woman --

					QUARK 
			Morn was married? To you?

					LARELL 
			For two wonderful years.

	She studies Quark for a beat, eyes him approvingly --

					LARELL 
			You must be Quark.
				(off his reaction) 
			Morny and I kept in touch after we 
			separated. He talked about you 
			all the time.

	She sizes him up seductively --

					QUARK
				(pleasantly rattled) 
			That's nice.

					LARELL
				(eyes locked on his) 
			He told me that if anything ever 
			happened to him, he wanted you to 
			have everything that was ever his.

					QUARK
			Everything?

	As if to answer, she starts to stand --

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE     14.

13   NEW ANGLE 

	she stands with her naked back to camera, waist deep in 
	mud (it should be liquid enough to slide off her skin 
	and hair) --

					LARELL 
			Everything.

	After a beat, Quark recovers enough to realize she's 
	playing an angle -- he figures she thinks Morn left 
	behind some money.

					QUARK 
			I'm glad you came by, because 
			"Morny" didn't leave me much of 
			anything else.

	She smiles knowingly, thinking Quark's lying to her --

					LARELL 
			I find that hard to believe...

					QUARK
			I'm as disappointed as you are.

	As Quark watches, she raises her leg, rubs her skin 
	with mud...

					LARELL 
			I happen to know he had a very 
			substantial retirement fund. One 
			that could make two people very 
			comfortable.

					QUARK
			If you're partial to mud, it's 
			comfortable all right.

	Larell thinks Quark is pretending not to know about 
	Morn's money.

					LARELL 
			I'm talking about the thousand 
			bricks of gold-pressed latinum he 
			won in the Lissepian Lottery.

					QUARK
				(stunned)
			A thousand bricks...

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT ONE     15.

13   CONTINUED:

					LARELL
				(with a seductive smile) 
			Now that he's gone, it's all 
			ours...

	Off Quark's face as he takes this in...

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT ONE                          

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     16.
                            ACT TWO                             

	FADE IN:

14   INT. MORN'S QUARTERS - LATER

	Quark has set up a futuristic PUMP to suck the mud out 
	of the tub. A TUBE runs from the tub to the pump, 
	which is not much bigger than a vacuum cleaner -- 
	through some miracle of twenty-fourth century technology, 
	the contents of the tub somehow are whisked away by this 
	relatively small machine.

	Quark paces, giving the pump time do its work, until a 
	loud SUCKING NOISE draws him to the tub. He moves to 
	the rim, peers over the edge to see --

15   THE EMPTY TUB

	with just a little bit of mud at the bottom. Larell 
	ENTERS from the back, having slipped into a new, sexy 
	outfit.

					LARELL
				(sliding her hand around 
				his waist) 
			What are you doing... ?

					QUARK
				(sloshing the mud around 
				so he can see) 
			What do you think -- I'm looking 
			for the latinum.

	Larell's seductive look gives way to something harder, 
	more calculating.

					LARELL 
			You must know where he kept it.

					QUARK
				(still looking) 
			I didn't even know it existed 
			until you told me.

	We can see the wheels start turning in her mind -- she 
	realizes she may have made a mistake telling him about 
	it, but she doesn't want Quark to see that.

					LARELL 
			Well, I'm sure it's somewhere on 
			the station.

	He gets up, wipes his hands.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     17.

15   CONTINUED:

					QUARK 
			How do you know he didn't spend it 
			already?

					LARELL 
			I told you, it was for his 
			retirement. Poor Morn. He never 
			got to enjoy it.

	She pulls herself close --

					LARELL 
			But that doesn't mean we can't.

	Quark knows what she's up to, and while he wouldn't 
	mind spending more time with this woman, he wants her 
	to know the money is legally his --

					QUARK
			I know what you're doing...

					LARELL
				(stroking his ear) 
			What am I doing?

					QUARK
				(trying to stay focused) 
			Just so we're clear, the latinum's mine.

					LARELL
				(through a cobra's
				smile)
			He may have left everything to
			you, but I was his wife -- I could
			contest the will and tie you up in
			court for years...

	Quark doesn't like the sound of this, but he can't pull 
	himself away from her oo-mox.

					QUARK 
			Maybe.

					LARELL 
			But there's no reason it should 
			come to that... after all, a 
			thousand bricks is plenty for both 
			of us.

					QUARK
			It is a lot of money...

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     18.

15   CONTINUED:	(2)

					LARELL 
			And as soon as we find it, we'll 
			take a nice long vacation 
			together.

					QUARK
			Morn would've wanted it that way.

					LARELL
			Of course he would've...

	Off Quark's face as he gives in to the oo-mox...

16   EXT. SPACE - DEEP SPACE NINE (OPTICAL)

	Re-establishing.

17   INT. QUARK'S - AFTER HOURS

	where Quark is playing TONGO with Dax. Morn's matador 
	painting is propped up somewhere nearby, lying 
	sideways. Ferengi WAITERS are in the background 
	cleaning up.

					QUARK 
			The latinum's not on the station. 
			I've looked everywhere.
				(playing a card) 
			Evade.
				(to Dax) 
			I even had my brother scan for it 
			with the internal sensors.

					DAX
				(spinning the wheel)
			At least you have the painting.

					QUARK 
			Forget the painting, I want that 
			latinum.

					DAX
			If you think it'll make you happy.
				(playing a card) 
			Confront.

  DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO 19-20.    

17   CONTINUED:

					QUARK 
			Believe me, it will. This is the 
			break I've been waiting for, and 
			it's been a long time coming. I 
			want Morn's money, I need Morn's
			money. I deserve Morn's money.

					DAX
				(whatever) 
			Your move.

	Quark clinks two slips of latinum he's betting with.

					QUARK
				(re: the sound)
			Beautiful, isn't it? And the way 
			it catches the light...
				(thoughtful) 
			I wonder who came up with the idea 
			of suspending liquid latinum 
			inside worthless bricks of gold?

					DAX
				(impatient) 
			Probably somebody who got tired of 
			making change with an eyedropper. 
			Are you going to play or not?

					QUARK
				(spinning the wheel) 
			Where could Morn have put it all?

					DAX
				(shrugs) 
			If you find it, are you really 
			going to share it with this woman?

					QUARK
				(a reluctant admission) 
			I agreed to give her ten percent 
			so she wouldn't tie me up in 
			court.

					DAX
				(surprised) 
			That's a hundred bricks.

					QUARK
				(shrugs) 
			What could I do?
				(plays a card) 
			Retreat.

					DAX
			I don't know. Something's not 
			right about this whole thing. 

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     21.

17   CONTINUED:	(2)

					DAX (Cont'd)
				(spinning the wheel)
			I don't trust this woman.

					QUARK
			Neither do I. But that doesn't
			mean I'm going to keep her away
			from my lobes.

					DAX
			Just keep your eyes open.
				(scratching his chin)
			Don't be fooled by a pretty face.

					QUARK
			Not me.

					DAX
			Of course not.
				(playing a card)
			Acquire.

	Dax smiles and scoops up her winnings. Off Quark's 
	reaction as he realizes he wasn't paying enough 
	attention to the game...

18   INT. QUARK'S QUARTERS

	as he ENTERS with the Matador painting. To his 
	puzzlement, the LIGHTS are dimmed. Quark notices a 
	figure silhouetted against the starfield.

					QUARK
			Larell?
				(moving closer)
			What a pleasant surprise.
				(to computer)
			Computer, lights.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     22.

18   CONTINUED: 

	At that point the LIGHTS come on and Quark realizes the 
	figure isn't Larell, but an alien man. We'll come to 
	know him as KRIT. His brother NAHSK is standing at a 
	wall panel, having just turned on the lights. Both are 
	well-dressed, but there's something sinister about them 
	that says organized crime. They study Quark for a beat 
	before saying anything.

	When Krit speaks, it's in a calm, reasonable voice that 
	has an underlying edge to it.

					KRIT
			Do you like surprises, Quark?

					QUARK
			Only pleasant ones.

					KRIT
			I like to think I'm pleasant.
				(to his brother)
			Do you think I'm pleasant?

	Nahsk is the "muscle" of this duo, and a bit slower 
	than his brother.

					NAHSK
			Absolutely.

					KRIT
				(to Quark)
			Then I guess this qualifies as a
			pleasant surprise.

					QUARK
			What are you doing in my quarters?

					NAHSK

				(stating the obvious)
			Waiting for you.

					KRIT
			My brother and I were business
			associates of Morn's.

					QUARK
			If you came for the memorial
			service, it was yesterday.

					NAHSK
				(sincere)
			Was it nice?

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     23.

18   CONTINUED:	(2)

					QUARK 
			It was lovely.

					KRIT 
			I understand you inherited Morn's 
			estate.

					QUARK
			That's right.

					NAHSK 
			We were business associates of 
			Morn's.

					QUARK
			Your brother mentioned that.

					KRIT 
			He borrowed some money from us. 
			We'd like his estate to repay the 
			loan.

	Quark was afraid it would be something like this --

					QUARK 
			How much money are we talking 
			about?

					KRIT 
			One thousand bricks of gold-
			pressed latinum.

					QUARK
			I had a feeling you were going to 
			say that.

	Quark is starting to realize that there's more going on 
	here than he realized -- suddenly even Larell's story
	is in doubt.

					QUARK 
			Obviously I need to see some 
			documentation regarding this loan.

	Krit moves to stand very close to Quark.

					KRIT 
			We shook hands.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     24.

18   CONTINUED:	(3)

					NAHSK
				(moving to stand behind
				Quark) 
			We trusted Morn.

					KRIT
				(a latent threat) 
			And I'm sure he'd want you to 
			honor his word.

					QUARK
			I'm sure he would. But you have 
			to understand, Morn's assets are 
			tied up in his various enterprises.

					KRIT 
			I hope you're not saying you don't 
			have the money.

					NASHK
				(leaning closer) 
			That wouldn't be good.

	Quark can see he's not going to be able to shake these 
	two off by claiming there's no money --

					QUARK 
			All I meant was that it's going to 
			take me a little while to get it.

	Krit fixes him with a look --

					KRIT 
			You do know where it is?

	Quark can see that Krit isn't sure about this, and he 
	realizes that this is the only leverage he has over 
	these two dangerous men. He makes the decision to 
	bluff --

					QUARK
			Of course.

	Quark moves out from between them --

					QUARK
				(testing the waters) 
			However, you're not the first 
			creditors to make a claim against 
			his estate.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     25.

18   CONTINUED:	(4)

					KRIT 
				(guarded) 
			We're not?

					QUARK
			Morn was expanding his business 
			interests when he died. His 
			resources were stretched somewhat 
			thin. As a result, the claims 
			against his estate are greater 
			than its assets. Obviously you 
			can't expect full repayment.

	Krit isn't necessarily buying all of this, but he's 
	willing to cut a deal --

					KRIT 
			What can we expect?

					QUARK
			A percentage.

					KRIT 
			What sort of percentage?

					QUARK
			Twenty.

					KRIT 
			We couldn't accept anything less 
			than eighty.

					QUARK

			I'll make it thirty, and throw in 
			a shipment of Livanian beets.

					NAHSK 
			I don't like beets.

					KRIT 
			We'll take seventy.

					QUARK
			Forty, and because I can see you 
			both have fine taste, I'm willing 
			to part with this.

	Quark reaches for the matador painting, holds it up.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     26.

18   CONTINUED:	(5)

					QUARK
			It was Morn's most treasured
			possession. Beautiful, isn't it?

	Krit is smart enough to ignore him, but Nahsk rather 
	likes the painting and takes it out of Quark's hands to 
	study it.

					NAHSK
			Nice.

					KRIT
				(ignoring his brother)
			We won't take less than sixty.

					QUARK
			Forty's the best I can do.

					KRIT
			Fifty.

					QUARK
				(shrugs)
			Sorry.

	Nahsk suddenly smashes the painting over Quark's head 
	so that the canvas tears around it and he ends up 
	wearing the frame like a necklace. Quark decides he'd 
	better give in --

					QUARK
			Fifty it is.

					KRIT
			I'm glad we were able to come to
			an understanding.

					QUARK
			Me too.

	The brothers prepare to leave...

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     27.


18   CONTINUED:	(6)

					KRIT
			We'll be watching you, Quark.
			Don't try anything.

					QUARK
			Me? Don't be ridiculous.

	And with that, Krit and Nahsk head for the door and 
	EXIT. Quark lets out a sigh of relief, then lifts the 
	painting off his shoulders. As he does so, something 
	in the torn canvas catches his eye. Intrigued, he 
	studies it.

19   INSERT - THE PAINTING

	A small ISOLINEAR CHIP is woven into the fabric.

20   RESUME SCENE

					QUARK
			What do we have here... ?

	Quark hurries to his computer, slips the chip inside a 
	slot.

					QUARK
			Computer, what is this?

	The Computer beeps, responds --

					COMPUTER VOICE
			A claim slip for storage locker
			one-thirty-seven located in the
			station's Assay Office.

	Quark breaks into a grin

					QUARK
			A storage locker...
				(taking out the chip)
			Thank you, computer. You've been
			very helpful.

	Quark kisses the chip tenderly, turns and looks out at 
	the stars --

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT TWO     28.

20   CONTINUED:

					QUARK 
			Morn, wherever you are, I love 
			you!

	And off his jubilant features, we...

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT TWO                          

 DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT THREE 29-30.   
                           ACT THREE                            

	FADE IN:

21   OMITTED

22   INT. SECURITY OFFICE

	Quark and Odo are near the door to the Promenade, 
	arguing about something.

					QUARK 
			What do you mean I have to open it 
			in here?

					ODO
			Regulations -- the contents of a 
			deceased person's storage locker 
			have to be inspected by station 
			security.

					QUARK
			There's no such regulation, you 
			just want to know what's inside.

	Quark can see that he's right --

					QUARK 
			You are so transparent. I can't 
			wait to see your face when your 
			deputies wheel in my thousand 
			bricks of latinum.

	On cue, the door OPENS to admit a DEPUTY, who hands Odo 
	a small SAFE DEPOSIT BOX.

					QUARK
			That can't be it.

					ODO
				(checks the label, 
				smiles) 
			Storage locker one-thirty-seven.

	Quark isn't ready to give up hope that there might be 
	something valuable in the box anyway.

					QUARK 
			Well, sometimes good things come 
			in small packages...


	Quark takes the box from Odo and sets it down on the 
	desk.

    DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT THREE    31.

22   CONTINUED:

	Quark steels himself, opens the lid. As Odo watches, 
	he pulls out a single BRICK of gold-pressed latinum -- 
	he studies it intently, and it's hard to tell from his 
	face if he's happy or disappointed.

					ODO
			Is that going to be enough to
			cover Morn's bar tab?

					QUARK
			It's covered.
				(smiles)
			There's more where this came from.

					ODO
			What makes you say that?

					QUARK
			Take a look.

	Quark hands him the brick --

					QUARK
			On the bottom.
				(Odo looks)
			Recognize Morn's handwriting?

					ODO
				(off brick)
			"The rest is in the Bank of
			Bolias."

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns.. " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT THREE    32.

22   CONTINUED:	(2)

					QUARK
			Account number CJ57436.

					ODO)
				(vaguely annoyed)
			It wasn't listed in Morn's 
			financial records...

	Quark takes the brick from Odo --

					QUARK
				(shrugs) 
			Who cares?
				(tucking the brick into 
				his vest) 
			Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going 
			to contact the bank and let them 
			know that Morn's legal heir would 
			like his latinum delivered as soon 
			as possible... 

	Off Odo's face... he can't stand seeing Quark so happy.

23
thru   OMITTED
24

25   INT. HABITAT RING CORRIDOR

	as Quark makes his way to his quarters. He pats his 
	jacket, smiles upon feeling the brick underneath the 
	fabric. When he rounds the corner, he comes face to 
	face with Larell.

					QUARK
			Larell...

	She goes into seductress mode, determined to keep a 
	hold over Quark.

					LARELL 
			I've been looking all over for 
			you...

					QUARK 
			I'm a busy man.

    DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT THREE    33.

25   CONTINUED:

					LARELL 
			Not too busy to look for a certain 
			something, I hope?

					QUARK
			Actually, I haven't had much luck 
			with that.

	Larell isn't happy to hear this -- either Quark is 
	lying, or he doesn't want to share the latinum. She 
	redoubles her efforts to seduce him.

					LARELL 
			Sounds like you need some 
			motivation...

	She presses herself against him, and Quark is worried 
	she'll feel the brick of latinum.

					QUARK
				(pulling away) 
			I'm motivated, believe me. It's 
			just going to take some time to 
			locate, that's all.
				(brightly) 
			I've got an idea! Why don't you 
			go back to... wherever you came 
			from -- and I'll contact you as 
			soon as I find it.

					LARELL 
			I'd rather wait here.
				(touching his ear) 
			With you.

					QUARK
				(pulling away) 
			This is no time for oo-mox...

					LARELL 
			You don't like it?

					QUARK 
			It's not that, it's just... the 
			sooner I find that certain 
			something, the sooner you and I 
			can take our little trip together.

    DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT THREE    34.

25   CONTINUED:	(2)

					LARELL
				(smiles approvingly) 
			You're so diligent. Most men 
			don't know how to defer 
			gratification.

	Quark gives her his best look of yearning --

					QUARK
			You don't make it easy...

	He blows her a kiss and hurries away around the 
	corner...

26   INT. ANOTHER HABITAT RING CORRIDOR

	as Quark steps into a turbolift.

27   INT. TURBOLIFT

	as the door shuts behind Quark and he breathes a sigh 
	of relief.

					QUARK
			Level Seventeen.

	As the Turbolift starts to move, Quark feels for the 
	brick of latinum to shift it back into a secure 
	position. To his utter astonishment, it's not there! 
	He pats himself frantically, then comes to the 
	conclusion that Larell must've lifted it. After a 
	moment of panic, he decides it's okay. A beat, then he 
	smiles in admiration.

					QUARK
			You're good. But I'm the only one 
			the bank's going to give the money 
			to.
				(repeating the number so 
				he won't forget)
			CJ57436. CJ57436. CJ5 --

	The doors OPEN and Quark moves to step off, but finds 
	his path blocked by Krit and Nahsk. They step inside, 
	forcing him back aboard.

					QUARK
			This is my stop.

    DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT THREE    35.

27   CONTINUED:

					KRIT 
			What's your hurry?

	(NOTE: The Turbolift doesn't start to move because no 
	one has asked it to.)

					KRIT 
			My brother has something he wants 
			to say to you.

	Nahsk looks sheepish, but comes out with it.

					NAHSK 
			I'm sorry.
				(off Quark's look) 
			About the painting.

					KRIT 
			He feels terrible.

					QUARK
				(trying to move past 
				them) 
			No hard feelings.

	The brothers block his way --

					KRIT 
			It's nice of you to be so 
			forgiving, Quark.

					QUARK 
			Don't mention it.

					KRIT 
			My brother has a terrible temper.

					NAHSK 
			I get upset.

					KRIT 
			It comes out when things don't go 
			our way.

					QUARK
			I noticed.

					KRIT 
			That's why I'm hoping things start 
			to go our way soon. Do you 
			understand what I'm saying?

					QUARK
			I think I do, yes.

    DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT THREE    36.

27   CONTINUED:	(2)

					NAHSK
			I don't like to get upset.

					QUARK
			Don't worry, things are going to
			go your way soon.

					KRIT
			That's good to hear.

					QUARK
				(stepping past them)
			I'll be in touch.

	As the door opens --

					NAHSK
			Sorry about the painting.

	Quark gives him a look, EXITS.

28   INT. ANOTHER HABITAT RING CORRIDOR 

	as Quark approaches the door to his quarters, muttering 
	Morn's account number to himself.

					QUARK
			CJ57436. CJ574--

29   INT. QUARK'S QUARTERS

	as he ENTERS and goes immediately to his computer.

					QUARK
			--36. CJ57436.
				(working)
			Bank of Bolias...

	Suddenly a phaser is jammed into Quark's back --

 DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT THREE     37   

30   NEW ANGLE

	to reveal an imposing human Alien male standing behind 
	him. His name is HAIN, and he's dressed in twenty-fourth 
	century business attire.

					HAIN 
			Making a withdrawal, Quark? Let 
			me guess -- a thousand bricks of 
			gold-pressed latinum.

	Quark can't believe it -- someone else knows about the 
	money? Off Quark's reaction, we...

									FADE OUT.

                       END OF ACT THREE                         

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    38.
                           ACT FOUR                             

	FADE IN:

31   INT. QUARK'S QUARTERS - CONTINUOUS

	Hain has his phaser in Quark's back.

					HAIN 
			Put your hands on your head and 
			turn around.

	Quark slowly complies, figuring this is yet another 
	dangerous character here to make a claim on Morn's 
	latinum. He decides to cut to the chase --

					QUARK 
			All right, how much do you want?
				(off Hain's look) 
			And don't ask for the whole 
			thousand bricks, I already gave 
			away more than half of it.

	Hain fixes him with a look.

					HAIN 
			Attempted bribery. That should 
			add a few years to your sentence.

					QUARK
			What are you talking about?

	Hain waves Quark toward the door --

					HAIN 
			Let's go.

					QUARK
			Go where? Who are you?

					HAIN
				(flashing a "badge") 
			Lurian Security. I have a signed 
			extradition order for your arrest.
				(waving him toward the
				door again)
			As soon as your station's security
			chief approves it, we'll be on our
			way.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    39.

31   CONTINUED:

					QUARK
			But what did I do -- what's the
			charge?

					HAIN
			Conspiracy to intercept government
			property.

					QUARK
			Government property?

					HAIN
			One thousand bricks of gold
			pressed latinum.

					QUARK
			Wait a minute. Morn won that
			latinum in the Lissepian lottery.

	Hain smiles at this, shakes his head --


					QUARK
				(wan)
			He didn't?

					HAIN
			It was his bequest from the royal
			family of Luria.

					QUARK
			Why would the royal family of
			Luria give Morn that kind of
			money?

					HAIN
				(matter of fact)
			He was the crown prince.

					QUARK
			Morn was a prince?

					HAIN
			You didn't know?

					QUARK
			Morn was a prince?

					HAIN
			That's what I'm saying.

					QUARK
				(finally accepting it)
			Morn was a prince...

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR   39A.

31   CONTINUED:	(2)

					HAIN
			Yes. But he renounced the throne
			when he came of age.

					QUARK
			I always knew he was an idiot.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    40.

31   CONTINUED:	(3)

					HAIN 
			His family bequeathed him the 
			latinum when he abdicated. Now 
			that he's deceased, it's legally 
			theirs again.

					QUARK
			He left it to me.

					HAIN 
			The will has already been 
			nullified. He signed an agreement 
			to return the latinum in the event 
			of his death.

					QUARK
				(deflated) 
			Oh.
				(beat) 
			Do me a favor, don't tell his ex-
			wife that. I'm going to need a 
			little oo-mox later.

					HAIN 
			His ex-wife?

					QUARK
			Larell.

					HAIN 
			She's here?

					QUARK
			I just saw her.

	Hain starts thinking fast, this changes everything --

					QUARK 
			Something wrong?

					HAIN 
			Quiet. Let me think.

	Quark keeps his mouth shut for a beat --

					HAIN 
			Listen and listen carefully. 
			Larell has been trying to get her 
			hands on the Prince's latinum for 
			years. She's tried blackmail, 
			extortion -- I wouldn't be 
			surprised if she was behind his 
			death.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    41.

31   CONTINUED:	(4)

					QUARK
				(taken aback)
			She's always been nice to me...

					HAIN 
			The royal family would like
			nothing better than to see her 
			behind bars. If you help me 
			apprehend her, there'll be a 
			substantial reward.

	Quark is suddenly all ears --

					QUARK 
			What do I have to do?

					HAIN 
			When are you going to see her 
			again?

					QUARK
			She'll turn up sooner or later.
				(more to himself) 
			If not her, those two brothers.

					HAIN 
			Brothers?

					QUARK 
			They said they were Morn's 
			business partners. They claim he 
			owed them money.
				(between you and me) 
			Something tells me they're not 
			exactly above board.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    42.

31   CONTINUED:	(5)

					HAIN 
			Whoever these brothers are, I 
			promise you I'm not going to let 
			them get between the royal family 
			and its latinum.

					QUARK
			And I'm not going to let anything 
			get between me and my reward.

					HAIN 
			Then we have an understanding.

	A moment, then Hain tells him the plan.

					HAIN
			If I'm going to put these people 
			away, I need to catch them trying 
			to get their hands on the latinum. 
			Contact the bank -- tell them to 
			deliver it here.

					QUARK
			Then what?

					HAIN 
			Try to stay out of sight. Leave 
			the rest to me.

	Off Quark's face as he contemplates this turn of 
	events...

32   INT. QUARK'S BAR

	O'Brien is sitting on Morn's favorite chair working on 
	a piece of (TECH) equipment with some TOOLS. It's 
	early evening, and the place is relatively quiet. 
	SUPERNUMERARIES as needed. Bashir ENTERS and 
	approaches O'Brien.

					BASHIR 
			What are you doing?

					O'BRIEN
				(frustrated) 
			Trying to fix this optronic relay.

					BASHIR 
			Wouldn't you be better off working 
			in a lab?

	O'Brien looks at Bashir as if to say "how soon they 
	forget."

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    43.

32   CONTINUED:

					O'BRIEN
			I'm keeping Morn's chair warm.

					BASHIR
				(realizing) 
			Good man.

	Bashir looks down the length of the bar.

					BASHIR 
			Where's Quark? I'm in the mood 
			for one of his famous Til'amin 
			froths.

					O'BRIEN
			You'll have to settle for 
			something else. He's in the back.
				(motioning to a Ferengi 
				waiter) 
			And from what Broik tells me, he's 
			not coming out.

	Bashir thinks he knows why --

					BASHIR 
			Sounds like he's taking Morn's 
			death pretty hard.

					O'BRIEN
				(sympathetic) 
			He loved the guy.
				(collecting his things) 
			I'd better go test this.

	O'Brien gets up to leave. He looks down at Morn's 
	chair, loathe to leave it empty. Bashir realizes it's 
	his duty not to let this happen --

					BASHIR 
			I'll take over.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    44.

32   CONTINUED:	(2)

	As Bashir settles onto Morn's chair --

					O'BRIEN
			Good man.

	Off Bashir as he motions a waiter over...

33   EXT. SPACE - DEEP SPACE NINE (OPTICAL)

	Re-establishing.

34   INT. QUARK'S QUARTERS

	as Quark ENTERS. As he's about to flop down on the 
	couch, he thinks of something.

					QUARK
			Anybody here?

	A beat, then Larell steps out from behind a PARTITION.

					QUARK
			What a surprise...

	Larell isn't her usual vixen self... she seems scared 
	about something.

					LARELL
			You've got to help me, Quark.
			Someone's been following me.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    45.

34   CONTINUED:

					QUARK
			Who?

					LARELL
			Two men.

					QUARK
			Brothers?

					LARELL
			How should I know?

	The door CHIMES. Quark and Larell freeze.

					QUARK
			That could be them.

					LARELL
			Don't answer it.

					QUARK
			Believe me, I'm not planning to.

	They hold still, and after a beat, they start to HEAR 
	a series of BEEPS that indicate someone is working the 
	lock from outside.

					QUARK
			They're trying to bypass the lock.

	Quark decides they'd better hide.

					QUARK
				(grabbing her hand)
			Come on.

	As he leads her back behind the partition --

					QUARK
			Computer, dim lights.

	The LIGHTS DIM in response.

35   NEW ANGLE

	as Quark and Larell cower behind the partition. A 
	moment, then they hear a final BEEP and a CLICK --

					QUARK
				(sotto)
			Remind me to invest in a better
			lock...

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    46.

35   CONTINUED: 

	The door slides OPEN and Krit and Nahsk ENTER. Quark 
	peeks out and sees it's them. A moment as he considers 
	what to do --

					QUARK 
				(sotto) 
			Stay here.

	Before she can protest, Quark moves around from behind 
	the partition --

					QUARK 
			Gentlemen.

	They react to the sight of him --

					KRIT 
			We've been looking all over for 
			you, Quark.

					QUARK
			The latinum's on its way. It'll 
			be here tomorrow.

					KRIT 
			That's good news. We were 
			starting to worry.

	Before Quark can answer, the door CHIMES again. Krit 
	and Nahsk react -- they don't like unexpected visitors.

					KRIT 
			Expecting anyone?

					QUARK
			You never know when someone's 
			going to drop by.

					KRIT 
			Don't answer it.

	Quark shrugs, fine with him. A moment, then we hear 
	the SOUND of the lock being picked.

					QUARK 
			Sounds like they're coming in 
			anyway.

					NAHSK 
			You should invest in a better 
			lock.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    47.

35   CONTINUED:	(2)

					KRIT
			Whoever it is, get rid of them.
				(indicating the 
				partition)
			We'll be back there.

	Quark blocks their way, indicates the back room.

					QUARK
			You'd be more comfortable in
			there.

	Krit and Nahsk exchange a look, decide he's right.

					NAHSK
			We'll be back there.

	Quark nods patiently, watches them cross away and 
	disappear into the back room. As soon as they're gone, 
	he scurries to the partition and indicates to Larell 
	that she should stay put. By the time the door OPENS 
	he's back in the center of the room to greet Hain when 
	he ENTERS.

					HAIN
			Why didn't you answer the door?

					QUARK
			I dozed off. It's been one of
			those days.

	Quark motions his eyes toward the partition, trying to 
	let Hain know that someone's back there.

					HAIN
			We need to talk.

	Quark tries to cover -- he doesn't want Larell and the 
	brothers to know he and Hain are in cahoots.

					QUARK
			What would we have to talk about?

	He motions his head toward the back room to indicate 
	someone's back there too --

					HAIN
			Are you all right?

					QUARK
				(overly bright)
			What makes you ask that?

					HAIN
			You keep craning your neck.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    48.

35   CONTINUED:	(3)

	Suddenly Krit and Nahsk come out from the back room -- 
	Nahsk trains his weapon on Hain.

					KRIT
			Well look what we have here...

	Quark can't believe Hain let himself get caught like 
	this --

					QUARK
				(to Hain) 
			I'll bet the royal family sleeps 
			soundly knowing you're on the 
			job...

	Krit seems amused by this --

					KRIT 
			Royal family? What kind of lies 
			have you been telling him, Hain?

					HAIN
				(shrugs) 
			The usual.

	Quark reacts to their apparent familiarity

					QUARK
			You know each other?

					HAIN
				(ignoring him; to Krit) 
			It's been a long time.

					KRIT 
			Must be nine years.

					NAHSK. 
			Nine years.

					HAIN
				(to Nahsk) 
			I see you're still one step behind 
			everyone else.

	Larell steps out from behind the partition --

					LARELL 
			Leave him alone, Hain.

	Nahsk smiles at the sight of her --

					NAHSK
				(to his brother) 
			It's Larell.

	Krit is genuinely patient with his brother, as always.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    49.

35   CONTINUED:	(4)

					KRIT
			I can see that.

					QUARK
			What is going on here?

					LARELL
			We're having a little reunion.
				(lowering Nahsk's 
				weapon)
			We used to work together. With
			Morn.

					QUARK
				(to Hain, wan)
			I guess that means he wasn't
			really a Prince after all.

	Hain shakes his head...

					QUARK
				(to Hain)
			And you're not really a security
			agent?

	The others shake their heads.

					QUARK
				(to Larell)
			And you're not really his ex-wife?

	She shakes her head.

					QUARK
			Please don't tell me Morn didn't
			have any latinum.

					HAIN
			Oh, he had latinum, all right.

					QUARK
				(relieved)
			At least that part's true...

					HAIN
			Ever hear of the Lissepian
			Mother's Day heist?

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    50.

35   CONTINUED:	(6)

					QUARK 
			Who hasn't? While the whole 
			planet was celebrating, someone 
			broke into the Central Bank and 
			made off with --
				(realizing as he says 
				it) 
			One thousand bricks of gold-
			pressed latinum.
				(suddenly skeptical) 
			Wait a minute. You expect me to 
			believe that the four of you 
			pulled that off?

					NAHSK
				(not realizing they've 
				been insulted) 
			The five of us. Morn helped.

					KRIT 
			Yeah, and then he ran off with the 
			latinum.

					QUARK
			Why did it take you so long to 
			come after him?

					HAIN 
			Because we knew he'd stashed it 
			away somewhere to wait for the 
			statute of limitations to expire.

					LARELL
			And it did. Two weeks ago.

					NAHSK
				(stating the obvious) 
			You see, we can't be prosecuted 
			anymore.

					LARELL 
			So... here we are. And the 
			latinum's en route.
				(a proposition) 
			Maybe we should just split it up 
			and go our separate ways.

					QUARK
			The voice of reason.

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     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FOUR    51.

35   CONTINUED:	(7)

					KRIT 
			Not you, us.

					HAIN
				(to the others) 
			Krit's right, we don't need him 
			anymore.

	A beat, then Nahsk thinks of something...

					NAHSK 
			You know, we don't need him 
			anymore.

	If Nahsk can see it, you know it's obvious to everyone 
	else. Off Quark's face as he realizes he's in trouble...

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT FOUR                         

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    52.
                           ACT FIVE                             

	FADE IN:

36   INT. QUARK'S QUARTERS - CONTINUOUS

	Morn's former partners are all staring at Quark, who's 
	very worried about this latest turn of events.

					LARELL 
			What do we do with him?

					KRIT 
			It should look like an accident. 
			We don't want anyone asking 
			questions.

	Quark shakes free of the fear that gripped him when 
	they first turned on him, realizes something --

					QUARK 
			Wait a minute. You can't kill me. 
			I'm the only one who can take 
			delivery of the latinum.
				(holding up his thumb) 
			You need my thumbprint.

					HAIN 
			He's right.

	Nahsk grabs Quark's hand, pulls out a SMALL KNIFE --
	Quark struggles, realizing what he's thinking.

					NAHSK 
			It won't hurt as much if you keep 
			still.

					HAIN 
			What do you propose we do, Nahsk? 
			Walk into the cargo bay with a 
			bloody thumb and ask for the 
			latinum?

	Nahsk considers, realizes this could be a problem.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    53.

36   CONTINUED:

					HAIN 
			We need him.

	Reluctantly, Nahsk lets go of Quark.


					HAIN 
			The question is, what happens 
			after he takes delivery?

	A beat as they all consider, then Quark makes a 
	suggestion --

					QUARK 
			We could split the latinum five 
			ways.
				(off their looks) 
			It's what you would've gotten if 
			Morn was still alive.

					LARELL 
			True.

					QUARK
			Think of me as Morn.
				(more to himself) 
			I can't believe I just said that.

	The others are on the verge of agreeing when something 
	occurs to Nahsk...

					NAHSK 
			It's not fair. We stole it. He 
			didn't do anything.

					QUARK
			Maybe not. But the bottom line 
			is, you need me.

	The others exchange looks --

					HAIN 
			A thousand bricks, split five 
			ways... what do you think?

					KRIT 
			It's still a lot of latinum.

					NAHSK
				(nods) 
			Two hundred and fifty bricks each.

	They all look at Nahsk, decide not to bother correcting 
	him --

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    54.

36   CONTINUED:	(2)

					QUARK 
			So, do we have a deal?

	A moment, then Hain nods... followed by Larell, then 
	Krit. Quark glances at Nahsk, who's not paying 
	attention, still thinking about the latinum.

					KRIT 
			He's in.

					QUARK
			The Bolian transport arrives 
			tomorrow at sixteen hundred hours.
				(showing them the door) 
			We'll meet at the cargo bay.

					HAIN 
			We're staying together until it 
			gets here.

					QUARK
			We are?

					HAIN 
			I don't trust you, and I certainly 
			don't trust them.

					QUARK
			I see your point. But I have a 
			bar to run.

									CUT TO:

37   INT. QUARK'S BAR 

	where Morn's former partners are all bellied up to the 
	bar. An annoyed Quark is standing behind the bar, 
	serving them drinks. There's no one else in the place.

					HAIN
				(raising his glass to 
				Quark) 
			To your hospitality.

					QUARK
				(dry)
			Don't mention it.

	A moment as they all sip their drinks...

					LARELL 
			So this was Morn's favorite 
			place...


    DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/-97 - ACT FIVE    55.

37   CONTINUED:

					QUARK
				(pointing to Morn's 
				chair) 
			He used to sit right there.

					NAHSK 
			That's not very smart -- sitting 
			with your back to the door.

					QUARK
			He was the trusting type.

	Hain realizes something --

					HAIN 
			Which one of you killed him, 
			anyway?

	No one claims the deed.

					HAIN 
			Come on, it's nothing to be 
			ashamed of.

	Hain's first instinct is to turn to the brothers

					KRIT 
			It wasn't us.

	All heads turns Larell's way

					LARELL 
			Me neither.

	That leaves only Quark --

					QUARK
			Don't look at me.

					HAIN
				(appreciating the irony) 
			So it really was an accident.

	They all shake their heads with wonder...

					LARELL 
			Poor Morny. He always did have 
			bad luck.

	Rueful smiles all around... After a beat...

					HAIN 
			We had some good times together...

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    56.

37   CONTINUED:	(2)

					KRIT
			He was always so cheerful.

					LARELL 
			That's what I loved about him.

	Quark listens incredulously as they reminisce about the 
	man they're all glad to have out of the way.

					HAIN 
			It's funny. Being here together, 
			the four of us -- it makes me wish 
			Morn were here, too.

					QUARK
				(off the cuff) 
			Sure, except we'd have to split 
			the latinum six ways instead of 
			five.

	They all turn and look at him as if this were the most 
	insensitive thing anyone's ever said.

					HAIN 
			Do you mind?

					KRIT 
			Some people have no respect for 
			the dead.

	Nahsk remembers something held like to share --

					NAHSK 
			Remember that little dance Morn 
			used to do every time we finished 
			a job?

	They all look at him blankly. After a beat, Krit 
	patiently explains to his brother --

					KRIT 
			You're thinking of someone else.

	Nahsk considers this, but before he can answer, the 
	door OPENS and Odo ENTERS.

					HAIN
				(sotto) 
			Get rid of him.

	As Quark crosses out toward Odo, Morn's partners all 
	grab their drinks and return to their usual poker-faced 
	selves.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE   56A.

38   QUARK AND ODO

	by the door.

					QUARK 
			We're closed.

					ODO
			At this hour?

	When Odo looks their way, Morn's partners raise their 
	glasses to him with minimalist flair --

					QUARK 
			Friends of Morn. We're 
			commiserating.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    57.

38   CONTINUED:

					ODO 
			I see.
				(eyeing Morn's 
				"friends") 
			How long are you going to be 
			closed?

	It pains Quark to think of the business he's losing --

					QUARK 
			Oh, till about sixteen hundred 
			hours tomorrow.

	Off Odo's surprised look --

					QUARK 
			We have a lot to commiserate 
			about.

					ODO
			I see.

	With a last look, Odo EXITS. Quark turns back to the 
	others, sees their suspicious looks, and musters a wan 
	smile.

					QUARK 
			Where were we?

	Off this moment...

39   EXT. SPACE - DEEP SPACE NINE (OPTICAL)

	Re-establishing.

40   INT. CARGO BAY (OPTICAL)

	as the group ENTERS, looking slightly rumpled from 
	staying up all night together. All are still wearing 
	the same clothes we last saw them in. TWO BAJORAN 
	WORKMEN are depositing a LARGE CRATE in the center of 
	the room, and the group perks up at the sight.

					QUARK

				(with relish) 
			There it is, right on time.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE   57A.

40   CONTINUED:

	Quark motions to the others to stay back, he'll deal 
	with the workers. He approaches them with a ready 
	smile.

					QUARK
			I believe that's for me.

	One of the Workmen holds up a PADD. Quark extends his 
	thumb with a flourish, and plants it on the appropriate 
	spot. The Workman checks the PADD, nods, and he and 
	his partner move away to EXIT.

	The moment the door shuts behind them, Morn's partners 
	hurry to join Quark at the crate, their eyes alive with 
	greed.

					HAIN
			Open it.

	Quark works the latch, OPENS a PANEL in the top of the 
	crate. It's a moment fit for a heavenly choir -- rows 
	and rows of gold-pressed latinum bricks sparkling in 
	their shelves. They're all struck dumb at the sight. 
	After a beat...

					QUARK
			I'll count it...

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    58.

40   CONTINUED:	(2)

	As he reaches inside the crate, the others reach into 
	their clothes and pull WEAPONS on each other. In the 
	blink of an eye, Quark finds himself in the middle of 
	a four-way standoff -- Hain has his weapon on Krit, 
	Krit has his on Larell, Larell has hers on Nahsk, who 
	has his on Hain. A tense moment, then...

					QUARK 
			All right, someone else count it.

	Another tense beat, then Krit smiles.

					KRIT 
			Put it down, Hain. My brother may 
			be slow, but if you pull the 
			trigger, he'll kill you.

	A beat, then Hain prepares to lower his weapon. 
	Suddenly, to Krit's astonishment, Nahsk swings his 
	weapon around and trains it on his brother. Larell and 
	Hain are so nonplussed they're not sure where they 
	should point their weapons.

					NAHSK 
			I'm not slow.

					KRIT
			Nahsk... ?

	As Nahsk squeezes the trigger, Krit dives out of the 
	way so that the BLAST hits him on the shoulder. All 
	hell breaks loose as the four start FIRING at each 
	other and scrambling for cover. Quark stands frozen in 
	the middle of this until a stray BOLT almost hits him 
	and he snaps out of it, dives into the crate to hide.

41   INT. CRATE (OPTICAL)

	as Quark cowers inside it, oblivious to the fact that 
	he's sitting amidst a fortune in gold-pressed latinum. 
	The SOUND of phaser fire continues, punctuated by 
	SHOUTED REMARKS between the former partners and the 
	occasional YELP of pain when someone gets hit.

					QUARK
				(quiet)
			Go ahead, kill each other...

	Quark starts to feel a little safer inside the shelter 
	of the crate. Just as he reaches to pick up a brick of 
	latinum, a phaser BLAST pierces the crate wall and 
	barely misses him. He immediately forgets the latinum 
	and has the good sense to keep cowering.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    59.

41   CONTINUED:

	Suddenly we hear the off-screen SOUND of a door 
	OPENING.

					ODO (O.S.)
			Security! Drop your weapons!

	As Quark listens, the firefight intensifies. We hear 
	chaotic SHOUTS, GROANS of pain, and finally --

					LARELL (O.S.)
			I surrender.

	The firing stops.

					ODO (O.C)
			Throw out your weapon.

42   INT. CARGO BAY

	as Larell's weapon skitters to the middle of the floor 
	and she comes out from behind a crate, utterly 
	unscathed. Odo and his DEPUTIES begin disarming the 
	group. Except for Larell, they're all lying on the 
	floor or slouched against crates, clutching at injured 
	arms and legs and trying to fight the pain.

					ODO
				(to a deputy)
			Take her to a holding cell and get
			the rest of them to the Infirmary.

	As the Deputies move to comply, Odo crosses to the 
	crate.

43   INT. CRATE

	where Quark is cautiously listening. A beat, then the 
	panel OPENS and Odo looks in.

					ODO
				(dry)
			There you are.

					QUARK
			Are they gone?

					ODO
			From now on, you'll have to do
			your commiserating alone. Your
			"friends" are going to prison.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    60.

43   CONTINUED:

					QUARK 
	For how long?

					ODO
			Assault with intent to kill --
			long enough.

	Quark looks at the rows and rows of latinum.

					QUARK
			It's mine... all mine.

	A greedy smile spreads across Quark's face. He reaches 
	to pick up a brick, admires its luster. He picks up a 
	second brick, prepares to taps it against the first.


					QUARK 
			What you're about to hear is the 
			most beautiful sound in the 
			galaxy...

	To his surprise, the bricks make a dull clanking sound 
	when they strike each other. Quark's features falter. 
	He studies one of the bricks in his hands, senses 
	something odd. He squeezes it, and the brick CRUMPLES 
	into gold dust. Quark can't believe it. He grabs 
	another brick, and it too crumples into dust.

					QUARK
			This can't be... there's no
			latinum in these bricks...

					ODO 
			What?

					QUARK
				(as another brick
				crumples in his hand)
			Someone extracted the latinum...

	He looks up at Odo, near shock.

					QUARK 
			There's nothing here but worthless 
			gold...

	Odo can't help but enjoy this...

					ODO
			And it's all yours...

	Quark looks down at the worthless dust slipping through 
	his fingers... off his devastated features...

44   EXT. SPACE - DEEP SPACE NINE (OPTICAL)

	Re-establishing the station.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    61.

INT. QUARK'S BAR

	where a dejected Quark is behind the bar. It's 
	morning, before the bar has opened, and some Ferengi 
	waiters are setting up.

	Quark's wiping the bar down with a towel when his eyes 
	alight on Morn's chair. A steely look comes over his 
	face and he moves to the stool, grabs it, and starts 
	trying to wrench it from the bolts that hold it to the 
	ground. He gets more and more agitated until he's 
	tearing at it like an animal. A moment, then Odo comes 
	up behind him.

					ODO
			Quark.

	Quark doesn't hear him, he's too focused on ripping the 
	stool off its moorings.

					ODO
			Quark.

	Quark turns to Odo with a snarl --

					QUARK
			What do you want?

					ODO
			There's someone here to see you.

	Odo seems pleased, which only stokes Quark's anxiety.

					QUARK
			I thought you said they were all
			going to prison.

					ODO
			You'd better sit down.

	Quark ignores him, and Odo turns to wave someone 
	inside. To Quark's utter astonishment, it's Morn.

					QUARK
			Morn?

					ODO
			Alive and well.

	Quark falls back onto a stool, his mind reeling --

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    62.

45   CONTINUED:

					ODO 
			Apparently he faked his own death. 
				(smiles) 
			I'll let him tell you all about 
			it.

	Supremely satisfied, Odo turns and EXITS. Morn looks 
	at Quark, blinks once or twice, then moves to sit on 
	his old stool. A long beat as the two men regard each 
	other...

					QUARK 
			Well?

	Just as Morn raises a hand to launch into his story, 
	Quark cuts him off --

					QUARK 
			I don't want to hear it! Not a 
			word.

	Morn looks at Quark sheepishly...

					QUARK 
			You set me up. You left the 
			latinum to me because you knew I'd 
			do whatever it would take to get 

			my hands on it. You figured I'd 
			keep those four off-balance long 
			enough for them to turn on each 
			other. This whole thing was just 
			a scam to get them off your back.

	A beat, then Morn nods apologetically.

					QUARK 
			I could've been killed, you know.

	Morn hangs his head...

					QUARK 
			And I thought we were friends.

	Morn doesn't know what to say. Quark studies him for 
	a beat, and despite himself, can't help but be 
	impressed by Morn's ingenuity.

					QUARK 
			I've got to admit, I didn't 
			suspect for a minute. 

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    63.

45   CONTINUED:	(2)

					QUARK (Cont'd) 
			To tell you the truth I didn't 
			think you had it in you to pull 
			off something like this.

	Quark shakes his head in wonder...

					QUARK 
			I've just got one question for 
			you. What happened to the 
			latinum?

	Morn looks around to make sure no one's watching, takes 
	an empty shot glass from the bar and raises it to his 
	lips --

46   QUARK

	as he reacts to what Morn's doing.

47   RESUME (OPTICAL) 

	we see Morn regurgitating a last DROP of liquid 
	latinum. We see it sitting in the bottom of the glass -- 
	it has the consistency of mercury, and every now and 
	then it gives off a STARBURST of light.

					QUARK
				(realizing) 
			Of course, your second stomach. 
			You've been keeping it in your 
			second stomach all these years?
				(off Morn's nod) 
			That's a lot of latinum. No 
			wonder your hair fell out.

	A beat, then Morn slides the glass over to Quark. 
	Quark looks at him, realizing what he's doing --

					QUARK
			For me?
				(off Morn's look) 
			This must be a hundred bricks 
			worth.


	Morn makes a "more or less" gesture.

     DEEP SPACE NINE: "Who Mourns... " - REV. 11/13/97 - ACT FIVE    64.

47   CONTINUED:

					QUARK 
			I don't know what to say. Thanks.
				(hastening to point out) 
			Not that I didn't earn it after 
			what you put me through.

	Quark holds up the glass containing the drop of 
	latinum, he's all but forgotten everything that's 
	happened and is as pleased as can be.

					QUARK
			If you ever want to set me up 
			again, feel free.

	Morn nods that he'd like that. Quark reaches to pour 
	him a drink.

					QUARK
			You know, you and I should 
			consider doing business together.

	Morn looks interested. We start to PULL BACK from the 
	two men.

					QUARK
			Two enterprising gentlemen like us 
			could do all right for ourselves. 
			Take that gold dust of yours...

	Quark's voice drops away as we continue to PULL BACK...

					QUARK
				(voice fading) 
			It doesn't have to be a total 
			loss. I hear that in certain 
			primitive cultures it's considered 
			quite valuable...

	Off the unlikely image of these two men hatching their 
	next venture together...

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT FIVE                         
                            THE END