STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE 
                              
                         "Inquisition" 
                          #40510-542 
                              
                          Written by 
                Bradley Thompson & David Weddle 
                              
                          Directed by 
                         Michael Dorn 

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                        January 14, 1998

       STAR TREK: DS9 - "Inquisition" - 01/14/98 - CAST 

                  STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE 
                         "Inquisition" 
                             CAST 

          SISKO                    WEYOUN
          KIRA                     SLOAN
          ODO                      RUSSELL
          BASHIR                   KAGAN
          DAX                      
          WORF                     
          QUARK                    
          O'BRIEN                  
          COMPUTER VOICE           

          Non-Speaking             Non-Speaking
          N.D. SUPERNUMERARIES     

       STAR TREK: DS9 - "Inquisition" - 01/14/98 - SETS 

                  STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE 
                         "Inquisition" 
                             SETS 

        INTERIORS                     EXTERIORS
        DEEP SPACE NINE                 DEEP SPACE NINE
          BASHIR'S QUARTERS/            
          BEDROOM                       
          CAPTAIN'S OFFICE              
          HABITAT RING CORRIDOR         
          HOLDING CELLS                 
          INFIRMARY                     
          OPS                           
          PROMENADE                     
          SECURITY OFFICE               
          WARDROOM                      

        DEFIANT                       
          BRIDGE                        
          TRANSPORTER ROOM              

        FEDERATION HOLOGRID           

        CARDASSIAN SHIP               
          GUEST QUARTERS                

         DS9 - "Inquisition" -01/14/98- PRONUNCIATION 

                  STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE 
                         "Inquisition" 
                      PRONUNCIATION GUIDE 


          BANDEE                   ban-DEE
          BOPAK                    BOH-pahk
          CASPERIA                 kas-PEAR-ee-uh
          KETRACEL                 KET-ruh-cell
          MARTOK                   MAR-tok
          TAL SHIAR                TAL she-ARE
          MOBA                     MOW-buh

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER        1.

                  STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE                    
                            "Inquisition"                              
                            TEASER                              

	FADE IN:

1    INT. INFIRMARY

	where we find a harried BASHIR finishing up some work 
	at his console. He works the controls for a beat, then 
	picks up a PADD.

					BASHIR
			Computer, download file to PADD...
				(checking its serial 
				number) 
			F-seven.

	We hear the SOUND of the computer initiating the 
	download.

					COMPUTER VOICE 
			Download complete.

	Just as Bashir grabs another two PADDS and prepares to 
	leave, a VOICE from the doorway --

					ODO'S VOICE 
			You're up late.

2    NEW ANGLE

	to reveal ODO standing in the doorway. Outside, we can 
	see the relatively quiet Promenade.

					BASHIR
				(nods a greeting) 
			I have a few things to finish up 
			before I leave in the morning.

	Odo gives him a curious look, and Bashir holds up the
	PADD to explain --

					BASHIR 
			I'm presenting a paper at a 
			medical conference.

					ODO 
			I see. Where is it? Risa, 
			Casperia Prime?

					BASHIR 
			Casperia. How'd you guess?

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER        2.

2    CONTINUED:

					ODO 
			Doctors always hold their 
			conferences at sunny resorts.

					BASHIR
				(smiles) 
			Ours can be a grim profession. 
			Don't you think we deserve a break 
			from all the illness and death?

	Odo gives him a skeptical look --

					ODO 
			Don't forget to bring plenty of 
			sunscreen.

	As Odo turns away, we reveal a sheepish looking O'BRIEN 
	standing in the doorway. He's wearing his kayaking 
	WETSUIT and nursing an injured right shoulder.

					ODO 
			Let me guess. You dislocated your 
			shoulder.

	An embarrassed O'Brien nods, and Odo rolls his eyes 
	before EXITING. O'Brien gives Bashir a beseeching 
	look.

					BASHIR 
			Not again.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER        3.

2    CONTINUED:	(2)

	Bashir leads O'Brien over to the bio-bed. As he scans 
	him with a TRICORDER --

					BASHIR
				(scolding him) 
			You promised me you wouldn't go 
			kayaking again until your shoulder 
			had a chance to heal.

					O'BRIEN
				(chastened) 
			I know. But I can't stay away.
				(trying to explain 
				himself) 
			It's like the river calls to me.

					BASHIR 
			That's right. It's saying, "Stay 
			away. Don't come near me. I'll 
			only hurt you more!"

	Before O'Brien can protest, Bashir wrenches his 
	shoulder back into place -- we hear a POPPING SOUND and 
	O'Brien lets out a howl of pain. A moment, then he 
	lets out a relieved breath and gingerly tests his 
	shoulder.

					O'BRIEN 
			Much better.

	Bashir gives him a HYPO to the shoulder --

					BASHIR 
			It'll be tender for a few days so 
			go easy on it.

					O'BRIEN 
			Right.

	Bashir starts getting his things together so he can 
	leave --

					BASHIR 
			If the pain starts to get any 
			worse, Nurse Bandee can give you 
			something.

					O'BRIEN 
			Thanks, Julian. Have a good time 
			on Casperia.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER        4.

2    CONTINUED:	(3)

					BASHIR 
			I'm going to a medical conference, 
			not on a vacation.

					O'BRIEN
			Whatever you say.

					BASHIR
				(at the door) 
			Remember -- listen to the river... 
			and stay away.

	And with that, Bashir EXITS. Off O'Brien as he tests 
	the pain in his shoulder... to his relief, he can use 
	his arm fairly normally...

3    EXT. SPACE - DEEP SPACE NINE (OPTICAL)

	Establishing.

4    OMITTED

4A   INT. BASHIR'S BEDROOM

	Bashir is asleep in bed when the Computer wakes him.

					COMPUTER VOICE 
			The time is oh-seven hundred hours.

	Bashir groans, rolls over and opens his eyes. He idly 
	scratches behind his right ear. (NOTE: This seemingly 
	innocent gesture will eventually pay off in Act Five.)

	His eyes are bleary and he feels as if he just fell asleep.

					BASHIR
				(unable to believe it) 
			You're joking. Computer, 
			confirm time.

					COMPUTER VOICE 
			The time is oh-seven-hundred 
			hours, twenty-three seconds.

	Bashir swings himself to a sitting position and yawns. 
	Then he shakes his head, trying to clear it.

					BASHIR 
			Something tells me I'm going to 
			need a lot of raktajino today.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER       4A.

5    INT. BASHIR'S QUARTERS

	as he ENTERS from the bedroom, now in uniform. He 
	crosses to an open SUITCASE on the couch, tosses in a 
	few last-minute items. He shuts the case, glances at 
	his STUFFED BEAR, which is sitting on a nearby shelf.

					BASHIR
			See you in a few days, old chum.
			Keep the home fires burning.

	A COM VOICE interrupts --

					COM VOICE
			Attention, senior officers.
			Report to Operations immediately.

	Bashir sighs, a bit annoyed --

					BASHIR
			What now?

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER        5.

5    CONTINUED:

	He grabs his case and heads for the door --

6    INT. OPS

	as the turbolift RISES into view carrying Bashir. He 
	sees WORF, KIRA, DAX, O'Brien and Odo standing down by 
	the Ops table. Armed N.D. STARFLEET INTERNAL AFFAIRS 
	OFFICERS are at various consoles, downloading information.

					BASHIR
				(stifling a yawn)
			This better be quick. I have a
			transport to catch.

	His demeanor changes when he sees the serious looks on 
	the faces of his friends. His tiredness forgotten, he 
	glances around and sees other INTERNAL AFFAIRS GUARDS 
	stationed at strategic locations around Ops, HAND 
	PHASERS strapped to their sides. (NOTE: Bashir's yawn 
	and initial tiredness will pay off in Act Five, but 
	from this point on, the seriousness of his situation 
	will cause him to forget his fatigue.)

	There's a definite tension in the room. Bashir moves 
	to O'Brien's side, leans in close.

					BASHIR
			What's going on?

					O'BRIEN
			Internal Affairs.

					BASHIR
			What are they doing here?

					O'BRIEN
			They're not saying.

					DAX
				(trying to lighten the 
				mood)
			If they'd called ahead, we
			could've thrown them a party.

	Kira scans the sober faces of the guards --

					KIRA
			Something tells me this isn't a
			social visit.

					WORF
			Where is the captain?

					ODO
				(motioning to Sisko's 
				Office)
			In there.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER        6.

7    NEW ANGLE 

	Through the door, our people can see a grim SISKO 
	having a discussion with the head of the security team, 
	Deputy Director SLOAN. Sloan cuts an impressive figure -- 
	he carries himself with the confidence of a man who 
	know what he wants and how to get it.

					BASHIR
			He doesn't look very happy.

					ODO 
				(grim) 
			No. He doesn't.

	As the senior staff watches, Sisko seems to acquiesce 
	to some request of Sloan's. He motions toward the 
	door, and follows Sloan out into Ops. A beat as our 
	people wait to hear what he has to say.

					SISKO 
			All right, people. This is Deputy 
			Director Sloan of Internal 
			Affairs. He's here under the 
			authority of the Federation 
			Council. I expect you to give him 
			your full cooperation.

	Sloan steps forward. As he speaks, his eyes search the 
	faces of the entire senior staff.

					SLOAN 
			Starfleet Intelligence has reason 
			to believe that there's been a 
			security breach aboard Deep Space 
			Nine.

	He lets this statement sink in for a beat before 
	continuing.

					SLOAN 
			It appears that someone has been 
			passing information to the 
			Dominion.

	Our people can't believe what they're hearing -- Dax is 
	the first to object to this allegation.

					DAX 
			With all due respect, I think 
			there's been some kind of mistake.

					SLOAN 
			I hope you're right, commander. 
			I really do.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER       6A.

7    CONTINUED:

					SLOAN (Cont'd) 
			But until we determine the source, 
			we have to follow standard 
			containment procedures and isolate 
			the members of the senior staff.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER        7.

7CONTINUED:	(2)

	We can see that Sloan means this. He doesn't like 
	accusing Starfleet officers of treason, but at the same
	time, he's determined to get to the bottom of this.

					SISKO 
			As of now, you're all relieved of 
			duty and confined to quarters.

					KIRA
				(incredulous) 
			Confined to quarters?

					SISKO
			I don't like it any more than you do.

	Our people exchange looks, but what can they do?

					SLOAN 
			You'll be contacted shortly. I'll 
			be conducting interviews with each 
			one of you. For the time being, 
			you're not to discuss this matter 
			amongst yourselves.
				(beat) 
			Any questions?

	After a beat, Bashir asks --

					BASHIR 
			Do you have any idea how long your 
			investigation is going to take?

					SLOAN 
			It's difficult to say, doctor. 
			But don't worry, we've already 
			contacted Starfleet Medical and 
			informed them that you won't be 
			attending your conference.

	Bashir and the others react -- this guy seems to know 
	a lot about them already.

					BASHIR
				(dry) 
			How very considerate of you.

	If Sloan catches Bashir's tone, he doesn't seem to 
	care. He turns and nods to his Security forces --

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - TEASER        8.

7    CONTINUED:	(3)

					SLOAN
			Take them to their quarters.

	Lieutenant KAGAN, a young male, and Lieutenant 
	CHANDLER, a stoic female -- step down to escort our 
	people. They're professionals with a job to do and no 
	hard feelings. Lieutenant Chandler approaches Bashir.

					CHANDLER
			Would you follow me, please.

	Our people exchange last looks, then break away to 
	follow their escorts. Off the unsettling image of our 
	heroes being led away by armed guards, we...

									FADE OUT.

                         END OF TEASER                          

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE       9.
                            ACT ONE                             

	FADE IN:


	(NOTE: Episode credits fall over opening scene

8    INT. BASHIR'S QUARTERS

	Bashir is pacing back and forth, mulling over what 
	happened in Ops. He knows in his heart that Starfleet
	Intelligence is wrong in its suspicions, and he's 
	frustrated that a pointless investigation ruined his 
	trip to Casperia. Finally, he stops pacing and crosses 
	to the REPLICATOR, intent on getting something to eat.

					BASHIR 
			Hot buttered scones, moba jam and 
			red leaf tea.

 9   THE REPLICATOR

	fails to respond. Bashir gives it a light bang with 
	his hand. Nothing happens.

					BASHIR
			What's wrong with this thing?

	He lets out an irritated breath, glances around for 
	something to occupy his time. His eyes settle on his 
	SUITCASE and he decides to unpack. He takes the case 
	to a table, opens it, and starts to remove its 
	contents. First he removes a STYLUS, which he sets on 
	the table, then he withdraws the three PADDS he packed 
	earlier. As he sets them down next to the stylus, he
	inadvertently knocks it --

10   TO THE FLOOR 

	As he bends to look for the stylus the door CHIMES, and 
	he decides to retrieve the implement later.

					BASHIR 
			Come in.

	The door OPENS to reveal Lieutenant Chandler. Her 
	weapon is slung.

					CHANDLER 
			Would you please come with me, 
			doctor?

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE      10.

10   CONTINUED:

					BASHIR
			Certainly.

11   INT. HABITAT RING CORRIDOR

	as Chandler and Bashir ENTER and start down the 
	corridor.

					BASHIR
			Where are we going?

					CHANDLER
			To the wardroom. Director Sloan
			wants to ask you some questions.

	They round a corner, and suddenly, from the 
	intersecting corridor, comes the SOUND of rushing 
	FOOTSTEPS.

					STARFLEET SECURITY VOICE (O.S.)
			Stand clear --

	Chandler grabs Bashir by the shoulder and shoves him 
	over to the wall, clearing the path for --

12   THREE STARFLEET INTELLIGENCE GUARDS

	who run past with RIFLES at the ready. Bashir watches 
	them hustle down the corridor and around a corner, out 
	of sight.

					BASHIR
			What's going on?

					CHANDLER
			Nothing you need to worry about,
			sir.

	Bashir finds her explanation less than satisfactory, 
	but clearly she intends to say no more.

					CHANDLER
			This way.

	With a last glance down the corridor through which the 
	guards disappeared, Bashir starts away, his features 
	troubled.

13   INT. WARDROOM

	as the door OPENS and Chandler escorts Bashir into the 
	room.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE      11.

13   CONTINUED: 

	Sloan is seated at the table studying one of an 
	assortment of PADDS arrayed within his reach. He looks 
	up and nods to Chandler, who EXITS.


	Sloan studies Bashir for a beat, then sets down his 
	PADD and rises. Sloan has his jacket open and looks 
	much more relaxed than in his previous scene. He 
	approaches Bashir and extends his hand.

					SLOAN
			Doctor Bashir.

	Bashir shakes the offered hand. Sloan is all smiles 
	and hospitality. He's sizing Bashir up as a suspect, 
	but hides his real agenda behind an affable facade. 
	Only later will we discover the real motivations behind 
	his innocuous questions and remarks.

					SLOAN 
			Have a seat.

	Bashir seats himself in the indicated chair.

					SLOAN 
			I'm sorry you had to miss your
			medical conference, but it 
			couldn't be helped. In a case 
			like this, I have to follow strict 
			procedures.

	Bashir's surprised by Sloan's warm and casual manner 
	and it throws him a little off balance.

					BASHIR
			Of course. I understand.

					SLOAN
				(returns to his seat) 
			Maybe it's a blessing in disguise.
				(a wry smile) 
			The last time you tried to attend 
			a medical conference you were 
			taken prisoner by the Dominion.

					BASHIR
				(nods) 
			An experience I wouldn't care to 
			repeat.

					SLOAN 
			I'm sure you wouldn't. Five weeks 
			in a Dominion prison camp -- I 
			can't imagine what it must've been 
			like.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE      12.

13   CONTINUED:	(2)

					BASHIR 
			It wasn't pleasant.

					SLOAN 
			I read your report.
				(with a hint of 
				admiration for Bashir's 
				fortitude) 
			It made me ask myself how I 
			would've held up under those 
			conditions. I guess you never 
			really know until you go through 
			it.

					BASHIR 
			I'm sure you would've found a way 
			to cope. We do what we have to to 
			survive.

	Sloan smiles as if in agreement and picks up a PADD.

					SLOAN 
			I was just reading some of your 
			case reports. Fascinating stuff. 
			The work you did with those 
			genetically enhanced patients? 
			Very impressive.

	Sloan's manner is such that Bashir finds himself 
	starting to relax in his presence --

					BASHIR
			Thank you.

					SLOAN
				(smiles) 
			Before you started working with 
			them, they were described by 
			Starfleet Medical as --
				(checking PADD)
			-- "alienated, uncommunicative,
			and hostile." You're the first
			doctor who managed to establish a
			dialogue with them.

					BASHIR 
			Well, I think the fact that I'm 
			genetically enhanced myself made 
			them more open to accepting me.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE      13.

13   CONTINUED:	(3)

					SLOAN
				(enthusiastically) 
			You spoke their language.

					BASHIR
			Exactly.

					SLOAN
			I envy your profession. You make 
			a positive impact on people's 
			lives.
				(almost rueful) 
			You know, I considered becoming a 
			doctor myself.

					BASHIR
			You have a good bedside manner.
				(off Sloan's look) 
			When I walked in here, I was half 
			expecting to be interrogated under 
			a bright light.

					SLOAN
				(laughs) 
			Not this time.

	They share a smile. With a last glance at a PADD,
	Sloan sits back.

					SLOAN 
			Well, I don't see a need to 
			trouble you any longer. Thank you 
			for your cooperation.

					BASHIR
			My pleasure.

	Without alerting Bashir, Sloan activates a control that 
	OPENS the door behind the Doctor.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE      14.

13   CONTINUED:	(4) 

	Bashir stands and turns to discover Lieutenant Chandler 
	waiting in the doorway for him.

					SLOAN 
			Lieutenant Chandler will take you 
			back to your quarters. I'm afraid 
			I'm going to have to ask you to 
			stay there until I've finished the 
			rest of the interviews.

					BASHIR 
			In that case, could you send 
			someone to have a look at my 
			Replicator? It isn't working.

					SLOAN 
			Actually, we took them off-line.

					BASHIR
				(surprised) 
			Oh?

					SLOAN 
			To prevent anyone from trying to 
			replicate a communications device 
			or a weapon.

	This strikes Bashir as a bit much, but he decides not 
	to say anything.

					BASHIR
			All I want is some breakfast.

					SLOAN
				(picking up a STYLUS) 
			What would you like? I'll have it 
			sent to your quarters right away.

					BASHIR 
			Hot buttered scones, moba jam and 
			red leaf tea.

	Sloan jots this down and smiles, playing the waiter --

					SLOAN 
			Coming right up.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE      15.

13   CONTINUED:	(5)

					BASHIR
			Thank you.

	Bashir turns and heads for the door. Just as he 
	reaches it, Sloan calls him back.

					SLOAN
			Doctor. One more thing.

					BASHIR
			Yes.

					SLOAN
			About those genetically enhanced
			patients of yours. Did Starfleet
			Medical ask you to work with them,
			or did you volunteer?

					BASHIR
			I volunteered.

	Bashir isn't sure why this is important, but Sloan 
	notes it on his PADD.

					SLOAN
			I see, very good.

	Bashir nods, and EXITS to join Chandler.

14   INT. BASHIR'S QUARTERS

	where Bashir is sitting on the couch with his feet 
	propped up, waiting for his breakfast. After a beat, 
	the door CHIMES.

					BASHIR
			Yes.

	The door OPENS to reveal Lieutenant Kagan carrying a 
	TRAY of food.

					KAGAN
			Here you are, sir.

					BASHIR
			Thank God. I'm famished.

	Bashir stands and takes the tray from Kagan.

					BASHIR 
				(thanks)
			Cheers.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE     15A.

14   CONTINUED:

					KAGAN 
			Enjoy.

	Kagan EXITS. Bashir takes the tray and sets it on his 
	coffee table. He unfolds his napkin, then lifts the 
	COVER off the plate with relish. But instead of the 
	breakfast he ordered, he's been given --

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE      16.

15   A PLATE OF LIVE GAG'H

	A startled Bashir recoils from the UNDULATING 
	TENTACLES, quickly closes the cover over them.

					BASHIR
			Ugh. It's a little too early for
			gag'h.

	He picks up a small NAME CARD sitting on the tray, sees -

16   WORF'S NAME

	printed there, and realizes they made a mistake.

					BASHIR
				(annoyed)
			I hope you like scones, Worf...

	Disappointed to not have anything to eat, Bashir 
	decides to get some work done. He crosses to the table 
	to get his PADDS, but to his surprise, they're not on 
	the table where he left them. Puzzled, he looks around 
	until he sees his open --

17   SUITCASE

	There, sitting atop his still folded clothes, are the 
	three PADDS. That's odd, he distinctly remembers 
	setting them on the table. In fact, he remembers 
	accidently knocking the stylus off the table when he 
	removed them. He looks under the table, and sure 
	enough --

18   THE STYLUS 

	is sitting on the floor where it dropped. He picks it 
	up, a troubled look coming across his face as he 
	realizes someone was in his quarters while he was gone.

	He scans the room to see if anything else looks out of 
	place. The CHAIR -- wasn't it facing the desk? The 
	coffee MUG he drank from before he was called to Ops -- 
	wasn't it a few inches closer to the edge of the table? 
	His STUFFED BEAR -- wasn't it sitting a little more 
	slumped when he saw it last?

	Bashir barely has time to assimilate the fact that his 
	quarters were searched when his COM-UNIT BEEPS. He 
	crosses to the MONITOR, activates it.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE      17.

19   O'BRIEN (OPTICAL)

	appears on the screen, his anxious features 
	periodically FRITZED with static.

					BASHIR 
			Miles? Sloan said we aren't 
			supposed to talk to each other.

					O'BRIEN
			I just wanted to make sure you 
			were all right.

					BASHIR
			I'm fine. Except I think 
			someone's been snooping around my 
			quarters.

					O'BRIEN
			Wouldn't surprise me. Has Sloan 
			questioned you yet?

					BASHIR
			We just finished.

					O'BRIEN
			How did it go?

					BASHIR 
				(shrugs) 
			He asked me a few routine 
			questions. It went fine.

					O'BRIEN
			Believe me, it's not fine. He 
			grilled me for over two hours.

					BASHIR 
			Two hours? About what?

					O'BRIEN 
			About you.

					BASHIR
			You're joking.

   DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT ONE 18-19.      

19   CONTINUED:

					O'BRIEN 
			I only wish I were. But every 
			single question was about you.

	Bashir is taken completely off guard by this --

					O'BRIEN
				(reaching for the control) 
			I'd better go before they trace 
			this transmission. I just wanted 
			to warn you to watch your back.

					BASHIR 
			Miles, wait. What did he want to 
			know about me?

					O'BRIEN
			Just be careful. I think they're --

	The image FRITZES off as the communication is broken. 
	Bashir stares at the empty screen for a moment, too 
	stunned to move. The DOOR CHIMES. He turns toward it, 
	not sure what to expect.

					BASHIR 
			Come in.

	The door OPENS to reveal Lieutenants Chandler and 
	Kagan.

					CHANDLER 
			Director Sloan wants to see you.

					BASHIR 
			Again?

					KAGAN
				(all business) 
			That's right.

	Considering O'Brien's warning, this is ominous indeed.

	Off this moment...

20   OMITTED

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT ONE                          

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      20.
                            ACT TWO                             

	FADE IN:

21   INT. WARDROOM 

	as Chandler and Kagan escort Bashir into the room. 
	Sloan is at the replicator, withdrawing a CUP of 
	coffee, his jacket now closed -- the picture of a spit-
	and-polish officer. He ignores Bashir's entrance. In 
	a maneuver that the internal affairs team has practiced 
	to well-oiled perfection, Chandler guides the doctor to 
	a chair while Kagan takes a position near the wall 
	behind him. The second everyone has settled in place, 
	Sloan turns to face Bashir.

					SLOAN 
			Did you get your breakfast, 
			doctor?

	Sloan comes to a stop on the opposite side of the table 
	and smiles expectantly at Bashir. Bashir senses Sloan 
	is waiting for him to complain about the gag'h, and 
	refuses to give him the satisfaction.

						BASHIR 
			Yes, I did.

	Sloan studies him for another beat, then nods.

					SLOAN 
			Good.

	Sloan sits down on the edge of the Wardroom table, 
	effectively maintaining a dominant position relative to 
	the seated Bashir. He picks up one of the many PADDS 
	arrayed on the table and studies it while sipping his 
	coffee.

					SLOAN 
			I was going over my notes from our 
			last conversation and there are a 
			few things I'd like you to 
			clarify.

					BASHIR
			Oh?

					SLOAN 
			Do you have a problem with that?

					BASHIR
			Not at all.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      21.

21   CONTINUED:

					SLOAN 
			Let's go back to the time you 
			spent with the Dominion.

					BASHIR
			I wasn't "with the Dominion." I 
			was their prisoner.

	Sloan almost seems to enjoy Bashir's edginess.

					SLOAN 
			You were held at Internment Camp 
			Three-Seven-One?

					BASHIR 
			Yes.

					SLOAN 
			Barracks Six?

					BASHIR 
			Correct.

					SLOAN 
			And you were there five weeks?

					BASHIR
			Thirty-seven days, actually.

					SLOAN 
			Are you absolutely sure?

					BASHIR 
			Yes.

					SLOAN
				(reads PADD) 
			And General Martok was with you in 
			Barracks Six?

					BASHIR 
			That's right.

					SLOAN
				(picks up another PADD) 
			He said that the Jem'Hadar removed 
			you from the barracks.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      22.

21   CONTINUED:	(2)

					BASHIR 
			I complained because they cut our 
			rations, so they put me in 
			solitary confinement.

					SLOAN
				(making notations) 
			I see, and did you meet with 
			anyone during that week?

					BASHIR 
			I was alone.

					SLOAN 
			Are you sure?

					BASHIR
				(can't resist) 
			Let me think. Was I alone in 
			solitary? Yes. I think I was.

	Sloan doesn't give him the satisfaction of responding 
	to his sarcasm --

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      23.

21   CONTINUED:	(3)

					SLOAN 
			You didn't meet with a Vorta?

					BASHIR
			No.

					SLOAN 
			Or a changeling?

					BASHIR
			No.

					SLOAN 
			So, you're telling me that you 
			spent seven days in complete 
			isolation?

					BASHIR
			Not seven. Five. Five days.

					SLOAN
				(frowns) 
			That's odd. General Martok said 
			you were gone for seven days.

					BASHIR
			Well, he's wrong. It was five.

					SLOAN 
			Why would he lie about something 
			like that?

					BASHIR
			He's not lying.

					SLOAN 
			You can't both be right.

					BASHIR
			All I'm saying is that he must've 
			lost count of the days. He was 
			under a lot of stress at the time.

					SLOAN 
			And you weren't?

	Bashir's trapped by his need to explain himself.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      24.

21   CONTINUED:	(4)

					BASHIR 
			Human beings tend to be better at 
			adapting to incarceration than 
			Klingons.

					SLOAN
				(icy smile) 
			Especially if they're genetically 
			engineered.

					BASHIR
			Meaning what?

	Sloan isn't about to let Bashir ask him questions -- he
	picks up another PADD, presses on.

					SLOAN 
			Let's move on to the matter of 
			your escape from the camp. I'll 
			quote from your own report.
				(reads from the PADD) 
			"We constructed a transmitter 
			using components from the 
			barracks' life-support system. We 
			used it to contact our runabout 
			and beam ourselves out of the 
			camp."
				(sets the PADD down) 
			Forgive me, doctor, but that 
			sounds a little hard to believe.

					BASHIR
			It's what happened.

					SLOAN
				(approaching him) 
			Why would the Dominion leave your 
			runabout orbiting the camp 
			unattended?

					BASHIR
			They didn't expect us to be able 
			to contact it.

					SLOAN 
			Why not? They left you everything 
			you needed to build a transmitter.

	Bashir tenses. In this context, their escape does 
	sound farfetched.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      25.

21   CONTINUED:	(5)

					SLOAN 
			Isn't it more plausible that the 
			Dominion wanted you to escape?

					BASHIR
			Why? For what reason?

	Sloan's now behind Bashir, leaning over his shoulder as 
	he speaks.

					SLOAN 
			So that you could start working 
			for them.

					BASHIR
			I'm not working for them.

					SLOAN 
			How can you be sure?

	This is such an odd question that it stops Bashir in 
	his tracks --

					BASHIR 
			Excuse me?

	But Sloan just repeats himself, more slowly this time, 
	as if this were a perfectly reasonable question.

					SLOAN 
			How can you be sure that you're 
			not working for them? Are you 
			familiar with the term engramatic 
			dissociation?

					BASHIR
			Vaguely.

					SLOAN 
			The theory holds that if a 
			person's mind is sufficiently 
			disciplined, he'd be capable of 
			compartmentalizing contradictory 
			information -- believing one thing 
			while doing another.

	Sloan starts to hammer home his case --

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      26.

21   CONTINUED:	(6)

					SLOAN 
			I think you possess that kind of 
			mind. I think the Dominion saw
			that and decided to take advantage 
			of it. I think they broke you and 
			turned you to their cause, then 
			had you suppress the memory of 
			what happened.

					BASHIR
				(incredulous) 
			You're saying I'm a Dominion spy 
			and I don't even know it?

					SLOAN 
			What could be more perfect? 
			There's no chance of your getting 
			caught because you don't even 
			realize you're working for them. 
			When they're ready to debrief you, 
			all they have to do is trigger 
			your memory.

	Bashir's realizes that Sloan has woven an elaborate web 
	of circumstantial evidence around him.

					BASHIR
			That's ridiculous.

	Sloan can see that he's knocked the wind out of his 
	suspect and he switches smoothly to a softer tone.

					SLOAN 
			Doctor, I'm trying to help you, 
			but I need your cooperation. I 
			need you to tear down the walls 
			inside your mind and dredge up a 
			fragment of memory -- anything 
			about your mission, your contacts. 
			I know it's not easy, but you've 
			got to try.

					BASHIR
			There are no memories to dredge 
			up. I am not suffering from 
			engramatic dissociation. I am a 
			loyal Starfleet Officer, and I am 
			not going to answer any more 
			questions unless I'm formally 
			charged and can respond with the 
			benefit of counsel.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      27.

21   CONTINUED:	(7) 

	Sloan's eyes ignite. He slams the PADD he was holding 
	down on the table and vents the rabid hostility that he 
	has so carefully concealed until this point.

					SLOAN 
			I've had enough of your lies, 
			doctor. You think you're smarter 
			than the rest of us, don't you? 
			Smarter than the millions of brave 
			men and women who are putting 
			their lives on the line for the 
			Federation.
				(regaining control) 
			You want to do things the hard 
			way? Fine. But I'm going to get 
			the truth out of you. And when 
			I'm done, I'm going to take 
			whatever's left of you and lock it 
			away.
				(to the guards) 
			Guards.

22   INT. PROMENADE

	Chandler leads the prisoner transport detachment 
	through the Promenade toward the Security Office. 
	Bashir is in MANACLES. Kagan flanks Bashir. Two N.D. 
	Guards bring up the rear, rifles at the ready. The 
	CROWD, including MORN, moves out of the 
	way as the prisoner detail passes -- the sight of the well-liked 
	doctor in their grip is both surprising and disturbing 
	to them.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      28.

22   CONTINUED: 

	Bashir regards the faces of the crowd with a mixture of 
	embarrassment and outrage. As they approach Security, 
	we see --


23   SISKO, KIRA AND QUARK

	standing outside in a show of solidarity. Sisko steps 
	in front of the procession, forcing it to halt, his 
	eyes hard.

					SISKO
			Is it really necessary to drag a
			Starfleet Officer across the
			Promenade in irons?

					CHANDLER
			We have our orders, sir.

					KAGAN
			Please stand aside.

	It's a humiliating moment for Sisko, but discipline 
	wins out and he complies. The party again begins 
	moving toward Security.

					KIRA
				(to Bashir)
			We're going to get you out of
			this, Julian.

	Bashir scans their faces with gratitude.

					QUARK
				(reassuringly)
			I'm sure it's all a mistake.
				(beat)
			Isn't it?

	One guard takes a sentry position outside Security as 
	the party EXITS into Security --

24   INT. SECURITY OFFICE

	Chandler, Kagan and the N.D. Guard usher Bashir into 
	the room. To Bashir's dismay, Odo is not behind the 
	desk. An N.D. Internal Affairs Guard mans Odo's usual 
	station, working the controls.

					BASHIR
			Where's Odo?

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO      29.

24   CONTINUED:

					CHANDLER
				(enjoying Bashir's 
				discomfort) 
			In his quarters. We'll be 
			handling security for the time 
			being.

	Chandler and Kagan move Bashir toward the entrance to 
	the holding cells, the N.D. escort Guard follows them.

25   INT. HOLDING CELLS (OPTICAL)

	Chandler and Kagan usher Bashir to an empty cell. The 
	N.D. Guard takes a position at the door. Before 
	Bashir's ready, Kagan grabs Bashir's hands and unlocks 
	the manacles. Bashir winces.

					KAGAN
				(smiles re: the 
				manacles) 
			Too tight?

					BASHIR 
			A bit.

					KAGAN 
			You'll live.

	Kagan pulls the manacles clear. Bashir rubs his 
	bruised wrists.

					BASHIR
				(with an edge) 
			I'm glad to see you enjoy your 
			work.

	Kagan's smile fades. He glares at Bashir with naked 
	hatred.

					KAGAN 
			I was with the Seventh Fleet when 
			the Dominion attacked the Tyra 
			System. Ninety-eight of our ships 
			were destroyed in a matter of 
			hours. I lost a lot of friends.

					BASHIR 
			I lost friends there, too.

					CHANDLER
				(bitterly) 
			I believe that, but yours were 
			Jem'Hadar.

       DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT TWO     29A.

25   CONTINUED:

	Chandler reaches out and removes Bashir's combadge.

					CHANDLER
			You won't be needing this anymore.

	In the face of this humiliation, Bashir tries to 
	maintain as much dignity as he can.

					KAGAN
				(indicates the cell)
			Step inside.

	Bashir has no choice but to comply. Once he's inside, 
	Chandler nods to Kagan, who ACTIVATES THE FORCEFIELD. 
	The guards turn and EXIT. Bashir finds himself alone 
	now in the stark cellblock. Hold on his expression as 
	the full implications of his present situation sink in, and...

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT TWO                          

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     30.
                           ACT THREE                            

	FADE IN:

26   INT. HOLDING CELLS

	Bashir is seated on the slab in his cell. He rests his 
	face in his hands, despondent. After a moment, Sisko 
	ENTERS followed by an irritated Chandler.

					CHANDLER 
			With all due respect captain, if 
			you'd just wait in the Security 
			Office, Director Sloan should be 
			here any minute and you can 
			discuss your request with him...

					SISKO
				(cuts her off) 
			There's nothing to discuss. I 
			want ten minutes alone with my 
			officer, and I want them now.

					CHANDLER
				(unhappily) 
			Very well.

	She turns and heads back out the door.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     31.

26   CONTINUED:

					SISKO
			I thought you should know that Odo 
			did some checking. Sloan had a 
			son in Starfleet -- a transport 
			pilot. He was killed by a 
			Dominion patrol.

					BASHIR
				(nods) 
			Maybe he thinks I supplied the 
			information that helped them 
			target his son's ship.

					SLOAN'S VOICE 
			That's exactly what I think.

	Sisko and Bashir turn to find that Sloan has entered 
	the room.

					SLOAN
				(continuing) 
			When my son's convoy dropped out 
			of warp to rendezvous with a 
			Klingon bird of prey, they found 
			three Dominion attack ships 
			waiting for them instead.

					SISKO
			I'm sorry for your loss. But 
			don't you think your son's death 
			indicates a conflict of interest 
			with your investigation?

					SLOAN 
			I like to think that it gives me 
			an added incentive to get to the 
			truth. Now what is it you want?

	Sisko has to fight to control his temper. Sloan's 
	words gall him, but he knows it would play into Sloan's 
	hands to allow himself to be baited.

					SISKO
			I need to talk to my chief medical 
			officer in private.

					SLOAN 
			I can understand that. But 
			security protocols require that no 
			one speak to the prisoner without 
			clearance from me.

	This is more than Sisko can take.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE    31A.

26   CONTINUED:	(2)

					SISKO 
			Director Sloan, have you received 
			orders from Starfleet to relieve 
			me of command of this station?

					SLOAN
				(taken aback) 
			No, I haven't.

					SISKO 
			Then as long as I'm in command, 
			I'll see Doctor Bashir whenever I 
			please. Furthermore, from now on 
			I'll sit in on all interrogation 
			sessions to make sure that his 
			rights are observed. Do I make 
			myself clear?

					SLOAN
				(backing off) 
			I believe so.

	There is something too smooth and too reasonable in 
	Sloan's backpedaling. It hints at the possibility that 
	he's secretly pleased with Sisko's response.

					SLOAN
				(thin smile) 
			Well then, we'll see each other 
			tomorrow.
				(nods) 
			In the meantime, I'll leave you to 
			your conversation.

	Sloan turns and EXITS. Bashir is reassured by Sisko's 
	forceful display.

					BASHIR 
			I appreciate your help, sir.

					SISKO 
			We'll get this straightened out, 
			I promise you.

	Bashir looks into Sisko's eyes and believes him.

27   INT. WARDROOM

	Sisko and Bashir sit side-by-side at the table, which 
	is stacked with PADDS. Sloan paces the room with a 
	PADD in hand, once again presenting a moving target to 
	his suspect. The weary appearance of Bashir and Sisko 
	tells us that this interrogation has been going on for 
	quite some time.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     32.

27   CONTINUED:

					SLOAN 
			-- let's go back a few years to 
			the incident at Bopak Three. 
			According to your report, you and 
			Chief O'Brien "crash-landed" on 
			the planet, where you then made 
			contact with a group of Jem'Hadar.

					BASHIR
			We didn't "make contact." They 
			captured us.

					SLOAN 
			If that's the case, why didn't you 
			attempt to escape?

					BASHIR 
			We didn't have the chance.

					SLOAN 
			According to Chief O'Brien, you 
			were more interested in trying to 
			cure the Jem'Hadar of their 
			addiction to Ketracel White.

					BASHIR
			I'm a doctor. They were suffering 
			from withdrawal.

					SLOAN 
			They're the enemy -- genetically 
			engineered killing machines.

					BASHIR
			They're not machines, they're 
			sentient beings. I couldn't just 
			stand by and watch them die.

					SLOAN 
			Why? Because you felt sympathy 
			for them -- being genetically 
			engineered yourself?

	Sisko interrupts with a forceful objection --

					SISKO 
			This is irrelevant. You're 
			talking about an incident that 
			took place before Doctor Bashir 
			allegedly became a Dominion agent.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE    32A.

27   CONTINUED:	(2)

					SLOAN 
			It's not irrelevant, Captain. If 
			anything, it shows that he was 
			already sympathetic to the 
			Dominion.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     33.

27   CONTINUED:	(3)

	Sloan's scored a point and he knows it. He eyes Sisko 
	for a beat, then decides to move forward.

					SLOAN
				(picking up another
				PADD)
			Let's move on.
				(to Bashir) 
			Doctor, we spoke yesterday about 
			a group of genetically enhanced 
			patients that you brought to the 
			station. Why, exactly, did you 
			decide to work with them?

					BASHIR
			They'd been institutionalized most 
			of their lives. I thought I might 
			be able to help them assimilate 
			into society.

					SLOAN 
			A laudable goal. But what I find 
			puzzling is the way you went about 
			it. These misfits had been 
			sheltered from the outside world 
			for as long as they could 
			remember, yet you chose to bombard 
			them with information about the 
			war with the Dominion. Frankly, 
			I'm surprised it didn't scare them 
			into deeper isolation.

	Bashir feels confident enough in what he did to go on 
	the offensive --

					BASHIR 
			I was trying to engage them--- and 
			it worked.

					SLOAN 
			Is that why you convinced 
			Starfleet Command to give them 
			access to classified battle plans?

					BASHIR 
			Starfleet was interested in 
			hearing our ideas on how to win 
			the war.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     34.

27   CONTINUED:	(4)

					SLOAN
				(sardonic) 
			How to win the war? You 
			recommended that the Federation 
			surrender!

	Bashir realizes Sloan has led him into a trap, angrily 
	defends himself --

					BASHIR 
			We were looking for a way to save 
			as many lives as we could. If 
			you'd take the time to examine our 
			findings --

	Sloan tosses the PADD aside and turns to Sisko.

					SLOAN 
			Captain, you took the time to 
			examine their findings, didn't 
			you?

					SISKO
				(uneasy) 
			I did.

					SLOAN 
			Did you agree with them?

	Sisko shifts uncomfortably in his seat. This was a
	painful and still unresolved source of conflict between 
	himself and his chief medical officer.

					SISKO 
			No.

					SLOAN 
			Of course not. No loyal Starfleet 
			officer could.

	Sloan's case is beginning to chip away at Sisko's 
	certainty about Bashir's innocence -- though he 
	continues to defend him, he doesn't have the same level 
	of conviction we saw earlier.

					SISKO 
			I won't deny that Doctor Bashir 
			has made some...
				(choosing his words 
				carefully) 
			-- questionable decisions in his 
			career, but you're a long way from 
			convincing me he's a traitor. 

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     35.

27   CONTINUED:	(5)

					SISKO (Cont 'd) 
			So far, your case is based on 
			circumstantial evidence and 
			speculation.

					SLOAN 
			What other kind of case can I make 
			against a man who's covered his 
			tracks so well?

					SISKO
			That's a circular argument and you 
			know it.

					SLOAN 
			Captain, if Doctor Bashir had been 
			involved in one or two 
			questionable incidents, I can 
			understand how you might be able 
			to dismiss them. But the sheer 
			number of incidents form a pattern 
			of behavior that can't be ignored.

	Sloan turns to face Sisko, and suddenly softens to a 
	warm and sympathetic tone.

					SLOAN 
			I understand that you want to be 
			loyal to a man who's served under 
			you for so long. I understand 
			that you're inclined to take his 
			word over that of an outsider. 
			But step back for a moment and 
			think about it. This man 
			concealed the truth about his 
			illegal genetic enhancement for 
			over thirty years. He lied to get 
			his medical license. He lied to 
			get into Starfleet. He lied to 
			you when he came aboard this 
			station and he's lied to you ever 
			since.

	This last salvo strikes Sisko personally -- in an area 
	where he still holds resentments he's barely conscious 
	of. But his sense of honor forces him to continue to 
	defend Bashir, as much for his own sake as for the 
	Doctor's.

					SISKO 
			He did eventually come forward and 
			tell the truth.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     36.

27   CONTINUED:	(6) 

	Sloan plays this delicately, picking up on the 
	unresolved dynamic between Bashir and Sisko, aware that 
	heavy-handed grilling will demolish his work.

					SLOAN
			That's right, he did. But why?
				(to Bashir) 
			What made you confess, Doctor? 
			Was it because you realized it was 
			your duty to be honest with your 
			captain?

	Bdshir is ashamed of deceiving Sisko, and he knows it 
	won't make him look good, but telling the truth is the 
	only honor he can salvage from that event in his life.

					BASHIR

				(quietly) 
			No.

					SLOAN
			Was it because you felt guilty 
			about having lied to him for so 
			long?

					BASHIR
				(even more quietly) 
			No.

					SLOAN
			Then why did you come forward?

					BASHIR
				(shattered) 
			Because I'd been found out.

					SLOAN
				(softly) 
			And if you hadn't been found out? 
			Would you have come forward and 
			told your captain the truth... 
			ever?

	Bashir can't honestly say he would've...

					BASHIR 
			I don't know.

	Sloan pauses, allowing the full weight of this 
	revelation to settle on Sisko's shoulders.

					SLOAN
			I see.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     37.

27   CONTINUED:	(7)

	Bashir looks to Sisko to see if his Captain has been 
	swayed by Sloan's argument. Off this...

28   INT. HOLDING CELLS

	Bashir sits on his bunk. Sisko leans against one wall 
	of the antechamber, staring blankly at the opposite 
	wall. An awkward silence hangs in the air between the 
	two men. Bashir tries to bridge it with...

					BASHIR 
			Sloan's right about one thing, 
			sir. I should have told you the 
			truth about me from the beginning.

					SISKO
				(turns to face him) 
			That's right. You should have. 
			But lets put that behind us for 
			now.

	Bashir stands and paces in frustration.

					BASHIR 
			How am I supposed to defend myself 
			against this man? No matter what 
			I say, he either thinks I'm lying 
			or repressing my memories.

	Sisko turns to him, his features troubled.

					SISKO 
			I know you're not lying, Julian.

	Bashir hears an unfinished thought in Sisko's words --

					BASHIR 
			But?

					SISKO
				(truly conflicted) 
			As a doctor, isn't it within the 
			realm of medical possibility that 
			the Dominion did recruit you -- 
			and that you have blocked it out 
			of your memory?

	Bashir's truly shaken. Sisko is doubting him?

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     38.

28   CONTINUED:

					BASHIR 
			Even if it was possible, it didn't 
			happen.

	Sisko's expression is meant to be one of assurance, but 
	it's frayed at the edges. Bashir can see that, and it 
	chills him.

					BASHIR 
			You don't believe me.

	Sisko chooses his next words very carefully.

					SISKO
			I don't think you're lying.

	Bashir looks at him, realizing that Sisko is saying 
	only that he believes Bashir believes he's innocent.

					SISKO 
			It's late. Try to get some sleep. 
			We'll talk again in the morning.

	With that, Sisko turns and walks out. Bashir stares 
	after him with a leaden feeling his stomach. After a 
	beat, he turns and hammers a fist into the cell wall.

									TIME CUT:

29   INT. HOLDING CELLS - LATER (OPTICAL) 

	Bashir is lying on the slab, staring up at the ceiling, 
	trying to make sense of the nightmare he finds himself 
	enmeshed in.

	The LIGHTS COME UP FULL. Bashir blinks, turns to face 
	Kagan, Chandler and Sloan. Kagan's holding the 
	MANACLES, Chandler two PADDS. Both are armed with 
	slung PHASER RIFLES.

					SLOAN 
			Sorry to interrupt your sleep, 
			doctor. It looks like you're 
			going on a little vacation after 
			all.

					BASHIR
				(sitting up)
			Where are you taking me?

					SLOAN 
			To Starbase Fifty-three for 
			further questioning.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE    38A.

29   CONTINUED:

					BASHIR 
			Where's Captain Sisko? Does he 
			know about this?

					SLOAN 
			It's none of his concern. Not 
			anymore.

					BASHIR
				(alarmed) 
			You have no right to do this.

					SLOAN
			Oh, but I do...

	Sloan holds out his hand, which Chandler fills with a 
	PADD.

					SLOAN
				(reads from PADD) 
			Starfleet Special Order Six-Six-
			Seven-One-Five, gives me authority 
			to neutralize security threats to 
			Deep Space Nine by "whatever means 
			necessary."
				(to Bashir) 
			Doctor, you're about to spend the 
			rest of this war in a maximum 
			security cell. Unless...

	Sloan holds his hand out and Chandler hands him another 
	PADD, which he extends toward Bashir.

					SLOAN
			... you'd care to add your 
			thumbprint to this confession.
				(off Bashir's outraged 
				stare) 
			We can reword it if it doesn't 
			meet your exacting standards.

	A beat as Bashir stares angrily at his tormentor. Then --

					BASHIR 
			You can take your confession and 
			toss it out the nearest airlock.

					SLOAN
				(grim smile) 
			I thought so.
				(to Chandler) 
			Take him to the shuttle.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT THREE     39.

29   CONTINUED:	(2)

	Chandler steps to the forcefield control panel. She 
	flips the control and the FORCEFIELD FRITZES OFF. 
	Doctor Bashir stands fast. Kagan approaches with the 
	manacles.

					KAGAN
				(to Bashir)
			Please place your hands in front
			of you.

	The LIGHTS in the cell suddenly DIM. Before they can 
	react, Bashir is ENVELOPED BY A TRANSPORTER BEAM.

					SLOAN
				(shocked)
			He's beaming out! Stop him!

	Chandler and Kagan raise their weapons, but they're too 
	late.

30
thru   OMITTED
30A

30B  A TRANSPORTER BEAM (OPTICAL)

	As Bashir's startled countenance DEMATERIALIZES.

31   INT. CARDASSIAN SHIP - OFFICE (OPTICAL)

	as Bashir MATERIALIZES. The room is well-appointed, 
	and through the WINDOW, stars flash by at WARP.

	Bashir finds himself looking straight into the smiling 
	face of WEYOUN.

					WEYOUN
			Good evening, Doctor.

					BASHIR
			Weyoun... ?

	Bashir looks around, trying to orient himself. An N.D. 
	CARDASSIAN guards one side of the door, an N.D. 
	JEM'HADAR the other.

					WEYOUN
			Welcome home.

	And on Bashir's look of shock and disbelief, we...

									FADE OUT.

                       END OF ACT THREE                         

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR      40.
                           ACT FOUR                             

	FADE IN:

32   INT. CARDASSIAN SHIP - OFFICE (OPTICAL)

					WEYOUN 
			It would appear we got you out 
			just in time...

	Bashir backs away from Weyoun, shaking his head in 
	disbelief. Weyoun looks at him with an expression of 
	heartfelt concern.

					WEYOUN 
			It's all right. You're among 
			friends now.
				(studying him) 
			Did they mistreat you? I don't 
			see any bruises.

					BASHIR 
			Why did you bring me here?

	Weyoun's played this scene many times with his agent, 
	and knows he must handle the re-assimilation with a 
	combination of tact and pressure.

					WEYOUN 
			What choice did I have? Starfleet 
			discovered you were working for 
			us.

					BASHIR
				(trying to convince 
				himself as much as 
				Weyoun) 
			I'm not working for you. I am not 
			a Dominion spy.

					WEYOUN
				(marveling) 
			You actually believe that, don't 
			you? That's why you're such a 
			good operative.

					BASHIR 
			You're lying.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR      41.

32   CONTINUED:

					WEYOUN
				(sighs) 
			Here we go again. These little 
			conversations of ours always 
			follow the same pattern: You 
			start out confused. Then you get 
			angry. Then you deny everything. 
			Until finally the walls inside 
			your mind start to break down and 
			you accept the truth.

	Weyoun is saying the exact same thing Sloan accused him 
	of, and it shakes Bashir's faith in himself.

					BASHIR
				(not wanting to believe
				it)
			What truth, that you broke me when
			I was in the prison camp?

					WEYOUN
				(aghast) 
			We're not barbarians. There was 
			no torture involved. We simply 
			helped you to see that there's no 
			way Starfleet can defeat the 
			Dominion. And because you didn't 
			want billions of Federation 
			citizens to lose their lives 
			needlessly, you agreed to provide 
			us with information that would 
			help us end the war quickly. You 
			rose above the petty question of 
			which "side" you were on and made 
			a moral decision. It's not 
			suprising, really. After all, you 
			are a doctor.

					BASHIR
				(shattered) 
			You're saying that I am a 
			traitor...

					WEYOUN
			"Traitor," "Hero" -- those are 
			just words. Oh, your friends on 
			Deep Space Nine may vilify you, 
			but history will judge you to be 
			a great man -- a visionary who 
			helped bring about an end to one 
			of the most devastating wars the 
			galaxy has ever seen.

	Completely overwhelmed, Bashir presses the palms of his 
	hands against his forehead and struggles for clarity.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR      42.

32   CONTINUED:	(2)

					BASHIR 
			But... I don't remember any of 
			it... I don't remember...

					WEYOUN
			Of course not. You suppressed the 
			memories -- compartmentalized 
			them.

	Bashir remembers with a chill that Sloan used the same 
	word.

					WEYOUN 
			A remarkable ability, but it does 
			make these initial conversations 
			a bit wearing.

	Weyoun signals to the Jem'Hadar, who picks a covered 
	tray off a table and approaches with it.

					WEYOUN 
			Have something to eat. You always 
			re-integrate better on a full 
			stomach.

	The Jem'Hadar sets the plate on the end table next to 
	Bashir and removes the cover. The doctor looks over 
	and sees...

33   A PLATE OF SCONES

	golden brown, dripping butter, with a side of moba jam 
	and a steaming cup of red leaf tea.

					WEYOUN 
				(fondly) 
			Do you remember the first time I 
			offered you scones? Back at the 
			camp?

					BASHIR 
			No.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR      43.

33   CONTINUED:

					WEYOUN
				(leans forward, 
				urgently) 
			Concentrate. Sensory details are 
			the key. I had you brought in 
			from solitary. You were very 
			hungry, but you refused to give me
			the satisfaction of seeing you 
			eat.
				(gently) 
			Do you remember?

	Bashir's forehead clenches as he makes an effort to 
	visualize what Weyoun is describing.

					BASHIR 
			No. I don't remember. I don't 
			remember because it never 
			happened.

					WEYOUN
				(shakes his head) 
			You were almost there. Try again. 
			With just a little more effort you 
			can break through.

					BASHIR
			I am not a Dominion spy!

					WEYOUN 
			I can see this is going to be one 
			of our more difficult sessions.

	Bashir has had enough --

					BASHIR 
			I'm innocent -- I don't care what you 
			or Sloan think.

	Bashir's own words trigger the realization that 
	something's not right here --

					BASHIR 
			Wait a minute. You're both trying 
			to convince me of the same lie -- 
			how could that be? Unless you're 
			working together.

					WEYOUN 
			Please, Doctor. Listen to 
			yourself.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR     43A.

33   CONTINUED:	(2)

					BASHIR
			Sloan is the traitor --

	Weyoun all but rolls his eyes -- but before he can
	protest, the room erupts with the sudden JARRING SOUND
	of a CARDASSIAN BATTLE ALARM.

					CARDASSIAN COM VOICE 
			Combat Stations! Enemy ship 
			approaching!

	Weyoun moves to a MONITOR, works the controls.

34   THE MONITOR (OPTICAL)

	As it comes to life, revealing the Defiant in pursuit.

					WEYOUN 
				(realizing) 
			Sisko.

	The ships SHAKES as it takes a hit from the Defiant. 
	Weyoun steadies himself, turns to Bashir.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR      44.

34   CONTINUED:

					WEYOUN 
			I'm afraid we're going to have to 
			continue your debriefing later.

	Weyoun nods to the Jem'Hadar, who activates the door 
	control, and EXITS behind him. The Cardassian draws 
	his disruptor and stares at the doctor, bracing himself 
	for the next incoming ordnance. It's a HEAVY HIT, and 
	VICIOUSLY SHAKES THE COMPARTMENT. The monitor goes up 
	in a SHOWER OF SPARKS. Both Bashir and the Cardassian 
	are thrown to the floor. Suddenly, the air charges 
	with the MATERIALIZING FORMS of Worf and Kira, armed to 
	the teeth.

35   THE CARDASSIAN (OPTICAL)

	whips his disruptor toward the boarding party, who are 
	temporarily helpless until the Transporter finishes 
	BEAMING them in. Just as he squeezes the trigger, 
	Bashir slams his body into him, spoiling his aim 
	and throwing the BLAST wide...

36   OMITTED

37   WORF (OPTICAL)

	As he spins and FIRES, taking down the Cardassian.

					BASHIR 
			Let's get out of here.

	Kira hits her combadge.

					KIRA
			Away Team to Defiant. We have 
			him.

	And as they DEMATERIALIZE...

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR      45.

38   OMITTED

39   INT. DEFIANT - BRIDGE (OPTICAL)

	The ship is CLOAKED -- on the VIEWSCREEN, stars shoot 
	by at WARP. Supernumeraries man the essential 
	stations.

	As Bashir ENTERS with Kira and Worf, O'Brien is 
	conferring with Sisko, who sits in the captain's chair. 
	Dax is at the Conn. As soon as Sisko sees Bashir, he 
	swivels in the chair to face him, his expression 
	somber.

					SISKO 
			I suppose you have a perfectly 
			reasonable explanation for why the 
			Dominion broke you out of that 
			holding cell.

					BASHIR
			I realize how it must look, sir.


					SISKO
				(carefully) 
			What did they want, doctor?

					BASHIR
			Weyoun tried to convince me that 
			I was his operative. I think he 
			and Sloan are working together.

	Bashir is hoping the captain will see this possibility, 
	but instead, the accusation brings an angry Sisko to 
	his feet --

					SISKO 
			That's enough. You're not going 
			to exonerate yourself by casting 
			suspicions on someone else.

					BASHIR
			Maybe he's not a traitor, maybe 
			he's been replaced by a 
			changeling. All I know is that he 
			and Weyoun are trying to frame me.

					WORF
				(hard) 
			You have run out of excuses, 
			doctor.

					BASHIR
				(to all) 
			I'm innocent -- you have to 
			believe me.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR      46.

39   CONTINUED:

					SISKO
			I've had enough of your lies,
			doctor.

	Bashir can't believe that Sisko isn't at least willing 
	to consider the possibility that there's another 
	explanation --

					BASHIR
			Sir, you can't just dismiss what
			I'm saying. If I'm right, there's
			no telling what damage Sloan could
			do --

					SISKO
				(to Kira)
			Get him off my bridge.

					KIRA
			Let's go, doctor.

	As she moves toward Bashir, he turns toward Dax, 
	desperate to find someone who believes him --

					BASHIR
			Jadzia, you believe me, don't you?

	Dax regards Bashir with a mixture of pity and disgust.

					DAX
			Why'd you do it, Julian?

	Devastated, Bashir turns to O'Brien, his eyes pleading. 
	O'Brien stares at him with a cold look, then starts to 
	turn away. Bashir grabs a hold of O'Brien's shoulder 
	to turn him around.

					BASHIR
			Miles, not you.

	O'Brien wrenches his shoulder free of Bashir's hand 
	with a violent jerk. Bashir notices the force of his 
	movement and stares at O'Brien --

					BASHIR
			Your shoulder. It's all right.

					O'BRIEN 
				(puzzled)
			Of course it's all right.

	Bashir stares at him, realizing he has no idea what 
	he's getting at.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR      47.

39   CONTINUED:	(2)

					BASHIR 
			But you dislocated it yesterday... 
			when we were playing springball.

					O'BRIEN
				(so what?)
			So it's better now.

	Bashir reacts, a startling realization is beginning to 
	form in his mind...

					BASHIR 
			You didn't hurt it playing 
			springball, you were kayaking in 
			a holosuite.

	O'Brien is unable to offer an excuse for this 
	contradiction --

					BASHIR
				(backing away) 
			You're not Miles.

	Bashir turns to look at the others -- Kira, Worf, Dax 
	and finally, Sisko.

					BASHIR 
			And you're not Captain Sisko -- 
			he'd at least be willing to hear 
			me out.

	The Bridge is absolutely quiet, except for the FAINT 
	WHIRRING of the ship.

					BASHIR
				(looking around)
			This isn't real... it can't be...

	Another beat of absolute stillness, then the IMAGE OF 
	THE BRIDGE SPUTTERS AND FRITZES OFF. Bashir finds 
	himself standing in the middle of...

40   INT. FEDERATION HOLOGRID (OPTICAL) 

	The room is empty and weirdly silent. Bashir turns and 
	spots the arch. At the controls is Sloan, now dressed 
	in a black UNIFORM. With him are TWO GUARDS in similar 
	uniforms, armed with PHASERS -- their presence is more 
	foreboding than the guards we've seen up to now.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FOUR     47A.

40   CONTINUED:

					SLOAN 
			You're right, Doctor. None of it 
			was real. But I am. And this 
			isn't over.

	As Bashir digests this development, we...

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT FOUR                         

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE      48.
                           ACT FIVE                             

	FADE IN:

41   INT. HOLOSUITE GRID - CONTINUOUS

	Bashir stares at Sloan, not knowing what to expect -- 
	Sloan approaches him with a warm and friendly smile.

					SLOAN 
			Congratulations, doctor. It's not 
			often that we're proven wrong.

					BASHIR 
			I take it you finally believe I'm 
			not working for the Dominion.

					SLOAN 
			I'm leaning heavily in that 
			direction.
				(a beat) 
			But to erase any lingering doubts --
			what do you say we make one final 
			test?

					BASHIR
				(hard) 
			I'm finished playing games with 
			you, Sloan.

					SLOAN
				(matching Bashir's tone) 
			I assure you, doctor, this is no 
			game.

	Sloan hands an ultrasonic extractor to one of the 
	guards. The guard approaches Bashir, who eyes the 
	guard warily and takes a step back.

					SLOAN
				(softening) 
			Don't be afraid. I have no 
			intention of hurting you. I just 
			need to remove an implant from 
			behind your right ear.

	Bashir unconsciously reaches for the place behind his 
	ear -- the place he's been itching.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE      49.

41   CONTINUED:

					SLOAN
				(reaching a decision) 
			I'll tell you what... why don't 
			you do the honors?
				(to the guard, re: the 
				extractor) 
			Give it to him.

	The guard does as instructed. Bashir takes the device, 
	momentarily hesitating.

					SLOAN 
			Go ahead, Doctor. It's only a 
			neuro-synaptic relay.

					BASHIR 
			You've recorded my neuro-electric 
			responses?

					SLOAN 
			That's correct. And now I'd like 
			to check the findings in order to 
			confirm what I already believe -- 
			that you're an innocent man.
				(calmly) 
			Now either you remove the relay... 
			or we will.

	One look at the two guards tells Bashir that Sloan is 
	more than capable of carrying out his threat. Bashir 
	carefully places the point of the device behind his 
	ear. There's a brief beat during which we hear a faint 
	HIGH-PITCHED SOUND.

	Bashir removes the device from behind his head to 
	REVEAL a small BIOCHIP. The guard reaches over and 
	takes the extractor and the biochip from Bashir.

41A  ANGLE ON SLOAN

	as the other guard hands him a medical tricorder. 
	Sloan then takes the chip from the first guard and 
	places it in the tricorder.

					SLOAN
				(to Bashir) 
			Thank you. This'll only take a 
			moment...

	Bashir looks at the two guards staring back at him.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE      50.

41A  CONTINUED:

					BASHIR 
			Take your time. I don't seem to 
			be going anywhere.

					SLOAN 
			I'm glad to see your sense of 
			humor returning. That's a very 
			good sign.

					BASHIR 
			Of what?

					SLOAN 
			That you're beginning to relax...

	Off the tricorder --

					SLOAN 
			We had to subject you to high 
			levels of stress to ensure 
			accurate test results.
				(smiling) 
			And I'm glad to say the results 
			are in your favor.

	Sloan closes the tricorder and hands it to one of the 
	guards.

					SLOAN 
			Your loyalty to the Federation 
			appears to be above reproach.

					BASHIR 
			Do I still detect a note of doubt 
			in your voice?

					SLOAN 
			Frankly, I would've preferred to 
			have kept you under observation a 
			little longer.
				(shaking his head) 
			Unfortunately, we didn't know 
			about Chief O'Brien's injury or we 
			would've incorporated it into the 
			program.

	Bashir's mind races ahead, trying to sort everything 
	out.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE      51.

41A  CONTINUED:	(2)

					BASHIR 
			I take it you beamed me into this 
			holosuite from my quarters, while 
			I was asleep.

					SLOAN 
			I believe we allowed you a full 
			hour.

					BASHIR 
			No wonder I felt so tired. I 
			suppose you find your subjects 
			more malleable when they've been 
			deprived of sleep.

					SLOAN 
			Not a new technique, I admit, but 
			an effective one nonetheless.

					BASHIR 
			So, are you going to tell me who 
			you are? Who you work for?

					SLOAN 
			I would think it's obvious -- the 
			same people you work for. The 
			Federation. Starfleet.

					BASHIR 
			You don't expect me to believe 
			you're with Internal Affairs, do 
			you?

					SLOAN 
			Of course not. Internal Affairs 
			is a competent department, but... 
			limited.

					BASHIR 
			Then what department are you with?

					SLOAN 
			Let's just say I belong to another 
			branch of Starfleet 
			Intelligence... our official 
			designation is Section Thirty-one.

					BASHIR 
			Never heard of it.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE     51A.

41A  CONTINUED:	(3)

					SLOAN 
			We keep a low profile. It works 
			out better that way... for all 
			concerned.

					BASHIR 
			And what does "Section Thirty-one" 
			do -- aside from kidnapping 
			Starfleet officers?

					SLOAN 
			We search out and identify 
			potential dangers to the 
			Federation.

					BASHIR 
			And once identified?

					SLOAN 
			We deal with them.

					BASHIR 
			How?

					SLOAN 
			Quietly.

					BASHIR 
			So if I had turned out to be a 
			Dominion agent -- what would've 
			happened to me?

					SLOAN 
			We wouldn't be standing here 
			having this conversation.

					BASHIR 
			And Starfleet sanctions what 
			you're doing?

					SLOAN 
			We don't submit reports or ask for 
			approval for specific operations, 
			if that's what you mean. We're an 
			autonomous department.

					BASHIR 
			Authorized by whom?

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE     51B.

41A  CONTINUED:	(4)

	Sloan smiles, maintaining control of the situation.

					SLOAN 
			Section Thirty-one was part of the 
			original Starfleet charter.

					BASHIR 
			That was two hundred years ago. 
			Are you telling me you've been 
			operating on your own ever since? 
			Without specific orders? 
			Accountable to nobody, but 
			yourselves?

					SLOAN 
			You make it sound so... ominous.

					BASHIR 
			Isn't it? If what you say is 
			true, you function as judge, jury 
			and executioner. I'd say that's 
			too much power for anyone.

					SLOAN 
			I admit it takes exceptional 
			people to do what we do -- people 
			who can sublimate their own 
			ambitions to the best interests of 
			the Federation. 
				(a beat) 
			People like you.

	That was the last thing Bashir expected to hear.

					BASHIR 
			Me?

					SLOAN 
			You have all the qualifications to 
			be a very useful member of Section 
			Thirty-one.


					BASHIR 
			A few minutes ago, you were 
			calling me a traitor... now you 
			want to recruit me?

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE     51C.

41A  CONTINUED:	(5)

					SLOAN 
			You're intelligent, resourceful 
			and you've always been fascinated 
			by covert operations. Why else 
			would you spend so much time in 
			Quark's holosuites playing a spy?

					BASHIR 
				(stunned) 
			You're serious.

					SLOAN 
				(nods) 
			We're on the same team. We 
			believe in the same principles 
			that every other Federation 
			citizen holds dear.

					BASHIR 
			But you violate those principles 
			as a matter of course.

					SLOAN 
			In order to protect them.

					BASHIR 
			I'm sorry. But the ends don't 
			always justify the means.

					SLOAN 
				(calmly) 
			Really? How many lives do you 
			suppose you've saved in your 
			medical career?

					BASHIR 
			I don't see what that has to do 
			with anything.

					SLOAN 
			Hundreds... thousands? Do you 
			suppose that those people give a 
			damn that you lied to get into 
			Starfleet Medical? I doubt it.

	Bashir is momentarily thrown by Sloan's argument --

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE      52.

41A  CONTINUED:	(6)

					SLOAN 
			We deal with threats to the
			Federation that jeopardize its 
			very survival. If you knew how 
			many lives we've saved, I think 
			you'd agree that the ends do 
			justify the means.
				(trying to seal the
				deal)
			I'm not afraid of bending the
			rules every once in a while -- if
			the situation warrants it. And I
			don't think you are either.

					BASHIR 
			You've got the wrong man, Sloan.

					SLOAN
				(confident) 
			I don't think so. In time, you'll 
			come to agree with me.

					BASHIR 
			Don't hold your breath.

	Sloan motions his guards forward, and they move to 
	stand at either side of Bashir.

					SLOAN 
			All I ask is that when you get 
			back to Deep Space Nine, you 
			consider what I've said.

					BASHIR 
			What makes you think I'm not going 
			to try to expose you?

					SLOAN
				(shrugging it off) 
			Let's just say... I'm not going to 
			lose any sleep over it.

	Before Bashir can respond, one of the guards reaches up 
	and HYPOS him in the back of the neck. Bashir crumples 
	to the deck.

41B  ANGLE ON SLOAN

	as he looms over Bashir's unconscious form. And off 
	Sloan's thoughtful expression, we go to --

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE      53.

42   EXT. SPACE - DEEP SPACE NINE (OPTICAL)

	Re-establishing.

43   INT. CAPTAIN'S OFFICE

	Bashir sits amidst Sisko, Kira and Odo, having 
	completed his tale.

					ODO 
			I'll say one thing for this fellow 
			Sloan, he's clever. He timed the 
			Doctor's abduction to coincide 
			with his trip to the medical 
			conference. That way, he wasn't 
			missed.

					BASHIR
			He's a clever one all right...

					KIRA
				(to Sisko) 
			We went over Julian's quarters but 
			we didn't find any residual 
			transporter signatures. They 
			either got him off the station 
			some other way, or they have 
			Transporter technology we can't 
			detect.

					BASHIR
			Captain, any word from Starfleet 
			Command about Sloan or Section 
			Thirty-one?

	Sisko nods, taking another moment to collect his 
	thoughts. After a long beat:

					SISKO 
			There's no record of a Deputy 
			Director Sloan anywhere in 
			Starfleet. As for Section Thirty-
			one... that's a little more 
			complicated.

	That answer surprises all of them.

					SISKO 
			Starfleet Command didn't 
			acknowledge its existence. But 
			they didn't deny it either. 

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE      54.

43   CONTINUED:	(2)

					SISKO (Cont'd) 
				(a beat) 
			They simply said they'd look into
			it and get back to me.

					BASHIR
			When?

					SISKO
			They didn't say.

					KIRA
			Sounds like a cover-up to me.

	Bashir shakes his head in disbelief.


					BASHIR 
			Is it possible that the Federation 
			would condone this kind of 
			activity?

					ODO
			Personally, I find it hard to 
			believe that they wouldn't. Every 
			other great power has a unit like 
			Section Thirty-one... the Romulans 
			have the Tal Shiar, the 
			Cardassians had the Obsidian 
			Order...

					BASHIR
			But what would that say about us? 
			That we're no different than our 
			enemies? That when push comes to 
			shove, we're willing to throw away 
			our principles in order to 
			survive?

					SISKO 
			I wish I had an answer for you, 
			Doctor.

					KIRA
			Maybe we should do some more 
			checking... try to track down 
			Sloan ourselves.

      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE      55.

43   CONTINUED:	(2)

					ODO 
			It won't be easy. If what he says 
			is true, and Section Thirty-one 
			has existed since the birth of the 
			Federation... they've learned to 
			cover their tracks well.

					SISKO 
			We don't have to find them. 
			They'll come to us.

	Everyone looks at Sisko.

					SISKO
				(to Bashir) 
			You said Sloan wanted to recruit 
			you.

					BASHIR 
			I turned him down.

					SISKO
			He doesn't strike me as a man who 
			takes "no" for an answer.
				(convinced) 
			And next time he asks you to join 
			his little group... you'll say 
			"yes."

	Bashir studies Sisko's face; the captain isn't joking.

					BASHIR
				(dry) 
			I can hardly wait.

					ODO
			Congratulations, Julian. Looks 
			like you're going to get a chance 
			to play a spy after all.
				(a beat) 
			Only this time, for real.

44   CLOSE ON BASHIR

	as the thought begins to sink in. And on his troubled 
	expression, we:

									FADE OUT.

                        END OF ACT FIVE                         
                            THE END