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Scene 10

10.            QUARK IS SEATED IN ODO’S OFFICE IN THE MIDST OF A DISCUSSION.

            QUARK IS TRYING TO GET INFORMATION FROM ODO CONCERNING

            JAREN’S RECENT TRIP TO THE GAMMA QUADRANT AND HIS TIES TO

            KIRA.

 

ODO

                                    Quark, take your bar room gossip back to your bar.

 

QUARK

                                    (animated)  I’m telling you, Odo, there’s something  going

on aboard this station that you don’t know about.

 

ODO

                                    You really don’t expect me to believe that Dr. Jaren is

                                    involved in anything illegal, do you Quark?

 

QUARK

                                    That’s not the worst of it, Odo.

 

ODO

                                    (feigned interest)  Oh?  And just what is the ‘worst of it,’

                                    Quark?

 

QUARK

                                    You’re not going to believe me when I tell you –

 

ODO

                                    (bored)  Try me.

 

QUARK

                                    Jaren’s ship arrived from the Gamma Quadrant yesterday,

                                    did it not?

 

Odo nods once.

 

QUARK

                                    And by his own admission, he was carrying expensive

                                    cargo to some little known race in exchange for .

 

ODO

                                    For medicine.

 

QUARK

                                    (sarcastic)  Oh yes, ‘medicine.’  (then aside to himself)  I

                                    would have said the same thing myself.

 

Odo exhales aloud, annoyed by Quark’s nonsense.

 

QUARK

                                    What do you know of trioxcelene polycerate?

 

ODO

                                    That it’s a – used for medicine – to treat victims

                                    of neuro damage.

 

QUARK

                                    (confiding)  Ah!  But I’ve done some checking, Odo.  Did

                                    you know that when taken in concentrated doses, it’s one

                                    of the most addictive chemicals in the galaxy?

 

ODO

                                    And just how do you know all of this, Quark?

 

QUARK

                                    (indignant at being doubted)  Humph!  A good business

                                    man keeps abreast of the local markets.

 

ODO

                                    And I wonder why you, as a ‘good businessman,’ don’t

                                    exploit such a market yourself . . .

 

QUARK

                                    (falsely offended)  Why, that would be illegal, Odo!

 

ODO

                                    That never stopped you before.

 

QUARK

                                    Let me tell you, Odo, that if my speculations are correct –

 

ODO

                                    (sarcastic)  Your ‘speculations . . . ’

 

QUARK

-         then you’re going to regret not checking into this.

Jaren and his men aren’t the only ones involved in

something shady.

 

ODO

                                    (rolls his head and eyes in ridicule)  I suppose next you’ll

                                    be telling me Major Kira is somehow involved.

 

QUARK

                                    (shocked, then smiles slyly)  Why, Odo!  You have been

                                    doing your homework.

 

ODO

                                    (exasperated)  Get out of my office, Quark!

 

Quark stands up.

 

QUARK

                                    But . . . but . . . shouldn't you at least offer me some kind of

                                    reward for my information?

 

Odo stands up and leans over the table, hands firmly set upon the desk.

 

ODO

                                    You're right about one thing, Quark.  (pauses)

 

Quark smiles expectantly and nods affirmation.

 

ODO

                                    I have been doing my 'homework.'  It would take hundreds

                                    of kilos of trioxcelene polycerate refined by laborious

                                    techniques to get enough to become addicted.

 

QUARK

                                    (pointing his finger)  I tell you, Odo, there's something odd

                                    going on between Major Kira and Dr. Jaren that nobody

                                    knows about.  She even lied aobut her name!

 

Odo takes a step around the table while Quark flees toward the door.

 

QUARK

                                    And I intend to get to the bottom of it.

 

ODO

                                    Goodbye, Quark.

 

Quark reaches the door then turns to face Odo.

 

QUARK

                                    Aren't you even the least bit interested in what might

                                    be going on between Kira and Jaren?

 

ODO

                                    (genuine anger, pointing towards the door)  Goodbye, Quark!

 

Quark EXITS while Odo shakes his head, pausing a moment to reflect before returning to his desk.

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