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Scene 9

9.         KIRA IS SEATED AT QUARK’S BAR ON THE PROMENADE.  THE DRINK

            SITTING ON THE COUNTER BEFORE HER IS HELD VERY CLOSE WITH

            BOTH HANDS.  THE BAR IS BUSY.  QUARK SEES KIRA AND MAKES

            HIS WAY TOWARD HER, ADJUSTING HIS COAT AND COLLAR.  TWO

            BAJORANS ARE SEATED AT A TABLE A SHORT DISTANCE FROM THE

            BAR LOOKING FROM KIRA TO EACH OTHER, THAN BACK TO KIRA. 

            THEY APPEAR SURPRISED.

 

QUARK

                                    Well, well, what brings such a lovely customer as yourself

                                    here, major?

 

KIRA

                                    (scathing look)  Can it, Quark.

 

QUARK

                                    Tisk, tisk, tisk.  Something’s obviously bothering you, major.

                                    what you need is a good, relaxing evening in one of our

                                    holosuites.  (shakes finger knowingly)  I can recommend just

                                    the right suite for you – I’ll even accompany you myself to,

                                    ah, make sure everything’s to your taste.  (chuckles fully)

 

Kira’s threatening look causes Quark to shrink back.  Quark acts shocked and hurt.

 

QUARK

                                    Why, major!  Something really must be bothering you!

                                    I mean, you didn’t even get violent or threaten me once

                                    this time.

 

Quark notices that Kira’s drink is empty and begins to refill her glass.

 

QUARK

                                    Here.  Have another drink.  Compliments of your host!

 

Kira does her best to ignore Quark, leery of his motives. 

 

QUARK

                                    (silent as he stares at her hard)  It’s money problems, isn’t it?

 

Kira turns to look at Quark, opening her mouth as though to deny it.

 

QUARK

                                    Ah, ah, ah, don’t deny it.  I’ve seen that look before (chuckles)

                                    and well . . .  Who do you owe, major?  Maybe I can help

                                    you ‘distract’ whoever it is.  (clears his throat)  For a small

                                    price, of course.

 

Kira tilts her head, eyes wider.  Quark has given her an idea.

 

KIRA

                                    Quark?  Have you ever tried to avoid anyone before? 

                                    Someone that you knew but didn’t want them to see you?

 

Quark leans confidentially over the bar, eager to relate his tale.

 

QUARK

                                    Well, I don’t know, really, if I should reveal any ‘trade

                                    secrets’ – Rule of Acquisition Number Six (laughs), but . . .

 

Kira rolls her eyes and shakes her head in disgust.

 

QUARK

                                    Well . . . I suppose I can tell you.  (switching to a low,

                                    confiding tone)  On Selgon-III an associate of mine – he was

 jealous that I had undercut his offer and closed a deal for

5000 crates of shandrell – turned out to be the head of the

local Provanna Cartel, the largest pirate operation in the

Selgon system!

 

 

Kira looks bored.  Quark is oblivious.

 

QUARK

                                    Anyway, I ended up having to ship myself out on an

                                    Andorian freighter – in a box!

 

Kira rolls her eyes, turning her head away from Quark.

 

KIRA

                                    Somehow, I don’t think that’s going to quite help me, Quark.

 

Quark is completely involved in his story.

 

QUARK

                                    It didn’t help my back either!  It was a month before I

                                    could even stand up straight.

 

By this time, the two Bajoran crew members have risen and are approaching Kira.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    (incredulous)  Kira?  Kira Nerys?

 

Kira turns around and instantly recognizes the Bajoran’s face.  She tries to conceal her surprise by acting as if she heard and saw nothing.  She turns around just as quickly but not without a subtle look of dread.  The first man continues to stare, while the second one looks around.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    (more convinced)  You are Kira Nerys, from the underground?

 

When Kira fails to respond, the man taps her on the shoulder.  Kira turns with a feigned look of confusion on her face.  Quark leans further over the bar, greatly interested in this dialogue, while Dax and Julian are seen looking on casually from across the bar. 

 

QUARK

                                    Why, my good man.  Everyone knows this is Major –

 

Kira quickly but quietly elbows Quark hard in the chest while keeping her eyes on the men before her.

 

KIRA

(innocently)  No.  You must be mistaken.  (turns back around)

 

Crew member #1 places his hand firmly upon Kira’s arm.  Kira turns her head, glances once at his hand and then at his face, giving him a burning look.  Crew member #1 doesn’t remove his hand.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    But I’m sure you’re her.  The one Jaren’s been looking for.

                                    I remember you at –

 

KIRA

                                    (angry)  Look, my name’s not ‘Kira’ whatever.  I’m Lianda.

                                    Major Lianda Ven  (glares sharply at Quark) and I’ve never

                                    been underground.  (low, threatening tone)  Now take you hand

                                    off of me before you lose it!

 

The man releases his grip as Kira rises and brushes past the two men, EXITing the bar.  Dax and Julian appear disturbed after witnessing what took place.  Crew member #1 and #2 walk toward the entryway and watch as Kira walks quickly down the Promenade.   Quark maneuvers behind the two Bajorans to overhear their low voices.

 

CREW MEMBER #2

                                    Are you certain it’s her, Harmonli?  Perhaps you are mistaken.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    I’m as sure as I was the day the Cardassians overran the lunar

                                    complex there the others I and I lived.

 

Crew member #1 turns his head to whisper to his friend while keeping his eyes on Kira.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    Jaren must know.  We must tell him.

 

CREW MEMBER #2

                                    And what will he do when he discovers it’s her – after three

                                    years?

 

Crew member #1 gives a grim nod to #2.  The two Bajorans exit.  Quark approaches the entryway and watches as the two men walk down the Promenade.  Quark smiles in anticipation of some possible profit to come from what he has just witnessed.

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