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Scene 12

12.       JAREN AND HIS TWO COMPANIONS ARE STANDING IN HIS

QUARTERS.  THEY HAVE JUST ARRIVED BRINGING JAREN THE NEWS

THAT KIRA IS ABOARD THE STATION.  JAREN, HOWEVER, IS GREATLY AGGITATED, OVERWHELMED BY THE POSSIBILITY THAT

KIRA IS STILL ALIVE.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    I tell you, it was her.  I saw her with my own eyes, heard her

                                    speak -

 

JAREN

                                    (shaking his head, shocked)  No.  No.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    (softly)  Jaren . . . it was Kira Nerys.

 

JAREN

                                    (gripping the crew member by the shoulders)  But Harmonli,

                                    you said yourself that she died three years ago, after the

                                    Cardassians raided the moon.  How could you - and so many

                                    others – be wrong?

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    I don't know, Jaren, but I do know this: the woman I saw on

                                    the Promenade was Kira Nerys.

 

Jaren releases the man, circling the floor once in contemplation.

 

JAREN

                                    (anguished)  But the few Bajorans who managed to escape

                                    said she had become separated from them shortly after they

                                    reached the surface.  When she never made it to the

                                    appointed rendezvous, they assumed she had been captured

                                    by a surface patrol.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    Though of us could be absolutely certain she was captured,

                                    it was the only explanation.  Nothing else made sense.

 

Jaren lowers his head, running his hands through his hair.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    You knew Kira better than anyone.  She would have found

                                    a way to escape.  How else could she be here now?

 

JAREN

                                    Then why could I not find her, even afterward when I

                                    searched everywhere, questioned everyone?  That day,

                                    Kira saved hundreds of lives.  She was a hero.  Why did

                                    she just vanish?

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    But now you have found her!

 

JAREN

                                    (falls into a chair, emotionally exhausted)  I've searched

                                    so long.  I . . . I didn't believe, after awhile, that it was . . .

                                    possible.

 

Jaren walks across the room and stops near a table where a few personal belongings lie.  He pulls a small picture from a box and peers at it.  CLOSE-UP reveals photo of Kira holding an infant.  Jaren clutches the bent and worn photo and struggles to fight back tears.  His two companions stare at one another, then at the floor, visibly uncomfortable.

 

JAREN

                                    Did you see . . . (takes a deep breath, his back to the men)

                                    was there any . . . any child with her?

 

The two Bajorans look at one another again, then back toward Jaren.  Crew member #2 shakes his head.

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    (answering slowly)  No, Jaren,  (then more hopefully)At least

                                    none that I saw.

 

JAREN

                                    (speaking to himself)  She must have seen me come aboard.

                                    Why else was she acting so strangely.  But why?  Why would

                                    she want to hide from me?

 

CREW MEMBER #2

                                    What would you have us do?

 

Jaren pauses momentarily, thinking.

 

JAREN

                                    This Ferrengi . . .

 

CREW MEMBER #1

                                    Quark?

 

JAREN

                                    Yes.  (turns to face men)  You said this Ferrengi called her

                                    'major.'

 

Both men nod.

 

JAREN

                                    He obviously knows her well. Maybe we should pay him

                                    a visit.

 

Jaren pockets the photograph, and the three men EXIT Jaren's quarters.

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