DEEP SPACE: "Armageddon Game" - 11/08/93 - ACT THREE        36.

41 CONTINUED:

					DAX
			Tomorrow.

					SISKO
			I don't see any reason to wait, do 
			you?

					DAX
			I'll leave right away.

					SISKO
			Good.  I'll come with you.
				(to Keiko)
			Mrs. O'Brien... if this recording 
			has been altered, we'll find out 
			why.

	Keiko nods slightly, with a tentative glimmer of hope...

41A  INT. MILITARY COMMAND CENTER

	Bashir has a few parts from the companel scattered on the 
	console.  He's checking a transceiver assembly.  In the b.g., 
	O'Brien now sits on the floor propped against the crate.  He 
	has the blanket from before around his shoulders.  As he 
	watches Bashir through half-mast eyes, his breathing is slow 
	and audible.

					BASHIR
			You were right, Chief... the contacts 
			on the subprocessor are corroded...

					O'BRIEN
				(a little raspy)
			They need to be cleaned...

					BASHIR
			I think there's some sterile pads in 
			the med kit...

	Bashir crosses to the kit, rummages through it briefly, comes 
	out with an enclosed sterile pad...

					BASHIR
			Here we go.

	Returning to the console, he tears the pack open, takes out 
	the sterile pad, begins cleaning the contacts... he glances 
	at O'Brien, who looks like he's fading...