DEEP SPACE NINE: "Way... Warrior" - REV. 08/01/95 - ACT THREE    37.

46   CONTINUED:

					QUARK
				(surprised) 
			Prune juice?

	Worf gives Quark his best intimidating glower.

					QUARK
				(backs down) 
			If you say so.

	As Quark goes to get him a prune juice from the 
	replicator, Worf surveys the crowd like a sheriff in an 
	old Western.

					O'BRIEN (O.C.) 
			Commander, over here.

47   NEW ANGLE 

	Worf turns and sees O'Brien and Bashir, standing by the 
	dartboard. O'Brien waves him over. Worf takes the 
	prune juice and joins them.

					O'BRIEN
				(making introductions) 
			Doctor Julian Bashir, Lieutenant 
			Commander Worf.

	Bashir and Worf exchange nods. Bashir holds up a dart.

					BASHIR 
			Care for a game of darts?

					WORF
			I don't play games.

					O'BRIEN
				(joking) 
			It's like poker, but with pointy 
			tips.

	Worf just stares at him unimpressed.

					O'BRIEN 
			All right, think of it as target 
			practice.

					BASHIR 
			The object is to throw the dart 
			and hit that board over there.

					O'BRIEN
			Aim for the dot in the middle.

	Worf looks skeptical, but he takes the dart, holding it 
	by the tip like a throwing dagger, then flings it at 
	the board like he's trying to kill it.