DEEP SPACE NINE: "Apocalypse... " - REV. 07/19/96 - ACT THREE    32.

45   CLOSE ON SISKO

	As he looks at their surroundings. He feels like Sir 
	Richard Francis Burton in Mecca; he's one of the few 
	Starfleet officers to view this sacred place of the 
	Klingons.

					SISKO
				(with a sense of 
				history)
			The Hall of Warriors.

					WORF
			You can smell the blood of history 
			in these stones.
				(marching off)
			Come, we must celebrate.

					ODO
				(to Sisko)
			Now what?

					SISKO
			Now... we celebrate.

46   NEW ANGLE

	As the disguised crewmembers grab drinking cups and 
	scoop bloodwine from a large metal drum. They down the 
	concoction with the fervent enthusiasm that matches the 
	Klingons around them.

	Another group of Klingons muscles their way to the wine 
	drum. one of them, a BURLY KLINGON is in the midst of 
	boasting about his most recent victory to his friends.

					BURLY KLINGON
			... I was the first to board their 
			starship. With one blow from my 
			Bat'leth, I beheaded their 
			helmsman.
				(smiles cruelly)
			A Tellarite. The pig didn't even 
			have time to raise his weapon.

	The Burly Klingon's racist pun gets a snort of 
	appreciation from his listeners.