DEEP SPACE NINE: "Let He ... " - REV. 09/23/96 - ACT FIVE      53.

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	Dax has obviously struck a nerve.

					WORF
			That's not the issue here.

					DAX
			I think it is.

	Worf grows quiet. Dax is asking a lot of him. These 
	are some of his most private and closely guarded 
	feelings.

					WORF
				(simply)
			I do not wish to lose you, 
			Jadzia.

					DAX
			Then talk to me. Please.

	Worf goes inside himself for a moment, then...

					WORF
				(a rhetorical question)
			You know that from the age of 
			seven I was raised by humans on 
			the farmworld of Gault?

	Dax nods.

					WORF
			It was a sparsely populated world 
			of not more than twenty thousand 
			inhabitants. It often seemed as 
			if everyone knew everyone else. 
			But one thing was for certain...
			everyone knew me.
				(a beat)
			I was the Klingon child. The 
			"uncontrollable" one. I was the 
			biggest, strongest, most fearless 
			child on the entire planet. I 
			fought hard, I played hard, I did 
			as I pleased.