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    DEEP SPACE NINE: "Ferengi Love... " - REV. 02/18/97 - ACT FOUR   46.

31   CONTINUED:	(4)

					ZEK 
			Oh, who cares about duranium 
			anyway?

					QUARK
			Daimon Igel.

					ZEK
				(nervously bewildered) 
			Daimon Igel? Who's he? Do I like 
			him?

	Quark is completely thrown by all this; this isn't the 
	Nagus he knows and admires...

32   EXT. SPACE - DEEP SPACE NINE (STOCK) (OPTICAL)

	Re-establishing.

33   INT. ROM'S QUARTERS

	Rom is seated, his head resting on his crossed arms, 
	which in turn, are resting on a table. He gazes 
	directly in front of him at eight piles of strips and 
	slips of latinum that have been divided into two
	separate groupings. The rest of the room is a mess. 
	Rom has clearly neglected his housekeeping chores. 
	After a beat, the door CHIMES.

					ROM 
			Come in.

	O'Brien ENTERS. Rom doesn't take his eyes off the 
	latinum.

					ROM 
			Hello, Chief.

	O'Brien scans the room; the mess tells him all he needs 
	to know about Rom's current state of mind.

					O'BRIEN 
			I need that phase calibrator I 
			lent you the other day.

					ROM 
			It's in my tool kit, by the door.

	But O'Brien's attention is now focused on Rom.

					O'BRIEN 
			What are you doing, Rom?