DEEP SPACE NINE: "Empok Nor" - REV. 04/07/97 - ACT FIVE      52.

100  CONTINUED: 

	Garak smiles, seeing that he's rattled O'Brien just a 
	bit.

					GARAK
			I thought we agreed -- no weapons.

					O'BRIEN
			What's that in your hand?

	Garak looks down at his weapon.

					GARAK
				(smiling)
			How did this get here?
				(a beat; re: weapon)
			We won't need these.
				(an order)
			Put yours down.

					O'BRIEN
			You first.

					GARAK
			Put it down, or say good-bye to
			the Ferengi.

	A beat as O'Brien hesitates.

					NOG
			Don't do it, Chief.

					GARAK
				(to Nog)
			He has nothing to worry about --
			I'm not going to shoot an unarmed
			man. What fun would that be?

	Keeping an eye on Garak, O'Brien sets the phaser rifle 
	down on the ground.

					GARAK
				(smiles)
			You wouldn't happen to have
			another one, would you?

	O'Brien reaches behind his back, and removes a hidden
	hand phaser, and a tricorder.

					GARAK
			Naughty, naughty.

	O'Brien sets the phaser down, then places the tricorder 
	on top of it.