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      DEEP SPACE NINE: "Inquisition" - REV. 1/29/98 - ACT FIVE      48.
                           ACT FIVE                             

	FADE IN:

41   INT. HOLOSUITE GRID - CONTINUOUS

	Bashir stares at Sloan, not knowing what to expect -- 
	Sloan approaches him with a warm and friendly smile.

					SLOAN 
			Congratulations, doctor. It's not 
			often that we're proven wrong.

					BASHIR 
			I take it you finally believe I'm 
			not working for the Dominion.

					SLOAN 
			I'm leaning heavily in that 
			direction.
				(a beat) 
			But to erase any lingering doubts --
			what do you say we make one final 
			test?

					BASHIR
				(hard) 
			I'm finished playing games with 
			you, Sloan.

					SLOAN
				(matching Bashir's tone) 
			I assure you, doctor, this is no 
			game.

	Sloan hands an ultrasonic extractor to one of the 
	guards. The guard approaches Bashir, who eyes the 
	guard warily and takes a step back.

					SLOAN
				(softening) 
			Don't be afraid. I have no 
			intention of hurting you. I just 
			need to remove an implant from 
			behind your right ear.

	Bashir unconsciously reaches for the place behind his 
	ear -- the place he's been itching.