DEEP SPACE NINE: "Siege of AR-558" - REV. 10/13/98 - ACT ONE   15A.

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					BASHIR
			I need to treat your wound.

					VARGAS
			No one touches that bandage.
			Understood?

					BASHIR
			Why's that?

					VARGAS
			I asked you if you understood?

	Bashir nods, Vargas lowers the phaser. There's a
	long beat. The silence is broken by Vargas, who
	feels the need to explain himself.

					VARGAS
			McGreevey put that bandage on
			me... ripped up his own uniform
			to make it.

					BASHIR
			Sounds like a good friend.

					VARGAS
			He was a jerk. I couldn't stand
			the guy -- he never shut up.
			Yap, yap, yap, yap. He thought
			he was the world's greatest
			authority on everything. I know
			he's dead and I should have more
			respect... but God, I hated him.
			One moment he's talking his head
			off tying the bandage around
			me... the next he's lying flat on
			his back with a hole in his
			chest.