DEEP SPACE NINE: "Badda-bing... " - REV. 01/13/99 - ACT FOUR    52.

75   INT. COUNTROOM - NIGHT

	Ezri places the drink by the countman, busy counting
	a wad of bills. Ezri stares at him as she realizes
	it isn't Howard.

					EZRI
			You're not Howard.

					COUNTMAN #2
			He's out with the flu.

	Ezri tries to hide her surprise.

					EZRI
			Then I guess this drink is yours.

					COUNTMAN #2
			I'm not thirsty.

					EZRI
			But...

					COUNTMAN #2
			Hey, you're making me lose count.

					EZRI
			Sorry.
				(getting an idea)
			Mind if I drink that? I've been
			on my feet for hours, I could use
			a little pick-me-up.

					COUNTMAN #2
				(sarcastic)
			That's about the saddest story
			I've ever heard.

	To spite her, the countman picks up the drink, downs
	it in a single gulp and slams it on the tray.

					COUNTMAN #2
			Now get lost.

					EZRI
			What? No tip?

					COUNTMAN #2
			Beat it!

	And with that she hurries out the door. The
	countman shakes his head and keeps counting the
	money. And we go to --