DEEP SPACE NINE: "Badda-bing... " - REV. 01/13/99 - ACT FIVE   60A.

91B  ON ZEEMO'S GROUP

	as the money floats all around them. The crowd of
	money-grabbers encircles Zeemo and the others,
	blocking their path to the countroom.

					BLONDE
			Look, it's raining money.

	The blonde bends down and begins picking up bills.
	Even Cicci manages to plant one of his large brogans
	on a bill.

91C  ANGLE ON O'BRIEN, KASIDY AND THE GUARD

	still in heated conversation. But half the guard's
	attention is on the activity surrounding the craps
	table.

					O'BRIEN
			Can I go now?

					KASIDY
			You're not going anywhere!
				(to the guard)
			Don't let him leave.

					GUARD
				(urgently waving
				another guard over)
			Charlie, over here!

	ANOTHER GUARD hurries over.

					GUARD
			Take this gentleman to security.

					KASIDY
				(to the guard)
			But I want you to handle this.

					GUARD
			I'm afraid I can't leave my post.
				(to Charlie, re:
				O'Brien)
			Strip search.

	The other guard takes O'Brien by the arm and leads
	him away.

					O'BRIEN
				(indignant)
			Strip search?