DEEP SPACE NINE: "'Til Death... " - REV. 03/19/99 - ACT THREE    35.

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					DUKAT 
			Then you let your land lie fallow 
			for a season -- to allow for the 
			restoration of the soil.

					WINN
				(intent) 
			Restoration?

					DUKAT
				(nods) 
			The following year, the fields 
			will be fertile again.

					WINN
				(turning it over in 
				her mind) 
			The poison must be purged away... 
			so the land can be reborn.

					DUKAT
				(puzzled by her
				strange words)
			Eminence... ?

					WINN 
			Do you pray to the Prophets, 
			Anjohl?

					DUKAT 
			Every day.

					WINN 
			And have they ever answered you --
			in a vision, or in your dreams?

					DUKAT 
			There have been times when I've 
			thought I felt their presence. 
			But spoken to me? No. Surely 
			they'd reserve such a blessing 
			for someone like you.

					WINN 
			You're right, the Prophets have 
			spoken to me.
				(beat) 
			They told me they were going to 
			send you here.