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  2.        DEEP SPACE NINE: "Hard Time" - REV. 2/05/96 - ACT FIVE       56.
  3.  
  4. 84   CONTINUED:
  5.  
  6.     He considers it for a beat, then angrily wipes it out.
  7.  
  8.                     EE'CHAR
  9.                 (re: the mandala)
  10.             Why did you stop?
  11.  
  12.                     O'BRIEN
  13.             It wasn't helping.
  14.  
  15.                     EE'CHAR
  16.             You have to concentrate more.
  17.  
  18.                     O'BRIEN
  19.             It doesn't matter how much I
  20.             concentrate. I'm still starving.
  21.  
  22.     Ee'char seems to deflate a little. He's just as hungry
  23.     as O'Brien.
  24.  
  25.                     EE'CHAR
  26.             So am I.
  27.  
  28.     They sit there for a beat, feeling sorry for
  29.     themselves.
  30.  
  31.                     O'BRIEN
  32.             You're sure there's nothing left?
  33.  
  34.                     EE I CHAR
  35.             Not unless you've got a hiding
  36.             place I don't know about.
  37.  
  38.                     O'BRIEN
  39.             We ate the last of the food I put
  40.             away a week ago.
  41.  
  42.     Ee'char nods. He was afraid of that. O'Brien's angry.
  43.  
  44.                     O'BRIEN
  45.             We should've stockpiled more. We
  46.             should've planned for this.
  47.  
  48.     Ee'char shakes his head. He knows getting angry won't
  49.     do any good.
  50.  
  51.                     EE'CHAR
  52.             They've never let us go this long
  53.             without food before.
  54.  
  55.                     O'BRIEN
  56.             What if they've forgotten about
  57.             us... or just decided to finally
  58.             let us die?
  59.