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DEEP SPACE NINE: "Soldiers... " - REV. 03/03/97 - ACT THREE 34.
22 EXT. SPACE - BIRD OF PREY (OPTICAL)
The ship at warp.
23 INT. KLINGON MESS HALL
Dax ENTERS the room, looking tired and drawn. Leskit
is sitting on the table, drinking glass after glass of
bloodwine and getting nicely drunk. Ortakin is
standing nearby, leaning against the bulkhead and
listening with a scowl to Leskit.
Kornan is sitting alone from the others, with his head
buried in his heads. We can't tell if he's staring at
the tankard of bloodwine in front of him or if his eyes
are closed, but it's a disturbing sight for a Klingon
to be hunched over in a posture of misery.
Dax grabs a mug, fills it with bloodwine and grabs a
seat as Leskit continues his drunken rambling.
LESKIT
(a little drunk)
... two years I've spent on the
Cardassian border. Two years of
fighting guls and legates and
glinns. They were cunning
enemies... always had us chasing
sensor ghosts and holo-
projections... everything was a
game with them... a plan within a
plan within a plan leading into a
trap.
(he fingers his
necklace)
It was an honor to kill them.
Ortakin spits on the deck in contempt.
ORTAKIN
The Cardassians.
Leskit wags a finger at the younger Klingon.
LESKIT
Ah, but you can respect a
Cardassian.