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    STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE "Waltz" - REV. 11/12/97 - ACT FOUR   48.

57A  CONTINUED:	(2)

					DUKAT (Cont'd) 
				(anger building) 
			We did not choose to be the 
			superior race, fate handed us our 
			role. It would've been so much 
			easier on everyone if the Bajorans 
			had simply accepted their role. 
			But no... day after day they 
			clustered in their temples and 
			prayed for deliverance, and night 
			after night they planted bombs 
			outside our homes. 
				(beat)
			Pride. That's what it was. 
			Stubborn, unyielding pride. From 
			the servant girl that cleaned my 
			quarters to the condemned man 
			toiling in a labor camp to the 
			terrorist skulking through the 
			hills of Dahkur Province, they 
			each wore their pride like some 
			twisted badge of honor.

					SISKO
			And you hated them for it.

	And now the pent-up hatred and bile finally comes 
	roaring out of Dukat like someone opened up a flood-
	gate.

					DUKAT 
			Of course I hated them! Their 
			superstitions and their cries for 
			sympathy, their treachery and 
			their lies, their smug superiority 
			and their stiff-necked obstinacy, 
			their stupid earrings and their 
			broken noses -- Yes I hated them, 
			I hated everything about them!

					SISKO
			You should've killed them all.