DEEP SPACE NINE: "The Emperor's... " - REV. 11/23/98 - ACT FOUR   43.

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					INTENDANT (O.S.)
			What a novel idea...

	Brunt and Ezri look up to see the Intendant stepping
	into the room.

					INTENDANT
			I can't recall the last time
			I kept my word.

					BRUNT
				(refusing to be
				intimidated)
			Maybe now's a good time to start.

					EZRI
				(a warning)
			Forget it, Brunt.

					BRUNT
			No, not this time.

					INTENDANT
				(to Ezri, re: Rom)
			Let the man speak, my dear. He
			obviously feels very passionate
			about this... and you know how
			responsive I am to passion.

	The Intendant moves closer to Brunt until her body
	is literally flat against his.

					INTENDANT
			Go on.

					BRUNT
			What do we gain by their deaths?
			Nothing. On the other hand, if
			we let them live, they may come
			in handy.

					INTENDANT
			I never thought of that...

					BRUNT
			The Regent will give them to you.
			All you have to do is ask.

					INTENDANT
				(considering the idea)
			Maybe, but why waste a favor on
			those little trolls? I'm afraid
			I don't like your suggestion.