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DEEP SPACE NINE: "Once More... " - REV. 10/01/98 - ACT ONE 13.
10 CONTINUED: (2)
MARTOK (Cont'd)
Very well. Talk and be done with
it.
WORF
He came to me, asking my help as
a friend. Kor is an old man. He
has no family, no influence left
in the Empire. He asked nothing
except for the chance to fight
and die as a Klingon warrior. I
told him I would speak with you
about finding him a command in
the fleet.
MARTOK
I would not give that man the
gnawed bones of my last meal,
much less command of a ship.
WORF
But why? There's no blood feud
between our Houses. And Kor told
me he's never even met you.
Martok moves around the Bridge, old and bitter
wounds prodding him with every step.
MARTOK
You can wound a man without ever
seeing his face.
(beat)
When I was a boy, my family still
lived in the lowlands of Ketha
Province. We had very little,
but it didn't matter -- we were a
family of warriors. Fifteen
generations had served the Empire
as soldiers. My father had
higher hopes for me -- he wanted
his son to become an officer. It
took a great deal of effort, but
eventually he found someone
willing to sponsor me. I passed
the entrance exam on my first
attempt. All that remained was
final approval by the oversight
council -- a simple formality.
(beat)
But my application was rejected
by one member of the council --
Kor.