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MARTOK
(puts down PADD)
But enough about the war with the
Dominion. I want to hear about
the war at home.
(off his look)
You just married that freighter
captain, didn't you?
SISKO
Yes...
MARTOK
Then war has broken out, whether
you know it or not. A long,
grueling, intoxicating war.
(thinking back)
I remember the day my beloved
Sirella first moved into my home.
I had a pet targ. Had him since
I was a boy. A filthy, mangy
beast -- but in his bony breast
beat the heart of a warrior. Of
course, Sirella loathed him.
(a beat)
To make a long story short, while
supervising the unloading of her
bags, Sirella "accidently" left
the front door open.
(a beat)
DEEP SPACE NINE: "Strange... " - REV. 03/19/99 - ACT ONE 7.
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MARTOK (Cont'd)
My faithful targ, ever-ready to
follow the call of the wild,
tottered outside on his frail
legs and disappeared into the
forest.
(a sigh)
I never laid eyes on him again.
SISKO
Lady Sirella draws first blood.
MARTOK
You see my point. Don't get me
wrong, I would not trade Sirella
for all the targs on Kronos...
And over the course of our
marriage I've won more than my
fair share of the battles between
us.
(a beat)
But in the end, I know she will
win the war.
SISKO
I'll keep that in mind.
Martok smiles.