"Well, he only gets the one phone call."

"You had him thrown in Prison?"

"It's a lousy way to wake up."

"You have to get him out."

"I had a hard enough time getting that little twerp thrown into jail..."

"But he didn't do anything wrong."

*Don't I know it.* Rued Dukat. In spite of his power Cardassian law 'did' protect the innocent and even he - a Legate couldn't just have 'anyone' thrown in prison.

"...it's going to be ten times harder to get him out" .

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Meanwhile Wesley was looking at his sole cellmate. Cellmate was well over 100 Kilos and hand or so under two meters every gram of it muscle. He was huge, strong, brutal and not real bright. The kind of cellmate you hear nightmares about and pray to God you never get. He looked like a throwback to the pleistocene age.