Captive Pursuit at Memory Alpha
- If you’re a Dabo Girl, you get a Reputation. The first Important DS9 Lesson of the episode is delivered right in the second line.
- An implied Important Lesson is that you should always read a contract before you sign it, but unless it’s stated explicitly (ideally by Odo) then I don’t think it should count.
- Tosk the alien is a close talker, but isn’t touchy. I suppose that’s a blessing. Close talkers are pretty bad, but touchy talkers are so much worse.
- Another important lesson: Quark is not a “barkeep.” It’s not the kind of lesson you’d necessarily want to capitalize, but you also wouldn’t want to forget it.
- He’ll still listen to your problems if you want, because for some reason he has a bee in his bonnet about doing that in this episode.
- They way Tosk looks around at everything is kind of delightful.
The episode opens with a Dabo girl complaining about her contract with Sisko. We never find out exactly what the problem is, but apparently Quark can’t keep his “Ferengi knuckles” off of her. Dabo!
Next, we meet an alien in a damaged ship who comes in through the Wormhole. He won’t be beamed out of his ship, but after some argument, he agrees to be towed in. Since he seems nervous, they decide to skip the usual first contact procedure (Starfleet gives Commanders a helluva lot of leeway regarding diplomatic procedures, apparently) and send O’Brien down alone to try to help out. He goes alone because they don’t want to make the alien more nervous than he already is.

Finding his ship apparently abandoned, Miles assumes their guest is just hiding like a scaredy-cat and sets to work trying to get the ship into the appropriate shape. There’s a joke in that last sentence, if you’d care to look for it.
This says a lot about Miles, I think. Here’s an individual they know nothing about from a species and culture they’ve never encountered before. This lizard-headed guy could be some horrible unauthorized-crew-quarters-accessing clone-murdering monster with all the wrong ideas about Dabo girls and he is completely hidden when Miles shows up, but instead of realizing that this is obvoiusly a trap and getting the hell out of the USS Dodge, Chief O’Brien just sets to work while he talks to the invisible alien. Talk about a class act.
As it turns out, the alien actually is invisible. When he appears, Miles is startled and hits his head in accordance with the ancient television rule that it is always funny to have someone get startled and hit their head. They don’t make much of this invisibility and it never actually keeps him hidden from danger during the episode, so I guess I think it’s a lot neater than the writers did. For the record, I think it’s super neat to be able to turn invisible.
Tosk, the alien, doesn’t want to leave his ship, but Miles’ Irish charms and winning ways eventually coax him out into the station itself.
Our new alien friend has no explanation for who or what he is other than “I am Tosk.” Needing only a few minutes sleep each day and no food, it is surprising that he doesn’t have much in the way of social graces. What would an alien like that do other than chat with other aliens all day?
The answer, apparently, is steal weapons. And fail to get jokes.
Odo, the master detective, somehow knows in advance that Tosk is going for the weapons cache and turns into the most obtrusive painting I’ve ever seen on Star Trek which, considering I’ve seen Data’s artistic endeavours on TNG, is saying something. How Odo knows this is going on is left to the imagination of the viewer. I like to think he sits around in his office for hours every day, just waiting for someone to ask the computer where the weapons are kept or where the main plasma conduit is or something similar so he can go on down to whatever it is, turn into something, and get his surveil on.
Tosk tries to invisibly flee, but runs hilariously into the security fields Odo set up. Several times. This is physical comedy at its finest.
Caught and imprisioned, he merely requests to be able to die with honor, the only explanation being that he is Tosk, which we are expected to have figured out is more than just a name by now.
The secret is revealed when a ship similar to Tosk’s, only cooler and with more awesome spoilers and decals and stuff, appears through the wormhole, instantly disables the station’s shields, and beams a trio of helmeted and apparently basically invincible warriors aboard. These amazingly 90s-looking space goons seek out Tosk and, failing to destroy him, are forced to explain that Tosk are prey, bred to be hunted by this similar-looking but hairier race with their fancy transporters and their snappy red space suits and their off-brand Wookiee bowcasters.


The twist here is that the Tosk wants to be hunted. He also wants to be killed in the hunt, because capture is dishonorable, but capture is more honorable than being granted asylum. This puts Miles in a bit of a moral quandry, because he has grown to be pretty flower units about Tosk. On the one hand, he doesn’t want Tosk killed. On the other, he doesn’t want Tosk to be disappointed about not being killed. And then there’s the whole Prime Directive thing that says he shouldn’t be messing with this Cultural Event at all, since he wasn’t invited to do so. Like most (but not all!) Prime Directive-related dilemmas, this one is resolved by the character doing what they want and just hoping like hell it was the right thing to do.
So O’Brien helps him escape. Commander Sisko chews him out for it, O’Brien obliquely hints that he couldn’t have actually pulled it off if the Commander had tried to stop him, and we go back to the way things were. This makes me kind of sad. They tell you (without being so crass as to actually say it directly of course) early on that we’ll never see these aliens again. The unstoppability of their weaponry would be too much for the series - even the Borg could be held briefly at bay. That’s a shame, because the Tosk turns out to be a powerful fighter who is more than a match for his high-tech pursuers. They even go further and let O’Brien floor one of the pursuers (who had taken off his awesome helmet) with a punch, commenting that they wear those suits to protect their glass jaws. That kind of match-up (animal cunning and strength against superior technology) is a sci-fi staple that I’ve never yet gotten tired of.
I’ll hopefully see you next Wednesday!
Dabo!