Ambassador Kosh,
is there something I can do for you?
I wish to engage your services.
For what?
Business.
What sort of business?
Important.
Ambassador, I'd be happy to assist you,
but there are certain details I must know
before taking any commission,
not to mention getting clearances from--
all arranged, as is payment.
We will meet in red 3
at the hour of scampering.
The hour of scampering?
Woman in flight control: Minbari flyer 969--
you may proceed to docking bay 17.
Flight announcer: Transport l-10,
bound for Jupiter colonies,
is now boarding at docking bay 18.
Query--liner Calisto.
Liner Calisto will be docking
in bay 12 in 7 minutes.
Flight announcer: All passengers holding berths
on that flight should see miss buru in red 7.
[Speaking alien language]
Deathwalker?
Deathwalker.
Deathwalker!
Aah!
Aah--let me go!
She must die! She's deathwalker!
Come on, let's go. Take it easy!
Deathwalker!
Narrator: It was the dawn of the third age of mankind,
10 years after the Earth-Minbari war.
The Babylon project was a dream given form.
Its goal-- to prevent another war
by creating a place where humans and aliens
could work out their differences peacefully.
It's a port of call...
Home away from home
for diplomats,
hustlers, entrepreneurs,
and wanderers.
Humans and aliens
wrapped in 2,500,000 tons of spinning metal,
all alone in the night.
It can be a dangerous place,
but it's our last, best hope for peace.
This is the story
of the last of the Babylon stations.
The year is 2258.
The name of the place is...
Sinclair: Have you got an identity on the victim?
According to her ship I.D.,
her name is gyla lobos.
She's a free-trader.
Came from sector 47 on her way to Earth.
That's Minbari space.
Minbari ship, Minbari clothes,
Minbari I.D.,
but she's no Minbari.
Na'toth give you any reason for the attack?
Nothing intelligible.
She was totally berserk when we hauled her in.
Kept yelling "deathwalker."
Deathwalker?
I thought you might remember that name.
I know I do.
Sinclair: Na'toth, why did you attack that woman?
Listen, sister, if she dies,
you'll rot in a cage
until your spots turn gray.
Na'toth, we want to help you,
but you have to tell us why.
It is chon-kar...
The blood oath.
When the Dilgar conquered hylak 7,
my grandfather and his family were there.
Deathwalker used them in her experiments.
They all died except my grandfather,
who managed to escape back to Narn,
but not before she implanted a machine
in his brain.
It slowly killed his mind and spirit,
and we could do nothing but watch.
When he died,
my family took the chon-kar...
And now our vengeance is at hand.
The Dilgar invasion was 30 Earth years ago.
If deathwalker was alive today,
she'd be an old woman.
Her face is carved into the minds
of my entire brood.
I smell my grandfather's blood on her hands.
I tell you, it is she!
Go over that woman's ship.
I want to know everything there is to know about her.
You and me both.
Commander Sinclair, my abject apologies
for this terrible incident.
I don't know what came over my attaché.
Let me assure you
that I am personally prepared
to make amends to her victim.
Her victim is still in medlab.
If she lives, I'll convey your offer.
I see.
If you will release Na'Toth into my custody,
I'll take full responsibility
for her conduct.
Given the circumstances, that's impossible.
However, I will agree to house arrest
pending outcome of our investigation.
Guards, take Ms. Na'toth
to Ambassador G'Kar's quarters.
She's not to leave for any reason.
Guard: Yes, sir.
You have my gratitude, Commander.
Na'toth!
Ambassador Kosh.
All the clearances seem to be in order,
and the pay is very generous.
However, there's something I still don't understand.
Understanding is a three-edged sword.
Oh, Kosh!
You old dog,
you didn't tell me you were bringing a date.
Um, I'm Talia Winters,
licensed commercial telepath, Psi-Corps rating p-5.
I'll be sitting in on the negotiations
on behalf of Ambassador Kosh.
Ah, I'm a 23 myself,
a good number.
Call me abbut.
Please scan abbut.
Report to me his thoughts
at present--
oh, goody! Nothing like a good mind scan
to clear the old processor.
Miss Winters?
He has no thoughts at all.
It's as if his mind were empty.
Excellent.
We may now commence our business.
Abbut.
Crab...
Nebula.
[Sighs]
Her vital signs have stabilized,
but I still can't match her species type.
Why don't you try xenobiogenic files?
How is she?
Better than she should be,
considering the ferocity of her attack.
Her metabolism is astounding.
It's repairing the damage
at an extremely accelerated rate.
I wish I knew what her species was.
I've never seen anything like her.
Her DNA doesn't match anything we've got on file.
She's a Dilgar.
Dilgar? Dilgar is a dead race.
Those few that were left after the invasion died
when their sun went Nova.
Computer, load history file--e.A. 2230.
Reference--deathwalker.
Computer: Commencing.
Deathwalker: Epithet used to refer to jha'dur,
the most infamous leader of the Dilgar invasion
of the non-aligned sectors in 2230.
Rank: War master.
Specialist in biochemical, biogenetic,
and cyberorganic weaponry.
Stop. This was jha'dur 30 years ago.
Well, she's obviously too young to be jha'dur
and too old to be her daughter.
But there might be another explanation.
Computer,
scan subject for any sign of cryonic freezing
or body alteration.
Computer: Commencing.
Scan: Negative.
Hmm. I'll have med corps send me all their files
on the Dilgar. There has to be a way
to make a positive identification.
Commander, you're not going to believe this.
A Dilgar uniform.
Rank: War master.
And the nameplate reads jha'dur.
Na'toth was right. It's her.
The uniform doesn't prove that.
Did you find anything else?
Only this.
Doesn't look like any kind of drug
I've ever seen.
Doc?
I'm going to run some tests on this.
My father flew for Earthforce
during the Dilgar invasion.
He was there when they retook balos.
He never forgot what he saw.
If this woman is jha'dur--
[beeping]
Sinclair.
Ivanova: Commander,
you have a gold channel transmission
from senator Hidoshi.
On my way.
Post a full detail here until she can be moved
to a maximum security area.
And keep a tight lid on this, Michael.
Until we figure out what's going on,
I don't want any rumors running
around this station.
I'm sorry to bring you shame, Ambassador,
but I must fulfill my chon-kar.
You do not shame me, Na'Toth.
I know how your senses burn
with the nearness of your prey.
I, too, have chon-kar.
Many of them.
But unhappily, in this case,
yours complicates matters.
I don't understand.
Counselor ha'rok,
the Narn you were to meet in customs,
was here to bargain with jha'dur.
Our agents learned of a discovery she made
which would be of great value to our regime.
Heh. But after your attack on her,
ha'rok could not hope to approach her
without drawing the attention
of Earth Alliance.
So he has returned to Narn
and left me to secure this discovery of hers.
I will take it from her when I eat her flesh.
No, the kha'ri says
we must get her to Narn alive.
I will not be denied this!
This is larger than chon-kar!
It would give Narn the advantage it needs
to expand the regime and crush our enemies!
You must make this sacrifice
for the future of our people,
as all Narn have sacrificed
at one time or another.
I'll delay the chon-kar,
but I will not abandon it.
You would not be Narn if you did.
I am proud of you.
And when we get what we want
from this butcher,
I promise to help you fulfill your vow.
Hidoshi: Commander Sinclair.
Senator Hidoshi, what can I do for you?
We understand a woman named gyla lobos
was recently attacked there.
Is she alive?
Yes, and recovering.
Excellent. When she's fit to travel,
you will send her to Earth immediately.
Senator, we've found evidence
that this woman might be the Dilgar war criminal
deathwalker.
Deathwalker is long dead, Commander.
This is a priority order.
Without more information, I can't--
Commander Sinclair,
all information in this matter
is on a need-to-know basis,
and you do not need to know.
Have a pleasant day.
Incredible.
How dare you pry into my life's work!
I think you're too badly--
I've had worse. I want to see Sinclair now.
Commander!
Commander, is it true?
Is what true?
They say you have deathwalker in custody.
You should know better
than to listen to rumors, Ambassador.
[Sighs]
I'm Commander Jeffrey Sinclair.
You asked to speak to me?
Doctor, will you give us a moment, please?
You know the way of command.
Yes, the wind swords are right to fear you.
What do you know about the wind swords?
They have sheltered me for many years,
in return for certain services.
They speak of you often, Sinclair.
They say you have a hole in your mind.
Who are you?
I am war master jha'dur of the Dilgar.
Deathwalker?
So they called me.
If you were jha'dur, you'd be much older.
The answer is in this vial,
the results of a lifetime of research
and experimentation.
My research--
a universal antiagapic.
I'm not familiar with the term.
It's a serum which retards the aging process
and prevents disease.
It's still unstable and difficult to produce
in sufficient quantity,
but it works, as you can see.
No fear of growing old,
no sickness. That's--
virtual immortality,
the ultimate triumph of life.
The secret is mine, Sinclair,
and with the help of your Earth,
I will bring it to all the worlds
of this galaxy before the year is out.
Then the willows must scuttle carefully?
Does saturn have rings?
The talks are over for the day.
We shall commence again tomorrow
at the hour of longing.
Suits me.
Ambassador?
Ambassador Kosh.
There is a question?
Yes. I've been scanning Mr. Abbut all day,
and his mind is still just as empty
as when we started.
And these phrases you keep speaking in,
they don't make any sense.
Ah, you seek meaning.
Yes.
Then listen to the music,
not the song.
Miss Winters, could I buy you a drink?
A jovian sunspot would taste good right now.
Mr. Abbut, can you tell me
what these negotiations are all about?
I could...
But it's not good to reflect too much.
A problem?
Uh, no. I'm just tired.
I think I'll go back to my quarters
and rest for a while.
Ah, rest is good.
And so is a nice, lean pastrami
with just a little mustard
and an antarean pickle.
Maybe another time?
P.A. announcer: Book universe on level 5
is pleased to announce a signing...
Mr. Lennier.
Oh, Commander.
I'm sorry to disturb you,
but with Ambassador Delenn
off station, I need your help.
Have you heard about the incident
at customs today?
Yes, I did. Shocking.
The Narn do seem to be a most passionate people.
Are you familiar with the name...Deathwalker?
Quite. History is a passion of mine.
As I recall,
she was the most infamous leader
of the Dilgar invasion
of the nonaligned sectors in 2230.
She was a brilliant scientist,
specializing in biogenetics and cyberorganics,
but she was also a brutal and sadistic warrior
personally responsible for countless deaths.
Na'toth said the woman she attacked
is deathwalker.
The woman claims she's right.
She also says it was the wind swords
who sheltered her after the invasion.
The wind swords.
They are the most militant of all our warrior castes,
but even they wouldn't harbor such a beast.
It's possible she was of service to them.
Could you check with your government?
See what they know?
I cannot speak directly to the council
without permission, but I will contact Delenn.
Thank you.
I also ask that you keep
this information confidential
for the time being.
You may rely on my discretion, Commander.
And in the name of the Narn regime,
I extend our sincerest apologies
for the attack on you.
We are fully prepared to make whatever reparations
you deem necessary
and make you a most handsome offer.
For what?
Your discovery, of course.
The antiagapic.
You're very well-informed, G'Kar.
Our reports always said you were a clever one
and a good resistance leader, too.
If Earth Alliance hadn't taken a hand
in our invasion,
we might have helped your kind
wipe the Centauri out completely.
You are also well-informed, jha'dur,
but we are not through with the Centauri yet,
and you can still help us.
Whatever Earth Alliance has promised you,
we will triple.
Tempting.
Grant me one more thing and I'll consider it.
Name it.
The head of the animal that attacked me...
Within the hour.
[Laughing]
Based on the data I got from Earth,
she is jha'dur, which, barring other explanations,
seems to prove her claim about an antiagapic.
Antia--whatzic?
An immortality serum.
The Russian Consortium's been researching
in that that direction for years with no success.
That's because there ain't no such animal.
She's lying to save her skin.
My analysis of the serum suggests that she isn't.
Earth agrees. They've given us a priority order
to send jha'dur there immediately.
They plan to develop her discovery.
Are you serious?
This woman made the durian massacres
look like a church picnic,
and Earth wants to give her a Grant?
Justice or immortality-- an intriguing choice.
There is no choice.
Jha'dur infected the entire population
of latig 4 with Stafford's plague
just to see how long it'd take them all to die.
She wiped out entire races, destroyed whole planets,
experimented on living beings.
Now, she wants to make everybody immortal? Why?
Maybe she's got a conscience.
Unlikely. Tyrants seldom show remorse
for their brutalities.
Let the league deal with her.
We've got her serum.
If it's legit, we can finish
this immortality pill ourselves.
No, the serum's too complex.
It would take years to develop without her input
if at all possible.
While I find Earth's moral stance on this dubious,
they are better equipped to handle an issue
of this magnitude.
Ivanova's right. This one's too big for us.
I want jha'dur's ship recharged
and a fighter escort ready in one hour.
We'll take her through blue 5
to avoid any attention.
What the hell are you doing, Jeff?
Following orders.
Those orders stink.
Whatever jha'dur is peddling
doesn't change what she is.
I know, damn it!
But if Dr. Franklin's right, her discovery
will bring a future free of disease, aging, death
all across the galaxy.
She can save more lives than she took,
and she can make the deaths she caused have meaning.
Isn't that worth considering?
Better pray to that god of yours
you're right, Jeff.
Because if any of the league Ambassadors
find out about this deal,
they'll tear Babylon 5 to pieces.
One of our agents has just informed me
that Sinclair is going to smuggle jha'dur
off the station.
What?
Blast him and that infernal female!
She is near. I can smell her.
Free me from this cage, and I'll deal with her.
Mmm, not yet. There is a better way.
Ambassador G'Kar to speak to Ambassador Kalika
on a most urgent matter.
Woman: One moment, Ambassador.
[Door opens]
Your ship is recharged.
We'll give you a fighter escort
to the vortex, and an Earthforce vessel
will meet you on the other end.
Most efficient.
I commend you.
Is there something else you wish to say, Commander?
Dr. Franklin has confirmed the potential
of your discovery,
but why give it to Earth?
Because it was Earth who turned the tide
against my race.
Thus, it is fitting that you benefit
from your conquest.
It was more an act of preservation.
You slaughtered mercilessly,
exterminated whole races,
committed acts beyond the belief
of all sentient beings.
The wind swords said you were sentimental--
a fatal flaw in a warrior.
You still haven't explained
why you want to help the same people
you butchered 30 years ago.
My race is gone,
their names cursed in history.
Even my homeworld no longer exists.
I am the last of the Dilgar,
but my discovery will ensure
that the galaxy remembers us with honor.
It will be a monument to our vision.
A monument?
That's what you're after?
Delicious irony, don't you think,
that those who cursed us will have to thank us
for the rest of time?
Commander, time to go?
Commander Sinclair,
that woman is the war criminal jha'dur,
known to our worlds as deathwalker.
We demand a full assembly at once
to discuss her trial
on charges of crimes against sentience.
Ambassador Kalika,
I'm sure Earth Alliance will welcome
all your representatives to discuss this matter.
However, jha'dur is in my custody,
and I have orders to send her to Earth--
orders I cannot disobey.
You will have to kill us all first.
Very well. We'll convene in 3 hours.
Jha'dur will be held in maximum security
until then.
A fatal flaw, indeed.
Mr. Garibaldi, escort this woman back
to her holding quarters,
and double the guard on her.
Ambassador, I've thought it over,
and I don't believe that I can continue
with this assignment.
Your opinion does not enter into it.
We have a contract.
I know that, but you don't really need a telepath.
What is need compared to the path?
Ah! Traffic was murder,
but here I am.
Miss Winters,
so lovely to see you again.
[Indistinct conversation]
You know, we're sitting on a fusion bomb here.
At least it's out in the open now.
Jha'dur will get the justice she deserves.
Don't be so sure.
The Narns and the Centauri
both collaborated with the Dilgar.
The last thing they want is a trial.
True, but with my vote and the Minbari vote,
the council will be deadlocked,
and the league will have the deciding vote.
What about Kosh?
He refuses to participate,
as usual.
What makes you so sure
the Minbari will vote for a trial?
There's no reason for them not to,
and they're an honorable people.
Listen, Jeff, I got a little hot before,
said some things...
Forget it.
You didn't say anything I hadn't thought myself.
So, I shouldn't listen to rumors, huh?
Sorry, Ambassador.
We thought it best to handle this quietly.
Ah. Great job.
Mr. Lennier, have you spoken
with Ambassador Delenn?
Yes, Commander,
and I have been given instructions.
Jeff, all the Ambassadors are here,
and the chamber's secure.
Good luck.
[Banging]
This meeting of the Babylon 5 assembly
is called to order.
Ambassador Kalika,
representing the league of nonaligned worlds,
will make the opening statement.
30 years ago, the Dilgar fell upon our worlds,
bringing terror, slavery,
and death.
With the help of Earth Alliance,
we drove them from our sectors
and brought their leaders to justice...
All but one.
The worst of the lot--
deathwalker.
[All murmuring]
[Gavel bangs]
Now, the winds of fate have delivered her
into our hands.
We of the league have unanimously decided
that jha'dur be tried
for her crimes against sentience,
that trial to be held here
on Babylon 5 as soon as possible.
We now ask that the advisory council
approve this decision.
[All murmuring]
Ambassador Mollari.
This woman, deathwalker,
is indeed a great villain.
We Centauri weep
for what she did to your world.
However,
because she has committed no crime
against our Republic,
I must reluctantly vote no.
Traitor!
[Loud, overlapping talking]
I'm not surprised the Centauri
are opposed to a trial.
It's known the Dilgar were merely mercenaries
for their Republic.
That is a lie! It was you Narns
who collaborated with this scum.
Centauri propaganda to hinder our revolution.
That's enough.
Ambassador G'Kar, your vote.
The Narn regime is noted
for its keen sense of justice.
Therefore, we vote yes...
On one condition--
that the trial be held on Narn.
Our neutrality during the invasion
assures fairness.
We are prepared
to transport her there immediately.
[Overlapping protests]
The Narns have no right to try jha'dur.
We are well aware of their involvement
with her.
Their proposal is unacceptable.
In that case, the Narn regime
also votes no.
[Angry cries]
Ambassador Kosh has declined to take part
in these proceedings.
On behalf of Earth Alliance, I vote yes.
[Murmurs of approval]
Mr. Lennier.
As the Minbari were not a part of this conflict,
we have no right to judge her.
We must therefore...
Vote no.
[Cries of anger]
Counting the league's single vote--
the decision is 3-2 against a trial
with one abstention.
I'm afraid we must find some other solution.
This is outrageous!
Commander Sinclair, you have always said
that our worlds have a voice here.
Will you now deny us this voice?
I'm afraid the rules of the assembly are very clear,
but I have a compromise--
no!
No more compromises.
We will no longer be dictated to
by the very powers who aided
this woman's atrocities.
We withdraw from this assembly,
and rest assured, you have not heard
the last of this!
Woman: Justice!
[Sighs]
I am sorry, Commander.
I have caused this evil woman
to escape her just fate.
The wind swords did shelter her,
didn't they?
And your government knew about it.
No, not at first.
When we went to war with Earth,
the wind swords came to the council
with weapons-- terrible weapons
created by this monster.
That's when the council first learned
she was with them.
Of course, we could not reveal it then,
and like all secrets long kept,
we cannot bear the shame of admitting it now.
Lieutenant Commander,
something is coming through the jumpgate.
A Drazi sunhawk. All stations at alert.
Station one, open up a com channel
to the Drazi vessel. Station 5, go to hypertrack.
I have the Drazi vessel on line.
Babylon 5, this is makar ashok.
In the name of the Drazi freehold,
I demand immediate extradition
of the war criminal jha'dur.
Reject this demand,
and we will attack immediately.
Drazi vessel moving into firing range.
Scanners show all weapons charged
and coming to bear.
All gunner rays, target Drazi ship.
Makar ashok, our gunner rays are now fixed on your ship.
They will fire the instant you come into range.
You'll find their power quite impressive...
For a few seconds.
[Hisses]
Drazi vessel is slowing.
Lieutenant Commander, there's another surge
in the vortex.
What's happening?
The Drazi want immediate extradition of jha'dur.
I imagine iksha and the vree will make similar demands.
And according to reports,
there are more league ships on the way.
Can you stall them?
Well, I can try--
do it.
Welcome to Babylon 5.
I am Lieutenant Commander Ivanova.
How may we be of assistance?
Ambassador, call off those ships.
The league and Earth Alliance
have always been friends.
We can settle this matter diplomatically.
At the moment, we do not put much faith
in Babylon 5 diplomacy.
I fear we will soon be severing our ties
with this place.
There's something you should know
before making that decision.
What's the situation?
Well, I've managed to get the ship Captains engaged
in a debate over who has the best claim to jha'dur.
The winner will be the first to attack.
Creative.
Let's hope it buys us enough time.
Lieutenant Commander, the league ships
are moving out of firing range.
What did you do?
I played a wild card,
but we're not out of this yet.
Stay on alert. I'll be in closed session
with the league.
Yes, sir.
Good job, Lieutenant Commander.
A herring is just a herring,
but a good cigar is a Cuban.
A stroke of the brush
does not guarantee art
from the bristles.
Do you understand, miss Winters?
[Gasps]
Aah!
[Moans]
Our business is concluded.
You were swell.
Hey, maybe we can have that jovian sunspot
some time. Kosh, old boy...
A pleasure, as always.
Let's do lunch soon.
Miss Winters.
What is he, and what was on
that data crystal he gave you?
Reflection,
surprise,
terror...
For the future.
Kalika: Several of our most renowned scientists
have checked Dr. Franklin's data.
They concur with his assessment.
A most astounding discovery,
but deathwalker must still be punished
for her crimes.
I agree. And I have a compromise
which may serve all our needs.
Earth is prepared
to develop jha'dur's discovery immediately.
I propose the league of worlds
choose a coalition of scientists to assist her.
When this coalition is satisfied
the serum is ready,
jha'dur will be turned over to the league for trial.
[Whispers]
Can we trust your alliance
will honor this agreement?
And what of the council?
When news of this is made public,
Earth Alliance will have no choice.
As for the council,
it's already made its decision.
This agreement is between Earth
and the league,
just as it was 30 years ago
when we helped you to defeat this woman
and her people.
It is fair...
And wise.
It's time.
Good.
I'm glad Na'Toth didn't succeed.
I'm looking forward to your trial.
Are you really that naive, Commander?
Do you imagine Earth alliance will permit
this charade of yours to be carried out?
I'll see that they have to.
It will only cost you your command.
It is the way of things, Sinclair.
The superior controls the inferior.
In the final analysis, we've won.
I don't think so.
No?
Then consider this:
You and the rest of your kind
take blind comfort in the belief
that we are monsters,
that you could never do what we did.
The key ingredient in the antiagapic
cannot be synthesized.
It must be taken from living beings.
For one to live forever, another one must die.
You will fall upon one another like wolves.
It'll make what we did pale by comparison.
The billions who live forever will be
a testimony to my work,
and the billions who are murdered
to buy that immortality
will be the continuance of my work.
Not like us?
You will become us.
That's my monument, Commander.
Get her the hell off my station.
Woman in flight control: Minbari flier 969
is now leaving the docking center.
Ambassador Kosh.
Stand by to activate--
Lieutenant Commander,
something's coming through the vortex.
It's a Vorlon ship.
Well, all's well that ends well, huh?
Why?
You are not ready for immortality.
Hell of an irony, don't you think?
We find a reason to keep jha'dur alive,
and the Vorlons smoke her for the same reason.
You think it will always be like this, Michael,
little powers at the mercy of bigger powers,
politics before morality, expediency before justice?
Seems to work for everybody...
Except you.
Maybe that's why I like you.
Commander,
may I speak to you for a moment?
I think I may be having a problem
with Ambassador Kosh.
Join the club.
What's wrong?
Yesterday, Kosh hired me
to mediate on a business deal,
but nothing about it made sense.
They spoke in riddles,
and I kept getting these images in my head.
What kind of images?
Well, at first,
just quick flashes, but then...
4 years ago,
I was assigned to scan a suspect
in a murder case on Mars colony.
He was a serial killer.
I'd never been inside a mind like that before.
His thoughts were brutal, violent, terrible.
It was the most frightening experience I ever had.
I still have nightmares about it.
Today, I felt those same thoughts again,
but this time it was no nightmare.
It was deliberately provoked.
Who was Kosh dealing with?
Another alien.
He said his name was abbut.
Funny little guy with a big hat,
drinks jovian sunspots?
Yes, that's him. Do you know him?
He's a vicor.
It's slang term from old Earth tech--
a vcr.
They're cyberorganics--
living recorders--
part machine, part sentient.
Several of the alien races use them.
They can record just about anything--
sight, sounds, biorhythms, thought patterns.
I'd say you were set up.
But why?
The Vorlons are leery of telepaths.
If Kosh knows what you fear the most,
he can use it against you in the future.
For what?
With the Vorlons, who knows?
Ambassador Kosh has been a busy boy today.
They say god works in mysterious ways.
Maybe so, but he's a con man
compared to the Vorlon.