Babylon control, this is transport Von Braun
requesting docking clearance.
Transport Von Braun, you're cleared
for docking in bay 7.
Acknowledge, Babylon control.
We are proceeding to bay 7.
Transport Von Braun, lock on to beacon Alpha 5.
Affirmative, dockside. Locking on now.
Von Braun, do you need any special handling?
Negative, we've just got passengers
and the usual cargo.
They say food digests better if you chew it first.
Don't talk. I've seen you eat.
Does the term "doppler effect"
ring a bell?
Commander Sinclair,
I'm surprised to see you here.
Aren't you going to greet our distinguished guest?
His ship is docking even now.
We wanted to be among the first
to offer our reverences.
I wasn't informed--
you will just have time to change...
If you hurry.
To think that you have such a man
among your people.
We must not keep him waiting.
I'll take care of this for you.
It wouldn't hurt to have an honor guard there
if Delenn thinks this is someone special.
Got it.
Jinxo!
You've been avoiding me.
Haven't I been good to you?
Done you a lot of favors, huh?
Loaned you money when you needed it?
Sure. You've been great.
Terrific.
I can't thank you enough.
And now it's time for the payback.
Station security's been closing doors on me.
I need to open up some new supply corridors.
You helped build this place.
You know the ins and outs of b-5
better than anybody.
I don't know that much, deuce.
Honest. I was just a construction worker.
You know, big structural stuff,
and what you bring in, it's--
well, I can't be a part of that.
Well, that's too bad.
That means I'm going to have to buy
that data somewhere else.
So you're gonna have to pay up
on those old debts
with interest.
100,000 credits.
What?
I can't.
Nobody could.
Of course you can.
I'll show you why you can.
Her name is mirriam runningdear.
She talked to the ombuds about me,
even agreed to testify today.
I told her that was a mistake,
but some people never get the message.
Oh. Oh!
Mirriam: Aah!
Aah!
Do you get the message, jinxo?
Good.
Now, I'm giving you 300 cycles
to either get me the credits you owe
or the information I need.
300 cycles, jinxo.
That's all I can afford.
Because by then, he'll be hungry again.
[Slurps]
Deuce: Won't you, Ambassador Kosh?
Commander Sinclair: 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...
Well, your honor,
a few days later, my great-grandfather Amos
came back into town
and told everyone he'd been taken away
on this ship by aliens, see?
They held him for 2 days doing experiments.
They were sticking him with needles,
and they were flashing lights--
get to the point, please, Mr. Flinn.
I was just getting there, your honor.
Everybody figured he was a little nuts,
you know what I mean?
He couldn't get a job.
His children were shut out from everybody in town.
Nobody believed him, and that's why
I'm here today, your honor.
We went through their archives
and we found proof
that his great-grandfather
abducted my great-grandfather
and just took him away in a spaceship.
Frankly, your honor, we want damages.
How do you plead?
Can I please have a translation team in here?
Why is it ombuds Zimmerman
never gets these cases,
only me?
P.A. announcer: ...In bay 7.
Repeat, transport Von Braun has docked in bay 7.
Please meet arrivals in passenger lounge.
[Repeating announcement in alien language]
Lennier: That is him.
You've met him before?
No, but he has the look.
Do we have the privilege of greeting Aldous Gajic?
Ambassador Delenn,
I did not expect to meet a person of such importance.
You do me a great honor.
I take it that you are Lennier.
Yes.
I'm very pleased.
This is Commander Sinclair.
This is my security chief,
Mr. Garibaldi.
I'm sorry, Mr. Gajic, but i--
just Aldous, please.
I'm afraid I wasn't notified
that you were coming or why.
That's entirely my fault, Commander.
Since my business isn't Earth-related,
I didn't think to inform you.
I sent information packets ahead to the Ambassadors
to facilitate my mission when I arrived.
Which is?
I am seeking the sacred vessel
of regeneration,
known also as "the cup of the goddess,"
or by its more common name...
The holy grail.
The holy grail?
As in...
King Arthur.
The last supper.
It has many names, but only one promise.
The regeneration and salvation
of humankind.
My order has been searching
for the grail for millennia.
Since there's nowhere else left on Earth to search,
I've taken the search outward to other worlds.
That's why I'm asking for the help
of the Ambassadors.
What kind of help?
I assure you, I seek only knowledge.
All the funds of my order are at my disposal,
although I regret to say,
at this time I am the entire order.
But if you have any doubts,
please feel free to investigate.
We look forward to meeting with you
at the appointed hour, honored seeker.
Oh, uh, Commander, I don't mean to bother you,
but I need to exchange some credits
if, uh, you could point the way?
Mr. Garibaldi can show you
to the nearest exchange machine.
Mr. Garibaldi.
Mr. Garibaldi would be delighted.
This way.
Commander.
I'm puzzled by your reaction
to Mr. Gajic.
Do you object to his mission?
On Earth, the grail is nothing but a myth.
It's a nice story to tell your kids.
For someone to spend his entire life
looking for it is--
well, it's...
Not often taken very seriously.
How sad.
He is a holy man.
A true seeker.
Among my people,
a true seeker is treated
with the utmost reverence and respect.
It doesn't matter that his grail may
or may not exist.
What matters is that he strives
for the perfection of his soul...
And the salvation of his race,
and that he has never wavered or lost faith.
I wish him luck.
He's probably the only true seeker we have.
Then perhaps you do not know yourself
as well as you think.
[Beeps]
Sinclair.
Franklin: Can you come to medlab right away?
We have another brainwipe victim.
Jinxo.
Hold it right there.
Man, you never get any better at this.
Oh, look, I needed the money.
I lost my head.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Same old story.
Mr. Gajic?
You need to find a more secure place
for your money.
And I'll have to ask you to come along
while we settle this with the ombuds.
I'd rather not.
In this instance, I'll have to insist.
You're a material witness.
It won't take long.
She was found in downbelow just like the other 2.
Same highly selective pattern,
total absence of any normal brain wave activity
associated with memory or personality.
Fused synapses, barely enough to keep
the autonomic functions going.
I don't know of any machine that could do that.
Can you save her?
Well, she was found right after the wipe,
so there is a good chance.
But she's lost her entire life experience,
so we'll have to retrain her
from infancy back to adulthood.
Now, it won't be easy.
[Doors open]
Just got the word.
Another lurker had his brain mulched?
Make me a happy man. Let me clean out downbelow.
If I put all my teams on,
I could wipe out 9/10 of the crime rate
in one sweep.
Most of them are just people
with nowhere else to go.
They come here looking for a new life,
a new job, and when they don't find it,
they can't afford transport back.
What are you gonna do, Mr. Garibaldi,
shove them out an air lock?
Don't tempt me. So, who's the victim?
Well, she's--
was mirriam runningdear.
What?
Garibaldi: Damn.
She ran that shop in red 26.
She was the only person
with enough guts to testify against
that lurker rat deuce and his protection racket.
The trial's today, and he's gonna walk free
because she's lying in there reduced to a rutabaga.
Go ahead and tell me that's a coincidence.
Now can I take the place apart?
Now you can give the ombuds the bad news.
I'll consider the downbelow problem later.
Doctor, I need more information
on what is causing these brainwipes.
We have to know whether or not
it's tied to deuce.
And if it is?
Then we hurt him.
Ombuds wellinton: Thomas Jordan.
This is your third arrest for petty,
not to mention incompetent, thievery.
Now, you have an excellent history
as a grade 10 zero gravity constructor
on all 5 of the Babylon stations.
You could get a good job in your field
in a dozen places within a jump of here.
In view of this, I will be lenient.
You will depart,
fare paid by the ombudsmen office,
on the next outward flight.
You are barred from re-entry to this station
for a period of 5 years.
You can't do that! I've got to stay here.
Please? I don't care what you do to me.
Put me in jail.
Make me clean the methane toilets.
I don't care!
I've got to stay on the station,
or it's the end of this station
and every man and woman and child
and anything on this station,
just like all the others.
Ombuds wellinton, if I could have a word?
Approach.
Yes?
[Whispers]
Although I fear
I may have temporarily taken leave of my sanity,
I hereby withdraw my former judgment
and remand Thomas into the remedial custody
of Aldous Gajic.
[Gavel bangs]
Jinxo, 240 cycles left.
[Gavel bangs]
Desmond muzychenko.
You stand accused of extortion.
How do you plead?
Not guilty.
Will mirriam runningdear come forward, please?
Mirriam's in medlab just barely alive.
She's been brainwiped.
Ombuds wellinton: I see.
Is there other evidence to be presented?
The secondary evidence previously submitted--
is insufficient.
I deeply regret this, Mr. Garibaldi,
but I am unable to proceed
without a witness.
Case dismissed.
So why'd you help me?
I've never even seen you before.
My brother's burdens are my own.
What I want to know is why you believe
you can't leave this station?
'Cause if I do,
it'll blow up or disappear
or something else awful like that
will happen. Come on, laugh.
Everyone else does, but it's real.
The Babylon curse?
I'm not laughing, Thomas.
I understand obsession very well.
I've spent the better part of my life
searching for something that no one else believes in,
and I will continue searching until I die.
Jinxo: Listen,
you've been decent to me, so I've got to warn you.
About 200 cycles from now, that guy deuce
is gonna send his hoods for me.
When that happens, promise me,
you'll get off this station
right then and there.
Take any ship, do whatever you got to do,
just get off this station.
We'll deal with that when the time comes.
Tell me...
How did you get this Babylon curse?
Don't you get it?
Did you ever wonder what really happened
to the first 4 Babylon stations?
I did.
I don't have the curse.
I am the curse.
I was too young to fight in the Minbari war.
So when I got the chance to work space construction,
I jumped for it.
The day I went to work on the Babylon station--
we didn't number them at first, you know--
I thought that was the best day of my life.
I worked a few months,
had some leave so I took it.
And the station's infrastructure collapsed.
It was sabotage.
They never found out who.
I remember.
So I went to work on the second one.
The firm still owned my contract
until the station was finished.
I took leave a second time,
and that station was sabotaged.
And then when b-3 blew up, well...
That's when I got the name jinxo.
When I went to work on b-4, I didn't take any leave.
I was there every minute until we finished it.
I thought the curse was gone.
But as I was leaving on the shuttle,
I looked back,
and the station just sort of wrinkled.
Twisted like putty, then just disappeared
the minute I left.
So when they decided to build b-5,
I had to work on it.
And I have to stay. I have to.
I'd say that you have the wrong nickname.
They should've called you lucky.
How do you figure?
To have escaped the worst each time,
that's a blessing. You're a very lucky man.
Perhaps each time
you were exactly where you were meant to be.
I never thought of it like that.
We never do.
I understand how you feel,
but you can't post security men everywhere
just to catch deuce in the act.
You need to find another witness.
When the word gets out about mirriam,
I've got as much chance of doing that
as seeing a Vorlon do a striptease.
Commander, we found something
that may explain the brainwipe victims.
Once I ruled out the possibility of a machine
that left only something organic.
So, I ran a search on the xeno biogenic file.
It turned up a quasi-sentient beast
called the na'ka'leen feeder
kept under heavy quarantine
in the Centauri sector.
Franklin: Not much there,
not even a visual record, but the description
of the brainwipe effect is too close to discount.
I believe one of these feeders
has been smuggled on board.
It's deuce. Got to be.
His bunch are all set up
to smuggle in something like this.
I wonder how much Londo knows about that sector.
It's in his jurisdiction.
I don't suppose you know where he is?
Where else?
Stinking...
17!
Aah!
Take your 2, you thief.
Ambassador.
Sinclair, my good friend.
What can I do for you? A drink perhaps?
I'm looking for some information
on a life form in Centauri jurisdiction.
A na'ka'leen feeder.
Aah!
Hideous creatures.
Hideous.
We came across them in our colonizing days.
We lost an entire colony
before we threw up a quarantine.
The only good na'ka'leen is a dead na'ka'leen.
This is, of course,
a purely theoretical question?
A whim of yours that you might ask, yes?
Well, not really.
They're not.
They couldn't be.
Here?
I'll have Vir transfer the files
to you immediately.
If you want me, I'll be in my quarters
under top security.
I strongly suggest you do the same.
It is my sorrow to tell you
that the grail is not in the possession
of the Minbari,
nor have we heard of it previous to your visit.
We searched our records
very thoroughly on it, seeker, and we regret
if the news disappoints.
You have been kind beyond my expectations,
and I am grateful beyond my ability
to express it.
I have sent word back to my homeworld,
which will then be relayed
to all of our outposts and colonies.
If there is any news about this grail,
our people will find you and bring it to you.
Jinxo: That's really nice.
I mean, with the war and all I figured
you folks would-- well, you know.
There are two castes of Minbari.
The warrior caste and the religious caste.
The warrior caste would not understand.
It is not their way.
So we will not tell them
and spare them the confusion.
These two sides of your culture,
do they ever agree on anything?
Yes.
And when they do, it is a terrible thing.
A terrible power,
as recent events have shown us.
Let us hope it never again happens
in our lifetime.
I heard there was a problem?
More food.
Richer food.
Older minds.
Want more. Want--
we're already setting it up.
Find jinxo and the ombuds,
bring them here.
You'll dine well soon enough.
Garibaldi: This is top security stuff.
I'm surprised Londo gave it to you so easily.
He couldn't do it fast enough.
He's locked himself in his room
for the duration.
You think we should issue a general advisory?
Sinclair: Not yet.
It won't help to panic the entire station.
So far, it seems to be staying at downbelow.
We could issue a section alert.
And tip deuce off for sure.
I'd like to avoid that as long as possible.
Commander.
I've just finished the new test.
It's definitely a feeder.
After factoring in
the Centauri brainwave differences,
the patterns are almost identical.
All right, that's all we need to know.
Run a check on the registry and inventory
of every ship that passed through the Centauri sector
and docked here in the last 90 days.
I'm going to track down
a little thief named jinxo.
I saw deuce talking to him
in the courtroom.
Maybe he knows how that feeder got on board.
Did you know that Aldous character agreed
to rehabilitate jinxo?
Do you think he's genuine?
Aldous? Yes.
Question is a genuine what?
One person's lunatic
is another's true seeker.
You've been hanging out with Delenn too much.
Londo: I don't care who authorized it!
I don't care how old the quarantine is!
I don't care about the budget!
And I certainly don't care
about how much trouble it is for you!
We're talking about the most dangerous beast
in the entire sector.
Find someone who can say yes
and put the quarantine back in place.
[Communicator beeps off]
Now, what are they doing in here?
He has an appointment.
This is Aldous Gajic,
the Earther who's looking
for the cup object called the holy grail.
I was hoping with a long trade history
between Earth and Centauri
that you would make a good prospect.
Ah, yes, yes, yes. Now I remember.
We'll have to do a search of our trade history files.
Very complicated and time consuming.
However, if you can afford the fees--
Vir: Ambassador?
I've already done it.
I thought it would help move things along.
You know...
It was an interesting challenge, really,
given that you provided us
with only minimal description.
There's nothing that seems to fit exactly--
Vir...
You're more than welcome to examine this data crystal--
Vir! What are you doing?
Why, being efficient, sir.
A few more like you, Vir,
and the entire Centauri Republic
will efficient itself to extinction!
I think we should leave now.
What a wonderful idea.
Please.
Thank you for your time, Ambassador.
No one else is to come in.
Is that clear?
Yes, sir.
Fools to the left of me, feeders to the right.
I need to find a real job.
So, what are you gonna do with the grail
once you find it?
Heal people.
Perhaps it's powerful enough
to heal all humankind.
If I hadn't gotten to know you,
I'd swear you were a few gs short
of floating off.
I mean, how did you get into this
in the first place?
I kept the accounts
for one of the major Earth corporations.
I lived in a world of numbers.
Clean, smooth, logical, precise.
We took a vacation to visit the Mars colony,
the first time we'd ever been.
We were in a crawler
halfway across the amazonis planitia
when suddenly the ground gave way beneath us.
I woke up in a hospital
with a few bumps and bruises,
but Sara...
And the children...
Gone.
I'm sorry.
Oh...
I grieved for a long time.
A very long time.
But eventually I went back to work,
but...
The numbers didn't add up anymore.
Nothing made sense anymore,
so, finally one day I just left,
believing that there had to be something--
some reason why I had been spared.
And then I met a man.
He said he was the last of his kind,
and he told me that I was a man
of infinite promise
and goodness.
And when he was dying,
he gave me this, his staff.
And now I'm the last.
The numbers add up again, Thomas.
The numbers do add up.
Until such time as both the defendant
and the plaintiff can come to some reasonable solution
to the problem of jurisdiction,
this court will recess...
For 30 minutes.
Bailiff: All rise.
[Door lock beeps]
Jinxo: So, what does this grail look like?
Is it made of gold,
jewels, that sort of thing?
I don't know. I've never seen it.
How can you find something
if you don't even know what it looks like?
Sometimes it's the search that counts,
not the finding.
Hey, jinxo. It's time.
Second man: We've come to collect.
Wait, you got to listen.
It's too late.
This is my friend.
He's under my protection.
Please leave.
Get lost--ooh!
Shall we go?
Man, oh, man.
You shouldn't have done that.
I mean it was great,
but you don't know what--
oh, they're gonna be so--
hey, can I learn to do that?
You can learn whatever you want to learn
because you are a man
of infinite promise and goodness.
Oh, come off it.
The very fact that you're still here on b-5
is proof of that.
You care so much for the people on this station
that you stay here at the risk
of your own life.
You are a fine, good man, Thomas.
See yourself for what you are...
Not what others try to make you.
Well, Thomas...
[Beeps]
This is our last stop.
If he doesn't know where it is,
I'll have to move on.
[Alarm beeps]
So, who are we seeing now?
Aldous: Ah, Ambassador.
No! Get away from him!
Get away!
We've got to get out of here.
He'll eat your mind!
I saw him. I saw him do it!
He sucked her brain dry!
Thomas!
Excuse me, Ambassador. Perhaps later?
Aldous: Thomas, answer me.
I know you're there.
What the hell did you
come down here for?
The thing, Kosh.
You didn't see what it did.
It was terrible.
Thomas, whatever you saw, it's obviously important.
But if it involves the Vorlon,
you must inform Commander Sinclair.
No!
You can't run away all your life.
Just get on a ship and leave right now.
Promise me!
Come with me and see the Commander.
Tell him what you know.
I'll be right with you.
Man: There they are!
Aah!
Uhh!
Jinxo?
Come on out.
We've got the geezer.
Man: You hear me?
You've got 10 minutes to reach deuce.
If you don't show,
we feed your friend to the Vorlon.
Any luck finding out
how that feeder got onto the station?
89 ships came through the Centauri sector
on their way here in the 90 days prior
to the first brainwipe victim.
Half of them were in proximity
to the quarantined planet.
Eliminating those with spotless records
or no exchange of cargo
still leaves me with 24 possibilities.
With any luck--
I have Garibaldi on the link.
Sinclair.
Ombuds Wellington didn't make it back
to court after his recess.
One of my people checked it out
and called me in.
I checked his quarters and the place is a mess.
Looks like he put up a hell of a fight.
Witness says he saw someone
hanging around earlier. From the description,
it sounds like one of deuce's men.
I'm on my way.
If there's any pain, don't worry.
It won't last long.
Get out...
While you still can.
Jinxo: Commander!
No, wait, wait! You gotta help me!
They got Aldous.
They took him, and deuce is
gonna feed him to the Vorlon!
Vorlon?!
Like the woman, and he ate her mind,
and he's gonna eat Aldous.
You gotta help me!
I'll get a security team.
Garibaldi, track my signal.
Jinxo's taking me to deuce and the feeder.
They've got Aldous, too.
Get a security team there on the double!
Let's go!
This man is under my protection.
What are you doing?
Save yourself!
[Gurgling]
There's nothing in the dark.
No fear...
No pain...
Only the light.
Show yourself.
Garibaldi: Security!
Move! Move!
Peters, St. Andre, Carver, Mclane,
go after those bozos!
[Screeches]
Holy--
What's the situation?
The feeder's in here somewhere.
So is Aldous.
Man: Aah!
It's gonna be ok.
Just a second-- just a second more.
Thomas!
Look out!
Aldous!
[Screeching]
Dr. Franklin, medical emergency in brown 9.
I'll have a man standing by to guide you in.
It's too late.
Don't say that.
You're gonna be fine.
No.
My search is over.
I've failed.
No one left.
No one.
Yes, there is.
I'll do it.
I'll find the grail.
Thomas...
I want to do it.
I'll find it, Aldous.
I swear I'll find it.
Commander Sinclair...
Please witness.
I name Thomas...
Heir and successor...
Everything I have.
I witness this last testament.
I see it, Thomas.
The grail.
Aldous?
We've confiscated the fake encounter suit.
It's a pretty close match to your own,
at least from the outside.
Why?
Deuce wanted the people to think
that he had the Vorlons working for him.
Figured it would add to his image
and intimidate people.
Why?
Well, after all, no one knows exactly
what you look like.
That makes some people...
A little nervous.
Good.
P.A. announcer: Starliner Falcouri
now arriving in docking area theta 5.
[Repeating announcement in alien language]
I'm surprised to see you here.
You shouldn't be.
After all,
I'm not surprised to see you here.
Just felt like someone should be.
It's a hard thing
to live your life searching for something
and never find it.
Are you speaking of Aldous
or someone else?
Aldous.
But there you're wrong.
He found what he was looking for.
What we're all looking for.
A reason.
For what?
Everything, Commander.
Everything.
P.A. announcer: Passengers from antares flight Alpha 10...
Commander.
Ambassador.
Treat it gently, boys.
Treat it gently.
I thought jinxo was supposed to be here to see him,
you know, home?
Haven't seen him.
Yeah, well, it figures.
Jinxo's not the type to keep promises.
P.A. announcer: Transport Marie Celeste
will be departing in 10 minutes.
Will all passengers please board now.
[Repeating message in alien language]
Put this on the ground where he rests
and crush it.
Here.
It will glow each night for 100 years.
It is our way
with all true seekers.
Thank you.
I will.
Good luck.
For what it's worth, I hope you find it.
Hey.
Take care, jinxo.
Thomas.
My name...
Is Thomas.
Londo: Are you sure it's dead?
I'm positive. It's dead as a rock.
I saw it with my own eyes.
How do you know it's not just resting?
Feeders are sneaky, you know.
Londo, trust me.
Ha!
Well...
There you are, Vir.
I told you there was nothing to worry about.
He's young. Sometimes he panics.
You know how it is.
Where is it?
The doc's dissecting it.
Wants to try and figure out how it can move so fast.
He's learning all kinds of things about it.
Such as?
Well, when they're about to attack,
they get quiet.
So the key is...
As long as you can hear them,
as long as there's noise around,
you're safe.
But if you ever hear nothing,
worry.
Vir: That's interesting.
That's very interesting.
[Sighs]
It's awfully quiet out here,
isn't it, Ambassador?
Ambassador?
Londo.
Open the door, Londo.
It's not funny.
Open the door, Londo.
[Clang]
There he goes. Jinx--
Thomas.
Mm-hmm.
You never did tell me
what you thought about that curse.
What curse?
You know, that bit about if he leaves Babylon 5,
the same thing that happened to babylons 1, 2, 3, and 4
would happen to us.
Oh, that curse.
You're not taking it seriously, are you?
Me? No. Course not.
You?
Nah.
So how long until he hits jump?
Oh.
Right about...
Now.
No boom?
No boom.
No boom today.
Boom tomorrow.
There's always a boom tomorrow.
What? Look, somebody's gotta have
some damn perspective around here.
Boom.
Sooner or later.
Boom!
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