Centauri senator: And so you understand
our concern, Mollari.
As well as preventing other races
from gaining the upper hand,
we must continue to forge good relations
with possible allies.
Yes, I understand,
but it's not an easy process.
Very few here are as, uh...
Trusting as I am.
Ambassador...
But...i will see what I can do.
Thank you.
I'm sure the Emperor will be pleased
by any progress you make in this area.
I'll be in touch.
"I'll be in touch."
Touch this.
[Sighs]
Good morning, Ambassador.
Lennier.
Lennier, when did you say
Ambassador Delenn was due back
from your homeworld?
In a few more days.
I'll tell her you inquired.
You know, it occurs to me
we haven't spent much time together,
you and I.
I hardly know anything about you.
From birth, I was raised in the temple,
and studied the ways of the religious caste.
6 months ago, I came here.
There is nothing else.
Ah.
Most unfortunate.
Well...good day.
Excuse me, Ambassador.
Why do you say unfortunate?
Well, the assistant to an Ambassador
should know everything he can
about the other species here on Babylon 5, yes?
Yes. I've been doing quiet a bit of reading
since my arrival.
Reading? Yes.
Reading is no substitute
for experience.
Tell you what.
It is an imposition on my busy schedule,
but I'll take you under my wing
and fill the gaps in your education.
Starting tomorrow morning,
and for the next 2 days,
I will show you the Babylon 5
that I know.
You will find it a revelation
of the highest order.
I don't know, Ambassador.
Oh, my good, dear friend...
Trust me.
Will the defendant, Karl Edward Mueller,
please rise?
You are charged
with the calculated and unprovoked murder
of two of this station's residents,
as well as the brutal and senseless slaying
of a security officer.
This court has reviewed the charges against you
and the evidence supplied by the office
of station security.
In light of that evidence,
this court finds you guilty of murder
in the first degree.
Sentence will be handed down at 10:00 A.M. tomorrow,
Earth standard time.
And may god have mercy upon your soul.
[Gavel pounds]
Announcer: 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...
I'd like to see the doctor.
The line forms at the rear.
I'm sure it does.
Oh, I'm sorry. Please go right in.
I'll buzz the doctor.
[Beep]
Dr. Franklin: All right. There you go.
Take two every 12 hours for the pain.
If it comes back, you come back and see me, all right?
Thanks.
You can start by removing your clothes.
Not without dinner and flowers.
Oh, Lieutenant Commander.
What are you doing down here?
What a coincidence.
I was about to ask you the same thing.
Just doing my job.
Your job is chief of staff for the medlab facility.
No. My job is healing people.
Medlabs aren't free.
Not everyone can afford to come for treatment,
especially in downbelow.
Well, they have my sympathies,
but this is an unauthorized clinic.
This is a free clinic.
Same thing.
The taxpayers back home
expect us to be self-supporting.
They wouldn't approve of diverting medicine,
supplies, resources--
I know. That's why I didn't tell you.
I don't like having to hear about this
on the grapevine, doctor.
I'm in charge of station operations.
This is a station,
and this is certainly for operations.
All right, fine. But right now,
there are about a dozen people out there
waiting to see me. Now, what do you intend
to do about them?
Nothing.
And there's only a half dozen. I counted.
Look, I don't mind if you bend the rules
a little, doctor.
I mean, I bend a few myself.
But I do like to be informed.
If I'm gonna share in the blame,
I'd at least like to share
in some of the fun.
All right.
You can start by taking off your jacket.
There's a sink in the back. You can wash your hands--
I am not a doctor.
No, but I'm sure we can find something
for you to do. If you're gonna join in the fun,
you might as well go all the way, right?
Half a dozen?
Where's all the rest?
Garibaldi: And I say we space the creep.
A couple hours in hard vacuum
will do him and the gene pool
a world of good.
If you don't mind my saying so, Mr. Garibaldi,
you seem to be taking this very personally.
Damn straight.
This guy killed two lurkers
and scragged one of my men.
But more than that...
What?
This wasn't the first time
for this guy, Commander.
The way he killed them--
cool, methodical--
he's done this before.
I'd bet good money he's done this a lot.
But you have no evidence to that effect?
Then there's nothing I can do.
Spacing is only invoked
under conditions of mutiny or treason.
For the crime of murder,
there are only 3 penalties
legally open to us.
The first option
is to send him to a prison back to Earth.
I checked. They don't want him,
and they won't pay the money
to send him anywhere else.
Garibaldi: And there isn't room
in the brig for the perps we've got now,
let alone putting somebody away for life.
Which leaves us only option 3.
And that brings us back to you, Ms. Winters.
[Sighs]
I don't want to do this again.
I was inside a killer's mind before
on the Mars colony.
There's gotta be another way.
If you could get another registered telepath
in here to carry the burden--
I've tried.
The court promised to send someone
as soon as they can.
Unfortunately, there's a shortage
of telepaths trained in criminal cases.
Why? Seems like there'd be a lot of demand for that.
Oh, there's demand, just not much motivation.
It's very stressful. We burn out fast.
Maybe while you're inside his head,
you can poke around,
see if this guy's killed before.
Mr. Garibaldi, you know better than that.
Scanning along those lines violates the right
of due process.
Anything a telepath sees
while it's inside a defendant's mind
is inadmissible evidence.
But he's already been found guilty.
Of this crime, yes,
but he hasn't been charged with anything else.
And I will not condone a fishing expedition.
Take the guilty verdict
and be grateful, Mr. Garibaldi.
Ms. Winters,
I'm prepared to pass sentence,
and I need your help
to monitor the process.
Can I count on you?
Excuse me.
I'm a little bit turned around here.
I'm looking for brown 27-g,
a woman by the name of Laura Rosen.
She's supposed to be around here somewhere.
It's over there. What do you want with her?
Well, I've been hearing about some kind of quack
practicing medicine without a license,
a cross between a faith healer
and a sideshow medicine man--
or woman in this case.
I'm sure it's all a misunderstanding.
Good luck.
Hmm.
Laura: Now, a little more.
There.
How's the pain now?
Lurker: Better.
Good.
Well, this should begin to decrease the growth.
How will I know if it worked?
Oh, you'll know. My treatments never fail.
Well, that should do it.
Thank you.
How much do I...
Oh, whatever you'd like to pay is sufficient.
Just leave your contribution
in the box by the door on your way out.
Thank you.
Ah, hello, doctor.
I wondered how long it would take you
to pay me a visit,
one healer to another.
Well, it took me a while to notice
the drop in patients.
This is, uh...
Alien. Yes.
This writing...
What does it say?
The specifics? I don't know.
I've only been able to decipher
the most general of meanings.
In other words, you don't know what it is
or what it does or even if it works at all?
Oh, it works, all right.
It restores, renews, invigorates.
It's good for ailments of the flesh, the blood,
and the bone.
Everything from the common cold
to Stafford's disease.
For a modest contribution, of course.
Oh, I leave that detail up to the conscience
of my patients.
Hmm. Well, you have quite an operation here.
Ms. Rosen, does the term "con job" ring a bell?
My mother is not a fake
or an evil woman or a quack.
You didn't tell me that she was your mother.
You didn't ask.
Doctor, my mother isn't hurting anyone.
Yes, she is, if she's discouraging people
from seeking proper treatment.
Don't like the competition, doctor?
I have a problem with frauds,
if that's what you mean, and this--
I'm sorry. I'm afraid
I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
My mother's very tired after her sessions.
As a doctor, I'm sure you can understand
my concern for her health.
All right.
But as a doctor, I'll be back.
You can count on it.
Ombuds: Karl Edward Mueller,
this court has reviewed its findings
and is now prepared to render judgment.
Do you have anything to say before sentence is passed?
Stroke off.
Under the authority of the Earth Alliance court,
I cannot sentence you to death.
A life taken will not balance the loss of another life.
Therefore, it is the decision of this court
that you be sentenced to the death of personality.
You will be conveyed under guard
to a medlab facility,
where you will be telepathically scanned
and then brainwiped.
The personality of Karl Edward Mueller
will be totally and completely erased.
You will then be programmed with a new set of memories.
For the rest of your natural life,
you will serve the community harmed by your actions.
The scan will be conducted this afternoon
and sentence will be carried out
at midnight tonight.
Erase me?
I'll see you in hell first!
All of you!
You're already dead, and you don't even know it!
You're dead!
All of you,
you're dead! You're dead!
Garibaldi: Real piece of work, isn't he?
Dr. Franklin: When does he get wiped?
Midnight tonight.
I'll have to check the equipment,
make sure the process is painless.
Do me a favor-- don't check too close.
If there's a little pain, I won't mind.
I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
Look, he iced one of my best men.
The guy had a family, 2 kids, on the edge
of getting promoted. It's not right.
And this is right?
It's the law.
That's not what I asked.
I'll take care of the machine, Mr. Garibaldi.
I assume you will arrange
for someone to throw the switch?
Oh, I've got volunteers backed up 12 deep.
Hmm. More's the pity.
Oh, one more thing.
A favor in exchange for this.
I need some information on a woman
by the name of Laura Rosen.
She's running a questionable operation in downbelow.
Illegal?
That's what I'm trying to find out.
I'll have it for you in an hour.
Oh, come, come, come.
You're going to enjoy this very much.
You will see.
Ha ha!
Lennier. Lennier, this way.
Ambassador, I'm really not sure
that this is a good idea.
Oh, nonsense.
I'm perfectly happy to inconvenience myself
for your benefit.
Ah, mintana...
Light of my life.
2 of the usual, please.
[Laughs]
Ambassador, this place...
Amazing, yes?
Well...
Here, my friend,
here you will see
the heart and soul of Babylon 5.
Also its spleen, its kidneys--
a veritable parade of internal organs.
Sit. Sit.
The thing you must remember here
is, uh...
Is, uh...
Ambassador?
Seems I've left my credit chip
in my quarters.
I don't suppose you brought yours, hmm?
Well, yes, I did,
but my allowance is very small.
Oh, no, don't apologize.
We'll make do.
It's just that I don't think Delenn would--
thank you.
Here. Give yourself a nice tip.
He's a very generous man.
Thanks.
Here's to our new friendship, Lennier.
Lennier.
There's no alcohol in here, is there?
Alcohol? No, of course not.
Here, drink up.
Because my people do not react well
at all to alcohol.
Ahh...
Even a small quantity
causes psychotic impulses
and violent homicidal rages.
Ahem. Ah-ah-ah-ah. Heh heh.
Alcohol.
My mistake. Mintana?
Uh, just water for him, thank you.
Ahh.
Yes.
Hi.
I wanted to know if I could I talk to you
for a few minutes if you don't mind?
I have a quota to make,
or the boss will take it out of my salary.
That enough?
According to the station registry,
your mother was a doctor,
a real doctor.
That's right.
Well, then why...
You wouldn't understand.
Try me.
[Sighs]
All her life, the only thing
that mattered to my mother
was being a doctor, a healer.
She worked days, nights, weekends.
But she could never keep up with it all,
so she started taking stims
to stay up nights working.
Pretty soon, she was taking them
all the time.
She was addicted.
She wouldn't admit it,
and she wouldn't listen to anyone...
Until one day, she made a mistake.
Someone died.
I'm sorry.
When they took away her license,
they took away her reason for living.
Then one day, she decided that if she could find
some new alien healing technology,
she could come back vindicated...
And they'd give her back her life.
That was 3 years ago.
And now--
and now she thinks she's found it.
What do you think?
I think...
I think that for the first time in years,
I see my mother smiling.
For the first time, I see hope in her eyes.
Janice, her machine doesn't work.
How do you know?
Have you tested it, examined it?
No, but if it was real,
why are you still here?
Why aren't you back on Earth
so she can show everyone her new discovery?
We don't have the money.
Yes, you do. I checked the station logs.
Your account has enough credits
for 2 tickets back to Earth.
But she doesn't know that, does she?
You don't want her to know.
You don't want anyone to know--
doctor, my mother is not a young
or a well woman.
At most, she has a few years left.
I never want to see her as she was before--
defeated and lost and hopeless.
She's a healer again,
and that's all that matters.
Please don't try and take that away from her,
because if you do,
I'll fight you...
And I'll win.
And in my eleventy-fifth year in the temple,
I began to study the 97 dialects
and subtongues of our homeworld,
and I discovered something truly amazing.
Yes?
Yes. The same word-- n'Kai--
appears in every Minbari dialect
and subtongue,
yet it never means the same thing twice.
For instance,
it can mean sand, father, boot--
really.
That's astonishing.
Truly.
Kill me.
After my eleventy-seventh year,
I focused my area of inquiry
towards mathematics,
and I began to specialize in probability.
Probability?
As in determining the odds
of something happening?
Yes, exactly.
I achieved the rank of master adept.
My dear, good friend Lennier...
Come with me.
[Cheering]
But they're about to begin another dance.
Yes.
You said that by interpreting
the movements of certain body parts,
it would help me to better understand other cultures.
Later, later.
Right now, I want to introduce you
to the ultimate means
of interstellar understanding.
The Earthers call it "poker."
"Poker."
[Laughs]
Come. Come.
Mr. Mueller,
I'm here to perform the court-ordered scan
prior to brainwipe.
I can produce the order if you want to see it.
So, you're going to walk around in my head, eh?
I'd think twice if I were you.
Something might just jump out of the shadows
and bite you.
Any attempted intimidation will go on your record.
So? It's not like I'm going to remember any of this.
That's the plan, right?
Take away my thoughts, my memories,
everything that makes me me,
so they can put me to work for the rest of my life
mopping floors, cleaning toilets.
Mr. Mueller, if you continue this,
I'll have to ask the guards to restrain you.
Is that what you want?
Good. If you'll please sit.
This will only take a minute.
Guard: Don't do it!
Look, we can work this out--aah!
No!
Another voice for the choir.
Another voice
plus the two lurkers you killed.
No. More...
[Voices screaming]
And more...
And more.
Oh, no. Oh, god, no.
How many?
How many worlds are there?
How many banquets?
How many flowers waiting to be harvested?
How many new voices
waiting to be recruited into my choir?
I have to keep adding voices
until the choir is big enough
to sing me into heaven when I die.
It's necessary.
Don't you see?
The overture is just beginning,
Ms. Winters,
just beginning.
[Gasping]
No. Stay.
Stay for the symphony.
[Grunts]
We'll save a place for you.
Doctor, I finished the follow-ups on
those patients you were asking about.
Good.
Her daughter thinks that she's doing the right thing,
but if we show her that people's conditions
are actually getting worse
because of the lack of proper treatment...
This can't be right.
You sure these are the same patients
who've been going to see Rosen?
Absolutely. Why?
I'll be right back.
Sorry, fellas,
but this is--i can just feel that this hand here,
this is the one for me.
Hmm. Mm. Mm-hmm.
Interesting. Do you know
that the odds of this particular combination
are 5,000 to 1 against?
[Muttering]
Uh, Lennier...
Yes, Londo?
Stop that.
Ah. Does that mean I've won again?
It means that you have won a tenth
of what you could have won if you had--
never mind. Pick up your chips.
Pay no attention to him. He's from out of town.
I believe it's my deal.
Laura: There. How is the pain?
Less.
It doesn't hurt to move my fingers.
It feels a little tingling, though.
Oh, well, that's perfectly natural.
That'll pass.
Now, if it isn't completely gone,
come back in a week
and we'll see what we can do.
I will. Thank you.
Laura...
Yes?
It looks as though I was wrong.
This... Device of yours
is more than what it seems.
It does heal, doesn't it?
That's what I said, isn't it?
Would you please go away?
I am so tired.
I would imagine so.
I monitored your life signs
during the session. They dropped nearly 15%
while you were hooked up to this thing.
It transfers energy from one being
to another, doesn't it?
Mm-hmm.
You give up a little of your life
for someone else.
I bought it from a trader 2 years ago.
He had no idea what it was.
Neither did I.
It took me months
to figure out how it works.
It was designed as a means of corporal punishment.
Criminals who were sentenced to death
on different worlds
had their life energy removed,
and that energy was used
to heal others dying of terminal illness.
But it doesn't have to be used at full power.
It can be used a little at a time
to do good.
Except for you.
It's killing you by inches.
You don't understand.
I'm dying anyway.
It's lake's syndrome.
Lake's syndrome?
My god. The pain must be...
Yes.
I have 2, maybe 3 years left at the most,
but that's time enough.
If I can figure out how this works,
then I can adjust it so it needn't hurt
the person administering the treatment.
Why did you lie to me when you said
you didn't know what this thing did?
Why do you let me think
that you were just a crank?
Because telling you the truth
would have meant telling Janice how it affects me.
She wouldn't understand. She'd stop me.
[Sighs] She loves me very much, it seems.
God knows why.
Why don't you let me take a look at it?
I know some people
that might be able to help.
Oh, no. No!
Doctor, this has been my whole life
for the last 2 years.
No, if there's a discovery here to be made,
I'll make it on my own terms.
Doctor, this is my last chance to do good.
Please, let me finish what I've started.
Thank you.
I'll make a deal with you.
If anything should happen to me before I finish,
the machine can go to you and you can carry on.
You'll find my notes quite complete.
On one condition--
Janice is to know nothing of this.
Agreed?
All right.
If you come to medlab once a week for exams.
I want to be able to monitor your condition.
And I reserve the right to intervene
if you push yourself too far too fast.
Done.
Once a week, starting on Monday.
Yes.
Until then...Doctor.
Harassing my mother again, Dr. Franklin?
Uh, no. Just, uh...
Checking in.
She's a good woman, Janice.
You should be proud.
I always have been. It's nice to hear
somebody else say it, though.
Well, goodbye.
Uh, listen,
if you ever want to take a break,
I'd love to buy you dinner sometime.
I don't know what my mother told you,
but it must have really been something.
It was. Later.
There you are.
I was looking for you.
Finished with Mueller?
Yes.
I got a good look.
Enough for a comparison scan
after he's been blanked.
You can proceed whenever you want.
Thanks.
Are you ok?
No, not really.
In the past 5 years, I have scanned minds
that were so alien, so different,
that at times I was afraid
I'd never find my way back out again.
But at least those minds held more humanity
than what I saw a few hours ago.
The things that live inside us,
Mr. Garibaldi...
Terrible things.
Terrible.
You said earlier that you would bet good money
that he had killed before.
You would not have lost.
Londo: For the fifth card, I am paying.
Oh, great maker.
All right. I'm in.
Bet's to my left.
I'm in for 2.
[Cough]
I raise you 3.
[Cough]
Lennier: 3.
I'll raise another 3.
Oh, is it to me?
Yes.
Um, I'll raise a red.
Red. I have those.
Yes, you do.
It's time.
Let's go.
Going down, chief?
Nah. Heading up, Lou.
No! No!
Garibaldi to maintenance. Head back to security.
Work your way down to the next level.
This is a priority override.
Kill transport tube number 7, kill it now!
[Alarm]
Aah!
All right. I'm in for the 2.
Who are we waiting for this time?
[Cough]
That's 2 to you.
Lennier: 2...
You raised 3...
And I'll raise 3.
Brrr.
Is it cold in here, or is it just me?
Actually, the temperature appears to be quite moderate.
Whooh.
[Ice rattles]
What the hell?
Ooh.
You! You cheating?
No. I'm sure there's been a terrible mistake.
Perhaps you and I can talk about it
quietly some other time?
Cheating! No, no, no, no!
No!
Hyah!
I think we should leave now.
A very good idea.
I'll just take my winnings.
I think not. We'll go now.
This is not good.
Man: You cheat at cards, huh?
Dr. Franklin: And what happened to the prisoner?
He was hurt. The PPG flashed him
just before he jumped me.
Looked like it went right through his arm.
The flash would have cauterized the wound,
but he still would've had damage
to the skin and the nerves.
He's gonna need medical attention fast.
Well, if he comes here, we'll take him.
If he comes here.
You say he got off at a downbelow sector?
Yeah.
Yes, doctor?
Rose, if a man shows up down there
with a PPG wound, you notify me immediately.
Understood.
At this point, he'd be the only patient
we've had all day. Word's getting out
about that quack and her healing machine.
Look, she's not a--
tell Mr. Garibaldi I'm going down to brown 27-g.
If he doesn't hear from me in 20 minutes,
tell him to send in a team.
Lou: Will do.
Laura.
Ms. Rosen, it's Dr. Franklin.
Laura.
Laura?
Come in, doctor.
You're just in time.
We're almost finished here.
You all right, Laura?
I'm fine. I'm just exhausted.
The treatment is quite astonishing, doctor.
Only 20 minutes, and I've already
regained some use of my arm.
But once the procedure's finished,
it never hurts to have a second opinion
or a second hostage.
You promised you'd let her go if I helped you.
It seems such a waste, though, does it not?
Then I refuse to continue.
You'll finish the job, or she dies now!
Ohh.
Yes.
Ah, yes. Yes.
Better. It's better.
Aah.
Stay...
Or my next shot will not miss.
He's right.
He won't miss.
We have no other choice.
What are you--
what are you doing?
Stop it, or I'll...
Kill...
You'll do nothing.
That pain you're feeling,
that agony,
that's lake's syndrome,
a pain almost too much to imagine.
I'll kill you--
unh!
Arthritis.
Your vision is blurred.
Your intestines are on fire,
your veins are burning with pain.
You threaten me?
You murderer!
You threatened my daughter.
You'll never hurt anyone again.
Do you hear me?
You'll never hurt anyone again.
Aah!
He's dead.
This court has reviewed all of the evidence
provided by the office of station security.
It is the judgment of this court
that Laura Rosen acted in self-defense
to protect her own life
as well as the lives of others.
Therefore, no charges will be pressed
and she is free to leave on her own recognizance,
provided that the alien device used in this action
is turned over to station personnel
so that it may be researched more fully
and to ensure that it is not misused in future.
Court is adjourned.
Good luck.
And if it helps any,
you did the right thing.
Thank you.
Are you all right?
I've taken a life...
In direct violation of my oath as a doctor.
I'm free of pain.
I'm free from lake's syndrome.
They say I may live another 20 or 30 years.
But I do so
at the expense of a man's life.
No, doctor, I'm not all right.
I may never be all right again.
You heard Mr. Garibaldi. You did the right thing.
Darling...
I did the necessary thing.
That is not always the same
as the right thing.
Now if you'll excuse me,
I think I'd like to be alone for a while.
Mr. Garibaldi, there you are.
I bring you glad tidings.
Oh, good, I could use some.
Remember that disturbance you were telling me about
in dark star? Your team had to go in
and break up a near riot?
You had to arrest 30 humans and aliens,
2 of whom refused to identify themselves?
Yeah, I was just on my way to look into it.
I've been a little busy.
Well, I can save you the time.
We've identified the 2 culprits.
Really? Who are they?
What?!
I'm still waiting
for an explanation, gentlemen.
Yes, and I am prepared to give you one, Commander.
As soon as the room stops spinning.
This station creates gravity by rotation.
It never stops spinning.
Well, you see my problem.
Mr. Lennier?
The incident in question
was completely
my responsibility, Commander.
I asked Ambassador Mollari
to help me learn about the parts of the station
I had not previously seen.
I was unfamiliar with the rules of conduct
in these places
and, through error, created offense
and, through offense, created the incident.
Ambassador, do you have anything
to add to this statement?
No.
No, not at this time.
Diplomatic privilege means you cannot
be charged for the events
that transpired, but I must insist
on payment of damages to the club.
Yes, I agree.
Thank you, Commander.
Uh...
Why?
In Minbari culture,
we are taught that it is an honor
to help another save face.
But Delenn--
will know better,
but will not inquire out of respect.
Good day, Ambassador.
Lennier.
Ahem. Thank you.
If you ever need anything from me...
There--there is one thing.
When we were at the gaming table,
somehow...
A part of you reached out for the cards.
Yes, yes.
What was that?
[Whispering]
Yes, it's true.
Yes, here.
Li...
Goddess of passion--
a synthesis of male and female Centauri.
Did you think
these were just decorations?
I'm going to take a vow of silence
concerning this entire conversation.
Good day.
They are a strange people...
But they're o.K.
There you are, doctor.
I trust you'll put it to better use than I did.
Well, the first thing is to study it,
find out how and why it works.
And who knows,
it might be able to preserve someone's life
when nothing else works.
Volunteers can donate a little life energy
the way people used to donate blood
before synthetics were perfected.
You hear that? He's a dreamer.
Janice: What's wrong with that?
Nothing. Nothing at all.
But try to make sure he doesn't wake up
before I get back.
Get back?
Yes. Through no desire of my own,
I have been granted a second lease on life.
Somewhere out there
is what I need to redeem myself.
You don't need to--
yes, I do,
and I'm going to find it.
I'm all packed.
My cruiser leaves in half an hour.
I, um...
I would ask you to look after my daughter,
but my instincts tell me that won't be a problem.
Goodbye, doctor.
Goodbye, Laura.
And for what it's worth,
I hope you find what you're looking for.
Thank you.
Is that dinner invitation still open?
Yeah.
Yeah, it's still open.
7:00? Zocalo?