[Beeping]
What have you got?
We picked up a weak signal a short time ago
coming out of deep space.
Not using the jump gate?
No, and it's using a frequency
I've never heard before.
Hmm? Alien?
Not exactly.
Woman: This is the Copernicus.
We come in peace.
This is the Copernicus.
We come in peace.
[Strange humming]
Hey!
Unh! Uhh!
Uhh! Unh!
Aah!
Through the walls!
It's coming through the wa--
ohh. I need some ozones.
Ohh.
Come on, no ozones. Aah!
Ohh!
No!
I'm...stuck!
Get out of my head!
Where are you?
There you are.
I see you.
Our father, who is in heaven,
hallowed be the name,
thy kingdom is, uh, done.
Thy--thy will is something,
on Earth as it is--in space.
Ohh!
Hail, Mary, full--ohh!
Aaaaaaah!
Captain Sheridan: The Babylon project
was our last best hope for peace--
a self-contained world 5 miles long
located in neutral territory...
A place of commerce and diplomacy
for a quarter of a million humans and aliens...
A shining beacon in space, all alone in the night.
It was the dawn of the third age of mankind,
the year the great war came upon us all.
This is the story
of the last of the Babylon stations.
The year is 2259.
The name of the place is...
Captioning made possible by Warner Bros.
Woman: This is the Copernicus. We come in peace.
This is the Copernicus. We come in peace.
This is the Copernicus.
Hear me, oh Lord,
and the rest of you miserable sinners,
and you nonhumanoid types,
judgment day is coming.
And it don't care what you look like.
And I have seen it.
An army of darkness, soldiers of the devil.
Or something like that.
We're all in great danger.
A pox upon this station.
You!
A sound tree cannot bear evil fruit
unless it's got bad roots.
Oh, please, don't I have troubles enough?
I have walked in the valley--
good! Keep on walking.
Hurry, Ambassador, he's gaining.
You with the hair...
Oh, please.
Please.
Now, unless you have a class c
missionary license,
it's time for a little r and r.
No. You can't. You can't!
There is no shelter.
It's coming! It's coming!
Right.
Just got the message.
Any idea where it's from?
We're still trying to identify the design.
Wherever it's been it's taken a hell of a beating.
Why didn't it use the jump gate?
That's what we're trying to figure out.
Woman: Maintenance, hold watt 12 in position
for a longitudinal scan.
Man: Roger, control.
We're trying for a visual I.D. Now.
Those look like letters.
Hmm.
It's english.
It should say, u.S.S.
Earth? I've never seen this design before.
Hmm. Then check your history.
Ships like this
were used in early deep-range exploration,
back before we got jump gate technology
from the Centauri.
Well, that was over a hundred years ago.
What's it doing way out here?
Things were pretty primitive back then.
Maybe it missed a thruster firing
or went off course.
It's been adrift ever since.
Possibly.
Well, that's a hell of a wrong turn to make.
Maybe it wasn't a wrong turn.
Why don't we ask the pilot?
There is something alive in there.
Bring her in.
Sheridan to med lab.
Intercom: Franklin.
We may have a patient for you in docking bay 4.
I got something over here.
Cryogenic freezer. I've seen them
at the air and space museum.
Well, let's see if anybody's home.
Ohh! This one's dead.
I've got life signs in this one right here.
Her signal's weakening.
Opening the ship
must've triggered something.
We're gonna have to get her back to med lab
or we'll lose her. Open it up.
[Hissing]
We're losing her pulse, thready.
She's gone into arrest.
50 ccs of devalara.
Still flat line.
Cardiac stimulator.
Ready, hit her!
[Electric sizzle]
Nothing.
Try it again.
[Elevator stops]
Go! Move!
Amis: Incoming!
Incoming!
Incoming! Incoming!
In--incoming...
How long has he been like that?
A couple of hours now.
To the walls! Get to the walls!
Damn lurkers!
We ought to space all of them.
Oh, God, stop them!
Incoming.
Were you in the war?
No, I missed it.
He didn't.
How do you know?
Incoming!
I've had that same dream.
That's better.
[Eerie pulsing hiss]
Uhh!
You all right?
I never felt better.
I'm a picture of... Health.
Where am I?
Oh, God.
What did I do this time?
You don't remember?
I found that life is, in general,
much easier if I forget
most of the things that happen to me.
You were about to accuse the Centauri Ambassador
of being in league with the devil,
which might not be far from the truth.
Oh, my head hurts.
We had to put you out.
Oh, I was that bad.
You were standing in the middle of the Plaza
yelling that the day of judgment was coming.
Did it?
Not that I know,
but I may have missed a staff meeting.
You ever done this before?
Hell, i--I've done everything before.
Where were you stationed?
Nowhere special.
Just here and there.
Just a grope hole.
It's no...Big deal.
I figured you for a ground pounder.
Me, too.
It looks like we both missed our chance
to be heroes.
Yeah.
What about the dreams?
Dreams? Well, i--i...
Never dream.
You been talking in your sleep.
Is there a reason that that door is open?
You can go.
I know some good counselors.
I've used them myself.
Now, what would a man
with everything in the world
do with one of them?
Hmm?
When did it start?
Moments ago.
It looks like a dream.
Or a nightmare.
[Gasps]
It's all right.
I'm a doctor.
Do you understand?
There's nothing to be afraid of.
I'll take care of you.
I ran a general diagnostic
of all systems that still appear to be operating,
and then I found this.
According to the system analysis,
there's no malfunction of the other cryogenic tube.
He should be alive.
You double checked it?
3 times.
Something or someone murdered him.
At the time of death, the victim's weight
appears to have been about 90 pounds.
Given his height and bone structure,
his normal weight should have been 180.
But malnutrition wasn't what killed him.
He died as a result of organ failure.
Why?
I don't know.
They're missing.
It's as if something reached inside of him
and pulled everything out.
What happened to the organs?
There's no evidence of them anywhere on the ship.
We ran a complete scan.
If there was so much as a cell remaining,
we would have found it.
I think we better have a talk
with the woman who was with him.
I don't think that's such a good idea yet.
A man's been murdered,
and the list of suspects is pretty short.
According to the ship's log,
she was in stasis the whole time.
She couldn't have done it.
Logs can be altered. And it's a good bet
he didn't reach down his throat
and yank out his own heart.
[Intercom beeps] Man: Dr. Franklin?
Yes?
She's awake and asking for you.
I have to go.
When she's ready, I want to talk to her.
Finish up for me.
Lousy way to die, huh?
Mmm. Last I checked,
there weren't too many good ways.
Well, you're looking a lot better.
Oh, I'm feeling a lot better,
thanks to you, Dr...
Franklin.
Stephen.
If you don't mind answering a few questions?
What were you doing on that ship?
Will, my husband and I,
are part of a commercial research group.
They needed volunteers
for a long-term, deep-space mission,
and I jumped at the chance.
We were assigned to the Copernicus.
She was programmed to home in on any signal
we might come across and wake us up.
I never thought
the signal could be of human origin.
How long were we in stasis?
I think we should take this a day at a time.
That doesn't sound very good.
How long?
Well, I don't have the exact number,
but over 100 years.
A hundred--
I'd like to see will now.
Something's wrong, isn't it?
I'm afraid he died during the voyage.
I'm sorry.
Oh, God!
We still haven't been able
to determine exactly what happened.
We just said good night to each other.
I can't cry.
Long-term stasis dries the tear ducts.
God! What have I done?
It says that the system is down.
You got to check the reading.
I'm trying.
Holy mother!
Man: Hey, you!
Never seen an alien before, have you?
There were indications of other life forms,
but I never imagined anything like that.
I've missed so much.
Well, not all of it's been good.
A few years after your ship left Earth,
we finally made contact with another species--
the Centauri.
We opened up trade relations,
and they gave us jump gate technology.
But before that, we'd been
pretty much limited to our own solar system.
After that, we were out among the stars.
First, leasing time on alien jump gates,
and then building our own.
So the cryogenic suspension,
the good-byes... Heh...
Was all for nothing.
If we'd just waited a few more years--
well, you couldn't have known.
What you did, it--it took...
Vision. It took courage.
What else have I missed?
Well, the usual.
The good times and the bad times,
the revelations, the revolutions,
outbreaks of hysteria, the parade of scandals,
promises, constitutions,
and the occasional war.
The last big ones were against the Dilgar,
which we won,
and against the Minbari, which...
Well, that's a long story.
Then we still haven't outgrown violence?
No. It's going to take a lot more
than a hundred years
to evolve a better human.
Doctor.
Ambassador.
This must be our visitor from the past.
Mariah Cirrus,
this is Ambassador G'Kar
of the Narn.
Take my advice
and go back to the time you came from.
The future isn't what it used to be.
[High-pitched humming]
[Demonic breathing]
[Ghostly roar]
Aaaaah!
Welcome back.
Here, take it easy.
You passed out.
Where am I?
My quarters.
They were closer than med lab.
Mmm. I guess you came to my rescue again.
Hardly.
You were having a dream.
You cried out
as if something were attacking you.
I did?
Yeah.
Ohh, I guess I just don't remember.
It seemed very frightening and violent.
Why are you interested in my dreams?
I haven't been completely candid with you
about your husband.
What are you saying?
He didn't just die. Something killed him,
something that was on that ship.
No. There--there were just the...
Two of us.
God!
You think I killed him.
No, no, no, no. I think maybe
something in your dreams might tell us what did.
No. What kind of insanity is this?
It's going to be all right.
Ohh!
It's gonna be all right.
I don't know where I am anymore.
I--I'm all alone.
No, you are not alone.
You're not alone.
You're not.
I--i don't think that this is appropriate
at this particular time.
No, I...
I guess not.
It's just that I'm a little scared.
I don't know,
maybe more than just a little.
Why don't you, uh,
why don't you just try and rest?
Just try and rest.
[Hisses]
[Gurgles]
[Hisses]
No. No thanks.
I'm trying to cut down.
You're all going to die!
A soldier of darkness has come on that ship
from the past! I have seen it!
Save me some dessert.
Don't close your eyes, don't sleep. It'll find you.
Brother Garibaldi, I was looking for you.
Let's take a walk, huh.
You're starting to make the natives restless.
I'm not crazy. It's on this station.
What is?
Death.
It came off that ship from the past.
I found it.
You're sure of that?
Yes. I saw it do the same thing
during the war.
[Demonic breathing]
[Ghostly roar]
Aaaaah!
Finished examining the victim.
Not one of his internal organs
is still inside his body.
What happened to them?
I don't know.
There's no sign of an entry or exit wound.
In other words,
he died the same way as Mariah's husband.
Correct.
That's assuming that's who she really is.
What are you saying?
[Sighs] I arrested a lurker named amis
who was stationed on a deep space listening post
during the war.
47 men landed on that moon.
All of them were slaughtered except one.
Is there a point to this?
Amis thinks whoever wiped out his post
came here on the Copernicus.
No. We ran a thorough scan on that ship.
If there was an alien onboard, we would have found it.
Unless it's something we'd never seen before,
something completely outside our experience.
I traced the ship's path.
It passed within the gravitational pull
of the same moon that amis was stationed on.
This Mariah Cirrus
may not be what she appears.
She had nothing to do with his death.
How can you be sure?
Because she was with me last night,
the whole night.
Ho! Moving kind of fast, aren't you, doc?
I don't sleep with my patients.
She's in pain, and I'm helping her.
That's all.
I want a watch put on her 24 hours a day,
and I don't mean you.
Are you suggesting I'm not doing my job?
I'm suggesting if something
is threatening this station,
I'll do whatever is necessary to protect it.
All this on the word of a lurker?
I checked his war record.
They put enough ribbons on his chest
to open a gift shop.
Word of this murder
has spread among the alien community.
The nonaligned worlds
have asked for a council meeting
to discuss the possibility
that something came aboard this station
from that ship.
Go over her bioscan again
and make sure
you haven't missed something.
For what it's worth, I hope you're right,
but if you're not...
You be careful.
We insist
this woman be removed from this station.
On what grounds?
She has brought something evil from the past,
a soldier of darkness.
[Chuckles] Oh, that is rich.
Nothing like a good ghost story, huh?
Let him speak.
I find this very interesting.
Go on.
The forces of darkness do not move openly,
they work through others, use others.
When the darkness was defeated long ago,
they scattered,
hid themselves away in secret places
and waited.
Now the dark hand is reaching out
and recalling them from their sleep.
And you think this woman
is one of these soldiers of darkness?
Evil sometimes wears a pleasant face.
All too true. I believe
we should consider what he's saying.
Why am I not surprised?
More of your superstition.
Sheridan: I don't know.
Please. Don't tell me you believe this.
There's an old human saying--
where's there's smoke, there's fire.
If you ignore it, you get burned.
Now, I don't have to believe in this dark force
to realize there is something strange going on.
Well, it's been nice
having this little chat with you,
but I have more important things to do.
If there is something aboard this station,
find it and kill it.
It's that simple.
The rest is nonsense.
[Chuckling]
If you do nothing about her presence here...
We will.
I don't like threats.
And as long as I am the law on b-5,
I intend to see everyone is protected,
human and alien alike.
Understood?
This meeting's adjourned.
[Bangs gavel]
Very smooth.
That bad?
What if something did get onboard the Copernicus
when it passed that moon?
A soldier of darkness?
I'll believe it when I see it.
Let's hope we don't get the chance.
[Sighs]
Aw, hell.
Ok, rise and shine, pal.
You know, everything in your Earth force record
suggests you're out of your mind.
Oh, that's a matter of some debate
in the medical community.
I mean, there are those who give me
the benefit of the doubt,
just figure me for a compulsive liar.
You want me to believe you?
Yeah.
Then this is your chance.
Take me to where you followed it.
What?
Right now.
It was there.
What did it look like?
The past.
[Scurrying footsteps]
Freeze!
Uhh!
I saw it. You have to believe me.
You want me, you bastard!
Well, I'm here! Come on, let's finish it!
Come on!
During the war, there was a guy in my unit.
He kept telling everybody our perimeter was weak.
We laughed 'cause we checked it
over and over.
It was secure.
We all figured he was nuts.
Until then, we'd never seen any action.
Then one night,
we stopped laughing.
Came through that perimeter like it was paper.
He was the first to die.
Saved our butts.
He was a nut...
But he was right.
I believe you.
The honored dead.
Tell me about the listening post.
We were an intelligence- gathering unit,
not set up for heavy combat.
We'd heard the Minbari were setting up
a command and control post,
so we slipped onto a small moon
before they finished the perimeter scanners.
They set up camp in--[Sniffs]--
old ruins of some kind.
As far as we knew, it was a dead world.
It came in the night...
During the storm.
We heard nothing, saw nothing.
It came right through the walls...
Like a hot wind.
The first man died just meters from me.
Never even screamed.
We ran.
For a second, I thought I lost it.
Then I saw it...
Standing in the middle of a ball of lightning.
It looked like it had come straight from hell.
How did you survive?
I didn't.
It kept me alive...
As a snack.
It becomes part of you,
feeding on you.
The lucky ones were the men who died
on that moon.
What it took from me I can never get back.
When the rescue party showed up,
I weighed 85 pounds.
That's how I knew it was on this station.
A part of me is still inside that thing.
I can feel it,
but nobody ever believed me...
Until now.
This feeling, can it lead you to it?
I think.
I think maybe
that's what it's been doing...
All this time.
It's calling me, I think.
Maybe we have some unfinished business
between us.
Amis!
Mariah... What are you doing here?
It's all I have now--
this...
My memories...
And you.
Or maybe I'm assuming more than I should.
I just think
this is happening a little fast,
don't you?
You just lost your husband.
I know.
And I'd be lying
if I said I don't miss him.
I do.
And I want to find whatever killed him,
but I'd also be lying
if I said things were perfect between us.
Before we left Earth,
will and I must have split up
half a dozen times.
After a while, all we had in common
were the stars...
And dreams.
You can go far on that.
100 years.
What about you?
The same problem, I guess.
My work...
Comes first.
Always has.
Finding someone who understands that,
uh, well, it hasn't been easy.
And this place
isn't exactly ideal for raising a family.
No, it's not.
Maybe it's just as well will never woke up.
I don't think he would have liked this world.
Mariah...
Whatever killed your husband
is on this station
and has taken another life.
Now I need to know
everything that you know.
In my dreams,
there's something in the life tube with me...
And I think it was using me to stay alive
until it could find more food.
Babylon 5.
I've put everybody here in great danger.
Man: Aah!
Official accounts
of the massacre at the listening post
blame the attack on the Minbari.
Amis may not be sure of much,
but he is sure of one thing--
that post was not attacked by the Minbari.
He said it was as if hell had been let loose.
Well, that doesn't help us much.
No, but he also said the alien took a part of him
when it left his body,
that--that he could feel its presence
on the station.
Some kind of symbiosis?
That may be.
And if the same thing happened to Mariah,
she might be able to help us find it.
It's too risky.
Whatever's on the station came from her ship.
If what the lurker said is true
and there is some kind of a symbiotic relationship,
who knows what kind of influence
it may have over her.
You know, she could be scouting for it
without knowing what she's doing.
Well, if what happened on that listening post
is happening here,
we're not gonna have to go looking for it.
It'll find us.
Let's just make sure we're ready for it.
Miss Cirrus.
Ohh, Mr. Garibaldi.
Yes. I need your help to find a friend.
Dr. Franklin told me about him.
I'm sorry.
Can you find this thing?
I mean, can you feel where it is?
I think so.
I can try.
Provided her doctor comes along.
We're getting reports of weapons fire in brown 90,
and part of a signal came in.
I think it was Garibaldi.
Then it was cut off.
Seal off the area.
I don't want anyone in there.
Sheridan to Franklin.
I tried him. He's not answering.
I'd say they found it.
Break out heavy weapons.
Have a security detail meet us down there.
You all right?
Garibaldi pulled him out. He went back in.
All right. You two stay here with them.
You let us know if it doubles back.
I don't want it to escape.
You ready?
You got a plan?
Try not to get killed.
Brilliant.
Amis!
Kill it!
Shoot! Shoot!
Get up!
Come on!
It's got to be stopped.
You finished your tour of duty.
Get down!
Calling.
It knows I'm here, and it's waiting for me.
These ppgs don't do much more than sting it.
Prowls around hurt for a while,
then it comes back stronger.
Yeah, well,
one bee sting may be an annoyance,
but 100 of 'em can kill you.
Ivanova, you got a fix on my position?
Ivanova: Confirmed. On our way.
Negative.
Triangulate your fire and stand by.
I want to set up a kill zone, point-blank.
How's your charge?
I'm down to my last cap.
Let's hope that's enough.
It won't work.
It's too smart for that.
It can smell a trap. It can wait.
It's patient.
You've got to give it what it wants!
Amis, no! Hey!
All right, I'm here!
You wanted me? Here I am.
Let's finish it.
Come on!
No more dreams. Let's end it.
Amis, get clear! Amis!
Aah!
Open fire!
[Screeching]
We got it, amis. We got it.
No more bad dreams.
It's over.
You sure he's going to be ok?
Yeah. He's just banged up.
Gave him something to help him sleep.
All he wanted was to be set free,
to forget.
Maybe now he can.
So, what about you?
Heh. What about me?
Well, you're going to need a place to stay,
and this is as good a place as any.
I can help.
I thought about it, but i--i can't.
Not yet, anyway.
I have 100 years to catch up on.
I need to see Earth,
bury will,
mourn for a while.
I just need time.
If I can, I'll come back...
If you're still interested.
I think there's a good chance of that.
Don't make promises life won't let you keep.
Take care, Stephen.
Captain,
we just got finished analyzing the database
onboard the Copernicus. Took us a while
to go through 100 years of routine entries,
but so far, everything she told us checks out.
I think we kind of figured that out by now.
Not entirely.
There's one more thing I figured you ought to know.
According to the ship's log,
the Copernicus lost 10% of its oxygen
when it passed by a moon in sector 18 by 70 by 59.
Which would have been caused when that thing came aboard.
Exactly, but when it left that sector,
it was heading on a new course.
That thing must've been more intelligent
than we thought. Fortunately,
it didn't know the ship was also programmed
to make contact with any signals it came across,
otherwise, it would've just gone right by
and we never would've known it was there.
You said the ship was reprogrammed
to a new destination.
Yeah.
Where was it going?
It was heading for the rim...
Toward the exact place where Ambassador G'Kar
told us an ancient enemy
was gathering its forces.
Z'ha'dum.
Do you think it's a coincidence?
A few weeks ago,
I probably would've said yes,
but now, no.
Something's going on, Commander.
I know.
Between you and me,
it's scaring the hell out of me.