Pilot: Target acquired.
Lock it on.
Firing.
Female pilot: That's a fox one, C&C.
Ivanova: Confirmed, delta seven.
You're dead, zeta leader.
Damn it!
Sheridan: Good shooting, delta seven.
Are you ok?
Female pilot: I started to black out for a second,
but it passed.
All right. Everyone pay attention
and learn from zeta leader's mistakes.
Now, if the enemy does something unexpected,
don't try and keep the lock on.
Get out of the line of fire
before you try re-acquiring your target.
And remember this--
some aliens can handle g-forces better than we can,
and the Centauri are willing
to put their fighters on autopilot
and risk blacking out
if it gives them the optimum firing position
when they come out.
[Beep beep]
Ivanova: Captain, this is C&C.
We've got an emergency back here.
Recommend you head back to the barn.
All right. On my way.
Zeta leader, you and the rest of zeta squadron
continue practicing this maneuver
until you get it right.
Yes, sir.
Sometimes I get so close,
and yet it seems I'm shut out
of the important things.
It's a useless feeling.
The Ambassador
is definitely going through some changes.
He even looks different.
Indeed.
And now with the military starting
to stampede over everyone and everything...
People coming and going and secret meetings...
You never know what it's all about
until later when it's too late.
And they never listen to us.
[Together] It makes me nervous.
Same time tomorrow?
Sure.
Captain?
Yeah?
The Drazi and Pak'ma'ra Ambassadors
are waiting in your office.
They say it's absolutely urgent.
[Groans]
How's the squad doing?
Good, but they should be better.
I want all our fighters put through training exercises
three times a week from now on.
With everything that's going on,
we need them in top fighting condition.
I'll see to it personally,
and if they don't get any better,
I'll start issuing live ammo.
That should have a very inspirational effect.
Are you sure about this, Ambassador?
Yes, most sure.
I do not mistake.
The Centauri have invaded both our territories.
They have taken one of our listening posts.
They say they have "liberated" it.
We hear they are preparing
to attack other races, other worlds.
War is spreading. Soon...
Perhaps they even attack you.
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.
Ambassador Mollari, as you requested.
Captain, I will have you know I was in the middle--
what the hell do you think you are doing?
Do not address me in that tone of voice.
I came here out of good will
because I was told--
your forces are moving in
on the Drazi and the Pak'ma'ra.
You are destabilizing the whole area.
What's wrong? Bombing the Narn
back to the stone age wasn't enough for you?
We are trying to stabilize the region, Captain.
Putting a buffer zone around the Centauri Republic
will lesson tensions
and decrease the risk of conflict.
You call it a buffer zone.
The Drazi call it an invasion.
They are exaggerating.
We are merely establishing a presence.
Well, where does that presence end?
Tell me that, Ambassador.
Show me on the map where it's going to end.
Londo...
Everything is falling apart,
and the Centauri are at the center of it all.
Can't your people see that?
Can't you see that?
I do not have to listen to this.
Your authority ends at Babylon 5, Captain.
Do not start getting delusions of grandeur.
You will not survive them.
He's not the Londo I used to know anymore.
Used to be you could talk to the guy,
you could reason with him.
Ok, he was a pain in the butt,
but he was our pain in the butt. And now...
You're the closest thing he has to a friend here.
Is there any way to get through to him?
Not as long as he's afraid.
As long as he's afraid?
Yeah. Look into his eyes sometime.
He can see how fast things are moving.
For Londo,
it's like being stuck on a wild horse.
You don't want to get thrown,
so you hang on even harder.
He's trapped.
You know, half the time,
I'm so furious with the guy,
I could break his neck.
The other half, I feel sorry for him.
So, what do you figure on doing about this?
I made a full report to Earthdome.
They could ignore the problem
as long as it was just the Narn
and Centauri fighting it out,
but with the other races getting involved...
[Beep beep]
Sheridan.
Ivanova: We just had an Earthforce ship
carrying a v.I.P. Come through the gate.
It's Frederick lantz
from the ministry of peace.
On my way.
Well, what do you know?
Maybe somebody actually read my report for a change.
Don't hold your breath.
I could sleep for a week.
Every time I close my eyes,
all I see are tac displays and firing solutions.
I just wish I knew
what's got the Captain so rattled.
Maybe it's the ghost.
What ghost?
A couple of guys say they saw something in hyperspace
coming back from a job in sector 14.
Sounds like they've been sucking down thruster fumes.
Anybody else see it?
No, just them.
Said it looked like
a cross between a spider and your worst nightmare.
Get your hands off me!
Don't touch me!
Honey...
This is nuts.
Mr. Lantz...Welcome.
It's good to see you.
Thank you, Captain.
This is Mr. Welles, my co-director.
He's in charge of the night-watch program.
Pleasure, Captain.
Commander Ivanova.
Charmed. I want you to set aside an office for me
to interview the Centauri Ambassador
and those in the league of nonaligned worlds
whose territory has been infringed.
Already done.
As long as we're here, I'd like to check in
on the local members of the night watch,
if that's all right.
No, it's not a problem.
I've assigned Commander Ivanova
as your liaison.
If there's anything you need, just ask.
Excellent, excellent. Thank you.
I must say, I'm relieved to see you.
I was afraid Earth
was never going to get involved
in the Centauri problem.
We can't stand by forever, you know?
Our voice has to be heard.
And it never hurts to get a firsthand look
to see what's really going on out here,
just to be sure we're doing the right thing.
Hey, Mitch.
How's it going?
I thought you zeta squadron types
were too good to hang out with the rest of us.
Oh, come on. Who told you that?
One of your crew
called our furies a bunch of old rust buckets.
Ok, so we didn't have our fighters
hand-delivered by the President--
whoa, whoa. I'm not getting into any of this.
I got no problem with anybody
who jumps into a Starfury and rides fire.
Besides, scuttlebutt is
that we're getting new furies in next year,
and you're next in line to get them.
Come on. I just want to talk.
About what?
The ghost.
I don't have to--
it was jet black,
a shade of black so deep,
your eye just kind of slides off it,
and it shimmered when you looked at it--
a spider big as death and twice as ugly.
And when it flies past,
it's like you hear a scream in your mind.
I saw it, too.
Go on.
It killed Commander galus.
I heard about galus...
Not about this.
I filed a report, but when it happened,
my systems were blown out,
so I couldn't record anything.
And there was nobody out there to back me up.
No evidence.
They figured I got hit by a hyperspace shock wave.
I swore I'd prove something was out there
like nothing we've ever seen before.
I tried looking for it on my own,
but the Captain told me to lay off.
I got to find it, prove what happened.
Look, pal, if you really saw this thing,
you'd have to be out of your mind
to go out looking for it.
Maybe.
I've set aside the council chambers
for separate interviews
with the Drazi and Pak'ma'ra Ambassadors.
You'll have complete privacy.
Good.
Uh, pen, pen.
Ah, pen.
Ah, thank you.
Looks like an antique.
My wife gave it to me last Christmas.
Do you realize it's almost Christmas back home?
It's easy to forget out here.
We don't have seasons in Babylon 5...
But I noticed.
Have you ever been
to the winter solstice festival in Geneva?
It's quite marvelous--
fireworks and songs and costumes
and food as far as the eye can see...
And the children.
How many grandchildren do you have?
Hmm?
Oh.
Does it show?
Yeah, in the dark.
Well, that's why I'm here, you know--
to give them a legacy from the old man,
a better world.
And you--any children?
Oh, no, no.
But family, though, yes?
No, not anymore.
The war?
Among other things, yes.
So you understand.
Yes, there's been enough death.
Time for something better.
Well, we must hurry.
Uh...
Ah.
Don't want to keep anyone waiting.
Captain, picking up a jump point
forming in sector 39.
That's on the other side of the planet
where nobody but us can see it.
Yes, sir.
Whoever it is doesn't want to be noticed.
Opening now.
Reading one Narn heavy cruiser.
She's hailing us.
Put her through.
This is war leader Na'kal
of the star cruiser g'tok.
Are you Captain Sheridan?
Yes. If you'll forgive my saying so,
I didn't know any Narn heavy cruisers
had survived the war.
We were on deep patrol, evaluating potential targets,
when the Centauri struck homeworld.
Since then, we have been fighting for our lives.
Alone, without reinforcements,
we will eventually be hunted down and destroyed,
but with the support of others,
we may one day help liberate homeworld.
To achieve that end, we must remain free,
and Babylon 5 is our only hope.
We've expended the last of our energy in getting here.
We request sanctuary.
[Doorbell rings]
Yes?
Commander, I hope I'm not disturbing you.
No, it's fine. What can I do for you?
I just thought we could talk for a moment...
Informally.
Well, this is about as informal as I get.
Please, have a seat.
Would you like some tea?
Thank you, no.
Tell me, Commander, are you happy here?
Happy? Yes, I suppose so.
We've been so busy around here lately,
I really haven't given it much thought.
Oh, I wish you would.
You see, I like to know
as much as I possibly can
about the people I work with,
and your record is exemplary.
You've worked your way up through the ranks
without a patron, without connections--
just through hard work,
and now you're a Commander
on a high-profile base like this.
You should be proud.
Well, thank you.
So I was wondering what you thought
your next step might be.
Well, for the time being,
I'm very happy right here.
Five years down the road...
I don't know.
Maybe running Babylon 5
if the Captain decides to move on...
Although the idea of Captaining a starship
has a certain appeal. Why?
Well, the night watch
is becoming more important back home.
We have considerable support
within Earthdome.
The way you're going, I have every confidence
that you'll get that starship
within five years or so,
but why not shave a year or two off that?
We could do that for you.
In exchange for...
Your support, your help.
Your position here could benefit us
as much as we can help you.
You have access to certain...Information,
certain reports about the comings and goings
of various ships, people, and cargo--
activities which may strike you
as potentially dangerous or disloyal.
You could be of great service to Earth.
Does Mr. Lantz know about this conversation?
Oh, no, no, no. The night watch
is a separate division of the ministry.
I just thought we should be discreet.
Of course.
Mr. Welles...
As you say, I have access
to a great deal of information,
so I've been very much aware
of the night watch for some time now.
What I saw worried me.
And now I see that my worries were justified.
Oh, Commander--
I've gotten where I am
through hard work and loyalty--
loyalty to the people I work with,
loyalty to Earth,
and loyalty to the ideals of the alliance.
What you're asking violates all three.
Ok, so maybe it takes me a few more years
to get my own ship,
but one way or another, I'll get there,
and when I do, I'll have done it honestly,
without selling out a friend or betraying a confidence.
My hands are clean. Are yours?
You really don't understand,
but that's all right.
The offer will remain open indefinitely.
Fine.
Open.
G'Kar: And no one else knows of this?
Not yet. The ship is holding position
on the other side of Epsilon 3,
where incoming ships won't see it.
Since all outside data comes through here,
no one will see it until we want them to.
Oh, thank you, Captain.
This is the first good news I've had
since the occupation began.
Will you give them sanctuary?
I can't see any reason why not.
Right now, we're giving them equipment
to make repairs.
After that's done,
I'll formally notify Mr. Lantz.
Mr. Lantz?
He's here from the ministry of peace back home.
He's looking into the Centauri problem.
Then Earth is ready to take sides?
I sure hope so.
Do you think I could speak to him?
I don't see why not.
He'll be in the council chambers till 7:00
thank you, Captain. I'll go and prepare.
So this is strictly an informal meeting.
I'm glad to see we're adding new members
to the night watch,
even though I don't recall
seeing any recent reports from you, Mr. Allan.
Well, there hasn't been much to report.
How strange.
Your associates have filed reports.
One of them
describes potentially disloyal acts
on the part of a store owner
in the Zocalo,
one Xavier Darabuto?
Well, he said he thought the new regs on imports
were a little nuts, but I don't think--
sedition comes in small packages
as well as large ones, Mr. Allan.
Now, perhaps this store owner
is nothing more
than a vaguely dissatisfied citizen,
but how can we tell the real troublemakers
from the innocent bystanders
unless we're kept informed?
I thought we could exercise our own discretion.
Of course you can,
but the night watch exists
to protect our people
from misinformation and harmful ideas.
Sometimes those harmful ideas
can be very subtle.
You might not recognize them...
But we will.
I know. I just--
I have reports from the others
on dock workers consistently late for work,
sabotaging efficiency.
Several of your lurkers have spoken to reporters
about poor conditions here and at home.
Two more shop owners have openly criticized
Presidential decisions.
Have you nothing to report?
Well, I guess, um...
I guess I haven't been thinking in those terms.
I'm not sure I'm really comfortable with it.
Well, let's make it easy for you, shall we?
Can you verify the report
about the store owner that I mentioned?
He's already been named,
so you wouldn't be adding anything new,
just confirming what we already know.
Uh...
I guess, uh...
I mean, yeah--yeah, I heard him talking,
but it's just talk.
That's fine.
There, you see?
That wasn't so bad.
You learn. You're flexible.
You show great promise, Mr. Allen.
Great promise, indeed.
I brought it.
I wasn't able to get my gun camera around
in time to get a picture,
but my sensors picked up a change
in local hyperspace when it went by.
It left behind a trail of neutrino emissions
like nothing I have ever seen before.
It's all here. Just configure your sensors
to look for the signature emissions.
If it's there,
sooner or later, you'll find it.
Thanks.
Don't thank me.
You go out looking for that thing,
you're looking for death.
From now on, I've got no part of this.
Well, thank you again, Ambassador.
You've been most helpful.
That covers everyone
in the league of nonaligned worlds.
Yes. I think I'm now ready
to speak with Ambassador Mollari,
if you'll take me.
Ah, Commander Ivanova, I've been looking for you.
I take it this is Mr. Lantz.
Yes. How can I help you?
This is G'Kar,
formerly Ambassador G'Kar of the Narn regime.
I understand you've come here
to investigate the situation with the Centauri.
Well, yes, within certain guidelines.
If I could speak to you for just five minutes.
No, I'm afraid that's not possible
at the moment.
But if you'll just--
I'm sorry.
Maybe later. Commander.
[Sighs]
Repairs are going slowly.
With our energy resources down to almost nothing,
our medical systems are barely functioning.
We are unable to give proper care and attention
to the sick and wounded.
What if you took your jump engines off-line?
If we shut down the engines,
it would take some time to reactivate them.
It would leave us open
and vulnerable to attack.
As long as you're in Babylon 5 space, we'll protect you.
You have my word.
Take care of your people.
We will take the engines off-line now.
Thank you, Captain.
Captain Sheridan.
Ah, Mr. Lantz.
What can I do for you?
I've just received some very disturbing reports,
and I was hoping you could shed some light on them.
I understand you've been conducting
fighter exercises all week.
That's correct.
We have to keep our squads at peak efficiency.
And I've heard from Mr. Welles
that you have been using Centauri combat models.
How did you find--
that's not important. Is it true?
Have you been teaching your forces
to fight the Centauri?
Well, with everything that's been going on,
it seemed prudent.
No. This must stop at once.
This jeopardizes everything, my entire mission.
Ivanova: I don't understand.
You were sent here
to investigate the Centauri.
Yes. Well, I had to look at the situation
before I could proceed.
However, I'm satisfied with what I've seen.
I've contacted Earthdome,
and they have authorized me to proceed.
Proceed with what?
I'm here to sign a non-aggression treaty
with the Centauri.
Before I leave here,
there will be an Earth-Centauri alliance
that will guarantee peace for Earth.
We will, at last...
Know peace in our time.
Mr. Welles. I'm sorry I missed the meeting,
but there's something you should know.
Sheridan: I can't believe it.
A non-aggression treaty with the Centauri?
That's like trying to make nice
with a piranha.
Sooner or later,
it's going to turn around and bite you.
All this does is get us out of the way
so the Centauri can move in on the other worlds.
Earth wants peace,
and they're willing to sacrifice everybody else
in order to get it.
You know, I can remember
the first time I put on this uniform.
I felt 10 feet tall,
like I could take on
the whole galaxy before breakfast.
Now I look at it, it's just cloth.
I don't know what it means anymore,
what it stands for.
You know, it's going to be a new year
in a little over a week.
Maybe 2260 is the year that we redefine it,
make it mean something again.
Which reminds me...
Merry Christmas.
Happy hanukkah. Whatever.
What--oh, I can't.
Yeah, you can.
Thank you.
Really, I, uh...
I don't really have one of these.
Ahem.
What is it?
It's shrapnel from the black star.
I checked with the Earthforce archives.
They actually had a few pieces in storage.
It took a little doing,
but I managed to talk them into giving me one.
Why?
Everyone said it was impossible
to take out a Minbari war cruiser,
but you did it.
The way things are going,
I figured it might be nice to have a reminder
that the impossible is possible.
[Beep beep]
Captain Sheridan,
I demand to speak with you at once.
What is it now, Ambassador?
I have just been informed
you have been sheltering a Narn heavy cruiser.
You will turn it and its crew over to us,
at once.
I'm sorry, Ambassador.
Your signal is breaking up.
I'll have to call you back.
Captain--
end.
Run diagnostic.
How the hell did he find out?
It must've been welles. He's got people everywhere.
Damn it! Come on.
Londo wouldn't come out in the open with this
unless he'd already warned his government.
Company's coming.
Open up a channel to the Narn ship.
Got to get him out of here fast.
On line.
Na'kal, how long before your jump engines
are repaired?
Not for some time. Why?
The Centauri know you're here.
Can you navigate at all?
Yes, but--
jump point opening.
Centauri battle cruiser is demanding
we turn over the Narn warship to their custody.
Stand by. Keep this channel open.
They're taking a position between us and the jumpgate,
blocking the way out.
I've got Ambassador Mollari on the link.
Sheridan: Stall him.
I gave him my word that we would protect them
as long as they're in our jurisdiction.
I not about to break that promise.
Launch zeta squad.
Tell them to surround the Narn ship.
Scrambling fighters.
[Alarm sounds]
Captain.
Captain, what are you doing?
I just heard--
the treaty hasn't been announced
or formalized yet.
I promised them sanctuary.
Once again you're jeopardizing everything I've worked for!
I'm sorry.
Will someone please escort Mr. Lantz
off the command deck?
Zeta squadron ready for launch.
Launch.
Put Ambassador Mollari through.
Captain Sheridan.
The Narn warship is under my protection.
I have guaranteed the right of free passage.
Once its engines are repaired,
it will leave Babylon 5 space.
After that, it's no business of ours.
I've assigned a squad of fighters
to escort the cruiser
safely out of Babylon 5 space.
You tell your cruiser to withdraw at once.
They open fire on any of our fighters,
I will respond with deadly force.
End.
Send a copy of that last transmission
to the Centauri battle cruiser,
then activate defense grid.
Our fighters are in position.
Can you move toward the jumpgate?
Yes, but not very quickly.
Give me the best you can.
Centauri battle cruiser is changing position,
moving to intercept.
Weapons system is active,
the gunports are open.
Are they targeting our fighters?
Targeting the Narn vessel,
zeta squadron...And us.
Return the favor. Target their ship.
Ivanova: Targeting, aye.
Zeta squadron, stand by.
Continue escorting her out.
If you are fired upon, return fire.
Fire at will.
Confirmed, Babylon control.
Heat 'em up, people.
Close blast doors.
Centauri weapons system locking on.
They're trying to provoke us
into making the first move.
I don't think so.
We've got an energy spike.
Oh, hell.
Interceptors, fire!
Zeta one through five, break and attack.
Everybody else with me.
Interceptors running hot.
90% capacity and dropping.
They're getting through.
Launch everything we've got!
Time on target.
Time on target, aye. Hold on.
Registering massive damage to Centauri vessel.
Scramble all medical ships.
There's still time.
It's too late.
Oh, my god.
The Centauri are furious over this incident, Captain.
What was I supposed to do?
Stand by and let them blow this place to bits?
You destroyed a Centauri warship!
You're damn straight!
And if I hadn't, you and I wouldn't be here
to have this conversation.
They fired first, Mr. Lantz.
I have an obligation to protect this station.
You had no business helping a Narn cruiser.
Are you telling me to disobey regulations?
What regulations?
General order 47-- Earthforce personnel
are required to answer distress calls
and assist any vessel
not currently involved in hostilities against Earth.
Now, it may not have been politically convenient,
but morally and legally,
it was the right decision.
The Centauri government accuses you
of moving Babylon 5
from neutrality to a pro-Narn position.
If I may interject.
Captain Sheridan is correct in his assessment.
He acted in accord with Earthforce regulations.
I've spoken with the joint chiefs,
and they support his actions.
Thank you.
However, the decisions leading up to those actions
are another matter entirely.
Had we been informed
as soon as the Narn cruiser appeared,
there would've been time to inform the Centauri.
We wouldn't have had to find out about it secondhand.
In the spirit of our newly formed treaty,
we then could've turned over the warship
while allowing the crew itself sanctuary.
They wouldn't have cooperated.
They'd have just shown up earlier
and done the same thing.
You can't reason with them.
Now, you're quite wrong there, Captain.
We have reasoned with them,
and they have shown great Patience.
Despite their loss, and given the fact
that their ship did fire first,
they're willing to drop the whole matter
in exchange for an apology.
Apologize for doing my job? Like hell.
This isn't a request, Captain.
It's a direct order from the joint chiefs
and the President.
Now, you have two choices--
apologize, or disobey a direct order
from your superiors.
As this would be an act of insubordination,
you would be removed from your position,
and someone more...Reasonable
would be installed to replace you.
We've arranged for a meeting of the various Ambassadors
in one hour, in the zen garden.
As settings go, it's better suited
to offering the olive branch... And more public.
I suppose this...Apology is already written.
No need.
You can phrase the apology
any way you see fit.
As with everything else,
it's the thought that counts.
Female pilot: Zeta leader, any idea how long
we're supposed to stay with this thing?
Just until she's clear of another gate
and we're sure nobody's following us.
Computer, what have you got?
Computer: Registering unusual changes
in local hyperspace
matching provided specifications.
Neutrino emissions up 8%.
This is zeta leader.
Breaking off to investigate something.
Stay on course. I'll catch up.
Female pilot: Confirmed.
[Clears throat]
I apologize.
I'm...sorry.
I'm sorry we had to defend ourselves
against an unwarranted attack.
I'm sorry that your crew was stupid enough
to fire on a station
filled with a quarter million civilians,
including your own people.
And I'm sorry I waited as long as I did
before I blew them all straight to hell.
As with everything else...
It's the thought that counts.
Gotcha.
Computer, follow unidentified ship.
Begin recording.
G'Kar, you shouldn't be here.
I heard what happened.
I thought if I spoke on Sheridan's behalf...
That may not be wise.
I still have a few supporters in the league.
They would listen.
Computer: Being scanned by unidentified ship.
Changing course.
Attach homing beacon and eject system record.
Aah!
Recorded voice: Welcome to coretrans.
Please watch your step.
This is a low gravity area.
Please hold handrails at all times.
[Same announcement in other language]
Approaching station 2.
Please stand away from the doors.
Computer, emergency override.
Open shuttle doors!
In Valen's name.
Oh, my god.
Emergency alert.
We've had an explosion in the core shuttle.
We need rescue jet packs,
and we need 'em now!
What are you trying to do?
He's more or less weightless,
but the ground is rotating at 60 miles an hour.
If we can't catch him,
he'll be killed by the impact.
You won't have time.
Kosh, you know what is at stake.
If you're going to do anything,
you must do it now.
Woman, on babcom: Suiting up.
We'll get there in two minutes.
You don't have two minutes!
You've got 30 seconds.
We can't do it!
Valaria!
Droshalla.
G'LAN.
Kosh?
[Doorbell rings]
Yes?
I just wanted to see how you were doing.
Fine. Fine.
The whole station is talking about what happened.
Every race that was in the garden
saw something different, yet...The same.
A being of light.
Yes.
Each according to his or her type.
But it was Kosh, wasn't it?
That's what he meant when he said
that if he left his encounter suit,
he'd be recognized by everybody.
For millions of years,
the Vorlons have visited other worlds,
guided them, and--
manipulated us?
Programmed us so that when we saw them
we would react the right way?
It is, as you say, a matter of perspective.
What matters is that he has revealed himself
to those who understand--
you and me and those who have been watching.
The Shadows will know what Kosh has done.
They will worry,
afraid that he would not reveal himself
unless the Vorlons
were prepared to stand against them.
Are they?
I do not think so.
But as long as the Shadows believe
the rest of us are unaware of their existence,
we have time to prepare.
I just hope that nobody finds out about them until--
[beep]
Captain, zeta squad just got back.
Lieutenant Keffer is missing.
Narn: It was G'lan.
I saw him with my own eyes.
He swooped down as was told in the old stories.
No. Not G'lan. Droshalla,
whose light fills the world.
Doesn't matter. It was a good sign
for the coming year.
This place has been blessed.
And you, Ambassador Mollari,
what did you see?
Nothing.
I saw...
Nothing.
Ivanova: It was the end of the Earth year 2259,
and the war was upon us.
As anticipated, a few days after
the Earth-Centauri treaty was announced,
the Centauri widened their war
to include many of the nonaligned worlds.
And there was another war brewing closer to home.
A personal one whose cost would be
higher than any of us could imagine.
We came to this place because Babylon 5
was our last best hope for peace.
By the end of 2259, we knew that it had failed.
But in so doing, it became something greater.
As the war expanded,
it became our last best hope for victory...
Because sometimes peace
is another word for surrender,
and because secrets have a way of getting out.
Reporter: When our ship encountered a distress beacon
attached to an Earthforce recording device,
these images, released exclusively to ISN,
were found on that recording.
Strategic analysts in Earthdome
have indicated they don't know
who this new race might be,
but promised to find out.