If you ask me,
these weekly meetings are a pain in the butt.
I know, I know, but it's the regs.
Would you stop that? You've been doin' that all day.
It's the jacket.
It doesn't fit right, never did.
I've taken it to 5 tailors.
Nobody gets it to fit just right.
It pulls here, rides up back there. It's itchy.
I think I need a silk lining.
Zack...
I have very sensitive skin.
Feel this material. It's like a winter coat.
I don't wanna feel it. Leave me alone, ok?
Women like a guy who looks trim, neat.
You got to be sharp.
I look like I'm wearing a circus tent.
Any minute now, a little teeny car
with 16 clowns in it's
gonna come flying out of my butt.
[Beep]
Garibaldi's fashion express. Go.
Ivanova: We've got a code 7-r. You free?
Yeah. I'll be right there.
Look, I got to go. You take notes for me, ok?
No problem.
Hey, chief, what's a code 7-r?
I've never heard of one before.
Ah, it's nothing important. You know how the bureaucracy is,
always changing everything. Uh, catch you later.
Sorry. Got here as fast as I could.
It's all right.
Go on, Delenn, you were saying?
Wars are won or lost before they are fought
through preparation, attitude, strategy,
and the selection of proper allies.
In the growing war against the Shadows,
there may be some allies we haven't approached yet.
Many times over the last million years,
the Shadows were fought to a standstill
by the First Ones:
Races immeasurably older than our own.
After the last war, a thousand years ago,
we believed
the First Ones went away forever,
passing beyond the galactic rim,
where no human or Minbari has ever ventured.
But the Vorlons remained, so it is possible
that some of the others may still be around.
If this is true,
then why haven't we heard from them before now?
They have grown tired of constant warfare,
lost interest in the affairs of the younger races.
According to legend,
some went to sleep in secret places
deep beneath their ancient cities,
where no one can bother them.
The rest walk among the stars
on errands we can never hope to understand,
barely aware of our existence.
Maybe it's time we got their attention.
Is it? When I was being trained on Minbar,
we were taught that the First Ones
are beyond anything we've experienced before.
They don't think like we do.
They're old, powerful, and dangerous,
and they don't like to be bothered.
A combination like that,
you may not want to get their attention.
Some of the First Ones
could SWAT this station as if it were a fly
and not even notice they'd done it.
Delenn: Marcus is correct.
Until now, we have warned the Rangers
to avoid those places where the First Ones still walk.
They're dangerous and unpredictable.
But we are reaching a point
where we can no longer avoid taking risks.
So how do we go about sending them a message?
If you only send a signal, they will not answer.
They must be found and contacted personally.
The danger is considerable,
and the odds of success are very small.
So, I have invited one other person
to our meeting today.
Good afternoon, everyone.
Captain.
Delenn tells me that you're going to try
contacting the First Ones.
It is a magnificent idea,
a daring and splendid idea.
In doing so,
you will see things
no human has ever seen before.
It will be...Fun,
assuming you're not vaporized, dissected,
or otherwise killed
in an assortment of supremely horrible
and painful ways.
Exciting, isn't it?
Susan Ivanova: The Babylon project
was our last best hope for peace.
It failed.
But in the year of the Shadow War,
it became something greater--
our last best hope...
For victory.
The year is 2260.
The place...
I have checked the data records
of the great machine
running the planet below.
It contains information
which might help in your search.
Reports of encounters
with alien forces
beyond description,
stories of vast and nameless forces
that prowl the ruins of ancient cities.
Each report carried with it a warning:
Do not approach.
To quote a human phrase,
it gives me the screaming willies.
But I am willing to do all I can to help.
I recommend that you come down to the planet.
We can go over it all, and select
the most likely prospect for contact.
Say, 4 standard hours?
I'll be there.
Mr. Allan.
Julie Musante, ministry of peace.
Thank you for meeting me.
Is the Captain with you?
Uh, no. Sorry.
I tried to reach him, but he's in a meeting.
Oh.
Well, no matter.
We'll catch him in his office.
Could you have my bags
taken to some appropriate quarters.
I'll be here for a while.
Yeah, sure. It's right this way.
I studied the station map
before I arrived, Mr. Allan.
I know the way.
Good day, Ambassador.
And to you, G'Kar.
You are well, I trust?
Yes, thank you.
No problems back home, nothing troubling you.
Not that I'm aware of.
Thank you.
Good day.
Well, I'm happy to hear it. I was getting concerned.
You see, I've noticed
that you've been spending quite a bit of time
in closed meetings with Captain Sheridan.
One might almost get the impression that, uh...
Something was, uh...Up.
Just the usual diplomatic exchanges
between our 2 governments.
Ah, yes. Of course.
As I'm no longer on the council,
I suppose I've forgotten how to tell the difference
between a political session and a...Private meeting.
I heard an interesting word the other day--
a word I hadn't encountered before.
Good.
I'm pleased to hear that you are continuing
to expand your frame of reference, G'Kar.
What do you know about Rangers?
Nothing. Why? Should I?
Well, it's a curious thing, Delenn.
My contacts have mentioned the word to me
from time to time,
and sometimes they're speaking of a human,
and sometimes they're speaking of a Minbari.
If one didn't know better,
one might conclude that these humans and Minbari
are both part of the same organization.
But that seems extremely unlikely,
does it not, Delenn?
Yes.
Extremely.
Thank you for your time, Delenn.
Since you aren't able to help me,
I'll just continue
making inquiries on my own.
Eventually I will figure it out.
I'll let you know what I find.
Miss Musante...
I'm sorry. I got tied up.
But if I'd known you were coming...
You have some very impressive objects here,
Captain:
Earthforce silver star for valor
in the Minbari war.
Commendations-- you have orders of promotion.
But, except for the seal of the Earth Alliance,
I really don't see much that gives a sense
of walking into the heart of the Earth government
here on Babylon 5.
Well, I, uh...
Prefer a more informal office.
And...as it is...
My office, well...
Yes, of course it is.
I was simply trying to be of assistance.
I've been assigned here
by the ministry of peace,
the night watch division,
under the direct authority
of the Babylon 5
senate oversight committee.
I'm to be your new political officer.
We don't need a political officer.
Oh, but the senate disagrees.
Things are very touchy back home, Captain.
Some of your recent actions
have not been as politically astute
as they might have been.
Now just a minute I don't--
I'm only repeating what I've been told.
No need to kill the messenger.
Your decisions might have been correct...
On some level.
But there are ways of doing things
so that they reflect more favorably
on the Earth government.
And so it was decided
that you needed a political officer.
Someone who can whisper in your ear,
who could warn you about governmental policies
you might bump into.
Someone who could... Keep you
from making costly political mistakes
that might jeopardize your career back home.
Zack.
Yes, sir. Take a walk.
Yes, sir.
Get this straight, miss Musante.
This is my command.
My position
as military governor is guaranteed
under the charter of the Babylon project.
Yes, I've read it. It does not exclude
the presence of a political officer.
But perhaps you could show me the paragraph
that I missed.
This is a military outpost.
Which answers to a civilian government.
Decisions made by military officers
must reflect the current governmental policies.
The President proposes...
And the military disposes.
Unless there's been a coup
and no one told me.
The President invested me with sole authority here.
Unless I receive orders to the contrary,
I refuse to share that authority with an unqualified civilian.
And no one is asking you to.
I am simply here to advise.
Captain, the decision's already been made.
There's nothing we can do about it.
So I suggest that we do what we can
to live with it amicably.
For starters, I need you
to fill me in on what's been happening here.
And I suggest dinner
at the fresh aire restaurant
in a couple of hours.
Around 1800 hours.
Uh, I can't. I have another appointment.
Really? There's nothing posted
on your schedule.
What is it?
Perhaps I could help.
Uh, it's...
Nothing I can't cancel.
Good.
In time, you'll find I'm...
Not as bad as you might think.
I'll see you at 1800 hours.
[Beep]
Commander, I've got the Captain on channel one for you.
I'll take it in his office.
Captain, what's up?
I just had the entire Earth bureaucracy
land right on my back.
Look, I can't make my appointment on epsilon 3.
You'll have to go in my place.
Get the information and get back as soon as you can.
Not a problem. Anything else you need?
A glass of whiskey, a gun, and 2 bullets.
Understood. I'll call you when I get back.
Your quarters are right this way.
Thank you.
So how'd it go with the Captain?
Fine. He's a loyal soldier.
He knows where his priorities are.
He'll come around.
In the meantime, I'll need you to fill me in.
On what?
On whatever the Captain chooses not to tell me.
Just until he does come around, of course.
Zack, you are a member of night watch.
You have priorities as well.
Never make the mistake of forgetting that.
Are you coming?
I asked for Captain Sheridan!
Uh...he's busy.
I don't like surprises.
Really? Love 'em myself.
I mean, to me, everything's a surprise.
You're a surprise. This place is a surprise.
You see this?
Paper cut. Hurts like hell.
Anybody else would be upset.
But to me, it's just one more wonderful surprise.
I even surprise myself sometimes, so I guess
there's nothing wrong with me surprising you...
Right?
Ha ha ha ha ha!
I like you.
You're trouble.
Well, thank you. That's the nicest thing
anybody's said about me in days.
This way.
So right now, we're in the lull between storms.
Unless they're stopped,
the Centauri will just keep moving in
on the league of non-aligned worlds.
Well, I'm sure that's the rumor,
but you know how rumors are.
Earth would never ally itself
with a government that's bent on war.
But we have signed a treaty with the Centauri.
Exactly.
Which proves my point.
Mmm, these noodles are wonderful.
Do you want some?
No. I'm fine.
This is just the sort of thing
I was trying to explain earlier.
All right, so you have some concerns.
But there are ways
of expressing these concerns
which won't cause problems
for our leaders back home.
Is that soy sauce?
Yeah.
Well, enough about politics.
So how are things here on the station?
Fine, fine. Uh, status quo.
We've had problems with the lurkers, but nothing--
lurkers?
Yeah. It's our version of the homeless.
In many ways, we have the same problem Earth does.
Earth doesn't have homeless.
Excuse me?
We don't have the problem.
Yes, there are some displaced people,
here and there,
but they've chosen to be in that position.
They're either lazy, or they're criminal,
or they're mentally unstable.
They can't get a job.
Earthgov has promised a job
to anyone that wants one.
So, if someone doesn't have a job,
they must not want one.
Oh.
Poverty?
That's the same.
Crime?
Yes, there is some, but it's all caused
by the mentally unstable. And we've
just instituted correctional centers,
to filter them out at an early age.
Prejudice?
Hmm?
No. We're just... One happy planet.
Well, all right, there's the marsies,
but that won't change
until they stop fighting the Earth rule.
And when exactly did all this happen?
When we rewrote the dictionary.
Captain...
You're a good man.
You're a fine soldier. A leader.
You understand that sometimes,
before you can deal with a problem,
you have to redefine it.
But you can't deal with problems
by pretending they don't exist.
There's no need to embarrass our leaders
by pointing out the flaws in our society
that they're aware of
and dealing with in their own way.
Some people just enjoy
finding fault with our leaders.
They're anarchists,
they're troublemakers,
or they're simply just unpatriotic.
None of which describes you.
Now, do you want people thinking otherwise?
These are the areas that I want to help you with.
I want to feel like I'm needed,
that I'm doing my part
to help bring the Earthgov
back into the hands
of the decent, hard-working people
that created it.
I am here to protect you.
I admire your honesty
and your record and your attitude.
And I don't want to see anyone
use those things against you.
Quite frankly,
I think I could come to like you...
Quite a lot.
Well, here we are.
If you'll just plug yourself
into the matrix,
we'll take it from there.
Um...
It's, um, occupied.
Hmm? Oh. Yes, of course.
Uh, my mistake.
I spend so much time out of my body,
I sometimes forget where it is.
If you'll excuse me.
It will only take a moment for me to...
Disentangle myself.
I--hmm...
I must remember
to dust myself once in a while.
This is hardly appropriate.
Well, here you go.
Oh, your jacket.
It really is quite safe.
I have set the machine so it can handle humans.
And I've made sure
that it can deal with my absence
for several hours if necessary.
So, what do I do?
Ah, just relax.
The program will take you from there.
Open your mind.
But whatever you do,
do not stray from the path.
I can't breathe.
It's all right.
Try to calm your mind.
Focus.
All life forms are connected.
Look for the path.
Look...for the path.
I see it.
It is the power that binds us...
One to another across the darkness of space.
Focus on the First Ones,
on the most ancient of ancients.
Let the path take you to them.
I know this place.
I've seen it on star charts.
Sigma 957.
They were here.
I can feel their footprints in the sand
hear their words...
Whispered in the wind.
It's beautiful.
Oh, they're coming back again...
Soon.
I can--
draal.
Draal, something's wrong.
Draal, I'm not alone.
It sees me.
It knows I'm here.
It's...
It's pulling me in!
I--i...can't stop it.
It is the enemy.
Pull away!
Go back to the path!
I can't!
It--it knows I'm here.
It knows my name.
Break off!
I can't pull you out without killing you!
Uhh!
Turn away!
Don't look at it!
Uhh!
[Gasping]
Uhh!
That's it.
Come back now.
Wait.
There's something else.
That's Earthforce one before it exploded.
I--i can warn them.
I can save the President.
No.
It's too late.
You're seeing the shadow of things long gone.
I have wanted Santiago dead for so long.
I wasn't sure we could really pull it off.
You're sure it's done?
Male voice: Earthforce one
will never return from io.
The power's now yours, Clark.
Mr...President.
I do not understand.
A normal human mind
should not have been able to do that.
I saw it. I...I saw it all.
The image I saw...
The message-- can you record it?
Yes. But how--
do it, please!
It's the proof we've needed
that President Santiago was assassinated,
that Clark was behind everything.
We've got it.
I appreciate the help, Captain.
I can't imagine what happened
to scramble my lock code.
Security should have it open in a little while.
Can I fix you a drink?
Oh, god, yes, please.
Oh, I like your quarters.
It's a bit larger than standard, isn't it?
Yeah, a little.
They tried to hit me up for rent
on this place last year,
can you believe it?
Well, we must all do our part.
I don't mind doing my part.
I just object to doing their part as well.
It's, uh--
as I said...
We must all do our part.
Perhaps now you'll find the presence
of a political officer a bit more appealing.
Ahem. I, uh, don't think--
good.
Don't.
[Gasps]
Mmm.
Mmm...
Mmm. Better.
Oh, but there's no need to rush.
No.
No, there's not.
So, uh...
If you could just wait, uh...
2 seconds.
I-I'll be right back.
Ooh.
My usual timing. Sorry.
It's not what it seems.
Now, what are you doing--
I'm using draal's holographic system.
Captain, I've got a lead on some of the First Ones.
There's a chance we can catch them,
but it means leaving right now. We don't have much time.
Damn it. I can't leave without an explanation.
She'll be all over me.
Looks to me like she's already all over you.
I can't risk exposing the operation to an outsider.
You'll have to go without me.
Get a hold of Garibaldi.
You'll need someone on board who speaks Minbari.
And...be careful.
Yeah, same to you. Oh, and Captain,
while I was in his computer system,
I found something else you're gonna find very interesting.
What? It's a long story.
I'll uplink the data to Garibaldi before I leave.
Julie: John?
Good luck, Captain.
I think you're about to go where...
Everyone has gone before.
You--
Ha.
Well, it must be... Colder in here
than I thought.
I'll fix it.
Ah!
Mr. Garibaldi, could you tell me
where to find Commander Ivanova?
We had a meeting scheduled,
but she never showed up.
She got called off-station on business.
Very last minute. I gotta go.
There have been many last-minute things
happening around here, Mr. Garibaldi.
I once believed the Centauri
had the market on secret meetings
on Babylon 5.
It appears they have some competition.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Everything's status quo.
Mr. Garibaldi, stop!
The Centauri took my world,
my government, my...
My title,
but they did not take my self-respect.
And I thought they had not taken
the respect I had earned from others.
Was I wrong in thinking that?
Something is going on, Mr. Garibaldi.
I sense a gathering of forces
that could perhaps help my people.
I know we have never exactly been...Friends.
But until now,
we have never been strangers.
G'Kar, look, um, if there were anything
I thought could help you or your people,
I'd tell you.
Then perhaps I could help you.
I appreciate that, but...I don't see how.
Well, then...
Maybe that's something you should work on.
Good morning.
Oh, good morning, Mr. Allan.
So, how'd your meeting go
with the Captain last night?
Fine, fine.
When it comes to your union situation here,
he must be a very good negotiator.
I've never seen anyone
come up with so many creative ways
of saying no to a simple proposition.
Well, I've always liked the sound of "yes" myself.
Did you know
that your jacket doesn't fit, Mr. Allan?
I suggest you have it adjusted.
Mr. Allan.
I've called a meeting in 3 hours
to go over the new political protocol.
I expect to see you there.
Yes, ma'am.
Lennier?
Marcus: He couldn't make it.
I need someone who speaks Minbari.
You found him.
I did spend almost a year living there,
but if you'd rather I'd left, that's fine.
I'm sure they must have an Earth-Minbari dictionary
lying around somewhere.
Tell them to set course for sigma 957.
Ne tawa, ness-ah sigma tet-vo-chen.
Before coming here, I was authorized
to begin implementing certain changes.
From this point on,
it will be inappropriate for Earthforce personal
to publicly criticize the government
or its decisions.
Violations of this will result
in immediate fines and penalties.
What about civilians?
Well, that's not something you need to worry about.
Just take down the information
and pass it along.
We'll take it from there.
The new policies
also expand the range of investigation
to include past associations--
families and friends who might draw others
into compromising situations.
Ahem. Uh...
Is there a problem, Sergeant Allan?
Well, yeah.
Babylon 5 security is supposed to act
according to the rules of due process.
When enforcing criminal law,
that's correct.
But you are now an arm of the political office,
and this widens the scope of your authority.
You are empowered
to examine station publications
to ensure that they're ideologically correct.
We've revised the rules of evidence
to make them more flexible.
Isn't all this a little extreme?
Yes. Yes, it is.
I shouldn't be telling you this yet,
but in the coming months,
certain individuals will be purged
from their government positions
on charges of sedition, immoral conduct,
even spying for alien governments.
With our basic freedoms at stake,
no response can be too extreme.
There may be some minor and temporary abridgments
in the traditionally protected areas
of speech and association,
but only until this crisis is over.
We have been betrayed on nearly every level.
And it is going to take the efforts
of every loyal citizen to keep Earth safe...
And ideologically pure.
Anything yet?
Nothing. Same as I told you an hour ago.
[Sighs] Maybe we can adjust the scanners.
They've been adjusted 5 times.
All we can do now is wait.
How long has it been
since you've had nothing to do?
I have responsibilities.
What of responsibilities to yourself?
You don't have to keep busy every moment of every day.
I don't remember authorizing a change in discussion
to include my personal life.
I have to be authorized
to talk to you like a person?
Just what is it you're running from?
Don't you have anything to do?
Nope. I'm all yours.
[Beep beep beep]
What's that?
I think we just found them.
Transmitting recognition signal.
Let's see if draal's information is right.
What's happening?
Energy drain. It started as it came towards us.
Move us away! Fezon, chok.
My name is Susan Ivanova.
Commander--Earthforce.
This ship is the White Star.
We've come to find you.
The enemy that you fought before
has returned.
In order to fight the Shadows,
we've formed an alliance with others.
The great machine on epsilon 3,
the Minbari, the Vorlons--
Vorlon tavutna chog!
I think you hit a nerve.
The Vorlons must owe them money or something.
At least it tells us
that they understand our language.
They're just not willing to speak to us in it.
Who knew they were French?
I'm sorry.
We've come to ask you for your help.
Will you join us in a fight
against the Shadows?
Is that a yes or a no?
They're not moving away.
I'd say they were thinking it over.
I have wanted Santiago dead for so long.
I wasn't sure we could really pull it off.
You're sure it's done?
Male voice: Earthforce one
will never return from io.
The power's now yours, Clark.
Mr...President.
My god, that's it, isn't it?
The proof we've been looking for all this time,
and it practically walks in the front door.
Problem is,
what are we going to do about it?
We can't release it ourselves.
It'll raise too many questions,
like how we got it,
and why we were lookin' for it.
I'll send it to General Hague.
He'll get it to the right people
without it being tracked back to him.
They'll say it's a fake.
All high-ranking Earthforce com systems
carry an identifier code on a subchannel.
That code is kept top-secret
to prevent false orders from being given.
It can't be faked.
And that code will tie this right back to President Clark.
This is the best chance we ever had, Michael.
We have to take it.
Do you always pace like that?
Is there some way you'd prefer me to pace?
Damn it!
I really don't want to screw this up.
Then don't.
The Minbari taught me-- claim victory in your heart,
and the universe will follow.
Fine, great.
Claim victory in your heart and up your--
zog.
Zog?
What do you mean zog?
Zog what?
Zog yes, zog no?
It's leaving.
My guess is zog means no.
Like hell.
I am not letting them leave here
without saying yes.
Really? But how do you propose stopping them--
perhaps a big red-and-white sign
with the word "stop" on it?
I'll put a bucket on my head
and pretend to be the Vorlon god boogee.
That's it!
Fine. I'll get a bucket.
No. I meant the Vorlons.
Open a com channel now!
This is the White Star to departing ship.
I just want to say I appreciate your response,
and I fully understand. The Vorlons said
that you wouldn't be up for a fight like this.
In fact, they said in the last war,
they carried you, did most of the work,
while you took most of the credit for it.
They said that if you got involved with this one,
you'd just get hurt.
Come to think of it, we've got the Vorlons.
We don't need much more help, do we?
I mean, the Vorlons are really pretty close to perfect,
aren't they?
And strong.
Vorlon tavutna chog!
Yeah, well, whatever. Listen, I'll be sure
and give them your message as soon as I get back.
In the meantime, you have a nice flight.
We'll be sure and send you a message
as soon as the fighting is over...
So you can come back out again.
I think you're making him mad.
Mm-hmm.
It's bigger than we are.
I know.
When it is time, come to this place.
Call our name.
We will be here.
With the stunning revelation today
of evidence purporting to show
that the death of President Santiago
was not an accident
but an assassination planned from within,
and further that then vice President Clark
was involved in this alleged conspiracy,
the evidence is currently undergoing tests
designed to determine its authenticity.
Meanwhile, several senate committees in Earthdome
will hold closed hearings to discuss the issue
and are strongly urging the appointment
of a special prosecutor to evaluate the evidence.
Off. Ok, you heard the news.
Expect it to be tense out there today.
Just keep everybody calm.
Oh, and because of this situation,
our new political officer Julie Musante
has been recalled to Earth
to help deal with the crisis in public morale.
So without her guidance, if anyone asks,
just say that we're waiting for the truth to come out
because sooner or later it always does.
That's all.
That's amazing. I can't believe it.
It's got to be a mistake, right?
Yeah, well, we'll see.
Is there something wrong, chief?
Yeah.
Yeah, there's something wrong, Zack.
What did you tell her?
What, Musante?
Nothin'.
Come on. I know
you had a private meeting with her.
I know she's been asking questions.
Look, I didn't tell her anything.
Ok, little stuff, stupid stuff.
What am I supposed to do, play dumb?
I work for these people.
Yeah? Well, you were working for me
a hell of a long time before you joined night watch.
Now, look, after what happened to me before,
it took a long time
before I could trust anyone again.
I thought I could trust you.
Don't make me have any second thoughts, huh?
You don't trust me, chief.
What are you talking about?
What's a code 7-r, huh?
I looked it up in the books.
It ain't there.
So, I have to wonder...
What's going on?
Night watch says
the only people who have to worry
are the ones with something to hide.
You got something to hide, chief?
You got a charge to make, make it.
Otherwise, I don't have time for this.
No, I don't have a charge to make, damn it.
I'm just trying to get through this thing,
and it ain't easy.
I'm walking a tightrope here,
and I thought you'd understand,
but, boy, was I a jerk.
All right, I know you're my superior officer
and we have to work together,
but for the rest of the day,
just don't talk to me.
We'll both be happier.
So, it went ok, then.
No problem making first contact.
No problem at all.
They'll be there when we need them.
That's one down and, what,
several thousand more to go?
Yeah. Well, if this war's
going to be as bad as Delenn says,
we'll need all the First Ones we can find.
Any more word
on the situation with President Clark?
Earthdome is going nuts over all this.
Clark is saying it's an alien plot to discredit him.
Santiago's family is demanding an investigation.
I mean, it's a mess.
But...
The truth is out.
All we can do is hope it does some good.
I can't imagine I'll be gone very long.
This whole nonsense about the President,
this is exactly the kind of thing
that I was warning you about, Zack.
I hope you can see now that I had a point.
Yes, ma'am.
Does seem that way.
Just curious.
You ever hear of a code 7-r?
I thought maybe it was a new security code,
something I might not have access to.
No, I've never heard of it. Why?
I don't know.
I thought maybe I heard it somewhere.
I guess I was wrong.
Hmm.
Earth passenger liner loki
now boarding through gate 17.
Well, that's my ship.
So I'll see you
when we finish cleaning up this mess back home.
Damage control is a great waste of time, effort,
and resources, Mr. Allan.
But sooner or later we'll find whoever is responsible
for this outrage,
and they'll be punished severely,
publicly...
And permanently.
[Door beeps]
[Beep]
Oh, hell.
Just a second.
[Thud]
Ow!
Damn! Damn! Damn!
Jeez. Ok, ok.
Lights.
Low.
Open.
I told you I could help.
The book of G'Quan.
Read it.
We'll talk afterward.
I don't read Narn.
Learn.
He hates me.
They all hate me.
That's why they're doing this--
to make me...
Crazy.
Lights.
Ooh...