Look, I'm not taking this down.
You want me to report this?
Is that what you want? Because I can do that.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Captain, good.
I'm sorry to have bothered you.
It's all right. It's all right.
I heard there was a problem.
This thug, this momzer,
came into my shop
and started telling me what to do.
He broke the rules, Captain.
What am I supposed to do?
What rules?
You saw the news.
Clark helped assassinate Santiago.
People want to express their feelings about it.
That's all?
It's sedition, disloyalty.
It's an opinion.
The senate hearings back home
will decide if it's true or not.
It's an attack on the presidency.
The ministry of peace--
isn't here.
This isn't disloyalty
or an attack on the office of the President.
There is a difference between the position
and the person who's occupying it at the moment.
Sir, go on back to your shop.
If this happens again, you call me.
Thank you, Captain.
Aren't you late for a bund meeting or something?
This is the fourth incident like this
I've had in two days.
Enough.
If it happens again, whoever's responsible
will be disciplined. Is that clear?
I was just following orders.
I said is that clear?
Yes, sir.
I got your page. What's up?
I got your favorite person in the whole universe
hanging on gold channel 3.
I figured you'd want to see this yourself.
Open channel.
Ah, sorry for the delay, Mr. Bester,
but I figured I better have a superior officer here.
Why don't you go ahead?
Commander,
I was just telling Mr. Garibaldi here
that I'll be arriving on Babylon 5
in apProximately 7 hours.
I'm in pursuit of an individual who's a danger
to your station, Earth, and the Psi-Corps.
Well, that's two legitimate things
to worry about.
Please have everyone ready for a briefing
upon my arrival.
I'll see you then.
Every time he comes here, it's the same old gag--
somebody here is a danger to the station,
planetary security, whatever.
It's just a cover story
so they can run a number on us.
They never learn.
I mean, does he really think
that we're gonna fall for that line again?
Aah!
Stop falling on me.
Stop...falling!
Aah!
Make it stop! I can't take it!
Make it stop, damn it!
Unh.
Aah.
Make it stop.
Make it stop!
Ivanova: The Babylon project was our last best hope for peace.
It failed.
In the year of the Shadow War, it became something greater--
our last best hope...
For victory.
The year is 2260.
The place...
We've got a major problem
on our hands, people.
In a little more than 5 hours,
Bester will be arriving in bay 9.
Bester? I do not believe I have had the pleasure.
He's a psi-cop.
They're an elite corps of telepaths, rated p12,
the strongest we've got.
That we know about.
In theory, they chase down rogue telepaths,
but in Bester's case,
that mandate is just a little broader.
They're not supposed to engage
in unauthorized scans,
but with everything that's been happening lately--
the ministry of peace enforcing codes of conduct,
that situation we had with Talia--
you feel that he can no longer be trusted
to honor that rule.
Exactly. And none of us here are strong enough
to block him if he tries to scan us.
If that happens, our involvement with the Rangers,
with you, Lyta, the way we've been providing evidence
in the assassination of President Santiago,
that's all going to come out.
And after that, there are only 2 options--
he turns us in, we're court-martialed,
then shot for treason,
or we kill him
before he has a chance to tell anybody.
I will not support murder. We cannot kill him.
Ivanova: Can we wound him?
Just a little?
Ivanova, nobody is killing anybody,
not on my watch.
If those are the only 2 options we have,
neither are acceptable.
We need others.
Is there any way to prevent him
from coming aboard the station?
We could blow up his ship.
There may be an alternative...
But it does carry some risk.
Ah, Vir! Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
It is so good to see you.
Look what I got you.
Old salted. Ha ha ha ha.
Now, what is this?
It's a Minbari ceremonial coat of welcoming.
They gave it to me
when I arrived to take over the diplomatic mission.
Had to have the sleeves shortened.
Do you like it?
Yes, it's very nice.
Wear it when you're there, not here.
You're a Centauri, remember?
All right, come on.
I want to hear about everything
that happened on your trip.
I've never been to Minbar.
What's it like?
It's very clean.
The people are friendly and warm,
except for the warrior caste.
I don't think they like foreigners.
But the religious caste-- very, very friendly.
Do they speak of me very often?
Only behind closed doors.
Oh.
The mountain's falling on me.
It-it's falling.
I need blood and tissue samples
analyzed fast.
He's messed up on something.
I want to know what.
Dr. Franklin, you better see this.
It may be a related case.
All right. Symptoms?
Traumatic shock,
total lack of consciousness,
respiration and heartbeat way below normal,
e.e.g. Ratings--
what does this have to do with him?
We found her just down the hall
from where he went nuts.
She's a geological consultant.
According to her records, 6 months ago
she broke her leg in 3 places
while she was climbing a mountain on Mars.
She got caught in a landslide and nearly killed.
The mountain fell on her?
Exactly.
Oh, hell.
Test her neural pathways.
Look for any sign of disruption.
And I want his blood checked
for traces of dust.
Thank you.
You ok, doctor?
Yeah, I'm fine,
just a little on edge lately, that's all.
Look, I'm sorry I barked at you, all right?
You made the right call.
Good work.
[Beep beep]
Franklin.
Sheridan: Just got word.
Our friend Bester is on his way in.
Pilot: Transport 1 to Babylon control.
Coming in.
Ivanova: Confirmed, transport. Stand by.
Everyone, clear the command deck now.
I have to do a maintenance routine.
It'll take about 10 minutes.
Get some tea or something.
Pilot: Standing by, Babylon control.
Request permission to dock.
They don't know you,
your kind,
the way I do.
They don't understand.
They think it's some kind of a joke.
But nothing works with you people...
Nothing but force.
Computer, activate forward defense grid.
Pilot: Babylon control, are you there?
Transport to Babylon control.
We can't just throw it all away,
not because of you.
I've been saying for weeks now,
the defense grid's been acting funny.
Defense grid, prepare to fire.
Fire!
Belay that order!
Computer: Standing by.
Ivanova, don't do it.
Don't throw your career away on this.
He's not worth it.
If he gets on board,
all of our careers are finished anyway,
yours, mine,
everything we've worked for.
Susan, we've got it covered.
It'll be ok.
Delenn's plan will work.
It won't. He's too strong.
They're always too strong.
Damn it, John.
There's always too many of them
and not enough of us.
What am I supposed to do?
Fight them without becoming them.
Computer, deactivate defense grid.
Initiate docking maneuvers.
What the hell just happened out there?
I was stranded, out of communication,
and suddenly I was hit
by a sense of great personal danger.
Sorry, sir. I don't know.
My orders are to have you taken to the Captain.
All right.
Let's get this over with.
Captain, I would like an explanation f...
For this.
Mr. Bester, so good to see you again.
I'd like to introduce you to my associates.
These are Minbari telepaths.
Nothing like a level playing field
to ruin a psi-cop's day.
Am I right, Mr. Bester?
Would you like to explain
what these individuals are doing here?
Oh, I'd be happy to.
How do you want it--
polite or straight up?
Straight up.
All right.
I don't like you.
I don't like you, the Psi-Corps,
that badge, or that uniform.
Your attitude stinks.
Frankly, I don't trust you
as far as I can throw this station.
And I hold you personally responsible
for what happened to Talia Winters.
That operation was initiated
by my predecessors in the corps.
When we found out about the program,
we discontinued it at once.
I had no idea--
oh, you lying sack--
on the other hand,
we learned some interesting things
about Ms. Winters
in the course of her debriefing
and dissec--
that is, examination.
Don't.
He's trying to provoke you.
Strong emotion is harder to block,
and he can ride that
into the rest of your mind.
That's why they're here.
We don't trust you to abide by the rules
prohibiting unauthorized scans.
A normal human telepath can't stop you,
but a group of Minbari telepaths together
are strong enough to block even a psi-cop.
We can't conduct business
with outsiders hanging around.
We're not conducting any business
until we set some new ground rules.
Doctor.
I did a little research
and came up with the drug
used to suppress the abilities of telepaths
who won't join the Psi-Corps.
Now, you've got two choices--
either we use this
to suppress your abilities
to scan while you're here,
or wherever we go, they go.
On matters of planetary security,
you are obligated to provide unconditional assistance.
Fine. File a complaint back home.
We'll do the same.
Hell, we'll have a press conference.
Let's get all this out in the open.
You won't do that.
You have just as much to lose as we do.
Are you sure of that, Mr. Bester?
Think about it really hard.
Because it comes down to this--
do you know more about us,
or do we knowmore about
what you've been up to lately?
Far be it from me to try and talk you
out of your paranoia, Captain.
You choose not to trust me.
Well, that's sad and unfortunate.
But unlike the rest of you,
I have no intention
of letting it get in the way of my work.
Doctor.
Trust, Captain--
you should try it some time.
The drug requires 3 hours to take effect.
I'll see you in 4.
Perhaps then,
you'll all be just a little less hysterical
and a little bit more constructive.
I'm here to save your butts.
Next time, show a little gratitude.
On the other hand, maybe wounding him
isn't such a bad idea after all.
I appreciate your willingness to mediate
in this dispute, Delenn.
It is, however, most unfortunate
that the Drazi government
chose not to have these talks privately,
just between the two of us, but--
Centauri never speak except to lie.
You lie now, there is witness.
Gentlemen, please.
Nothing is solved by recrimination.
May I now hear both sides?
Vizak.
Drazi space, invaded by Centauri.
Many of our soldiers
have died bravely defending our world.
We look for peace.
We say to the Centauri,
what price is peace?
We want a buffer zone.
We told you that when this all started.
If you had listened then,
we could've avoided considerable bloodshed.
Ambassador Mollari, what would you consider
a reasonable buffer zone?
The 7 colony worlds in that particular corridor.
You asked for only 2 when this began.
Yes, and if you had been willing
to give us 2 at that time,
we would've agreed to it.
But since then, we have spent
a great deal of time and money
to secure that area.
We now require more.
Unacceptable.
If that is your decision,
then we have nothing else to discuss.
Ambassador.
Remember what happened
to the Narn homeworld, Vizak.
You would not want the same to happen to your own.
Ask G'Kar.
I'm sorry.
Well, that could've gone better.
Yes.
One is foolish, the other frightened.
Telling which one is which,
that's the hard part.
You know, while I have you here,
I want to thank you again
for helping with my assignment on Minbar.
At first, I didn't think I'd like it there,
but the longer I stay there,
the harder it is for me to leave.
Sometimes I think maybe Londo could use a visit there.
I think it would do him good.
A darkness carried in the heart
cannot be cured by moving the body
from one place to another.
I don't think there is anything
that can be done for him now.
That's because you don't know him.
Someday, he'll surprise you.
Bester: The problem we're facing
involves not just the Psi-Corps,
but planetary security.
For the last year, we've been after
one of the biggest manufacturers of dust
in Earth territory.
Dust is a major problem for telepaths
because it allows the user
to commit a kind of telepathic rape.
The drug enhances
the latent telepathic gene in most humans
and gives it a destructive power
for several hours.
Yeah. We've heard about it.
It lets you invade someone's mind,
experience everything they've experienced--
every touch, every sensation.
You live their entire life
in a matter of minutes.
The experience is intense and highly addictive.
Usually the victim recovers in a few days,
but when a telepath is violated,
he almost never recovers.
So, we have a vested interest
in finding the people responsible for this.
We believe one of the main distributors for dust
has come to Babylon 5.
He may be right.
Last night, we had our first dust victim
in 6 months.
2 more cases were reported
just a few hours ago.
That's more than we've ever seen
in the same time period.
So what's this got to do
with planetary security?
I think he's taken the next logical step
and is preparing to sell mass quantities of dust
to foreign governments
to be used as weapons.
Think about it, Mr. Garibaldi.
Do you know anyone here
who might have an interest in buying weapons
that can't be seen or traced until it's too late?
G'Kar: We had an understanding,
Mr. Lindstrom.
No commercial sales to anyone else
while we were negotiating.
Man's got to earn a living.
I'm paying you extremely well...
If we conclude our deal.
That depends on whether or not you and your product
are as advertised.
You won't find better anywhere else.
That's just a sample.
I don't carry much on me.
It's too risky.
The rest is coming in later.
How does it work?
It accelerates neural processing,
speeds it up to 10 times normal.
Then it stimulates the gene
that controls telepathic development.
After that, you just go for a joyride
in somebody's mind.
The more you use it,
the more it takes to get the same result.
It's a guaranteed franchise.
I'm not trying to create a market.
I'm looking for a weapon
that can be smuggled in, concealed easily,
and used to strike at our enemies,
learn their secrets,
perhaps even destroy them from the inside.
Whatever.
One warning--
this stuff is made primarily for humans.
It has a chemical master key
that can address the DNA sequence
of most non-human species.
But as far as I know,
there are no Narn telepaths.
You may not even carry the gene.
There are no Narn telepaths now.
But once, long ago, there were.
Yeah. What happened to them?
They and their families were exterminated.
The telepath gene has never been strong enough
in the survivors to breed a natural telepath.
Then maybe that little packet
contains more than you hoped for.
You can go now, Mr. Lindstrom.
We'll conclude our deal
once the product has been tested.
The product has never been tested on Narns.
It may not be safe.
It may have unpredictable results.
So who are you gonna sucker into volunteering?
That is not your concern.
Good day, Mr. Lindstrom.
It's hard getting used to the silence.
Uh, what silence?
Well, even when a telepath isn't scanning,
you pick up a constant background hum,
like voices just beyond what you can hear.
It's always there.
The sleepers turn it right off.
It's a strange feeling,
like walking with one of your eyes closed.
So quiet.
Oh, great. Maybe it'll help your insomnia.
Unnecessary.
I sleep peacefully and contentedly,
the sleep of the just.
Maybe the just might have
a few things to say about that, huh?
Ok.
That's enough.
You don't like me any more
than the Captain or Ivanova, that's fine.
But get this straight,
my blood is the same color as yours,
and what I do, I do to protect Earth,
same as you.
You don't like how I do it,
that's your prerogative.
But there are things going on out there
that you know nothing about,
threats to the human race
that no one ever hears about
because we stop them.
There's dangers all around us.
And whether you like us or not,
we may be all that stands between you
and the abyss.
[G'Kar moaning]
Mollari.
[Panting]
Woman's voice: I thought I was supposed to be up
for that promotion.
Woman's voice: My work's just as good as his.
Come on, ashi.
You're in on every black market deal
that goes on around here.
Anybody who wants
to move contraband through here,
they got to pay you and your boys to lay off.
So what's the going price for dust these days, huh?
How should I know?
I don't touch that stuff.
It's too hot.
I didn't ask you if you used it.
I'm not saying you're selling it.
And I don't even want to know what you'll touch.
See, all I know is
you got a piece of everything around here.
Either you know what's coming in
or you know somebody who knows.
I told you.
I don't know anything.
He's lying.
You stay out of my head.
Now, I've got rights.
I'm sorry.
Did I say something?
That happens sometimes.
When I feel strong emotion from 2 feet in front of me,
it just jumps out of my mouth
before I can stop it.
Lies are particularly bad that way.
Oh, uh, please.
Strike that from the record, Mr. Garibaldi.
As he says, officially, he has rights.
Unofficially, he's lying.
Try not to think about your complicity
in this any further, ashi.
Your thoughts are leaking all over the place.
Ok.
Look, this guy came to me,
said he wanted to bring dust through here,
a lot of it--crates and crates of the stuff.
Now, I handle small stuff,
expensive stuff that won't cause too much trouble.
Dust is nothing but trouble.
So, I said no.
The guy's still here, isn't he?
I asked you a question!
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. He's still here.
He's got a place somewhere
in the red sector under an assumed name.
He must have had at least a dozen fake identicards.
So which one is he using now?
Morgan something.
Morganstern. That's it.
He said he's got a shipment
coming in this afternoon...
Around 5:00.
[Beep beep]
[Door opens]
Get him out of here.
Stick him in holding
while we check out his story.
I thought the sleepers
kept you from scanning anyone.
That's right.
So how'd you know he was lying?
The odds were good
that he was lying about something.
Liars are always afraid
that somebody's going to see through them.
So I just provided him
with a vehicle for his paranoia.
Your Captain's opinions notwithstanding,
the badge and the uniform do have certain advantages.
Like intimidation?
Absolutely...
Just like your badge and your uniform.
This whole section--
I said, "I am not finished yet."
Now I am finished.
What did you think?
I really want your opinion
before I send my report back home.
Do you really think the Minbari can be trusted?
Oh, yes.
Why?
Ha ha ha.
Ah, Vir,
I have only seen political naivete!!
This complete once before
in a speech before the cerntarum
by Lord jarno.
When he was finished,
we recommended that he be sterilized
in the best interests of evolution.
And then we remembered
that he was married to lady alos.
So, really, there was no need.
Londo, the Minbari are very lovely people,
interested in culture and art--
decadent and soft.
Probably out to impose their views
on everyone else.
But their cities are thousands of years old.
A lack of new construction
is the surest sign of a faltering economy.
This could make them very aggressive.
They are deeply spiritual people.
That you can leave in.
It always scares people.
Londo, are you deliberately trying
to drive me insane?
The universe is already mad.
Anything else would be redundant.
Londo.
[Doorbell chimes]
Get that, would you?
Ahh.
Yes.
[Thud]
What did you drop now, Vir?
Vir.
Bester: We know where he is.
We could've just gone and picked him up.
Garibaldi: No go.
Guy like this is too smart
to keep the dust in his place.
If ashi's right about the shipment,
we can get him
and the evidence we need to bust him.
You see, there's this little thing
called due process.
We're kind of funny about it.
[Beep beep]
Anything yet?
Officer: Negative.
If I had my talent working,
I could've warned you when he was coming.
And if I had a baseball bat,
we could hang you from the ceiling
and play piñata.
I still think I should've gone right to G'Kar.
We have no evidence that he made the sale yet.
Why annoy the Narn without cause or if we're wrong?
Shut off the problem at the source,
and the rest attends to itself.
A piñata, huh?
So, you think of me
as something bright and cheerful,
full of toys and candy for young children.
Thank you.
That makes me feel much better about our relationship.
[Beep beep]
Right on time.
The boys in the lab say, "hello,"
and you're behind in payments.
They'll have it once the deal is concluded.
Haven't let you down yet, have I?
You're still alive, aren't you?
Now.
[High-pitched tone]
Aah! Aah!
On the floor! Do it!
Uhh.
[Man screams]
All right. Kill it.
[Tone stops]
I said, "on the floor."
Right here.
All right. Get him out of here.
Let's go.
Oh.
It is a beautiful thing.
And with any luck,
we got to it
before anyone else got hurt.
[Whimpering]
[Voice echoing] G'Kar.
I can see that you're obviously quite upset
and not quite yourself.
Perhaps, we sh-should--
yes, we will.
Aah!
Centauri diplomat: Your shuttle leaves
for Babylon 5 in 2 days.
I hope that gives you enough time
to put your affairs in order.
Before you go,
you'll be officially given title of Ambassador.
Obviously, we expect you to represent our people
as best you can.
Any questions?
Just one.
I would like to know why I was chosen for this honor.
No one else wants it.
The first four stations
were destroyed or vanished,
so it's not a very safe place to live,
and safety is much valued.
Frankly, it's a mess.
In other words, the position is really little more
than, what, a joke?
Yes.
And a bad one at that.
Ha ha ha.
I'm sorry, Londo.
If I could have assigned anyone else,
I would have,
but your name floated to the top,
and once Emperor Terhan saw it,
well, that was the end of it.
[G'Kar laughing]
Who would believe it?
The great and powerful Londo Mollari
got his job
because no one else was stupid enough to take it!
Get out of here!
I have nothing to say to you!
Ooh, but there's so much more to see, Mollari.
How does it feel to be helpless,
to be the victim?
Does it help you to understand how we feel?
Does it help you understand our pain?
Show me your secrets, Londo!
Show me your secrets!
What have you done?
Only what you asked me to do.
You had a problem with quadrant 37.
We took care of it for you.
Yes, but you killed 10,000 Narns!
I didn't know you cared.
10,000, 100,000, a million--
what's the difference?
They're Narns, Ambassador,
your sworn enemy.
Why don't you eliminate the entire Narn homeworld
while you're at it?
One thing at a time, Ambassador.
One thing at a time.
You...
It was you.
You were at the center of it all...
The others...The ones you're working with.
No, not anymore. It was a mistake.
I have nothing more to do with them!
Who are they?
Tell me!
Tell me, or I'll rip it from your mind.
No!
Then I'll take it from you
neuron by neuron-- all of it, Mollari!
All of it!
Dear g'quon...No more!
No more.
Narn: It is enough.
Who's there?
Narn: Just us.
Who are you?
I am...
Who I have always been.
Father.
It is too late for me, G'Kar.
It is not too late for you.
Honor my name.
Honor...
My name.
No.
Second Narn: We are a dying people, G'Kar.
So are the Centauri--
obsessed with each other's death
until death is all we can see
and death is all we deserve.
The Centauri started it.
And will you continue
until there are no more Narns
and no more Centauri?
If both sides are dead,
no one will care which side deserves the blame.
It no longer matters who started it, G'Kar.
It only matters who is suffering.
No.
No, I have an obligation
to honor my father's name.
And how have you chosen to honor that name?
What is there left for Narn
if all of creation falls around us?
There is nothing!
No hope, no dream, no future.
No life...
Unless we turn from the cycle of death
toward something greater.
If we are a dying people,
then let us die with honor
by helping the others as no one else can.
I don't understand.
Because you have let them distract you,
blind you with hate.
You cannot see the battle for what it is.
We are fighting to save one another.
We must realize we are not alone.
We rise and fall together.
And some of us must be sacrificed
if all are to be saved.
Because if we fail in this,
then none of us will be saved,
and the Narn...
Will be only a memory.
Narn's voice: You have the opportunity
here and now to choose,
to become something greater and nobler
and more difficult than you have been before.
The universe does not offer
such chances often, G'Kar.
Why now...
Why not earlier?
All this time...
Where have you been?
I have always been here.
[Flapping wings]
[Sobs]
Will he be all right?
I think so.
We'll know in a few hours.
You know, you shouldn't be out of bed yourself.
You got knocked around pretty bad.
I should be here.
He'll need me.
Doctor.
I'll be back.
Citizen G'Kar,
you are aware of the charges against you.
I am.
And you still decline
presence of counsel?
Very well.
To the charges of assault
on Ambassador Mollari,
assault on Vir Cotto,
use and purchase of prohibited material,
how do you plead?
Guilty, your honor.
Captain, you wish to speak
on behalf of the defendant?
Yes, your honor.
I would only point out that during the period
that he was under the influence of dust,
he was not acting rationally or deliberately.
And that may constitute extenuating circumstances.
I'm sorry, Captain. I can't agree.
Had G'Kar seized
the first person he came upon,
then your argument might carry some weight.
But he deliberately
went to Ambassador Mollari's quarters,
assaulted and seized his person.
In my book, that constitutes premeditation.
Since there are no outstanding points
to be contested,
and the plea has been entered,
I am ready to pass judgment.
Citizen G'Kar,
it is the decision of this court
that you be confined
to the station prison facilities
for a period of no less than 60 days.
Uh...
I'm sorry it had to go this way.
I, uh...
Thought you might like to have this
while you're, uh... Away.
No, you can keep it for now.
Besides...
I am now somewhat closer to the source.
Londo, your hot jala,
just the way you like it.
Oh, thanks, Vir.
It looks like both of us
have been through a war, hmm?
I just wish I could have stopped him.
Oh, no. He would have torn you to little pieces
and then stomped up and down on them.
And then he would have gotten nasty.
Ha ha ha! Ooh.
It is good to have you here again, Vir.
How long can you stay?
Another day or two, I hope.
No. I just got word.
I have to leave tonight.
Centauri Prime wants me back on Minbar
for some special ceremony.
Ah, well...
Good.
They are seeing the value in your position.
It should never be a joke to them, Vir.
Never let them think that.
I won't.
I hope you don't mind
the rush to get you off station, Mr. Bester,
but the doc says
that injection is gonna wear off soon,
and, well, you know how it is.
I do, indeed.
For what it's worth, Mr. Garibaldi,
I enjoyed working with you.
We made a good team.
Perhaps we'll do it again some time.
Not a chance.
You couldn't have gotten here
2 minutes earlier.
I tried to send to you,
but I couldn't get through.
Doesn't matter.
We'll finish our business here later.
You know,
I said all along this whole dust idea
wasn't going to work.
We spent 5 years developing the stuff,
tying it into latent genes,
and it hasn't produced one telepath
of acceptable strength
among the normal population.
Oh, well.
At least we got it
out of the hands of aliens
and back among the humans
where it belongs.
Narn's voice: We are fighting to save one another,
and some of us must be sacrificed
if all are to be saved.