Ivanova, good.
I was just about to call you.
I've been going over these reports,
trying to figure out
how we're going to get along
with all our supply shipments from Earth
cut off by the embargo.
We've got 2, maybe 3 months of reserves.
Then we are going to start running out of things.
Small things at first,
then more important things.
If something breaks,
we may not be able to fix it.
And you can forget the spare parts
for the fighters.
Well, we can go black market if we have to.
We will. Even that's going to be tough.
The black market survives
only so long as the money outweighs the risk.
Now with imprisonment
for anyone caught bringing supplies here--
I'll start lining it up.
You sure?
The type of people you'll be dealing with are--
I'm looking forward to it.
It'll keep you hands clean, give you deniability,
and take some of the weight off your shoulders.
I appreciate it. Thanks.
Speaking of which...
As of now, I'm relieving you of command.
Ivanova, your sense of humor
has always been on the edge of good taste, but--
I'm serious, John.
On what grounds?
You haven't taken any personal time
in over 9 months,
and in that time,
we have broken away from Earth,
fought a war,
you've been declared dead at least once--
and you know how tiring that can be.
Be sensible. Ivanova--
we still have Earth to deal with,
and we can't do that
until all of our pieces are in place.
Just take a day or 2 for yourself.
You may not get another break for a long time.
There isn't much chance
of me winning this argument, is there?
None whatsoever.
I never give up when I'm right.
Your only option is surrender.
Who taught you to negotiate like that?
You did.
Oh.
Well, then I assume this enforced vacation
is to begin immediately?
It started when I walked in that door.
Ah.
Oh, uh,
any word from Franklin or Marcus?
No. They were only supposed to break communications
after making contact with the resistance.
They should be almost to Mars by now.
Yeah.
I--
ahem.
7 sisters?
7?
Aside the ship?
Stars.
Well, that was easy. My turn.
Best of 5.
I spy with my little eye
something beginning with "b."
Boxes.
Right.
I spy with my little eye something beginning with "m."
More boxes.
2 in a row.
And that's when I shot him, your honor.
I spy with my little eye something beginning with "e."
I--i give up.
Oh, come on.
This better not be what--
both: Even more boxes.
Look, Marcus, look, you know,
don't misunderstand me, all right?
You're a nice guy. I like you.
I--i--i--respect you,
but after being cooped up for 2 weeks with you,
I'm about ready to--
and I really hate when you do that.
[Man groaning]
It would appear we have a spy on our hands, Stephen.
It was the year of fire.
The year of destruction.
The year we took back what was ours.
It was the year of rebirth.
The year of great sadness.
The year of pain...
And a year of joy.
It was a new age.
It was the end of history.
It was the year everything changed.
The year is 2261.
The place...
All right, who are you and where'd you come from?
There's an access panel behind the hold,
over there on that side.
I checked it when we came through.
It was locked.
I've got the key.
The pilot's my brother.
He lets me travel around with him,
you know, do a little business,
none of those damn transit forms
to fill out.
Why didn't he tell us about you?
Probably forgot.
I get forgotten so many times, i--
well, I forget.
[Breathing hard]
Your friend's fast.
Got right up behind me,
never even heard him. Ha ha.
Me, I'm built for endurance, wit,
pleasures of the mind,
pleasures of the body. Ha ha ha ha!
My name's John Demeter.
Uh, but most everybody calls me Captain Jack.
Ha ha ha ha!
And you are, uh...
Passing through.
Look, I tell you what...
You see these boxes here?
Right.
Pretend there's a very large dragon
on the other side of the cargo hold,
and if you pass this point...
Mm.
It will eat you.
You stay on your side,
and we'll stay on ours.
Right. Ha ha ha. Well, as you say.
Far from friendly,
but that's no concern of mine.
Ha ha ha. No, uh, uh,
Captain Jack is not the sort
to push himself on others
when he's not wanted.
I was just going to offer
to share my dinner with ya.
You know, brothers of the great space highway
have got to stick together. Ha ha ha.
We have our dinner, thank you.
Oh, yes,
so I see.
Meal bars, is it?
Kind of dry, nasty kind of mealy things.
Chew 'em all day, still taste like sand.
Me,
I go for insta-heats.
[Sniffs]
Oh, ho ho ho.
That's beef and potato.
Yeah. The least of my inventory,
a tiny taste of home.
I deal in wonders and sensualities,
a thousand delicacies from a hundred worlds.
As I said,
pleasures of the mind,
pleasures of the body.
Come along, Stephen.
Now, we don't want to be rude.
No contact, remember?
Computer voice: Entertainment channel
unavailable due to jamming.
Movie channel unavailable due to jamming.
Sports channel unavailable due to jamming.
Adult channel unavailable due to jamming.
ISN available.
Announcer: ...As we continue the rebroadcast
of our story covering recent events aboard Babylon 5
for all our friends and viewers in grid epsilon.
Look, don't get me wrong.
I like Sheridan. He's...
I don't know, he's just different
since he got back from alien space.
It's--sometimes he thinks he's the second coming, and he...
He--he has like a god complex.
You can't talk to him anymore. He doesn't listen.
Well, that's-- that's not true.
He listens to Delenn,
this other alien Lorien who was here for a while,
maybe a few others.
I just wasn't comfortable with the situation anymore.
You know, he--he thinks he knows what's best
for everybody else.
Now, maybe that goes with being a C.O.,
but this, I...
[Sighs]
I just think he's gone over the top.
Randall: Do you think you'll get into trouble
for saying this?
Garibaldi: Yeah, probably.
But somebody's got to say something.
[Beep]
Michael, you got a minute?
Yeah. Make it quick.
I've been meaning to talk to you about something.
Yeah, yeah, the ISN interview.
Look, Captain, I don't work for you anymore.
I know, and I supported your decision, but--
yeah, but now you don't like it
because I'm challenging your authority, right?
There's a difference between challenging and undermining.
Now, your opinion--
is my opinion. I'm entitled.
You know, I thought free speech
was one of the things
you were supposed to be fighting for.
I'm just trying to find out
where all this anger is coming from.
I thought we were friends.
Yeah, well, uh, maybe we both thought wrong.
Michael, we've got everything on the line right now.
Clark's propaganda is doing a good enough job
of smearing us
without one of us giving it credibility.
Now, what you said about me, I really don't care.
But you're damaging the cause and hurting the station.
It wouldn't be so bad
if I at least understood it, but I don't.
If I did something to--to upset you, i--
look, it would take too long to explain,
and I don't have the time.
You see, I'm meeting a client in a few minutes,
and he doesn't like authority figures,
whether they're in or out of uniform.
So why don't you go back to playing god
and let the rest of us mere mortals
get back to business?
All right, if that's the way you want it, fine.
I don't know what's gotten into you,
but it's not my problem anymore.
I've got a job to do,
and I can't let anyone interfere with that,
not even you.
Now, privately, you think what you want,
but publicly,
I don't want to hear this stuff anymore.
Otherwise, I'm going to have to make things
difficult for you around here.
I don't want to have to do that, but I will.
Don't threaten me, Sheridan.
I'm a private citizen now.
With an obligation to keep the oath
you gave me and Ivanova
and the alliance.
You held a position of authority here.
Because of that,
people took stock in what you say.
You broke that trust.
You knew what was at stake with that interview,
and you deliberately gave aid and comfort
to the enemy in front of a billion people!
Oh, a little criticism
and the whole universe starts falling--
enough!
Now, if you've got a legitimate complaint,
you make it!
But if it's a personal attack in disguise,
it stops right here.
Hey, I didn't make this personal.
You did that all by yourself.
What are you talking about?
The people who work for you--
they're not following the cause, they're following you.
Did you ever hear of a little thing called
a cult of personality? Well, it's not about us,
it's not about doing what's right,
it's about how you're fulfilling prophecy,
how you went to Z'ha'dum and came back alive.
Hell, you even came back from the dead.
Could we possibly get any more messianic than that?
You know what the real problem is,
is that you're starting to buy into your own publicity.
And maybe, just maybe it's time that somebody
punches a hole in that.
Someone like you?
Yeah.
I don't buy it.
It's just a cheap excuse for crummy behavior.
Bottom line is, you're misusing your authority
and I won't have it.
You want to be mad at me, fine!
You be mad at me!
But don't hurt everyone else
just to get at me.
Would you like me to tell you,
in explicit medical terminology,
exactly what this tastes like?
Now, what have we got here?
Beef stroganoff. Oh...[Sniffs]...
What a delicious aroma.
We stay clear of everyone until we meet our contact.
Then when we can verify the pass phrase, we can--
Lyta had a little Vorlon,
her skin was pale as snow.
And everywhere that Lyta went,
her Vorlon was sure to go.
Ha ha ha ha.
Why didn't you just say that in the first place?
I wanted to check you out first.
Captain Jack hasn't lived this long
by being stupid, now, has he?
Go on, have a seat. Help yourself.
I got your new identity cards here somewheres.
Ouch!
Careful, now, that's hot.
It's a good job, really. Ha ha.
I get to handle first contacts
for the underground,
and, uh, well, they let me ride for free.
I can bring in anything I like.
Uh, oop, here we go.
Ah. Now, uh, there's just one thing.
We don't usually have people
coming through here in pairs.
Uh, most of the resistance, uh, travel light,
travel alone.
So to get travel permits
for the two of you together,
well, our access to the transit bureau
is limited to...
Whatever we can steal. Ha ha ha!
So--ha ha--ahem, you're Jim fennerman,
and you're Daniel Lane,
a young married couple on holiday to Mars
for their honeymoon.
Ha ha ha ha.
P.A.: Attention all passengers,
we are about to enter Mars orbit.
Please stand by to disembark.
Well, shall we go, darling?
Evening.
Thought we might have a word
about you and your former friend Captain Sheridan.
Couldn't help but notice earlier
you and he aren't exactly getting on.
What's it to you?
I thought you might like to know there are other people
who feel the same way you do,
who aren't exactly thrilled
about one of our own turning against Earth.
It's no good.
It's no good for business,
for the President.
It's no good for anyone.
So I thought we could have a word,
see what else we might have in common.
You mean besides, uh,
the both of us sleeping with your sister?
You can do better than that, Garibaldi.
I know you can.
'Cause my information on you is very extensive.
Which leads me to wonder,
are your objections only half-hearted,
more form than substance?
You wonder all you want. I got places to be.
Ahem. There is, uh, one other thing
that you might want to consider, Mr. Garibaldi,
and that is, a man can become a threat
to the very cause he professes to believe in.
I don't know what it is. His ambition, his ego,
his sense of personal destiny gets in the way.
Under other circumstances,
he would want somebody to intervene
before the wrong people got hurt.
Now, if indeed Sheridan has lost his way,
don't you feel obligated to intervene,
at least for the sake of others?
I won't sell him out.
You're the only one who can clearly see
what the hell's really going on, Garibaldi.
Open up your eyes.
You tell me something. Can you sleep at night
knowing everything could just slip away
because of one man, huh?
You tell me, can you stand by and watch
everything that you've worked for
die right before your eyes,
knowing that you could have done something to stop it?
Can you?
Captain Jack: Oh, the others
are gonna be real glad to see you, yes, sir.
Ha ha! You wouldn't believe half the stories
we've heard about Babylon 5 this last year.
Such as?
Crazy things.
One story had your lot coming in here
with an alien fleet
to take over the whole operation yourselves.
Ha ha ha ha!
Then we had a reliable report
that said you decided to write off everybody back here
and hang us out to dry.
The Captain's never forgotten about Mars.
We just haven't had a chance
to do anything about it till now,
what with the war and all.
Right. Well...
What war?
What do you mean, what war?
Well, nothing personal, but you got to understand,
we don't hear a lot about what's going on out there.
I mean, aliens fighting aliens...
Doesn't really involve us, now, does it?
You should bloody well hope it does.
I don't believe you haven't heard anything.
Well, we--we get reports, of course.
A few pilots came through here, poof, last summer
mentioned something was going on.
We figured they was just making up stories
to try and impress people.
We've heard some pretty wild things,
real end-of-the-world sort of stuff.
You'd love it.
You got to remember, now, we've been embargoed
same as you. Even longer.
Why, just the other day, i--i...
Who won?
We did. We all did.
Oh, yes, well...
Good for us.
Just my luck.
First time in my life I'm a war hero
and nobody knows about it.
And worst of all, I'm married to you.
Well, that's not my idea.
Oh, you say that now.
Tell that to your mother.
She never stopped calling us about it.
"So when's the big day?
"I've got to pick out patterns.
Your father isn't going to live forever."
And on and on and on and on.
I hate this. I really hate this.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
You're just nervous, that's all.
You'll get used to it.
Next thing, he'll be locking himself
in the bathroom all night.
Ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha!
Pilot: Please advise Commander Ivanova
we have the cargo she wanted.
Man: Confirmed, shuttle.
We'll have security standing by.
I realize in the past that we've had our little...
Ups and downs.
I mean, some of you have tried to smuggle in...
Dust...
Weapons...
Other items on our prohibited list,
and we've had to come down on you.
That's our job.
Most days, nobody gets hurt.
Oh, is the arm feeling better now?
Yeah, sure, fine.
Except when it rains
and it hurts all up through here where you--
yes, well, since it never rains
on Babylon 5,
that should encourage you
to spend more time here.
But we hardly see any of you anymore.
Things are different now.
Used to be we'd get caught,
we'd spend a couple of days in the brig.
Yeah, maybe somebody gets tossed around,
but nobody gets killed or stuck in prison for life.
If those Earth patrol catch us
running shipments into Babylon 5...
[Sighs]
No.
Mm-mmm.
No deal.
Same here. The dust market's gone down.
And since the war,
there's guns all over the place.
Nobody's buying.
Profits are down everywhere.
Well, then perhaps now would be a good time
to invest in the future.
The future.
Look, here's what I'm offering.
Instead of the usual destructive crap
you guys bring in here,
I want you to start transporting
useful things--
those food items that we can't grow here,
medicines we can't fabricate,
spare parts for fighters and shuttles and other ships.
Did I say something funny?
Get real, Ivanova. There's no profit in that,
not enough to justify the risk.
That's where you're wrong. First, if you cooperate,
we'll provide fighter escorts to protect your ships,
starting as far away as 4 jumps from here.
Now, that should cut down on your risk factor.
Second, for as long as you're operating on our behalf,
we will take care of your ships.
We've got the best mechanics in the sector.
Maintenance, fuel, you name it, no cost.
We'll upgrade your data systems and supercharge your engines.
And, if you have an accident, we'll repair your ships.
And sooner or later, your ships will have accidents.
My pilots don't have accidents.
They will. I'll see to it.
You wouldn't.
I've got a 200-megawatt pulse Cannon
in the forward cargo bay that says otherwise.
The odds of you having such an accident
are greatly reduced once you sign on with us.
And since we'll be maintaining your ships,
it would be in your best interest
to keep us supplied with fresh parts.
You're not going to get rich,
but take my word for it, you're going to make a profit.
And finally, I don't want to name names or anything,
but, uh, we did a little checking around,
and some of you are wanted by Earthgov
on charges ranging from...
Trespassing...
To arms smuggling...
To assault on Earth property.
Now, once all of this is over,
we are willing to overlook all of that.
Everyone's entitled to a fresh start.
You're even willing to forget about that business--
yes, even though it did make Mr. Garibaldi's
hair fall out.
You had no way of knowing what was in that bottle.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it,
just in case he asks.
You only bring in what we tell you to bring in.
No weapons, no dust,
no more illegal or dangerous items.
You play it clean and we'll work with you.
Look, you'll have more money,
your ships will be in perfect running order,
and you'll have an investment in the future.
What more could you ask for?
You seeing anybody, Ivanova?
Once you've been cleared, they'll call in
the other big shots with the resistance
so's you can talk with them.
Uh...
You sure you know where you're going?
Well, a resistance cell
isn't exactly going to be on a map
in the martian tourist bureau, now, is it?
We had to move into these old mining tunnels.
Only way we could guard against a frontal assault.
Trust Captain Jack.
He'll get you where you want to go.
I don't trust anyone
who talks of themselves in the third person.
Right. Here we are.
Right up through there.
That's far enough.
Move, you die instantly.
Just take it slow and easy,
nobody gets hurt.
Up against the wall. Over there.
Look, I don't understand.
Now, you were told to expect us.
We're expecting all kinds of people.
Whether you're one of them or not,
we'll have to see.
Now, up against it!
Good job, Jack.
Ha ha. All part of the service.
Where's number--
not now.
Check this out.
Oh, I seen these before.
Took one off a dead Minbari during the war.
Not the sort of thing
I'd expect to see one of us carrying around.
I'm a Ranger.
That so?
Well, you're a long way from Texas, son,
and that ain't the right accent.
Let's go.
Look, can we talk to somebody in charge?
That'd be me.
I'm number 2 around here.
Then can we talk to number 1?
That's what I'm trying to decide.
See, we got word a hit squad was being sent
to take out the head of Mars resistance.
Said they might be coming in
from one of the outer sectors,
and here you two come in right on cue.
Well, you can't believe--
you'd be surprised
the number of things I can believe.
Around here, we only got 2 types.
The suspicious...
And the dead.
I trust the people I know and nobody else.
Look, i--i don't understand.
Now, this should have been cleared before we got here.
They've been jamming our transmissions
for 6 months.
Now, we only got a partial message
saying someone's coming in
from Babylon 5.
Never got a clear I.D.
Tell you what...
Since I don't want to appear inhospitable,
give me your identity cards.
The real ones.
We'll check the DNA code on here
against your blood type.
That'll tell me
if they really belong to you.
Then we'll pull partial I.D. Codes,
see if we can get a clear signal
to Babylon 5,
try for a match on the rest.
Anyone on the outside,
look like a frequency check.
If it matches,
we'll talk.
If it doesn't,
you two gonna leave here feet first.
Now, let's have 'em.
Now that I've finished my work,
I'd like to give my regards to number--
you better wait here.
Why?
You're their contact.
A friendly voice
might help calm them down a bit.
This will take a few hours,
so you may as well get comfortable.
You get the blood sample.
And if they do anything you don't like...
Shoot to kill.
If you could look any more unhappy,
please do not tell me.
There are some things I would rather not know.
I'm just mad at myself.
I went to Michael today.
I figured we could talk this through.
Well, we ended up going around and around,
and I got hot, then he got hot,
then I stormed out.
He's like a complete stranger.
A few months ago
I would have trusted him with my life.
But now...
I don't know.
I sometimes feel like i--well,
I'm better at fighting wars
than relationships.
You know, I keep thinking that I can turn him around
if I could just figure out the right words.
He has to find his own way,
and so do you.
In the past, those two paths have crossed.
Now perhaps they don't.
It is the way of things.
I know.
It doesn't make it any easier.
Anyway, I didn't mean to get so morose.
You came looking for me for a reason.
Ivanova tells me
that you have taken the day off.
Mm-hmm. At gunpoint.
Then, um, this may be a good time.
Um...
As you know, when Minbari become close,
as we have become close--
not another ritual.
It is our tradition--
I'm just about ritualed out.
John...
Well, how many more of these rituals are there?
Um, depending on the length of time we take
before fully committing to one another,
which clan is in dominance at the time,
the types and amounts of offerings made at temple,
as many as, um...
Oh...47.
No, no, no, no. 50.
50?
50.
Anyone ever elope on your world?
It has happened.
But it is always a great disgrace.
A disgrace to the family, the caste, the clan...
Got it.
This is why Minbari
do not have problems with relationships.
We have a ritual for everything.
For being together, for being apart,
for meeting, for saying good-bye,
for solving disputes...
All right, all right, all right.
Which is this one?
It is called shan-fall,
the third movement of preparation
and mutual understanding.
Oh, that old one, yeah.
In a little while, you come to my quarters,
where we spend the night together
discovering one another's centers of pleasure.
It is done with great deliberation...
Prayerfully,
with respect and meditation.
It is good for us to know all we can
about one another should we continue
the joining of our hearts and our blood.
So...
You can meet me there.
Unless, of course,
you can find something of equal value
sitting here and staring at plants
and feeling guilty about things
you cannot change.
Nope.
Damn. Hot down here.
How can you stand it in that coat?
It's fine. Fine.
Guess you get used to it after a while.
You eating another one of those things, Jack?
Ha. Thought you were on a diet.
Yes, well, uh...
Important people have larger appetites.
Look, uh, I'm--I'm sorry about what happened.
You want to see something?
All right.
That's my daughter elysha.
Just turned 18 2 days ago.
Can't send her a birthday greeting,
not with this embargo and all.
But I think she understands.
She's gorgeous.
Yeah.
She's the Alpha and omega of my soul.
First thing I think about in the morning...
Last thing I think about at night.
I been doing most of my business for her.
You know, a little security from her old man.
Give her something to be proud of.
Is this her address on the back?
Yeah. Ha ha...
Yeah. I kept forgetting it,
so I finally had to write it down.
Block this, subsection that, city district something...
Whatever happened to good old addresses?
That's what I'd like to know.
Have you ever met number 1 before?
Many times.
We're very close.
I, uh, I wanted to bring her back something,
but I couldn't find anything on my last run.
But that's always the way it is at deneb 4.
Nothing there.
But I thought that--
all right, all right.
Hands behind your heads. Move!
What?
What's wrong?
The I.D. Numbers you gave us
didn't check out.
And the DNA...
Didn't match.
That's what's wrong.
That's impossible.
What'd you do with our contacts?
You got 30 seconds.
We didn't do anything.
Wrong answer!
20 seconds.
First we kill him, then you.
Make it 2 minutes.
You shouldn't be here.
I want to see them for myself.
You are exposing yourself to risk.
It's the nature of the job.
I want to know what they're up to.
Marcus.
I see it.
Get down!
Let's go.
What the hell was that?
I don't know. I've never seen anything like it.
Whatever it was, it was on Captain Jack.
Where is he?
We found your real identity card.
Jack must have switched 'em for the fakes
when you were handing them over.
I don't understand.
Why'd he do it?
He's been with us for years.
He may not have had a choice.
How so?
The skin of this thing is covered with micro-fibers
that dig into the skin
and hook into the neural system.
The whole thing...
It's built like a series of synaptic relays
with a symbiotic--
in english, doc.
This entity...
Can cut into the neural pathways
and override them.
Now, some of the micro-fibers are fresh,
so my guess is...
That its control over a given host
grows at it does.
A parasite.
I hate parasites,
nasty little buggers.
So this was controlling him the whole time?
Yeah, mostly.
It wouldn't let him warn us.
It didn't notice the small things
he kept doing, though.
He kept trying to tell me
that something was wrong without actually saying it.
The way he kept his coat on even though he was sweating,
saying there was nothing on deneb worth buying
when it's the biggest colony market in the area,
and giving me his daughter's address...
To contact her in case he didn't survive this.
We lost him when he got topside
and hopped a tube.
Does he still have his comset?
I didn't find it anywhere.
But we did find something else.
He broke into a weapons case.
Took a thermal grenade.
[Comset beeps]
[Beep beep]
Number 1: Jack?
Jack, it's me.
Yes?
What happened wasn't your fault.
Come on back.
It's ok. Nobody got hurt.
I can't do that.
They knew who I was.
They found me in the middle of the night.
Then they put that thing...On me.
In me!
I, uh, I wanted to warn you about it.
I couldn't say anything. It wouldn't let me!
Now it's--now it's too late.
No! It's not.
We killed the thing.
You killed a part of it.
But, see, ya...
Ya can't remove the whole thing.
The thing of it is...
The damned thing of it is...
They grow back.
They always... Grow back.
Jack...listen to me.
Don't do anything stupid.
They say these, uh...
Tunnels can withstand just about anything.
I've always wondered if that was true or not.
I guess I'll... Finally find out
what my...Tax money's been doin' all these years.
Jack, don't be a--
Thank you.
Ok.
Michael.
Uh, look, uh...
I want to apologize
for losing my temper earlier.
I--i think we should try this again.
You're him.
You're Sheridan!
Uh, yes, I am.
Uh, I'm sorry--
you went to Z'ha'dum, and you died,
and you returned
with the knowledge of good and evil.
You understand.
Yeah, look, it's not what you think.
You got that right.
Just a blessing, that's all I ask. Please!
Sheridan: I-I'm sorry--
come on! He's not the pope!
He doesn't look anything like her!
Let me go! You know the truth!
You've seen the truth!
Hey, leave her alone!
Let me go!
You like this? Is that it?
You're hurting her!
He is not what he appears to be!
Give it up, will ya?!
I said let her go!
It's all right!
It's all right. It's all right.
Because of everything we've been through before,
you get that one free.
The next one, I'll take your head off.
Sheridan: Come on.
Damn it!
[Doorbell beeps]
Delenn: Yes?
It's me.
Delenn, you wouldn't believe
the kind of day I've--
uh--yes?
I--i thought we were going to be alone.
I mean, what are they--
they're here for the ritual.
When we discover one another's pleasure centers,
they wait outside to pray and meditate
and ensure that things do not go too far.
It is our tradition.
They're going to be out here?
Yes.
While we're in there?
Yes.
[Whispering] I can't.
Delenn, i--i can't
in front of other-- no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.
John, it matters to me that we do this properly,
in keeping with the values and traditions of our people.
I--
as the engagement ring meant so much to you,
our ceremonies mean just as much to us.
Please stay.
"Whoo-hoo"?
I heard back
from the other leaders in the resistance.
They're on their way, but it'll take a couple of days.
It looks like you're stuck here for a while.
Typical.
Nothing on this trip has been easy.
I don't suppose there's anyplace around here
we could stay.
I hotlinked your fake identicards
to a hotel I know.
They don't ask questions,
and they don't see what we don't want them to see.
Meanwhile, I was going to go out,
get some dinner.
If you'd like to join me...
Why don't you two go on ahead,
and I'll meet you at the hotel later?
Are you sure?
Positive.
Oh! Wh-where will I find you?
The red planet hotel.
For some reason,
they gave you two the honeymoon suite.
Right.
Fine.
I'll remind you of this
when we decide on custody of the children.
Hear you were lookin' for me.
Yeah.
I also hear that you had
a little dust-up with Sheridan.
Yeah.
Look, I, uh...
I think he's lost it.
He's starting to believe the things
everybody's been saying about him
and buying into this hero worship stuff.
It's become about him,
not what we've been saying,
not what we've been fighting for.
And if he could see straight,
he'd agree with me, but, uh...
In the end...
We're going to lose everything
we've been working for because of one man.
That's what happens.
That's exactly what happens
when one man begins to matter more than the cause.
Are you with us?
I won't hurt him.
No one's asking you to.
You give him to us when we tell you to.
We'll see to it
that he gets the help that he needs.
Are you with us?
I'm with you.