Garibaldi.
Garibaldi, I got your message.
Ok, fine.
So another pointless meeting.
Here I am.
Why don't you take off?
I'll call you if I find out anything,
all right?
3 weeks, Garibaldi.
3 weeks since I asked you to help find my daughter.
I haven't been able to eat, I haven't been able to sleep
since we were separated during the raid on the arisia colony,
and all I get from you is silence,
except when you want more money,
more information, the same old questions
over and over.
Look, Ben--
she was the whole reason
I fought to stay alive during the raid.
She means everything to me.
Don't you understand?
Without her, I have nothing to live for.
Ben?
What?
Turn around.
Alison...
Oh, god...
Oh, I thought I'd never see you again.
Are you all right, baby?
She inhaled some morph gas during the raid.
Her lungs haven't healed yet, but the doc thinks
she'll be ok in about a week or so.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because then I wouldn't have been able to see this.
Kind of makes the job worth doing.
Which reminds me,
I've got your bill here somewhere.
There was nowhere else to go.
It took most of all of what we had,
and I'd give everything just to have--
there you go.
Uh, Mr. Garibaldi, there seems to be an error.
What are you talking about?
I've never overcharged anybody in my life.
No, no. No, the bill.
It's 1/3 your fee.
It is?
Yeah, it is.
Well, I am going to have to take this up
with bookkeeping. I mean,
this hardly even covers my expenses.
I--well, now that I think about it,
I am the bookkeeping department.
I'll tell you what.
I don't want to get me
into trouble over this, so, uh...
Why don't we just let it go at 30%?
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Just don't tell anyone.
It's bad for my business.
I'm sorry for what I said earlier.
I was wrong about you, Garibaldi.
Oh, that's all right.
I'm...I'm used to it.
Bye.
See you. Thanks.
Ahh...
He's there.
Why don't we wait till it gets a little quieter,
then we'll have a little talk with Mr. Garibaldi?
It's about time that he got his first assignment.
It'll give us a chance to find out
how Sincere he really is.
You going to tell him what he's getting into?
Let's see how he handles himself in a crunch.
If he comes through, we'll know that, uh...
We can move him up.
If he gets killed,
we'll know we got the wrong guy.
At this point,
Mr. Garibaldi is eminently...
Expendable.
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 the 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...
Captain, you wanted to see--
Captain?
I'm here.
You ok, Captain?
I'm fine.
I've been doing a great deal of thinking, Zack.
There are several hundred unpleasant things
I've been avoiding doing since I got back from Z'ha'dum.
Now with Delenn gone, I don't have any excuses.
I have to start taking care of them.
I checked Mr. Garibaldi's file.
When he resigned as chief of security,
regulations required that he turn in his link,
his identicard, and his weapon.
This has not been done. Why?
Well, he's going to come back
sooner or later, Captain.
Maybe he will, maybe he won't.
At the moment, he's not on the payroll.
Well, I just don't think he's going to take it very well,
that's all, Captain.
He knows the regs as well as we do.
He'll understand.
Captain, look,
I know the chief
better than almost anybody.
When you work with somebody
24 hours a day for 3 years,
you pick up a few things.
When he got back,
he couldn't wait to get back on the job.
Now, the way he walked away...
It just doesn't make any sense.
If you're going to wait for the universe
to start making sense,
you'll have a long wait ahead of you.
Meanwhile, I want this taken care of.
Today.
Yes, sir.
Captain,
can I ask...
Why the rush?
I don't like the company he's been keeping.
[Whistles]
I like what you've done with the place, Susan.
Stephen, welcome to the voice of the resistance.
When did you get back?
Oh, about an hour ago.
And how was Mars?
It was cold, dirty, crowded,
but at least we got the resistance on board.
I don't know how long we can keep them,
but for now, they're willing to work with us.
Marcus went off to brief the Captain,
and I heard what you were up to,
so I thought I'd come and check it out.
How's it going?
Well, the recorders are all hooked up.
We've adjusted the stellarcom system
to transmit on a broadband frequency
rather than point to point.
So technically,
we're ready to go.
Uh...but?
Well, there's just one little thing we don't have.
Power.
The I.S.N. Uses tachyon relay stations
to boost the signal through hyperspace.
Without that, the signals would take years
to get from Earth to here.
Well, have you tried patching into their system?
Oh, we tried it. It didn't work.
We can transfer the signal
throughout most of this sector,
but beyond that... I mean,
if we're going to broadcast
all the way back to Earth,
we're going to need a hell of a lot more power
than what we've got now,
and I don't know where we're going to get it.
I've been working on this for days,
I don't have a clue.
What about epsilon 3?
During the war, we evacuated
a lot of the wounded down there for safekeeping.
Now, I spent a lot of time looking around.
There's enough power down there to broadcast clear to the rim.
Or-- just a crazy thought--
we could try epsilon 3.
Yeah, you could do that, yeah.
I mean, it's the logical choice.
Anybody could see that in about 2 seconds.
Only a complete fool would fail to see that.
Well, I wouldn't--
it's absolutely obvious.
Well, I wouldn't have thought of it, that's for sure.
Oh, you're far too modest, Stephen.
No, no, no, that's why you get paid the big bucks, after all.
Yep, that's my job.
Well, if you'll excuse me,
I think there's a shuttle
with my name on it waiting for me.
Just...feel free. Look around.
I'll be back.
Ha!
You know, I like her.
Scares the hell out of me sometimes,
but I do like her.
Just, uh, don't tell her that, ok?
Hi, chief.
Hey, Zack.
How's it going?
So far...
Today...
Has been a great day.
You know, it reminds me
of why I went independent in the first place.
You know, up in the war room,
it's all just, well, pieces on the board.
Fleets, empires, all the big stuff.
You never get to see the faces
of the people you help.
It's...it's just not personal.
You never get to look into their eyes
and understand that...You know,
maybe you made their life just a little bit better.
So how's it going? It's going great.
How about with you?
Well, not so good.
The Captain sent me to talk to you.
Ahh, yes.
And what does his transcendence want from me now?
Your link,
your identicard, and, uh...
Your weapon.
[Laughs] Hey, come on,
that's ok.
I got a new civilian I.D., anyway,
a long time ago.
Now, the link,
I never liked the damn thing from the beginning.
You know, it's supposed to use that molecular bonding thing,
but every time I took it off,
it pulled the hairs off the back of my hand.
See? They don't grow back anymore.
[Laughs]
Now, the gun, uh...
I'm going to keep that, Zack.
I can't allow that.
Come on, Zack, this is me.
I'm running a private investigation company.
I can't go walking around unprotected.
Your PPG is military issue, chief.
Now, you still got your private license.
You can pick up another gun from somebody else.
He can't argue with that.
But he wants the gun you were issued
when you came aboard.
And the, uh, backup.
Anything else?
No. That'll do it.
Look, chief, I'm sorry.
It's the regs.
What was I supposed to do?
Say no.
He just would've sent somebody else.
Yeah, that's right.
But at least it wouldn't have come from you.
I could live with that a lot better.
C&c: Shuttle one, you are cleared to leave.
Ivanova: Roger that.
Oh! Time to hit the old silk.
Geronimoooo!
[Cartoon music]
[Clang]
[Babbling]
And...
All right.
[Lisping] Enough is enough.
This is the final--
the very, very last straw!
Who is responsible for this--this...
I demand that you show yourself!
Who are you,
huh?
Ain't I a stinker?
[Door beeps]
Garibaldi: Pause.
Who is it?
Wade.
Open.
Your timing sucks.
I was just about to have dinner.
What's up?
Got a job for you.
Well, business hours are 9:00 to 6:00.
You know where to find me.
This is a special job.
I don't think you'd want
to be holding this conversation in public.
You said that you didn't like the way
things were being handled around here.
You said that you wanted to help me and my friends.
Now you can.
I want to hire you as a bodyguard.
And an expediter.
You interested?
Depends, on who you want me to guard
and what you want me to expedite.
A contact from Earth
who does not want any official record
of this visit. My contact is coming
to do important business here.
He may run into problems with the people
we'll be dealing with.
And security.
So you want me to get this person past security,
no questions asked, no identicards, no checks.
Precisely.
If anyone knows
the vulnerable places on Babylon 5,
that would be you.
Of course, it means
going up against your own security team.
You have a problem with that?
If you'd asked me that question yesterday,
I'd have said yes.
Today...
No.
No, I don't have a problem with that at all.
I'm in.
C&c: Shuttle one,
you are cleared for atmospheric insertion.
Ivanova: Roger that, c&c.
Oh, excuse me. Hello.
Hello. Excuse me.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, i--i need to see draal--
oh, draal is very busy.
Have had 4 groundquakes on other side of planet.
Damaged weather control system
to great machine.
Zathras!
Yes?
What the hell are you doing here?
Zathras work here.
Zathras was born here.
You work up there,
zathras work down here.
You dress like that,
zathras dress like this.
That's not--
just covering all possibilities.
Zathras does not want you being confoosed.
Bye.
Whoa, wa-wait a minute. Wait. Wait.
You're not supposed to be here.
We left you 1,000 years in the past.
No. Yes.
We have never met before.
But zathras very pleased
to be meeting you.
No, no. We have met.
No--
oh!
No, no! Ha ha ha!
No, no, no.
No, no. Ha ha ha ha!
No. you...
Did not meet zathras.
You met...
Zathras.
Let's try this again.
As you wish.
Zathras came with us to Babylon 4.
Yes.
Zathras stayed in the past with valen.
You're zathras. Yes. Yes.
Therefore, you went into the past.
No. That was not zathras.
That was zathras.
Uh...
There are...
10 0f us,
all of family zathras,
each one named zathras.
Slight differences
in how you pronounce.
Zathras.
You are seeing now?
There are 10 of you?
Yes. Uh...
Well...
9 now.
And...zathras?
Gone.
Zathras warn zathras,
but zathras never listen to zathras.
Zathras was...
Quiet one in family.
So!
What can zathras be doing for you?
Well, we're, um,
trying to put together a facility
to broadcast messages back home and to the other colonies.
Now, we've got all the pieces that we need, but...
But not having enough power
to reach far places.
Ah ha ha! Now, now...
Yes, zathras understand.
Oh, everyone always coming to zathras
with problems.
Mmm...great responsibilities.
But zathras... Does not mind.
Zathras trained...
In crisis management.
That's great! Let's--
but...
Only zathras have no one to talk to.
No one manages poor zathras.
See? So zathras... Talks to dirt.
Sometimes...
Talks to walls.
Or talks to ceilings.
But dirt is closer.
Dirt is used to everyone walking on it.
Just like zathras.
But...
We have come to like it.
It is...
Our role.
It is...Our destiny
in the universe. [Laughs]
So you see,
sometimes,
dirt has insects in it,
and zathras likes insects.
Not so good for conversation,
but much protein for diet.
Hah! Mmm! Ha ha ha!
Ah, very good.
Oh, zathras fix now.
Come. This way.
9 of them. Oy!
Mr. Garibaldi, I'd remind you
that the docking area is that way.
Yeah, I know, but sometimes
you got to take a step back
before you can take one forward.
Come on.
I thought you turned in your station I.D.
I did, but I made a backup a long time ago
in case I ever got into trouble.
I just never thought I'd have to use it
to get around my own people.
[Beeping]
[Clank]
So what does your contact look like?
There's been a slight change in plan.
He couldn't make it.
You know, business, schedule, that kind of thing,
so he sent his wife in his place.
He wants her to start learning the ropes
so that she can take over
in case he's not available.
Which one is she?
She's that one.
Lise.
I don't understand you, Michael.
You've got a good life here. You've got history.
You've met this Sinclair character twice,
and now you're off to Babylon 5 just like that.
Doesn't what we have mean anything to you?
You think you've got something to prove,
that somehow, maybe taking this job will mean
the last 5 years didn't happen?
I'm part of those years, Michael,
and I will not go to Babylon 5 with you.
It's got to be one or the other.
When you make up your mind,
you know where to find me.
I've made a lot of mistakes in my life.
You're one of them.
I never should've left you. I realize that now.
I've got a couple of weeks leave coming soon,
and I'm going to take it on Mars.
I thought maybe we could work things out if--
Michael...
I can't.
If it's the job--
I'm married.
Oh.
His name is Franz.
We're expecting our first baby in September.
Yeah.
It's Lise Hampton-Edgars.
You know her?
Yeah.
We were going to get married
once upon a time.
So you want to tell me what happened, or shall I
just make something up and see if it fits?
I didn't know you were bill's contact.
They didn't tell me.
Not that part.
Somewhere between the last time I talked to you and now,
you lost one husband and got another.
Must've been the shortest separation in history
since I didn't even hear about it.
I found out Franz was having an affair.
I was going to file for divorce,
but he got there first.
And you know the courts back on Mars.
All the judges are appointed by Earth,
so they always favor Earth naturals
over martian-born.
I got nothing.
He got our baby girl.
I haven't seen her in over a year.
Last I heard,
he remarried, and when Deborah grows up,
they're not even going to tell her about me.
And you were so distraught
that you forgot where I was.
I didn't forget, Michael.
But I knew you were happy here.
It was the happiest I'd ever seen you.
I was mixed up. I was confused.
You finally had your life together.
What right did I have
to come and mess that up?
What right?
Lise...
You were my life.
That was a long time ago.
We're different people now.
6 months ago,
I found bill.
We hit it off.
He's a decent, caring man.
And we got married.
And now...
It's Lise Hampton...
Edgars.
Your husband's name is bill?
Bill ed--
you don't mean...
William Edgars?
William Edgars, who owns half of marsdome?
William Edgars, who's got more money than god?
That William Edgars?
[Whistles] Boy. Huh!
You certainly did trade up, Lise.
Wow.
He owns the largest medical research facility on Mars.
He probably spends more on chips and dip
than I earned in a year as chief of security.
Money's got nothing to do with it.
Oh, absolutely.
Now, this is the third time you've broken my heart,
and that's one more than you're entitled to.
And that's the last thing
I'm ever going to say about this.
Michael--
no, no. End of conversation.
Now, your husband hired me to do a job,
and I'm going to do it.
As far as I'm concerned,
you're just one more client.
And after you've gone back to Mars,
I'm going to make-believe
that none of this ever happened.
And you know what?
I don't need a drink anymore to do that.
I'm glad, Michael.
I'm sorry--
[door beeps]
Yeah?
Everything's set.
You two ready?
Couldn't be readier.
Ms. Edgars?
I have no idea how it was done.
It's quite astonishing
unless you have seen it with your own eyes.
Sheridan: Oh.
Come in, G'Kar.
I need you both in here for this. Please?
[Sighs]
By now, both of you have heard of the raids
against commercial transports along the borders
of the nonaligned worlds?
The war is over.
Everyone's resources are low.
Some people try to take advantage of that.
Pirates. Raiders.
Smaller worlds that didn't get involved in the war
now have a chance to expand their empires--
the drakh...
Drakh?
You've heard of them?
Well, uh...
A legend.
The kind you would use
to frighten small children at night.
They were ruthless, savage,
but extremely bright.
A very bad combination.
No one has seen them for centuries.
Well, they're back.
We believe they were at Z'ha'dum
working for the Shadows,
and now with them gone,
all their allies are on the loose,
armed with Shadow technology.
This is most unfortunate.
Yes, I agree.
After the last Shadow War,
the Rangers were assigned to watch the frontier
because the Shadows always came back sooner or later.
This time they're not coming back,
but their legacy remains.
So, I want to give the Rangers a new mission.
I want to assign the White Star fleet
to patrol the borders along the nonaligned worlds.
They'll watch out for raiders, drakh,
anyone engaged in hostile activities
against civilian transports, and intervene.
Then they won't be involved
in military campaigns, border wars?
That's not their mandate.
Their job is to maintain the peace
and protect civilians. Nothing more.
The other races
could see this as an act of aggression.
Putting your ships on their borders
could easily be interpreted
as a grab for power,
an attempt to form your own personal empire.
We'll only go where we're invited,
in exchange for technical support
and the authority to carry out their mission.
As much as it may astonish everyone
in the room, I agree with G'Kar.
You are playing a dangerous game, Captain.
That's why I called you here.
Everyone knows that the Narn and Centauri
don't agree on anything,
but if you both will allow the White Stars
to patrol the borders between your two empires--
we don't need anyone's help.
We can protect ourselves.
To allow this would be a sign of weakness.
Or a signal that it's time
to put our differences behind us and try
to build something for a change.
Look, it's easy to come together
for a common enemy.
Now our job is to come together
for a common goal. If you agree,
it will encourage the other races to sign on.
If you don't,
more civilians will be killed
while we stand around here arguing about it.
That's not fair.
No. No, it isn't.
But it happens to be true.
If we do nothing, their blood will be on our hands.
Is that what you want?
Is it?
Computer...
Status report.
Computer: Transferring updated security data
to main post.
Summary: 4 arrests in brown 3;
one customs infraction-- possession of dust;
one unauthorized entry recorded.
Unauthorized entry? Explain.
72 passengers disembarked mothak'cha.
71 entered through security.
Location of passenger 72 unknown.
Anything unusual in the area?
Negative.
Only one access recorded to customs bay.
Who was it?
Identicard record
indicates security chief Michael Garibaldi.
Garibaldi?
Computer, check records.
Is there more than one security identicard
registered to Mr. Garibaldi?
Confirmed.
Son of a...
All right.
This is a security override.
Cancel all identicard and station clearances
belonging to Michael Garibaldi.
Stand by.
I don't like meeting out in the open like this.
This is where he said to meet him,
this is where we meet him.
We should be safe in a public place like this,
shouldn't we?
You've never been to downbelow before.
Ms. Edgars?
Yes?
Where's your husband?
He couldn't make it. He asked me--
do you have it?
Wow.
You got some serious protection on this thing.
Who's he?
It's all right. It's a molecular isoblock.
It's harder than diamonds.
You can only open it
if you know the molecular code.
Fancy. What is it?
It's none of your concern.
It is if this stuff
is going to be used against anyone.
A package like this,
we're talking some serious contamination
if it gets into the wrong hands.
Am I right?
My husband is a humanitarian.
Yeah, right.
His researchers believe
there may be a genetic danger to some telepaths.
The gene that activates a telepath
may be mutating into something serious,
like some kind of virus.
This may hold the information we need to stop it.
And put, what,
another 10 billion credits into the hands
of the great humanitarian William Edgars?
So why all the cloak-and-dagger?
Don't want to start a panic.
The syndrome isn't even transferable to nontelepaths,
but facts don't get in the way of a good panic.
And there are a number of people
who want this in their hands.
Some to sell it and some to destroy it.
They'd like nothing more
than to see every telepath die on Earth,
because they're afraid of them.
We had to use alien researchers to unlock the genetic code.
It was too tough for the boys back home.
This stuff is extremely difficult to produce.
What's in that container is the product of 5 years hard work
and cost half a million credits.
So I had orders to only give it to Mr. Edgars
or his representative.
We can't afford--
we'd better get out of here.
I don't like some of the looks
we're starting to get.
Hey, I know you.
You were here last night with Carol.
I'm sure you're mistaken.
No, no, no. It was you.
Garibaldi: Look out!
Come on, keep moving!
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Garibaldi: Go! Go! Go!
This way, this way.
I thought you were supposed to be armed.
Yeah, well, I was. It's a long story.
Come on.
What's wrong?
Damn. They canceled my security clearance.
[Pounding and PPG blasts]
Damn!
Let me think.
All right, get back. Get back.
Watch out.
Hurry.
Right here.
Go.
Come on, come on. Keep moving.
Go ahead.
Let's go.
Come on, you next. Come on.
What about you?
I'll be right behind you. Go on.
Go ahead, that way. Straight, then right.
Go on. I'll catch up.
We can't leave you!
Wade, get her out of here.
Let's go. Let's go. Now!
Straight, then right.
Oh, hell.
No! Stop! Back away, now!
But you said--
I know what I said.
Come on, back up. Hurry!
Back up! Now! Move!
Move! Move! Move! Move!
Go! Go! Go! Come on!
We should be clear now, huh? You all right?
Yeah.
You?
Yeah.
Ok, listen.
We're going to be going to docking bay 3.
It's abandoned. Now, if we get separated,
I just want you to keep repeating,
"docking bay 3. Docking bay 3."
Just keep thinking that, all right?
Why? Just do it. Ok?
All right, you ready? All right, let's go.
Come on. I got you.
I got you.
This isn't docking bay 3.
Yeah, you're right, but you were so scared,
you were broadcasting all over the place.
They couldn't help but pick it up.
Drowned out everything I was thinking.
Telepaths.
It's got to be. That's the only way
they could have known where we were going.
Hey, Jake, listen.
I want you to find Zack.
I want you to tell him
that the shooters from brown sector are in bay 3.
I'll meet him there, all right? Go.
All right. I need you to get her
on the next transport out of here. Can you handle it?
Not without an identicard, no.
All right. I want you to see Drake
down in brown 14.
I popped him a couple of times for fake I.D.
You tell him to give you one,
or I'm going to take it out of his hide.
I got an appointment in bay 3.
I'm going to find out who those guys are
and what they're after.
All right, come on, go.
Come on.
I can't go like this, Michael.
Look, you got to go one way or another,
and I am going to miss you
one way or another. So just go on.
I just hope he's taking good care of you.
Come on, go.
Freeze! Drop 'em!
All right, who are you and what are you doing here?
To the future. [Bites down]
Holy...
Zack to med lab.
We need a team in bay 3 asap.
2 men down.
Looks like cyanide caps.
Great.
How'd it go?
Don't ask.
But I think we got the interface
worked out for the new system.
I'll know when I try it.
I better go tell the Captain.
I'd wait a little while if I were you.
I don't think he's in a very good mood right now.
Mr. Garibaldi,
I've got 3 dead bodies on the deck--
one in downbelow, 2 in bay 3.
Now, would you be so kind as to tell me
just what the hell happened?
I'm as much in the dark as you are, Captain.
They just came at us.
And the man they shot?
No idea.
He was there to meet with a client of mine.
You can assume that I don't know what it was about,
or you can assume that I'm lying
to protect the privacy of my clients,
but either way, that's all you're going to get out of me.
You've jeopardized this station.
And you damn near got me killed!
Now, I could have got out of there a hell of a lot easier
with 2 less bodies on the deck
if you hadn't canceled my identicard and taken my gun.
Now, as far as I can see,
I haven't broken any laws here.
Trespassing...
Violating station security,
unauthorized use of an identicard.
Come on, that's small-time, and you know it.
You want to fine me, go ahead.
I can afford it.
Beyond that, you got nothing.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm going to go take a shower and get some sleep,
because I have had a very long day.
Mr. Garibaldi.
You operate on this station at my sufferance.
I can shut you down if I choose to do so.
Anything like this ever happens again,
that's precisely what I'll do.
T-3, can you give me an e.T.A.
On collector attachment?
T-3: Roger, control.
We're moving the collector into position
and should achieve lockdown in 7.
Attachment team, did you copy that?
[Beeping]
Great. What now?
Computer, what have you got?
Computer: Voice authorization needed
to deliver waiting message.
From whom?
Lise Hampton.
Not Lise Hampton-Edgars?
Lise Hampton.
No, that's all over.
Delete message.
Just let it go.
[Beeping]
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
What is it?
Man: Is this Mr. Garibaldi?
Yeah. Who's this?
William Edgars. I wanted you to know
that Lise has arrived home safe and sound.
Good. That's good. Anything else?
I heard what you did and how you did it.
You handled yourself well under pressure,
and you saved the life of my wife.
Thank you.
Just part of the service.
Perhaps.
I've done some checking on you, Mr. Garibaldi.
My organization could use a man like you.
I'd like to hire you on retainer.
You'd have to come here to Mars,
but I promise I can make it worth your while.
What about the quarantine?
Shouldn't be a problem.
You've quit as head of security,
so, frankly, I don't think anyone
is much interested in you anymore,
and if they are, well,
I have some influence with the government.
I'm sure we can work this out...
If you're interested.
Yeah...
I'm interested.
This is Commander Susan Ivanova of Babylon 5,
and this is the first official broadcast
of the new voice of the resistance.
We're sending this signal out to every ship
that wants to hear the truth,
to our fallen comrades and freedom fighters
on Mars in Proxima 3, and to Earth,
which, despite what you may have heard,
is still our home
and still the one dream that we are as loyal to now
as we ever have been.
Over the last 3 years,
ever since President Clark took over
after arranging the assassination
of President Santiago,
you have been hearing nothing but misinformation,
propaganda, and outright lies.
Now we're going to tell you the truth,
and we're going to keep telling it
until they shut us down
or until President Clark steps down
and returns Earth to the hands of its people.
You can kill us, you can bomb our colonies,
destroy our ships, murder innocent civilians,
but you cannot kill the truth,
and the truth is back in business.