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Yes?

Uh, Delenn,
my apologies for waking you

but when I saw your message
I thought I had

to contact you at once
to see if there's a problem.

What problem?

We would never let
someone of your stature

go without assistance
for very long.

And we're fully prepared
to send along

as many potential replacements
as you like

uh, knowing
that you've always been

so wonderfully egalitarian.

Uh, we can even
fill the position

with three assistants,
one from each caste--

Ruell.
What are you talking about?

- I sent you no message.
- Oh, you didn't?

No! And what is this
about a replacement?

I'm sorry, I thought you knew.

Uh, the message is a request,
you see, in your name

uh, for the replacement
of your assistant, Lennier.

'He has made arrangements
to return home.'

What? For how long?

Well, I believe
the request stated

that his return
would be permanent.

No! No, no!

This is completely unacceptable!

- Londo, maybe we should--
- Please!

Uh, do you know
what this is, hm?

No, I can see you do not.

You have that vacant look
in your eyes that says

"Hold my head to your ear,
you'll hear the sea."

This is Brivari,
very old Brivari

very expensive Brivari.

Do you understand Brivari, hm?

'No, it is a delicate drink'

and the flavor
is extremely fragile.

It must be kept at a constant
temperature at all times!

If you were to impound it

and stick it
in a hot, little room

in a matter of hours,
the flavor would bleed away

and vanish like the synapses
in your brain!

Lo-Londo, please.

I'm sorry, ambassador,
but I have my orders.

You see, we've had a problem
with infestation recently.

So on all incoming foods

there's a minimum
three-day impound.

Well, do you see, Vir?

You give someone
a little authority and a badge

and he thinks
he runs the universe.

Five years
I have been on this station

and never once has my shipment
of Brivari been quarantined

for health inspection.

This is an insult!

Londo, please, let me try
to handle this, okay?

Please?

M-Mr. Allan, may I, please?

You are more than welcome
to try, Vir.

No, here, take my shoe.

It will be
as useful to you as he is.

Mr. Allan.

I hope you understand,
but the ambassador

'has been under a great deal
of strain lately.'

'And, you know, he is about
to become the emperor, so..'

'I don't care
if he's been declared'

'high eminent favah
of the Imperial Galaxy'

'the Brivari stays here.'

What the..

Londo!

Zack to Medlab.

Here we got an emergency
down in Impound 31.

Get me a med team
down here stat!

And so it begins.

- There's a hole in your mind. - What do you want?

No one here is exactly
what he appears.

Nothing's the same anymore.

Commander Sinclair's
being reassigned.

Why don't you eliminate
the entire Narn homeworld?

I see a great hand

reaching out of the stars.

President Clark has signed
a decree today declaring..

These orders have forced us
to declare independence.

Unless your people
get off their

encounter-suited butts
and do something..

You are the one who was.

If you go to Z'ha'dum,
you will die.

Why are you here? Do you have
anything worth living for?

I think of my beautiful city
in flames.

Giants in the playground.

Get the hell
out of our galaxy!

We are here to place
President Clark under arrest.

- Londo? Be careful with him.
- Dr. Franklin, they're here.

'Poison control team to Medlab.'

Alright, I want him
on the scanners fast!

I want a toxology report
in two minutes. Now, go.

- Are you sure he was poisoned?
- Yes, yes.

I only left him for a moment.

He opened up
a bottle of Brivari

took a few drinks
and then collapsed!

The bottles were marked for him
and nobody else?

Watch the blood pressure,
it's dropping now!

- Where's the bottle now?
- Security took them.

They're doing
a chemical analysis on it.

Alright, alright. Alright.

There's nothing else
you can do right now.

Well, let us handle it, alright?

As soon as I find anything,
I'll let you know.

- But, doctor--
- Go, we're on it.

Let's go, people!

'Toxology lab, stand by
for emergency analysis.'

- Good morning, Delenn.
- Lennier.

You have a very busy schedule
for the day.

A representative of Kepti
has asked to speak with you

about joining the Alliance.

He wants to get your permission
before speaking with Sheridan.

'After that,
you have four meetings--'

When were you going to tell me?

- Tell you what?
- That you are leaving.

Ruell called this morning

about helping me
find your replacement.

I did not think
they would move so fast.

I was going to tell you tonight,
Delenn, after dinner.

Why?

Because bad news
improves on a good meal.

- 'Valen said that--'
- Lennier.

I know.

Because you don't..

I feel..

...that you don't need me here
anymore, Delenn.

That is not true, Lennier.

Yes, it is.

You have Sheridan now.

He is now your other half.

And..

...I'm in the way.

I'm not comfortable here
anymore, Delenn.

It's not your fault
and it's not his fault.

I can't explain it
any more than that, but..

I know why.

So..

I think it would be best
for both of us

if I were elsewhere.

You swore yourself to my side.

And I will be there, Delenn

when you need me or if you..

'I've contacted the Rangers'

'and asked to join them.'

They said yes.

I'll leave for Minbar tomorrow.

The Rangers? Why?

Lennier, you know that
that is extremely dangerous.

With, with Marcus gone..

...I-I felt the loss
of a part of myself.

Perhaps I will find it again

by replacing him
in the Anla'Shok.

And perhaps in time..

...I will earn your respect.

You have always
had my respect, Lennier.

Yes, in most ways..

...but I only wish
to add a few more..

...to become more of what
you might want me to be

more of what you might find.

My-my decision
is-is made, Delenn.

I will return to help
and to visit

in between training cycles.

This is the calling
of my heart, Delenn.

I have to follow it.

You, above all,
should understand that.

- Vir.
- Mr. Garibaldi.

I just came back from Medlab.
They asked me to find you.

- How is he?
- He's not good, Vir.

- He's in critical condition.
- I don't believe this.

What is it with this place?

I mean, last week someone tries
to assassinate Sheridan

now someone tries
to poison Londo. God!

What is wrong with you people?

Don't you have
anything else better to do?

Why don't you get a hobby,
read a book or something--

- Vir!
- What?

He wasn't poisoned.

Wait a second.
I saw him, I saw--

I know what you saw,
but he wasn't poisoned.

What he drank had absolutely
nothing to do with it.

He's had a heart attack, Vir,
a bad one.

What?

Which heart?

The left one.

The Centauri
have a bi-pulmonary system.

'Two hearts, one on
either side of the sternum.'

'Right heart provides
most of the force'

behind their blood circulation

and the left heart
cleanses the blood

almost the same way
our human kidney works

also gives
the additional push needed

to get the blood through
to the smaller capillaries.

Now, the right heart
is one solid muscle.

I can fix that, no problem.

It's the left heart.

A system of very fine veins

thousands of them, all in one
large, knotted structure.

And you can't get
to the inner ones

without cutting through
the outer ones, am I right?

That's correct, which only
makes the problem worse.

So what can you do?

I've thinned his blood to help

it move past the blockage

but it's, it's not just a matter

of junk in the way.

I mean, his arterial system
has basically shut down

from all the stress and anxiety

'and pressure he's been under.'

The veins carrying the blood
through his left heart

have contracted to nearly
half their normal size.

Now, I've tried muscle relaxants

I've sent nano sects in
to cut from the inside

but nothing seems to work.

Have you notified
Centauri Prime?

Yeah, they're sending
an artificial heart system.

It may be able to help

but it's gonna take
three days to get here.

Now, at best,
I can keep him going

for the next 24 hours
on life support.

So unless
something happens on its own

he's gonna be dead
by the time it gets here.

- Any change?
- No.

Oh, it is strange
to see him like this.

He's always so alive,
so full of energy

even when he's being annoying.

Y-you know, I don't think I've
ever seen him for two minutes

when he wasn't talking
or yelling at someone.

- It's a strange thing.
- Hm.

In the five years
since I arrived

I have felt pity for him, anger

he has made me laugh.

I have even liked him
from time to time

as much as I haven't wanted to

but I have never
felt sorry for him..

'...until now.'

I would miss him, uh,
if he left us, John.

I know, so would I.

Uh, speaking of going away

I got your message
about Lennier.

- 'Is there anything I can do?'
- Almost certainly not.

Is it because of me?

I mean..

In part, um, I think so.

Yeah, I was afraid of that.

Well, as we say back on Earth..

...three is a crowd.

On Minbar, three is sacred.

Well, I don't think I'm ready
to handle that one, Delenn.

Is there any chance
you can talk him out of leaving?

No. He must follow
the calling of his heart.

And if he's not?

I mean,
if he's just running away

to avoid the situation here?

The universe will teach him
what he needs to know.

Yeah, I guess.

Well, it is getting late.
We need to get some sleep.

We've got a long day
ahead of us tomorrow.

What about Londo?

Stephen's done all he can.

If Londo makes it through
the night, he has a chance.

If not..

I mean, medical science
can only go so far

after that
it's all up to the patient.

He has to fight this one out
on his own.

Whether he makes it through
the night or not

depends on him.

Good luck, Mollari.

Good luck.

Good luck, Mollari.

Good luck.

Delenn?

Have you seen Delenn?

I thought I..

I thought that I had heard..

Have you seen Delenn?

Is she here?

Delenn? Have you..

I thought that I had heard..

Delenn?

Please, sit.

My future?

Your past.

You're dying, Londo.

I know.

Do you want to live?

What difference
does it make, hm?

Perhaps..

Perhaps it's better this way.

I have dreamed my own death
for 20 years now, you know?

Perhaps it's better if I die now

if only to, to spite fate.

Do you want to live?

What difference does it make?

Is there anyone back home
who truly cares..

...if I live or die?

Almost certainly not.

Do you want to live?

I'm not allowed to ask again.

Yes.

Yes, I want to live.

That is not enough.

Can you see this card?

No. There's too much blood.

Yes.

You said wanting to live
was not enough.

What more is there?

- A word.
- What word?

Why won't you tell me?

If that is all I need,
just a word

why won't you tell me?

If you will not tell me,
why am I here?

What is this place?

I don't understand.

'Yes. You do.'

Delenn?

- You couldn't sleep, either.
- No.

I heard about your situation.

I heard about yours.

As Mr. Garibaldi would say

it's been one hell of a day.

Oh, yes, a hell of a day.

And a hell of a year.

A hell of a five years.

A hell of a life.

You win.

What kind of a drink is that?

I'm not sure, the bartender
called it a Shirley Temple.

Interesting.

I've studied
many Earth religions, um..

I don't think I've ever heard
of that particular temple.

Me, neither,
but it's real good.

Well, then I shall
make it a point to visit it

on my next trip to Earth.

Now, you should sleep.

I won't be getting
much sleep tonight.

What time do you leave
in the morning?

Early.

Well..

Then I'll catch up with you
on your next visit.

- Take care, Lennier.
- And you, Vir.

So tell me, Sheridan.

Do you ever get used to it?

Used to what?

Being dead?

Yeah, I wasn't dead
very long, but..

Well, just long enough
to know I didn't like it.

You know, I have been dead
many times before.

Yeah?

Dead to my first wife

the only one I truly loved,
a dancer.

My family said

that I had married
beneath my station

and that if I did not
divorce her

that I would be dead to them

to the family title,
position, money.

I remember the look in her eyes
when I told her.

I died again that night.

All of the bottles here
are empty?

The metaphor's getting a bit
thick, don't you think?

I hear, you once had a dream
about your own death.

Yes, and it's a strange thing

because I always had this sense

that you were going to be there.

That part
never made sense, though.

It is strange, isn't it

that you and I both know
that we are dying?

Lorien gave you back your life

but you still have
less than 20 years left.

You know,
we're all dying, Londo

20 years, 50 years,
100 years, doesn't matter.

What matters is what we do
while we're waiting around

how we live out
the seconds in between.

Ah.

Well, I have not done very well

in that regard, have I?

No, you haven't.

People are not being
very charitable around here.

There's a time for charity
and a time for truth.

You're almost out of both.

Sheridan.

I..

I don't want to die.

Then turn around.

- No.
- Turn around.

I can't.
Don't you understand?

I can't!

Then you'll die.

Goodbye, Londo.

I'll see you soon.

Wait. No.

'Don't leave me here!'

'No!'

Alright, talk to me.

What's happening?

His condition's deteriorating.

His blood pressure's dropping

his heart rate's unstable.

Alright, 50 CCs
of Hydromorphozine.

That could kill him.

He is dead if we don't.
Now, let's go.

Come on.

Status?

Uh, uh, heart rate's
stabilizing..

...for now

but his system
is under tremendous strain.

He can't take much more of this.

I know.

- Do you wanna get some rest?
- No.

I can call you
if his condition changes.

No, I couldn't sleep now,
anyway.

It'll be morning in a few hours.

Might as well stay here
and see what happens.

A deathwatch?

Maybe.

We'll just have to wait and see.

I don't want to die.

Please, Great Maker.

I don't want to die..

...not like this, please.

Not like this.

You're afraid.

Yes.

Then don't die.

Don't die.

I don't think I have any choice
in the matter, Vir.

You do have a choice, Londo..

...but you have to make it now.
There's not much time.

What's wrong with me?

What's wrong with you

is you.

Your heart can no longer bear
the weight of your conscience.

There's nothing wrong
with my conscience.

No? Then turn around.

Why should I, hm?

I saw my death in a dream.
I was an old man.

How do I know
I won't survive this?

Perhaps this will pass,
and I will get better.

This dream is prophecy.

Prophecy is a guess
that comes true.

When it doesn't,
it's a metaphor.

You could put a gun to your head
tomorrow and pull the trigger

and then the dream
is just a dream

and the prophecy
is just a metaphor..

...and so are you.

'You're out of time, Londo.
Turn around.'

I can't. I don't know
what he wants from me.

'Yes, you do.'

The thing that has
eaten away at your heart

until it could not endure
the pain a moment longer.

You must let go of this

or you will die here,
alone, now.

Perhaps..

Perhaps
that is for the best, then.

No...not for the best.

Why not?

Because..

...I will miss you.

And I suppose..

...that I would miss you.

I need a trauma team
in Medlab 1, stat!

He's going into shock.
This could be it.

Now, Mollari, now we end this.

'You know this place,
don't you?'

Yes.

You think
this will be yours soon.

I don't want it.

Because of the dream
that you will die here?

Because you know you're not
worthy of being called emperor?

Because you are afraid
of failure?

It doesn't matter.

- Yes, it does.
- I don't want it!

You don't deserve it!
That's the truth!

That's what
you don't want to face.

Look around, Mollari,
you look around!

Do you remember?

Ah, Mollari, I was just about
to send for you.

Go ahead, gentlemen.

- It's time to go.
- Go? Where?

'To the Narn homeworld,
of course.'

"To the Narn homeworld,
of course."

You came with ships and guns

and mass drivers.

You plucked asteroids
out of near orbit

and sent them plunging down
onto our cities

killing men and women
and children

onto the sick and the infirm
and the innocent!

It was not my idea,
I didn't even know. It was Refa.

It was not my fault. I said--

You said...nothing.

You said nothing!

You said...nothing!

- Nothing.
- Leave me alone!

- No. Look at me.
- I can't!

Look at me.

Do you remember this place?

Yes.

I was tortured in this place.
I was whipped.

Emperor Cartagia
wanted to hear me scream.

Yes, and if you did not scream

the 40th stroke of the whip
would kill you

'and your people
would be slaves forever. Yes.'

You remember.

- Yes.
- You were there!

Yes!

And you said..

...nothing.

'...thirty four'

thirty five, thirty six..

Nothing.

...thirty seven, thirty eight..

Nothing!

...thirty nine..

One word, Mollari.

One word was all
that was required of you.

'It would not have mattered.'

It wouldn't have changed
anything!

- It would not have stopped!
- You're wrong, Mollari.

Whether it was me or my world

whether it was a total stranger

or your worst enemy,
you were a witness!

It doesn't matter
if they'd stop!

It doesn't matter
if they'd listen!

You had an obligation
to speak out!

I couldn't!

And that's why you don't deserve
to be emperor.

That's why
you don't deserve to live.

No.

'You're only moments away
from the grave, Mollari.'

There must be
something I can do.

Only a word was required of you

the first time we stood here

'and only a word
is required now.'

No. No!

One word.

I want..

...to hear it.

Oh, he's having a seizure.
Let's get him secured!

Heart rate's
going through the roof!

Alright, stand by.
We may have to defib.

One..

'...two, three..'

...four..

He's in full cardiac arrest!

'Alright, get ready to hit him!'

...eight, nine..

...ten, eleven..

- Charging!
- Stand by!

- Ready!
- Clear!

...fifteen

sixteen, seventeen..

...eighteen..

- Nothing! Ready!
- Clear!

...twenty three, twenty four..

...twenty five..

Come on. Clear!

...thirty..

...thirty four, thirty five

thirty six..

Clear!

...thirty eight..

...thirty nine!

- Alright. I think we got him.
- Yeah, for now.

Alright, you listen to me now.
Don't you do this to me.

Don't you die on me.
You hear me?

Don't you die on me. Come on!

I don't want to die.

'Then don't.'

Who are you?

Perhaps I am a delusion

caused by a lack of oxygen
to the brain.

Perhaps I am the piece of myself

that telepathically joined
with you once long ago

and decided to stay.

And perhaps
I am your conscience..

...which can only
get your attention

by taking on a face
other than your own

and striking you down
in the one place

where you are still
vulnerable.

Why?

Why are you doing this to me?

You want to believe
you've changed.

You want to feel good
about yourself.

You're not sorry
for what you did!

You're just sorry
that you got caught

that you almost destroyed
your homeworld because of it.

- That's not true.
- Well, then prove it.

'Just a word, Mollari.'

'That's all it takes.'

I've never apologized

for anything in my life.

Yes. So I see.

It's your life, Mollari.

Make of it what you will.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry..

I am sorry.

I'm sorry!

- 'I think so.'
- 'It's his stomach..'

Condition stabilizing.

We're getting normal operation
of the left heart.

Good, good.

That's it.

Looking good.

G'Kar.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

G'Kar.

'I'm sorry.'

They call this food?

Even a Pak'ma'ra
wouldn't eat this.

Londo, the doctor said--

I know what the doctor said.

It was my heart
that betrayed me, not my ears.

You are going to have
to change your diet, Londo

and you are gonna have
to cut back on the stress!

Yes, well,
that doesn't seem very likely

as long as I am still here, yes?

And if I go home,
there is even more stress.

So there you are.

No, Vir, the universe
is an evil place

but at least it seems
to have a sense of humor

about the whole thing.

Well, I suppose
I should let you rest now.

Oh, Vir, before you go..

I was doing some reading
and I, I wondered

if you had
ever heard about this.

Apparently, according
to some of our folktales

if the spirit of a Centauri
ends up in a body

that is not worthy
of its presence

it can choose to separate

to, to cause
the death of the body

so that it can then move on

to a worthier host.

Right.

Right, I-I-I remember that.

It's, it's a very big struggle

a-and apparently,
the person involved

is either permanently changed
by the experience

or he dies.

'Of course, this is
only supposed to happen'

when the higher spirit
is a real, real high one.

I mean, we're talking
major angelic here.

A-and, and the person
that it's stuck inside

is a complete monster.

I mean, just nasty and corrupt

and disgusting. It's..

N-not that I was..

Because obviously, you are..

You know, you know,
I really have to go.

To your question.

Yes, I do remember that story.

I heard it
ever since I was a child.

Interesting.

I didn't.

Not even a goodbye, Lennier?

No.

Never goodbye.

I'm yours forever, Delenn

'heart, body and soul.'

I will see you again
in a little while.

And with luck..

...I will perhaps
be a better person.

That is not possible, Lennier..

...but you're welcome to try.

Be well..

...my good and dear friend.

And you.