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Londo: These unprovoked
attacks must stop.

The attacks will stop
when the Centauri government

stops sending hostile ships
across the border

into Narn space.

Londo: Quadrant 37
is neutral territory.

The treaty makes that
perfectly clear.

The Narn government no longer
recognizes the treaty

since it was imposed
upon our people by force.

There! You see?
I told you.

They can't be trusted

to abide by
their own agreements.

An agreement
signed under duress

is no agreement at all.
Is it, Ambassador?

Gentlemen, please.
This is getting us nowhere.

Ambassador G'Kar,

your people have operated
a military base

on the border
of Centauri space

for nearly 5 years
without incident.

Why this sudden
provocation?

Our patrols are necessary
for non-planetary security.

Keep this up, G'Kar,

and soon you won't have
a planet to protect.

I'll return
when this council

is ready
to discuss things

in a civilized fashion.

Ehh!

Sir...

Alert medbay.

Petrov.

Petrov, what happened?

You got to stop them.

They're going to kill him.

They're going to kill...

Going to kill who?

Petrov!

Petrov!

Sinclair: It was the dawn
of the third age of mankind,

10 years after
the Earth-Minbari war.

The Babylon project
was a dream given form.

Its goal--
to prevent another war

by creating a place
where humans and aliens

could work out
their differences peacefully.

It's a port of call...

Home away from home

for diplomats,

hustlers, entrepreneurs,

and wanderers.

Humans and aliens

wrapped in 2,500,000 tons
of spinning metal,

all alone in the night.

It can be
a dangerous place.

But it's our last,
best hope for peace.

This is the story

of the last
of the Babylon stations.

The year is 2258.

The name of the place is...

Garibaldi: His name's
Stephen Petrov.

He was a lurker
down in brown two.

I picked him up
about 6 months ago

on petty theft.

Not a bad guy,

just somebody
who got in over his head

with the wrong people.

I helped him out,

and he wanted to repay
the favor.

Since then, he's been
working for me

as an informant
in downbelow.

Was he working on anything
when he was attacked?

I hadn't heard from him
in almost two weeks.

Sorry.
By the time he got here,

he had lost so much blood
there was nothing we could do.

He's dead.

Damn.

He was just starting
to get it together,

straighten out his life,
and now...

Must have been something
really big

to make him
come all this way

hurting like that.

The last thing
he said was,

"they're going
to kill him."

Kill who?

I don't know,

but I'm going
to find out.

News anchor: After which,
the President and his escort

left the Mars colony
on a goodwill tour

of the outer planet
colonies.

Sources close to the President
have hinted

that he'll give a major
policy speech new year's day

from the jump point
on io.

The speech is likely to concern
human/alien relations

over the remainder
of his 5-year term.

We'll continue to bring you
more live updates

on the 5-planet
goodwill tour

here on the interstellar
network news.

Fade.

You got any plans
for new year's Eve yet?

Assuming I'm not still
up to my ears

in this Narn situation,

no, no plans.

Good. Because I made
a few arrangements.

Such as?

Well, let it be
a surprise, ok?

Sure.

Guess that makes
two of us with surprises.

Oh?

I was thinking
the other day,

uh, 12, almost 15 years,

that's a long time
to know someone.

I mean, sure,
we got together,

split up,
got together again.

Yes, it's been
quite a pony ride.

But even through
the worst of it--

the fights...
The years apart--

I never stopped thinking
about you,

never stopped loving you.

I didn't know why
sometimes.

Tried my best
not to care,

but it never went away.

And this time I think
we finally got it right.

So, now with
the new year coming,

I've been going over it
in my head, and...

Look, do you want
to get married or don't you?

Yes.

Well, good.

How's April by you?

July is better.

All right.

You want coffee?

No.

Vir, how many gods
are there

in our pantheon?

I've lost count
since the last Emperor

was elevated to godhood.

48. No, no. 49.
50, if you count zoog,

but, you know,
I never thought--

all right.
Let's say 50.

50.

Now, out of that 50,
how many gods

do you think
I must have offended

to have ended up

with G'Kar's teeth

buried so deeply
in my throat

that I can
barely breathe?

All of them?

Sounds right.

And now I have to go back
to the council

and explain to them that
in the interest of peace,

the Centauri government

will agree to give
quadrant 37 to the Narns.

I think
I'll stick my head

in the station's
fusion reactor.

It would be quicker,

and I suspect

after a while,

I might even come
to enjoy it.

Ambassador,
why don't you just--

but this--this is like being
nibbled to death by, uh...

What are those Earth
creatures called--

feathers, long bill,
webbed feet, go "quack"?

Cats.

Cats.

Like being nibbled
to death by cats.

[Telescreen beeps]

Yes?

Morden: Ambassador
Mollari, please.

I'm sorry.
He's very busy.

Perhaps
I can take a message.

Wait. Vir, let me see.

Yes!
I thought it was you!

I trust the eye
is still safe.

Yes. With your help.
What is it?

You have a problem,
Ambassador.

I believe I can help,
but I think we should meet.

In the park,
in, say, an hour?

I'll be there.

One more thing.
I never caught your name.

Morden.
See you in an hour.

Who was that?

Someone who did me
a great favor.

More than that,
you don't need to know.

You can go, Vir.

Did you see
Ambassador Kosh?

I did.

Did you relay my question
precisely, word for word?

I did.

His reaction?

Just one word.

He said yes.

Wait for me.

I'm looking for anybody

who might have known
Stephen Petrov.

He used to live
around here, so...

How about you?

Any of you guys
know Petrov?

Come on, the guy's dead.

Don't you want to get
whoever did it?

Life's cheap down here,
friend.

Funny how the only time
you seem to care

is when one
of your weasels gets it.

Man:
In here!

You got something for me?

I knew Petrov.
He was ok.

Yeah, he was.
Now he's dead.

A lot of us, we take
whatever work we can get

around the station.

So when the guys
come down,

they say, we need
2 or 5 or 7 of you,

we go,
and it's not easy work,

and sometimes it's not what
you would think is nice.

But it beats scrounging.

Last week, one of the guys
hired us to load cargo

for transport.

What kind of cargo?

We don't ask.

If it was legit,

they would use
somebody else.

After we finished,
Petrov stayed on.

Seemed kind of funny
at the time...

'Cause I could tell
the guy was trouble.

You got a name?

Devereaux.

That's all I know.

Hangs out
down in the casino.

Thanks.

Oh, one thing.

The last time
I saw Petrov

was just before
he went looking for you.

Whatever he saw,
whatever he knew

scared him
half to death.

Ambassador.

Mr. Morden.

You never gave me
a chance to thank you

after you rescued
the eye

from those triple
damned raiders.

Unnecessary.

I'm here to be of service,
Ambassador.

My associates believe

that you're a person
of great potential

trapped in a position
where your skills

are unseen
and unappreciated.

They'd like to change that.

Yes. I've heard this
before,

and I have
stopped listening.

There comes a time

when you look
into the mirror,

and you realize
that what you see

is all that
you will ever be.

Then you accept it
or you kill yourself

or you stop looking
into mirrors.

No,
nothing can be changed.

Then nothing's lost
by trying.

You have a problem,
Ambassador Mollari--

quadrant 37.

We can fix it for you
if you let us.

A heavily guarded
Narn military outpost.

And you
and your associates

are going to fix it
for me?

[Laughing]

You have a very peculiar
sense of humor.

Yes, I do.

Tell your government

that you will personally
take care of quadrant 37.

They'll think
I'm drunk or insane.

Perhaps.

And you don't want credit
for this grand endeavor?

No. We're simply here
to help.

Good day, Ambassador.

Mr. Morden...

If I may ask,

what is the price
for this...Help?

No price, Ambassador.

But at some point
in the future

if we deliver
on our promises,

we may come to you
and ask you for a favor.

That's all.

I have come
as I said I would.

Kosh,
I have great doubts.

I must know
if it's true.

I must see
with my own eyes.

Yes...thank you.

Now I will keep
the promise.

Good-bye.

You will not see me
again as I am now.

Man:
All right! A winner!

Mr. Devereaux?
Security chief Garibaldi.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

Look, I'm busy right now.
Maybe later.

I understand you hired
a lurker recently,

name of Stephen Petrov?

I hire a lot of people.

Names, faces...
I don't keep track.

Fine, then you'll
come down to security,

and we'll
show you a picture.

Maybe that'll jog
your memory.

I don't have time
for this.

Make time.

All right. Fine.

Fine.

Big mistake, hotshot.

You shouldn't
poke around

in things you don't
understand.

This is too big for you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm shaking in my boots.

Now move it.

Ambassador,
we just had a message

from Centauri Prime.

They want to know

if you've relayed
their decision

to an advisory council.

No. No, I haven't,
and I'm not going to.

Ah. That should
go over well.

Send a reply to homeworld.

Tell them--

tell them that I will personally
take care of the problem

in quadrant 37.

All right, I'll--what?

Is there something wrong
with your hearing?

No, it's
just for a moment,

I thought I had entered
an alternate universe

or something.

Ambassador, are you sure
you're feeling all right?

Vir, I am quite sober.

Send the message.

Computer voice: Opening
communication channel

to Centauri Prime.

Please stand by.

[Beeping]

Enter.

Commander, it's late.

I know.

I just thought
I'd try once more

to settle
the quadrant 37 situation.

I'm afraid
the Ambassador is resting.

He's rather fatigued
from his heavy schedule.

Perhaps if you came back.

I believe the Ambassador
can see you now.

Ah, Sinclair, what a joy
to see you again.

What can I do for you?

You can start
by giving the Centauri

some room to maneuver.

Ah, back to that again,
are we?

As far as I'm concerned,
this is a dead issue.

We have to keep
pushing forward.

G'Kar, you once told me

that before
the Centauri came,

Narn was
an agrarian world,

a peaceful world.

In order to be free,

you had to learn
to fight.

No one questions that,
but you've overcompensated.

You're like
abused children

who've grown
big enough

to do the same thing
to someone else,

as if that'll somehow
balance the scales.

It won't.

If you let your anger
cloud your judgment,

it'll destroy you.

We know what we're doing.

Anything else, Commander?

Just that I've had
this feeling lately

that we're standing
at a crossroads,

and I don't like
where we're going,

but there's still time
to choose another path.

You can be part
of that process, G'Kar.

Choose wisely.

Not just for
the Centauri,

but for the good of
your own people as well.

We all do
what we have to.

It's late.
Please go now.

So, what's the occasion?

Who says there has to be
an occasion

to invite you
to join us for dinner?

I didn't get to be
head of security

because
of my good looks.

So what's up?

We need you
to do a job for us.

No problem.

Give me the guy's name,
and I'll lean on him.

Not that kind
of job.

I think
the official title

is best man.

Best...you two?

And I'll need
a maid of honor.

I don't really know
anyone here,

so if you wouldn't mind...

I'd be honored.

Congratulations.

This is great.

After all this time,

I'm glad things are
working out for you.

It's funny.

I was thinking
the other day

about all the things
we've gone through,

the good times
and bad, and...

Look, you know me.

I'm not very good
at this,

but I just
wanted you to know

I've always
been proud

to be
your friend, Jeff.

I'm honored
to be your best man.

Hell, I'm honored
to be best at anything.

[Beep beep]

Never fails.

Garibaldi. What?

Security officer: Chief,
the prisoner you brought in,

Edgar devereaux,
he's missing.

Missing? What the hell
you mean he's missing?

I don't know, sir
he's just gone.

Along with the two men
who were with him.

All right.
On my way.

I knew there was more
to this devereaux guy

than meets the eye.

Oh?

I checked the weapon
I took off him.

Every PPG has a
serial number

stamped
on the inner coil.

The coil's
a morbidium alloy,

harder than diamond,

so the number
can't be removed.

But his PPG
didn't have a number.

You saying he found a way
to remove it?

I'm saying
it was never there.

Only special agents
in Earthforce security

get unnumbered ppgs.

But this guy's name
wasn't on file,

and now he's gone.

I don't like this,
Jeff.

I don't like this
a lot.

Narn pilot: Perimeter guard
to base, nothing to report.

Sector is clear.

Acknowledged.
Report to--[Static]

Base?

Repeat.

Any more ships
due in for a while?

Negative.

News anchor: At which time,
the vice President

disembarked Earthforce one.

He is currently undergoing
medical tests

while the President continues
en route to Jupiter.

Reports indicate
that the vice President

is suffering
from a viral infection

and hopes to catch up
with the tour

as it returns from io.

Chief.

Thought I left you
watching the store.

You know how this place gets
on new year's Eve.

It's quiet up there.

Figured I'd see
if I could help.

What do we got?

Devereaux hired Petrov

to load crates
for transport.

One shipment
never made it out

due to engine problems.

Thought I'd see
what was so important.

What's the manifest say?

Uh, medical supplies,
bandages,

that sort of thing.

Wouldn't it be better

to try and find
devereaux?

We'll find him.

Meanwhile, with any luck,

this will tell us
what scared Petrov like that.

Medical supplies?
I don't think so.

Look like some kind
of transmitters.

That's weird. They're set
to broadcast static.

They're powerful enough

to flood whatever channel
they're using,

blank it out.

Sort of a poor man's
jamming device.

What's that?

Some kind
of triangulation system.

Helps determine
the optimum placement

for the transmitters.

Location is set for grid
0-0-1 by 5 by 9.

That would put it just off
the transfer point on io.

What's the frequency
on that transmitter?

Uh, can't make it out.

Here, let me see that.

"1-0-1-0-1-0-5."

That's the gold channel
frequency for Earthforce one.

Why would someone want to jam
the President's--

oh, my god.

Garibaldi to Sinclair.

Sinclair here.

Commander,
we've got a problem.

Ultraviolet priority.

Meet me in the briefing room
in 20 minutes.

Sinclair: What is it?

Not over the link.
I'll tell you when I see you.

Guard those boxes
with your life.

Don't let anything
happen to them.

Will do.

This is blue Alpha.
Stand by.

I told you
not to poke around

in things
that are too big for you.

Yeah, well, it's
a little late for that.

Now,
up against the wall.

I think not.

[Shot]

Sinclair to c&c.

Ivanova: On-line.

I thought
I'd check my quarters

in case Garibaldi
doubled back.

Still no sign of him.
I don't like it.

Agreed. He wouldn't call
for an ultraviolet alert

and then vanish, unless...

I know.

Keep trying to raise him
on the link.

Let me know as soon
as you hear anything.

Confirmed.

[Door beeps]

Come.

Michael,
where the hell--

hello, Commander.

I believe
you recognize this.

Yes.

You remember what happened

at the battle of the line,
don't you?

You remember being taken
aboard our ship.

Only a little.

Fragments.

Images.

I don't know
what it all means.

I suspected as much.

We have a lot
to discuss, Commander.

By coming to you,

I'm putting
both our lives at risk.

But there are things
you should know.

This isn't a good...

We can't find Garibaldi.

I understand.

Come to my quarters,

and I'll tell you
as much as I can.

But don't wait too long,
Commander.

Certain things
have been set in motion...

And I do not have
much time.

[Grunting]

Ambassador.

What is it, Na'Toth?

The outpost
in quadrant 37 is gone.

What do you mean, gone?

You can't
establish contact?

That's what we thought
at first.

So homeworld sent out
a ship to investigate.

The entire outpost
has been destroyed.

Every building leveled.

Three heavy cruisers
in near orbit--gone.

Fighters gone.

Ohh...

The outpost records.

Destroyed.

Survivors?

None.

10,000 of our best
warriors--dead.

It's as if
some great hand

reached
out of space and...

Just erased them.

It wasn't the humans.

The Centauri
don't have the will.

The Vorlons don't care.

The Minbari
wouldn't do it.

The other worlds
aren't powerful enough

for a strike like this.

There's someone else
out there, Na'Toth.

Uh!

Ohh!

[Beep]

Uh! Ohh...

6...5...

4...

3...2...

1!

Yay!
Yay!
Yay!

And do you remember
last year...

Yeah.

Aah!

Are you sure
there's no other way?

What must happen
will happen.

Valen said
this day would come.

Who are we

to stand in the way
of prophecy?

But...

What if you're wrong?

Then speak well of me
when I'm gone.

If he comes,
it must be soon.

We have little time.

Blood pressure
60 over 10.

Respiration's 30,
pulse 120.

Prep isolab for surgery.

Let's get those patches here
to stop the bleeding, stat.

How bad is it?

It's bad.

Extensive thermal
tissue damage,

massive damage to the kidney,
the pancreas, and the spleen.

You set? All right,
let's turn him. 1, 2, 3.

All right,
hook him up.

Will he make it?

I'm not sure.

Can't operate
till we stabilize him.

Comman...

Commander.

It's all right,
Michael.

I'm here.
You'll be ok.

Got to...

Lay still.

No. They're going to...

Going to kill
the President...

At the transfer point...

On io...

Warn...

We're losing him!

Stand by on morphozine.
Let's get these injectors ready.

Let's go.

Move! Move! Move!

News anchor: As Earthforce one
moves into position

silhouetted against
the surface of Jupiter,

it's a sight guaranteed
to impress voters.

Have you gotten through
to Earthforce one yet?

Conventional channels
are being jammed.

Started
about 5 minutes ago.

What about
the gold channels?

The same. They're jamming
all military transmissions

around Jupiter.

Reroute to
civilian channels.

Get Earth Central on line.

All I'm getting
is a recorded message

from the tachyon relay
station from Proxima.

Are we still getting
the ISN feed?

Technician: Yes, sir.

Put it on screen

and keep working on
the civilian channels.

If we can get through to ISN,
maybe they can warn them.

There it is.

It is our understanding

that the President
was scheduled

to begin his new year's day
speech 10 minutes ago.

So far there's been no word
from Earthforce one

on the reason
for the delay.

According to ISN sources
in Earthdome,

the speech is expected
to contain--

just a minute.

We're picking up
an emergency signal now.

[Explosion]

Are--are we still
on the air?

Station io is dispatching
hospital ships,

but it doesn't seem
possible...

Shut it off.

That anyone could have survived
that kind of...

Shut it off.

Sinclair:
Dr. Franklin thinks

they can begin
the operation

in about 5 hours.

Even under
good conditions,

the odds of survival
are 50-50.

Garibaldi mentioned
a name--

devereaux.

Check all
outgoing ships.

Find him.

I want guards
posted here

around the clock,

plus 24-hour-a-day
medical observation.

There's always
the chance

whoever started
this job

will try
to finish it.

I won't allow that
to happen.

Understood?

Understood.

[Delenn moaning]

Delenn:
Ohhh...

I was looking
for the Commander.

He's in medlab.

Mr. Garibaldi?

We won't know
for a while yet.

I came to tell him

that there seems
little point

to another
council meeting

to discuss
quadrant 37.

We imagine you've
heard by now.

Yes. A little while ago.

Any clues yet
as to who did it?

No. None.

G'Kar: My condolences
on the death of your President.

This has been a black day
for both of us,

Lieutenant Commander
Ivanova...

A black
and terrible day.

We will find
whoever is responsible

for the destruction
of our base,

and we will
retaliate.

Though our two races
have had our troubles,

I wish you luck
in your own quest for justice.

May the guilty
be found and punished.

Ambassador,
you wanted to see me?

Yes.

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.

Yes, I know,
but I didn't think...

I thought that
you might find a way

to protect our ships

or--or cripple
their forces,

not--
shh!

Ambassador, your name
is being spoken

at the highest levels

of the Centauri
government.

They don't know
how you did it.

They don't care.

They credit you

with saving them
from another embarrassment

without creating a war
in the process.

They've noticed you,
Ambassador...

Which was the point
of the exercise.

I hear they have
great plans for you.

Yes, but 10,000...
In cold blood?

Ambassador...

You're a hero.

Enjoy it.

I'll be around.

I understand your concern,
but at the moment,

there's nothing
to support your theory.

Everything we found
points to a malfunction

in Earthforce one's
fusion reactor.

It was an accident.

Senator,
my chief of security

was shot in the course
of an investigation.

He's lying in the isolab
right now.

And it's even money

as to whether or not
he ever walks out again.

The last thing
he said was that

they were going to kill
the President.

Commander, I consider it
very unlikely

that your security chief

would just stumble
across something

our best agents
didn't know about.

You're not listening.

I am listening,
Commander.

You're not saying
anything worth hearing.

I won't have you
causing a panic

by spreading
unsubstantiated rumors!

You are ordered
to maintain silence

on this matter,
Commander.

What's up?

I found those men

the Commander's
been looking for.

I tried to take them in
for questioning.

They resisted.

The lead guy
took a shot at me.

I returned fire.
Self-defense.

PPG's cold.

If he'd fired,
it'd still be warm.

You have a point
to make?

No.

Everyone knows
these things cool off

pretty fast down here.

Get 'em
into the freezer.

Blood pressure?

Respiration?

It's weak, but holding.

This is as good

as we're ever going
to get it.

Let's proceed.

Following confirmation
of the death

of Earth Alliance President
Luis Santiago,

vice President Morgan Clark
was sworn in as President.

The ceremony took place
aboard Earthforce two,

now en route
back to Earth.

I--Morgan William Clark--
do hereby swear

to uphold the laws
of the Earth Alliance

and to perform the role
of President

to the best of my abilities.

In a later statement,
President Clark had this to say

about the death
of President Santiago.

It is important
that we move on

to create the world

that Luis Santiago

would have wanted
for his children,

my children, and for posterity
yet to come.

We will begin
by focusing

more on the needs
of our own people

to sustain them through
this difficult time,

and to prepare them
for the tasks ahead.

And so it begins.

You have forgotten
something?

Delenn.

Lennier?

You're too late.

What...

What is it?

A chrysalis.

She is...

Changing.

Into what?

Lennier:
I don't know.

Ambassador G'Kar?

Computer voice:
Voice recognition pattern

Na'Toth recognized.

Message delivery start.

Na'toth, by the time
you get this message,

I will be gone.

I have
certain suspicions

about the attack
on quadrant 37.

I'm taking
the first transport

back to homeworld.

You will not be able
to contact me.

I will contact you.

And, uh...

One more thing.

Tell the Commander...

He was right.

We were
at a crossroads...

And there is
no going back.

Expect me...

When you see me.

[Beep beep]

I just heard.

Is the Commander...

I just relieved him.

He'll be back on watch
in 4 hours.

How is he?

They're still operating.

It's taking longer
than expected.

[Sigh]

Well,
if you don't mind...

I would like
to wait with you.

He is an annoying man,
but...

I would miss him
if he...

[Electronic tones]

Yes.

I think he's ready.

He's perfect
for our needs.

[Electronic tones]

No.

[Electronic tones]

No.

He suspects nothing.

When the time is right,

Ambassador Mollari will
do exactly as we wish.

[Electronic tones]

Destiny is on our side.

Nothing's the same
anymore.

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