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With Earth Central
reporting a 15% drop

in station revenue
over the past 2 months.

Why the drop?

We've had a lot of Earthforce
military transports

come through lately, forcing us

to route some of our
commercial traffic elsewhere.

They say it's only temporary.
We should be back on track soon.

Good, good. Anything else?

Just one last item..

...which also affects
the station budget.

'Since we've been running
at a deficit for a while and..'

I thought you would have
heard about it by now.

Uh-uh. Heard about what?

The space on Babylon 5
is at a premium.

The larger the living quarters

the more
Earth can charge for rent.

They've decided
that our quarters

are larger than necessary.

They want us to relocate
to smaller quarters

or start paying rent.

- Rent?
- Yes, sir.

Thirty credits a week,
starting immediately.

A-and this us would be--

You and me, yes. Everyone
else is pretty much to code.

Oh, yeah, well,
you can tell Earth Central

they can take a flying--

It's only 30 credits a week,
sir. It's not that much.

I don't care
if it's one credit a week.

I don't care
if it's one credit a month!

It's the principle of the thing.

Some of the smaller quarters
are actually quite nice.

Ivanova, I am not moving
and I am not paying the rent.

- And neither are you.
- Sir?

Look, we can't let them
divide us on this. It is wrong.

I mean, we are on call
24 hours a day, 7 days a week

busting our butts for Earth

and now they wanna charge us
for an extra five square feet?

- Seven feet.
- Well..

Whatever.

I-I'll go live in down below
before I'll pay 'em a penny

and you can tell
those bean-counters

that they can go to hell.

- And that's for both of us.
- Yes, sir.

And it was starting out to be
such a nice, quiet, little day.

This is unnecessary, you know?

If you just give us
the information we need

we could stop this.

We don't blame you.

You fell under the influence
of outsiders.

They used you
and then abandoned you.

'You mean nothing to them.'

'You were raised by the corps'

'clothed by the corps.'

We are your father
and your mother.

Don't force us to do this.

We know there's
an underground railroad

helping unregistered telepaths.

We know you gave them access
to our files.

Who was your contact?
Who's running the operation?

I don't know.

We...never use names.

'But you know
where they're going, don't you?'

There has to be
a central clearing house

for the underground railroad.

Where is it?

♪ Mary had a little lamb ♪

♪ Little lamb ♪

♪ F-fleece was white as snow ♪

♪ Everywhere that Mary went ♪

♪ The lamb was sure to ♪

- 'Where?'
- Aah!

- He's dead.
- It doesn't matter.

I caught it..

...just before he died.

Betrayed by his final thoughts.

Babylon 5.

The Babylon project

was our last best hope
for peace.

A self-contained world
five miles long

located in neutral territory.

A place of commerce
and diplomacy

for a quarter of a million
humans and aliens.

A shining beacon in space

all alone in the night.

It was the dawn
of the third age of mankind.

The year the great war
came upon us all.

This is the story of the last of the Babylon stations.

The year is 2259.

The name of the place
is Babylon 5.

'Are you sure you know
what you're doing?'

Oh, absolutely.

These paper-pushers back home

probably figure
that since I'm new here

I'll go along
with this whole rent idea

just to make everybody happy.

Yeah, well, that's how
it starts. Believe me.

They nibble a little bit here,
a little bit there.

Next thing you know,
you're not even in charge

of your own command anymore.

No taxation
without representation.

Give me liberty
or give me death.

Abso-fraggin'-lutely.

A bunch of butt-scratching

hand-wringing, penny-pinching

let's-stick-it
to-the-new-guy pinheads!

'All of 'em.'

Thirty credits a week.

I say, let 'em cut back on
those expense-account lunches

then come talk to me, right?

- Right, right.
- Yeah.

You're doomed, you know?

We'll see.

Well, if you need
a place to stay

I've got a spare cot
at my place.

- You've got a spare cot?
- Yeah.

I don't even have a spare cot.

How the hell
do you rate a spare cot?

Well, I requisitioned it
for medical purposes.

Damn. Always knew
I should have been a doctor.

Well, captain, there you are.

I was looking for you.

May I speak with you
for a moment...privately?

Of course, um..

Why don't you go ahead
and I'll catch up?

Of course. Ambassador.

So what can I do for you?

I was wondering
if you could help me..

Uh, this is difficult.

If you could help me
better understand

what it is to be human.

What?

Though I now look more like you

I'm not one of you.

And if I am to be
a bridge of understanding

between humans and Minbari

it would help if I knew
more about your people.

I see, um..
So what would you suggest?

Dinner.

- Dinner?
- Dinner.

In all my time here

I have rarely sat
and just talked

with you
or with any other human.

And I think
that I would like to.

Uh...talk about what?

Anything, everything.

Except business and negotiations

and whose trade agreement

is being most unfair
to the others.

- Yeah.
- Just...talk.

Alright, um..

I'll set it up
and get back to you.

- This evening okay?
- Perfect.

- Until then, captain.
- Ambassador.

One day, they're shooting at you

the next day they're
taking you out to dinner.

Huh, what a universe!

'Babylon 5 control.'

'A Psi Corps representative'

'requests
an immediate appointment'

'with full command staff.'

'Roger that.'

For some time now, we have been
aware of an underground railroad

smuggling unregistered telepaths
away from Earth

to the outer colonies where
the corps can't reach them.

Well, so far
I don't see a problem.

The problem, Commander Ivanova

is that unregistered telepaths
are a security risk.

The corps helps to
ensure their safety

and privacy of normals.

'We believe
the underground railroad'

'is operating
through Babylon 5.'

It must be closed down.

We'd appreciate
your cooperation, captain.

I'd like to talk to
my people for a moment.

Of course.

Well, you've been pretty quiet.

Is he right, or isn't he?

Technically..

...yeah, I suppose.

And we're obliged to uphold
the laws of Earth Alliance.

That doesn't mean
we have to like it.

And if there is some kind
of illegitimate travel

going through here,
it's a threat

to station security
and we have to know about it.

Oh, come on, Garibaldi,
you can't tell me

you agree with this.
You wanna help them?

Want, agree. That has
nothing to do with it.

The law is the law.

That's damn ironic, isn't it?

That the corps got
started because

we were afraid
of telepaths?

Now they're victims
of our own fears?

And we took away every right
they had and shoved them

into a big, black box
called Psi Corps.

Now look at 'em.

Black uniforms, jackboots,
giving orders.

Some days they scare
the hell out of me.

Yeah. If you ask me,
we created our own monster.

And maybe we deserve it.

Alright, give him
whatever help he needs

but keep an eye on him.

By the way, captain..

...I suggest you check
the files on Mr. Bester.

We had a few problems
with him last year

involving a rogue telepath
named Ironheart.

You might wanna find out
a little bit more

about who you're dealing with.

'I think they'll do as we ask.'

- You seem awfully confident.
- I am.

Did you scan them?

Ms. Winters, you know the rules

against scanning normals
without their permission.

Mm-hmm. So are you scanning me?

You'd notice.

Not if it was just
a surface scan.

'I'd only do that
if I suspected'

you were doing something
inappropriate.

- Are you?
- No. Of course not.

Well, then you have
nothing to worry about.

Murderer, murderer.

'What's wrong?'

- You didn't hear that?
- What?

Open up. Drop the walls. Listen.

I'm sorry.
It's all background noise.

They're here.

I was right.

He's here, alright. I saw him.

Did he sense you?

I, I don't, I don't know. Maybe.

'Look, we-we knew this was gonna
happen sooner or later.'

So what we have to do now
is warn the runner

and get the hell out of here.

Uh, I know.

I-I know
Bester will try to stop us.

So we don't have any choice.

We have to kill him.

I apologize for being late,
captain.

I decided that as part
of learning more about humans

I would try
to dress like one tonight.

- Huh.
- I hope it does not offend you.

No, no, not at all.

I mean, it's very attractive.

Uh, please.

Something I can do for you?

It appears
my choice was successful.

The woman who sold me this

told me that I would
definitely turn heads?

Yeah, well, if they
turned much further

you'd be sued for whiplash.

Um, what would you like
to start with?

- Start with?
- Mm-hmm.

I don't know, um..

Uh, this is all so new to me.

- Um..
- What would you recommend?

Well. Let's see
what we have, hm?

'Hey, Michael! Over here!'

Look, can I talk to you
for a second?

What, is this official business?

- Yeah.
- Hey, everybody!

Garibaldi's here
on official business.

'Oh, well, then..'

Next round's on Mr. Garibaldi!

Come on, you know the rules.

No official business
inside Earhart's

or you buy everybody drinks.

I-I know, I know,
but I was kind of hoping

to talk to you on the QT.

- Oops.
- Yeah, oops.

So what can I do for you?

I need a contact inside
the underground railroad.

Great! Good hunting to you.

So what have I
got to do with it?

- Come on, Ivanova, this is me.
- Yes, it is.

And you're so cute
when you're worried about

investigating someone
close to you.

This time you're dead wrong.

Look, Michael, there's no
love lost between me

and the Psi Corps, but I've got
nothing to do with this.

You look like
you just swallowed a bug.

An operation like this
couldn't work

without support from someone
inside the station.

I figured it was you. Nuts.

'Well, have a good time
figuring it out.'

Me? I'm gonna go back to my
quarters and get some sleep.

That's the other thing
I wanted to talk to you about.

After we cleaned up the debris,
I told him

"Mack, if you ever
bring that cat

"within 15 feet of me again

I will have you both
up on charges."

We do not have cats on Minbari.
We have gogs.

- Gogs?
- Gogs.

I think such creatures
are an attempt by the universe

to make sure that we never
take ourselves too seriously.

You know what's funny?

When I think of Minbari

I don't generally
think of them laughing.

Is that part of the change

you've gone through or..

We believe that no race

can be truly intelligent
without laughter.

In temple,
we spend one whole year

just learning
how to appreciate humor.

Huh.

This must seem
very strange to you.

No other race we've encountered
has anything similar.

Oh, then you're in
for a big shock.

Back on Earth
we have the laughing Buddha.

And then there's
the school of Zen mysticism

that teaches enlightenment
through laughter.

It would appear that
we have much more in common

than we imagined.

Yeah.

Who'd have thought?

- Oh.
- Ah, Ms. Winters. Good.

I know it's late.
I hope I'm not disturbing you.

I've been thinking about
our last experience together.

That Jason Ironheart situation
and, and now this.

I've been more than
a little rude to you

and I'd like to make up for it.

As our representative
on Babylon 5

it occurs to me that we should
know each other a little better.

Perhaps you'd join me
for breakfast tomorrow morning.

I'll be there.

Good.

Goodnight, Ms. Winters.

His name is Jason Ironheart.

We were lovers.

Do you know what it's like

when telepaths make love,
commander?

There is no more Jason.

I am something else.

I am becoming..

Becoming what?

Everything.

He came to say goodbye,
commander.

He came to say goodbye.

I give you a gift.

The only gift
I have to give.

He's been in my mind
twice today.

Why isn't he seeing this?

Was that the other part
of the gift?

Forget it.

- They've been sealed.
- What?

'Direct orders
from Earth Central.'

Your quarters and mine
have been sealed

until we either move
to smaller quarters

or begin paying rent
on the bigger ones.

Garibaldi let me know
a little while ago.

If they think that they're gonna
pressure me like this

they're wrong.

You got something
we can jimmy this thing with?

I already tried it on my door,
set off the sprinklers

scrambled the lock codes
on both sides of the hall

and scared the hell
out of security.

I was just on my way
to rent a room when I saw you.

No! No way in hell.

That's just as bad as paying
them for using our own quarters.

'No, sir.'

Millions for defense,
but not one penny for tribute.

Alright, then,
what do you suggest?

Again.

They can't scan us
if they don't catch us.

We just have to make sure
we don't get caught.

That's what Jenson thought.

And just before he died,
he cracked.

We can't afford it. Do it again.

♪ Mary had a little lamb ♪

♪ Her fleece was white as snow ♪

♪ And everywhere
that Mary went ♪

♪ The lamb was sure to go ♪

♪ Mary had a little lamb ♪

♪ Her fleece was white as snow ♪

♪ And everywhere
that Mary went ♪

♪ The lamb was sure to go ♪

'Comfortable?'

- Couldn't be better.
- Good.

Got to take a hard line
with these people, Susan.

Can't show a moment's weakness.

Yes, sir.

I heard a good one today.

How many Minbari does it take
to screw in a light bulb?

I don't know, sir.

How many Minbari does it take

to screw in a light bulb?

None, they always surrender
right before they finish the job

and they never tell you why.

Oh..

Knock-knock.

- Who's there?
- Kosh.

- Kosh who?
- Gesundheit.

'I thought that was a good one.'

Were you like this
when you were married?

Huh? Yeah.

The woman was a saint.

Well, at least
I'm an intelligent life form

according to the Minbari.

I think I like that.

I think I like that a lot.

'So...obviously things back home
have been a little tense'

ever since the president died.

Yes. That was quite
a blow here, too.

Do they ever talk
about what happened..

...the captain, the others?

Sometimes. Why?

According to the news,
it was an accident.

And so it was.

Still, if you could keep
an eye on things for us, we..

- Almost ready.

- In position.
- Okay. I got a sure shot.

[male #3] He's made it, made it, made it.

Get down!

They must be getting desperate
to try something like this.

They know we're on to them.

Why else would
they try to kill me?

Is this
a multiple choice question?

What about Talia?

As far as I know, she got out.

You mean, you haven't heard
from her since the attack?

No, but I'm sure she's fine.

It's me they were after.

Unless they took her
in order to get to you.

Has that thought
ever occurred to you

now that you've managed
to save your own skin?

'It won't do them any good.'

She doesn't know anything
that could hurt me or the corps.

Doesn't get it, does he?

Hey, wake up! To hell with
what she does or doesn't knows!

- She could be dead right now!
- Garibaldi!

You should have told us
she was missing

as soon as you called in.

If you're this worried,
Mr. Garibaldi

I suggest you double your
efforts to find these people.

You've got two bodies
to start with.

Make the best of them.

It's too risky.

- It's too risky.
- She's with the Psi Corps.

Have to kill her
before she identifies us.

No, we need to know
what she knows.

Wait.

We don't wanna hurt you.

We will if we have to,
but we don't want to.

You're-you're only
hurting yourselves.

The corps is here
to protect you.

I don't believe that
and neither do you.

That's not true.

It will be very soon.

You're almost there.

Almost where?

What do you want from me?

We want you..

...to understand.

Just heard from the people

running the underground
railroad.

They've got Talia.
No, no, no, she's okay.

They haven't hurt her
and they don't intend to.

They want to arrange
a meeting between you

and the head of the operation.
Just you, nobody else.

And if anyone else shows,
the meeting's off.

And if I don't come,
what happens to Talia?

Nothing.

Well, this isn't
a hostage situation, captain.

The situation
is spinning out of control.

They're, they're trapped.

They're trying to find a way out

without anyone else
getting hurt.

And you think I can trust them?

- Yes.
- Why?

I can't tell you right now.

I guess you're just
gonna have to trust me.

Alright. When and where?

And I guess that's how
they found my brother

before they found me.

They said he could
either join the corps

go into a relocation camp

or take the sleepers

so he wouldn't accidentally
violate the privacy of normals.

'Well, he took the sleepers.'

'They shut off his talent,
but it didn't stop him'

'from speaking out
against the corps.'

He wrote to senate, to media

got interviewed by ISN..

Until one day, when they came

to give him his injection.

He closed his eyes
and never woke up.

The corps
doesn't murder its own.

'I was there.'

All you need to do
is scan me to see for yourself.

- I don't want to.
- You're afraid to.

The corps raised me.
It gave me everything I have--

And took away everything
you were born with.

Took away your freedom,
made you wear that badge

and those gloves
every day of your life

while you were out
among normals.

Keeps you separate from them,
from each other.

Dependent, afraid.

- You're distorting everything.
- Am I?

Bester shot your friend,
Ironheart.

But, hey, he was a rogue.

A runaway, just like us.

'But that's not the worst.'

- You wanted to see me?
- Wanted to?

Not really.

But I guess I have to, don't I?

Mr. Garibaldi..

...I know we've had our problems
in the past.

But I'm not the enemy.

'We have the same concerns,
you and I.'

'We wanna protect our own
and protect Earth.'

Would it interest you to know

that I am married,
Mr. Garibaldi?

'That I have
a five-year-old daughter?'

That on Sundays when I'm back
home, we pack a picnic lunch

and go out under the dome
on Syria Planum

and watch the stars come out?

Hardly the description
of a monster.

Smooth. You're getting good
at this. Keep working on it.

One of these days I might even
be convinced that you're human.

Here's the information
you asked for.

The two shooters were living in
down below like I figured.

It's tough to track
expenses down there

and most of it's bartered.

But they were both living
on the same level.

Probably wanted
to stick close together

for mutual protection..

...which means..

...the others
might be there as well.

That's what I figured.
I'm putting a team together now.

We'll pick you up
at your quarters in an hour

and we'll go in together.

That's together, clear?

Of course.

My, uh, talent woke up
when I hit puberty.

The corps took me in,
said I was a P-11

as high as you can go before
they turn you into a Psi Cop.

After 2 years,
they picked another P-11

and said I had to marry him.

They wanted to increase the odds

of breeding a P-12 or higher.

I refused.

One night I woke up..

...heard voices.

Something soft over my face.

Felt hands
lifting me out of bed.

The next morning
they tried to tell me

it was all just a dream.

Four weeks later,
I discovered I was pregnant.

Oh, my God.

When she was born,
they took her from me.

As soon as I could walk,
I escaped from the hospital.

I never saw my baby again.

Maybe the corps served
a function a long time ago.

Now it's something else.

I know it, you know it.

We can't let it go on this way.

So what do you expect me to do?

Snap my fingers
and make it all go away?

You're asking me
to take everything I believe

and turn it upside down.

'Why?'

Why are you telling me this?

Because you're special.

How do you know?

Your friend, Ironheart..

...he was my friend, too.

They experimented
on both of us, they..

They pushed me up here.

They made me a P-12,
maybe even a P-13.

But Ironheart..

'...he went further
than I did.'

He went further than
anyone will ever go again.

When he escaped,
I went with him.

Help set all this up.

I know he touched you.

I know he gave you something.

I know you can help us
if you want to.

Hello, captain.

But I thought the message said
for me to come alone.

It did.

Well, don't you think
your presence

might scare off the guy
who's running this operation?

'No, not really'

considering I am the guy
running this operation.

I hope you have
one hell of a good explanation

for this, doctor.

I think he does, captain.

And I think
you should listen to him.

I think you should listen
to all of them.

Back on Earth, I heard things.

The kind of things you're
not supposed to hear about.

Genetic manipulation..

...breeding telepaths
against their will..

...so-called relocation camps
for rogue telepaths

that aren't much better
than concentration camps.

It started when
a few doctors began referring

latent telepaths to each other.

Keeping them out of circulation.

Losing reports and changing
medical history files.

But we couldn't just keep moving
'em around like checkers.

We had to get them away
from Earth.

'They were filtered into
Babylon 5 on business visas.'

Well, last year
I set up a clinic down below

so we could start processing
runaways and changing records

without anyone from Medlab
knowing about it.

I trust my staff,
but the Psi Corps has a knack

for intimidation.

Look.

In principle

I agree with what you're doing.

But there are laws.

And whether I like 'em or not,
I'm a soldier.

I am honor-bound
to obey the law!

And as a doctor, I'm honor-bound
to help these people.

So what am I supposed to do now?

If I turn you in and right now,
I'm more than a little tempted..

'...I embarrass the station,
Earth Central..'

and give the folks back home
one more reason to shut us down.

And if I don't turn you in..

...I'm an accomplice.

No. There's a third option.

He's coming.

I remember you.

And I remember you.

That's why I started all this.

Listen to me.

You've nothing
to be afraid of.

Come back with me.

'You won't be harmed.'

Of course, they will.

Talia?

You'll destroy them inch
by inch as a lesson to the rest.

You wanna keep us
frightened and isolated.

Not just from normals,
but from each other.

That's the real reason
we wear gloves, isn't it?

'To keep us apart?'

But what happens
when the gloves come off?

Don't force me to..

It's not working.

Someone is fighting us.

- You!
- Now!

I'd have preferred
to take a few alive.

What better to set an example.

The main thing is,
the leader is gone.

Cut off the head
and the body dies with it.

You had me going
for a moment there.

The corps is mother,
the corps is father.

I know where my loyalties lie.

I'm going back up now.

Security will be here
within 20 minutes.

I didn't want them asking
these people any questions

and I don't wanna
answer any myself.

I suggest you take
a different route back.

We'll, of course,
deny all knowledge

of this unfortunate incident.

Of course.

'I don't suppose
anyone would like to tell me'

what just happened.

What did you see?

Bester came down the hallway

he said something.

Talia came out,
joined the others.

Then he stopped.

He stared for a moment.

Then he smiled
and went back the way he came.

- But that's not what he saw.
- Which was?

He saw what
we wanted him to see.

- An illusion?
- A telepathic projection.

I thought Psi Cops were too
strong for that sort of thing.

Individually, yes, any one of us
alone never could have done it.

But together, we were able
to burrow past his defenses.

Now, as far as
Bester's concerned

the underground railroad
is dead, along with its leader.

He won't press the issue because
he doesn't wanna be linked

to a bunch of dead bodies.

He'll go quietly.

And all I have to do
is let him go.

And avoid seeing him
before he goes.

If he suspects anything,
he might scan you

and you don't have
the defenses to block him.

And no more
underground railroad?

Babylon 5 has gotten
too hot for it.

The others will pick up
where I left off.

'My part's over.'

Well, if there's nothing
illegal going on here

anymore, and Mr. Bester
drops his request..

...who am I to argue?

You get your people out of here

and I don't wanna see
any of them around here again.

- Clear?
- Clear.

Thanks.

Don't thank me yet.
And get one thing straight.

Anything like this
ever happens again

I will personally turn you in

and let them
hang you out to dry.

Understood?

So you don't think
that what I did was right?

I didn't say that.

Well, what are you saying?

I'm not saying what I'm saying.

I'm not saying
what I'm thinking.

As a matter of fact

I'm not thinking
what I'm thinking.

There's only one thing
on my mind right now.

What's that?

- I need a drink.
- And a place to stay.

Thanks, doc.

I just about managed
to forget about that.

'You know,
you can't go back again.'

I can't leave the corps.

They'll come after me.

No, I mean in here.

You know too much.

If Bester scans you, he'll..

Can you keep him out?

I think so.

Jason's little gift.

He gave you more than you know.

What we did back there,
shouldn't have worked.

Not with that Psi Cop.

You tipped the balance.

I felt it when we were joined.

You are more
than you think you are.

Then what am I?

The future.

Captain?

I'd like to note two things
for the record.

Yes, commander.

Item one. I don't think
this protest is gonna work.

And Earth Central never gives in
when it comes to money.

But if you're determined
to keep at it..

...I'm prepared to do the same.

Item two.

- You snore.
- No, I don't.

- 'Yes, you do.'
- No, I don't.

Captain, either you snore
or last night

we had a hell of
a breach in the hull.

- I get dibs on the couch.
- Unnecessary.

You can sleep
in your own quarters tonight.

Security has probably
unlocked them by now.

- They gave in?
- 'Uh, no.'

You gave in?

Not exactly.

I'm deducting
60 credits per week

from the budget set aside
to maintain combat readiness

and applying it
against the rent.

On what grounds?

On the grounds that I'm not
ready to fight anybody

until I've had a decent night's
sleep in my own damn bed.

- You got a problem with that?
- No, none whatsoever.

I rather like the idea of Earth
Central paying rent to itself.

It has a certain symmetry.

Now, if you'll excuse me..

..I think I'll go to
my quarters and collapse.

Wonderful idea.
Dismissed, commander.

Well, I'd better get back.

There's always a mountain
of paperwork waiting for me.

Mm-hmm.

I hope you'll give some thought
to what I asked the other day.

I was informed
that Sheridan would be

supportive of the corps.

I'm, I'm disappointed
by his attitude.

You won't have a problem keeping
an eye on him, will you?

No. No problem at all.

Good. Well..

See you next time, Ms. Winters.

Aah.

You're having far too much
fun at my expense.

'Yes.'

- I bring gifts.
- Ms. Winters, it's late.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I just wanted to say
that you were right

and I was wrong about the corps.

I, um, I can't go into details

but in light of recent events

I think we need to re-evaluate
our relationship.

Which is just
a, a formal way of saying

that I need someone to talk to.

And as strange as this sounds..

...you're the only one
I can think of.

'Unless my, my being here
offends you.'

No, you don't offend me.

But that does.

Better.