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Earth fighter:
This is Earth Alliance

fighter squadron Black Omega

to stolen transport.

You are ordered
to surrender your vessel

and prepare to be boarded.

If you attempt to escape,

you will be fired upon
and destroyed.

Do you understand?

Repeat. Surrender or--

Catherine: There's a problem,
Commander.

You missed a button.

Mmm, you're bright and
cheerful this morning.

Got an offer
on the table

from universal terraform
to do some surveying.

I'm seeing them
in an hour to talk terms.

That's
a big operation.

Sure you want
to get involved

with a megacorp?

Jeff, I've been around
the block a few times.

I can handle myself.

You worry too much.

You don't
worry enough.

Perfect combination.
Mmm...

Gotta hurry.

See you at lunch?

Can't. I have
a budget meeting

with the construction guild.

I have to make some cuts.

Can't say I'm looking
forward to it.

I'm sure
it'll be fine.

It's been quiet
for the last week.

The whole place
is on schedule.

What could go wrong?

Ivanova:
Confirmed, 7-tango-7.

You are clear to dock.

Affirmative,
Babylon control.

I'm looking forward
to my visit.

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...

Captioning made possible by
Warner Bros.

Man: You know, I've often
wondered what it's like

to be a telepath.

It's like staying
in a hotel room

where you can just
hear the people

talking next door.

You can try
and shut it out,

but it's always there.

The key is not
to eavesdrop

unless
you're invited.

So, is it difficult

to block out
other people's thoughts?

Depends
on the thoughts.

Computer voice:
Destination?

Blue 14.

Talia: Casual thoughts
are very easy to block,

but strong emotions

have a way of slipping
through sometimes

whether you
want them to or not.

[Punch]

Computer voice:
Blue 14.

Ooh, I think
I'm in love.

P.A. announcer: Earth transport
Spinoza is now debarking

in dock area 9.

Yes?

No, sir. I just never
met a psi-cop before.

Yes, sir.

I'll bring you there myself.

This way.

Would you tell me
a little more

about the target?

It's a class-4 world
designated sigma 9-5-7.

Not much of an atmosphere,

mostly nitrogen and oxygen,

and our fly-by sensor picked up
traces of diridium.

By-product
of quantium 40.

Usually. We need that
verified.

If so, we'll send out
a life-sciences probe,

make sure we're in
accord with all the regs

on
planetary exploitation.

But we can't afford that

unless we're certain
it's worth the effort.

How can it not
be worth it?

There's a shortage
of q40 on Earth.

They're backed up 6 months
on jumpgate construction.

Which is why we need
absolute confidentiality.

I need your word that
you won't mention this

to anyone...

Including the Commander.

My personal life
has nothing to do--

I know. I know.

I was told to ask,
so I'm asking.

We each have our
marching orders, Ms. Sakai.

So, do I have your word?

She's telling the truth.

Well, then,
we have a deal.

There is one other thing.

The target is in a...

Contested sector of space,

so we'll need the approval
of one other party

before we can proceed
with the survey.

Commander.

Some vips here
to see you, sir.

[Sighs]

Send them in.

No, it's
a fine time. I--

get out of my head.

You wanna talk to me,
talk to me.

My apologies,
Commander.

It saves
considerable time.

I don't care.

I don't like people
rummaging around

in my head. I thought
the Psi-Corps

had rules about
this sort of thing.

There are rules,

and there are rules,
Commander.

When telepaths go rogue,

someone has to
take them down.

Only psi-cops are
qualified to do that.

Since we bear
a greater responsibility,

we're afforded
greater latitude

in the interests
of efficiency.

Yes, I'm sure
you are, Mr...

Bester.

This is my associate
Ms. Kelsey.

We're looking
for a rogue telepath.

We have reason to believe

he may be
on this station.

We need to set up a meeting
as soon as possible

with your resident telepath

as well as your security
and command personnel.

Then we will pro--

I'm not turning
this station upside down

because you're hunting
down one rogue telepath.

Not just a rogue,
Commander.

This is a special

and very dangerous
individual

whose presence here
threatens

the entire Earth Alliance
military structure.

This is our basic
guest quarters.

The vibe-shower's
in the back,

and through that door--

price?

500 credits per week

based on Earth standard
rotational cycles.

Fine. Fine.

And if there's
anything else you need--

no. No, thank you.

Computer voice:
Welcome to Babylon 5.

We are
at your disposal

with a range
of on-board facilities

perfectly suited
to human

and nonhuman travelers.

For your shopping convenience,
the Zocalo is...

[Vibrating tone]

Bester: His name
is Jason Ironheart.

I believe you know
him, miss Winters.

Yes, he was
my instructor

at the Psi-Corps
training academy.

Kelsey: His job is
to work with telepaths

level p5 through p10--

high-level training,

jamming,
long-range scanning,

the development
of fringe skills,

that sort of thing.

What's his psi-rating?

He's a 10.

All instructors
at the academy

are rated p10.

And psi-cops?
What are you rated?

P12.

Someone has to keep
an eye on the rest.

Yes, but who watches
the watchmen?

One year ago,

Jason Ironheart
was reassigned

to Earthforce
military intelligence,

working on
a covert operation.

What kind
of covert operation?

That information is
on a need-to-know basis,

Commander,

and you don't need
to know.

Let's just say that
what's in his brain

would compromise
Earthforce defense

and lead to the death

of many of
our covert operatives

on other worlds.

We think he intends
to sell that information

to other governments.

That's nonsense.

Jason would never
do anything like that.

Bester: Our job
is to find him

and bring him
back alive,

if possible.

Dead, if necessary.

Have you had
any contact

with Jason Ironheart

since you left
the academy?

Just letters.

The last one
was about a year ago.

You understand
we'll have to

scan you to be sure.

Is that necessary?

I'm telling you
the truth.

Perhaps.

Perhaps not.

Look, if she doesn't
want to be scanned--

she's required
to submit.

If she's seen him
or heard from him,

his mental
fingerprints

will be in
her thoughts.

Kelsey: The process
is not pleasant.

You may stay or leave,
as you choose.

Ohh!

[Gasps]

That's enough.

I said that's enough!

Ohh...

She's telling
the truth.

She hasn't seen him.

Kelsey: Surprising, given
your prior involvement.

If Ironheart hasn't
shown up yet, he will.

We must be informed
at once.

Do not attempt
any contact with him.

Especially you,
Ms. Winters.

Do not approach him.

Do not speak to him.

Is that clear?

Yes.

You can go now.

What level
of physical threat

does he represent?

That's
something else

you don't need
to know.

Just find him.

We'll do the rest.

Hello, Talia.

I've been
looking for you.

Ironheart: Talia...

Talia, wait, please.

I can't see you.
The psi-cops are here.

I know.

Listen, Talia--

what did you do?
Why are they after you?

Do you know what
they did to me?

Yes. Yes, I do.

That's why I waited until
after they scanned you

to make contact,

but it's ok.

We'll be safe
for a while at least.

I have to talk to you.

I--i need a place,

a place
where I can wait,

just
for a little while.

Why? What's
going on, Jason?

All I can say now is that
I can't let them find me.

If they do, then I'll
have to kill them,

or they'll
have to kill me.

But it's not
just us, Talia.

There are thousands.

Millions of lives
are at stake.

Just give me 5 minutes

to explain.
That's all.

Then, if you
want me to leave,

I will.

Please?

Catherine:
If this is your way

of getting at the Commander
through me--

no. Whether you
believe it or not,

I'm doing this
for your own safety.

Sigma 957 is not
a healthy place.

Strange things
happen there.

It's uninhabited!

There's no sentient life
to threaten anyone.

Nonetheless,
it is not safe.

I have passed
through that sector.

Take my word.
Look elsewhere.

I think you want
Sigma 957 for yourself.

The Narn government

doesn't have
the resources

to exploit a world
that far away.

But you want to hold
onto it anyway,

out of sheer spite.

Considering what you were
probably told about me,

I'm sure
you do believe that.

Despite your long
acquaintance with Sinclair,

you're new here,
aren't you?

Let me pass onto you

the one thing I've learned
about this place.

No one here...

Is exactly
what he appears.

Not Mollari,

not Delenn...

Not Sinclair,

and not me.

My warning is Sincere.

Ignore it
at your own peril.

Ambassador.

If I have to,
I'll go over your head.

I have contacts of my own
in the Narn regime.

Then I fear
the Commander

will miss you greatly

when you fail to return
from Sigma 957.

A year ago,

I volunteered for
a Psi-Corps experiment.

It was an attempt

to make telepaths
even stronger.

Turn a p5 into a p10

and a p10 into...

To god knows what.

Why?

Because
in this business,

whoever has the strongest
telepath wins.

The military wants
to scan the enemy.

The enemy wants
a telepath strong enough

to block the scan.

And we want someone

who can cut
through the block.

They said
it was necessary

to help protect Earth.

Anyway...

The experiments
went on for months.

Genetic manipulation,

mutated strains of serotin
and acetylcholine

to increase
neural processing.

5, 10, sometimes 15
injections a day.

The pain was...

Then one day,

I woke up,

and I could
see everything.

It was as if my mind
had been a seed

for all of those years,

and then suddenly
it blossomed.

I could cut through
any block

without even trying.

All I had to do
was to look at them

to see what was inside.

And that's when
I discovered the truth.

Talia,

do you remember
the tk tests that you took

just before you graduated
from the academy?

Of course. I used
an old penny I've had

since I was a girl.

I tried for days
to make it move

with my thoughts,

and I couldn't do it.

Only one
in every thousand humans

has telepathic abilities.

Only 1 in every
10,000 telepaths

has telekinetic abilities,

and half of them
are clinically insane.

You see, that was
the real purpose

behind the experiment,

to create
a stable telekinetic.

And it worked, Talia.

It worked beyond
everyone's wildest dreams.

That is why
I cannot go back...

Even if it means
letting them kill me.

Commander.

I just got a lead
on Ironheart.

I ran a check
on incoming ships,

and it turns out
one of them

was a stolen transport.

Where's it from?

Sector 15.

That puts it 2 jumps
away from the station.

I checked with Bester,
and that matches

the last known location
for Ironheart.

Assuming he hasn't
booked passage

on another transport,

he'll need
a place to stay.

I'm already on it.

50 guest quarters
were rented

in the last 24 hours.

I'm having
every one checked.

I want that guy found

and out of here
as fast as possible.

I don't like psi-cops
nosing around up here.

There's just something
creepy about them.

The way they look at you

like you're
some kind of bug.

Commander.

Just 50 quarters
to search.

Good.

That should help
narrow it down.

Anatomically impossible,
Mr. Garibaldi...

But you're welcome
to try,

anytime...

Anywhere.

Controller:
Confirmed, skydancer.

You are clear for jump.

Please log in
jumpgate sequence,

primary gate
to gates 141, 27, and 15b.

Controller:
Confirmed. Destination?

Sigma 957.

Open private channel
to homeworld.

Computer voice:
Channel open.

Ambassador G'Kar,
third circle,

requesting clear channel

to Narn military
headquarters.

I require a frazi-class
heavy fighter for a mission.

Destination Sigma 957.

Make sure it's well-armed.

[Beep]

I thought they wanted
telekinetics for big jobs,

heavy construction
in zero gravity

or defense.

I mean, imagine
a telekinetic shield

as a defense
against beam weapons

for diplomats
or Presidents.

But they
didn't want big.

No, they wanted
mental control

over small objects,

the smaller the better.

Jason, that doesn't
make any sense.

No? Think about it.

You want
to assassinate someone,

so you bring in
a telekinetic.

He reaches into
the person's throat,

and then gently,

quietly,

with a thought,

he pinches
the carotid artery shut.

The blood stops,

the brain starves,

the target dies.

And then you just let go.

Murder without a trace.

No fingerprints,
no poisons.

Oh, my god.

But they didn't
understand, Talia,

the power,
how far it--

[vibrating tone]

Jason!
What is it?

Get out!

Please, quickly.

I...can't control this.

Get out...

While you...

Can.

Ohh...

What the hell?

Mindquake.

Sinclair:
Have you got a fix

on the source
of that disturbance?

Yeah, level 16,

about 3 sections
further down.

Just one problem--

only way to get there
is to go through that.

Sinclair: What is it?

I don't know,
but it's got level 16

completely surrounded,
360 degrees.

We can't get past it.

When we asked Bester

what level of physical threat
this guy represents,

he said it was on
a need-to-know basis.

If you ask me
right now,

we need to know.

Catherine: Computer,
projected e.T.A. At Sigma 957?

Computer voice:
At maximum safe speed,

project e.T.A.
Sigma 957

at 2 hours, 5 minutes,
30 seconds

Earth standard time.

All right.

Let's get this show
on the road.

Bester: We had
our orders.

Mister, I don't care
if you had

a personal message
from god

complete
with stone tablets!

You lied to me.

You withheld information

and put this station
at risk.

Call me crazy,
but don't you think

it might've
helped for us

to know what
we were facing?

We we were doing
what we thought was best.

You were wrong,
and because of that,

I've got
a half-dozen wounded men

on a section of blue 16

that's turned
into a no-man's land.

Every corridor
and transport tube

into there is blocked
by some kind of curtain.

Now I want the truth,
and I want it now!

Mr. Ironheart is no longer

what you or I
would consider...

Entirely human.

Then what is he?

We don't know.

Be...

Still.

Be still.

Be...

Still.

After the last phase
of the experiment,

Ironheart began showing
signs of stress.

Paranoia, psychoses.

One night, he slipped
out of his room,

killed
the head researcher,

and escaped.

At each step of the way,

his telekinetic abilities
have grown stronger,

more violent.

In his enhanced state,
he's a valuable commodity.

If word got out,
other governments might try

to grab him first.

We couldn't
take that chance.

It was
a calculated risk.

Good old Psi-Corps.

You guys never cease
to amaze me.

All the moral fiber
of Jack the ripper.

What do you do
in your spare time,

juggle babies
over a fire pit?

Oops, there goes
another calculated risk.

You're not helping
the situation.

Lady, you are
the situation.

Sinclair: We've seen
how powerful he is.

How did just the two
of you plan to stop him?

During the experiment,

Ironheart was programmed
with a fail-safe code

that will shut him down,
put him to sleep.

It has to be
sent by a telepath

directly into his brain.

He's got
to have defenses.

Between the two of us,
we're strong enough

to burrow past
his defenses

and take him down.

But we have to be
in the line of sight

to do it.

You have 2 choices:

Let us take him
down our way,

or you'll
have to kill him

before he blows out
this station

and everyone on it.

Jason?

If you can hear me,

this won't work.

I need to talk
to you, Jason.

Please?

Jason?

Jason!

I thought that
seeing you,

being with you again
would be enough,

help me hold it together,

shut out the voices.

Just rest...

For a little while...

Before the end.

Before...

I shouldn't have come.

I--i put you at risk--
everyone.

I never meant--

i--i never wanted...

I know.

I know.

We all thought
Psi-Corps was controlled

by the government,

but that's changing.

The corps is starting
to pull the strings

behind the scene.

They're more powerful

than you can begin
to imagine.

Telepaths make the ultimate
blackmailers, Talia.

I--i see it all.

I--i see it all.

Jason--

there is no more Jason.

I am something else.

I...

Am becoming...

Becoming what?

Everything.

[Crying]

Catherine: Computer,

assume parking orbit
around Sigma 957.

Computer voice:
Confirmed.

Begin preliminary
atmospheric survey.

Launch environmental probe
on my Mark.

Mark.

Receiving
planetary data.

Logging in.

Good.

[Imitating G'Kar] "Sigma 957
is not a healthy place.

Strange things happen there."

Right.

P.A. announcer: Level 16
is not accessible.

Commander, I need
to talk to you.

I've seen Jason.

What? Where?

It's a long story,

and we don't have
much time.

We need to talk
privately and quickly.

Talia:
Jason's changing.

His telekinetic
abilities

are growing faster
than he anticipated.

It's almost
beyond his control.

He doesn't want
to endanger the station,

doesn't want
to hurt anyone,

but what
he's becoming

doesn't leave him
much choice.

He wants to see you

alone and unarmed.

He'll drop
his defenses,

but only for you.

I know it's asking you

to take
a terrible chance,

but it's the only one
we've got.

All right.

Where and when?

Blue 12 in one hour.

Talia, what's
between you and Jason?

Why did he come here?

To see me.

We were lovers.

He was
everything to me...

The perfect model
of what it meant

to be in the corps.

Do you know
what it's like

when telepaths
make love, Commander?

You drop every defense,

and it's all mirrors

reflecting
each other's feelings...

Deeper and deeper...

Until somewhere
along the line your...

Souls mix...

And it's a feeling
so profound

it makes you hurt.

It's the only moment
in a telepath's life

when you no longer
hear the voices.

He came to say good-bye,
Commander.

He came to say good-bye.

Computer, identify.

What the hell was that?

Unknown.

Computer!

90% power loss.

Emergency power.

Negative
emergency power.

Orbit deteriorating.

Estimate impact
with Sigma 957

in 2 hours.

Catherine: Computer, open
emergency tachyon channel

to Babylon 5.

Insufficient
energy reserves

to establish
communications.

Scan for
any nearby ships.

Negative on scan.

Adjust ship's orientation.

Maybe we can bounce
off the atmosphere

instead of burning up
when we hit.

Negative.
Insufficient power.

Dammit!

There's gotta
be something I can do.

Time to impact?

1.3 hours.

Ironheart:
We need to speak.

The Psi-Corps
is dedicated

to one thing,
Commander:

Control.

Control over telepaths,

the economy, the courts,

over matter,
over thought itself,

but there is something
even more powerful,

something they didn't
even know existed

until I crossed
the line.

Not mind over matter,

mind over energy.

I was suddenly able
to influence objects

that were smaller
and smaller:

Molecules, atoms,
neutrons.

I look at you,
Commander,

and I see not a man,

but a galaxy
of subatomic particles

which I can pull apart
and rearrange

with a casual thought.

This is a power we were
never meant to have.

We're not ready for it.

If the psi-cops
take him back,

they'll dissect him,

take him apart
to find out

what combination of drugs
released this power.

Can you imagine,
Commander,

what they would
do with it?

What anyone would
do with it?

Which is exactly
why they say

you shouldn't be allowed
to leave here alive.

Why should I trust you
to not misuse this?

I've already had
6 people hurt.

An accident.

At each new level,

it takes me a while
to adjust.

I have to fight
every minute

to control the forces
in my head.

If I'm distracted
for even a second--

what about
the researcher you killed?

I didn't want to,

but he was the only one

who could replicate
the process.

There must never be
any more like me.

I mean you no harm,
Commander.

If I did, I could
vaporize you right now

with a single thought.

Please, you must
believe me.

Assuming I do,

what is it
you want from me?

Your help...

And your trust.

I need to get away
from here.

I need time
to finish becoming,

and then
I'll be gone.

Please.

Sinclair to c&c.

This is c&c.

Are you all right,
Commander?

Sinclair: Condition green.
Is Garibaldi there?

Right here.

Have your security team
clear a path

from blue 16
to the docking bay.

I don't want to see
anyone on the way,

and I don't want anyone
outside security

to know what's going on.
Is that clear?

Confirmed,
Commander.

What's up?

We're coming out.

Catherine: Condition?

Hull temperature

to 700 degrees
and climbing.

Entering
atmosphere.

[Beep beep]

2 ships detected.

Now entering
local space.

What?

Where?

Put it on monitor.

Catherine: This is
an emergency request.

This is Catherine Sakai
of the Earth survey ship--

Narn: Of the Earth ship
skydancer.

Yes, we know.

You what?
Please identify yourself.

Captain Sh'Drog
of the Narn regime,

outer sector
fighter unit.

We were dispatched
some time ago

to assist you.

Dispatched by whom?

Ambassador G'Kar,
third circle.

Please stand by
for grapple.

We will link up

and escort you back
to Babylon 5.

Sh'Drog out.

P.A. announcer:
Attention, please.

Will all nonessential
personnel

please clear all corridors

in sections blue 16
through red 4.

What's going on?

Just a drill, sir.

Nothing to be
concerned about.

You're sure?

Yes, I'm--

good.

Thank you.

Uhh...

Uhh...

No.

No, I refuse!

I am not going
back with you!

This man is
under my protection.

You...don't...know

what...you're...
Doing!

Commander!

We have to hurry.

There's not much--

the fail-safe code. They're
trying to shut him down.

Talia: Mindquake!
They're distracting him!

He's losing control!

Let him go!

You hear me?
Let him go!

I won't go!

Leave him alone.
You don't understand!

Ohh!

I won't go back!

Please, no.

Don't make me do this.

You cannot harm me.

You cannot harm one

who has dreamed
a dream like mine.

Talia, look out!

Aah!

We'll get you
to a doctor.

No! No time.

Must get to the ship.

Hurry.

Hurry!

What's he doing?

Nothing.

He's not moving
to the jumpgate.

He's just sitting there.

Technician: Picking up
energy surge.

How big?

Off the scale.

Ironheart: Talia.

Jason.

I have...

Become.

In memory of love,

I give you a gift,

the only gift
I have to give.

Good-bye, Commander.

I will see you again

in a million years.

You realize, of course,

my superiors will
believe none of this.

Yes.

Especially since
in about an hour,

we'll have a small
accident in data storage

that will erase
the file you just saw.

So what
do you suggest?

Something close
to the truth--

that Ironheart's ship
escaped Babylon 5,

but exploded before it
could enter the jumpgate.

And if I refuse?

Then my report
will mention

how you lied to us,

endangered the station,

and through
your interference

caused the death
of your fellow psi-cop.

Not much
of a choice, is it?

It gets better.

Your report
will indicate

that Talia Winters
was not responsible

for her actions
in helping Ironheart,

that she was under
his mental control

and should not be
penalized for her actions.

That's a lie.

Yes, it is.

What's your point?

There's a transport
leaving for Earth

in 20 minutes,
Mr. Bester.

Be on it.

Be seeing you, Commander.

You figure
on telling the senator

what Ironheart said
about the Psi-Corps

trying to control
everything in sight?

I don't know.

I'm not sure what
it would accomplish.

He was feverish,
paranoid.

Maybe it's true.
Maybe it isn't.

Without any evidence,
without Ironheart,

it's just his word
against the corps.

But I suggest we
keep our eyes open,

just in case.

You got that right.

How's Talia?

Better. Resting.

Good.

I wonder
what Ironheart meant

when he said
he gave her a gift?

If I asked her,
you think she'd tell me?

No.

Ambassador!
Ambassador G'Kar!

Ah, Ms. Sakai,

I'm pleased to see

that you have
returned safely

from your expedition.

Yes. Thanks to you.

Just one question.
Why?

Why not?

That's
not an answer.

[Laughs]
Oh, yes, it is,

it's simply not
an answer you like

or the answer
you expected.

There's a difference.

Narns, humans,
Centauri--

we all do what we do
for the same reason.

Because it seemed like
a good idea at the time.

There was no profit,
no advantage

in letting you fall

to an untimely and most
uncomfortable death.

It would distress
the Commander

to no good effect.

So, once again,
we return to...

Why not?

I told you
before you left...

No one here...

Is entirely
what they appear.

If I surprised you,

all the better.

Good day, Ms. Sakai.

Ambassador...

While I was
out there, um,

I saw something.

What was it?

What is this?

An ant.

"Ant."

So much gets shipped
up from Earth

on commercial
transports,

it's hard
to keep them out.

Yeah. I have just
picked it up

on the tip of my glove.

If I put it down again,

and it asks another ant,

"what was that?"

[Laughs]
How would it explain?

There are things
in the universe

billions of years older
than either of our races.

They are vast,

timeless.

And if they're aware
of us at all,

it is as little more
than ants,

and we have as much chance

of communicating with them

as an ant has with us.

We know.

We've tried.

And we've learned
that we can either

stay out
from under foot

or be stepped on.

That's it?

That's all you know?

Yes.

They are a mystery,

and I am both terrified
and reassured

to know that there
are still wonders

in the universe,

that we have not yet
explained everything.

Whatever they are,
Ms. Sakai,

they walk near Sigma 957,

and they must
walk there alone.

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