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You realize this is an extremely
dangerous situation.

He's been through much worse.

- I think he's doomed.
- Not a chance.

Care to put money on that?

Gambling is one of the lesser sins. I've
always thought that if you're gonna sin...

you may as well go for one
of the really big ones.

If you don't mind...

- ...I'm trying to concentrate.
- Sorry.

Concentrate all you want,
there's nowhere you can go.

I'd expect a comment like that from someone
with no clearly defined pattern of faith.

I believe in a little of everything.
I'm eclectic. Open-minded.

Rudderless, directionless.

Cast adrift without compass on an ocean
of ecclesiastical possibilities.

Tossed by the winds this way, that way.

I'm hearing a lot of talk
and you still haven't made a move.

Your Ambassador Delenn
has a wonderful phrase:

"Faith manages."

Check. And I do believe...

mate.

Ivanova, go.

Ambassador Kosh is about
to come out of hyperspace.

He wants you to meet him in Bay 13.

Tell him that's fine. I'm on my way.

Later.

Captain.

You wanna tell me where
you learned that little move?

Divine inspiration.

Oh, and speaking
of divine inspiration. Edward.

Edward, show the captain
what you showed me.

Oh, I'm sure that the captain
has better things to do with his time.

Not anymore.

What is it?

- This is beautiful.
- I keep telling him he should sell them.

Work of this quality
could fetch quite a price...

and the order could
certainly use the money.

But he insists on giving them away.

Joy is first in the making,
and then in the giving.

I'm doubly blessed.

- Do you really like it?
- Oh, absolutely.

Well, then when I've finished it, it's yours.
If you'll have it.

I'd be honored. Thank you.

Great.

Ambassador, you wanted to see me.

Yes.

Formality.

Ritual.

- You should be informed.
- Informed of what?

Returning.

Hello, commander. I said I'd be back.

The Babylon Project was our last,
best hope for peace.

It failed.

But in the year of the Shadow War,
it became something greater...

our last, best hope for victory.

The year is 2260.
The place, Babylon 5.

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BABYLON 5 3x04 "PASSING THROUGH GETHSEMANE"

So when I left here a month ago...

I found a ship willing to carry me
to the border of the Vorlon Empire.

He wouldn't go any closer than that.

Smart man. No ship entering
Vorlon space has ever come back.

Ever since I made contact with
Ambassador Kosh, I've been called there.

I knew they'd let me in.

- And did they?
- Not at first.

We held position for three days,
beaming a signal into their territory.

No answer.

Finally, the pilot got nervous,
wanted to come back.

I gave him the last of my money
in exchange for the life pod.

He left me there with five days of air,
food and water.

The signal wasn't doing any good...

so I tried sending a telepathic call
out in every direction.

Five days later, I was lying on the floor,
last of my air almost gone...

when a ship came alongside.

I must have passed out at that point.

The next thing I remember,
I was on the Vorlon Homeworld.

- Well, come on, tell us about it.
- I can't.

I wish I could, but I'm not allowed
to talk about most of what I saw.

The rest, you wouldn't believe anyway.

Ambassador Kosh says you'll
be working for him from now on.

- Was this a condition for being released or-?
- It's entirely my decision.

I'll be based here,
but I'll be gone much of the time.

You do realize that sooner or later,
Psi Corps is gonna find out you're back.

When that happens,
they'll come after you.

If you're on your own,
we may not be able to protect you.

You don't have to. He will.

Well, either way,
you've been through a lot.

Now, you seem fine, but I'd like Dr. Franklin
to do a full workup just to be sure.

- Unless you have an objection.
- No, not at all.

I'll stop by as soon as I've settled.

Thank you.

Nobody's ever been
to the Vorlon Homeworld and back again.

Yet she goes, comes back like
she just took a trip to the corner store.

And now she's working for Kosh.

Is anybody else as creeped out
about this as I am?

And we can handle all your
data transfer requirements...

for roughly half of what
you're paying currently.

And you guarantee accuracy?

In our order, our work is an offering.

A kind of prayer,
so it has to be done properly.

A thousand years ago, we were illuminating
manuscripts, transcribing the scriptures.

Now we do this.

It earns us the money to continue
our primary work here.

Which is?

Learning all the names and faces of God
from our non-human brothers.

Well, if it makes you happy,
and we get what we need...

who am I to argue?
You can tell Brother Theo you've got a deal.

Thank you.
And he will be very pleased.

I'll call the head office,
tell them to start the paperwork.

You should hear from them
in a few days.

Now, there's an interesting
good-luck charm.

- That's not mine.
- It fell from your bag.

I don't remember putting it there. I think
I would have remembered a black rose.

Then it appears
you have a secret admirer.

Good seeing you, Brother Edward.

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Mr. Garibaldi, I was hoping you'd be here.
I need a favor.

- Shoot.
- A Minbari trade delegation...

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I know it's short notice...

but if you could provide added security...

No problem. Consider it done.

The Lester James Monroe murder trial
has finally come to an end.

I've been waiting for this story. Volume.

...case concluded at 12:30 EST.

After which time the 12-person jury...

found Lester James Monroe
guilty of the seven murders committed...

during a 10-day killing spree
in New Vegas.

- Deliberations in the case-
- Good.

You wouldn't believe how smug
this guy was during the trial, ambassador...

like nobody could touch him.
They finally nailed him.

That lying little rat bastard.

Monroe has been sentenced
to the death of personality.

The mindwipe will take place
Monday at midnight...

after which, he will spend the rest of his
life serving the community that he harmed.

In other news...

Off.

You know, guys like this make me long
for the days of the electric chair.

Hell, sometimes I think
we need electric bleachers.

What exactly
is this "death of personality"?

Well, it started up when everybody decided
the death penalty was a bad idea.

Instead, you mindwipe the guy.

By erasing all his memories, you destroy
the personality that committed the murders.

You then build a new personality
and send him someplace...

where he won't run
into the family of his victims.

After that, he spends the rest of his life
doing community service helping society.

They say it's more humane and keeps
the prisons from getting overcrowded.

But you don't agree.

I'm an eye-for-an-eye,
tooth-for-a-tooth kind of guy.

So you support a system that would
leave everyone blind and toothless.

Not everyone. Just the bad guys.

Breathe in, please.

Hold it.

And...

release.

- Interesting.
- What?

I did a medical profile on you
just before you left.

Been through a lot since then:

Oxygen deprivation, stress, fatigue.

But according to the scanners,
you're in better health than when you left.

Hell, according to this file, this is the
best shape you've been in for five years.

I think you're exaggerating
just a little, doctor.

Yeah? According to your record,
you have a chronic iron deficiency.

It's a congenital condition.
It's gone.

Your enlarged appendix
is now normal size...

and a slight hiatal hernia
has somehow fixed itself.

I'd love to know how you did it.

And I'd love to tell you, but I honestly don't
have any idea what you're talking about.

Look, I'd love to stay and chat, but I have
really got to unpack and get to work.

Based on your examination,
is there any reason that I can't do that?

No, not yet.

There does seem to be an unusually
high level of oxygen in your bloodstream.

- Now, I can't see why that's happening-
- Then I'd better get going.

I don't want to keep the ambassador waiting.
Good to see you again, Dr. Franklin.

[***]

I'm sorry to impose on you personally
for this Mr Garibaldi...

but I didn't want to alarm Brother Theo.
And if others are brought into this-

Understood.

There. It's right there.

It was right here. I saw it.

Someone had written, written in blood...

- Maybe it was a trick of the lights.
- No. No, not this.

I was standing right here.

It said,� Death walks among you."
I know what I saw.

All right.

All right, you say it was there,
it was there.

I'll get you into another quarters
for tonight.

My people will go over this place tomorrow
and see what they can find.

- Is that okay?
- Okay.

All right.

Lyta Alexander, as I live and breathe.

I suggest you remove your hand, ambassador,
or you won't be doing either for much longer.

I was just surprised to see you, that's all.

Do you know that I was thinking
about you just the other day?

My extremely overpaid sources told me...

that you had been seen arriving
here in a Vorlon transport.

Now, they are a profoundly unreliable pool
of information on the best of days...

so I said, "No, it cannot be her."

The Vorlons do not pick up hitchhikers.

Not even one as attractive as you.

Besides, if it were you,
surely you would come by and say hello...

- ...to your old friend, Londo.
- I'm sorry, ambassador.

- No, Londo, please.
- But I'm very late. If you will excuse me.

You have been to the Vorlon Homeworld,
haven't you?

I would pay a great deal of money
for an hour of your time...

to find out what you have seen there.

Lyta, I understand the Psi Corps
is looking for you.

I would hate very much
for them to find you.

So would I.

Because I'm not with the Corps anymore.

That means I'm not bound by their rules.

So if someone were to turn me in,
I'd find him.

And before they took me,
I'd plant a nightmare deep in his mind...

where no one else could find
or remove it.

And that person would spend every night
for the rest of his life screaming.

Fine.

And keep your threats to yourself!

Nightmares.

The way my life has been going lately,
who'd notice?

I really appreciate your taking this time
to see me, Ambassador Delenn.

Among my people, it is considered an honor
to aid any true seeker in his quest.

- Do you mind if I record?
- No, not at all.

So can you tell me a little bit
about what your people believe?

It is...

It is very hard to explain.

We do not believe
in any individual god or gods...

but rather,
we believe that the soul is...

What is a good term?

A non-localized phenomenon.

I'm not sure I understand
what that means.

Well, if I project a beam
of light at the wall...

you see the light on the wall.
But the wall is not the source of the light.

It comes in from somewhere else.

The soul is also a projection.

It does not exist inside us any more
than the light exists inside the wall.

But this shell is the only way
we can perceive it.

We believe that the universe
itself is conscious...

in a way we can never truly understand.

It is engaged in a search for meaning.

So it breaks itself apart, investing its own
consciousness in every form of life.

We are the universe trying
to understand itself.

May I...?

- May I ask you a question now?
- Of course.

For you, personally,
what is the defining moment of your belief?

Not the history, the doctrines,
but the emotional core of it.

On the night before our Lord
was crucified...

he spent the night alone
in the garden at Gethsemane.

And he knew they were gonna come
for him, and in a moment of weakness...

he asked if this cup
could pass from him.

If he could be spared the pain and death
that would come with the morning.

And of course, the cup would not pass,
and the soldiers would come to Gethsemane.

But he did not have to be there
when they arrived.

He could have chosen to leave...

to postpone the inevitable
for a few hours or even days.

He knew what would happen,
but he chose to stay.

To sacrifice himself,
and thus atone for the sins of others.

It's a very fragile, human moment.

And I've often thought about that night.

And I honestly...

don't know if I would have
had the courage to have stayed.

Again, I would like to thank you
for your time, ambassador.

Perhaps we could continue
our discussion in a few days.

I would very much like to hear
about Valen sometime.

- I would like that.
- As would I.

Valen was the greatest of us. A thousand
years ago, he came from nowhere...

and formed the Grey Council,
and brought peace to our people.

They say he was a Minbari,
not born of Minbari.

- According to the third-
- Another time, Lennier.

I'm sure Brother Edward is tired.

Well, I am a bit.

Again, I want to thank both of you.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Brown 17, please.

- Sorry.
- It's all right.

Hello? Hello?

Help me! Please, someone,
in God's name...

[***]

Hey, Charlie.

- You killed her, Charlie.
- You killed her.

Hey, Charlie.

- Charlie!
- Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

[***]

Edward, here you are.

We missed you at morning prayer.

I'm sorry, I forgot.

- Are you all right?
- No. No, I'm not.

Things have been happening, Theo.

Terrible things, and I don't know
if they're real or in my head.

Last night, in the hall near here,
I saw some things...

and they really frightened me.

I lost the bag.

- The one you gave me. I'm sorry.
- A bag can be replaced.

Right now I'm more concerned with you.

Have you spoken
to anyone else about this?

Mr. Garibaldi,
but I don't think he can help me. I'm-

I'm having memories.

Memories of things I never did
or thought I never did.

I don't know where they're coming from,
or what they mean-

Then perhaps it's best
to leave them alone.

I can't.

I don't know if I'm losing my mind
or if it were-

Or what?

Nothing. Nothing. Never mind.

Do you want me to stay
with you a while?

No. No, it's all right. I'm fine.

Computer, cross-reference
and analyze items.

The phrase: "Death walks among you. "

A black rose.

A name: Charlie or Charles.

A death: woman. Murdered.

Check criminal records on Earth
and associated colonies.

Processing.

Time required for comprehensive analysis:
four hours.

You wanted to see me?

Yes, captain.

One of my monks is having bad dreams.

Well, he has my sympathies,
but I don't see what I can do about-

He believes they are memories
he cannot account for.

Memories of terrible things
he may have done in the past.

When someone joins the order
in New Mallory...

we tend not to inquire
too deeply into their past.

Their reasons for joining, yes.
Their motives, their doctrinal beliefs.

But our resources are limited, and we often
rely on the word of those who come to us.

For eight years,
Brother Edward has been the best of us.

He's been kind and gentle.

He has given aid and comfort
to anyone who has required it...

without hesitation or expectation.
He is a good and decent man.

I would hate for him to discover
that at some earlier time in his life...

he was something very different.

- I can't believe it. Not him.
- Neither can I.

And I hope...

I pray that I am wrong.

But I do not have the resources to find out.

You do.

If I know Edward, he's certainly
started digging into this on his own.

I need you to get there first.

If it's nothing,
then he's simply under too much stress.

If there is something in his past...

we can work with him to overcome it.

We must get to the truth before he does...

or I fear for his life...

and his sanity.

Brother Edward?

You okay?

I lost my bag somewhere around here.

There was a Centauri, perhaps he saw it.

And then voices, but he wasn't here then.

And then the words
were right here, Mr. Garibaldi, in blood.

Same as in my quarters.

Yeah.

Look, we got a preliminary report
back on that.

The lab couldn't find any trace
of blood on your wall.

I've got them checking for anything else,
but I just thought you should know.

Tell them not to bother.

Why would an uneasy conscience
show up on a lab report?

- Is Brother Theo-?
- Yeah, he's occupied elsewhere.

I'll be sure to tell him
that you have asked after him.

Thanks.

I'll put out the word about your bag.

If somebody swiped it,
we'll find it when they try to sell it.

Of course. Thank you.

Analysis complete. Match found.

Date: April 3, 2251.

Location: Earth Colony 3
in Orion system.

Show me.

At 12:05 tonight, the death of personality
was carried out against Charles Dexter...

also known as the Black Rose Killer...

for the ritualistic mark
left beside each of his victims.

Nine people were murdered by Dexter
before he was found, arrested and convicted.

Following the mindwipe, Dexter will be
transported out of the Orion system...

and put to work serving the society
harmed by his actions.

Captain, we just finished
going over the records. It's confirmed.

Brother Edward
was originally Charles Dexter...

also known as the Black Rose Killer.

What happened?
How did he end up in a monastery?

After they erased his memory, they transferred
him to an interim facility back home.

Apparently, there was a fire,
and he was presumed killed.

Obviously, he survived
with a new set of memories...

and a personality programmed
to serve society.

What better place to serve
than in a religious order.

Exactly. Captain, one other thing.

According to station records,
the Black Rose archives...

were accessed about five hours ago.

Computer signature was the system
in Brother Edward's quarters.

He knows.

- Theo.
- Edward?

Edward.

What are you doing?
We've been looking for you.

You have to come with me.

I can't.

I can't go back, Theo.

How could they do it?
They say it's humane, merciful.

Do you know what it's like to wake up
one day and discover you're a monster?

- A murderer?
- Listen to me, Edward...

- ...we can work this out.
- No. It's too late.

What if...?

What if I had died, Theo,
never knowing what I had been?

How can I confess my sins to God
if I don't even know what they are?

The mind forgets,
but the stain remains with the soul.

The blood of innocent people
is still on my hands.

My memories are the creation
of somebody else...

and my soul is the soul of a killer...

and everything that I have done
has been a lie.

That's not true, Edward.

You've helped people, cared for people.

It's not enough.

Who knows what other crimes I may have
committed that they never found out about...

that I don't remember.

I am a murderer, Theo.

The sins of my former life
must be atoned for.

There must be justice.

- I know that now.
- Edward. Edward!

If you ask God to forgive your sins,
he knows what they are...

even if you've forgotten.

Leave it in his hands.

Goodbye, Theo.

I got something.
We just picked this up from a guy...

trying to sell it down in the bazaar.
It's Brother Edward's bag. Now, he forgot...

to turn off his comp-pad after talking
to Delenn. It's a good thing too.

It recorded voices in the hallway
that Edward thought were just in his head.

So I had my people check the area.
Somebody tapped into the PA system...

and used it to rattle him. We also found
traces of a chemical on the wall...

of his quarters that would look like blood
for a few minutes, then disappear.

Someone's here.

Someone who wants him to remember.

But that's not enough.

To shake a mindwipe like this,
you'd need more. You'd need-

- A telepath?
- Yeah.

But Psi Corps has rules
against breaking mindwipes,

so it'd have to be alien.

Brother Edward said a Centauri bumped
into him just before he went nuts.

Centauri don't hang around Downbelow.

Get ahold of Londo, he's bound to have
a list of all Centauri telepaths on station.

You got it.

I can't believe this.
I mean, who would wanna do this...

to Brother Edward deliberately?
What are they gonna get out of it?

Maybe something they felt they didn't get
when he was mindwiped instead of executed:

Revenge.

I knew you would come.

We came, all right.
It took us nine years to find you.

But we finally ran you to ground.

Look around. You know who we are?

I think so.

You're the sons and daughters
and husbands of the women I murdered.

You escaped justice before.

You didn't pay for what you did.
But that's gonna change.

But we wanted you to know
what you had done.

We wanted you to remember it all,
so that you'd know why we did it.

So that it'd be fresh in your mind
when you got to hell.

And now that we're here, they don't have
the guts to do what is necessary.

But I do.

Get up.

- Who hired you?
- Sorry, that information is confidential.

- They're gonna kill him, aren't they?
- That's none of my concern.

I did a job. That's the end of it.

You helped break down the mindwipe
so he'd remember.

A difficult assignment.
The wipe was very complete.

Fortunately, there's a great deal
of redundancy in the brain.

You just need to know
human neural pathways well enough...

to be able to find them...

- ...and stimulate them.
- Look, we're running out of time.

You're gonna tell me who they are
and where they are-

Or what?

What are you going to do,
torture it out of me?

Not likely.

You have no jurisdiction over
Centauri telepaths, so you can't arrest me.

And you can't use another telepath
to pull the information out of my brain...

because your Psi Corps
has rules forbidding such activities.

Then we have a little surprise for you.

Do it.

Let it go.

Let it go,
or I'll fry every synapse you've got!

Sorry.

He'll be fine. He just passed out.

Brown 42. They're in Brown 42.

Okay, that way. Let's go over there.
Let's split up, let's search by quarters.

Oh, dear God.

In here! Someone, help! In here!

Med alert, Brown 42.
We need a trauma team, stat.

Here.

All right. I got it.

Okay. Okay.

Easy.

- Okay, you got him?
- Yeah.

All right, nice and easy.

Nice and easy. Lay him down.

Okay.

Theo?

Don't move, Edward. Help is on the way.

It's all right, Theo.

I knew what was gonna happen.

I even waited for them to come, so forgive
them for doing what had to be done.

I always wanted to know...

if I would have the courage...

to stay at the garden at Gethsemane.

Now I know, Theo.

Now I know.

Captain, something you should see.

We caught him trying to sneak out a back
way. He's got blood on his hands and shirt.

- You did this?
- Yeah. I don't deny it.

He had it coming. After all these years.

- That murdering son of a-
- Captain! Captain, come on! Back off!

Get him down to lockup. Now! Move it!

Captain, calm down. Calm down.

Theo...

I'm afraid.

Is there enough forgiveness
for what I've done?

Always, Edward.

Always.

Take my hand.

Through the mysteries of our redemption...

may almighty God release you
from all punishments in this life...

and in the life to come.

May he open to you
the gates of paradise...

and welcome you to everlasting joy.

Father, look with compassion
on your servant, Edward...

who has trusted in your promises.

Welcome him to your kingdom in peace.

By the authority
which the apostolic see has given me...

I grant you a full pardon
and remission of all your sins.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son,
and of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Welcome back. That was a short trip.

The ambassador's errands
aren't usually very complicated.

- Thanks for keeping the area clear.
- Not a problem.

Now, keeping all this off the logs
that's a problem, but I can deal with it.

Speaking of ambassadors,
we've had several inquiries from Londo.

He said he's quite upset about some unnamed
telepath that was abusing one of his own...

a couple weeks ago.
We told him what we could.

I think it'll be okay.

What about the man who murdered
Brother Edward, is he going to trial?

That's long over.
He didn't even try to deny it.

Hell, he was proud of what he'd done.
They pronounced sentence a few days ago.

So, what happened?

I was going through Edward's effects
when I found this.

I know he wanted you to have it.

I'm afraid he never had the chance
to finish it.

You take away a man's life, memory,
in payment for his crimes.

It's still not enough.

Where does revenge end
and justice begin?

Forgiveness is a hard thing, isn't it, Theo?

I don't think anything
can ever be more difficult.

I'll keep this in a place of honor.

Thank you.

Brother Theo, I'm ready to go now.

Good.

Good.

I'll walk you to your ship.

Captain, this is Brother Malcolm.

He's just joined the order
under most unusual circumstances.

I asked for him specifically
when I heard he wanted to serve others.

He's about to leave
for the monastery back home...

where he'll be trained...

and trained well.

It is all that I've wanted to do
my whole life, as long as I can remember.

It is an honor to meet you, captain.

I've heard so much about you.

You must excuse the captain, Malcolm.

You interrupted his train of thought.

I believe you were saying
that forgiveness is a hard thing...

but something ever to strive for.

Were you not, captain?

Yes.

Yes, I was.

Good luck to you. I hope things work out.

I'm sure it will. Thank you, sir.

We must be going along now
or you'll miss your flight.

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