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Breathe in, please.

Again, slowly.

- Does it hurt when I do that?
- No. No, it's fine.

I don't, don't feel a thing.

Ow! Hey, hey, hey.

I don't like it
when my patients lie to me.

'Yeah, but we could've
discussed it. I mean, geez.'

What do you when a patient's
late' with a bill

stick needles in their eyes?

I cannot fill out an honest

physical evaluation
without your cooperation.

You are being cranky
and difficult.

Well, you try getting shot
in the back sometime

and see what it does
for your disposition.

So..

...how's it look?

Allowing for your tendency not
to report everything that hurts

your condition seems to be
improving right on schedule.

I imagine you'll be
able to get back to work

in the next day or so..

...providing you don't
exert yourself.

Yeah, well, I gotta check in
with the new captain first

find out if
he even wants me around.

Besides, I don't
know about this guy.

I keep thinking about how
everybody and his brother

wanted Sinclair out of here.

And now all of a sudden
this change of command.

Sinclair I could trust.

This guy...I don't know.

You don't mind my saying so,
you didn't exactly sound excited

when I mentioned
going back to work.

- 'Thought you'd be pleased.'
- Yeah, I-I am.

Mostly.

- See you around.
- Hey, Michael.

Wanna talk about it?

Doc, what do you want me to say?

I got shot in the back
by my own guy.

My own second-in-command.

He was right there all the time,
a snake in the garden

and I didn't even see it.

What the hell kind of a security
chief am I supposed to be

if I can't see
somethin' like that?

You can't be expected
to know everything.

Yes, I can, I could've known

and I should've known.

And now I...I just don't know

if I'm any damn use
to anybody anymore.

You know, I keep asking myself
what qualifies me

to take back my job and..

...I haven't got an answer.

I wish the hell I did.

So we quietly set up monitoring
stations

near Quadrant 37

to keep an eye
on the Narn buildup.

When we heard that you would, uh

personally take care
of the problem, well..

Yes, I'm sure it sounded
quite absurd.

More like insane.

Then the monitors went silent.

Spy probes sent in later
confirmed

that the entire Narn outpost
had been wiped out.

I would be very interested
to know

how you did that, ambassador.

Yes, I'm sure that you would.

Very well.

Keep your secrets for now.

What matters is,
that you have saved

'our people from another
embarrassing surrender'

'by our idiot emperor.'

What you did required
independence of thought.

Initiative. Courage.

And a rather large
and aggressive strike force

which you have managed
to assemble

without anyone knowing about it.

Even the Narns
don't suspect it was us.

Or more precisely, you.

'We need more people
like you, Mollari.'

For what?

He can be trusted.

The emperor...is old

sick and frightened.

'He's a pitiful figure.
His health is failing rapidly.'

'With the recent death
of his son'

'there's no clear line
of succession.'

When the time comes

my associates and I
intend to fill that vacuum.

It will not be easy.

There will be resistance
from the old guard.

Overcoming that resistance
may require force.

'Can we count
on your support, ambassador?'

What you are asking
could be considered treason.

Or the first step
in restoring our people

to their rightful place
in the galaxy.

Depending on who writes
the history books.

I think it will be us.

'What do you think?'

I think..

...that we have a great deal
of work ahead of us.

Security to Station House.

'We have a Drazi fight
in the bazaar.'

'I need a full
tactical team, ASAP.'

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.

'Goodbye, Refa.'

You will give my regards
to the others, hmm?

Of course.

For a long time,
they've been looking for a sign

that it's time for our people

to step forward again
into history.

I will try very hard to
convince them that you are it.

See you again soon, Mollari.

Great Maker.

- What?
- A techno-mage.

- 'Looks like a human.'
- 'What's a techno-mage?'

We used to have them back home,
long ago.

They use science to achieve
the effect of magic.

I haven't seen one in years.
They almost never travel.

'They don't like to leave
their places of power.'

To see even one of them
is a rare thing.

To see more than one at a time..

...is considered
a very bad omen.

Three.

This is definitely not good.

How long has this fighting
been going on?

It's been building
for the last couple of weeks.

- It's a cultural thing.
- Hm.

Once every five years,
all the Drazi here and at home

'divide up into two camps
and fight it out.'

But it's not a fight
to the death?

No. Just until the loser gives
up or is knocked senseless.

Whichever side wins the most
victories becomes

the dominant group
for the next five years

when it starts all over again.

Actually, the timing of this
may work out to be a good thing.

I have decided
that it is time for you

to start learning
the fine art of diplomacy.

'If you could handle
the low-priority conflicts'

'it would help me to focus
on the other problems.'

Besides, added responsibility
comes with any promotion.

'I know it's annoying
and inconvenient but--'

Did you say promotion?

Yes, would you like some juice?

It's fresh
from the hydroponic garden.

I told them
to leave the pulp in.

That's the best part,
don't you think..

...commander?

I pushed through the paperwork
the day after I got here.

I think you more than earned it.

- I don't know what to say.
- Well!

Thank you would be
a good place to start.

Thank you.

Now, your first job will be

to find a peaceful solution

to the Drazi problem, okay?

'And if you'll excuse me..'

...I have to pay a visit
to someone.

Oh, ambassador, there you are.

I have been looking
everywhere for you.

The Abbai delegation
is waiting to see you.

Th-they had an appointment.
They want to talk about.. Oh.

On the other hand, maybe
I'll just sit here for a while.

Vir..

...do you believe in fate?

Well, actually..

...I believe there are currents
in the universe.

Eddies and tides that, that
pull us one way or the other.

Some we have to fight,
some we have to embrace.

Unfortunately, the currents
that we have to fight

look exactly like the currents
we have to embrace.

The-the currents
that we think are the ones

that's gonna make us stronger

they're the ones
that are going to destroy us.

And the ones that we think
are going to destroy us

they're the ones
that are gonna make us stronger.

- Now the other currents--
- Vir!

- Yes or no?
- Y-y-yes.

You know, somewhat. Why?

I was thinking about
what Refa said before he left.

That they're looking
for a sign back home.

Before our first emperor
took the throne

of the Centauri Republic

he consulted three techno-mages

who gave him their blessing.

Now that is an image
that is very powerful

for those of us who
still believe in the old ways.

If they want me to help
restore the Republic

it wouldn't hurt for our people

to associate me
with the emperor.

I will consult them.

It will have considerable
influence back home.

Go to them. Arrange it.
I'll be in my quarters.

Londo, I really don't think
I wanna do this.

Londo!

Yeah, come in.

Mr. Garibaldi.

Captain.

I've been expecting you
to come by for some time.

Since you hadn't, I..

...decided the mountain
should visit Mohammed after all.

'Good to see you on your feet.'

I talked to Dr. Franklin.

He says you can come back
to work anytime you want.

'What do you say?'

I don't know.

'I don't know if I'm ready
to come back or..'

...or if you want me
to come back.

Maybe it'd just be easier
on everybody

if I resigned and moved on.

Probably.

The universe doesn't give you
any points

for doing things
that are easy.

Your record is..

...colorful, to say the least.

Everything I've heard suggests

that you know this station
better than anyone else.

I would be foolish to throw away
a valuable resource..

...without at least trying
to work together.

I need someone I can trust
running security.

I'd like it to be you.

Now if you decide you'd rather
be someplace else..

...I'll understand.

I'll hold your job open
as long as I can.

Don't take too long, okay?

'As you all know, we're having
a bit of a problem'

'here right now.'

'The aforementioned problem
being that'

'you keep trying
to beat each other senseless'

'with blunt instruments
and banging up'

'against the bulkhead,
pounding, mugging'

'jumping and generally
carrying on cranky.'

'Now, while some of the other
species wouldn't mind'

if you wiped each other out..

...even they would prefer
that you did so quietly.

But this station is dedicated
to the goal of finding

peaceful solutions
to our problems.

'And we would like to find
one here.'

Now you can start
by helping me to understand

the precise nature
of the conflict

between the two sides
that you've set up.

Green.

Purple.

No, I understand
there are two factions

but what is your point
of contention?

And where do you disagree
with each other?

Purple.

Green.

Yes, but who gets to wear
the purple sash

and who gets to wear
the green sash?

I mean, is it based on income
or caste or rank or--

We put green and purple
in great barrel.

Equal to numbers of Drazi.

'Then we reach in, we take.'

Where there was one
Drazi people, now there are two.

The two fight
until there are one.

That's it?
I mean i-it's totally random?

Arbitrary?

Well, then how do you choose
the leader for either side?

One purple and one green
carries mark of leadership.

He who takes leader cloth
is leader.

He who takes green is Green
and follows Green leader.

He who takes purple is Purple

and follows Purple leader.

Okay, so in other words..

Would you two please step
forward for a minute, please?

Okay, so what
you're trying to tell me

is that if I take this
purple sash

off of him
and put it onto him..

...that this one thing alone
is enough to start a..

Hello?

I am Vir Cotto

diplomatic attache
to Ambassador Londo Mollari

of the Centauri Republic.

I'm told by the people
running that way

that this is where
I can find the techno-mages.

I'm here on behalf
of Ambassador Mollari..

...and I need to speak
to someone who is in charge.

Obviously, it would be
at your earliest convenience.

My name is Vir Cotto,
diplomatic attache

to Ambassador Londo Mollari
of the Centauri Republic.

My name is Vir Cotto,
diplomatic attache

to Ambassador Londo Mollari
of the Centauri Republic.

- My name is--
- 'Stop program.'

You don't frighten easily.

I work for Ambassador Mollari.

After a while,
nothing bothers you.

And what does your master
want with me?

My employer
requests an audience.

I'm sorry,
neither I nor my brothers

do private audiences.

We have nothing more
to say to anyone

on this side
of the Galactic Rim.

Aha, but he's willing to pay.

Money is also irrelevant.

Where we are going,
it will do us no good.

Let me put this another way.

If I go back without a yes

the personal consequences will
be profoundly unfortunate, okay.

And if you try
to force us to walk

where we do not choose to walk..

...the consequences
will even be more unfortunate.

Excuse me.

Could I at least get a name?

Elric.

There is an old saying

"Do not try the patience
of wizards..

...for they are subtle
and quick to anger."

Do not come again, Vir Cotto.

Ow!

Come on, doc,
there's gotta be another way.

Your foot is broken
in three places.

Now, I've fused the larger break
but the other two

are delicate bones
in difficult places

and if I fuse them,
you might lose some agility.

Now, I can speed up the process

so they'll heal in three weeks
rather than nine but..

...you will have to wear a cast.

- And it's gonna hurt.
- Swell.

Ow.

I can give you something
for the pain.

Oh, great, now you can give me
something for the pain.

Where were you when
I was going through puberty?

No, it's okay,
I'll get used to it.

If it gets too bad, I'll just
gnaw it off at the ankle.

- Ah, captain.
- Commander.

Doctor, could I speak to her
for a moment?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

Not exactly an
auspicious beginning

to my diplomatic career.

We learn by doing.

And in the process
you're gonna fall

on your face a few times.

Though I didn't think you'd
take it quite that literally.

So, what's your next move?

Other than sticking
the Drazi in a ship

and firing it into the sun?

Other than that, yes.

Ah, on the other hand, look, uh

you got pretty banged up there.

If you wanna give it
a day or two--

No, no, I started this

and, by God
I'm gonna finish it.

Getting them together to resolve
their differences didn't work

because they don't have
any difference to resolve.

So maybe I've gotta come at this
from another angle.

Maybe find a nonviolent way
to structure the conflicts

that nobody gets hurt.

Good. I agree 100%.

So, uh, keep me informed,
and take care of that foot.

Well, don't you wanna be there?

I have absolute trust

in your abilities, commander.

Well, that's a hell of a thing
to tell someone.

Ha! No pressure.

Fine, fine.

Ivanova, security.

Tell the Drazi
we'll meet in chambers

and we'll try this again.

As soon as I can figure out
how to stand up.

'Then he said,
"Don't come here again."'

That's it?

Unacceptable.
You'll have to go back.

It won't work.
They're not for sale.

No? And how do you know?

It's just something in the way
he looks at you.

Something in his voice.

Londo, they're going away.

Money doesn't matter to them,
power doesn't matter to them.

- Money and power always matter.
- Not to them.

I don't think it's a good idea
for anyone

to get between them
and where they're going.

Ah!

Being seen with them

being given their blessing

would be a powerful symbol
back home.

But if they won't come to me

perhaps they will come
to someone else.

Someone they can't ignore.
I'll be right back.

Hey, chief. How you doing?

Hey, Lou.

- Fine, fine. You?
- Oh, you know, the usual.

Me and the rest of the guys,
we were wondering..

...when're you
gonna come back on duty?

Look, we bought a cake, alright?

It's been sitting there
for two days now.

Are you kidding me?

You pass up a cake for two days?
What's the deal?

What've you done
with the real Lou Welch, huh?

Hey, Security!
Security, over here!

We got another guy
with a changeling net.

Seriously, chief,
when you coming back?

Everybody misses you.

Y'know, it's just, uh..

You know, it ain't been
the same without you.

Soon.

- Real soon now.
- Welch.

'We've got another
Drazi fight in Brown three'

'code blue.'

On my way.

I gotta go.

Catch you later?

Then you are familiar
with the techno-mages, hm?

Only by name and reputation.

I've never seen one before,
I wasn't really sure

they even existed before now.

Ah, most unfortunate.

On my world, we have had

considerable experience
with them.

'They can be a source of
great trouble.'

Unless one knows
how to deal with them.

- And you do?
- Of course.

With so many here at one time

and you being new
to Babylon 5, and your..

Well, your inexperience
in such matters, no offense.

Oh, none taken.

It has occurred to me
that I could be

of some small assistance
in averting trouble.

And what would you get
out of it?

Oh.

A clear conscience
and a peaceful sleep.

As it happens..

...I just heard about their
presence about an hour ago.

They're definitely emigrating
but won't say where.

Earth wants more information
before letting them go.

So this is as good
an opportunity as any.

I'll set up a meeting.

- 9 o'clock?
- I'll be there.

I'm pleased, captain,
that our first discussions

have gone so smoothly.

I'm looking forward
to many more in the future.

Until later, then.

'Commander Ivanova,
I thought you should know.'

'We just received news
from the Drazi Homeworld.'

Make my day and tell me this
stupid fighting is over with.

'Just the opposite.
The Greens upped the ante.'

'They've started killing
Purples, not just hurting them.'

Have the local Drazi
heard about this yet?

- 'I don't know.'
- I need a full tactical squad.

- I need it now!
- 'On the way.'

Captain, I insist

that neither I
nor any of my clan

represent any threat
whatsoever to this station.

So you say.

But you have to understand
that when something like this

comes to my attention
I have to look into it.

And there are an awful
lot of you here

over a 100 according
to security.

And you refuse to tell Earth
Central where you're going?

We have a right to go
where we wish

when we wish,
with as many as we wish

without being harassed,
questioned or detained.

I am not looking
to cause you trouble.

I just would like some
questions answered, that's all.

Ahem.
Sorry to be late, gentlemen.

I was unavoidably detained.

Matters of state.
You understand.

I can tell by the sense
of joy permeating the room

that I was right to offer
my services as a mediator.

Is this the one who brought us
to your attention?

Only after I'd heard
about your situation

at my security briefing.

Captain, you've been used.

This creature has been seeking

an audience with me
ever since I arrived.

- Is this true?
- Absolutely not.

My name is Vir Cotto,
diplomatic attache

to Ambassador Londo Mollari
of the Centauri Republic.

My employer requests
an audience.

You were saying?

Recording a conversation.

'A very low thing to do.'

But in the interest
of good relations

I'm willing to forgive.

I offer the hands of friendship.

I accept.

I assume you will not take
advantage of this gesture

or misrepresent it
as some sort of endorsement.

Oh, of course not.

Risky business,
condemning my recording device

while using one of your own.

- I can explain everything.
- I do not like to be used!

You must learn manners
and respect.

From this moment on, you will.

'I think you should leave,
ambassador.'

Before I decide to report
your attempt

to bug my office
and send you back home

on the slowest transport
I can find.

Of course. My apologies.

I apologize for that incident
with Ambassador Mollari

but there are still some
questions that I need answered.

Where you're going,
what's this group all about?

Captain..

...do you believe there is
such a thing as magic?

Well, when I was 12,
I used to sit in my dad's garden

the air full of the smell
of orange blossoms

watching the sky,
dreaming of faraway places.

Back then, I think I believed
in just about everything.

But now, I don't know.

I do think there are some things
we don't understand.

If we went back in time
a 1000 years

and tried to explain
this place to people

they could only accept it
in terms of magic.

Then perhaps, it is magic.

The magic of the human heart.

Focused and made manifest
by technology.

Every day you here create
greater miracles

than the burning bush.

Maybe.

But God was there first and
he didn't need solar batteries

and a fusion reactor to do it.

Perhaps. Perhaps not.

It is within that ambiguity
that my brothers and I exist.

'We are dreamers, shapers,
singers and makers.'

We study the mysteries
of laser and circuit

crystal and scanner,
holographic demons

and invocations of equations.

These are the tools we employ.

And we know many things.

- Such as?
- 'The true secrets.'

The important things.

Fourteen words to make someone
fall in love with you forever.

Seven words to make them
go without pain.

How to say goodbye
to a friend who is dying?

How to be poor?
How to be rich?

How to rediscover dreams

when the world has stolen
them from you?

'That is why we are going away.'

- 'To preserve that knowledge.'
- From what?

There is a storm coming.
A black and terrible storm.

We would not have
our knowledge lost

or used to ill purpose.

From this place, we will launch
ourselves into the stars.

With luck, you will never see
our kind again in your lifetime.

I know you have
your orders, captain.

Detain us if you wish.

But I cannot tell you
where we're going.

I can only ask you to trust us.

Orange blossom.

I wanna see the leader
of the Greens.

We just had another
Drazi killed.

Natural selection.

- Do not interfere.
- I have to.

I can't have this station
disrupted any further.

This has to stop
and it has to stop now.

Look, I just hobbled all the way
over from Blue Sector.

You could at least
let me talk to him.

Drazi stronghold.
Not place for humans.

You do not talk polite to Drazi.

But because you hurt by Drazi

I welcome you.
Rise above our differences.

Our differences
is not the issue.

The issue is Drazi
killing each other

here and on your homeworld.

Would you prefer
we murder humans?

Look, I came here to help,
but if you don't wanna hear--

No, no, we take help.
I have solution to our problem.

Go on.

'You tell Purple Drazi'

'to gather in Brown 29.'

Not used by others.
Will not be disturbed.

Talk peace talk.
Find solution.

- If you tell, they will trust.
- Alright, then what?

Then when all Purple Drazi
in one place..

...open hatch to space.

Flush oxygen, vacuum.
Purple Drazi cannot breathe.

All Purple Drazi,
all Purple Drazi, die.

Station is quiet again.
No more fighting.

Green Drazi win. You win.

- Everybody, everybody win.
- I don't believe this!

You're talking about
the cold-blooded slaughter

of almost 2000 Drazi!

Don't you understand?
These are your own people!

No, Purple!

Purple.

- You will help?
- No.

Ah, great shame.

We already sent word
to Purple to come.

Use your name.

You will stay here
until we are done.

Ivanova, security..

Now we finish this our way.

Oh, woah, woah, Lou. What's
going on? What's the commotion?

Got an uplink from
Commander Ivanova.

We gotta clear out Brown 29
for some big Drazi meeting.

Commander? Good for her.

Glad to see things are working
out for someone around here.

Hey, wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.

Lou, you said you got an uplink,
not a personal message?

Yeah, but we checked
the ID on the data flow.

- It came from her link.
- Yeah.

I know, I know,
but did you talk to her?

No, the message said she was
gonna be off-line for a while.

- Look, I gotta go.
- Alright. Hey, hey.

Wh-where was she
last time you talked to her?

Alien Sector. Uh, Brown 2.

'What does it take
to get through to you?'

'You're making a mistake
of galactic proportions!'

Assaulting an earth alliance
officer, attempting mass--

Green must fight Purple.

Purple must fight Green.
Is no other way.

Just my luck. I get stuck with a
race that speaks only in macros.

Well, how do you do, sir, I'm
looking for the lady of house

assuming you're not
the lady of the house.

Anyway I'm here
to sell you something

to make your life easier,
cleaner and all around happier.

Yes, sir, the Acme Handy-Dandy
Micro Helper

right here in this box.

If you just allow me
to demonstrate, this will

only take a moment.
Well, well, well.

I can see this is gonna
be a hard sell.

This is just my little way
of helping, so trust me, okay?

Ah, well, as a matter of fact
if there's anybody in here

who needs a little help
just say the word and I'm here.

Garibaldi!

Ambassador?

'Here.'

Look. A holo-demon.

'It has possessed
my data system'

consuming records,
personal files...everything.

Twenty minutes ago it gathered
together the pieces

of my personal financial account

it cast an equation spell.

I now own 200,000 shares
in a spoo ranch.

And that sound.

- T-t-that hideous sound!
- It's Narn opera.

Our friend the Techno-mage
has an especially

perverse sense of humor.

'I have to find a way
to stop this.'

You could always..

...apologize.

Apologize? Never!

Congratulations.

You are now the owner of

500,000 shares
of Fireflies Incorporated.

'On the other hand..'

Going somewhere?

Guess what,
it looks like the Purple Drazi

bought that story of yours about
one big fight to the death.

They're waiting for you
in Brown 29.

'Now, I can't let you
space them as appealing'

as that idea sounds
at the moment

but we do have another solution.

As long as they're all together
in one place like that

we're gonna keep them there
for a while.

- How long?
- Uh, just a few days.

Ivanova checked the data files
on your people

and it turns out this
stupid contest of yours

lasts just one cycle.

A Drazi week is six Earth days,
so in four days..

- What's so funny?
- Cycle not Drazi week.

Cycle is Drazi year.

One Drazi year equal
one point two human years.

Can you keep Purple Drazi
prisoner that long, Earther?

This is our way.
You could do nothing.

But don't you understand,
this is insane!

It doesn't make sense
to go around

killing each other
over a piece of cloth!

You do same, yes, for flag?
For honor?

- That's different. Yes.
- Is it?

Our flags at least
mean something.

It's not as arbitrary
as yanking a color out of a box.

I mean, you're fighting
and dying

over a stupid piece of cloth.

'But there's nothing
special about it.'

It's not patriotic?

It's got nothing
but this stupid little star

'in the middle of it.'

What? What's wrong?

Who takes green is Green,
follows Green leader.

Who takes cloth for Green leader
is Green leader.

- Greens follow Green leader.
- Wait a minute.

You're saying just because
I'm holding this right now

I'm Green leader?
But I'm human.

Rules of combat older
than contact with other races.

Did not mention aliens.
Rules' change.

Caught up in committee.

Not come through yet.

Yeah, bureaucracy,
tell me about it.

Well, what do you know?

Alright.

Greens follow Green leader, huh?

Green leader says,

"You're all coming with us down
to the Quartermaster's office."

I'm sure there'll be some dye
hanging around.

Those of you not spending
the next two months in the brig

for assaulting
an Earth Alliance officer

are gonna look absolutely
gorgeous in purple.

Hello?

I admit.

Perhaps my enthusiasm
for, for a personal meeting..

...was excessive.

A-and certainly, certainly

the, the incident
with the concealed camera

was regrettable.

And I would just like
to say that..

...for any misunderstanding

that might have
grown out of all of this

I..

...I apologize!

Well..

I'm pleased to see that
you are a sympathetic

and understanding group.

I will go now.

If you ever come this way
again, though..

...perhaps we can do,
do business after all, yes?

Goodbye!

'It's really great to see you
back in uniform, chief.'

- Hey!
- Hey!

Welcome back.

So tell the truth, Garibaldi.

What made you come back to duty?

Well, for a while there
I really didn't know

what I had to offer anymore.

And then I decided
I bring two unique

qualifications to the job.

Number one, as the captain
was kind enough to point out.

I know this place
and everybody on it, intimately.

I-I beg your pardon.

Hey, in the two years
you've been here

you've never been more than
two inches away from your link.

'Knowing that little
piece of information'

'helped save your butt.'

Okay, Garibaldi,
what's reason number two?

I don't trust anybody.

When somebody tells me
we got a message from Ivanova

I don't believe it until
I get it from her point blank.

So in other words,
you're perfect for the job

because you're paranoid
and compulsive.

- Or compulsively paranoid.
- Who told you to say that?

Sheridan, talk to me.

'You said that you wanted to
know when the techno-mages'

'were leaving, captain.
They're boarding now.'

Thank you.
I'll be right there.

I have to head up to Control.

See you in a bit, huh?

- Oh, and, uh, Mr. Garibaldi.
- Michael.

Michael.

I'm glad you agreed to stay on.

'Private Liner Crystal Cavern'

'is now in final
jet prior to departure.'

Excuse me.

I wanted to thank you
for your amusing little gift.

It took me two hours to repair
the damage to my quarters.

And I don't think the smell
will go away for days.

Now if I may ask, does this
torment end when you leave?

Or am I going to have to spend
the rest of my life

paying for one little mistake?

Oh, I'm afraid you're gonna have
to spend the rest of your life

paying for your mistakes.

Not this one, of course,
it's trivial.

I have withdrawn the spell.
But there will be others.

What're you talking about?

You are touched by darkness,
ambassador.

I see it as a blemish
that will grow with time.

I could warn you, of course,
but you would not listen.

I could kill you, but someone
would take your place.

So I do the only thing I can.

I go.

Oh, I believe it was
an endorsement you wanted.

A word or two, a picture,
to send to the folks back home

confirming that you have
a destiny before you.

Yes, it was just a thought,
nothing more.

Well, take this for what little
it will profit you.

As I look at you,
Ambassador Mollari

I see a great hand
reaching out of the stars.

The hand is your hand.

And I hear sounds.

The sounds of billions of people
calling your name.

My followers?

Your victims.

The ship carrying
the techno-mages

is requesting permission
to leave.

What do I tell them?

Tell them..

...permission granted.

What was it he said?

"Dreamers, shapers,

singers, makers."

Part of me says we'll not see
their like again.

And the part of me
that still believes in magic..

...says don't be so sure.