All language subtitles for Babylon 5 2x21.Comes.the.Inquisitor

[instrumental music]

(G'Kar)
'Does anyone here truly believe
the Centauri will stop'

'now that they've seized
our territory?'

'We are only the beginning!'

You...all of you are next!

Look, what happened was between
you and the Centauri.

- It has nothing to do with us.
- Not now, but soon it will!

Yes, for a moment,
their guns are silent

but when they realize they've
been able to do this to us

without interference,
their eye will turn to you!

You sit in silence today
but tomorrow that will change!

Are you willing to sacrifice
all that you are

to keep all that you have?

G'Kar, this is pointless.

Why do you embarrass yourself
like this in public?

They must know that our voice
can still be heard

in the streets, in their sleep.

We must keep reminding
the others that we exist!

We are still here!

If they forget about us,
then we are truly beyond rescue.

G'Kar, please come.
There is a meeting.

Alright.

[indistinct chatter]

[instrumental music]

Lennier said you were
calling for me.

Yes.

Is there something wrong?

You, perhaps.

We have sent for an inquisitor.

An inquisitor.

Why?

To be sure about you.

You will submit
to his authority.

How will I know who it is?

You will know..

...if you survive.

(male narrator)
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.

[theme music]

[music continues]

I'm not entirely sure
I understand, Delenn.

You can tell me that someone
is coming to see you

and that you have
business together

and that you want him
passed through customs

without incident.

But you can't tell me who it is
or why he's coming.

I know it's asking
much of you, captain.

Delenn. Asking is not a problem.

Not for you.

'Not after everything
that we've gone through lately.'

I'm just, you know,
trying to understand.

Ambassador Kosh has doubts.

- About what?
- Doubt is the wrong word.

- He wishes confirmation.
- It's the same thing.

Excuse me.

As I understand it
Ambassador Kosh and the Vorlons

are crucial to the big war
that's coming.

Now, if he's worried
about something

I wanna hear about it.

Ambassador Kosh
is unsure about me.

You, why on Earth--

By aligning myself
with you and with Kosh

I have placed myself at
the center of the coming storm.

Kosh must be certain that
my choice was correct

and made for the right reasons.

If you do the right thing
for the wrong reasons

the work becomes
corrupted, impure

'and ultimately
self-destructive.'

Ambassador Kosh
wishes confirmation

that the right people

are in the right place
at the right time.

And whoever's coming here
will help him decide

if you're one of these
right people?

How?

Delenn, if there's anything
that I can do..

No.

What I must do, I must do alone.

I have agreed to this
of my own free will.

Please do not interfere.
No matter what happens.

[instrumental music]

Ah.

What do you have
for me, Mr. Chase?

What I have is what you want.

Provided the money's right.

I need weapons, light munitions
that can be smuggled in

or dropped from
low-altitude shuttles.

Rifles, mines, pulse guns,
PPGs, jamming equipment.

- I thought the war was over.
- You were misinformed.

Our tactics have changed,
but the fight continues.

An underground resistance.

Good luck, G'Kar.
You're gonna need it.

My luck is my concern.

I told you what I want.

Can you provide it,
or shall I inquire elsewhere?

I can handle it.

But these things
don't come cheap.

That's the best I can do.

- Too high.
- Suit yourself.

There's a lot of risk involved,
you know.

I note that many
of these weapons

are the very ones
we sold Earth

during your war
with the Minbari.

Our asking price was far less

than what you're charging me
to buy them back.

Things are getting
very tense out there.

Right now,
it's a seller's market.

But don't ever let it be said
that I'm unsympathetic.

Knock 10% off the top.

- Let me think about it.
- Suit yourself.

But when I come back tomorrow
it'll be full price.

I'll put 50% of the fee

into your account as a deposit.

The rest payable upon delivery.

Done.

Good doing business with you.

'Mr. Chase.'

The money to buy these weapons

comes from the life savings
of those Narn

who were able to escape
the Centauri occupation.

It is a limited resource
purchased with blood.

If it should be squandered..

...stolen..

...be assured that while your
body might one day be found..

...it could never be identified
from what's left.

[dramatic music]

Jumpgate sequence activated.
We've got a ship coming in.

'Signature and frequency.'

'It's a Vorlon transport.'

I didn't know
Ambassador Kosh had left.

He didn't.

[whirring]

- Ivanova to Sheridan.
- 'Sheridan here.'

Captain, have I got
something for you.

[intense music]

You're sure you don't
want me to wait.

No, no, it's fine.
I'll take care of the paperwork.

Thanks.

[walking stick tapping]

[intense music]

I believe I am expected.

[indistinct chatter]

(Captain Sheridan)
'I don't suppose
you'd mind telling me'

'what you were doing
on a Vorlon transport.'

I would, actually.

Aside from Babylon 5,
I didn't know the Vorlons

had any contact with humans.

No, I'm sure you didn't.

Where is Delenn?

I'll send for her
when we're finished.

(Sebastian)
'Nothing changes.'

'Corruption.'

'Immorality.'

'Chaos.'

(Captain Sheridan)
When were you last on Earth?

Long ago.

Long ago.

You've been to their
home planet then.

- Who? Yes.
- The Vorlons.

You've seen them.
What they really look like.

- Yes.
- Damn it!

- Stand still for a second.
- I don't have time.

- I wanna know--
- The truth?

You're not ready for the truth.

The facts, if that's the only
way to get to my work?

Yes, the Vorlons
have been to Earth.

The Vorlons have
been everywhere.

The Vorlons are.
My name is Sebastian.

I resided at 14B Heresford Lane
in London

in the year of our Lord 1888.

I was found by the Vorlons.

Taken, transported,
and brought into their service.

They told me everything
about everything.

And the scales
fell from my eyes.

And they were open to a universe
of majesty and terror

that you will never imagine.

They call upon me
when I'm needed

and preserve me when I'm not.

And they have called upon me now
for this interrogation.

You will allow me to finish
the work that's brought me here

or you will let me leave...
because either way

I have told you all
that I intend to.

If you'll follow me.

Listen, uh,
word's getting around

that you've been buying weapons
for use back home.

- Is this true?
- Mr. Garibaldi.

I have been on this station
long enough to know

that you don't ask
leading questions

unless you already
know the answers.

So why don't we just pretend
I've lied about it

you've caught me in your web
of ineluctable logic

and cut to the point?

Look, I know the captain's given
his promise of support

but I also know
he doesn't wanna compromise

the security of Babylon 5
in the process.

Now, you wanna outfit an army,
that's fine

you knock yourself out,
but I don't want those weapons

coming through this station.

Otherwise this place
is gonna go straight to hell.

We are already,
as you so quaintly put it

going straight to hell.

You cannot escape what's coming.

Well, maybe not,
but there's nothing wrong

with getting
a good head start, huh?

I mean it, G'Kar.

I appreciate what
you're going through

but don't go up
against me on this.

You'll lose.

Thanks.

By the way, uh..

I think you might find
this of interest.

What is it?

Well, I've got an old buddy
that runs a transfer station

in sector 90.

It's all by itself,
right near a jumpgate.

Half the stuff he handles
is illegal goods

but he manages to pay off
all the right people.

I figure with all
that traffic, uh

who'll notice a few more crates?

I've already spoken to him.

He'll bring through
whatever you need.

No charge.

Why?

Eh, because he owes me a favor.
Now we're even.

I meant why are you doing this?

Because you didn't lie to me.

But you must've known that
ahead of time.

Like you said, uh,
I never start a conversation

unless I know where it's going.

But I always leave a little room
for someone to disappoint me.

Thanks for not doing it.

[instrumental music]

(Sheridan)
The, uh, one you've been
waiting for is here.

It took us a while
to find what he wanted.

A place where you two
wouldn't be disturbed.

He's waiting for you now
in Grey 19.

(Delenn)
Thank you, captain.

Delenn.

Are you sure you wanna go
through with this?

I've just spent
some time with him, and..

...I don't like what I see.

(Delenn)
I'm sure it will be fine,
captain.

Thank you for your help.

[instrumental music]

[clangs]

(Sebastian)
'That's far enough.'

[scraping]

'Put them on.'

'The manacles are made for you.'

'You can remove them
at any time.'

'But if you do so,
you admit failure and defeat'

'and will stand
before the Vorlon'

'as inadequate
for the task ahead.'

'Do you understand?'

Yes.

[walking stick tapping]

Who are you?

- I'm Delenn.
- Unacceptable answer.

I already know your name.

Who are you?

'Delenn.'

[groaning]

'If you repeat
an unacceptable answer'

the penalty will be increased.

Who are you?

I, uh..

I'm the ambassador for Minbar.

Unacceptable!

That is only your title.

What other people call you

when you choose to hide
behind formalities.

Who are you?

I, uh..

I..

I'm the daughter of--

- Unacceptable!
- Ohh!

What a sad thing you are.

Unable to answer even
such a simple question

without falling back
on references

and genealogies
and what other people call you.

Have you nothing of your own?

Nothing to...stand on
that is not provided?

Defined? Delineated?

'Stamped? Sanctioned?'

'Numbered and approved
by others?'

'How can you be expected
to fight for someone else'

when you haven't
the fairest idea

who you are?

Do you know how many
have stood before me

as you stand now?

Proud.

Defiant.

Full of their own
bloated self-importance.

Confident that they are chosen.

Special.

Favored of God?

All of them have broken.

And better for everyone
that they did.

Better to spare others

the illusion
of false hope.

You have the audacity to presume

that you are
on a mission from God.

Embarked upon a holy cause!

I...don't...believe it.

And by the time you leave here..

...neither will you.

It is even possible..

'...that you may die here.'

What purpose will be served
by killing me?

Oh. I would not kill you.

You can remove the manacles
at any time.

But that would mean
admitting your error

admitting that you are not
worthy enough

or strong enough
for the task ahead.

And pride will prevent you
from doing that.

If you believe
you are the chosen

then you must risk everything
on the premise

that the universe
will not let you die.

Unless...you're wrong.

'And here..'

'...now..'

...together..

...we will find out.

Once..

...and for all.

Ah. Mr. Cotto. There you are.

I have a message for
Ambassador Mollari, a favor.

I've already told you
the ambassador

can do nothing for you.

I don't think you understand.

There really is nothing
more to say.

- Good day.
- Please reconsider.

Green 5.

[instrumental music]

I'm sorry.

'I wish, um'

...there was something
that I could do, but..

I tried telling them, but..

they, they wouldn't listen.

Th-they never listen. I..

I'm sorry.

Dead. Dead. Dead.

Dead. Dead. Dead.

Dead. Dead. Dead.

Dead. Dead.

How do you apologize to them?

I can't.

Then I cannot forgive.

[intense music]

(Sebastian)
You don't like it here, do you?

You'd rather you were back
in your quarters asleep

dreaming dreams of glory.

I will go where I must.

And why not?

You are Delenn, the chosen.

You tolerate all this
only by your whim.

At a word from you
all the hosts of heaven

would descend and carry you up

away from harm,
away from this place.

Because you have a destiny.

We all have a destiny.

Do we?

How magnanimous of you.

Sometimes we do not see it

because we have been taught
to believe

that we are not important.

Taught by people like me?

Perhaps.

But are we destroyers of dreams

or protectors
of the public good?

Call out, Delenn!

Call out to the universe!

If it hears you,
surely it will respond.

Call out!

[screaming]

Ah, yes, now. There we are.

Let us see if
the universe responds.

[whimpering]

[breathes deeply]

Silence.

A silence as profound

as when the whale
swallowed Jonah.

Do you know why you're here?

- Here?
- Here, now, yes.

- I was sent.
- Here?

Yes, by Kosh.

No. You've answered
the wrong question.

Why are you here now?
In this place, in this life?

- I was meant to be here. Yes.
- Meant? By whom?

- I don't know.
- Then how can you be sure?

- I don't know.
- No, you don't!

- Does it matter?
- What do you mean?

If I believe
I'm here for a reason--

And if the world says otherwise?

- Then the world is wrong.
- And Delenn is right?

Or perhaps, the world is right
and Delenn is wrong!

Have you ever considered that?
Have you?

Yes.

Sometimes.

Then there may yet
be hope for you.

[instrumental music]

As a reward..

...I allow you ten minutes rest.

And we are in the process
of developing

an underground communications
net to homeworld

so we can coordinate
the drops, time, location.

What about the weapons?

(G'Kar)
'The weapons have proven
to be more expensive'

'than we had anticipated.'

'Five hundred thousand credits
for the initial shipment.'

I know it's a lot.

But until we can find
alternate resources

we must all sacrifice.

How do we know the weapons
will reach Narn?

I have given my word.

It's not your word
we question, G'Kar.

It's your ability to deliver
on your promises.

Perhaps, someone else
might do a better job.

If my word is not sufficient..

...what is?

Ever since homeworld fell

we've not been able
to reach anyone back home.

We don't know if our
families are dead...or alive.

All communication
has been cut off

except for official
Centauri channels.

But if you can't
get a message through

why should we believe
you can get weapons through?

If we are ever
to win back our world

we must be united!

We cannot afford
the luxury of conflict.

If I can get word
from your family

will you and the others
accept my leadership?

Yes.

And if you can't..

...will you step aside
for another?

You will have the message
within 24 standard hours.

Do you know what
your problem is, Delenn?

You are a piece of the machine

that thinks it is the whole
of the machine.

The flute that believes
itself the symphony.

You have malfunctioned.

Admit it,
and you will feel better.

Your only destiny
is to be the nail

that gets hammered down.

Bang. Bang.

Bang.

[grunting]

You're being a fool.

Then I'm a fool.

But it's better to be what I am
than what you are.

And what...am I?

Please. Tell me.

You are a creature

who has received pain

and given pain

and taken too much joy
in its application.

You have aspired to dreams

and been disappointed

because you were
not strong enough

or worthy enough

or right enough.

So you lash out
at anyone who believes

they can make a difference

because it reminds you
of your own failure.

You have to prove
they're just as bad

just as flawed as you are!

Am I close, Mr. Sebastian?

Bang.

[groaning]

- 'Who are you?'
- I am Delenn!

'And you have a destiny?'

- Yes.
- No!

Be a nice Minbari. Conform!

Be quiet!
Admit you are inadequate!

- No.
- Bang!

[screams]

I can feel your heart, Delenn.
I can hold it here in my hand.

I can close my fist around it.

Do you feel your heart, Delenn?

Feel it slowing.

Slowing?

I can stop it.

Another inch...and I will.

[screaming]

I know it is much to ask,
captain

but time is short
and my resources few.

A word from home,
once the simplest convenience.

Now the only hope I have
of retaining

control over my people.

What you're asking is..

...difficult at best.

We haven't heard anything
directly from Narn

since the Centauri took over.

They say they'll open up regular
channels within a few weeks.

Not soon enough.
I need this now.

Here is all the information
on the family

that needs to be contacted.

If there is any way
you can help.

I'll do what I can.

- So what do you think?
- I think he's in trouble.

No, I meant about using
the Rangers for this job.

Send them into a war zone?

Captain, I don't think
they're ready.

Then it's time they got ready.

We can't just keep planning
and watching forever.

G'Kar is a known quantity.

If he loses credibility,
we have no idea

who the local Narns
might put up as a leader.

I have a vested interest
in keeping him where he is.

Tell the Rangers
to find these people

get a message from them.

I'll do my best.

That's all I want.

Delenn? Delenn.

No, no, no.
No, you shouldn't be here.

He'll be back soon.

If he finds you, I--

I've got to get you out of here.

This is insane.
What does he want?

I don't know.
I don't know.

He asks the same question
over and over

and I still don't know
why or what he wants.

This doesn't make any sense,
how can I pass the test

if I do not understand
the rules?

[gasps]

Please, you have to go, quickly.

Not without you.

If I leave, I will have failed
you and Kosh

and I will have failed everyone.

If you care for me,
you can't let that happen.

Please, go.

Please, go.
Go. Go. Quickly.

[intense music]

Captain! Captain Sheridan.

Mr. Lennier,
what can I do for you?

Defy Kosh.
You're the only one who can.

You're the only one
he'll listen to.

- Why, w-what's--
- It's Ambassador Delenn.

The-the inquisitor..

...I think he's killing her.

[zapping]

[screaming]

[dramatic music]

I'm afraid this isn't going
to work out for you, Delenn.

'It's not really your fault.'

'Your fate was dictated
long ago.'

It's all in the hands of others.

You were doomed from
the moment of your birth.

[door opens]

And the final player
in our little drama

arrives at last.

Leave her alone.

- Why?
- Just do it!

What is she to you?

I don't have to answer
your questions.

No, you don't.

[grunting]

[coughing]

Your turn now.

[dramatic music]

'You said you didn't have to
answer any of my questions.'

'But there's no reason
to exclude you'

from our deliberations.

You're linked at the hip.

Just as bad as she is.

But you're not just a dreamer.

You're a soldier.

How far are you prepared to go?

How much are you
prepared to risk?

How many people are you prepared
to sacrifice for victory?

Are you willing
to die friendless

alone, deserted by everyone?

Because that's what
may be required of you

in the war that is to come.

- Go to hell.
- This is hell, captain.

And you are its
chief damned soul.

What about the people
you work with?

The people you call friends?

Are you willing
to sacrifice them?

What about your family?

What about your God, huh?

What about truth?
What about blood?

What about right?
What about wrong?

What about your future?
What about faith?

What about sin? What about hell?
What about death?

- What about life?
- Enough!

Your quarrel is with me.

You were sent to investigate me!
Let him go!

If you want to take someone
then take me.

Well, well.

A mutual admiration
and sacrificial society.

- And what is he to you?
- None of your concern.

Don't listen to him, Delenn.

Just get the hell out
of here now! Go on!

One single move,
a gesture..

...and his life is snuffed out..

...or yours.

You would trade
your life for his?

I thought you had a destiny.

Is that destiny
not worth one life?

If I fall..

...another would take my place..

...and another..

...and another!

- But your great cause?
- This is my cause!

Life!

One life or a billion,
it's all the same.

Then you make
the sacrifice willingly?

- Yes.
- No fame.

No armies or banners or cities

to celebrate your name?

You will die alone
and unremarked..

...and forgotten.

This body is only a shell.

You cannot touch me.

You cannot harm me.

I'm not afraid.

[intense music]

Delenn. Are you alright?

Huh? Huh?

I'm very good. Yeah.
What-what happened?

- I-I'm not entirely sure.
- What?

[door opens]

Come on.

You can go.

You've passed.

'Both of you.'

Passed what?

How do you know
the chosen ones?

No greater love hath a man

than he lay down his life
for his brother.

Not for millions.

Not for glory, not for fame.

For one person.

'In the dark..'

'...where no one
will ever know..'

...or see.

I have been in the service
of the Vorlons for centuries

looking for you.

Diogenes with his lamp,
looking for an honest man

willing to die for
all the wrong reasons.

At last..

...my job is finished.

'Yours..'

'...is just beginning.'

When the darkness comes,
know this..

...you are the right people..

...in the right place..

...at the right time.

[instrumental music]

[controls beeping]

Captain, I just checked in
with Bay 25.

The Vorlon ship can leave
in a couple of hours.

Ivanova?

How extensive
are our history files?

- Earth or alien?
- 'Earth.'

- Nineteenth century, England.
- Not a problem.

What're you looking for?

I wanna verify
a name and an address.

14..

14 B

Heresford Lane, London.

Around 1888.

'Name?'

- Sebastian.
- 'First or last?'

I don't know.

This may take a while.

We've kept everyone together.

Nala was hurt during the attack.

'But she's fine now.'

'We just found out today
that your father is alive.'

'Thank G'Quan.'

'We miss you.'

'And hope you are well.'

'Try not to worry.'

'We will survive.'

[indistinct whispering]

You've kept your promise.

My family...is alive.

Thank you.

We will not
question you, G'Kar.

We are with you.

[instrumental music]

Your ship's ready to go.

I've taken care
of all the clearances.

Thank you.

Mr. Sebastian?

I did a little digging
based on what you told me.

The records confirm..

...you lived on Earth.

In London, in the year 1888.

But the records also indicate

that you vanished suddenly
without a trace..

...on November 11, 1888.

That's a very interesting date..

...Mr. Sebastian.

The morning after the last
in a string of murders

on the West End.

The city was drowning in decay.

Chaos. Immorality.

A message needed to be sent

etched in blood
for all the world to see

a warning.

In the pursuit of my holy cause

I..

...did things.

Terrible things.

Unspeakable things.

The world condemned me,
but it didn't matter

because I believed I was right
and the world was wrong!

I believed I was
the divine messenger!

- I believed I was--
- Chosen?

I was..

...found...by the Vorlons.

They showed me the terrible
depth of my mistake.

My crimes.

My..

...presumption.

I have done 400 years of penance
in their service.

A job for which they said
I was ideally suited.

Now..

...perhaps..

...they will finally let me die.

I think that might be wise.

Good luck...to you
in your holy cause

Captain Sheridan.

May your choices have
better results than mine.

Remembered not as a messenger.

Remembered not as a reformer.

Not as a prophet.
Not as a hero.

Not even..

...as Sebastian.

Remembered only..

...as Jack.

[intense music]

[theme music]