All language subtitles for Babylon 5 5x13.The.Corps.is.Mother.the.Corps.is.Father

[instrumental music]

Al, there you are.

Sorry. We had a runaway problem
in New Orleans.

Local office couldn't deal
with it, I had to step in.

- It's fixed now.
- Good.

Al, I want you to meet
Lauren Ashley and Chen Hikaru.

They've just signed on
as interns

with Level 12 investigations.

This is Al Bester, the one
I was telling you about.

It's an honor.
I've followed you for years.

So you're the one that's been
peeking in my window at night.

No, no, no, no, I meant

I've been following your work,
I didn't mean, I was--

Just playing, Chen.

He's just a little nervous.
We both are.

You-you're kind of a hero
where we come from.

Uh, besides, we don't often see
a sense of humor in Psi Corps.

Reports of our depression
are vastly exaggerated.

Lauren and Chen are two
of our best young recruits

for P12 work.

They went through
basic training in record time

they're eager
and they want to get into it.

I figured I'd pair them up
with you for a while.

You can, uh, show them the ropes

get them comfortable
with the operation

and then we'll put them out
in the field.

I'd be happy to.

So, where do you wanna start?

Anywhere.
I'm just happy to be here.

I like your attitude.

Oh, I finished the report

on the Babylon 5 situation
a few hours ago.

You should have it
by mid-afternoon.

Great. Thanks, Al.

Good luck.

If it's okay, I mean,
i-if it isn't classified

I'd love to see a copy
of your analysis.

I've been following
the situation on Babylon 5

as best I could for a while now.

They've really made it
an unfriendly place for us

haven't they?

That's why you don't see
many of us up there.

It just isn't worth it.

Except on an emergency basis.

But I thought Babylon 5 was
your main assignment these days.

No. But I'm sure they think so.

They have a tendency
to put their station

at the center of the universe.

A new doctor goes
on rounds at the asylum.

He talks to one man.

"And who are you," he asks.

The patient says,
"I, sir, am Napoleon."

"But how do you know you're
Napoleon," asks the doctor.

"God told me."

And from the next bed over comes

"I did not."

There's always somebody
or something

trying to be the most
important thing in the world.

No.

Much as it might offend
their sense of perspective

not everything is about
Babylon 5.

[Lauren chuckles]

Who-who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?

You can't, you can't hold me.

You can't hide from me
too long. You can't hide.

I told you it was my mind.
I told you it was my mind.

You listen? You listen
to anything I told you.

You don't listen,
you don't hear me

yet you're telling me
the same thing again.

[sobbing]

My mind. My mind.

My mind, not yours, my Freud.

My mind.

[chuckles]
'My mind.'

Not yours.

[intense music]

(Kosh)
And so it begins.

There is a hole in your mind.
What do you want?

(G'Kar)
No one here is exactly
what he appears.

(Sinclair)
Nothing's the same anymore.

(Hague)
Commander Sinclair
is being reassigned.

(Londo)
Why don't you eliminate
the entire Narn Homeworld?

(Elric)
I see a great hand
reaching out of the star.

(Sebestian)
Who are you?

(female #1)
President Clark has signed

a decree today, declaring--

(Sheridan)
These orders have forced us

to declare independence.

Unless your people
get off their

encounter-suited butts
and do something.

(male #1)
You're the one who was.

(Kosh)
If you go to Z'ha'dum
you will die.

(Lorien)
Why are you here?

Do you have anything
worth living for?

(Delenn)
I think of my beautiful city
in flames.

(Sheridan)
Like giants in the playground.

Now get the hell
out of our galaxy!

We are here to place

President Clark under arrest.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

Are you sure
we should be in here?

A Psi Corp learns
to ignore distractions

and focus on the goal.

In theory, you could bring
a brass band through here

and they'd never know.

What are they doing?

Scan and countering exercises.

One tries to scan the other,
who blocks.

He has to hold off
his opponent

for no less than five minutes.

Then they switch places.

'Over time,
we raise the minimum'

ten minutes, fifteen..

A field agent has to be
able to hold his own

for at least an hour.

Why an hour?

Because unless you've gone
through training sessions

like this, there isn't
a human telepath alive

who can sustain a deep scan for
more than 40, 45 minutes tops.

They burst arteries,
have strokes, black out.

Would they mind if we watched?

No, not at all. Go ahead.

[shattering]

That's terrible.

How can they stand it?

By constant exposure
and repetition.

You'll get used to it.

'That's the thing about
Level 12 investigations.'

Being rated a P12 isn't enough.

Only a certain kind of person
makes it to become a Psi Corp.

Your job is to track down
rogue telepaths

who will do anything
to avoid capture.

If they can hurt you
or kill you, they will.

If they can fry your synapses

and turn you into vegetables,
they will.

So you have to be ruthless.

Only as a last resort.

Remember, these are family.

You have to care about
what you're doing

and the people you're saving

to go through what we just saw.

When they finish
the training sessions

they will have limited
the amount of harm

a rogue can do them,
both mentally and physically.

We make sure
they're in peak condition

so they can go into the field
as well-protected as possible.

Our mandate is to bring them
back alive and intact

so we can help
put them back on track.

Not that they appreciate it.

That's where you're wrong.

Sit.

I think you'll find
this interesting.

Begin program.

[beeping]

Hi. My name is Gordon.

You may not think it
to look at me

but six months ago,
I was a blip.

I was hungry, tired, scared

and I looked like this.

Pretty scary, huh?

But that's what happens
when you're on the run.

I could barely stand on my own

when the corps found me
and brought me home.

Did you know that 42.5 percent
of all telepaths

who leave the corps commit
suicide within nine months?

'It's true.'

'Without the support
of other telepaths'

'thrown into a world
of mundanes..'

End program.

But it was just
getting interesting.

We can pick it up later.

There's, uh, been a problem.

They won't give us
any information yet.

Why don't you sit down
over here?

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

Who found him?

They were going to dinner before
attending the concert tonight.

Cause of death?

Blunt force trauma.

We're not sure what he used yet.

I'm sorry, Al.

I know he was
a student of yours.

We've closed off the campus

but my guess is
he's long gone by now.

You're sure it was the roommate?

His friends say he's been
acting strange lately

but they didn't think
much of it.

Sometimes
the training does that.

You just get over it.

But this time
something went wrong.

I'm assigning you
to the case, Al.

Find him, bring him back.

Why me?

Because he's a P10

and that makes him dangerous.

And because
the victim was close to you

I thought you'd
want to see justice done.

I'll find him.

[instrumental music]

[sobbing]

I know it doesn't feel
that way now..

...but it will be alright.

I'll make it alright.

Would you please all
go back to your rooms?

[knocking on door]

I thought
you'd be at the concert.

I-I was.

I couldn't focus on the music.

Uh, please. Come in.

Sit down.

I-I've never seen
a dead body before.

Uh, not that close
and...not one of us.

Do you get used to it?

When it's one of ours? No.

With mundanes, it's easier.

They hate it when we say that,
but it's the truth.

They kill, enslave,
and abuse each other

with efficiency and enthusiasm.

Why should we value
their lives when they don't?

It's a little harder
with rogues and blips.

Being a telepath
means you're special

and rare and valuable.

When they go out into the world,
run away from the corps

it's easy to say
they deserve what they get.

Even so..

...it's not easy.

But with someone like this

an innocent

someone with potential..

No. You never get used to it.

How did the corps find you?

My parents were killed
in an accident

I was barely a month old.

When I was put into
a foster home

I turned up
in the random DNA checks.

The corps took me in, raised me

and taught me that
because we're special.

We need to watch out
for each other

even more than we would as...
mundanes.

We're responsible
for each other.

I-I was told you were married.
Is she..

No. No. We have a residence
in Syria Planum.

She stays there
most of the time.

I see her when I can.

It must be nice.

Someone who will wait for you..

...someone who will love you.

And if my wife
ever found out about her..

[chuckles]

Private joke.

Look, it's getting late.

You should go back to your room.

Oh, yes.

Um..

...or I could stay here.

Lauren, you're a very
sweet young woman.

But my heart is already taken.

She's not..

She's not here right now.

But I hope she will be someday.

Now, if that changes

you'll be the first to know.

But for now

I think you should
go back to your room.

And don't worry
about this tomorrow.

You shouldn't be embarrassed
about anything that happened

because nothing did happen.

- Alright?
- Alright.

Thank you.

[knock on door]

I'm not changing my mind.

Of course not.

- You never do.
- Sorry.

I, uh, I thought
you were somebody else.

Obviously.

Oh. I just thought
you should see this.

The security log at Earthport 1
has our suspect booking passage

on an outbound
commercial transport

about an hour
after the time of death.

Destination?

Your favorite place
in the universe.

Babylon 5.

The suspect's name is
Jonathan Harris, age 23.

He's rated a strong P10.

He was being trained
in interrogation techniques

when he killed his roommate
and fled the area.

Any idea yet
what caused him to go off?

Negative. We do know
he doesn't have much money

so that limits his options.

He apparently used most of it
to purchase a ticket

for a commercial transport
bound for Babylon 5.

On the other hand,
that may be an attempt

to throw us off the track.

'Just to be on the safe side,
Al, you and your team'

'will proceed to Babylon 5.'

'With luck, he'll get
stuck there for a while'

'until he can raise enough money
to get a ticket elsewhere.'

I want the rest of you to run

full background checks
on Harris.

Is there anywhere else he might
have gone? Who does he know?

Has he been in contact with
anyone from the underground?

Yes, Chen?

If he boarded
a commercial transport

why not just contact the ship

and let their own
security force pick him up?

Mundanes?

Without sufficient training

the average security patrol

couldn't even handle a P8,
let alone a P10.

He could make them look where
he isn't while he slips away.

'Spark false
or misleading hunches.'

'There are any number of tricks'

'he could use on mundanes
to avoid being captured.'

And by then
he'll know we're onto him

and once he goes to ground

we may never pick up
the scent again.

Besides, this is an internal
Psi Corps problem.

That means we deal with it
within the family.

(Drake)
'The mundanes leave us alone'

because we stay
out of the press.

It's important
they continue to believe

that nothing ever goes wrong
inside these walls.

It's the only way to make sure
they leave us alone

and don't start poking around
where they're not wanted.

So, as Al said

it's a family matter.

Now, when can you get going?

Our flight leaves in two hours.

Good! The rest of you know
what to do. Get to it!

[indistinct chatter]

Al?

I didn't want to say anything
in front of the others

this whole situation
is problematic enough as it is.

But the suspect was also
being trained in attack probes.

He has a knack
for disrupting other telepaths.

He is a mind shredder, Al.

Let him get too close

let him get a clear shot

and he'll rip you in two.

[instrumental music]

[intense music]

Why?

Why did you do it?

[laughs]

Because I could.

You know something went wrong

but you don't know what

and you never...will.

[knock on door]

Yes?

I'm sorry, Mr. Bester.

You said you wanted me
to remind you

when we had to leave
for the Space Port.

Yes. Of course.

Thank you, Chen.

I'll be right out.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

I'll call it.

Damn it!

[indistinct chatter]

You in?

Me?

Oh! I'm sorry.

[indistinct chatter]

Uh, I never played
this game before.

Can-can you tell me the rules?

[chuckling]

Sure.

(man on radio)
'Shuttle one, we are within
range of transfer point.'

'You're clear to depart.'

Confirmed, control. Engines hot.

(man on radio)
'Stand by.'

Does the mothership
ever leave hyperspace?

Only for repairs, when we can
do so without being seen.

No reason for the rest
of the world to know

what our resources are.

The rest of the time it just
sits here in hyperspace

for months at a time

ferrying missions back and forth

and waiting till we need it.

Just like all the others.

(man on radio)
'Shuttle one,
bay doors are open.'

'You can proceed.'

Roger that.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

Whoo!

Well, it's been a real pleasure
doing business with you.

Guess it wasn't quite
as hard as I heard.

[chuckles]

[indistinct chatter]

(man on PA)
'May I have your attention,
please.'

'Passengers transferring
from Starliner Asimov..'

Don't you ever go away?

Haven't you caused enough
trouble for one lifetime?

It's a pleasure to see you
too, Mr. Allan.

Where can I find
Captain Lochley?

- I should check in with her.
- She's busy.

You can check in with me. Card?

So what is it this time,
Mr. Bester?

Hunting down freedom fighters?

Pulling wings off flies?
Annexing the Sudetenland?

Tracking a murderer.

We have full authorization

to investigate, arrest
and bring him back to Earth

along with any accomplices
or suspects.

Murderer, huh? Who'd he kill?

Another Psi Corp.

Well, a Psi Corp in training.

Oh.

And this is bad because..

[chuckles]

What? W-w-what did he say?

Nothing, Mr. Allan.
Nothing at all.

This way.

What did he say about the guard?

Nothing. He said a joke.
A dirty joke.

From the way you laughed,
he'll probably stay up all night

wondering what we know
about his personal life.

Exactly. And that is why

at the end of the day

the struggle between
mundanes and telepaths

will be no struggle at all.

Come on. We have work to do.

Oh! I don't know
how you cheated back there.

All I know is that you did.

Now, you are going to
give me my money back

all of it!

I-I don't know
what you're talking about.

I said, I want my money back!

You shouldn't do that.

That's a mistake.
That's a mistake.

Don't want to get him upset.
You're gonna get him upset!

[grunts]

You're gonna get him upset.

You shouldn't do that.

You're gonna get him upset!

I'll get you a hell of
a lot more than upset

'you son of a..'

[grunts]

[intense music]

[groaning]

[screaming]

[instrumental music]

Did you find anything out
from the Drazi?

He's a small-time fence.

He buys stolen merchandise,
credit chits, identicards.

Doesn't ask questions.

A man matching
Harris' description

came through here two days ago

and sold off a few things

enough to rent quarters here
for a little while.

He pointed to a suite
up the hall

but he was thinking
about that one.

Probably he figured he'd
get away with half a truth

and all the money.

They never learn.

Alright.

Assuming that he hasn't
changed quarters

in the last day or so,
our boy is in there.

As a formality,
we need B5 security

to open it up for us.

I saw a BabCom unit
down the hall. I'll call it in.

You two stay here,
keep an eye on the door.

If he comes out, follow him.

But don't try to take him down.

Call in for backup.
I'll be here in a second.

Understood.

Chen! What-what the hell
are you doing?

We used to use this
to get into the girls' wing

back at the academy.

You heard what he said.

He said don't take him down.
I'm not.

If we can get him while
he's still asleep or unguarded

we'll have the benefit
of surprise. We can get..

We can get the credit
for the arrest.

You're disobeying instructions.

I'm showing initiative.

[beeping]

[door opens]

Back me up?

[instrumental music]

[intense music]

Chen!

[screaming]

[indistinct chatter]

Five hours from the time
you get here

till the first dead body
shows up on the deck.

- That's a record even for you.
- That's completely unfair!

Can't you see
he's just trying to help?

Lauren.

The medtechs confirm
that the body's been lying here

for over two days.

He was dead before we got here.

Yeah, they told me

but I never let the facts
get in the way of a good grudge.

The deceased
was a small-time gambler.

We've seen him working
the casino from time to time.

Finally got thrown out last week

for counting cards
at the blackjack table.

The thing is

his identicard was used
several times after his death

so it looks like your boy

switched ID's with the dead guy

and took whatever money he had.

Thing is,
I can't see any connection

between your target
and the deceased.

So why did he pick him to kill?

Probably just random chance.

He was looking for
somebody with money.

Where was the stolen
identicard being used?

In the casino.

Apparently he did
very well for himself

at the blackjack table.

Chief.

I don't understand.

Under Psi Corps rules, telepaths
aren't allowed to gamble.

So when they do gamble,
they're not very good at it.

I mean, it takes a lot
more than scanning.

You have to know
what you're doing.

So, why would he be able to win?

Unless he suddenly acquired
a skill for cheating.

Harris must have
ripped it out of his mind

just before killing him.

That's why he chose this victim.

He's acquiring whatever skills

he thinks will help him
raise money fast

so that he can get away.

Well, Mr. Bester,
you're now two for two.

We just had another dead body
show up in Medlab 1.

How do you know
our suspect is responsible?

Just a hunch.

[indistinct chatter]

Well, as near as I can tell,
it looks as if

half his brain cells
just erupted from the inside.

Simultaneous aneurysms

cerebral hemorrhages,
blood clots.

He was murdered
from the inside out.

Since there are no marks
on the outside

and no sign of trauma

no history
of this sort of problem

it's a safe bet that, uh

this was done by your suspect.

Yes, you'd think that,
wouldn't you?

Yeah. Wouldn't you?

Our suspect is a P10.

This kind of damage
can only be done by a P12.

Are you sure?

Well, I-I just mean, you know

maybe you made a mistake
with-with your tests.

Maybe he's higher than a P10
and you've just missed it.

No, we don't make
those kinds of mistakes.

I see.

I very much doubt that.

This could be bad.

This could be very bad.

What is it? What's wrong?

I don't wanna say anything
until I have more information.

Lauren, I want you
to get on the line

with the main office.

Have them copy me on everything
they found in Harris' room.

Papers, notes,
personal journals, anything.

What are we looking for?

I don't know.
But I'll know it when I see it.

Now get going.

Our target is too smart to
stay in one place for very long

so I doubt we'll find him
near the casino.

But there are about
a half a dozen other places

on Babylon 5
where gambling is allowed.

I need you to check them out.

See if anyone's had
any contact with him.

And if I run into him?

Stay clear until I get there.

Do not attempt any contact.

I mean it this time, Chen.

Harris may be even more
dangerous than we believed.

I'm gonna check with customs.

Make sure
he didn't use that money

to book passage off the station.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

Sorry, kid, no service here.
I got a license to look after.

It's alright.
I don't want anything.

I'm looking for someone.

I was wondering
if you might've seen him.

I've seen all kinds, kid.

Seen an alien
come through here last week

with eight compound eyes
and a glass stomach.

Two fingers of gin, he's down

completely unconscious
for a full two hours

then he wants to do it again.

I've seen
a naked Pak'ma'ra once.

You know that hump
on their back?

That's not a hump at all.
That's their--

Thank you.
Uh, I think I have what I need.

[indistinct chatter]

[automated voice]
'Do you wish to place a call?'

Yes. Uh, uh, Temporary Residence

Red 3, Unit 7, Bester, Al.

[automated voice]
'Stand by.'

[grunts]

- 'How did he die?'
- Stab wound to the heart.

Look, I'm sorry.
I know he was your friend.

He was just a kid.

Save your sympathy
for someone else, Mr. Allan.

Of all the things in life
I could drown in

love, music, the eyes of another

crocodile tears
are the least appealing.

Go on.

Well, there weren't
any witnesses to what happened

at least none
that have come forward.

We got one thing to go on
and it's not much.

'Just before he died,
he tried to call you.'

'He didn't get very far.'

The BabCom unit
started to record his message

then put it on pause
when he didn't finish.

'Freeze.
Back it up frame by frame.'

'Stop.'

'That's your perp.'

'We're trying to ID
that tattoo right now.'

That's not Harris.

Well, okay.

But if that's true..

...who stabbed him?

Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty.

That's my ten percent.

You wanna count it and
make sure I didn't cheat you?

Unnecessary.

If you were gonna cheat

I would know it
and you'd be dead.

Now, what kind of way is that
to talk to your partner?

I'm here to look after you.

I knew we were made for
each other the minute I saw you.

Between your gift
and my contacts

we're gonna clean up.

I just need enough to get away.

Far away.

Another 200 credits
and we'll have enough

to go all the way
to Proximal and back.

The and back part
is unimportant.

Yeah. I kinda noticed that.

Can I, uh, ask you, uh

what are you running from?

I don't know.

Come on, you can tell
your old buddy, Bryce.

They're looking for you.
You must have done something.

I told you, I don't know!

I don't know what happened.
I'm not even sure why I'm here.

One minute, I was
in the testing center

and the next..

...I don't remember.

I'm not supposed to remember.

All I know is I can't go back.

You told me
there was another place

we can go to get
the rest of the money.

There is indeed.

Anything yet?

No, nothing.

Are you sure
these are from the same file?

They said those were
all of Harris' papers. Why?

There's a lot in here
that's in different handwriting

different names.

As if they'd either
mixed two files together

or somebody else
had access to his papers.

Maybe one of those names
is the guy with the tattoo.

Could be, or..

Hey, hey, hey,
I've got something.

Here.

[beep]

This is the last video record
they had.

It's an off-hours
training session

between Harris and his roommate.

Play.

If only there was some way we
could record thought patterns.

We'd know what was going on.

- Give us time.
- Oh!

Jon, are you okay?

What was that?

It's okay. It's okay.

If I went too far, I'm sorry.

Just let it go, okay?

If I've done anything
to upset you..

He said, "Let it go!"

Back it up.

There. Play it.

If I've done anything
to upset you..

He said, "Let it go!"

Again.

He said, "Let it go!"

"He said, let it go."

Not I said.

He said.

What? What is it?

These papers.

'Different styles of
handwriting, different names'

but not different people.

The same person

with multiple personalities.

'That's why we misidentified
his rating.'

One personality was a P10.

The other was a P12.

It's rare,
but it has happened before.

The same way one personality
can be an artist

and the other can't draw
a straight line.

Something
in the training session

we saw must have triggered it.

And his roommate saw
one of the other personalities.

That's why he was killed.

One of those personalities
murdered him to keep the secret.

Because unstable telepaths

are put away
for the good of everyone.

Check these names
against the station manifest.

See if he checked in under
one of his other personalities.

Go on. Hurry!

[door opens]

[door closes]

Freeze!

[gunshots]

Hold it!

Get down! Get down!

(Harris)
'Watch out!'

Harris.

[gunshot]

- 'Hold your fire!'
- Listen to me.

We know about your situation.

We know what your roommate
discovered. It's okay.

We can help you.
But you have to trust us.

Let us take you back with us.

No! I won't go back!

- I can't!
- Yes, you can.

- Down!
- 'Take him down!'

[grunting]

Harris! Back me up!

Harris!

Oh. I didn't do anything.

The dark man
and the laughing man

and me and Harris..

...we're all in this together.

It's nobody's fault, really.
It's nobody's fault.

- 'Get him out of here.'
- 'Come on, let's go. Get him.'

We all did it.
You have to understand. Please.

- Don't hurt him.
- 'They made us do this.'

Just...don't hurt him.

(Franklin)
'You know, I don't think
you should leave so early.'

That PPG burn's
going to take a while to heal.

Oh, come on, doctor,
we have history here.

Tell the truth.

You don't want me here a second
more than I wanna be here.

Personally, no.

But as a doctor, I have to, uh,
treat all my patients equally.

Even the annoying,
self-righteous, arrogant ones

with self-important
delusions of Godhood.

Ah. Thank you.

I feel far more at home now.

[grunts]

One of the drawbacks
of instinct.

If you'd had a chance
to think about it

you would have been content
to let me fall.

No, that's not true.

- No?
- No.

Care to scan me to find out?
I'll authorize it.

Or would you rather go on
believing that our kind

and your kind have to hate
each other, no compromises?

You're an optimist. Thank you.

I'd almost forgotten what
one of your kind looked like.

Ah, Lauren. Good.

The doctor here
was just clearing me to leave.

Is the shuttle fueled up?

- She's ready to go.
- What about the prisoners?

With a little nudge
from back home

security's agreed
to recognize our authority

and turn them both
over to our custody.

They'll be sedated to make
the transfer easier.

Frankly, I think Mr. Allan will
be just as happy to let them go

since that means
we'll be out of here ASAP.

He doesn't like our kind.

Well, no.
How do you know that?

(Lauren)
'He said so.'

Game..

...set..

...match.

[chuckles]

Be seeing you, doctor.

[instrumental music]

When we get back,
you deserve a back rub.

You don't have to do that.

I know.

I want to.

You know, Chen thought
you were a hero.

To tell you the truth,
I wasn't sure

if I still believed in heroes.

But I have never seen anyone
fight for our people

the way you do.

You don't let go, do you?

No.

I'll tell you the truth, Lauren.

There are some days when I think
that's a good thing..

...and other days
I'm not so sure.

I am.

ETA with the mothership?

Six hours, twenty minutes.

Ah.

That's a long haul.

And we still
have the mundane to deal with.

That's true.

Let me?

Please?

Are you sure?

Alright. Go on.

Your first?

My first.

Well, you made it
past the first stage.

You just might be Psi Corps
material after all.

Now let's go home.

[theme music]