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'Rumors are still
running rampant in Earth Dome'

'as President Luis Santiago'

'continues his journey
to Babylon 5.'

'Well, the president
is scheduled to present'

'a new fighter wing
to the station.'

Many believe his real reason
for the visit

is to build support
for his new alien immigration

and trade agreements

which have met with strong
opposition of the senate.

'This is a low-gravity area'

'please hold handrails
at all the times..'

Has president's staff given us
his itinerary yet?

No, they feel it'll be safer

if no one knows his plan
to the last minute.

Sure that way they can blame us
if things goes wrong.

Exactly.

If you ask me,
this whole damn luau

is a waste of time and money.

Well, we are getting a new
fighter wing out of this luau.

Fighters we should have had
two years ago.

Now we have to renovate
old Cobra Bays

that haven't been
maintained in all that time.

With untrained crews
at a quarter of the time

than they should have for a job
this big, at our expense.

What, something about this
surprise you, Mr. Garibaldi?

Nothing the government
does surprises me.

That's a very Russian attitude.
I commend you.

'Cobra Bay zone.
Watch your step, please.'

'Blue zone, next stop.'

What the hell?

Cobra Bay 12 explosion!

Drop pressure doors!

Oh, my God!

It was the dawn
of the Third Age of mankind

ten years after
the Earth-Minbari War.

The Babylon Project
was a dream given form.

Its goal,
to prevent another war

by creating a place
where humans and aliens

could work out their
differences peacefully.

It's a port of call,
home away from home

for diplomats, hustlers

entrepreneurs and wanderers.

Humans and aliens, wrapped in

Two million,
five hundred thousand tons

of spinning metal.

all alone in the night.

It can be a dangerous place.

But it's our last,
best hope for peace.

This is the story of the last
of the Babylon Stations.

The year is 2258.

The name of the place
is Babylon 5.

'He was blown out of the bay'

'before the pressure door's
dropped.'

It's the only reason
he survived.

If you call this is survival.

- Did he say anything?
- No.

Present condition,
any procedure I might

use to rouse him
would kill him.

Here's the damage report.
We've sealed the Bay.

But you can pull what's left
fits in a shot glass.

Best guess as to what caused
the explosion?

Hard to say, monitoring
equipment and controls

were destroyed in the blast,
knocked ship's censors off line.

Could be a wildfire
anti-proton reaction.

'The crew was using
heavy cutters.'

That would be consistent
with the injuries.

Some poor slob probably
forgot to close the dampers

on the plasma driver.

Then you're ruling out sabotage?

I never rule out sabotage.

But those crew
weren't experienced

and they've been working
around the clock.

That's inviting an accident.

Until I can do better
than a guess, that's..

Sinclair.

Commander, a Major Lianna Kemmer
of the President's

security staff has arrived.

She requests an immediate
briefing on the Bay explosion.

Lianna?

Security central,
five minutes. Let's go.

- You know this Major Kemmer?
- Knew her, 17 years ago.

Dad was a friend.
She was a real sweet kid.

Lianna?

Michael.

Major Kemmer.

- Commander Sinclair.
- Pleasure, commander.

Now, about this incident
at the Cobra Bays?

Mr. Garibaldi is heading
the investigation

and I'm sure he'll be happy
to fill you in.

With all due respect,
I prefer my own team handle it.

- That's up to Mister--
- Commander.

As chief
of presidential security

I have the authority to take
over this investigation

with or without
your permission.

I would much rather my report
reflected full cooperation

on your part.

Let her have it.

I've got better things to do.

Garibaldi?

What's going on
between you and this major?

It's personal.

Not when it affects
this station.

Commander Sinclair, have you
seen the proposed seating chart

for your president's banquet?

Not now, ambassador.

But the entire Narn delegation
has been seated

next to the Vree!

An intolerable situation.

Have you seen them eat?
That's horror for you.

- Eight credits?
- 'Yes, sir, that's good.'

- For these?
- 'Huh?'

I think it's a very good price
for the best at Babylon 5.

Hey, pal, keep an eye
on your credits.

Yes, sir.

Third time this month I caught

you pulling this crap, Dagool!

What is it with you?

This is a deliberate
slap in the face

to the entire Narn regime!

All that tattoo ink
seeping into your brain.

You think I've nothing better
to do than

bust you every few days? Do you?

- Excuse me.
- But..

- Answer me!
- Garibaldi, that's enough!

- The hell it is!
- Get out!

Alright, Michael, talk to me.

I got mad, okay?

Hull-rats like Dagool
do that to me sometimes.

Man, I need a drink.
Water, straight up.

This isn't about Dagool.
Tell me what happened.

17 years ago,
I was working security

for the ice-mining
operation on Europa.

A real cesspool.

Murders, theft,
dust peddling, you name it.

Half the command staff
was on the take

and the other half
didn't give a damn.

Except for me.

Ever try to uphold the law
when nobody cares?

'After a few weeks
I started drinking hard'

'just to get through the night.'

Then I met Frank Kemmer.

He was a shuttle pilot
on the Jovian moon run.

A real decent guy.

When the job got tough, I spent
time with him and his family.

That's when I first met Lianna.
Uncle Mike, she used to call me.

With all the madness, it kept me
sane and sober for a while.

What happened?

'I was starting to make
a dent in the rackets.'

It got under somebody's skin.

Word came down, they were
gonna try and take me out.

'I thought I could handle it.
I was wrong.'

'Instead of coming at me
head-on'

'they rigged the shuttle pad.'

Frank was bringing
in the last run of the day.

Just as he touched down..

...it blew.

You could see the fireball
for a mile in every direction.

- I'm sorry.
- They had it all figured.

Pinned it on my negligence.

The corps didn't want a scandal

so they hushed it up
and blackballed me

throughout the system.

But none of that
was as bad as telling

Frank's family
what had happened.

Lianna didn't even cry.

She just died inside.

And you?

I crawled back into the bottle.

I didn't come out again
for a long, long time.

Yes?

'Commander, it's Dr. Franklin.

I need you in Medlab
immediately.'

Look, government agent or not,
you have no right to do this.

That man is my patient,
He's in critical condition

I have to get to him.

I take my orders
from Major Kemmer.

Nolan, do you hear me?

- What? Who?
- I'm Major Lianna Kemmer.

I wanna know about
the explosion in Cobra Bay 12.

No accident. Bomb.

Who was behind it, Nolan?

What's going on here?

They're trying to revive Nolan.
They'll kill him.

Get out of my way, or by God

I'll shove you
out the nearest airlock.

Who was behind it, Nolan?
Who was behind it, Nolan?

Major Kemmer!
Are you out of your mind?

- Stop this at once!
- No.

That accident was deliberate,
commander

and this man knows
who's responsible.

Nolan, who planted the bomb?

- Nolan, who did it?
- We're losing him!

Nolan, who planted the bomb?

It was Garibaldi.

He's dead.

- Are you nuts? He was lying!
- Why would a dying man lie?

I busted him a few months ago
for trashing an alien shop.

He had it in for me.

And our initial scans show
no trace of a bomb.

The explosion of the plasma
drive might have covered it.

Or maybe you didn't
want to find it.

I don't have to listen to this!

Hold on, Michael.

In light of this information,
commander

I want Mr. Garibaldi suspended
immediately.

Major Kemmer, all you have
at the moment is a name.

A name spoken by a dying man!
A man whose death you caused!

The medical log stated
death was certain

and he was a material witness
in a case involving

presidential security, I am well
within my authority, commander.

Mr. Garibaldi
has been implicated

in a possible sabotage attempt

suspension is standard
procedure!

In light
of the president's arrival

I will assume command
of security in his place.

Oh, give me a break, will you?

Presidential authority gives
me the right, commander.

I'm exercising it.

Don't do this, Jeff.

Mike.

I'll need your security
authorization

your link and your sidearm.

Sorry, chief, can't let you in.

You gone space happy, Lou?
This is my place.

It's under seizure.

Lianna, let's cut through this.
We need to talk!

- I don't think so.
- Wait a minute!

No, no. No!
Chief, don't! This won't help.

Go find out what
the scanning team has turned up.

Next time, Garibaldi.

Welch.

Alright,
say what you have to say.

Lianna, I loved Frank
like he was my own brother.

When he died--

Because you were protecting
yourself.

No, I made a mistake,
I know that.

But I would never have let
your father die to save myself.

'You've got to believe that.'

I might, if you had told me then
but you just got drunk and ran.

Like you always do. And I never
saw my father's face again.

Major, the scanning team
just linked in.

It was a bomb alright.

The scan had showed traces
of C15 in the burn residues

and Chang found
schematics of the Cobra Bay

and these,
hidden in his quarters.

When did they start paying
Earthforce security chiefs

in Centauri ducats?

How much would you say this is
worth, Mr. Garibaldi?

One hundred thousand
credits, maybe more?

Come on, Lianna,
this is a frame.

If I were guilty,
why would I leave the evidence

in my own quarters?

Maybe you just made
another mistake

just you did 17 years ago!

Mr. Cutter, take Mr. Garibaldi
into custody.

The charge is conspiracy
to commit sabotage.

Stop!

After him!

Commander, security is posting
a station wide fugitive alert.

It's for Mr. Garibaldi.

What?

Cancel that alert!

You can't do that, commander,
I have hard evidence

that Garibaldi
is part of this sabotage.

I want him in custody
before the president arrives.

Mr. Garibaldi is many things,
but he's no saboteur.

And I've had it up to here with
this personal vendetta of yours.

- Kill that alert.
- Yes, sir.

Ivanov to all security posts

cancel fugitive alert
immediately.

If you insist
on obstructing me, commander

I have no choice but to invoke
presidential authority--

And I'm sick of that too!
This is my station.

And it's time you realize that.

Lieutenant Commander Ivanova,
escort Major Kemmer

off the Observation Dome.

With pleasure.

You are going to resist, I hope?

She's going to
call Earth Central

and you know what they'll say.

- It'll buy me a little time.
- To do what?

Find Garibaldi before Kemmer
and her hounds do.

Station One.

Commence level 6
maintenance check

on all off station
communications channels.

Lieutenant Commander, that'll
tie up communications for hours.

Yes, I believe it will.

- Londo, don't turn around.
- Mr. Garibaldi.

- Try not to draw any attention.
- You're out of uniform.

Very dapper.

Yeah, when you steal,
you don't have choice.

I thought about borrowing a few
of your things, but..

I'm really not in the mood
for any of your little

games right now.

Tough. I need information.

Someone's trying to frame me
for the explosion

of the Cobra Bay.

They planted
a schematic of the bay

and a pouch of Centauri ducats
in my quarters.

Centauri?

Mr. Garibaldi,
do you really think

that I would do
such a thing to you

my good and dear friend?

In a minute.

You're right, but I didn't.

Though I may have an idea
who did.

Lt. Commander,
why are all Com Channels

to Earth offline?

Maintenance check,
we wouldn't want

the president to be out of touch
when he gets here.

I demand you open a channel
to Earth at once.

I'm a Lt. Commander
in Earthforce, major

I do not take demands.

If you ever request,
I'll consider it.

Very well, then.

I request that you
open a channel to Earth Dome.

Request denied. Have a nice day.

She and Sinclair
doing everything

they can to protect Garibaldi.

No, surprise, according to our
files, they're his only friends.

Them and the Centauri
ambassador.

Better question the ambassador.

There might be a connection.

O'Connor, get back to the ship

and patch me through
to Earthforce One

Director General Netter.

They should be close enough
to pick up the signal.

Yes, major.

So how would G'Kar get his hands
on a a load of Centauri ducats?

During the Narn occupation
of Ragesh III

some important scientific
material was lost.

For the right amount
it could be found again, yes?

But the Narns insisted
on hard currency.

Now, you could ask
him yourself, except

however, getting
into the Ambassadorial Wing

requires high level clearance

which I believe
you no longer have.

I can handle that,
if you could float me a loan.

Who would have thought it?

You, borrowing money from me.

Luckily for you, Ilaros has
smiled on me recently.

Ilaros?

Goddess of luck.
Patron of gamblers.

She and I have had a long
and rather dubious relationship.

Five hundred Centauri ducats.

That should buy you
whatever you need.

You're being awfully generous.
Any particular reason?

You're a very suspicious man,
Garibaldi.

But, yes, there is a reason.

We are alike, you and I.

We are both, as you say

the odd man out.

I have been in your place.

I can feel how you are pinned.

And it would give me
some small pleasure to know

that things can work out,
even for us.

Now, go, please.

Leave me in peace.

You're alright, Londo.

If they catch you, I will deny
ever seeing you. Good luck.

Yes, and you'll need good luck.

In here, Mr. Garibaldi.

I heard you were
coming this way.

I thought we might chat.

Don't take too long.
This whole wing is monitored.

Security will
probably here in any minute.

Oh, don't worry,
I fear the monitors

are malfunctioning
at the moment.

I also took
the liberty of mentioning

to the guard that I thought
I'd seen you in the next level.

My, my, my, you look
as if you could use a drink.

This Taree is most potent.

No, thanks, but you can tell me
how you knew I was coming.

Oh, you've been talking
to Mollari.

It was inevitable
he would sent you to me.

- How?
- Oh, my people watch him.

His people watch me.

We all watch
one another here, Mr. Garibaldi.

I assume Mollari blamed me
for your current situation.

It makes sense.
We've locked horns before.

Maybe you saw this is a chance
to even the score.

Granted, it's not a bad idea

but I didn't think of it
and I didn't do it.

Every Centauri ducat
that Mollari's people

contribute
to the Narn government

has been accounted for.

You're welcome to check the
accounts personally if you like.

I'll take your word for it.

I have been following your
current plight

with great interest,
Mr. Garibaldi.

Is that so?
I didn't know you cared.

Personally, I don't.

But I've always had the greatest
respect for your talents.

I'm too tired
for dancing, G'Kar.

What would you say
if I told you that a ship

stands ready to spirit you away
to Narn space?

I'd say, why?

Oh, you could serve us
in any number of ways.

Analyst, security expert,
cryptographer.

And If you should grow homesick,
in time

I'm sure we could arrange
for your return to Human Space

with proper genetic alterations

and that too
might serve our needs.

You want me
to betray my own world?

Stop seeing things
in such absolute terms.

The universe is run by
the complex interweaving

of three elements.

Energy, matter
and enlightened self-interest.

Unless you comprehend that fact

and soon, you will
be cornered and caged.

They will destroy you.

- Maybe I'd rather be dead.
- They won't give you death.

They'll just take
everything you value.

And leave you with nothing.

No deal.

As you wish, though you are
of course, being a fool.

Without your position, this
station is not safe for you.

You have made many enemies.

Call it a lifestyle.

We'll see.

'Welcome to Babylon 5, Zeta
Wing, you're clear for entry.'

'We've cleared
all of the traffic.'

'Babylon 5, this is Zeta Wing'

'we're awaiting
your instructions.'

'Proceed through
central docking hub.'

Your ships will be routed
to Cobra Arm 3

where they'll be permanently
stationed, following the flyby.

Hey, look, N'Grath,
we both know you can fix

about anything on this station.

I need access to restricted
sectors

and I'm gonna
prove my innocence.

A high level security card

shouldn't be
too much of a problem.

I fix nothing. I do business.

- Legitimate business.
- You don't trust me, do you?

- You are police.
- Not anymore. I'm a fugitive.

Don't tell me you haven't heard?

Have heard.
You are still police.

No sale. Go. Now!

Get your hands off me.

I guess I'll be leaving now. Hm?

- Damn!
- Halt!

Where the hell did he go?

Right. Let's do it.

Jeff, what are you doing here?

Trying to keep you
from frying your own butt.

Luckily, I monitored
the security reports

on your whereabouts.

So you missed most of the fun.

If I'd missed any more of the
fun, you'd be a smear on the

floor, I've gotta
get you to Medlab.

I'm not going anywhere till
I find out who framed me.

Michael, you can't do it alone.

If I have to, I'll die trying.

I can't let you do that!

Sinclair.

'Commander, you have a gold
priority transmission'

'from General Netter.'

On my way.

Michael..

Garibaldi?

'Earthforce One approaching
vortex generator.'

'Prepare for jump.'

And from here on in,
you and your staff

ought to give Major Kemmer
full cooperation.

- Is that understood?
- Yes, sir.

I expect everything's
to be secure

when the president's entourage
comes out the other side.

I trust our positions are now
clear, Commander Sinclair?

I want to find Garibaldi
as much as you do.

The only difference is,
I haven't already judged him.

- I resent your implication.
- That's your privilege.

But the fact is Garibaldi
is as loyal as you are.

And if you weren't so twisted up
inside about what happened

to your father,
you'd realize that.

It's not justice you're after,
major, it's blood.

Kemmer here.

'Major, we've got a sighting'

'on Garibaldi.'

'Ground 5, level 3.'

'And we found out
he's been paying'

'for things
with Centauri ducats.'

Apparently,
what we found in his quarters

was only part of his payoff.

Close in. I'm on the way.

Commander.

Appears Garibaldi's
running out of luck.

Have all personnel prepare
for the president's arrival.

Security, patch me through
to Officer Lou Welch.

He may be
in some sort of disguise

If you see him, he's considered
dangerous. Just call us.

- Yeah. No, no, no.
- Don't try to apprehend..

Open the damn door.

- Thanks, pal.
- No want hat?

Take bottle. Huh?

I go casino.

And then she said to me

if I could do that, I wouldn't
need an encounter suit.

Guess you had to be there.

Is there a back
way out of here?

Whoa, whoa.

Go easy, Michael.

Whoo!

You got a real
nice place here.

Great ambience,
terrific decor

friendly people!
Ha-ha-ha!

Yeah, this place should be
on all the charter tours.

See and experience
the real Babylon 5.

'Hell, in a couple of months'

'I could see a few
of you people topside!'

Well, boys and girls, it's been
a slice. I'll see you around.

Freeze!

Drunk again, Uncle Mike?

Uncle Mike, Uncle Mike..

'You don't look
so good, Garibaldi.'

Take him to my command center.

Major Kemmer to all units.
Blip is in custody.

Abandon search.

Major, they're getting ready
to launch the new fighters.

I think I should check
the bays once more time.

Do it!

'Welcome to Babylon 5,
Mr. President.'

You're cleared
for immediate docking.

You never change,
do you, Michael?

I thought I had..

...until you showed up.

You're tired, Michael. Hm?

You're hurt. Tell me
the truth and you can rest.

We already have more than enough
evidence against you.

Don't make it
harder on yourself.

Isn't that what you want?

To tear my life down like
I did yours?

If I could have gone in Frank's
place, I would have.

I didn't know, Lianna.

I didn't know.

Major Kemmer? Chief.

What is it, Officer Welch?

Commander Sinclair
ordered me to search

Nolan's quarters.

I found these.

Vibration detonator.

And the pamphlets,
they are Home Guard stuff.

'We had a little trouble
with them a while back.'

'Mr. Garibaldi cleared it up.'

- Is there anything else?
- No, major, nothing else.

That will be all.

I should have figured it.

We suspected Nolan of belonging
to some pro-Earth group

but we never could prove it.

And this is just
Home Guard style.

Are you saying Nolan was killed
by a bomb he planted himself?

Exactly, he didn't
know they'd be using

a plasma driver in the bay.

He created just enough vibration
to trigger the bomb prematurely.

That's a possibility.
But what about motive?

They say the president's gonna
announce freer alien

'immigration
and trade policies.'

'That would stick
in Home Guard's craw.'

But how was it supposed to work?

You got any breathers
or oxy pills?

I'm not used
to the booze anymore.

- Kemmer.
- 'Major?'

'The president's about
to coming on board'

'for the presentation ceremony.'

'Uh, General Netter wants
to know if all is secure.'

Make sure all
our people are in place.

And tell General Netter
everything is A-okay.

Lianna,
until we figure this out--

We?

You're still a suspect,
Garibaldi.

Cutter, have you checked
the bays, yet?

'Affirmative. They're clean.'

Guard the bay access until
the fighters are launched.

And keep alert.

I'd like to believe you,
Michael, but this supposition

of your doesn't explain that
evidence got in your quarters.

Nobody knew Nolan
had named you except you

me, Dr. Franklin
and Commander Sinclair.

And Cutter, who was
there when the evidence

against me was found.

Cutter's one of our best agents.

Maybe Home Guard was
counting on that. Look.

It couldn't hurt
to scan those bays yourself.

You're head
of presidential security.

Shouldn't you
make a personal inspection?

'Just to be sure?'

'Presidential shuttle launched.'

'Now on approach
to docking bay one'

'vector 694.'

'With great pleasure, I present
this new fighter wing'

'to Babylon 5.'

'The station's own
fighters will now join..'

Illuminate
center section floods.

Cutter?

Major? Is something wrong?

I wanna scan the bays again.

You'll have to hurry. The
fighters are about to launch.

- Watch him.
- My pleasure.

Come on, wise guy. Do it!

Prepare to drop fighters
on my mark.

Be smart, Cutter.
You can't pull this off.

Oh, yes, I can.

Begin countdown
at T-minus 30 seconds.

'Commencing. T-minus thirty..'

'Twenty-nine, twenty-eight'

'twenty-seven, twenty-six'

'twenty-five, twenty-four'

'twenty-three, twenty-two..'

Clear all Cobra Bays for drop.

'Twenty, nineteen'

'eighteen, seventeen, sixteen..'

- Ivanova, abort the drop!
- Garibaldi?

- There's a bomb in the bay!
- What?

- Abort the drop!
- 'Eleven..'

- 'Ivanova?'
- You lose, wise guy!

'Eight, seven, six, five..'

- Abort the drop!
- 'Where are you?'

- Just do it!
- Freeze count!

'Holding at T-minus one.'

Hm, outside of numerous
bruises and abrasions

and a blood level that's close

to 100 proof, looks like
you're gonna be alright.

- 'And Lianna?'
- She's already back on the job.

- She's a tough customer.
- Yeah, I know.

How you feeling?

Like I just made love
to a meteor shower.

Don't let him con you,
commander.

He may not look pretty,
but with few days rest

he's gonna be fit for duty.

- Mm.
- Thanks a lot, doc.

These bruises could have bought
me a week's leave.

'We found charges
on all the bay doors.'

If they'd opened, we would
have lost the whole wing

and half the station with it.

'We also checked on Cutter,
seems someone on Earth'

deposited 100,000 credits
into an account

in his name an hour
after Nolan named you.

He withdrew it here and--

Centauri ducats, which he
planted in my quarters..

Very smooth.

But not smooth enough, Michael.

- You did good.
- Yeah.

- Sure.
- 'Something wrong?'

I blew it, Jeff.

Just like I did on Europa,
on Mars Colony, Orion 4

just like I always do.

When things get too rough

I crawl right back
into the damn bottle.

It really scares me
as how much I enjoyed it.

But you crawled back
out again and did the job.

That's what counts.

Yeah. I got lucky.
But what happens next time?

Hopefully
there won't be a next time

but if there is,
promise me something.

You won't try
and fight the battle alone.

You're more trouble
than a toilet full of snakes

'but I couldn't
run this station without you.'

Commander, I sense a huge
pay raise coming my way.

Dream on.

I've gotta attend
the president's reception so..

'Get some rest, chief.
You've earned it.'

And I think
you might want these.

Hey, Jeff.

Thanks.

'President Santiago
concluded his address'

by inviting all alien
governments to work

more closely with Earth.

A position certain
to cause much controversy

in the weeks to come.

Lianna?

Everything going alright
with the president's visit?

Yes, thanks to you.

And, uh, thanks for
that report of yours.

It was very creative.

The president's even
talking about citations

for all concerned.

I figured
if you could nab me on my turf

you might just
have a career in this game.

And I owe you...for Frank.

I screwed up, Michael.

- I'm sorry.
- Nothing to be sorry about.

- You did your job.
- 'No.'

Commander Sinclair was right.

I wasn't out for justice,
I was out for blood.

It happens. To all of us.

We're not machines, Lianna.
When we're hurt, we lash out.

That's no excuse for what
I put you through.

It's not about excuses.

'17 years ago
we both died inside'

but somehow we survived.

For better or worse,
that's all we can do.

Survive and..

...maybe one day

forget how much
it can hurt to be human.

Kemmer here.

'Major, we're cleared
for departure.'

Be right there.

We've got to get set up
for the president's next stop.

You know, how it is
always on another assignment.

Yeah. I know.

I'll see you the next time
the president visits.

He's fond
of Babylon 5, you know.

Then make sure
nothing happens to him.

We need
all the friends we can get.

I will.

Goodbye, Michael.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.