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This is Earth Alliance Destroyer Acheron
to Babylon 5. We've got your package.

Confirmed, Acheron.

Corwin is standing by
for delivery in Docking Bay 4.

Roger that, Babylon Control.

Maintenance, go to Docking Bay 7.
Maintenance, go to Bay 7.

Captain Lochley, Lieutenant David Corwin
at your service.

Lieutenant, I thought I was going
to be met by the entire command staff.

Yes, ma'am, but Mr. Garibaldi
just got back from Mars...

...and even though he's not
technically on staff anymore...

...Zack Allan is our new chief of security...

...he's helping Zack get ready
for Sheridan's inauguration...

...as president of the New Alliance.
Dr. Franklin had an emergency in Medlab...

Lieutenant, lieutenant,
is it always like this around here?

No. No, it... Well, actually, yes.
It's hectic, ma'am.

A hectic station is the first sign
of a poorly run station.

- Identification.
- We'll change that.

I've got everyone standing by
in C & C waiting to meet you.

Good, good. I'll want to jump right in.

It always takes a while
when you have a change in CO.

The sooner we get on
with the transition, the better.

- Lf there's anything you need to know...
- Just personalities...

...any internal conflicts I need
to be made aware of.

Beyond that, I've thoroughly researched
Babylon 5's operational procedures...

...personnel records. I'm pretty much
up to speed on all the reports.

With all due respect, there's a lot
that doesn't fit into a report.

Then the report is incomplete.

Just trying to save you trouble, captain.

It's been my experience that as long
as you run an efficient operation...

...and don't look for trouble, you'll do fine.

That's what I was trying to tell you.
We don't have to look for trouble.

On B5, trouble comes looking for us.

Time to go.

I just want you to know
it's nothing personal...

...but I need to send
a message to Babylon 5.

That's what you Rangers are for, right?

Carrying messages from
one place to another.

So you're the right person
in the right place at the right time.

For me, anyway.

Almost forgot.

Any final words?

We live for The One.

We die for The One.

Well, one out of two ain't bad.

And so it begins.

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

No one here is exactly what he appears.

Nothing's the same anymore.

Commander Sinclair is being reassigned.

Why don't you eliminate
the Narn Homeworld?

I see a great hand
reaching out of the stars.

President Clark signed a decree
declaring martial law.

These orders have forced us
to declare independence.

Let's hope people get off their butts
and do something...

- You are The One who was.
- lf you go to Z'Ha'Dum, you will die.

Why are you here?
Do you have anything worth living for?

I think of my beautiful city
in flames.

- Giants in the playground.
- Get out of our galaxy!

We are here to place President Clark
under arrest.

Hey, I thought you were gonna sleep in
a little. I was about to make breakfast.

I can't. I have to get back
to my quarters and change.

The new Gaim ambassador
has asked for a meeting.

He wants to introduce himself before
the inauguration. Less awkward that way.

May I ask you a question?

Delenn, you're living here now,
at least part of the time.

Ask whatever you want.

Why are there wet socks
hanging in the shower?

I just washed them.

- Don't you use the thermal unit?
- For everything else, yes.

I... I guess it's kind of a tradition.

See, when I first joined Earthforce I was
assigned to the 54th North American unit.

And the sergeant of our squadron,
we used to call him Sergeant Slaughter...

...was the toughest,
meanest DI we ever saw...

...and he used to wash
his own socks every morning.

He told us, "I'm gonna live forever.
You know why?

Because I never leave
the barracks unless I know...

...l've got something to do when I get back.

The only kind of man that gets killed
is the man who is done doing...

...whatever it is he's doing.
And I know I'm gonna come back alive...

...because I got socks to wash.
Any of you maggots got a problem?"

- I assume you said no.
- Oh, loud and clear.

The next morning at reveille,
we came up with this big ceremony...

...and we all took a vow that
for as long as we were in uniform...

...we would wash our own socks
every morning.

You know, I think that's the first time I ever
saw old Sergeant Slaughter actually smile.

The newly elected president
of the Interstellar Alliance...

...about to be officially sworn in,
washing his own socks?

You're a very strange man,
even for a human.

Why, thank you.

- Sheridan. Go.
- Captain Lochley's aboard, sir.

We just got her settled in.

Good. Have her meet me
in my office in 20 minutes.

- Lochley?
- Ivanova's replacement.

So much for breakfast.

- My place tonight?
- Yeah, I guess.

I am gonna be working late here,
though, tonight.

I hope this is going to work,
alternating between your place and mine.

Oh, I know, I know, but there
is no room here for my belongings...

...I don't have room for yours...

...and I should conduct
Minbari business in Minbari surroundings.

- Yeah.
- It's good to keep things separate for now...

...until we can move
to the new facilities on Minbar.

Assuming you're still comfortable
with that prospect.

I won't lie.

I'm gonna miss this place
when that time comes.

It's going to take me a while
to get used to living on your world...

...but we do need a permanent headquarters
for the Alliance, and that's the logical choice.

The bottom line is...

...wherever you are
is home enough for me.

Captain.

- Mr. President.
- It's good to see you again.

Thank you, sir.

I assume you've received
my orders from Earth Dome.

I have. The orders have
been authenticated.

Effective this date, you have full and
complete authority in running Babylon 5.

The station is under your direct command.
Welcome aboard.

Thank you.

Please, be seated. Do you have
any questions about the arrangement?

Yes, sir. It's my understanding...

...that Babylon 5
is to remain an independent state...

...pending decision by the Alliance
to formally buy it from Earth.

That's correct.

Then why bring in someone
from Earthforce?

Why not someone else?

Tradition, for one thing.

For another...

...we're still trying to heal the wounds
from the civil war back home.

Putting someone from Earthforce
in charge of B5...

...will help cement us with the folks
back there, military and civilian.

That's why I wanted you here...

...before we started this
silly inauguration business.

In a way, it's saying,
"We're independent...

...but we'll always remember
where we came from."

I hear you asked for me
in particular. Why?

You have handled a number
of potentially dangerous missions...

...without resorting to force.

You're good with diplomacy when possible,
but you know how to fight when you have to.

And you speak your mind.

Now, whoever's running B5
for the next year...

...is going to be on the hot seat.

I chose you strictly on your background.
You are the perfect choice.

Anything else?

Just one thing.

Obviously, as head of the Alliance,
you call the shots around here.

But I can't be just a mouthpiece
for your decisions.

I'll run this station my way or not at all.

If I'm to carry the responsibility,
I want the authority to go with it.

I won't be interfered with
or second-guessed or micro-managed.

Sir.

Like I said, you speak your mind.

Fair enough, captain.

If it's a political decision or a decision
on behalf of the Alliance, that's my turf.

The rest is yours.

Thank you.

- Lochley. Go ahead.
- Captain, you'd better get down to Bay 3.

- There's something here you should see.
- On my way.

- I've got...
- I know.

I handled a few of those
when I was captain here.

We'll talk again later.

Sir...

...I noticed you didn't ask me
which side I was on...

...during the big fight back home.

You're right, I didn't.
Good day, captain.

So I don't want anything to go wrong.
Seal off this area through to Blue 5.

It's the only way to make sure
the rotunda is secure.

- Yeah, I know.
- Last year we had one guy slip through...

...because the place wasn't sealed up.
You don't want that.

You've got diplomats from half
the old League of Non-Aligned Worlds here.

- You can't...
- Afford to let that happen.

- Michael, will you please let us handle this?
- Not a chance, Zack.

I know this place better than anybody,
and nothing's gonna go wrong...

...with Sheridan's inauguration.
I owe him that much.

Now, the new Gaim ambassador,
make sure he has the right ID.

And whatever you do, don't let him go
on and on about those damn...

We found him floating outside the station.
He's definitely a Ranger.

He was in a stasis bubble
when we picked him up...

...but he didn't die
from exposure to space.

- Let me see.
- You might not want to.

I said, let me see.

He had this around him
when he was found.

Hello.

- I'm sorry, but I'm...
- Working. Yes, I can see.

Books, manuals, directives, regulations...

...the geometries that circumscribe
your waking life...

...drawn narrower and narrower
until nothing fits inside them anymore.

My name is Byron.

It's important that you meet me
in Brown 3 in two hours. Come alone.

Why should I do that?

My people are coming.

- Lochley. Go ahead.
- Captain Lochley, this is Dr. Franklin.

I've finished the autopsy,
and I have the results.

On my way.

Just a moment.

Yes?

Cap... That is, Mr. President,
you're up late.

You know, I'm not sure I'll ever
get used to being called Mr. President.

I understand completely.

Did I ever tell you that I was
not born with the name G'Kar?

No, you didn't.

It is tradition on my world
to give newborn Narns temporary names...

...for the first 10 years of their lives.

The practice came out of the reality
that life on Narn is very hard...

...and in the past
many of us died quite young.

When we reach 10...

...we choose which of our
many beliefs we want to follow:

G'Quan, G'Lan, Na'Kili, others.

And from that
we pick our true name.

Well, perhaps the name
we call you now is your true name.

So, Mr. President, what can I do for you?

Well, I was thinking
about that book you're writing.

I've already heard several
of your people quoting it...

...and Garibaldi says
it's very well-written.

Well, I'm sorry,
there's just the one copy for now...

...and, well, when I loaned it
to Mr. Garibaldi...

...it came back with coffee stains. I can't...

No, no, no, that's all right. That's all right.
Don't worry, that's not why I'm here.

I was going over the swearing-in
ceremony we've got coming up...

...and there are two things
we still don't have.

An oath of office and,
for lack of a better term...

...a Declaration of Principles
for the New Alliance.

Now, this job is going to require
a very special kind of writing.

Many times you have spoken...

...with tremendous eloquence
in the council chambers.

When your world fell to the Centauri...

...the words you spoke made the hair
on the back of my neck stand up.

So...

...I would like you to write the oath
and the Declaration of Principles.

Oh, I'm flattered.

Also terrified. This is a great responsibility.

I know, but I can't think of anyone
more suited to the job.

Then you shall have it.
I shall dedicate myself to nothing else...

...from now until the inauguration.

- Well, thank you.
- I will not sleep, eat, drink. Nothing.

The words and I will be locked in
mortal combat until one of us surrenders.

- Well...
- Now, go. Go on.

I have to give myself over to my muse.
Goodbye. I'll be in touch. Bye.

So, what killed him?

Well, a single shot from a PPG
at close range directly to the heart.

Superheated helium tore
through his rib cage...

...incinerated his heart
and fused the vertebrae.

- How long?
- Pending more tests, I'd have to say...

...less than a week, but Mainbot records
indicate that the body wasn't in space...

...more than six or seven hours
before it was found.

Meaning he was killed elsewhere
and then dumped outside.

That's correct.

So somebody wanted him
to be found here.

- The question is why.
- Unknown.

What I do know is that
everything I've seen...

...points to a disciplined,
careful, well-trained killer.

That PPG hit to the chest was in the exact
spot to cause instantaneous death.

Whoever did this is good
at what he does.

Do you think this has anything to do
with Sheridan's inauguration?

I don't know. Maybe.

Go ahead.

You wanted me to remind you
about an appointment.

On my way. If you get any more
information let me know.

I will. And, captain,
it's nice to meet you.

Hello.

- Thank you for coming.
- I came because your performance earlier...

...was pretty clear indication
that you're a telepath, a strong one...

...therefore potentially dangerous,
which is why I didn't come alone.

We are unarmed, and I assure you
we mean you no harm.

We refuse to have anything to do
with violence or technology.

Ours is a simple way, as you will discover.

- They're clean.
- All right.

- So, what do you want?
- A place to call home.

My friends and I are all telepaths.
More will come soon.

- Rogues?
- We refused to join the Psi Corps, yes.

We tried working through the resistance,
but their ways are not ours...

...so we slipped away, quietly,
creating our own lives on other worlds.

Because we can never go home...

...our lives have been spent in transit,
wandering from world to world.

We have come here...

...because an independent Babylon 5
may be the closest thing...

...we will ever find to a home.

We want to put out the word
to others of our kind...

...have them gather here in safety.

In time, we will create
a small colony...

...until one day when we go out
to create a world of our own...

...a homeland for those
who have no other home.

That's a tall order.

Perhaps.

But where is it written
that all our dreams must be small ones?

Do you speak for all of them?

These and more yet to come.

This is Sarah...

...bright and beautiful.

The somber David,
the last of his family...

...the rest hunted down
and murdered by Psi Corps.

William...

...shy but really quite interesting
once you get to know.

Cynthia and Rosa,
closer than sisters.

And Simon,
Special Simon we call him.

Say hello, Simon.

Flowers.

I saw flowers.

Then he likes you.

He only gives flowers as a gift
to the people he likes.

He can remember everything
he's ever seen, heard, smelt or touched...

...from the moment he was born...

...and he can project those memories
into someone else's mind...

...share a part of himself
in the most intimate way imaginable.

I saw the flowers he gave you.
I'd say he's quite fond of you.

Thank you.

He doesn't talk...

...not even to us. Not even in here.

- He doesn't look well.
- It's been a long trip.

Well, bring him to Medlab.
He's a minor. He should be checked out.

Of course.

We can do a lot for you, captain.

We can earn our keep,
work for you, help you.

All we need is a place to stay,
a place to call home...

...until we one day can find
a place to make our home.

The queens thank you
for your help in this, Delenn.

It's not a problem, Lesharr.

The Gaim were a great help
in our fight against the Shadows...

...and continue to be strong allies
under the Alliance.

If we can offer further help
to your colonies, let us know.

Thank you. The queens be with you.

Computer, play waiting messages.

Stand by. Text message number one.

Voice message number two.

Hello, Sheridan.

I know that you're supposed
to be a big history buff.

I know that you're a fan
of President Lincoln.

Did you know that he was sure
that he would die in office?

That as president,
he had to pay the price...

... for the lives of all the soldiers
who died fighting his war?

Roosevelt felt that he would not
make it out of office alive...

... with so many dead
under his leadership.

President Kyoshi
of the Eastern Bloc, 50 years ago...

... dying in office three days after
the War of the Shining Star ended.

It is the job of a president
to pay the price for his people...

... and his decisions.

Computer, what's the source
of these transmissions?

Unknown. System records altered.
Unable to trace.

You started the civil war
back home, Sheridan.

The people who died
are your responsibility...

... and I'm here to make sure
you pay the price for your actions...

... and to make sure you know why.

You won't know
where it's coming or when...

... but it's coming.

And as strong as you think you are...

... the one thing you can't stop
is the lone gunman determined to kill you...

... even if he gets killed in the process.

I'm that man, Sheridan.

Maybe I'll go to hell for that...

... but if I do, I'm taking you
to hell with me.

He's slightly dehydrated.
He's been malnourished for some time now.

We are refugees, doctor.
Eating out is not a luxury we can afford.

As you know. You treated
many of my kind.

Vocal cords are intact but atrophied.

No apparent nerve damage,
so he can speak.

He just chooses not to. Why is that?

Simon came to us last year on Mars.

He was a tunnel rat, living in the ducts
and pipelines beneath Mars 1.

We know he endured some
terrible trauma during those years.

We've never asked.

When he chooses
to speak of it, he will.

- And if he doesn't?
- Then he alone will bear the pain of it.

But we are here for him
if he should ever change his mind.

- I saw...
- Yes.

And that is all he will let any of us see.

We have no idea who she was...

...only that he feels guilt for her death
and hopes to make up for it someday.

All right, I'm going to set up
a series of treatments...

...to get him back up to snuff.
Vitamins, hormone therapy.

- We can afford little.
- We'll take care of it.

- Then we can go?
- Yes, you can go. Franklin.

We're having an emergency meeting
in 20 minutes. Can you attend?

Yeah, I'll be right there. Now...

- We can't go stumbling around in the dark.
- We know there is a danger.

I can't go along with postponing
the ceremony.

Just for a few days
until we bring in more security.

Whoever this guy is,
he's killed one person already.

The message he sent you was untraceable.
That tells me he knows our system.

He's smart, he's deadly, and he's after you.
That's good enough for me.

I refuse to go through life
trapped inside of a bubble.

With all due respect, you chose that life
the moment you accepted this position.

On my world, we have learned an
inauguration is simply a signal to assassins...

...that a new target has been
set up on the firing range.

I am not gonna argue the point...

...but I am as much a target today
as I am tomorrow...

...and the day after that
and the day after that.

Now, I am supposed
to lead this Alliance...

...and for my money
that means hands-on.

It means that I should be out there
where I can be seen and do some good.

It's not the way things are done.

Well, then maybe it's time some
of those things were done differently.

If more of our so-called leaders
would walk the same streets...

...as the people who voted them in, live in
the same buildings, eat the same food...

...instead of hiding behind glass
and steel and bodyguards...

...we'd get better leadership
and more concern for the future.

John, that's a commendable idea,
but it's very dangerous.

Is it?

Our new friend just said
all the security in the world...

...can't stop a lone gunman...

...dedicated to exchange his life
for the target, and he is right.

So you may as well live
instead of being a prisoner.

I agree with Sheridan.

How can you say that?

Because he's making perfect sense.

He's talking a political agenda.
You're talking about protecting your friend.

- Which is more important?
- They're the same thing.

Are they?

It's your vote and mine, Mr. President.

On behalf of Babylon 5
Command & Control...

...I vote the ceremony goes ahead
on schedule. We can handle it.

I concur.

Good. It's done. I'll go tell Zack.

- Just a second.
- I'm in rather a hurry.

Tough. What the hell
was that all about?

Excuse me, but by all rights you shouldn't
even have been in that meeting.

You're not technically
head of security, you're a civilian.

A consultant at best,
an annoyance at worst.

Look, Sheridan looks
for something to challenge him.

Sometimes I think
he's a martyr in training.

Great motives, lousy ending,
in case you missed the Joan of Arc story.

In a situation like this, we have
to protect him against himself.

Really? Then perhaps you should re-enlist
to ensure his protection, Mr. Garibaldi.

Otherwise, your opinion doesn't count.

Look, damn it, I was here a hell
of a long time before you ever showed up.

Yes, you were, and then you left.

I really don't think there's much more
that needs saying, do you?

Do you, John J. Sheridan...?

I just finished writing
the oath of office this morning.

- I spent all night on it. I hope you approve.
- I have every confidence in your words.

I thought we agreed
on a discreet presence by security.

This is discreet.

At least far more discreet
than Mr. Garibaldi would have preferred.

Having each guest strip-searched
on his way in.

I'm glad you talked him out of it.

I have no desire to be struck blind
by the sight of Londo naked.

Anything new from Mr. Garibaldi?

He's still analyzing the voice mail
from my computer system.

With luck, he's got something by now.

Negative on voice match
to human criminal subjects on file.

All right, then try the alien files.
Maybe he just sounded human.

Negative on voice match
to alien criminal subjects on file.

Damn it.

I know that you're a fan
of President Lincoln.

Roosevelt felt that he would not
make it out of office alive.

President Kyoshi of the Eastern Bloc,
50 years ago, died...

Roosevelt died of natural causes.

Lincoln and Kyoshi were killed by soldiers
who fought for the other side in a civil war.

Computer, check voice pattern
against current Earthforce personnel on file.

Negative on voice match.
Only partial list of records available.

Cross-check with files
in Earth Dome central office.

Initiating tachyon download. Stand by.

- Security. Go.
- Zack, I got it. Go private.

His name's John Clemens,
formerly Major Clemens.

He ran the Beta 7 prison system
under President Clark.

When Clark was kicked out of office,
he went underground.

Now, this guy's wanted for the murder
and torture of dissidents.

If he shows his face
in the Alliance, he's a dead man.

Which means he's got nothing
to lose and blames Sheridan.

Exactly. Zack, this guy's
a trained infiltrator.

He could be anywhere or anybody.

- Just get me a description, will you?
- I'm working on it.

- Hold it. You can't come in here.
- No, no, no, let him go. Let him go.

No!

- There!
- Down!

Back off. Back off, or I'll kill her.

- Are you all right?
- I'm fine.

- Zack, put out an all-points bulletin.
- Already done. He won't get very far.

We sealed off all the docking bays.
His picture's gonna be all over.

I assume this will postpone
the rest of the ceremony.

No, he had his chance, and he blew it.
He won't get this close again.

We need to make sure they all
understand we will not be intimidated.

We continue.

Initiating station-wide security check.

All security personnel
report to your unit commanders.

A level-one APB is in progress.

Come on.

We'll get him. Don't worry.

I mean, where the hell's he gonna go?

Oh, hell.

Whoever speaks for the Alliance
speaks with one voice for many.

Consequently, this contains the first page...

...of every holy book of every race
that has joined the New Alliance.

Whoever speaks for the Alliance
does so with the understanding...

...that it is the inalienable right
of every sentient being...

...to live free, to pursue their dreams...

...to address wrongs within their
own society without fear of retribution...

...to believe as their conscience
requires in matters of faith...

...but also to respect the rights of others
to believe differently or not at all.

Do you, John J. Sheridan...?

Everybody else can go.
You have 10 seconds.

Fire at that range,
you're just as dead as I am.

That's okay by me.

You ruined my life, my career...

...my family and my world, Sheridan.
Time to pay the piper.

And what will this accomplish?
Even if you kill me, the Alliance will go on.

Maybe it will, maybe it won't.
It doesn't matter much to me either way...

... just as long as you're dead.

Goodbye, Sheridan.

C & C, I can't hold him.
If this cockpit breaches, I'm screwed.

Assailant's ship is targeted.

- Are we clear?
- All clear.

Here he comes.

Fire at will.

You want to be president?

- Yes.
- Put your hand on the book and say, "I do."

- I do.
- Fine. Done. Let's eat.

- You're Mr. Byron?
- Just Byron.

I saw what your friend did
on my behalf.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Well, Captain Lochley informed me...

...that you requested to start
a small colony here.

- I assume she's told you her decision.
- She told us no.

It's a word we've become accustomed to.
We'd hoped for something better here.

- We were wrong.
- Not entirely.

See, our arrangement is that
I handle political decisions...

...that affect the Alliance and Babylon 5.

I'm putting this decision in that category.

You have my authority
to start a colony here.

And we'll set aside part of Brown Sector.
It's not much, and it's not pretty...

...but it's a start.

Thank you. I will tell the others.

I hope you made the right decision.

We both know a telepath war
is coming one of these days.

It won't hurt to have some
of our own when things get ugly.

Besides, one of his people
saved my life. I owe them.

I suppose so.

- So how'd the meeting with Garibaldi go?
- Fine. He said he'd notify the captain ASAP.

It's a little crooked.

- Yes?
- I just wanted to stop by...

...see how you're settling in.
- Just fine, thank you.

So, what do you want?

Nothing. It's nothing really.

I just wanna let you know I thought about
what you said earlier about re-enlisting.

The bottom line is, I've never been big
on uniforms from the get-go...

...and I've got someone on Mars that
needs me, so I can't re-sign with Babylon 5.

- I understand...
- However, I talked to the president earlier...

You know, I like the sound of that.

"I talked to the president."

He agreed we should set up
a covert intelligence division.

Mostly to keep track
of what everybody else is doing...

...and, hell, we might need a little
of our own from time to time.

But, you know, granted,
"military intelligence" is kind of an oxymoron.

But, anyway, the new head
of covert intelligence for the Alliance...

...is pleased to meet you.

We haven't decided on a title yet.
There's time for that.

So anyway, captain, I guess
I'll be seeing you at the next meeting.

I guess so.

By the way, I finished running the stats
on our late, lamented assassin.

- I noticed you served with him years back.
- Yes, I did.

He was a good soldier, a fine officer...

...but I guess time can change people.

Yeah, I guess it can at that.

By the way...

...just curious...

...which side were you on
during the big fight back home?

I was on the side of Earth, Mr. Garibaldi.

Weren't we all?

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