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[instrumental music]

(Sinclair)
Good morning,
lieutenant commander.

Morning.

Nothing personal.
But you look like hell.

I know, I know.
C&C woke me up an hour early.

They're picking up some unusual
Tachyon emissions in Sector 14.

I looks pretty routine,
but I authorized Alpha Seven

to go check it out,
just in case.

Sector 14? That's a pretty
long haul in normal space.

Three hours. He should be
there fairly soon.

[yawns]

- God! I hate mornings.
- We noticed.

Personally, I find it
the best part of the day.

Ah, me too.

We all have our cross to bear.

The time learned to really
appreciate mornings

was during the three years I
spent being taught by Jesuits.

We used to get up at 5 o'clock
every morning for sunrise mass.

Then an hour of meditation
before class.

We would sit..

...quiet, at peace.

Breathing in, breathing out.

Breathing in, breathing out.

Breathing in

breathing out.

[instrumental music]

- Well!
- What?

Boy, that was great.
Boy, just hit the spot.

I see you cleaned
your plate too.

- Guess I better get going.
- Me too, it's nearly 7:30.

7:30? I-I didn't even..

I slept through breakfast?
This isn't fair!

- Something, Lt. Commander?
- No, nothing, I'm fine.

I'm fine.
You'll have to excuse me.

Uh, C&C, this is Ivanova,
I realize I'm late

but I'm on my way.

I'll notify your next of kin.

Four, three, two, one.

(Ivanova)
'Oh! Garibaldi,
you're a dead man!'

Alpha Seven to Babylon Control,
I'm closing on target.

Registering increasing
Tachyon emissions.

- Visual sightings?
- 'Negative.'

Nothing yet. Stand by.

Babylon Control, I'm getting
something on the scanner.

Confirmed, Babylon Control.
There's something out here.

- Can you identify, Alpha Seven?
- No, not quite.

I can't make it out. It..

No. That's not possible.

That can't be,
it just can't be. It..

No!

(male narrator)
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.

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.

[theme music]

[instrumental music]

Babylon Control to Alpha Seven,
please respond.

Babylon Control to Alpha Seven.

[sighs]
There's nothing, commander.

- What about the homing beacon?
- We're still receiving.

Based on trajectory the fighter
seems to be returning to base.

ETA, one hour
and fifteen minutes.

But we can't raise the pilot
on any of the open frequencies.

It's possible that what ever
he ran into out there

fired his communication system.

Are you still picking up those
unusual Tachyon emissions?

Yes, we had another burst
just about the same time

we lost contact
with Alpha Seven.

And then it seemed to stabilize.

Better notify Dr. Franklin

tell him to have Medlab
standing by

in case of injury.

(male #1)
'Minbari Flyers unit,
you are clear for jump.'

Thank you, Babylon Control.

'Are you sure you don't
require a pilot, ambassador?'

Quite sure.
Some things one must do alone.

I believe I'm ready to proceed.

At your discretion,
Babylon Control.

[zapping]

Alpha Seven coming into
scanner range.

[dramatic music]

Alpha Seven, you're clear
to dock. Proceed to main bay.

Well, that's strange,
he's just sitting there.

He's not approaching
the docking bay.

Run a full scan of Alpha Seven.

On it.

[beeping]

No structural damage.
Hull integrity looks fine.

Life signs..

There's no life signs.

'Commander, he's dead.'

[dramatic music]

- What was the cause of death?
- Well, commander, it's, uh..

Well, it's hard to explain.

There was no damage to the body

no shock, no trauma.

Everything points to death
by natural causes.

So why is that hard to explain?

Because in this case
the natural was old age.

Come on, Garibaldi,
he just turned 30.

I know, and he looked fine
from the outside

but the doc says
his internal organs

were like those of a man
three times his age.

Then how'd he get back here?

As best we can tell,

just before he died he managed

to set the ship's autopilot

to bring him back
to the station.

Recommend we send a team out
to investigate.

Find out what's going on
out there.

If there's a hazard to
navigation--

Not yet, not until we have

a better idea what we're facing.

Meanwhile I want all traffic

routed clear of Sector 14.

Michael,
I want that ship examined

with a fine-tooth comb.

'Something fatal
happened out there'

I wanna know what.

[whirring]

Begin monitoring for beacon.

[instrumental music]

Our people just finished going
over Alpha Seven's fighter.

This is the buckle off
the pilots safety harness.

Looks like he managed to scratch
something into it

before he died.

"B4."

B4? As in Babylon4?

What I can't figure is why.

B4 vanished without a trace
over four years ago.

- I don't get it.
- Nor should you.

Without one other piece
of information.

I ran a check on Sector 14.

The Tachyon emissions are coming
from the exact location

where Babylon 4 disappeared.

Maybe what happened to B4
is happening again?

That's one possibility.

There is another.

What if..

- Sinclair.
- 'Commander.'

We just started picking up
a distress signal in Sector 14.

I thought I ordered all ships
to stay clear of that area.

- 'Affirmative.'
- Then who?

'The distress call identifies
itself as..'

'Commander, it's Babylon 4.'

We're on our way.

- Is the signal on-line?
- It's shaky but it's there.

You want me to patch it through?

Not yet.

Ivanova, check the archives

and get me the secure code
for Babylon 4.

Ever since the war,
every Earthforce command

and control center was
configured to broadcast

its ID code on a sub channel.

Sort of a tag to prevent
counterfeit orders?

- Exactly.
- Coming up.

The archival ID and the one
we're getting now.

(computer)
Coded signal matches 100%
to archival code.

'Babylon 4 recognition signal
confirmed.'

(Garibaldi)
'This is nuts.'

A station just doesn't disappear
and reappear

four years later like
some kind of Flying Dutchman.

- Only one way to find out.
- Let's see it.

Repeat, Earth Station

Babylon 4 requesting help.

We need assistance.

I repeat, Earth Station
Babylon 4 requesting help!

This is Commander
Jeffrey Sinclair of Bab..

This is Earthforce Commander
Sinclair. We read you.

- What is your situation?
- Oh, thank God.

We don 't know.
Have to abandon ship!

We're caught
in some kind of flux.

Power's at 30%.
Ship's damaged.

'We need help to evacuate'

'we must get help
before it's too late.'

- What's your crew complement?
- Uh..

Skeleton crew,
1200, maybe 1300.

We'd just gone operational
when..

'Oh, God.'

It's starting again.

It's starting ag..

The signal's too weak.
We lost it.

And one more thing,
the date stamp on the message

is four years out of date.

You're not starting to believe
this, are you?

It can't be Babylon 4.
It's impossible.

What's the maximum we can
evacuate at any time?

About 250, using half our
shuttles in swing shifts.

'That's five round trips,
90 minutes turnaround.'

- Figure Ten hours total.
- Good.

I want a fighter escort prepped
and ready to launch immediately.

We're going to find Babylon 4.

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

(Sinclair)
So I won't lie to you.

We don't know for sure
what's waiting for us out there.

All we do know is that we've
already had one man killed

while investigating Sector 14.

We're still picking up
unusual Tachyon emissions..

...possibly related to Babylon
4's alleged reappearance.

'We don't know what effect'

those highly concentrated
emissions

will have on our ships

or the people inside.

There's a definite risk factor
at work here.

If anyone wants to pull out

now's the time.

No questions will be asked.

Alright. Saddle up.

We hit space in 20 minutes.

Let's go, Mike.

Fighter Squadron Zeta,
you're cleared to launch.

[whirring]

[dramatic music]

Escort Wing, you're cleared
to launch on my mark. Mark.

All ships escort position,
and coordinate homing beacons.

Maintain formation
until contact.

Babylon Control, if you don't
hear from us in eight hours

'notify Earth Central, but
do not send additional ships.'

(Ivanova)
'Confirmed, commander.
Good luck.'

Alright, let's get this show
on the road.

'ETA, two hours,
fifty-seven minutes.'

[intense music]

Time to target?

Two hours, three minutes.

This is the part I hate most.
The waiting.

Hm.

- Mind if I ask you a question?
- Sure.

Okay, it's morning, you're
gettin' ready to go to work

you pull on your pants,
do you fasten, then zip

or zip and then fasten?

What kind of question is that?

Well, look,
we got two hours to kill.

- Forget it.
- Just a question.

- Why do you wanna know?
- Why do I wanna know?

Because I think of these
things sometimes.

I was getting dressed
this morning, for a second

I couldn't remember
which I did first.

I started thinkin' about it.

Does everybody do it
the same way?

Is it a left handed,
right handed thing?

Do you think about
this stuff a lot?

Yeah.

Look, okay, I'm sorry I asked.

Now, you're always so serious
all the time.

Not every conversation has to be

the end of the world
as we know it.

- I didn't mean to--
- Never mind, i-it's okay.

I'll just watch my console.

Don't worry about it.

[sighs]

- Fasten then zip. You?
- Fasten, zip.

[chuckling]

How much longer?

One hour, fifty-seven minutes.

You wanna talk socks?

- No.
- It's just a question.

I'm not having
this conversation.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Summoned, I come.

In Valen's name,
I take the place

that has been prepared for me.

I am Grey.

I stand between the candle
and the star.

We are Grey.

We stand between the darkness
and the light.

[instrumental music]

We welcome you, Delenn.

For too long the nine
have been eight.

Your task has been necessary

but your absence
has diminished us.

'We rejoice at your return.'

It is my honor to serve.

Why have I been called?

It has been ten cycles
since Dukhat left this world

to take his place with Valen
and the nine who were.

Ten cycles since our people
have had a leader.

The time of mourning
is complete.

We must now choose another.

In your absence,
we have discussed

debated, prayed for guidance.

'We must choose wisely
and well.'

Why was I not told
of these deliberations?

We thought it best
in light of our decision.

You have been chosen to lead us.

Of all the council, you have
seen most, traveled most

know much of the other species,
their worlds and governments.

There could be no other choice.

My calling is to serve,
not to lead.

My work on Babylon 5--

- Is concluded.
- But the prophecy..

Prophecy will attend to itself.

We will pray guidance

and select another
to take your place.

From this day forward,
your place is with the council

with your people, as leader.

You have carried your burden
long enough.

It must be a great relief
knowing you will never again

'return to Babylon 5.'

[whizzing]

Entering Sector 14,
picking up intensity

Tachyon emissions.
Anything on the screen?

Not yet.

It's.. Hang on.

The scanners are picking up
an object.

- 'It's big, alright.'
- 'Confirmed, it's..'

Son of a gun.

Babylon 4.

Signal the others.
We're going in.

[whizzing]

[instrumental music]

(Sinclair)
'We're hitting some kind of
distortion field.'

Tachyon emissions up 50%.

Shuttle One to Escort Wing,
take position

'18 kilometers
from the station and hold.'

We'll go in and check it out
first, once we know it's clear

we'll signal you to proceed
with the evacuation.

Let's do it.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[zapping]

Monsters! I'll stop you!

'I know who you are!'

You want him?

- Your turn.
- You sure?

I'll cover you.

I see you! You think I can't?

[intense music]

[zapping]

I gotta get off this station!

Come on and show yourselves!

[grunting]

Come on! Easy, easy, easy!

- Gotta get out of here!
- Relax.

Hold it! It's alright.
We'll take him.

[whimpering]
I-I gotta get out of here.

Major Lewis Krantz, Babylon 4.

Assigned to supervise the final
stages of construction.

Commander Sinclair.

This is my security chief,
Michael Garibaldi.

Oh, thank God you're here.

Was your ship passing
through this sector?

Not exactly.
We're from another station.

- Babylon 5.
- Babylon 5, you say?

Oh, my God.

What.. What year is it?

It's 2258.

Then it's true.

We have to hurry!

We have to get everyone
off the station quickly before..

[rumbling]

What the hell?

(Garibaldi)
'Commander!'

Commander!

[zapping]

They went thorough
level seven and eight

can't stop them!
They're everywhere!

Garibaldi?

Look, I've rigged
the fusion reactors!

But there's no time! Get going!

I'll hold 'em as long as I can.

Look, come on,
this isn't a conversation!

Jeff, it's okay,
I finally understand!

This is the moment
I was born for!

Now go! Go!

- Go!
- Wait! Wait!

(Garibaldi)
'They're coming through.'

[zapping]

Take that! Take it,
how about you? How about you?

Take some! Take some! Take some!

Wait!

Garibaldi!

What!? What was that?

It's different for everyone.
A flash!

Forward or backward!

All of us, the entire station!

We've become unstuck in time,
commander.

That's why we have
to get out of here quickly!

[whizzing]

[instrumental music]

(Grey Council #1)
They are waiting for you
in the Great Hall.

I know.

They cannot begin without you.

If I enter the Great Hall,
I will never leave it again.

I will live out my days
and my nights in that place.

Yes.

It is a great honor.

I cannot do it.

I cannot accept the calling.

In over 1000 years,
no one has refused.

Then perhaps it is time!

I hear their calling.

I know the reasons for it,
and part of me yearns to accept!

But I must listen to the greater
calling of my heart.

And what does your heart
tell you?

That I must stay where I am.

That I must remain
with Babylon 5.

That I have a part to play
in the change that is coming.

They will say it is just
the voice of ego and of pride.

Perhaps.

I wish to reconvene the council.

- I must speak to them.
- That has never been done!

But if it were to be done
at all

this is as good
and as bad a time as any.

Do you know what you're doing?

Are you fully aware
of the consequences?

Yes, I am.

Then I will call
the Grey Council together.

(female #1)
'We've reestablished
communications '

'with the shuttle escort.'

The first group
is being evacuated.

- What about the commander?
- 'He's still aboard.'

(male #2)
'Babylon Control
this is Shuttle Wing Two'

'requesting permission
to launch.'

Shuttle Escort Wing number Two.
You're clear for launch.

[whizzing]

It started 24 hours after
the station went operational.

We began noticing discrepancies
in the time track system.

We thought it was
a computer glitch

then all hell broke loose.

Anything else unusual happened
before the station vanished?

Yeah, this.

Says his name's Zathras.

We don't know how he got aboard

'where he came from
or what race he is.'

'I've never seen an alien
like him before.'

[gasps]

Ah!

Oh!

Not the One. No.

- Not the one what?
- Not the one.

Won't talk. Can't talk.
Not the One!

They told me. They did.
Zathras listens, he does, yes.

Zathras listens
and does what he's told.

He keeps talking like that
since we caught him.

- Where'd you find him?
- That's the weird part.

One minute, we're alone
in the conference room.

The next...there's a flash,
and there he is.

The One is hurt. Must find.
Zathras must find. Help.

- What're you doing here?
- 'Need this place.'

Need this. Used to fight.

They told Zathras, "Biggest of
all Babylon Stations, we need."

Needing, we take.

There is no more to telling.

Why do you need Babylon 4?

Zathras tells,
you let Zathras go?

Finish what Zathras came for?

Zathras tells,
maybe we don't break

Zathras' scrawny little neck!

Ooh!

[clicking tongue]

Great War.

Terrible war.

There is much killings.
Everyone fighting.

A great darkness.

It is the end of everything.

Zathras warn, but..

...ah, no, no one listen
to poor Zathras. No.

'Great War..'

...but great hope of peace.

Need place.

'Place to gather'

'to fight, to organize.'

You need Babylon 4 as a base
of operations in a war?

Is that it?

[clicking tongue]

To help save galaxy..

...on the side of light.

So they tell me..

...must have,
or it is the end of all.

The One leads us.

The One tells us to go.
We go.

We live for the One.

We would die for the One.

We pull this place through
time..

...to save us all.

Pull through time to where?
The past? The future?

Where you come from,
what year is it?

By my world time

it is year 4993.

But what is that in Earth time?

If we don't know
where you come from

that date doesn't do us
any good!

Much apologizing.
Mathematics not Zathras' skill.

- 'Zathras go now.'
- Major, it's back!

[dramatic music]

- Let's get him!
- Hey!

There it is again!

(Sinclair)
'What the hell?'

[gasping]

It is the One.

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

He's in pain.

Yes. Much pain.

- 'Oh!'
- Warned him. Zathras did.

But willing to sacrifice himself
for others.

He stopped the time-taking..

...to let these escape station.

You're saying he deliberately
stopped Babylon 4

to let the crew get off?

[dramatic music]

Commander, don't.

[grunting]

Fixed. Zathras fixed!

Take! Hurry!

Stop him!

- You okay?
- Yeah, I think so.

[intense music]

Alright! There he is!

[grunting]

- What happened?
- I'm not sure.

[whirring]

You must leave now.

Finished we are.
There is no more time.

'Leave!
Or be trapped here forever!'

Better help with evacuations.

Alright, I'll link in.

Come on, bring him!

(Grey Council #2)
'You wish to speak to me?
Now is your time.'

This council stopped the war

against the humans
because of prophecy.

Because Valen said
that the humans

some among them had a destiny

which we could not
interfere with.

It was my place to study them

to determine if the prophecy
was correct.

I have not yet
finished that task.

How much more is there
to learn, Delenn?

They are a primitive people.

I doubt the prophecy.
It may have referred to others.

- It did not!
- How do you know?

What is it that makes
the humans so special?

What is it that draws you
to them?

They fight. They argue.

They are ruled
by passions and fears.

Yes, and that is their strength.

They do not seek conformity.
They do not surrender.

Out of their differences
comes symmetry

their unique capacity to fight
against impossible odds.

Hurt them, and they only
come back stronger.

The passions we deplore
have taken them

to their place in the stars

and will propel them
to a great destiny.

Their only weakness is that
they do not recognize

their own greatness.

They forget that they have come
to this place

through two million years
of evolution

struggle and blood.

They are better than they think

and nobler than they know.

They carry within them
the capacity

to walk among the stars
like giants.

They are the future

and we have much
to learn from them.

But why you?

Why not another?

It is my calling.
The calling of my heart.

No ruling of this council
can override that call.

Delenn, if you reject
this decision

if you turn away from the honor

this council has chosen
to give..

...if you leave us again

you may not be allowed
to return again.

You may lose your position
within the council.

Is this truly what you want?

Think hard, Delenn.

This council has never before
been divided.

We may best avoid division

by removing you
from our company.

'You could become outcast.'

I understand.

But I must do
what I believe is right.

Then we shall put it to a vote.

Who among us will honor
Delenn's request?

[instrumental music]

This council has spoken.

We withdraw our decision.

Another will be chosen
to lead us.

Go now..

'...so that we may reflect
on our choices..'

'...and debate what is to become
of your position.'

[clamoring]

Alright, don't panic!
Everybody just calm down.

We'll clear you all out
just as soon

as we can load you
into the shuttles!

Hey! Hey, come on,
watch the shoving.

Okay, let's go.
Five! Just five.

[clamoring]

One, two, three, four, five.
Let's go. Hold it!

Close 'em up! Close 'em up!

- Let someone out!
- Okay, five more.

Let's go.
One, two, three, four, five.

Okay, that's good, that's good.
Wait up, Wait up.

Everybody, just relax!
Just relax!

[instrumental music]

(Krantz)
'What was that device
you handed over?'

(Zathras)
Time stabilizer.

Help survive
when make next time jump.

That must've been what happened
to our pilot.

He was caught up in the time
distortion and was killed by it.

Yes.

- Where is your stabilizer?
- Gone.

Gave it to the One.
Now I have none.

So without this time stabilizer

what happens to you
when it jumps?

Zathras die.

But Zathras die for cause.

Maybe stop Great War.

Maybe Zathras great hero.

Maybe build statue to Zathras,
and others come..

...remember Zathras.

What if we take you with us,
put you on trial?

Zathras not of this time.
You take, Zathras die.

You leave, Zathras die.

Either way,
it is bad for Zathras.

If you'll just tell us
how to stop this!

No, no.

You're willing
to let yourself die

to steal a space station?

Zathras does not want to die..

...but if it is the only way,
then Zathras dies.

It is life.

[rumbling]

- Sinclair.
- Just got the message.

Tachyon emissions are way up!

This place is starting to go
where the hell it's going.

- What about the evacuation?
- One more pass.

We'll have everybody
off this station

except you and the command
staff.

If you're coming,
you better do it now.

This place is falling apart,
faster than..

(Lise)
'So this is it.'

'You're just gonna leave?'

Lise?

I don't understand you, Michael.

We've got a good life here,
we've got history.

You've met this Sinclair
character twice

and now you're off
to Babylon 5, just like that?

Don't I mean anything to you?

Lise, my God,
what-what are you doing here?

I don't know.

I'm starting to wonder
the same thing myself.

I think you've got
something to prove

that somehow,
maybe taking this job

will mean the last five years
didn't happen.

But I'm part of those years,
Michael

and I will not go to Babylon 5
with you.

It's gotta be one or the other.

When you make up your mind

you know where to find me.

Oh, Lise. Wait, no!

You gotta listen to me.
Please, don't leave me again.

We can work this out, I..

Lise? Lise?

- Lis..
- Garibaldi?

Garibaldi, are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

Get on down here, Jeff, I want
to get the hell off this place!

He's right! The time distortion
is getting worse.

We must leave now!

- I agree, but, what about him?
- We take him with us!

He said he'd die if we did that.

And you believe him?

I don't know. But it's clear
that he believes it.

Commander,
for the next 15 minutes

this is still my command.

I'm going to have to answer
for this station

and I want proof to go with it!

Alive or dead,
he's the only proof I've got!

And he's going with us!
Take him!

[intense music]

[rumbling]

[grunting]

- We've got to help him!
- Too late!

We gotta get outta here.

We can't just leave him!

You think I want to?

We have to leave now,
with or without you!

- Come on.
- Go! Leave me!

I can't.

Go! You must listen to Zathras!

You have a destiny.

Go! Please!

Go for Zathras.

[intense music]

[clattering]

What the hell is going on
around here?

Commander, come on!

Come on!

Last shuttle's gone!
It's just us now.

Ship's warmed up
and ready to go! Come on.

It's like watching a great old
ship go down for the last time.

Yeah, well, you're not
the captain of this ship.

And I'm not about to let
you go down with it!

Now, come on! Come on!

Hurry!

[intense music]

[rattling]

[chuckles]

Zathras knew

you would not leave him.

'Zathras trusts the One.'

Distortion field increasing.
It's off the scale.

She's going.

(computer)
'Time distortion repaired.'

'Present-time atmosphere
now breathable.'

I tried. I tried to warn them.

But it all happened

just the way I remembered.

I know.

It's time. We have to go.

They're waiting for us.

Do you think that bit was true?

About a Great War
and Babylon 4 being the base

for somebody to try and bring
peace to the galaxy?

I don't know.

But if it is true,
I wish them luck.

The station was built
to create peace.

Maybe now it'll do so
in a way nobody ever expected.

But it's still
on the same mission.

Maximum burn.

[whizzing]

[instrumental music]