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Am I going to die?

If it is written in the streams
of time, Shon, it will be so.

'I'll tell you what is written
in the streams of time.'

Very soon,
you will breathe much easier.

And then you will grow up to be
strong and wise

and bring much honor
to your mother and your father.

'Please don't speak that way.'

No one knows what is written
in the stream

until the waters surround him.

I am never wrong
about these things.

Dr. Franklin.

My husband would like to speak
with you candidly. May he do so?

Of course.

'The doctors on our world say
that there's no treatment'

for his watery breathing.

They say that the boy is weak
and that he will die.

He's our only son, Dr. Franklin.

He is the last chance
for our family's honor

to fly on the winds of history.

You must love him very much.

On my world, it would be
a sign of weakness

for me to acknowledge feelings
to a stranger.

But he brought such joy
and happiness into our lives.

Can you save him?

Shon's condition
is very serious

but it is treatable.

He has a congestive blockage
in his upper air passages.

It's not uncommon in species

with internal air bladders
like yours.

'We've seen this before.'

Usually it happens as a result

of an infection
or a reaction to an injury.

It's a normal response.

'Usually it clears up by itself
but sometimes..'

Sometimes the mass hardens,
or grows.

It's not a sign of weakness.
It could happen to anyone.

A simple operation will easily
correct the condition.

Operation?

Surgery.

You will cut him open?

Well, that's usually what
surgery entails, yes.

'There's nothing
to worry about though.'

Get Shon.
We will find no help here.

Thank you, Dr. Franklin.

'Sorry to have taken so much
of your time.'

Well, now, wait, wait. It-it..

Look, it's a simple procedure.

Afterwards,
he'll be stronger than ever.

You don't understand.

Food animals are cut open.

They don't have a soul,
so it's alright.

But the chosen of God
may not be punctured.

The blockage
won't heal by itself.

If Shon
doesn't have this surgery

he'll die, very painfully.

And none of us want that.

That is immaterial.

You must not cut into the child.

Now I know what is written.

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.

It's 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 2,500,000 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.

Confirmed, Azimov.
We'll be right there.

Commander, we just received
a distress signal

from the starliner Azimov.

'They've had a fire in their
command and control center.'

- How serious?
- Seems to be taken care of.

However, they've lost their
navigational computer

and most
of their communication channels.

'They were en route here, but
now they're just flying blind.'

- Location?
- Grid 471 by 18.

- That's Raider territory.
- Exactly.

Recommend we dispatch
a fighter wing

to meet the Azimov
and escort it back here.

A potential combat situation
requires the presence

of at least one command officer.

Is Garibaldi available?

I suppose.

What?

'Nothing.'

I certainly have plenty
of things to occupy myself here.

Yes, sir. I think I'll just walk
to and fro for a while.

Maybe over to my console.

After that,
maybe I'll try pacing fro and to

you know,
just for the kick of it.

Oh, and there's the view,
of course.

Granted, it's not quite the
same as if you were outside.

For someone
who's got over 100 hours

of combat flying experience.

- If you'd rather..
- No, no, no, that's okay.

Don't mind.
Don't worry about me.

I'm just gonna sit here
and knit something.

Maybe a nice sweater,
some socks.

Does the term "stir crazy"
ring a bell, commander?

I have an idea,
lieutenant commander

why don't you take out
the fighter wing

and escort the Azimov
back to base?

Well, if you insist, sir.

So you see,
removing the blockage is easy.

And the body's
fluid-transfer system

will regain it's integrity
almost immediately.

'After that,
it's very a simple matter'

'to reinflate
the internal air sac.'

He'll need to rest
for a day or two

but he's young and strong.

His recovery should be easy.

It's a very simple procedure.

We understand the procedure
all too well.

That is why we won't allow it.

The veterinarians on our
own world perform this surgery

on distressed food animals.

So you're just gonna
let him die?

What kind of a god
do you worship?

We cannot discuss this
any longer. This is useless.

Well, uh.. Wait, wait, wait.

Uh, I-I think
there might be another way.

It will, it will take longer

and it will be
far more uncomfortable

and it, and it will cost more.

The cost is not the issue,
Dr. Franklin

nor is the discomfort.

We are the Children of Time.

We cannot break our covenant
anymore than you could cease

to be the descendant
of egg-sucking mammaloids.

My husband intends
no offense, doctor.

Of course.

I think we can
try something here

that, that might give Shon's
natural defenses

a chance
to break up the blockage.

If, if we use a combination of
emollients and, and microbeams

to provide a physical access
for his own internal fluids

we, we might help the body
clear itself.

I'm not promising you that this
procedure will work as well.

It, it may not work at all,
but, uh

I don't think you're gonna find
another doctor

who will suggest anything better

and you will lose valuable time
if you go looking.

May we discuss this alone,
please?

Of course.

What the hell are you doing?

I was gonna ask you
the same thing.

You never insult
a patient's beliefs.

You work with them. You try
to understand their concerns.

You give them a reason
to be on your side.

And you think lying to them
is going to help?

I didn't lie to them.

You know as well as I

that mineral oil and microbeams

won't dislodge that mass.
It's rooted!

That kid is going under
the knife or into the freezer!

Those are the only options.

Sometimes you
have to heal the family

before you can heal the patient.

This isn't some
silly superstition to them.

This is real,
they're not gonna let it go

just because you tell them to.

It's going to kill their kid!

If we insist on cutting,
they will put that kid

on the first star cruiser
out of here.

And he won't survive
the first jump.

I am trying to find a way
to save him, doctor.

Look, these people,
they're terrified!

But they're just not ready
to cut to the chase.

So first, first we do
a little of this

and, and we do a little of that.

Torturing the patient

with remedies that don't work.

Until they're desperate enough
to bite the damn bullet

and let us do what we should
have done in the first place.

Now, I don't like it any more
than you do, doctor

but we don't get a vote, only..

Our son will not survive
another space trip, will he?

No, I don't think so.

Then we either accept
the fragile hope you offer

or we watch our son die in pain.

It is not much of a choice,
is it?

Stand by,
Alpha Wing ready to launch.

- 'Roger.'
- 'Launch.'

'We're going into a sector
noted for attacks by Raiders.'

'Suggest minimal chatter
till we contact the Azimov.'

Don't wanna attract
any attention.

You just wanna get in
and get out.

'Confirmed, Alpha Leader.'

Prepare for jump.

You're gonna
have to stay in bed for a while.

It's gonna be boring
but the station has

over a 1000 educational

and entertainment channels
and you can watch--

No. We have seen
some of that material.

Those channels demonstrate
false belief systems.

We do not want our child exposed
to inappropriate information.

He can study the scrolls
if he gets bored.

'The scrolls can be very calming
when the mind is in turmoil.'

In particular, the Parable
of the 7th Declination

in the Scroll of Herrel

'where the young Herrel
makes his final vow'

'of commitment
to the honor of his family.'

I've always found that
to be a most inspiring lesson.

I've got something for you.
Look at that.

Ooh. What is it?

Well, this..

...is a gloppit egg.

Now, the gloppit is a very rare
creature from the planet..

Planet Placebo.

The egg has to be held
just like this.

And petted just like this.

And talked to softly.

Just like this.

Since I'm going to be
too busy treating you

to take care of it for a while..

...you're gonna have
to do that for me.

Okay?

It is alright, isn't it? Please?

'Monnya? Dottya?'

The gloppit. It's..

It is not
a dangerous creature, is it?

Don't worry,
it's perfectly safe.

Well, then you may speak
to the egg, Shon.

But you may not speak
of sacred things to it.

Those are only for our people.

Yes, Dottya. Thank you.

Just like this.

- 'Gloppit eggs?'
- Eh, boy's terrified.

He needs a friend.

So you gave him a piece
of industrial goo?

I gave him something
to believe in.

What?

You don't disapprove
of superstition

if it's your superstition.

And what is that
supposed to mean?

They worship the Great Egg.

Your god is medicine and you can
do no wrong in his service.

'What's the difference?'

I produce measurable
testable results.

- What's your point?
- Did you see their eyes?

They're terrified.

You didn't solve anything,
you just postponed it.

I gave them the chance to think
about it, to reconsider.

You are so certain, aren't you?

Alright, look. Look, look, look.

If you think you can find
a better way, go ahead.

Research, prove me wrong
if it'll make you happy.

You're not gonna find anything.

And I'll bet a steak dinner
on that too.

Can't get steak out here.

Then I'll import one.

One way or another,
I'm gonna save that boy's life

whatever it costs.

Why do you want
to import a steak?

Research.

Who's paying for it?

Maya Hernandez. Or me.

'I'll let you know
in a couple of days.'

Did you see this one,
the Shakespeare Corporation

wants to trans-ship
a load of fingle eggs.

They gotta be kidding. No way.

In my opinion, the presence
of fingle eggs

aboard this installation
might present a serious hazard.

- Thanks. I owe you.
- Import another steak.

I don't owe you that much.

What's happening
with the respiratory case?

- 'Anything new?'
- Boy's gonna die.

Parents won't let me operate.
What do I do?

You know,
the authority of Babylon 5

doesn't cover every contingency.

In circumstances like this,
we're in a legal limbo.

You could order me to take
whatever steps I felt necessary

to save that boy's life,
including surgery.

If I do that,
it establishes a precedent.

You've already done that
when you told my predecessor

to save the life
of Ambassador Kosh.

- Yes, I was briefed.
- 'He's right.'

You already established that
the safety of an individual life

outweighs the legal concerns
of his or her race.

On the other hand,
if you get involved in this

you give up
all pretense at neutrality.

It'll damage the authority
of the station.

What if I made
an official request?

I'm asking you to find
another way to resolve this.

You don't care if that boy dies?

That's not the issue.

If it were, we wouldn't
be having this conversation

But it's not the only issue.

But this isn't going to go away.

Neither will I.

'This was the Azimov's
last known position.'

Scanners at maximum. Maintain
radio silence until contact.

- You're doing fine.
- No.

I'm afraid.

Maybe this gloppit egg
will have to hatch without me.

No, no, no.

'See? It's still glowing.'

'That means
you're doing a good job.'

You just keep holding it,
just like that. Okay?

Your treatment isn't working.
He's getting weaker.

If we had taken him away

we might have gotten him
to Thailateen.

He never would have
survived the trip.

He was already too weak.

Because we trusted you,
our son will die.

No. He will die
because you won't trust me.

'Now, you brought him here
because you wanted me'

to save him.
Well, let me save him, please.

He needs that surgery

or he will choke to death
on his own fluids.

There are more important things
in life than the next breath.

Without his spirit,
he wouldn't be alive anyway.

He is your son, damn it.

Do yourself a favor.
No, do him a favor.

Stop deluding yourselves.

Alright, no more superstition.

We have the safety
of the patient precedent

here on the station,
you leave me no choice.

but to ask Commander Sinclair

to suspend
your parental authority.

What does that mean?

'That means I'll do whatever'

I feel necessary
to save your son's life.

I'll put aside your objections

and I will perform that surgery

without your permission.

No! You can't do that.
You mustn't do that.

Please, Dr. Franklin.

I'm sorry.

I have to do
what I feel is best for Shon.

Then so do we.

'There she is.'

'This is Babylon Escort Wing
Alpha to starliner Azimov.'

Please fall into formation
behind us.

We'll escort you to the station.

'Confirmed, Alpha Wing.
Thanks for the save.'

No problem.

I wish you had
an ambassador here.

It would simplify
my problem immensely.

I would ask her for guidance.

She would tell you
the same thing.

Please don't let
Dr. Franklin operate.

Since you have no representative

that means
that I have to be your advocate.

And that means that I have to
consider the safety of the child

as well as
the rights of the parents.

He is not your responsibility.

Unfortunately, he is now.

Dr. Franklin has made
an official request.

And I have to rule on it.

Thank you for explaining
your side of it.

I'll make my decision
within 24 hours.

You will rule against us,
won't you?

You will give our child
to Dr. Franklin.

Earth people
always stick together.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

No. Feel sorry for your doctor.

If he harms my child, if he
touches Shon, I will kill him.

'And that is why we are asking
for Narn protection.'

We have no ambassador of our own
to represent our interests.

If we don't get someone
with strength

to intercede on our behalf

Commander Sinclair
will take our son away

and let the doctor
violate his spirit.

I'd never even heard
of your world until two days ago

when my research staff
acknowledged your arrival.

'Interesting little place'

but it really has nothing
to offer the Narn Regime.

You see, alliances are built
on mutual advantage.

We're not asking you
to negotiate a treaty.

We're asking you
to help save our child.

But you're asking me to exercise
my authority on your behalf.

What were you thinking
when you petitioned us?

We thought your dislike
of the Earthers would be enough.

Enough for us, not for you.

We do not casually
entangle ourselves

in the affairs of other species.

Please, he's our son.
Have you no sympathy?

I sympathize entirely, my dear.

This is a difficult
and distressing situation.

Could you help us?

Well, I would have to
go to the Council

and request injunctive relief.

The Council could have
Commander Sinclair's decision

set aside once he makes it

but I would have to get approval
from my world.

And I am certain they would want
me to justify the cost, yes?

The cost?

The research,
the committee hearings.

'All the necessary paperwork
involved.'

Unfortunately,
we are on a budget here.

We cannot justify such expenses
for non-Centauri.

Excuse me?

Just how much justice
can you afford?

The Vorlons are very powerful.

If you filed a protest

Commander Sinclair
would have to forbid

Dr. Franklin to operate
on our son.

Will you consider one thing?
Please.

If it were your child

or even you yourself,
how would you feel

'if the doctor of Babylon 5'

wanted to perform
an unwelcome procedure on you?

The avalanche
has already started.

It is too late
for the pebbles to vote.

I understand your frustration.

It must be difficult for you
to feel so powerless.

You cannot imagine.
We cannot sleep, we cannot eat.

We can no longer focus
our thoughts

for our daily meditations.

We are consumed by this.

And no one listens.
No one hears.

I cannot tell you
how much all this troubles me.

Then you will help us?

We, Minbari

have our own relationship

with the larger domains
of the universe.

'Matters of the soul
are very private'

very personal to us.

We have suffered
the interference

of others in this area

and are thus ourselves forbidden

to intervene in these matters
such as this.

You are refusing
because of your beliefs?

We thought the Minbari

were the most intelligent
of all races.

We are only trying
to save our child.

That is also what Dr. Franklin
believes he is doing.

Whose belief is correct?
And how do we prove it?

No. On this issue,
the Minbari cannot take sides.

'Alpha One picking up
long-range scan.'

'Signature looks like
a Raider ship.'

- Has it seen us?
- 'Don't think so.'

Alright.
Continue to run silent.

With a civilian ship around

we don't want a conflict
if we can avoid it.

'Speed to maximum.'

You'll need a hell of a lot
more firepower to take that out.

Though I'm fairly certain
the blue stuff is dead.

- How you doing, Jeff?
- Lousy.

Still thinking about that kid?

Dr. Franklin wants me
to intervene.

His folks want the ambassadors
to do something.

And none of them want to get
involved. And why should they?

'Why help yourself
to a barrel full of blame'

if you can avoid it?

Even Earth Central
has passed the buck back to me.

- You spoke to Senator Gant?
- Only for an advisory.

I'm not calling Central every
time I have a decision to make.

- And?
- He declined even to advise.

Said it's my responsibility.

It may be your responsibility,
but it isn't your fault.

This is a tough situation
for everyone.

That doesn't make me feel
any better.

Nothing will.
It's a child's life.

But letting it eat at you won't
help you, him or his parents.

I just wish
I could be more sure.

Sure is for people with nothing
on the line.

You and me,
we just get on with it.

Now I know how Pontius Pilate
must have felt.

Hello, Shon.
I'm Commander Sinclair.

Welcome to Babylon 5.

'What do you think
of my station?'

I haven't seen much of it.

Only the Medlab.

What's this?

I-it's a gloppit egg.
Dr. Franklin gave it to me.

A gloppit egg?

Ac-actually,
it's only a piece of..

...industrial goo.

But, please, don't tell
Dr. Franklin I said so.

He still believes it's an egg.

Haa.

Shon, I have to ask you
a very difficult question.

I know you've been thinking
about it.

Do I want to live?

Yes. Very much.

But I don't want the operation.

I don't wanna lose my spirit.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

I had an operation once.

A very serious operation,
but I'm fine now.

But you are not
one of the chosen.

You are not born of the Egg.

No, I'm not.

Tell me about it.

Smart kid.

Are you going to sign the order?

You believe you're doing
the right thing, don't you?

'So do the parents.
Who should I believe?'

You, because we share
the same beliefs? Or do we?

Commander, those parents are
willing to see their son die

because of their religion.

Now, you can't expect me to sit
here and do nothing.

May God save us
from false religion.

What makes a religion false?

If any religion is right, then
maybe they all have to be right.

Maybe God doesn't care
how you say your prayers

just as long as you say them.

- What if there's no God at all?
- Is that what you believe?

I believe in saving lives.

Without life,
the question is meaningless.

But life has to be more
than just a pulse beat.

What we hold sacred
gives our lives meaning.

What are we taking away
from this child?

That's a question we can worry
about after the operation.

Are you absolutely certain

this is the only way
to save the boy?

Yes.

That only makes
the decision harder.

I have to refuse
to sign the order.

'I can't allow you
to perform the operation.'

What?

'I don't believe this.'

I thought I could depend on you.

How can you deny me
permission to operate?

If it were just me,
I would have signed the order

in the first place.

But if a commander of Babylon 5

starts overruling
individual beliefs

just because
they violate his own beliefs

will be setting
a dangerous precedent.

It establishes that the concerns
of other races

will be set aside whenever
it's convenient for Earth.

That's not what you said

when Ambassador Kosh
was on the table.

Operating on Kosh was
the camel's nose in the tent.

Operating on Shon will be the
rest of the camel.

I have to stop it somewhere.

I have to honor the beliefs
of the parents.

Otherwise Babylon 5's charter
will be compromised.

And the station's ability
to function

as an independent meeting place

for all the different races
in the galaxy will be destroyed.

You're just gonna let him die.

For God's sake, doctor,
do you think I want to do this?

I have no more choice here
than anybody else.

I have to be the advocate
for the parents

because no one else will.

Franklin.

'Shon's life signs
are dropping.'

Call the parents.

When the egg hatched,
you first crept out

you were such
a tiny morsel of life.

I could hold you
in my cradled hands.

I was so proud of you then.

As proud as I was of the day
that you were born.

Today, I'm even prouder.

Because you're meeting
your destiny

'like the true
Child of the Egg.'

We love you so much.

I promise you..

...we will sing
many songs for you

'so that your journey will be
fast and peaceful.'

And when you get
to the other side, my son

you must sing for us.

You must be...our beacon home.

He needs his rest.

Shon, I..

I, um..

'I-I wish..'

Dottya.

I'm glad
you didn't get your way.

I'm grateful for
the commander's wisdom.

This is better.

Sorry I can't agree with you.

The child deserves
a chance at life.

Yes.

But without a spirit,
it isn't life at all.

'You know that.'

I'll call you if there's
any change in his condition.

I think you should go now.

You're going to do it anyway,
aren't you?

They have their beliefs
and I have mine.

I took an oath. So did you.

If I stand by and do nothing..

Sinclair will have you
thrown off the station.

I'm already packed.

That boy is gonna die in an hour
if I don't operate.

And no one, not you,
not Commander Sinclair

not those poor, deluded parents,
is gonna stop me.

So, you'll need an assist.

'Alpha Leader,
Raider ship detected'

'at coordinates
400 by 20 by 15.'

'Just one ship,
it's probably a scout.'

We've got one hour
before we hit jumpgate.

Jam all channels. We can't
let it contact the rest.

'Jamming.'

'Raider is breaking off,
Alpha Leader.'

'What are your instructions? '

It's probably breaking off
to get outside jamming range

bring in reinforcements.

'Stay with the Azimov
and escort it back to the base.'

'I'll take out the Raider.'

'Negative.
Violation of orders.'

To hell with orders.
If that ship brings back

a dozen Raiders,
we'll be dead.

Get going, I'll catch up.

Pressure?

We're equalized
to his internal bladder.

- He won't have any trouble.
- Alright.

Might be a slight escape of air
or moisture

when we make this incision.

Here we go.

You can't help but wonder,
can you?

You didn't find anything
in your researches, did you?

- Oh, Lord, preserve this child.
- Say again?

Nothing. I..

It was a prayer for his spirit.

My prayers have to be
just as good as theirs, right?

Besides, what could it hurt?

There she is.

Come on, come on. Come on!

Yes!

Good. Good.

Not good.

So, Shon, how do you feel?
Here. Here.

There you go. That's it.

Better.

I can breathe again. But I don't
feel different inside.

Well, see, I told you.

I want my mother. And my father.

Well, they're on their way.

Shon.

Your spirit doesn't live
inside your skin.

It's not something
that can escape.

You still have your spirit.

'You can see that now,
don't you?'

'Your parents
will see that too.'

- You asked for us, doctor?
- Dottya. Monnya.

In the name of the Egg,
you did it. You did it anyway.

It's me!
I don't feel any different.

L-listen,
I'll sing songs for you.

- Away, you demon! Away!
- Away!

Please!

Please! Monnya! Dottya!

- What unholiness spawned you?
- No!

- What have you done?
- 'Don't leave me.'

- What have you done?
- 'No!'

Don't leave me!

Shon, it-it-it's alright.

Come here. It's alright.
It's okay.

It's okay.

In the name of the Egg

and the nest in which
it resides.

It's okay.

It's okay, Shon.

I gave you a direct order,
doctor. You disobeyed it!

I should ask
for your resignation.

- Right here, right now.
- You want it, it's yours.

Don't tempt me, doctor.
Who asked you to play God?

Every damn patient who comes
through that door, that's who.

'People come to doctors because
they want us to be Gods.'

They want us to make it better,
or make it not so.

They want to be healed.

And they come to me when
their prayers aren't enough.

Well, if I have to take
the responsibility

then I claim the authority too.
I did good.

And we both know it, and no one
is gonna take that away.

Yes?

Sorry to bother you, commander.

- I'm looking for Dr. Franklin.
- What is it?

I think you should come
to Medlab.

I think you both should come.

Out.

My husband has asked me
to tell you

he knows that what you did,
you did out of your compassion.

'You meant no harm.'

'And if it were in his power
to forgive you, he would.'

I am not allowed
to forgive either.

But if I could, I would.

My husband has brought
the lamuda.

'The traveling robe
for great journeys.'

We will take the boy now.

He needs to rest.

He will.

I'm waiting.

For an apology.

You better check the temperature
in hell first.

Goodbye, Dr. Franklin.

'Vital signs stabilizing.'

All indications point to
a speedy recovery. End report.

- I owe you a steak dinner.
- Why?

- You won the bet, remember?
- Oh, yeah.

You dared me to prove you wrong.

I finished the research
on their people

as we discussed.

It's all here. The Great Egg

the Great Journey,
the Great Song.

Hm. There's a lamuda.
Traveling robe.

Oh, my God.

Move! Move!

'Oh, my God.'

You did it.

Do not grieve.

This was not our son.

'This was only a shell.'

There was nothing to do
but end the pain of the shell.

'You can have my resignation.'

'I've decided
not to ask for it.'

'This time.'

You should never have asked me
for a ruling.

Then you wouldn't have had
to disobey it.

I'll know better. Next time.

Would the child have died
if you hadn't operated?

Sometimes doing the right thing
doesn't change anything.

It can drive you crazy.

It's all words.

Just words.

Alright. I was arrogant.

'Thought I knew
what I was doing.'

'Maybe we'd all be better off
if there was no God.'

If God had never been invented.

Then we wouldn't have to be
anything.

We wouldn't have to care.

There's no way you could have
known what they would do.

Don't try to tell me it's not
my fault. Save your breath.

I'm trying to tell you
that what makes us human

is that we care.

And because we care..

...we never stop trying.

No.

What makes us human
is that we have

so many different ways to hurt.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

'Passengers
from spacecraft Azimov'

'now arriving
Customs Department Area 10.'

There you are.

What happened out there?

- Nothing.
- Nothing?

I just got back the repair order
on your fighter.

It'll be in the shop
for a week, minimum.

And on top of that,
I hear you broke regs

about leaving formation

'and engaging
in combat without backup.'

It was an educated risk.

- There he is!
- Oh!

Sometimes it works out.

And sometimes it doesn't.

It's a long story.
Come on, I'll fill you in.