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'Transport Dionysius
to Babylon Control.'

'We've been sitting here
for over an hour.'

'Is there a problem? '

'We've instituted new policies'

'to screen for weapons.'

'It's slowing down processing.'

'Captain's meeting with
the Transport Association now'

'to work it out.'

'I'm sure it won't
be a problem.'

Please, just..

Can we have some order here,
please?

Thank you.

Now, I realize that
it's gonna take longer now

to get your material
through customs.

We project delays of no more
than ten to fifteen percent.

Look, we can get that
delayed down to five percent

if we put on more inspectors.

But that's gonna raise
your docking fees.

The hell with the money.

We know why you're
really doing this.

They want to control
all the weapons

so they can push us around,
intimidate us.

Weapons make you a big man,
don't they, Sheridan?

'You're pretty brave
sitting up there'

'with armed guards
on either side.'

Us down here, all we got..

...is what we got.

Why don't you come down here
and try this crap?

That'll be enough.

'That's the real reason you
don't want guns around here.'

Because you're a damn coward.

Without a gun to back you up,
you got nothing.

You got the gun.

All I've got is what I've got.

No way.

I drop you and
your guards will kill me.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Hell, anything happens to me

everyone gets
an instant promotion.

You got the gun.
Go ahead, go for it.

I'll wait for you.

Look.

I was just talking,
I didn't mean nothing.

Commander Ivanova

we've been going
at this all day.

I recommend we adjourn
until tomorrow..

...when cooler heads..

...can prevail.

Adjourned.

With all due respect..

That was Grade A stupid.

I mean, what if the guy
would've gone for it?

'What if he would just have
blown your brains'

all over the place?
I mean, what if he..

What's that?

Energy cap.

I palmed it when I shoved
the gun in his pocket.

You are going to give me
an ulcer.

Okay, okay, next time
I'll give him a live gun.

You really do want
that promotion.

- Next time you're gonna--
- Captain Sheridan.

Counselor Na'Far.

'I've just arrived and wanted
to check in with you.'

I'm here to replace
Citizen G'Kar.

The Babylon Project was our
last, best hope for peace.

It failed.

But in the year
of the Shadow War

it became something greater..

Our last, best hope
for victory.

The year is 2260.
The place, Babylon 5.

'When the Centauri conquered
our world'

they disbanded our government

and created a new one
under their control.

Citizen G'Kar is the only member
of the Kha'ri still free.

We've given him sanctuary.

He can remain here
as long as he wants.

Yes, but unfortunately

he remains in a position of
authority with our people here.

The Centauri believe
he is using his influence

to create an armed resistance
back home.

Well, I don't see the problem.

Don't you want
the Centauri off your world?

My concern is for the welfare
of all of my people.

The resistance is causing
great problems for the Centauri.

For every one of them we kill,
they kill 500 of us.

We must cool things down.

The time for action
will come later.

The provisional government
has authorized me

to take charge
of the local Narn population

and to ask for your assistance
in returning Citizen G'Kar.

I'm sorry, Na'Far..

I have to deny your request.

I won't interfere
in Narn internal affairs

and I won't make G'Kar go
anywhere he doesn't want to go.

You two will have to work
that out between you.

Well, thank you for your time,
captain.

Commander.

'So, this Brakiri,
he's following me around.'

'He's busting my chops about
how there's not enough security'

in the Alien Sector,
and he will not go away.

So, finally, I point down the
hall and say, "Look! A comet!"

And I dive into the nearest
transport tube.

Subtle. Very subtle.

Except later on
I find out that a comet

is a major Brakiri death symbol.

So, now, he's putting his affair
in order and pressing charges

saying that I threatened him,
his family and his water-clan

whatever the hell that is.

Stephen, she went by again.

Now, go on, ask her
to dance, already.

What are you waiting for,
an invitation?

- Come on, Michael, I'm bushed.
- So it'll be a quick dance.

Hey, commander, there you are.

I got tied up in a meeting
with the captain

and a new rep from Narn.

Oh, you look whacked.

Twenty hours without a break.
The usual.

- How's the captain?
- He's fine. Why?

Well, I was telling Michael,
he seems a lot more..

I don't know, hard-assed lately.

Oh, with everything that's
going on, who wouldn't be?

When the captain first got here,
he just tried to fit in.

Now he's trying
to make this place

more like what he's used to.

'Right now we need
a good soldier'

'a hell of a lot more
than a diplomat.'

Yeah, well, right now
what I need to do is use..

Franklin.

'Dr. Kobiyama
just called in sick.'

'He says he can't take
the next shift.'

'Can you sit in for a while?'

What about Dr. Morales?

'She's in Med Three
in heavy isolation'

'and can't leave until she's
gone through decontamination.'

- Alright, when do you need me?
- 'Two hours.'

I'll be there.

Never slows down around
this place, now, does it?

I'm gonna use the little
officers' room

I'll be right back.

Wow.

Hey, did I ever tell you

I looked through the captain's
personnel file?

- You what?
- Shh.

Michael, that information
is strictly off-limits.

I did it when
he first came aboard.

I like to know
who I'm dealing with.

And who knew he'd turn out
to be okay, huh?

Alright, now,
according to his file

Sheridan's a good
tactical thinker.

He can take an inferior
defensive force

and turn it into
an offensive force

capable of taking on
a better equipped enemy.

He did it with the Black Star.
He did it during the Mars riots.

You ask me, he's the one chance
we've got

to make it
through this thing alive.

Maybe.

Did you look through my files
when I came onboard?

Commander, that information
is strictly off-limits.

- I gotta go.
- Okay.

- Whoo! Where you going?
- Gotta go.

Alright, I've got two hours

before I have
to be back on duty.

I'm gonna go ask that little
lady to dance after all.

So you watch my back,
Michael, I'm going in.

Oh, yeah.

After speaking
with Captain Sheridan

I was told to report to you

prior to contacting
G'Kar directly.

May I now proceed?

You know,
I was thinking of visiting

your world sometime soon.

I couldn't really get
a good look at it

the last time I was in the area.

Do you think it would be safe
for someone such as myself

to visit your world now?

Yes. Quite safe.

The streets are kept clear
of troublemakers

rock throwers, protesters?

The surviving streets
are quite empty, ambassador.

The work farms,
the relocation camps

the construction gangs
are all operating at capacity?

Hmm.

And the executions, Na'Far?

The executions continue?

The executions...continue.

Progress.

It's a beautiful thing
to behold, no, Vir?

You may contact G'Kar, now.

Go, go.

Was that necessary?

They got out
of their place once.

We must make sure
it doesn't happen again.

Londo, we've beaten them.

Their cities are in ashes,
their military is wiped out.

They've lost hundreds
and thousands of lives.

They have nothing left!

No. There you are wrong.

They still have their pride.

He tries to hide it, this one,
but I can see it in his eyes.

As long as it remains,
they will always be a threat.

So is that
what it's about? Pride?

It's not enough that
we've beaten them?

- We have to break them?
- Yes.

I'm sorry,
I thought you understood that.

I don't want our people
to go through this again

in another 100 years.

It is the way things are done,
Vir.

Nothing personal.

We've been monitoring it
for the past hour, captain.

Ever since it entered
Babylon 5 space.

Distance?

It's a little over 5000 klicks.

We sent a security-bot
to check it out.

Should be in range by now.

Signature and configuration

it's like nothing
we've seen before.

Looks like we've got a first
contact situation, captain.

'Alien vessel coming to relative
stop, captain.'

- No life signs present.
- Weapons?

None that I can tell.

Must be a science probe
of some kind.

I'm getting a signal,
a recording.

Anything you recognize?

Negative.

Just the same pattern of signals
repeated over and over.

They're probably sending us
their alphabet

and language codes. How long
before the system decodes it?

It's pretty complex, sir.

At least two, three hours.
Maybe more.

And I know that things
have been somewhat..

...difficult between us
for some time Delenn.

That is most unfortunate.

I feel sometimes as though
I have lost a friend.

I think you have lost much more
than a friend, ambassador.

But that is between you
and whatever Gods you worship.

Delenn..

I don't want to argue with you.
Not now.

From time to time in the past,
I have helped you, hmm.

And in return, you said that
if I ever needed a favor

I had only to ask.

- Now I am asking.
- Ambassador..

Don't worry,
it is not for myself.

Not for the Centauri Republic.

It is for Vir.

The Centauri diplomatic mission
to your Homeworld

has been closed for,
what, several years now.

Some trouble, I understand,
with our last envoy.

I think that Vir would be
the perfect replacement.

You will find him
most inoffensive.

He is friendly.
He-he keeps to himself.

He wouldn't even spy
on your government.

He would consider it rude.

What you ask is not impossible.

But I would like to know,
why this particular favor?

I have some concerns
about his development

his career.

It would be a good move for him.

Thank you.

And now the truth.

Well, over the last two years..

...to my considerable surprise..

...I have become
very fond of Vir.

Sometimes in his eyes..

...I see a younger version
of myself, before..

Well, he would be better off
away from here.

Away from what must be.

He would only get in the way.

I think, perhaps,
you need him.

Need? No, I don't need anyone.

He is an inconvenience to me.

A blight, a pox,
a stone around my neck.

Here, I give him to you.

I will see what I can do.

Perhaps, the mission
has been empty too long.

Good.

Well..

I must be going.

Thank you for seeing me, Delenn.

Sometimes I miss..

...that we don't talk anymore,
Delenn.

We never really talked, Londo.

No, I suppose not.

So why the sudden invitation
to dinner?

What, I can't make
a little extra pasta

some cannoli,
I have to have an agenda?

Absolutely.

You know, you're a hard man,
Stephen.

- Now sit, eat, huh?
- Alright.

Before it gets cold.
Thank you.

I was just thinking, you know

we're a lot alike in some ways.

We're both perfectionists.

We make everybody
under us crazy

but we're both good
at what we do.

And the reason we're both good
at what we do

is because
we're obsessive-compulsives.

Of course, there's
a downside to that.

Which is?

Well, you know,
we fall into patterns easy.

You know, tendencies become
habits, habits become vices.

Stop dancing, Michael. You got
something to say, say it.

Alright.

This is a glass of water.

The reason it's a glass of water
and not wine is because

once I start I don't know
where to stop.

The last thing you want to do is
hand an obsessive-compulsive

a drink
or dice or...stims.

You're crazy, Michael.
I don't have a problem.

Back at Earhart's, between
the time when you went off

to the bathroom when you came
back, did you do any stims?

Wh.. Stims are perfectly legal

used by prescription,
in moderation--

That's not what I asked you.

Did you do any stims?

Alright. Yeah.
I mean what of it?

- Stephen--
- 'No, no, wait a minute, now.'

You know, most days I'm on duty
36 hours at a stretch.

Sometimes longer because
we don't have the people

or the resources or the money.

Now, I have to be alert
and I have to be focused

or people die. It's that simple.

Look, I don't want to butt
into your personal life..

It's a little late for that,
now, isn't?

But I've checked your logs. You
pull shifts you don't have to.

You've been checking up on me,
huh?

I thought you were my friend.

Damn it, Stephen,
I am your friend.

And we wouldn't be having this
conversation if I weren't.

I'm just concerned, I thought
we could talk about it.

Alright, we talked about it,
okay?

Stop trying to put
your problems on me.

Just because you never met
a bottle you didn't like.

I'm sorry,
that was out of line.

Yeah.

Skip it. Skip it.

Food's getting cold.

Look, Michael, I don't have
a problem, okay?

But if it makes you happy,
I'll cut back on the stims

because it's not a big deal.

Okay.

Ah. I got your message.

- Where's Na'Far?
- Sleeping.

- It was a long trip from Narn.
- Hm.

We will meet with Citizen G'Kar
tomorrow morning.

It's good to see you again.

And you.

I wondered what happened to you.

'Last I heard after we broke out
of that Streib ship'

and got back.

You'd been sent off
to some hospital on Narn.

Needed time to heal.

I meant to return
to thank you for saving my life.

Then the war came.

It was terrible. Millions dead.

I tried to serve,
to help any way I could.

That's how you wound up
with Na'Far?

Bodyguard.

Sometimes I do not know
who I'm protecting him against.

Outsiders or my own people.

But because of him, I am here.

And now I can thank you.

I owe you a debt.

A debt I must repay
as a matter of honor.

I'm not entirely sure

what my superiors back home
would think if I suddenly

began showing up places
with a Narn bodyguard.

They would say

"Here is a man
who will live to be a 150."

'Computer's finished processing'

'their language codes,
commander.'

Can you translate their message?

I think so. Stand by.

It's a recorded message,
as we thought.

The probe was sent to find other
life forms and initiate contact.

So far so good.

What about
the rest of the message?

It's a series of questions.

Physics.

Quantum mechanics.

Molecular biology.

Genetics.

'Apparently, it's some form
of intelligence test'

'to determine if we're'

'sufficiently intelligent
for contact.'

Well, gee, I'm honored.
So, what do we get if we pass?

Cures for every known
form of disease.

Technological information
centuries beyond our own.

Why didn't they say so
in the first place?

Congratulations, lieutenant,
I think we're about

to go down
in history books.

Just one thing.

It says that if we don't provide
all the correct answers

within 24 hours, the probe
will self-destruct

with the force of
...500,000 megatons.

That's enough to vaporize
the entire station.

'We did a low-power scan
of the probe.'

It began a countdown
to a thermonuclear reaction

just after we finished
decoding the message.

If it goes off within this area

there won't be enough left
of Babylon 5 to fill a thimble.

Can we get inside, defuse it?

Negative. The hull is seamless.
We'd have to burn our way in.

The message said any attempt
to defuse or destroy the probe

would result in immediate
self-destruct.

What about those questions
they wants us to answer?

How many are we looking at?

Just over 600.

We've got less than 23 hours
to pull them all together.

I've got the computer
working on it now

but some of the stuff
is pretty theoretical.

I mean, it's very advanced.

I had to send back to Earth for
some of it. I don't understand.

I mean, why would they
wanna destroy us..

...if we can't answer
all their questions?

Whoever sent this
considers intelligence

the most important factor
in deciding who should live

and expand out
into the universe.

The probe finds
worthy candidates

and eliminates those it
considers less evolved

less intelligent.

Sort of like
an interstellar gardener?

Plucking out of the weeds
so just the flowers can grow?

Basically, yes.

Well, let's just hope
the high-IQ boys back home

give us all the right answers
to this test.

Otherwise we're gonna get hit

with a 500,000-megaton
weed whacker.

Many of our people are starving,
G'Kar.

Starving because the roads
have been mined.

Centauri relief ships
carrying food

are shot down by the resistance
before they can land.

They are trying to buy
loyalty with food.

Peace with crumbs
from their table.

What does it matter
where the food comes from?

- It keeps our people alive.
- It matters.

'Only to you!'

You don't appreciate
the damage you're causing

our people back home
by leading this resistance!

Damage I'm..

Damage I'm causing?

I didn't invade Narn!

I didn't bomb our world
with asteroids!

Level our cities!

- I didn't--
- Alright.

I'm sorry, G'Kar.

The choice of words
was unfortunate.

Any Centauri vessel
is a legitimate target.

We are arranging
for our own food drops.

You cannot bring in
as much as the Centauri

not enough to do any good.

Neither can they.

What little they bring
is a token with one purpose

to make our people fight
over their scraps.

You think they care
what happens to us?

This is about control.

I think it's about pride.

Your pride.

'You sit here in exile'

'and dream of your return
in triumph'

of personally driving
the Centauri from our world.

But this is not the time
for armed resistance, G'Kar.

Soon, yes, but not now.

We must bide our time

recover from our wounds

and lull the Centauri
into a sense of false security.

How?

By surrendering?

We are fighting for our world,
Na'Far.

What would you have me do
otherwise?

Postpone the fight,
just for a little while

and come back with me..

...to Narn.

Surrender to the Centauri.

I have it on very good authority
that you will not be harmed.

If I return, who will lead
our people here?

I will. The Centauri trust me.

The others will not accept you.

They may.

When I tell them that if you
do not come back with me..

...the Centauri will begin

harassing their families
back home.

Some of them
may even be imprisoned..

...or tortured.

'For the sake of everyone,
G'Kar..'

...you must give up Babylon 5..

...and come home.

'Does it hurt here?'

Does it hurt here? Right here?
Does it hurt?

How about..

It doesn't understand
a damn thing I'm saying.

- Where's the translator?
- It should be here any minute.

But they said that
a half-hour ago!

Now, I can't do
a proper diagnosis

if I can't communicate.

It may have
a ruptured peratellum

too small to show up
on the scanners.

Now, I don't want to operate
unless..

Damn it!

What now?

Yes?

I was wondering
if you heard from Earth

on those medical questions.

No, I'm sorry, I..

I haven't been able
to check back.

I've been a little busy
around here.

Doctor, if we don't get those
answers on molecular biology

whatever you're doing
down there won't matter

because your patients
won't live long enough

to appreciate your assistance.

Alright, alright. Alright, I'll
check back as soon as I can.

Alright? Medlab out.

Look, we can't wait much longer.

Prep him for surgery,
we'll do an exploratory.

Yes, doctor. Come on.

I don't want to go to Minbar.

'Oh, of course,
you want to go to Minbar.'

Everyone wants to go to Minbar.

It is the vacation spot
of the season

assuming you're part of the
long-robes-and-head-bone set.

- Londo
- 'Vir.'

It's a good career move for you.

From time to time you'll
come back here, report to me.

We will, uh,
do a little business together.

And who will take care of things
when I'm gone?

I am quite capable
of taking care of myself, Vir.

I want you away from here.
It is not a good place for you.

- I want to protect you.
- I don't want to be protected!

Well, I'm afraid it's not your
decision. It's already done.

You have been promoted.

You will earn more money,
receive more attention

women may even come to find you
attractive...in time.

I know it is a great burden

but I think that
you will adjust.

Now, I must go.
I'm late for my appointment.

Londo, if I leave,
you will be alone.

Ah, I have always been alone.

'And what do we make of this?'

It looks Narn on the outside

but I hear it is Centauri
on the inside.

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

I am a duly appointed liaison--

Appointed by who? The Centauri?

To be their pet,
their messenger, their puppet?

I just heard from Homeworld.

My pouch-brother
has been arrested.

I'm told he will be released
when G'Kar returns home.

I'm sorry. I tried to warn you.

You are a blood traitor, Na'Far.

The Centauri failed
to break us with bombs

and guns and ships.

And now you come
to break our soul.

Go back to Narn.
Or we'll..

You would strike against
your own kind?

Only if you consider
someone cowardly enough

to strike from behind
one of his own kind.

Stop it! Enough!

Have I led you
no better than this?

Have I taught you
no better than this?

Look at yourselves.

We're at each other's throats!

By G'Quan, I won't have this.

Na'Far.

I won't allow the Centauri
to use me

to turn us against one another.

If they want me to return home,
if that is the price..

...then let's pay it
and get this over with.

I will return with you to Narn.

How're we doing
on those questions?

Seventy-five more to go,
we just started translating

the batch on molecular biology.

Corwin check these figures again

make sure they came through
the translator okay.

I don't want to get killed
because of a typo.

- It will be embarrassing.
- On it.

Can we power up
the weapons system gradually

so the probe won't pick it up?

We can try but it may not
matter, the probe's supposed to

be fast enough to blow
the instant we fire.

Yeah, maybe.
And maybe they're bluffing.

If we don't get
those answers in time

we may have to take that chance.
Power up slowly.

Captain, I've got
the Transport Pilots Association

on the link again.

'They want to know when
you're gonna meet with them'

'to finish the discussion
about weapons.'

They've called five times
in the last hour.

How long before
that probe detonates?

Six hours.

Tell them we'll reconvene
in seven hours.

If that thing blows,
at least it'll save me

from one more annoying
conversation.

Always finding the good
in every situation, eh, captain?

Absolutely. If I didn't,
I might end up like you.

Hey!
What's that supposed to mean?

Did anybody else hear that?
Did you hear that?

- No, commander.
- Good.

I swear, if we live through this
somebody's gonna find their

automatic shower
preferences reprogrammed

for ice water.

Yes?

'Mr. Garibaldi.'

It's late.
What can I do for you?

I heard on the grapevine
you were, uh, leaving.

I didn't believe it, but figured
I better check it out.

The families of those
here on Babylon 5

will be harassed and intimidated
until I return.

So, I return.

I thought your government
gave you orders to stay.

That government
no longer exists.

I do what I must.

If you go back,
the Centauri will kill you.

You know it, I know it.

If I didn't know better
I might think you were..

...genuinely concerned.

G'Kar, too many people
in my life have died.

And I don't want to add
any more to the list.

So, please, don't do it.

My fate
is in the hands of G'Quan.

What must happen will happen.

Thank you for your concern..

...Mr. Garibaldi.

Goodnight.

And we've been able
to track down

most of the data you asked for.

I'm transmitting it now.

Wait, wait, wait.
Wait a minute.

Now, what do you mean,
most of the data?

Two of the questions
in molecular biology

are very advanced.

'There have only been
a couple of papers'

'published in this area.'

Both by Dr. Franz Mueller.

We haven't been able
to get ahold of him.

But you've got
the rest of the data.

No, no, the rest don't matter
unless you have all of them.

You can't just give me some
of them and say it's enough!

Dr. Mueller is on vacation.

Well, then, you'd better damn
well find him!

Or you're gonna have a
quarter-million dead people

on your conscience!

There's no reason to speak
to me in that fashion.

Oh, God.

You know, we've got
four hours to live

and you're worried
about being rude?

'No, no, no,
I don't want to hear it.'

Now you get on that web

you use his emergency code
and you find him!

'Or I swear, the last thing
I'll do is send a report'

'on your incompetence
straight to Earth Dome!'

You'll be disbarred so fast

you'll leave skid marks as they
throw your ass out of the EMA!

Now you get on it,
and you get on it now!

Dr. Franklin.

- Are you alright?
- Yeah.

Fine.

- How's the patient?
- Not good.

Alright, you get him
down to Medlab 2.

You get Estevez going on him
now. Go.

Citizen G'Kar has said
the things you want to hear.

Focused your anger on blood
and revenge and retaliation.

All these things will be ours..

...but at the proper time
and in the proper way.

This is neither.

'As the newly established
liaison'

between you and
the provisional government.

I can help you work within
the system imposed upon us..

...to rebuild Narn.

'To feed, clothe
and protect our people.'

For what can be
more important..

...than their safety?

There is, perhaps, one thing.

- 'How much time?'
- 'Three minutes.'

- Standing by to transmit.
- Commander.

The message we got
from the probe.

What did it promise, if we did
give all the right answers?

Advanced tech, mainly, medical
information, cures for disease

new jumpgate technology.

But it never gave you the name
of the race or where it's from?

I assume we get that information
once we pass the test.

Two minutes.

- Okay, here we go.
- No, wait!

There's something about this
that has been bothering me

ever since we made contact.

We have been operating under
the assumption that

whoever sent the probe..

...is deciding whether or not

a sentient race
is fit to survive

based on what they know
at the moment of contact.

But if that's true,
why give them a leg up

on more advanced technologies?

Maybe they're feeling generous.

No, if they were
feeling generous

they wouldn't be wiping out
inferior races

based on lack of advancement.

Now, I don't like it.

Captain, we're down
to one minute.

I don't see
any other options here.

What if it's a berserker?

A probe sent out to find
life forms advanced enough

to pose a threat
to the race that created it?

It sends a list of questions
backed by a threat.

If it gets the right answers
back that proves

a certain level of technological
advancement, then boom!

You wipe out a potential enemy

without leaving any trace
of where you came from.

Or it could be exactly
what it said.

Fifteen seconds.
Captain, send or no send?

No send.

Oh, boy.

It's breaking off,
you're right.

Yeah, well, being right isn't
enough. What about the next guy?

Are there any secure-bots
in that area?

Just one, 5000 klicks.

It's far enough.

Relay those answers to the bot
move it toward the probe

and have it stand by
to transmit.

'Probe is at 3000 klicks.'

Three thousand four.

- 'Three thousand six.'
- Stand by.

Stand by.

Transmit.

Send out a recovery team
to pick up the debris for study.

Captain, you alright?

Oh, nuts.

What's wrong?

I mean, we survived.

Right.

Which means now
I have to go back to that

stupid transport
association meeting.

Oh, well.

If I live through this job..

...without completely losing
my mind..

...it will be a miracle
of biblical proportions.

Well, there goes my faith
in the Almighty.

Is there a problem, G'Dok?

I cannot let you leave.

You are valued.
And you are needed here.

Thank you, but I must go.

I'm sorry, but I do what I must.

We cannot let you leave, G'Kar.

You are valued
and you are needed here.

This is foolishness.

I'm doing this
for your own good.

We cannot let you go, G'Kar.

The only way out
is through all of us.

If I stay here

your families
are in jeopardy.

Is anything more important
than their safety?

Yes. Their freedom.

It's better to die
in the cause of freedom

than to live in comfort
as a slave.

We understand this and
our families understand this

because you taught it to us.

Stay, G'Kar, for us

and for them.

To leave now that I have decided

to stay and join
the others would be rude.

And extremely uncomfortable.

That is a K'tok.

Once drawn, it cannot be
sheathed until it draws blood.

Again, you would raise arms
against your own kind.

Have I taught you nothing?

I carry my sword in my hand.

You carry yours in your heart
and in your mind.

As I see it

that gives you a 2-to-1
advantage in arms.

Be fair, Citizen G'Kar.

I will stay.

Thank you.

We never get a break, do we?

Now, we went through
that whole nonsense

because some race
wants to yank our chain.

Pass the test and die.

Fail the test
and remain ignorant.

I know, it's a pain in the neck.

But would you really want your
life safe, predictable, easy?

Sometimes.

Listen, uh..

I wanna say, I may have jumped
the gun a little when we talked.

I had no business getting in
your face about the stims.

You say you got it covered,
that's your call.

Thank you.

And I do have it covered.
I do.

I mean, I went through this
whole nonsense with the probe

and, and about a half
a dozen sick patients

and I-I never touched
the stuff once.

So where's the captain
and Ivanova?

Heroes of the hour, huh?

Don't ask.

Order. People, please!

I can't conduct this meeting.

Please.

Stop.

Order!

'Final boarding call
for Minbari liner Zoful'

'now departing
from Bay 7 to Minbar..'

'All passengers requiring
loading assistance..'