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Computer voice:
Liner White Star,

arriving from Earth,
is now docking in bay 5.

Passengers will disembark
through customs area 7.

[Announcement
in foreign language]

Well,
it was a pleasure

traveling with you,
Mr. Smith.

It's not every day
you meet a man

with such
an interesting calling.

Same here, rabbi.
Take care.

Shalom.

Bo je moi.

My, my. Slappers--

with a medlab seal, yet.

And I bet you two beauties

are a couple
of brain surgeons, huh?

Damn!

Red 6,
this is Garibaldi.

I got a smilin' pair
of 10-15s for you

dealing
in stolen slappers.

One of these days,
Garibaldi,

you're gonna learn
to watch your back.

Walker Smith.

Where the hell'd you
go after Orion 4?

You name it. Io, Mars,
LeGrange station.

Anyplace
somebody would pay

to watch me bust
some rope-a-dope's head.

Wasn't pretty,

but it bought me
passage back to Earth

and a boxing license.

I know. I saw
all your fights.

Man, you were
something.

Everybody said
you were on your way

to the world title
until...

You believe
what they said about me?

No, but I'd still like
to hear it from you.

It's a long story
and a wet one.

I need
to get a berth

and make some
connections.

I'd say we hook up
in around 30 rounds.

I know a place
off the Zocalo, the dugout.

Just your style.
Red 5.

I'll see you there.

I heard some stuff about
you, too, Garibaldi.

You believe it?

Hell, yeah.

[Laughs]

Sinclair: It was the dawn
of the third age of mankind,

10 years after
the Earth-Minbari war.

The Babylon project
was a dream given form.

Its goal:
To prevent another war

by creating a place

where humans and aliens

could work out their
differences peacefully.

It's a port of call,

home away from home

for diplomats, hustlers,
entrepreneurs,

and wanderers.

Humans and aliens

wrapped in 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...

Walker.

What's this?

Specialty
of the house--

zoon burgers,
jovian tubers,

and a miner's
draught

of traxian ale.

You drench it
in ketchup,

and you'll swear

you're back in that
place on cestus.

Where the waitresses
all have 3--

yeah,
that's the joint.

You always were
a classy guy.

It's good.

Am I going space happy,

or are you drinking water?

Nothin' but.

Gave up the rocket fuel
a while ago.

Oh, right.

You always were
a lousy drunk.

Me? As I recall
our first meeting,

you were about 9 sheets
to the wind

and taking apart
a holeopeep

in fortune cite.

Until you bent a shock stick
over my brain pan,

which you never would've done
had I seen you coming.

It was the start of
a beautiful friendship.

[Light jazz music
playing]

[Doorbell rings]

[Sighs]

Stop program.

[Music stops]

Open.

Suzotchka.

It's so good
to see you again.

Rabbi koslov.

So formal?

You used to call me
uncle yossel.

I can't believe
you're here.

Neither can I.

This is my first time
among the stars, you know.

Such vastness seen so close

makes one
feel very small.

You must be tired.

Please sit down.

Can I get you
anything?

No. The seat I'll take.

You're here
about papa.

Yes.

Andrei's death was a great
sorrow for all of us.

Before he died,

he entrusted me
with a legacy--

your legacy.

I was going
to give it to you

after his funeral,
but you weren't there.

The station was in a crisis
at the time.

I couldn't get away.

Of course. You're
a military officer

in an important
position.

Duty must come first.

I understand,

and so would Andrei.

That's the way
he raised you.

So...

You sat shivah here.

I haven't sat shivah.

Well, it can
still be done.

I'll sit with you.
I'll arrange everything.

I'm afraid I can't.

My duties here
are very extensive.

I just don't have the time.

Besides, it's been
several months.

There's no point.

I see.

Well, I think
I'll get some rest.

I'm staying over
in the sanctuary area

in, uh,
what do you call it?

Blue 3.
I'll take you there.

No, no, no.
I'll find my own way back.

You have duties.

But you will have
dinner with me tonight?

Of course. I'll
come by at 2000.

Huh?

8:00.

Blue 3. 2000.

Such mishigas.

You've done well,
Suzotchka.

Andrei was
very proud of you,

and so am I.

Thank you, uncle yossel.

So after I beat atagi,

I was the number one
contender for the title

and that's
when it came down.

Sports corps had invested
a bundle in Vizaro,

and they were not about
to let him be beat,

so they told me
it wasn't my time yet.

They said they would
make it worth my while

to retire
for a few years.

So you told them
to stuff it.

And I wasn't that polite
about it.

I worked long and hard
for a title shot,

and I didn't think there was
anything they could do.

That's when they
framed you?

Like a picture.

Doctored my blood test

to make it look like
I was popping adrenals.

Spread the word that I was
a stooge for the syndi.

The nets ate it up
and me along with it.

I haven't been able

to get a legitimate fight
in 2 years.

I earned that shot, Mike.

I sweated for it,
I bled for it,

I dreamed of it.

They took it away from me
like it was nothing,

like I was nothing.

So why did you come
to Babylon 5?

To make history.

Be the first human
to fight in the Mutai.

The Mutai? Are you
out of your skull?

You know Mutai means
"trial of blood."

Snappy.

They called my fight
with atagi "world war iv."

No, no, no.
You don't get it.

The Mutai
isn't a prize fight.

It's a meat grinder.

No rounds,
no rules, no gloves.

Just take
your opponent out.

5 aliens
have been killed

and there are
10 times that number

that have been
crippled.

I was dead when they
took my title shot away,

so I figure
I come up here

and bust
a few snakeheads,

make a big splash
in the nets.

The corp will be beggin' me
to fight the champ.

It's the real deal, Mike.

I am rabbi
yossel koslov.

What can I
do for you, rabbi?

I'm an old friend
of the Ivanov family,

and I wish to speak
to you about Susan.

Please, have a seat.

You are aware

of the recent death
of Susan's father?

No. When
did this happen?

A few months ago.

He was very ill.
It was not unexpected.

I understand

she was speaking to him
from here

the moment he died.

She never said
anything about it.

Huh.

I'm not surprised.

Susan has always
been very private

about such matters.

And there was bad
blood between them.

You know
about her mother.

I know
she was a telepath

and that she
took her own life.

Great tragedy,

and one for which
I believe

Susan always
blamed her father.

A year later,

when her brother
ganya was killed

in the Minbari wars

and Susan chose
to join Earthforce

against
Andrei's wishes,

the rift between them
became greater still.

I see.

Susan has traveled
a hard road, Commander,

and now that
her family is gone,

that road
is harder still.

I'm worried about her.

How can I help?

It is Jewish tradition
to mourn the dead

by sitting shivah
so that family,

friends, members
of the Jewish community

can gather at the home
of the bereaved

to offer comfort

and also help
fulfill the obligation

of prayer
for the departed.

Yes. I'm familiar with it.

Well...

Susan
has not done this,

and I believe
it would help her

accept
her father's death

and his life.

Now, if you could
possibly Grant her

a few days' leave.

Certainly.

She can take as much
time as she needs.

Thank you, Commander.

I will tell Susan
at dinner tonight.

By the way,

this Babylon 5
of yours...

Sheesh.

Nes gedule--
a great miracle.

Thank you.

What did you say
this was again?

It's treel.

It's a...Sort of fish.

The Centauri
raise them.

Treel?
Mm-hmm.

It's Kosher?

That I can't say.

Well,
I don't recall treel

being mentioned
in the torah, so...

Mmm. It's wonderful.

So how are things
back home?

They change,
they stay the same.

Russia is Russia.

Your father
used to say,

"if regret
could be harvested,

Russia would be the
world's fruit basket."

I remember.

You know...

He would have
liked this place.

I invited him,
but he always refused.

He said humanity
had no business in space

until we could learn
to live in peace on Earth,

and you know how he felt
about Earthforce.

I know,

but he didn't mean

to hurt you by it,
Suzotchka.

It was just that he was
so terribly afraid

of losing you,

as he lost
Sofie and ganya.

He'd lost me
long before that.

Is that why you
won't sit shivah?

No. I told you
my duties won't allow it.

We've got 3 trade convoys
due by Saturday--

Commander Sinclair

seems to think
he can handle it,

and he said
you could have

as much time
as you need.

You spoke to
the Commander about this?

Yes. A fine man.

You should not have done that.

I'm a rabbi.

When I see a Jew

denying one of our most
basic traditions,

I meddle.

My father always tried
to control my life

when he was alive.

I don't need anyone
to take his place

now that he's gone!

Please excuse me.

Suzotchka, please.
I didn't...

You know,
you're demented.

You can still
call this off.

Relax.
All I have to do

is find this muta-do
character

who runs the show,
and I'm in.

This place is
only for mutari.

Go.

Relax, e.T. I'm looking
for the muta-do.

I'm Walker Smith
from Earth.

I'm here to fight
in the Mutai.

Humans do not fight
in the Mutai.

Go back to Earth,
Walker Smith.

Who the hell are you?

I am the muta-do,

the sayer,

and I say...

Go back to Earth!

The Mutai...
Is not for you.

You heard him,
Earthling.

You've worn out
your welcome, Ace.

Come on.

Damn snakehead

caught me
by surprise.

That snakehead
is over 90 years old

and fought in
over 1,000 Mutai.

You knew who he was
all the time?

Look, you want to get
your head handed to you,

and I think
it's a lousy idea.

So sue me.
But I had nothing to do

with what went down
with the muta-do.

You did that
all by yourself.

These aliens may be
just snakeheads to you,

but the Mutai
means something to them.

You treat it
like a tank fight.

Oh, come on, man.
Don't be like that.

Stroke off.

Earther!

Who in the hell are you?

I am caliban.

You wish to fight
in the Mutai?

What if I do?
I've already been turned down.

There is
another way,

but it must be
done properly,

with respect,

and it will require
great courage.

Keep talking.

You wish to see me,
Commander?

Yes.

I wanted to offer
my condolences

on the death of your father.

Thank you.

Why didn't you
request leave

to attend the funeral?

You were negotiating
the euphrates treaty

at the time.

I was needed here.

That's commendable,

but since b-5 is quiet now,

I'm granting you
indefinite leave

to sit shivah
for your father.

That won't be necessary.

May I return to my post?

No, you may not.

Have a chair.

I prefer to stand.

That's an order.

You're the best officer
I've ever served with, Ivanova.

I couldn't run this station
without you.

But I also consider you
a friend,

and as your friend,

I'm telling you,

it does no good
to bottle up your feelings.

Your father's dead.

You need to express
your grief

or it will eat you up.

I appreciate
your concern, Commander.

And your friendship.

But my feelings
are my own,

and how I display them
or not

is my choice.

Now...

If I may
return to my duty?

Susan.

Before you make that choice,

make sure you know what it is
you're really feeling.

Mike.

Yeah?

About last night,

I thought it over.
You were right.

It was my screw-up.

I always did
have too much mouth.

I'm sorry.

Can I sit?

So what are you
gonna do now?

Really don't know.

Maybe I'll
catch some bouts

on the off-world
circuit,

or maybe I'll hang up
the gloves for good.

You're kidding.

It's been
a long haul, Mike.

A lot of blood,
a lot of pain.

I don't know
if it was worth it.

The Sho-Rin
fights tonight.

That's what they call
the champ in Mutai.

I have a couple of ducks.

What do you say?

At least I get a chance
to see what I missed.

These ducks
cost me a bundle.

[Beep beep]

Garibaldi.

Woman: Chief, we got
a 245 on red 3.

It looks like
the perp's zoned.

On the way.

See you tonight?

All right,
but if this is

some kind
of hose job...

That guy was a bum.

I could have taken him.

[Speaking
alien language]

This is good.
What is it?

Yokdri.
Fried tree worm.

Into the sands of blood

comes luh-kar
of the Drazi,

the bravest of his race.

[Cheering]

And now comes...

The Sho-Rin,

master of the Mutai,

bravest of the brave--

Gyor!

[Chanting]
Gee-ya, Gyor!

Gee-ya, Gyor!

Gee-ya, Gyor!

Fight with respect
and courage.

The Mutai begins!

[Chanting]
Gee-ya, Gyor!

Gee-ya, Gyor!

Gee-ya, Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!
You did it!

[Chanting]
Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

The Sho-Rin triumphs
and remains!

Who is brave enough

to challenge
such a one?

I am!

Are you nuts?

Didn't you see what
just happened in there?

It's my only shot, Mike.

By their rules,

if the Sho-Rin accepts
a direct challenge,

I get to fight,

no matter what
anyone else says.

Your people do not walk
in the sands of blood.

They fear the Sho-Rin,

but I am the bravest
of my race,

and when I face him
in the Mutai,

their fear will be gone.

Look, he doesn't know
what he's saying.

This is a mistake.

Do not interfere.

The challenge
is worthy.

What says the Sho-Rin?

The challenge is accepted.

In 3 cycles,

the Mutai
will take place.

[Chanting]
Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

Sorry, Mike.

You're gonna be
a lot sorrier

when you step in
there

with that
planet-buster.

Why do you do this,
human?

You are not mutari.

What's your
problem, pal?

You! All of you!

You intrude
upon our worlds,

make mockery
of our customs,

meddle in matters
you do not understand.

But humans have no place
in the Mutai.

It is ours,

and we will not
let you dishonor it--

not now, not ever.

[Doorbell rings]

Open.

Rabbi.

Susan.

I owe you
an apology.

My behavior
the other night

was inexcusable.

You came
all this way for me.

No, no, no, no.

It is I who must apologize.

I handled things badly.

I brought your legacy.

The samovar.

It was passed
through your family

since the days
of the tsars.

Andrei prized it beyond
all his other possessions.

I know.

Well, I will be
leaving in the morning.

There is nothing more here
for me to do

unless you changed your mind
about the shivah.

It's not because
I've ceased being a Jew.

Then why?

My father was not
a loving man,

but in his own way

I always felt
he loved me...

Until my mother

began the psi corps
treatments.

It was the law.

There was nothing he could do.

You cannot blame him for it.

I don't.

I blame him
for denying me his love,

even as mama
became incapable

of giving me hers.

I needed him, yossel,

and he wasn't there.

My father
wasn't there for me.

And when mother
took her life

and ganya died,

still he couldn't find
a shred of love for me.

So I left,

and he never
forgave me for it,

as if I were the one
who'd abandoned him.

And now that
he has left for good,

you cannot forgive him?

No, I can't.

Then the tragedy
is greater than I thought.

Without forgiveness,
you cannot mourn,

and without mourning,

you can never
let go of the pain.

I have to go on duty.

You cannot run away
from your own heart, Susan.

Not even in space.

Thank you for bringing
the samovar.

I'll see you
before you leave.

Got any ideas on how
I should fight this guy?

From inside
a main battle tank

would be good.

I knew
I could count on you.

You did well
last night, Earther.

Garibaldi, Caliban.

He's the one
that told me

about challenging
the Sho-Rin.

And what's
your angle, pal?

Angle?

He wants to know
why you're helping me.

Hmm.

I, too, once challenged
the Sho-Rin Gyor.

It was my last Mutai.

Now I will stand ka-tow
to your friend.

Garibaldi will also
stand ka-tow to me.

As you wish.

You must honor the muta-do
before you begin.

Listen very
carefully.

Uncle yossel?

Ah, Susan.

I was afraid
I'd miss you.

Computer voice: Earth-registered
liner White Star

is now in final boarding
for departure to Earth.

My starship.

Thanks again for coming.

My pleasure.

Where else could I
dine on treel

with my favorite
Ivanova?

So you'll take care
of yourself?

Yes.

You're very dear
to me, Suzotchka,

as you were
to Andrei,

even if he
never said it.

Shalom, Suzotchka.

May god keep you
in his thoughts.

You, too.

Andrei's voice:
I want you to know...

How proud I am
of you, Susan.

I always have been,

but a father should
give his daughter love

as well as respect,

and in that I failed you.

I'm sorry...

And I'm ashamed.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

Uncle yossel!

Stay.

Help me sit shivah.

Nice punch.

Glass jaw, but
he kicks like a mule.

What is a mule?

You're training one.

You did well
out there.

Rest now.

Buy you some dinner?

Sounds good.
Give me a minute.

Has he got a chance?

He will fight bravely.

In sports, Babylon 5
is about to be the site

of a history-making event,

as ex-sports corps
boxing star Walker Smith

prepares to be
the first human

to fight in the Mutai.

What did I tell you,
Mike? History.

Yeah, well,

let's hope you don't
wind up history.

You're my backup, remember?
My ka-tow.

Have some faith.

What do you
want me to do?

Hire some cheerleaders?

Walker, you're
a great fighter,

but Gyor isn't some
sports corps media star.

He's going in there
to take you apart,

and he can do it.

I know. That son
of a spaceman's

the best I've ever seen.

And you're still
going through with this?

You have always
been thick, Garibaldi.

That's what
the game's all about.

To be the best,
you have to face the best.

I could take Vizaro
on crutches, but Gyor...

He's gonna show me
where my heart is,

and maybe I'll show him
a little something, too.

I'm gonna turn in.

See you tomorrow, buddy.

Walker?

You're the best
I've ever seen.

Commander,
may I have a word?

Of course.

I'd like to take
your offer of leave.

Granted.

Thank you.

Lieutenant Commander?

Yes, sir?

I believe it's customary

for friends to pay their
respects during shivah.

I'll see you there.

I'd like that.

[Reciting kaddish in Hebrew]

Amen.
Amen.

As you know,
we're all gathered here

to help Susan sit shivah
for Andrei Ivanov,

beloved husband of Sofie,
oh, blessed memory,

father of ganya,
oh, blessed memory,

and of Susan.

Most of you did not
know Andrei Ivanov,

so let me say
a few words about him.

He was...

A Russian Jew

and a scholar,

a man devoted to logic
and to reason,

and above all...

To peace.

Yeah! All right.
He's got reach on you,

so get inside, but watch
his knees when you do,

and keep moving.
Don't let him trap you.

It is time.

Let's do it.

When I was 13, I developed
a passion for kasharev,

one of the radical
Neo-communist authors.

Oy. Your father
felt that kasharev

would be personally
responsible

for the destruction
of Russian culture.

Exactly,

but he was invited to
a reading by kasharev,

and I begged him
to take me.

Of course, he had
no intention of going,

but I whined and pouted
as only a 13-year-old can,

and eventually,
he was forced to surrender.

So after the reading,

there was a question and
answer session, and for days,

I'd been formulating
the perfect question

with which
to impress my idol.

You know, the time comes,

and I stand up--
I'm trembling--

and I ask my question.

And?

He promptly said

that it was the most foolish
thing that he ever heard,

and he had no intention
of bandying words

with a bourgeois little twit
who was barely out of diapers.

I was crushed,

but then papa stood up

and he said that his daughter
was neither bourgeois

nor a little twit,

and had been out of diapers
for many, many years,

while kasharev's writing
had yet to rise above

the contents
of those garments.

That sounds
exactly like Andrei.

He then added

that were he not
a man of peace,

he would have
horsewhipped kasharev

through the streets
of St. Petersburg

as his own father should
have done many years ago.

Bravo. Bravo.

Well, of course,
I was mortified.

But then papa took my hand

and he turned

and as we walked out,
he said to me,

"it was a good question,
dushenka."

Into the sands of blood

comes Walker Smith of Earth,

the bravest of his race!

And now comes
the Sho-Rin,

master of the Mutai,

bravest of the brave...

Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor! Gyor!

Fight with courage
and respect.

The Mutai begins!

[Crowd chants Gyor's name]

Inside! Work inside!

Yeah!

Come on. Back up.

Stay clear!
Stay clear!

Get out of the way!
Get out of the way!

Work inside!
Work inside!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Go! Whoo!

The mule! The mule!

Watch the kick!
Watch the kick!

Back up!
Stay clear.

No!

This is Garibaldi.

I have a pickup for you
in the Mutai.

Come on!

I want to thank
all of you

for sharing this time
of sorrow with me.

You've helped me to find
somebody...Long lost

and very precious to me...

The father I loved.

Though it's traditional

to recite the mourning
prayer in Hebrew,

I would like to read it
in english tonight

so that my good friend
Jeffrey Sinclair

may share it with us.

"Oh, god,
full of compassion,

"who dwellest on high,

"Grant perfect rest

"beneath the sheltering winds
of thy divine presence

"among the holy pure
who shine

"as the brightness
of the firmament,

"to Andrei, my father,

who has gone
to his eternal home."

Amen.

Amen.

Oh!

Oh!

[Crowd chants]

What are they
saying?

They call him
the great heart.

It is done!

Take it easy.
It's over.

How'd I do?

It's a draw.

Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

Gyor! Gyor!

[Crowd stops chanting]

Smith!

Smith! Smith! Smith!

Smith! Smith!

Smith! Smith!

Smith! Smith!

Smith! Smith!

Smith! Smith!

Smith!
Smith!

Smith!
Smith!

Smith!
Smith!

Smith!
Smith!

Smith!
Smith!

Smith!
Smith!

Smith!
Smith!

Smith!
Smith!

Thank you,
uncle yossel.

You'll write? Or, uh,
com-link or whatever?

I will.

Commander.

Nes gedule.

Take good care of it.

Lehitta'ot.

Ooh.

I'm ready to go
back on duty, sir.

Good. I've had my fill
of double shifts.

Perhaps
you'll remember that

next time Ms. Sakai
visits the station.

You sure you can't
stick around for a while?

Now that you're not
in training,

I know some spots
in brown 6 we could haunt.

I heal better
in real air.

Walker Smith!

You fought well
in the Mutai.

From now on,

humans may enter the ring

as brothers
to all mutari.

If you ever return
to the Mutai,

I will stand ka-tow
for you.

I wouldn't want
anyone else.

I am honored, Smith.
Safe voyage.

Garibaldi, thanks.

See you when I come
back for the rematch.

Oh, give me a break.

Watch your back.

He fought bravely.

The best
I've ever seen.