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'Passengers transferring
from Starliner Azimov'

'to outbound flights should take
shuttle 1A to docking area 7.'

'Emissaries..'

Commander Sinclair!

It is good to see you again.

And you. It's been a while.

This is my first officer

Lieutenant Commander
Susan Ivanova.

Susan, Dr. Stephen Franklin

'our new
medical chief of staff.'

It's a pleasure,
I followed your work

while I was stationed back home.

We're honored to have you
aboard.

Well, thank you.

Ran into Dr. Kyle
at the transfer point

on Io, he sends his regards.

He's really looking forward
to working with the president.

It's a great opportunity.

Well, with so many aliens
migrating to Earth

we need more people like him
back home.

So when do I start?

- As soon as you'd like.
- Sinclair.

'I'm getting a disturbance
in the jump gate, commander.'

'Thought
you'd wanna check it out.'

Alright. On my way.

If you'll see the good doctor
the rest of the way

I'll catch up with you later.

- Always this busy around here?
- Yes, we like it that way.

'Dr. 416, I'm about to..'

Okay. What have we got?

Unidentified ship
coming through the jump gate.

Frequency, silhouette,
star drive

doesn't match anything
we've seen before.

How long before it comes out
of hyperspace?

Right now.

Trajectory's wild.
She's out of control.

It's on a collision course,
heading straight for us!

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 peacefully.

It's a port of call,
a home away from home

for diplomats, hustlers,
entrepreneurs and wanderers.

Humans and aliens,
wrapped in 2500,000 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.

- 'Response yet?'
- Negative.

I'm gonna try to link up
with the ship.

If I can't make it,
you'll have to blow that ship

before it hits.

Why not destroy it now?

First contact protocol,
lieutenant commander.

...clear and present danger.

If this is a new technology,
a new race

I want that ship intact.

This is not
a clear and present danger?

I must read the rulebook again.
Open defense grid.

- Defense grid activated.
- Checking incoming ship.

Five by five.

'One minute,
thirty seconds to impact.'

Coordinating vectors
for grapple.

- One minute to impact.
- 'Closing in.'

Twenty feet. Ten, five.

Activating grapple.

- 'Negative contact on grapple.'
- Forty seconds!

Activating grapple.

- I'm not getting it.
- Ten seconds.

If I don't get it in the next
pass, you'll have to destroy it.

Understood.
Standby defense grid!

Prepare to fire!
On my mark, by the second.

Got it.

'Heading for flight bay.'

Tell Dr. Franklin
to have the Medbay standing by.

...we may have
his first patient.

- Commander?
- Ambassador Delenn.

I heard about the rescue.
Is the pilot alive?

Barely. Just got him
into the Isolab in time.

Ship was pretty banged up.

Carbon scoring
all over the place.

You mean
that someone attacked his ship?

One more hit and it would've
cracked like an egg.

Can't tell from the damage

if it was Raiders
or something else.

We were able to analyze
the atmosphere in his ship

for the Isolab, but that's all.

We have no idea who he is
or what he is

or where he came from.

I have seen many kinds of life,
commander.

Perhaps I can help identify him.

We'll take all the help
we can get.

Blood pressure is rising.
Respiration up 12%.

So that's good, right?

For a human, yes.

In this case, it may be good

or he may be hyperventilating

before his heart explodes
all over the Isolab.

Ask a silly question,
get a silly answer.

- How's he doing?
- Doc says it's 50-50.

Either way, I'd stay
on this side of the glass

'if I were you.
Trust me on this.'

Have you finished
going over his ship?

Not yet. Parts of it is sealed.

'I don't wanna laser our way in'

'until we know what's inside.'

Shak Tot!

- Shak Tot!
- What's that supposed to mean?

No! What are you doing?

What's the matter with you?

Kill it.
You have to kill it, commander.

Put it back in the ship,
shoot it into space

fire it into the sun!

But you have to kill it quickly!

You're not making any sense.
Why? Why should we kill him?

You don't know?

You don't know
what that thing is?

It is Shak Tot.

It is a Soul Hunter.

Get it off this station now

before it's too late.

Before...someone dies.

I apologize for my behavior,
commander.

It's just..

...you do not know these things
as I do.

Then educate me.

Delenn, I've known you
almost two years

and I've never seen you
react so violently before.

Training.

Even as children, every Minbari
is taught to be careful

or the Soul Hunter
will come in the night

and steal their souls.

They are immortal.

No one knows who they are
or where they came from

but they can sense death,
commander.

They are drawn to death
like insects drawn to the light.

Why? What do they get out of it?

An object for their collection.

They have the power
to steal your soul

at the very instant of death.

They are thieves, commander.

They steal
your innermost thoughts

rip away from you
that which is eternal.

'Not every soul.'

Only those they consider
to be of sufficient value.

They have always taken
particular interest

in certain classes of Minbari.

You must believe me, commander.

As long
as the Soul Hunter remains here

everyone in this station
is in terrible danger.

Send it away..

...while you still can.

'Watch it, people.'

Hey, Hoster, how are you?
Okay, step right up.

Here we go, here we go. Place
your bets. Place your bets.

One red ball, three cups.

All you gotta do
is find the little red ball.

Notice it's not here.
It's not here.

Round and round she goes.

Where she stops, nobody knows.
Alright, son. Go ahead.

Pick a winner! Be a winner!
Be a winner! Win!

Double your money!
Double your money!

Oh, I'm awfully sorry.

'Okay. Place your bets.
Place your bets. Here we go.'

'On the red ball. Here we go.'

'I just got back
from the Alien Sector.'

'It's-it's kind of strange.'

The place
is practically deserted.

It's as if they're hiding.

The place is shut down tighter
than a drum. I'll link in later.

Interesting,
we've had nearly a dozen ships

ask to leave the station
immediately.

And some of them
weren't due to leave for weeks.

The one thing they have
in common is they're all aliens.

I think word's gotten out about
our friend down in the Isolab.

'Alright, here we go. Now,
remember, ball's right here..'

Place your bet. Place your bet.
Place your bet. Place your bets.

You notice it's not here.
It's not here, okay?

Get your money down. Money down.
Here we go.

Round and round she goes.
Where she stops, no one knows.

Oh, I'm sorry, son.
You're a loser..

It's not here either!
Hey, hey, stop him!

Come back here!

Can you hear me?

Can you understand me?

This is Medlab One.
I need a translation team, stat.

No!

I have been to your world.

Can, can you feel it?

Feel what?

Low.

Quick.

Muffled.

Terrified.

It comes.

- What have we got?
- 'A knifing.'

'We have the perp in custody.'

- What about the victim?
- 'En route to Medlab.'

- I'll be there in one.
- 'Roger.'

Quick flash.

The deep blue of pain.

But I need 20 CCs
of myceotoxin now!

Critical heart wound, upper vena
cava punctured, serrated artery.

Laser cauterization
on the table.

Dull. Muffled.

Slower now.

I'm losing him.

'Closer.'

Over your shoulder.

It comes, the transition.

A shadow.

The long exhalation
of the spirit.

Can you see it, healer?
Can you see it?

Someone kill that speaker.

Activating full-torso
stimulation. Ready? Now.

Again.

'Flat line.'

Gone.

Turn that speaker on.

Gone now.

'Gone.'

If you could only see..

'I'm going to ask you again
to identify yourself.'

Who are you?

Where are you from?
What happened to your ship?

We checked the Medlab records.

The stabbing took place
at 11:02:13.

Your reactions
at exactly that moment

show you knew he was dying. How?

Did you come here for his soul?

'Well, we've heard, if that's
what you're wondering.'

I've never met
a Soul Hunter before.

Don't know if I should believe
any of this or not.

Well, I don't think
he's going to cooperate.

I don't blame him.

Who wants to admit
to being a thief

a stealer of souls?

We are not thieves!

We are preservers!

Thought that might
get your attention.

We act
only for the greater good!

The Minbari
don't seem to think so.

Minbari, pale, bloodless.

'Look in their eyes,
you see nothing but mirrors.'

Infinities of reflection.

Will not let us help them, no.

What exactly is a Soul Hunter?

Ask Commander Minbari friend.

We are drawn to the moment

'the moment of surrender'

the instant of loss
between despair and ecstasy.

When the flesh fails
on all that remains behind

the soul, we save.

'Not all.'

Only the special ones.

Leaders, thinkers, poets

dreamers, blessed lunatics.

And what do you do
with these souls

after you've saved them?

We enshrine them.

Worship them.

We talk to them, listen.

We learn.

Well, this is nonsense.

It's patent superstition.
It can't be done.

With, with the right technology

'maybe you could encode
the personality matrix'

'and produce a clone
of someone's mind.'

But the idea
of taking someone's soul?

Ridiculous, yes.

So let me go.

Not yet.

What is it
between you and the Minbari?

Minbari..

Jealous.

Selfish. Private.

We have saved only a few.

Very rare.

Rarest of all, their leader,
Dukhat, dying.

Your fault. Your war.

'The pinnacle
of Minbari evolution.'

We came, I, others.

They made a wall of bodies
to stop us.

He died..

'...and his dreams..'

'...his ideas.'

All that he was

all that he could ever be

gone, wasted.

Jealous.

Gone.

Can he leave here
without a breather unit?

'Well, it's hard to say.
This is his natural atmosphere.'

But his lungs seem capable
of processing oxygen as well.

Then you'll need a guard.

I'll have somebody from Security
here within the hour.

Personally

I don't believe
you can do what you say.

But your presence here
is disrupting this station

and causing tension
among the alien population.

They consider you to be
a clear and present danger.

And I have no reason
to question their judgment.

You can stay in the Isolab
until your ship is repaired

and you're fit to travel.

As soon as that happens,
I want you off this station.

Any questions?

He's all yours, doctor.

I finished the autopsy
of the stabbing victim.

We're clear
to handle the burial.

Have the next of kin signed off

on the death certificate?

Yes, they can't afford

to send the body home. Here.

Shuttle 5,
you're clear to proceed.

'Confirmed, Babylon Control.'

From the stars we came
and to the stars we return

from now until the end of time.

We hereby commit this body
to the deep.

Something, doctor?

It's all so brief, isn't it?

Typical human lifespan

is almost 100 years.

It's barely a second
compared to what's out there.

Wouldn't be so bad
if life didn't take

so long to figure out.

Seems you just start
to get it right

and then...it's over.

'It doesn't matter.'

If we lived 200 years,
we'd still be human.

We'd still make
the same mistakes.

You're a pessimist.

I am Russian, doctor.

We understand these things.

What do you want, Minbari?

Soul Hunters never travel
without their collection.

Where is yours?

Safe. My children are safe.

We talk together of many things.

'They are many and wise'

'and rare.'

'The finest souls.'

Are any of them Minbari?

Understand this.

Before you leave,
I will search your ship

rip every panel,
tear up every floor!

I will gut it from end to end

until I find the souls
you have stolen from us!

And what will you do then?

Free them.

- Release them.
- You mean kill them.

They will join with the souls
of all our people

melt one into another

until they're born into
the next generation of Minbari.

Remove those souls,
and the whole suffers.

We are diminished.

Each generation becomes less
than the one before.

'A quaint lie.'

Pretty fantasy.

The soul ends with death

unless we act to preserve it.

We will help you..

...in spite of yourselves!

I know you.

You were there at the death
of your leader, Dukhat.

We stopped you from taking

what which you have
no right to take!

You stopped me from saving him.

That is where
it began to go wrong.

The lost souls

one after another after another.

'Voices stilled.'

'I failed'

'because you stopped me.'

Failed.

The pattern began.

I remember.

They called you Satai Delenn
of the Grey Council.

'Curious.'

Curious.

What is one of the great leaders
of the Minbari

doing here playing ambassador?

Med alert! Isolab One!

Med alert!

Be at peace, my children.

I now know what has brought us
to this place.

At last I know

who we have come for.

How's the guard doing?

Doctor says he suffered
a mild concussion

but he'll be alright.

Any idea
where the hunter is now?

My boys are looking everywhere.

We know he got to his ship
before we did.

We checked it out
and found a cabinet

that wasn't there the first time
we went over the place.

Did a good job of hiding it.

- Anything inside?
- Negative.

Whatever was there,
he's got it now.

My guess is he'll head
toward the Alien Sector

assuming
he hasn't already done so.

'He'd draw
too much attention elsewhere.'

Agreed. Only thing I can't
figure out is why.

Even if his ship
were operational

he can't leave anyway.

'We've got security all over
the docking bays.'

He's alone. What's he after?

Delenn says these hunters
are drawn to death.

'The more important
the person about to die'

'the more they're drawn to it.'

If that's the reason,
all we have to do

is figure out
who's about to die.

Part!

- You are N'grath?
- Yes.

I sell

provide, fix.

Do you know what I am?

Yes. You wish to buy?

Yes.

I require a guide to this place.

All the secret ways

corners, tubes

places to hide, places to run

ways in and ways out.

Difficult.

Requires level-five security.

Earthers only.

Very expensive. You can afford?

I must.

I have a mission.

A soul will be lost
if I do not act.

This I cannot allow.

'Confirmed Epsilon 3,
you're cleared for jump.'

You may proceed to gate.

How many ships
are still in holding?

Three more. Um, standby.

There's a ship
coming through the gate.

Confirmed.
Entry in five seconds.

- Nothing's scheduled.
- Don't tell me, tell that.

Two Soul Hunters.

Did somebody book a convention

without telling me?

Alright, patch me through.

'This is Commander
Jeffrey Sinclair of Babylon 5.'

'Please identify yourself.'

You know who and what I am.

I must dock at once.

Someone is about to die.

And if we refuse access?

Then there will be
more than one.

We'll clear you for docking,
we'll link instructions

directly to your nav system.

'If I may ask,
who are you here to see?'

I am here to see you, commander

and quickly,
before it's too late.

...going to be like. I don't
think you should meet this guy.

I don't like the look of this,
I don't like the sound of this

hell, I don't like
anything about it.

Ask me, that comment
sounded like a threat.

I'm not so sure. There was
something in his voice.

Not aggressive. Nervous.

Fine. Let him be nervous.
Look, you wait here.

- Let my people deal with him.
- Sorry.

I really hate it
when you get heroic.

Cuts into my business. Man's
gotta earn a living, you know?

You are the commander?

Yes.

I have come for you to warn you.

One of my brothers is here, yes?

That's right. Why?

- You said you had to warn me.
- About him.

I fear he is disturbed.

Deeply, deeply disturbed.

Every moment he remains here

places this station
in terrible danger.

Someone is about to die,
commander

and it will be at his hands.

In the hope that we can
open trade relations

with their people..

Come.

I have come for you,
Satai Delenn

to save your soul..

...at any cost.

He was ordered to preserve
the soul of the Minbari leader.

Each time he was prevented
or arrived at the death too late

souls were lost,
our order was disgraced.

He was always fragile.

Then he became obsessed
with the fear of losing souls.

One day he said he found
a solution to the problem

and vanished.

And this solution?

To stop waiting for death.

The fear,
the danger of arriving too late

became too great for him.

Now when he finds someone
worthy of preservation

he does not wait, does not risk.

He kills them
to capture their souls.

Our order does not support this.

We've tracked him to a dozen
worlds arriving too late

and others have paid the price.

We almost captured him
two days ago

but he escaped,
his ship damaged..

- Garibaldi. Go!
- 'Jackson in Green 2, chief.'

'Just came on duty and found
Henson. He's been stunned!'

Green 2,
that's the ambassadorial wing.

Delenn.

'You and the others'

'you stopped me.'

Shamed me before my brothers.

I failed
to preserve your leader.

His wisdom, knowledge

gone forever.

Wasted.

I failed.

There must be balance.

Your soul

'one of the Grey Council itself'

'will atone for my failure.'

I give you a great gift.

To live forever..

...in here.

I will be careful.

'You'll hardly feel it
when your body dies.'

'No! No!'

'Let me go!'

Let me go!

Shh.

Do not discomfort your soul!

I could just take it.

I could rip your soul
from your body!

But this damages the soul.

A peaceful death.

A clean transfer.

I do not wish you
any discomfort.

See, it goes through here

the artery.

And your heart beats

low, quick

muffled.

The blood pounding out

through here.

'And then it slows..'

'...and slows..'

'...and stops.'

You will feel
as if you are falling.

Do not be afraid.

I will be here to catch you.

She's gone, alright.

As I told you, it's too late.

But he cannot escape this time.

We'll bring him back
after the death.

There's not going to be a death.
Not if I can help it.

I'm sorry. It's inevitable.
A Soul Hunter is never wrong.

Here.
You say you can sense death.

You're drawn toward death.

Here. Show me!

The moment comes.

It moves, calls, sings low.

Quickly, here! Here!

'Closer now.'

'It comes, the transition.'

- Anything?
- Alright.

Search by quarters.
Take the section below.

Garibaldi, you take this level.
I'll go topside.

Lock and load.

Close now.

Enough for a glimpse
into your soul.

You have planned such a thing?

You would do such a thing?

Incredible.

'Delenn?'

No. Not again!

Not again!

Leave us alone!

Why do you fight for her?

Don't you understand?

She is Satai!

I have seen her soul!

They're using you.

They're using you!

What are you doing? You...

You don't know
what you're doing.

My children!

My children. Listen. Listen.

I, I never meant any harm.

Listen, listen to me!

You listen to me!

'Children!'

Delenn?

'Delenn.'

- 'Commander.'
- How's she doing?

Better.
She has a strong constitution.

Amazingly strong, really.

I mean, losing that much blood
would have killed a human.

Explains why they fought so well
during the war.

They just kept going no matter

how great the injury
or loss of blood.

So I hear you saw something.

Yes.

Something.

Uh, well, uh, do you think

you can be
a little more specific?

I'm not sure.

I don't know
if I'll ever be sure.

Well, I,
I still don't believe it.

And I'd be careful
if I were you, commander.

That sort of talk
will get you sent off

on a very long vacation.

I knew you would come.

You should rest.

We were right...about you.

Who was right?

They..

- Delenn?
- No..

No, no, it's okay.
She's just sleeping.

Whatever she had to say,
we'll wait

until she's back on her feet.

Yeah, I'll bet you
half a year's salary

she doesn't finish
that sentence.

Computer.

Keyword search,
Minbari language.

Designated keyword..

What was it?

Satai.

'One reference.
Satai, honorific.'

'Title applied to ruling body
known as Grey Council.'

Why would a member
of the ruling body

be assigned
ambassadorial duties?

That's like assigning
the vice president.

'Unknown. Do you wish
to make a further inquiry?'

No, not now.

It can wait.

There's always time.

Delenn lost a lot of blood.

But Dr. Franklin thinks he's got
the situation under control.

Yes. If it were to go
differently, I would feel it.

I have a message
for you and your brothers.

Babylon 5 is off-limits
to Soul Hunters.

I know you're doing
what you think is best

but I can't allow it,
not on my station.

I understand.

We are rarely welcomed.
It is our lot.

Goodbye, commander.

If I may ask, what happened
to my brother's collection?

Life's full of mysteries.

Consider this one of them.