All language subtitles for Babylon 5 - Legend Of The Rangers [2002] 480p 10bit DVD DD2.0 HEVC-Vyndros_track4_eng

[???]

[SCREAMS]

Status?

DULANN:
Engine's damaged.

Twenty percent capacity.

Automatic weapons
tracking system disabled.

[YELLING]

David, how many left?

Six.

Lead ship's coming around
for another pass.

We can't let them
get away.

Repair teams are doing
everything that they can.

Tell them to do more.

We don't break off.
Those are the rules.

We follow,
and we never stop.

We live for The One.
We die for The One.

Yes, sir.

These damned raiders
have been preying

on alliance shipping
lanes for months.

We have to send them
a message.

Malcolm!

Any word on backup?

Nothing, sir. We--

In Valen's name...

Brace for impact!

[GRUNTING]

Captain Gregg.

Captain!

Healer. We need
a healer up here!

The raiders are getting away.
If we don't pursue--

DAVID:
Engine status.

Still holding at
20 percent.

We can continue
the chase.

Weapons.

Weapons systems...
are off-line.

That last hit...

DULANN:
The only reason
we are still alive

is because
they do not know

which they have hit worse,

our engines
or the weapons systems.

If it is
the engines,

coming back to finish the job

is more trouble
than we are worth.

DAVID:
But if we try
and follow,

and they take
just one shot at us,

they'll know
we've got nothing.

They'll blow us out of the sky
without a second thought.

[SIGHS]

Without weapons,
we don't have a chance.

[???]

Stand down.

No. We can still--

I said, stand down.

We live for The One.
We die for The One.

But we don't die stupidly.

Send the distress signal.

[???]

DAVID:
We are Rangers.

We walk in the dark places
no others will enter.

SINDELL:
We do not break away
from combat.

DAVID:
We stand on the bridge,
and no one may pass.

SINDELL:
We do not retreat,
whatever the reason.

DAVID:
We live for The One.

We die for The One.

[???]

SINDELL:
Show me.

G'KAR:
Impressive,
aren't they?

"Impressive"
is not exactly

the word I was
searching for, G'kar.

"Ominous," perhaps?

No. "Menacing."

"potentially hostile,"
"heavily armed"

and "aesthetically
displeasing"?

Try "unknown."

To understand
their intent,

that they are hostile
or menacing, even ominous,

is to know something
about them.

We have been
a spacefaring race

for over
a thousand years,

yet we know nothing
about this race.

It is as if they came
out of nowhere.

I imagine the humans
felt that way

when they first saw
your ships.

We were hardly menacing.

Of course.

So that whole Earth-Minbari War
was just a..

silly rumor?

This recording
is the last thing we received

from one of
our long-range patrol ships.

Why the last?

[???]

Oh.

The Interstellar
Alliance

has one purpose:

to create peace
among its member worlds.

As new worlds join,

so the responsibility
becomes greater,

as does the amount
of space we cover.

Space contains

an infinite number
of mysteries.

It appears we have
awakened one of them.

Is that why you
asked me to come?

We have arranged
to meet secretly

with a group
who may have

information concerning
this new race.

You have
traveled the stars

more than anyone
this high up

in the Alliance,

and you have the ear
of President Sheridan.

You could be
of great help to us.

I'll do whatever I can.
Discreetly, of course.

I know your reputation, G'kar.

"Discreet" is not
in your vocabulary.

So, please,

consider any closed door
you encounter

an open one.

And, now, if you'll
excuse me,

I have to summon
the rest of the council.

We have an unpleasant duty
before us.

One of the Anla'shok
has acted inappropriately

and must be punished,

perhaps even
expelled.

What was his crime?

Staying alive.

Curious.

Until now,
I hadn't known it was a crime.

[GRUNTING, STICKS BANGING]

David.

Dulann.

I have heard that
the council

has made
its decision about you.

Yeah?

It's been at least two weeks,

and I sure as hell
haven't heard anything.

Mm.
Minbari ears

are substantially
more sensitive

than human ears.

Well, at least ours
are bigger and better-placed.

Size is not
everything.

Yeah, I've heard that before.

So I'm informed.

You know...

even being tossed out
would be better than this.

I should be commanding
a ship right now, not...

Not this.

The ways of the council
are wise.

They felt that a menial task
such as this

would calm
your mind,

clear your thoughts
of distractions.

[GRUNTING]

Water.

More quickly this time.

You think they'd consider it
a distraction

if I belted Tannier?

I noticed you left

your right side
exposed again.

It's fine if you stick
with traditional moves,

but, uh, not everybody plays
by the same rules.

You should try something new
once in a while.

Something new?

Such as running away?

[LAUGHS]

You know, I just love it

when you get all
self-righteous and stuff.

It makes your head bone
quiver right back here.

Zash-thra.

Ni!

You retreated
from a combat zone.

You violated
the principles of combat

that are at the very core
of the Anla'shok.

MALCOLM:
You weren't there.
We were.

It was David's
responsibility--

To uphold the honor
of the Ranger code.

The weapons systems
were down.

What were
we supposed to do?

Look really mean and hope
the bad guys surrendered?

You know as much as anyone
about a ship's weapons systems,

but, despite
your years of training,

you still do not
fully understand

what it is
to be one of us.

Still...in the end,
the decision was his,

not yours.

I have no quarrel with you.

I've got one with you,
you smug son of a--

Sarah, Malcolm,
that's enough.

I won't have you
getting in trouble on my behalf.

This situation
calls for

a calm mind
and clear thoughts.

Am I right, Dulann?

Yes.

So...there you are.

Now, go on.

And, once again,
he runs from a fight.

And we're not supposed
to do that,

are we, Tannier?

[GRUNTING]

Like I said,

you should really watch
your right side.

You know, you're right.

This job has
completely calmed my mind.

[CLACKING]

So what do you think
of the Valen?

They say it's faster

than anything else
in the fleet.

Yeah, sure.
I suppose.

You know,
things in space

don't have to be
aerodynamic.

You could put a big engine
on a brick, which

pretty much looks like
what they've done here--

You're just mad because...

Sorry. I didn't...

That's okay.

I mean, maybe
it would have been my ship,

maybe it wouldn't have.

The Valen is fresh off
the assembly line.

It needs a captain.

You are next up
for a command.

No, you don't
know that.

They probably would've
given it to Tannier

even if things
hadn't gone wrong
on the Enfali.

The stupid annoying thing
is that for years...

ever since
I heard of the Rangers

and the Interstellar Alliance,
I've wanted to join up.

Be part of something bigger
than myself, you know?

Make a difference.

That was my dream
ever since my folks died.

After they were gone,
I got shuttled around a lot.

Never really felt like
I belonged anywhere, you know?

I guess I retreated.

But I read.

I fell in love
with legends,

ancient histories,

Greek and African
mythologies from Earth.

Centauri mythologies and
their household gods...

With a thousand known worlds,
it never ends.

That was when I first heard
of the Rangers,

the Anla'shok,

out there on the edge,

creating the future,

just like King Arthur
and his knights.

A thousand years of history,
philosophy, tradition.

Practically a myth
on their own.

God, I so wanted
to be a part of that.

Hey, they won't throw you out.
Not for this.

Maybe.

Maybe. We'll see.

Is that the Liandra?

[GASPS]

I can't believe
she's still flying.

Word is, her last crew
died on board.

And nobody knows
who or what killed them.

They couldn't even
find the ship

for a week afterward.

It just...
fell off the charts.

It's been through hell,
that's for sure.

Some folks think
she's cursed.

Yeah, I know the feeling.

Well, I guess
I'd better get ready.

The Council will be
calling for me soon.

Listen, Sarah, um...

if this doesn't
go well--

It will.

But if it doesn't...

I want you to know

you're one of
the best people we've got.

It was a pleasure
serving with you on the Enfali.

It would have been an honor
serving alongside you again...

even if it was
on a flying brick.

[???]

David...

As a wise man said,

"We live for The One,
we die for The One."

And as another wise man said,
"It ain't over till it's over."

[BELLS CHIMING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

DAVID:
Dulann.

What--

You shouldn't
be here.

I am your friend.
Where else should I be?

You know this
could be trouble.

When you are involved,
I expect nothing less.

I must make them
understand that

there is nothing
to be gained

by expelling you
from our company.

Well, you'd get my room.

It has a better view
than yours.

Mm.

A point I had not
considered.

Step into the circle,
David Martell,

and prepare to
receive judgment.

If I may,

I would like to
offer a statement

on behalf of my friend.

Go on.

With great respect for
the honored Council...

if David Martell is expelled
from the Anla'shok,

I will go with him,

as will Sarah Cantrell
and Malcolm Bridges.

DAVID:
Dulann, don't do this.

He doesn't know
what he's saying.

It was their wish
to stand with you,

and mine.

Dulann...

the ways of our order
were created for a reason.

They are not to be
set aside lightly.

David gave the order
to stand down,

not to save
his own life,

but to save the lives
of his captain, his crew

and the ship itself.

His concern was for us,
not for himself.

I know.

I saw it in his soul.

We all know

that you are blessed

by being sensitive
to such things.

No one questions that.

But his motives
change nothing.

Anla'shok,
David Martell...

it is the judgment
of this council

that you violated
our most sacred principle...

that we do not break away
from combat,

that we do not retreat,
whatever the reason.

So...

it is with great
personal sadness

and reluctance
that I remove you--

G'KAR:
May I also speak?!

You said I should
consider

any closed door
open...so I did.

This situation
caught my interest...

and I decided...
to look into it.

As I understand it,

this human is here today

because he chose to preserve
the lives of his crew

instead of fighting
an impossible battle

and getting them
all killed.

A violation
of Minbari tradition.

That is correct.

We live for The One,
we die for The One.

All that.

Yes.

[CHUCKLES]

Interesting that you place
all your emphasis

on the second half
of that sentence.

Is it not just as honorable
to live for The One

as it is to die?

It doesn't just say
"we die."

It says "we live."

Dying is not
honorable.

It only relieves you of
an even greater...obligation.

His actions
have led

other Rangers
into dissension.

Indeed.

They put their lives
and their careers at risk

for his sake.

I've met very few who can
foster that kind of loyalty.

One in particular
comes to mind.

Stubborn, difficult,

fractious, annoying,
independent and willful.

And what happened to him?

He became the president
of this Alliance,

of which the Anla'shok
is part.

In fact, I just
spoke with him

a few moments ago.

Would you all like to hear
what we discussed?

It may have some bearing

on another topic
we discussed earlier, Sindell.

Council will recess
to hear this new information.

G'KAR:
Pretty, isn't it?

Not as nice
as my home world,

of course,
but still, quite nice.

Are they--

Finished? Yes.

There was a great deal
of heated discussion,

but the result is this.

You may remain
with the Anla'shok,

and you will be given a ship.

G'kar, what did you
tell them?

Four true things.

That's all?

You try finding
one true thing

in this economy.

G'kar, that's
not what--

What I said
is of no consequence.

At least not yet.

Just...prove me right.

[SIGHS]

How can I prove you right
if I don't even know what it is?

There, you see?
Another truth...

David, accept the miracle
and move on.

[SIGHS]

Funny thing...

This place
is all about hope.

Truth is,

I'd pretty much given up,
until...

[SIGHS]

Thank you, G'kar.

Don't thank me yet.

The Council isn't giving you
command of the Valen.

For you, the Council
has chosen

a slightly...
different vessel.

Not--
Not the Liandra?

The ship that--

The ship that
went missing for a week,

whose crew was killed?

The ship everybody says
is cursed?

That Liandra, you ask?

[LAUGHS]
Yes. That Liandra.

I'll take it.

DAVID:
What the hell was I thinking?

This thing's had the crap
kicked out of it

at least a dozen times.

[CLANGING, GLASS CRASHING]

You don't solve problems
by hitting them.

Yeah, well,
it made me feel better.

How old is she, anyway?

In human terms,
20 years.

The lines and colors
are representative

of the Shu-Nali
sense of design.

Until recently,

we strove for
a certain...

aesthetic in our ships,

a design both lethal,
yet pleasing to the eye.

Then humans
became involved

in designing ships
for the alliance.

Oh, so you're blaming us
for how the Valen looks?

If human military designers
had their way,

every color of the spectrum
would be removed

except for gray, green,
and black.

And we would all live
in windowless boxes.

I see.

You trying to
start another war?

Humans start wars.
Minbari finish them.

Well, why don't you finish
checking this section

while I start
finding out how bad

things are
on the bridge.

By the way,
I understand

Tannier was given command
of the Valen today.

[CLANG]
Ow!

Was that your head?

However did that happen?

Come up here,
and I'll show you.

[???]

[WEAK BEEPING]

[WEAK, SCATTERED BEEPING]

[EXPLOSION]

[MAN SCREAMS]

MALE VOICE:
Sold us out!
Son of a bitch sold us out!

FEMALE VOICE:
Sir? Full pressure down!

MALE VOICE:
Get us the hell
out of here.

MALE VOICE 2:
Too late!

FEMALE VOICE:
We're losing pressure
on all decks.

Affirmative, sir.

FEMALE VOICE 2:
There's no way out.

DAVID:
Dulann.

Hey, Dulann.

I was calling you
from the bridge.

When you didn't answer,
I figured...

Are you okay?

Yes. I'm...

I-I'm fine, I--

I'm fine.

All right.

Well, I checked
the ship's records

to see what happened
to her crew.

Nothing.

The records must have been
wiped by whatever happened.

They suffocated.

The ship was holed

beyond their capacity
to repair it.

They tried
to get back to safety,

but...

they ran out of air.

What--?

How do you know that?

They're still here.

TANNIER:
I heard about
the council's decision.

I suppose congratulations
are in order.

They gave me command
of the Valen, you know.

It's a fine ship.

A bit larger
than I'm used to.

But I'll adapt.

It's a great
responsibility.

I've been assigned
my first mission.

Transporting a group
of alliance dignitaries

to a security meeting
of some sort.

They haven't
told me why yet

or where, but...

Anyway...to avoid
drawing attention,

they've decided to limit me
to just one escort ship.

I told them
I want the Liandra.

They agreed.

Why me?

Why the Liandra?

It wouldn't have anything to do
with rubbing my nose

in the fact that you got the
better ship, would it, Tannier?

Do you think me
so small

that I would take such
pleasure in your situation?

[SCOFFS]

We depart at dawn
in three days' time.

Have the rest of
your crew selected

and ready to leave
by then.

Or I'll find
someone else.

DULANN:
The command staff
are assembled on the bridge

awaiting your inspection.

You're...sure
these are the ones you wanted?

Yes. Why?

There is a Narn
and a Drazi out there.

The Narn and the Drazi

are the most recent members
of the Alliance.

These are the first recruits
we got from them.

They've been waiting for a ship
nearly as long as I have.

I'm not saying there's any lack
of ethnic understanding

around here...but every time
a ship is staffed,

it's always either
Minbari or human.

They have not yet absorbed
the quiet core

of what it is to be Anla'shok.

They are, uh...intemperate.

So am I.

No one else
will give them a chance.

It may as well be me.

As you wish.

Tannier came to see me
the other day.

I couldn't tell
if he was being an ass

or trying to apologize.

Knowing Tannier,
it could very well

have been both
at the same time.

So now here I am
feeling bad,

and why should
I feel bad

when he was the loudest voice

saying I should be
tossed out of the Rangers?

Tannier believes in
the decisions of the Council.

If the Council's
absolved you,

then he must believe it was
the correct decision,

because the Council
cannot be mistaken.

It is not for him to decide

whether to believe
in you or not.

He believes in the cause,
and that is enough.

So you're saying
I should apologize

for shutting him out?

I'm saying that...

That the crew are waiting
to begin the welcome ceremony.

The rest is between you...

and you.

Some of you...
have served with me before.

It's an honor
to see you again.

The rest of you...
I chose

based on reports
from the Council,

and my own
observations.

To all of you,

welcome aboard.

[???]

You may proceed
with the naming of names.

This star reminds us
that we are born of the stars.

We live in starlight,
we die in starlight.

We come from the stars in life,

and we return to
the stars in death.

When we are done,

the star shall be placed
in the heart of the ship,

where it shall remain

for as long as we do.

Your name, your place,
your truth.

Sarah Cantrell of Mars,

weapons and tactical-combat
specialist.

I live to serve.
I serve to live.

Tafeek of Minbar,

political and first-contact
specialist.

I come to the stars
by a difficult road.

Kitaro Sasaki of Earth,

navigations, communications
and translation specialist.

I am...

just really glad
to be here...sir.

Firell of Minbar, healer.

My heart speaks quietly
and infrequently.

Malcolm Bridges
of Beta Colony,

infiltration and
covert operations specialist.

In dreams, I never see my face.

Na'Feel of Narn,

engines, environment
and weapon support.

I, uh...understand
nobody else would have me.

Tirk. Drazi.

I...carry very large things.

I, uh...

I...

Tirk. Drazi.

Dulann of Minbar,

Shok-nali, first officer.

My life for the Shok-na.

David Martell...

No place in particular...

Shok-na. Captain.

I'm looking for something.

[???]

We are Rangers.

We walk in the dark places
no others will enter.

We stand on the bridge,
and no one may pass.

We live for The One.

We die for The One.

[???]

Com system's acting up.
We've barely got ship-to-ship.

SARAH:
I'll go you
one better.

I can't believe they
gave me this--

The engines
don't work.

The what?

FEMALE:
Toe-sucking spawn
of a bladder fish!

Son of a fish,
piece of smelt!

Na'Feel?

Yes, captain.

The engines,
they're--

Oh, just a little
fine-tuning.

We'll be ready
whenever you are.

You-- You're sure?

Of course.

Why would you
think otherwise?

I just...

[RUMBLING]

Good.

That's, um...good,
Na'Feel.

As you were.

Tok-swallowing
fenbarger!

[SIGHS]

Twenty credits say
we blow up on the ground.

You are so covered.

Thrak it!

TANNIER:
David, I was trying
to reach you.

Is there a problem?

No, no.
No problem, Tannier.

The, uh, ship
is in such, um...

great shape

that some of
the crew

didn't think another
prelaunch check was necessary.

But I figured, you know,
what the hell?

Let's kill
a little extra time

while you're getting
all the diplomats onboard.

Good. Then we are
ready to depart.

Absolutely.

After you, Tannier.

[SIGHS]

Today's a good day to die.

Oh, with you,
every day is a good day to die.

[???]

[EXHALES]

NA'FEEL [OVER INTERCOM]:
We're ready to go.

DULANN:
Initiate jumpgate sequence.

Thirty credits.

[SIGHS]

Hit it.

[ENGINES RUMBLING]

Stand by to jump.

Well, that was a lot of work
for a milk run,

but at least
we're on our way.

A milk run?

A no-brainer.

Escorting a bunch
of diplomats

on a joyride
to some conference or other.

On the other hand, since
we're still trying to

get this crate
fully operational,

it's probably
a good thing we're not

looking to get into
a fight with anybody.

TANNIER:
We've nearly reached
our destination.

Thanks for finally
letting me know.

I'm sorry.
But it was necessary

to keep the location
absolutely secret

for security reasons.

We didn't even tell
the diplomats

where we were going
until a few minutes ago.

Based on my readings,
we're near Beta Durani 7.

That is correct.

Tell your people
to get ready to jump.

Something
I don't understand...

Why come all this way
for a meeting?

I mean, everybody was

already assembled
back on Minbar.

Why not have the meeting there?

DAVID:
Maybe they wanted
the diplomats

to see something
they couldn't transport.

Beta Durani 7 is a domed colony,
roughly 600 people.

It's an archaeological dig.

What does a security meeting
have to do

with an archaeological dig?

I don't know.
But I guess we'll find out.

Prepare to jump.

[???]

I've got an energy spike.

Jump point forming at 6 o'clock.

[YELLING]

Evasive maneuvers.
Weapons, prepare to fire.

[ALARM BUZZING]

SHIP:
Tracking systems online.
Telemetry online.

Scanners online.
Aldos enabled.

Ocular targeting, enabled.
Weapons armed and ready.

SARAH:
Weapons ready to fire.

Fire at will.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

No.

SHIP:
Direct hit.
Colony destroyed.

[GROANS]

Tannier, get those people
the hell out of there.

We'll cover you.

It's too late!

[EXPLOSION]

Navigation, bring us about.
Put us directly between

the Valen and the enemy ships.
Coming about.

[GROANS]

Got you, you son of a--

Oh, no!

[GASPS]

[ALARM BEEPING]

Dulann!

[???]

TANNIER:
Valen to Liandra.

Do you receive?
Do you receive?

We're here!
What's your status?

Engines are hit.
We can barely maneuver.

Rear decks are on fire.
It's only a matter--

Captain, two of the enemy ships
are moving away.

We hit one of them.

They may be trying to get it
off the field for repairs.

Or they know that they've
crippled us, and it'll only take

one of them to finish us off.
Can you engage?

Weapons are at 10 percent.
Not enough to do any damage.

Engines?

Functional, but barely.

David, I've ordered
the diplomats

into the escape pods.

I want you to pick them up
and get them to safety.

Captain, I've got a clear shot
of the enemy.

I thought you said
you didn't have enough

to do any damage.

We don't,
but if I can send a burst

right at the engines,
we can cripple her.

Take your best shot.

Ugh!

David, weapons systems
are gone. Nothing left.

They're powering up
for their next shot.

We can get between you--
Not in time.

There's only one way
to stop them now.

Full power to engines.

Tannier, don't do this.
You've still got time

to get to the escape pods.
The least we could do

is buy you some time
to get away.

Full burn!

We live for The One.

We die for The One.

[EXPLOSION]

Navigation...

Set course to intercept those
pods, and grapple them aboard.

Use the engine repair bay,

since it has
a big enough airlock.

Yes, sir.

DAVID:
What about com systems?

Tachyon communications
are off-line.

We've got short-range
ship-to-ship. That's it.

I'm working
on it now, but...

I'm not holding out
any hope.

NA'FEEL:
Jump engines
are down.

We can navigate in normal space,
but only about half-speed.

Do the best you can.

When the enemy ship
doesn't report in,

they're gonna
come looking for it.

And us.

We need to put as much space
between us and them as we can.

Tafeek...go with her.

We're gonna have a bunch
of hysterical diplomats

on our hands,
with nowhere to put them.

Do what you can
to calm them down.

Take us in.

[???]

[ANGRY CHATTER]

MALE DIPLOMAT:
I must return to my home planet.

Will you make that happen?

TAFEEK:
Yes, yes.

We'll make
every possible effort.

FEMALE:
I demand to see the captain
immediately.

No, the captain
is not available just now.

[ANGRY YELLING]

We don't have
any first-class accommodation.

However, we do have
several long hallways

and a number
of very nice closets.

No excuse!
This is an outrage!

MALE DIPLOMAT 2:
Listen to me. I demand
to see the captain.

[???]

It's an
embarrassment.

TAFEEK: Listen to me.
FEMALE DIPLOMAT 2: No!

[ANGRY YELLING]

How is he?

Concussion.

Injuries to half a dozen
internal organs,

internal bleeding...

I can sustain him,
but not for long.

He needs more
than I can do here.

We have to get him
to a proper medical facility.

[SOFTLY]
The ship.

Everything's under control.

The ship's fine.

We're just heading
to safe water

so we can get you
the treatment that you need.

We're not in hyperspace.

I could feel it if we were.

No. No, we're not.

Taking the scenic route?

Something like that.

It'll be okay, Dulann.

We'll make it.

And so will you.

I had a dream...

about the last crew
of the Liandra.

They were fighting
to get home...

lost, alone...

They are not at peace here,
David.

Something here
is disturbing them.

They're probably worried
about you joining them.

Hell, if I found out
you were moving into my place,

I'd be pissed too.

But we're gonna
disappoint them,

because you're gonna be
just fine.

Anyway,
I should get back--

No. You don't understand.

I don't know what it is.

I don't know
what's disturbed them.

All I know is...

something is wrong.

[???]

[VOICES SPEAKING]

WOMAN:
All decks!

MAN 1:
We need help!

WOMAN:
There's no way out!

MAN 2:
Son of a bitch sold us out!

DISTORTED VOICE:
The bastard sold us out.

The bastard sold us out!

I couldn't get out.

Out to where
the air was.

I never saw his face.

[???]

And we need you
to speak to the captain

on our behalf, G'Kar.

He is needlessly
endangering us.

I am sure
there must be a planet

with a breathable atmosphere
somewhere in this sector.

He could land, drop us off
and get help.

Minister Kafta, this ship
is being held together

by little pieces of wire
and good intentions.

If we land in this condition,
assuming we do not have

an unpleasant encounter
with the ground on the way down,

I doubt very much
they could take off again.

They would be
trapped with us.

And the ship looking for them
would find it, find them,

find us, find you.

A brilliant cascade
of cause and effect.

Isn't the universe
an amazing place?

I wouldn't live anywhere else.

Citizen G'Kar,

Captain Martell
would like to speak with you.

Of course.

Love to stay.
Can't. Have to go.

Kiss-kiss,
love-love. Bye.

Mwah.

I sometimes think that
prolonged exposure to humans

has driven him mad.

You should be careful.

Yes.

Your name is Tirk,
isn't it?

That isn't
a Drazi name.

My mother created it.

She says it means,
"Don't touch me.

I'm not having another child
after this, ever."

That is a--
A great deal of meaning

to put into
such a short name.

They must be very,
very proud of you.

[CHUCKLING]
Yes.

You wanted to see me,
captain?

G'Kar, yes.
Please, come in.

You were a military
tactician

before becoming
an ambassador.

I'd like your thoughts.

Whatever I can do to help.

I've been reviewing
the way the enemy attacked,

and something
is bothering me.

When the enemy jumped
out of hyperspace,

they targeted
the Valen's engines first,

then they blew
the hell out of Beta Durani 7,

hit our weapons,
then they hesitated.

Do you see anything wrong
with this picture?

In combat, you destroy
the biggest ship first,

usually by targeting
the weapons array,

since they're fairly
volatile.

You only go for the engines
as a last resort,

since they're
heavily shielded

to keep radiation
from affecting the crew.

Exactly.

It's almost as if they were
trying to cripple the Valen

instead of destroying it.

Perhaps they wanted to
capture us alive.

That would explain
the hesitation,

waiting for us
to get to the escape pods.

Find out
how much we know.

How much you know
about what, G'Kar?

G'Kar, why were you
coming here in the first place?

Who are these people?

If we're gonna survive,

we have to know
what we're up against.

That's what we were hoping
to find out ourselves.

Until recently, all we knew

was that ships, identical
to the ones that attacked us,

have been trying
to destabilize the Alliance

by attacking
its weaker members.

Then we learned
that some information

relevant to this new race
had been found

at an archaeological dig
at Beta Durani 7.

Which was?

Every spacefaring race
has two things in common.

First, they all have a food
identical to what humans call

"Swedish meatballs".

Don't ask,
I don't understand it.

It's just there.

And they all share a myth
about a time

when ancient dark forces
prowled the universe,

only to be cast down
or cast away

by an even greater force,
a force of light.

Until recently,

I assumed that's all
it was, myths.

Then...

we received this recording

from the archaeological team
at Beta Durani 7.

They found a city,

eight miles beneath
the surface of the planet.

A city billions
of years old.

Older than anything
found before.

According to
the hieroglyphs,

this city was built
by an ancient race

that drove off
the forces of darkness

a billion years ago.

They indicate that the enemy
was driven from normal space

into a place
of eternal darkness.

A parallel dimension?

It's possible.

The translators were still
working on the rest of it.

At first, they weren't sure
how much to believe.

Then...

they found this.

What the hell
is that?

A door...

to another place...

Another space.

We sent a probe
through that door.

It came back...

changed...

distorted beyond
recognition.

The hieroglyphs warned of a time
when the enemy might return.

We have reason to believe
there is a connection

between this
and the ships that attacked us.

[CHATTERING]

G'KAR'S VOICE:
And I can assure you

that the entire situation
is well in hand.

I'll be back soon
with more information.

It'll all be just--

Uh...

fine--

MALCOLM:
Sorry.

Tafeek said
the other diplomats

were starting to
panic,

talking about
getting in the escape pods

[CHUCKLING]
and taking their chances
outsi--

We tried to find you,
but no one...

knew where you...

You see, I'm--
I'm with covert operations,

which is why
I have the holo-suit.

And sometimes it's necessary
to, uh...

To, um...

I think I'll be going now.

Excellent idea.

What's our status?

Weapons are up to
25 percent capacity.

About enough to take out
a really big rock.

Well, it's a start.
You never know when

you're gonna be attacked
by somebody with
a really big rock.

KIT:
We've got company.

Routing it
to your system.

Have they
seen us yet?

Engines are running
so far below normal,

it's getting lost
in the electromagnetic noise

generated by the local star.

It's only a matter of time
before they find us.

There's only three options
in combat:

run, fight or hide.

We can't run.
We can't fight.

That leaves hide.

Can you bring us in close
to that comet?

Put us right inside the tail?

It'll be bumpy.

We're talking
explosive gas jets,

melting ice,

chunks of rock being knocked off
by steam venting.

But yeah, I can do it.

SARAH:
Some of those chunks
of rock and ice

can be almost as big
as we are.

I should be running weapons,
just in case.

KIT:
Understand that if you fire,

the enemy will see
the energy spike.

They'll come in
right after us.

Oh, that's just the chance
we're gonna have to take.

Get us inside, Kit.

DAVID:
Sarah...you'll only have
a few seconds

to ID a ship killer
and take it out,

so I'm gonna leave it
up to your discretion.

Just...

don't fire unless you think
you absolutely have to, okay?

Guess you shouldn't have
made that joke about taking out

a really big rock.
By the way,

about the naming
ceremony earlier.

"I live to serve,
I serve to live."

You say that every time,
you know.

That's pretty lame,
as far as your truth goes.

Yeah, well, it's about
as revealing as I want to get

in this lifetime.

See you on the other side
of hell.

[???]

[EXPLOSIONS]

[EXPLOSION]

SARAH:
It's okay, Sarah.

Just sign up with the Liandra.

I'm sure they just exaggerated
that part

about the ship being cursed.

Oh, somebody just shoot me
in the head.

[EXPLOSION]

Wh--

[GRUNTS]

Oh, crap!

DAVID:
Sarah?

It's gonna miss us.

It's gonna miss us.

I'm reasonably sure
it's gonna miss us.

Oh, jeez.

[EXPLOSION]

[SHIP CREAKING]

We've got damage to the hull.

We're losing air pressure
in aft compartments.

If we stay here much longer,
we'll decompress.

Any sign of the enemy?

I can't tell from inside here.

We'll have to go out.

All right.

We'll have to take our chances.
Move us away.

[???]

Any sign of pursuit?

Enemy ship seems to have
moved away in an oblique angle.

We're clear.

FIRELL [ON INTERCOM]:
Captain?

Yes, Firell?

There's a problem.

First Officer Dulann
is missing.

[???]

[INDECIPHERABLE VOICES ECHOING]

MAN 1:
They're everywhere!

WOMAN:
There's no way out!

What...

What do you...
What do you want?

And when we came back,

Dulann was simply...gone.

Did he say anything
before that?

Anything at all?

Nothing more than
what he said to you.

That something
is wrong,

and that the spirits
of this ship

do not rest easy.

What happened to kill
the last crew of this ship

is less of an issue
than keeping this one alive.

And I simply don't buy--

[SIGHS]

Look, I've known Dulann
for over three years.

I know he's slightly telepathic,

but I just don't buy this whole
bit about sensing the dead.

Minbari are sensitive
to such things.

Telepaths, even minor ones
like Dulann,

are more sensitive still.

And when one of our kind
is near death,

the veil becomes
very thin indeed.

Perhaps what has stirred
the dead here

has some relevance
to our current situation.

We, like they,
are facing the possibility

we may never arrive home.

Perhaps--

Captain...

any word on Dulann?

No.

I've got every crewman
I can spare searching the ship.

He has to be here someplace.
We'll find him.

Anything new
at your end?

Possibly.
It's just a thought.

Well, right now,
a thought would be good.

Thank you,
Firell.

Come on.

What's up?

I've been trying to work up
a tactical analysis

of the ships pursuing us,
but I'm getting nowhere,

because something
doesn't make sense.

I mean, why
chase us at all?

The colony's gone.

News like that will get out
whether we're alive or dead.

And since that security meeting
was about this new enemy,

it kind of narrows down
the list of suspects.

So why put in all this time
and effort chasing us down?

[SIGHS]

Maybe they think
we saw something

during the attack
that we could use against them.

That's one possibility.
Here's another.

Maybe it's not
information.

Maybe we have something
we don't know we have.

KIT:
Bridge to captain.

Yes?

They've found Dulann.

[???]

[INDECIPHERABLE SPEAKING]

Go away from me.

Nu ta.

It's me.

Dulann,
it's me, David.

It's okay.

[INDECIPHERABLE VOICES ECHOING]
Everything's gonna be okay.

Just come with me
back to--
No!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]
No, listen.

You don't...
You don't understand.

They're in me.

They're inside my head.

Dulann,
listen to me.

Your bloodstream
is becoming toxic

the longer you're
out of Medbay.

What you're hearing
isn't real--

No. Listen.

Someone sold them out,
betraying them.

Now, they feel the same
happening again.

Dulann, that's
not possible.

Everyone here was either
on the Liandra or the Valen

when the attack started.

No. Check the records.

Dulann, all of
the records were erased.

[METAL CLANGING]

[GASPS]

Private,

WOMAN [ECHOING] AND DULANN:
encoded log...

not on the main system.

MAN AND DULANN:
No one could find it.

No one knew to erase it.

Code word...

Code word...

Entil'Zha.

Healer!
I need a healer in here, stat!

[SIGHS]

Com system?

Still down.

Weapons?

Still down.

Captain?

[CHUCKLES]
Definitely down.

[SIGHS]

Ship...

check all records
for encrypted files.

Password required.

Entil'Zha.

At least we can get that
out of the way

and concentrate
on the ones--

Record found.

Show me.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Not much time left.

Locked in as soon as
the first attack hit.

We're running out
of air.

I don't know
who sold us out.

I didn't see
his face.

Avenge us.

We cannot rest
until we are avenged.

Whoever survives us

is the one
who killed us.

We... never gave up.

[SOFTLY]
We...live for The One.

We...die--

Dulann was right.

MALCOLM:
Maybe so, but...

what does that have to do
with our situation?

He said there was a traitor
on board then,

and one aboard now.

He was right
about the first one.

Maybe he's right
about the second one.

Yeah, but it can't
be the same guy.

Nobody here was
serving on the Liandra

when the first crew
was killed.

Mm-mm. No.

But maybe
it's enough

there is a traitor
onboard,

not that it's the same traitor.

When those ships
attacked the Valen...

they deliberately avoided
hitting the weapons array.

They could have taken it out
immediately, but they didn't.

They waited.

But for what?

The escape pods.

They must have had someone
onboard. A mole.

MALCOLM:
Exactly.

Nobody but Tannier
knew where we were going

till just before
we got there.

A mole could have sent a signal
to bring in the enemy.

They could have been
shadowing us in hyperspace

just beyond scanner range,
waiting for the signal.

Kit, check the com records
from the minute

we jumped out of hyperspace
until those ships attacked us.

Look for any
unusual signal.

[GRUNTS]

You should not be here.

I am sorry.

It is easy to get
turned around in here.

I take it from the equipment

that all the high-powered relays

go through this section.

That is why
you should not be here.

You could be injured.

Of course.

[GROANS]

[COUGHS]

[???]

[HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING]

Captain...

I've found something
in the com record.

Listen.

[LOW-PITCHED BEEPING]

It came in
on a subchannel.

Auto-recorders confirm
it's from the Valen.

We--

[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]

What is it?

We're getting that
same signal again.

Heavily amplified.
Strong enough to penetrate

the overflow
from the main com system.

Where's it coming from?

Cargo Bay 4.

All right, we can't put it on
the PA. We'll scare him away.

You stay here, jam the signals.
You two, come with me.

[???]

Malcolm,
you go that way.

Come through the back.
We'll catch him in between.

What the...

David?

I just saw Kafta
in the passage

leading to
the escape pods.

I'll check it out.
Keep going.

Pick up whoever else you can
along the way.

Hey, this area's
off-limits.

Hey, I said--

SHIP:
Escape pod standing by.

[GROANING]

[GROANS]

Tirk!

We need a healer, fast!

TIRK:
Kafta. It...

was...Kafta.

Oh, crap.

David.

[SCREAMS]

Ugh!

[SCREAMS]

[GRUNTING]

Escape pod activated.

[GRUNTING]

[AIR HISSING]

David, are you okay?

Yeah.

Stick him in the holding cell
until he wakes up.

Something else.

Tirk's been shot. They're
bringing him to Medbay now.

What about
the signal?

It was still sending
when we got there.

Malcolm disconnected it
from the power relays.

Good. Let's
just hope

we were able to
jam it enough

to keep it
from going very far.

KIT:
Bridge to captain.
Yeah.

It looks like
the signal got through.

We've got company.

Confirm one enemy ship at
10,000 kilometers and closing.

Just outside maximum effective
range for high-energy weapons.

The other one probably
isn't far behind it.

What's the weapons
status?

Thirty percent
of maximum.

It'll have to do.

I'm starting to feel
like a jackrabbit.

In, out, in, out.

Engines?

Eighty percent
of maximum.

You can thank me later.

I'll do that.

Distance to jumpgate?

At this speed, two hours.
Maybe three.

[SIGHS]

All right.

So we're back to three choices:

run, fight or hide.

There's nowhere to hide, there's
no weapons to speak of...

[SIGHS]

...so we run.

Na'Feel, I need you to give me
everything you've got.

Now, if they jump to hyperspace,
they're gonna overshoot us.

But there's only so fast
you can travel in normal space.

Just pour it on, and let's
hope we get to the jumpgate

before they close
the distance between us.

I've got an energy spike.

Enemy ship is preparing
to fire.

NA'FEEL:
Beam spread over distance

reduced the impact to 10 percent
of effective strength.

The closer it gets, the stronger
those hits will become,

until they achieve
hull-breaching capacity.

We've got
another spike.

What the hell
is that?

Evasive maneuvers.

Mines! Come about!

No time.

Sarah, clear the road!

I'm on it.

[SCREAMING]

We're clear.

Yes! Good
shooting, Sarah.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Thanks.

Launch countermeasures.

Launching.

[GRUNTS]

Even with
the countermeasures,

that hit with 5 percent
more energy than the last one.

Correction, 10 percent,
and building fast.

[LOUD CRASH]

Twenty-five percent!

Estimate we're only a few more
shots away from a kill.

We're not gonna make it.

We can't even slow them down.

DAVID:
Maybe we can.

Bridge to Malcolm.

MALCOLM:
Right here.

You still have that
signal device?

MALCOLM:
Right here.

Drop it into an escape pod,

along with a remote-controlled
detonation cap, and launch it.

[ALARM BLARING]

Move, move, move, move!

The ambassador
was trying to escape

into one of the pods
when I stopped him.

He probably told them
what he was planning to do,

so when they see the pod launch,

they'll naturally think
it's him--

MALCOLM:
We're all set down here.

[GROANS]

[ALARM BELLS BLARING]

Launch escape pod!

[PINGING]

Come on.

Go for it,
you son of a bitch.

Stand by...

Stand by...

Stand by...

Wait for it...

Now!

Bring us back on course.

NA'FEEL:
Captain...

there's something
you should know.

That last hit
overloaded the weapons system.

Well, how long
until you--

There's nothing we can do
to repair the weapons,

unless we bring the ship
into docking for repairs.

From this point on,
we're completely defenseless.

[SIGHS]

MARTELL:
Okay, here's the deal.

There's one more
enemy ship out there.

Tell me who they are
and how to beat them...

and maybe you'll walk out
of this room in one piece.

How to beat them?

Beat them?

You really don't have
the slightest idea

of what you're up against,
do you?

What I know
is that your people

only recently joined
the Alliance.

That you're on the fringe
of Alliance territory.

And none of your ships
have been bothered.

I'm thinking maybe
you made a deal.

And, as part of
that deal,

you joined up to spy on us
for the other side.

What do you think?

I think...

that I have absolutely
nothing to say to you.

Ah!

Let's try this
again.

Who are they?
What do they want?

It won't do you any good.

I'm not gonna
say it again.

You don't give me
what I want,

there's no reason to keep you
alive now, is there?

Rangers don't murder
in cold blood.

Yeah, well, lately I've been
having disciplinary problems.

We live for The One,
we die for The One.

If I go, you go!

Enough!

Enough.

What are we dealing with,
and who are they?

They do not have a name
as you understand the concept.

They are called the Hand.

The hand of God.

The hand of Death.

The hand that reaches forth
and blots out whole suns.

They have left
a thousand worlds

in their wake...

blackened cinders that were
once thriving planets.

For millions of years,
they have been outcast,

hungrily staring out across
the darkness between the stars,

searching for a way back.

And now they have found it.

The ships that are after us...
are they the Hand?

Those?

[CHUCKLES]

Those are only toys

given to those races
who serve the Hand...

as I serve the Hand.

Together...

we will prepare the way
for their return.

And part of
preparing the way

involves selling out
the Alliance, is that it?

Because we could
oppose them?

If you had seen
what I had seen,

you would have done the same!

Compared to the Hand...

the Shadows who straddled
the galaxy on legs of fire

during the Shadow War,
were nothing more than insects.

If they're
so powerful...

why are they
interested in you?

You must be small change
as far as they're concerned.

The Hand rewards loyalty.

It is their only virtue.

And...they do not know
what I know of their plans,

so they cannot allow
my return to Minbar,

where I could be
questioned further.

They are coming,
captain.

You cannot stop them.

You cannot fight them.

You cannot defeat them.

You can only join them...

or be ground into dust
before them.

Sarah. Destination
is in sight.

Repeat. I can see
the jumpgate.

We're gonna make it.

SARAH:
What? Let me see.

Oh, my God.

We did it. We--

Oh, no. It isn't fair.

Oh. It isn't fair!

[???]

[SIGHS]

It's just sitting there,
like a spider in a web.

Why not?

They know we've got
no place else to go.

If we try and run,
they'll catch us.

And run where?

There's not another jumpgate
for two light-months

in any direction.
KIT: Captain?

I'm picking up a holographic
signal from the enemy ship.

They want to talk.

Put them through.

This is Captain
David Martell

of the Ranger
attack ship Liandra.

Identify yourself.
What--

MALE VOICE:
You will release
your prisoner...

or be destroyed.

Oh, he likes
to get

straight to the point,
doesn't he?

Destroy us, and you don't
get the prisoner.

It seems, I don't know...
counterproductive.

MALE VOICE:
Instructions were to exert

every effort
to reclaim prisoner,

to avoid questioning.

This has already cost us
more than anticipated.

Release him to us,

and you may
leave this place alive.

That solution is preferred
by those we serve.

But if destroying your ship

is the only way to prevent him
from being questioned further,

we will do so.

I'm sure there
must be some--

There can be
no negotiation.

We will await your decision.

You're sure we have no weapons?
No weapons at all?

SARAH:
Nothing.

But if you want,
I'll put on a breather suit,

zip out an airlock
and throw rocks at them.

I'm game if you are.

We're not gonna give up,
are we?

I mean,
not after all this?

You must know they won't let us
leave here alive,

even if we do turn over
the prisoner.

I wouldn't.

[SIGHS]

Well, it's
tactically unwise.

[SIGHS]

I'm going outside.

I need some fresh air.

There's nothing outside
but hard vacuum.

Typical.

David...

Hey.

I was out
for a walk.

Thought I'd stop in
and see how you're doing.

She says I'm dying.

Other than that,
not too bad.

How are things
with you?

We're, um...

Everything's just fine,
Dulann.

Nothing for you
to worry about,

except hanging in until
we get you to a real hospital.

Ah. How curious.

I was under the impression

that we were trapped
without weapons,

facing imminent destruction

unless we turned over
the prisoner.

Dulann,
how did you know that--?

They...told me.

Right.

So...what are you
going to do?

Dulann,
I don't know.

I mean, it's like the Enfali
all over again.

There's no weapons,
our engines are failing,

we're outgunned--

No. Not like Enfali.

We were outnumbered
and outgunned.

But there is just
the one ship, yes?

Yes.

[SIGHS]

But, Dulann...

I've used every trick
that I know of

just to keep us alive
this far.

I've got nothing left.

Then perhaps...
that is what you should use.

Nothing?

Yes.

As in, I've got
nothing new to use?

Exactly.

Dulann, that's not--

Ah...

Enlightenment.

I'll see you later.

[GASPS]

Are you sure?

Positive.

[???]

Malcolm, just the man
I'm looking for.

In light of
the enemy's demands,

I need you to make
certain arrangements

with the prisoner.
What are we gonna do?

Give them exactly
what they want.

Kit, open up a channel
to the enemy ship.

Yes, sir.

We've made our decision.

We will agree to turn
the prisoner over to you

in exchange for safe passage
through the gate

for myself and my crew.

What?

David, don't do this.

There's no other way.
There's nothing else we can do.

MALE VOICE:
Where is the prisoner now?

I've asked one of my crewmen
to escort him to the escape pod.

He should be launching
any time now.

We know what you did
to our sister ship.

We will scan the pod to ensure
that Minister Kafta is aboard,

and that there are

no remote-controlled
devices onboard.

And we will make contact
with him

once he is clear
of your vessel.

If any one
of these precautions

indicate trickery--

Understood.

Escape pod is launching.

They're scanning the pod.

DAVID:
Keep the pod

directly between us
and the alien ship.

Well, they won't shoot at us
as long as he's between us.

KIT:
They're opening up
a com channel.

KAFTA:
I am safe.

It is as we thought. Ha.

They have no stomach for death.

Now, please
take me aboard.

I grow weary of their presence.

MALE VOICE:
You have done well.

Our scan of the pod confirms

that you have followed
our instructions

to the letter.

Of course.

What would be the point
in trying anything else?

A race as advanced as yours,

there's no way you'd fall for
the same gag twice.

Now, about
our safe passage...

Stand by.

You know,
for just a moment there,

I thought maybe you came up
with some kind of angle

I just couldn't figure out.

But your angle was to give them
exactly what they wanted.

Yes, it was.

KIT:
Okay...I'm parking the ship
right here,

and we're not leaving,

until somebody tells me
what the hell just happened.

Back on Earth...there were these
two train robbers

in the North American West:

Butch Cassidy
and the Sundance Kid.

They came up
with a great idea.

Rob a train,
wait two days,

then rob the same train
all over again

in exactly the same way.

Because nobody ever figured
they'd pull the same gag

twice in a row.

Since we had
nothing left to pull out,

I figured we'd try
the same thing twice.

But since they were
gonna scan the pod,

I knew we couldn't
put any large,

remote-controlled
detonators inside.

So...I borrowed about
50 grenades from the armory.

And Kafta?

KAFTA:
He was responsible for the death
of over a thousand people

onboard the Valen
and Beta Durani 7.

He wanted to
join his associates.

He did.

So that's why you wanted me

to keep the ship
on a straight line with the pod.

So they'd think the transmission
was coming from inside the pod.

They know what we did last time.

And they knew
that we knew that they knew.

so they made
the perfectly logical assumption

that we wouldn't dare
try it again.

And you didn't
tell us this--?

Because I wanted
your reactions to be sincere.

They were.

Kit?

Take us
through the gate.

Put us on a beacon
for Minbar.

Yes, sir.

It's been
a damn long day.

SINDELL:
Your actions aboard the Liandra

are to be commended.

My actions
onboard the Liandra

were borne out of desperation.

I'm not proud of them.

I keep going over it
in my head...

thinking I could have done
something more.

Found some other way.

We all ask such questions.

Upon learning what happened,

I wondered, had we been
less harsh with you,

had you been allowed
to command the Valen

instead of Tannier,

would the same thing
have happened?

Tannier acted honorably.

He gave his life
to buy us time to get away.

He did as well as
anyone could have done

under
the circumstances.

G'KAR:
As did you.

Those are important
words, David.

"Under the circumstances."

We do the best we can
with what we are given.

We are imperfect reflections

of the universe around us.

We cannot change the past.
We can only learn from it.

Try to create a future

in which such errors
do not recur.

Sadly, we're still working
on that last part.

I guess
the question now is,

where do we go
from here?

SARAH:
Figured I'd find you
up here.

I stopped off at the hospital
and saw Dulann.

He's looking
better.

Yeah, they say he should be
on his feet in a few days.

Tirk, well, he's gonna take
a little while longer.

But...he says he'll be ready
when we need him.

Whenever that is.

So how long are we
grounded for this time?

Not long.

Just until they get her
up and running again.

The Liandra?

It's the only one
available.

But there's no rush
this time.

They'll make sure
she's in top condition

before we take her out.

Right.
Top condition,

for a cursed
20-year-old ship

that's been through, what,
two wars, four crews?

Some of which
are still there

in a sort of, kind of...
dead kind of way.

Well, Dulann thinks that since
we were able to find the traitor

and save the ship,
that they'll be quiet now.

At least
for a while.

As for the Liandra...

well, funny thing is,
I really don't mind.

Maybe it has
something to do with

going through
all that together.

But as far as ships go...

I think this one
will do just fine.

So...do we have
a mission yet?

G'KAR:
I greatly appreciate the ride,
captain.

DAVID:
No, it's my pleasure, G'kar.

You know,
rumor has it

you spent the last
few years just...

wandering the galaxy.

Yes. With
a friend.

She's gone now.

It was, uh...

Well, there are
no words, really.

There are things out there
beyond imagination.

And I have a rather
healthy imagination.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Well, you'll have to
tell me about it sometime.

No reason for it.

The path I took
is not the path you will take.

And where you walk,

you will see things
even more astonishing.

And you will do so
in fine company.

Nearing Epsilon jumpgate.

Prepare to jump.

I hope the security
conference goes well.

You'll have to
let us know

if you come up
with anything.

I will.

Standing by.

Jump.

I should get my bags.

Are you coming
aboard?

No. No. We have to
get back.

You know, actually,
I've never seen it before.

Maybe next time,
we'll stop over for a few days.

You should.
It's quite a place.

A place of
good times and bad.

Of pain and growth.

But in the end...
a place of great hope.

But...if you ever
do come aboard,

remember one thing:

No one there
is exactly what he seems.

But then...

who is?

[???]