Babylon 5 s04e02 Episode Script

Personal log, January 8, 2261.
Dr.
Stephen Franklin recording.
It's been nine days since Captain Sheridan was presumed killed on Z'Ha'Dum.
Nine days since Mr.
Garibaldi disappeared on patrol outside the station.
Medlab's quiet these days.
The League of Non-Aligned Worlds has broken up.
Everyone's going back to their Homeworlds to prepare for the next stage of war.
We know the enemy's gonna strike back.
Rumor has it that this time is gonna be the last time.
This time they're gonna end it.
All we can do now is wait for the other shoe to drop or try and find something useful to do before the end.
And right now short of hand-holding or a sympathetic ear I can't think of one damn thing.
Yes, Lennier? In coming to you I'm committing a breach of protocol.
But you should know, someone should know.
There's a problem with Delenn.
Who are you? What do you want? Who are you? What do you want? Who are you? Who are you? You were dreaming.
Yes.
About what? You're thinking about escape again, aren't you? Don't.
There's no way off Z'Ha'Dum.
Might as well give up.
Reconcile yourself as I did.
First obligation of a prisoner is to escape.
So if one is a prisoner of love, one must escape to solitude? If one is a prisoner to joy, must one escape to sadness? I see you're still upset that I won't tell you my name.
Well, what does it matter? If I tell you my name is Lorien what good is that? It tells you nothing, but leaves me at a disadvantage.
Words have meaning.
And names have power.
The universe began with a word, you know.
But which came first the word or the thought behind the word? You can't create language without thought.
And you can't conceive a thought without language.
So which created the other and thus, created the universe? No.
I see you're far too wrapped up in your question to consider the larger issues.
What question? Who are you? How did you know about? It's a dangerous question, isn't it? There's never a good answer to it.
I suppose that's the point.
Now, what you are that's a question I can answer, at least in your case.
You're dead.
- That's enough.
- How long have you been here? I don't know.
- A day, maybe two.
- The sun has risen and set nine times.
You haven't eaten.
You ought to be starving.
Are you hungry? Thirsty? Does blood still flow through your veins? Does it? There's no pulse.
Because, my reluctant friend you are quite quite dead.
It was the year of fire.
The year of destruction.
The year we took back what was ours.
It was the year of rebirth.
The year of great sadness.
The year of pain.
- And a year of joy.
- It was a new age.
It was the end of history.
It was the year everything changed.
The year is 2261.
The place, Babylon 5.
- Nothing to say about being dead? - It's a trick.
Is it? What is the last thing you remember before waking up here? I was falling.
I fell a long way.
It seemed to go on forever.
Nothing goes on forever.
Not falls, not you, not I not love, not life.
Entropy consumes everything.
We all hit bottom sooner or later.
Did you hit bottom? I don't remember.
There are only two possibilities: If you hit bottom then you are dead.
If you did not hit bottom you are still falling and all of this is a dream.
Unless you're in between.
- Between what? - Between moments.
When we are born we are allocated a finite number of seconds.
Each tick of the clock slices off a piece of us.
Tick.
A possibility for joy is gone.
Tock.
A careless word ends one path opens another.
Tick, tock, tick, tock.
Always running out of time.
Yours is almost used up.
You're between seconds lost in the infinite possibilities between tick and tock.
Tick, you're alive.
Tock Well, it was a good life but a short one.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick How do I know you're not behind all of this, huh? Just what are you up to? Who are you? Who are you? What do you want? You're closer now, aren't you? Yes, I see you are.
But closer to tick or closer to tock? I don't know.
Only time will tell.
And here between the moments we have all the time in the world.
You are Isaac? I was told you might be able to give me some information.
Maybe.
It depends.
This was part of a Starfury you sold to a trader on Zafran 7.
Could be.
I don't remember that particular piece.
It's legal.
It was salvaged.
Finders keepers, losers buys them from finders.
I'm told you salvaged this from an abandoned Starfury you found floating dead in Sector 87.
Is that correct? There's a partial serial number on this piece.
It matches the ID number of a Starfury that belongs to a friend of mine.
His name is Michael Garibaldi.
He disappeared almost two weeks ago.
- Lf this is from his ship - I don't want to talk to you no more.
A Starfury drifting in the vastness of space is too small to run across by accident! - How did you know where to find it? - I got nothing to say to you.
- How did you know? - I had a tip, okay? The man says he doesn't want to talk to you.
Leave him alone.
We're having a private conversation.
- It's no concern of yours.
- It's my bar.
I'm making it my concern.
Now, get out.
I've come a long way.
I intend to finish my conversation.
I don't think so.
Such a negative personality.
Come on! Not now.
They're gone.
But find out where they're staying.
I might have something for you.
Yes? Ambassador.
Sorry for not answering at once.
I was meditating.
Is there a problem? Well, you tell me.
I hear you haven't had anything to eat or drink in almost seven days.
Minbari can fast as long as two weeks.
A normal Minbari, yes.
But you're partly human now.
Your system can't handle the stress you're putting on it.
If you don't stop, you're going to hurt yourself.
Look.
Look, I know this is how your people deal with grief, all right? You fast.
You purify yourselves physically, spiritually.
But nothing is going to be served by endangering your own life.
Justice is served.
It is my fault that John is gone.
My fault that the Alliance against the Shadows has crumbled.
- That the heart has gone out of them.
- Delenn For a long time I was afraid his wife might still be alive on Z'Ha'Dum, but I I never asked.
I never told him.
I denied him the right to choose his actions wisely.
I broke the trust between us.
And when he learned the truth on his own he didn't choose his actions.
His actions chose him.
And he went away.
I have sometimes heard humans say: "Minbari never tell anyone the whole truth.
" But I am no longer wholly Minbari.
I should have changed my heart more than I did.
But I loved him, and I I wanted to protect him.
I should have loved him less and trusted him more.
Thank you for coming, Stephen, but my fast will continue.
If John does not return from Z'Ha'Dum, if he's If he's dead then my soul will join him even if I cannot.
And as I promised him long ago I will see him again in the place where no Shadows fall.
Good thing I went out on my own.
You're rather difficult to hide.
- How is it outside? - They're still looking for you.
I don't think it would be safe for you to leave for a while.
Strange that they are still after us.
The altercation was a small one.
No one was harmed.
It doesn't make sense.
- You're right.
That's the bit that worries me.
- Lf you're going to be worried every time the universe doesn't make sense, you'll be worried every moment for the rest of your life.
- Your point being? My point being Why am I talking to you? And what are you doing here? I heard you were looking for Mr.
Garibaldi on the assumption he was in trouble.
So I went looking for you on the assumption you'd probably get into trouble.
I was doing fine until you showed up with that thing in hand.
It's a Minbari fighting pike, several hundred years old.
You're just jealous because you don't have one.
Bad case of "pikal" envy if you ask me.
So you think you have a lead on Mr.
Garibaldi? If that was his Starfury they found, then he may have escaped or been intercepted.
I'll go back later and I think it would be better if you let me do it.
They seem rather eager to find you.
Eagerness like that Worries you.
Hell, I suppose I should appreciate your concern.
Compassion is a rare commodity these days.
So why are you doing this? He's my friend.
I've never had a friend before who wasn't a Narn.
And you? I've never had a friend before who was a Narn.
Damn few of any other kind.
Most of them are dead.
May I? To open it, you press I like it.
No.
No.
Close, but too tall.
You're sure it was a Narn? What, did I suddenly become stupid overnight? Of course it was a Narn.
It's not like they're easy to miss.
No.
No.
That's him.
That's the one.
Citizen G'Kar.
The last of the Kha'Ri still free.
There's a reward for his capture dead or alive.
Yeah? Which pays the most? Wakey wakey.
I'm here with your weather report for the evening.
I see rain lightning, thunder and your head nailed to that wall over there if you don't tell me what my friend and I need to know.
Any questions? You wanted to see me.
Yes.
Ivanova wanted me to go through the captain's personal effects and figure out what to keep and what to store.
What to send back to his family.
She gave me the password to his personal log and other official files.
I was looking through them when I found this.
I thought you might like to take a look at that.
I'll be outside when you're through.
Personal log, May 14, 2260.
We actually had a quiet day today.
It's hard to believe, with so much going on lately.
And now that we've broken away from Earth, everything has hit the fan.
It's not what I wanted.
Frankly, it scares the hell out of me.
But it had to be done.
The job now is to turn this around and make it into something positive.
My dad always told me that's the only way you deal with pain.
You don't surrender.
You don't fight it.
You turn it into something positive.
He used to say: "If you're falling off a cliff, you may as well try to fly.
You've got nothing to lose.
" In a way I feel the same way about Delenn.
During the war, I fought Minbari.
I killed Minbari.
Saw many of my friends die at Minbari hands.
Here I am in love with one of them.
For a long time, I thought about not saying anything, but the moment my heart crossed that line there wasn't much I could do but see it through.
Yeah, I've fallen off one hell of a cliff.
When I look in her eyes I let myself think, maybe I really can fly.
And according to our newfound friend he was given the location of Mr.
Garibaldi's Starfury by someone from Interplanetary Expeditions.
Did you get a name? Montagne.
That's all he had.
So, what's our next step? After I get some sleep l'll go back to the place where his ship was found.
It's possible I may find more information.
- You should go back to Babylon 5 to - No.
I'm staying here with you.
Marcus, if you stay here, we'll never find out who and where this Montagne is.
We need Babylon 5's resources for that.
I'd rather not leave until I know you're safe Marcus.
I am the last of the Kha'Ri.
I fought in our war of liberation against the Centauri.
I can take care of myself.
If you stay, I will be deeply offended.
And there is little more inherently dangerous than an offended Narn.
- G'Kar - This is a personal mission for me.
I must pursue it alone wherever that takes me.
I need Babylon 5's resources more than I need the company however pleasant.
All right.
Get some sleep.
I'll send word if I find anything.
Thank you.
Thank you all for coming.
From their beginnings, 1000 years ago when they were first created by Valen the Rangers have always been our first line of defense against the Shadows.
Many of you have been working in dark places.
Your names and your work unknown to anyone outside.
I hold before you a chance to shine in the night to strike one last blow that will be heard and remembered 1000 years from now.
The League of Non-Aligned Worlds has collapsed but there are a few among them who still believe in our cause who would prefer to go down fighting, if that is to be our destiny.
They need only a single rallying cry.
I call upon you, upon the entire White Star fleet, to be that voice.
If others are afraid, then we'll show them what must be done.
And if our deaths are required, they will at least light the way.
We will attack Z'Ha'Dum.
The plan is to wait seven more days so that any ships that wish to join us can arrive.
Then, with darkness before us and destruction behind we will strike.
Our chances of success are small.
But if we stay here and do nothing, they're even smaller.
So we go.
As a dear friend said to me: "If you're falling off a mountain you may as well try to fly.
" Here, at the end I offer you one final chance to fly.
What is it? What? What is it? Just a moment.
Oh, Mollari.
Do you know what time it is? Yes, but the emperor was most insistent.
He says you must come this moment.
Why? He does not reveal his mind to me, only his intentions.
Please, hurry.
- All right.
Give me a moment.
- Oh, no Yes, yes, later.
Go.
Mollari, you've kept us waiting.
I should be very upset with you.
My apologies.
Before I entered Your Majesty's presence, I had to be properly attired or it would be disrespectful.
I see.
Then I should not have you killed for it? Your Majesty may act as he believes is correct but I was motivated only by the respect to your position.
I had Your Majesty's spirit in my heart.
And so by killing me, you would also be killing a part of yourself.
And as a loyal Centauri I would strongly object to that.
Well said.
Well said.
I like you.
I like you a great deal.
Did you know that? I feel we have so much in common.
Which is why I have secured you a gift.
- A gift? - A gift.
I wanted you to see it as soon as it arrived.
- But it is unnecessary for you to - Nonsense! No one turns down one of my gifts.
Besides, I know you'll like this one.
It's something you've wanted for a long, long time.
Would you like to see your gift now? - Yes, Majesty.
- Good.
There he is, the last of the Kha'Ri.
I know he's been a great burden to you.
But now he's here for our amusement.
And, well, when he ceases to be amusing Oh, Mollari, have you nothing to say? Yes, Majesty.
Thank you.
Thank you for this gift.
And you.
Have you anything to say? Do you, by any chance, happen to know where Mr.
Garibaldi might be? Who? Please restrain yourself, Mr.
Garibaldi, or you will hurt yourself.
- We can't allow that.
- Yeah, why not? - We have orders.
- Orders? Whose orders? Orders? Whose orders? Whose orders? We can't tell you that.
You must know that by now.
Look, just, what do you want from me? We want to know what you remember after you were taken from Babylon 5.
I told you, I don't remember anything.
Your vital signs indicate you're being somewhat less than honest.
You're just trying to avoid discomfort by telling us what you think we want to hear.
- Why would I do that? Maybe because you got me stuck in this tomb! I don't know where I'm at! Maybe figuring out what you want is the only way out.
- Well, silly me! - Don't think, Mr.
Garibaldi.
Don't think, Mr.
Garibaldi.
Just tell us the truth.
- Give me a break! - What happened after you left Babylon 5? I told you I don't remember! - What happened after? - I said, I don't remember! What happened? What happened? Stop that, Mr.
Garibaldi.
Stop it, Mr.
Garibaldi.
We can force you to behave.
Hello.
Hello, G'Kar.
You were foolish to leave Babylon 5, you know.
You had sanctuary there.
As soon as you left, you were vulnerable.
If you wished to die you could have simply told me.
I would have attended to it quickly.
With at least a A measure of dignity.
But here Here they will make you a toy.
You will be tortured.
You will be tortured for a very long time.
I have seen them prolong suffering for days weeks months.
And when they have finished they will strap you to a table not much longer than this bench.
And they will make an incision here just beneath the neck and open you all the way down.
Assuming you are still conscious, still entertaining they will begin removing your internal organs in pieces no longer than this.
Somewhere along the line as they make a mountain of your parts and pieces you will die.
Does this please you? No.
No, it doesn't.
Once, long ago.
No, not even then.
You have never been a friend to me but what he would do to you I would not wish for anyone.
There is a monster on the throne, G'Kar.
A well-protected monster.
He must be removed.
And you may be the means I have been waiting for.
I believe I can save your life but it will not be easy.
And you will suffer greatly before this is over.
I cannot help that.
I wish I could.
I have no desire to see you suffer.
But I must watch.
And you must endure until the time is right.
And then I will act.
And you will help me.
Yes? You didn't ask the price for my cooperation.
You are not exactly in a position to bargain, G'Kar.
Neither are you.
You want my help for the sake of your people.
I will give it for the sake of my own.
If I remove the monster from your throne you will remove the monster from my world.
Leave Narn.
Set my world free.
Promise me this.
And I will do as you ask.
You have my word.
This is the fire I set when I woke up down here.
I've come full circle.
Don't we all? Look.
You've been down here longer than I have.
- Oh, much, much longer.
- Well, there must be some way out of here.
Tick, you're alive.
Tock, you're dead.
The only way out is to surrender to tock.
No.
No, I can't do that! Don't you understand? There's a war on out there.
If we don't do something billions of people are going to die.
Now, don't you care about that? Yes, of course I care.
It's a terrible thing when your children fight.
I warned the others, but they didn't listen.
They never listen.
Your children? Metaphorically speaking.
Those who came after me.
Children.
Younger siblings.
How long have you been here? A long time.
So long.
I was old when the molecules of your world joined and called themselves land and sea and fish and man.
You're one of the first ones.
No.
Not one of the first ones.
I am the first one.
You know a way out of here, don't you? Perhaps.
Then why are you still here? I'm waiting.
- For what? - Someone to talk to.
You're the first to make it this far.
Do they know? Of course.
That's why they come back to Z'Ha'Dum every time they're driven off.
Because I'm here.
They think they're showing respect.
They don't understand.
They used to.
But that was a long time ago.
A million years.
You don't look a No, I don't.
Well, not at the moment.
Who are you? That was you.
Perhaps.
We all have secrets and surprises.
Did you know you have a Vorlon inside you? Well, a piece of one.
If you go to Z'Ha'Dum, you will die.
Jump.
Jump now! Kosh.
Is that its name? I think I met it once long ago.
He told me to jump.
- Did he know? - That I was here? Almost certainly.
How did? They can break off pieces of their consciousness and put it into other organisms.
It allows them to travel hidden through the galaxy using others as their eyes and ears.
Kosh is in you.
And he's part of the problem.
You're the other part.
You're both still clinging to life.
Both afraid to let go.
You must lay down the burden of life, both of you and surrender yourself to tock.
No, I can't.
The others need me.
You can't turn away from death simply because you're afraid of what might happen without you.
That's not enough! You're not embracing life.
You're fleeing death.
And so you're caught in between unable to go forward or backward.
Your friends need what you can be when you are no longer afraid.
When you know who you are and why you are and what you want.
When you are no longer looking for reasons to live but can simply be.
I can't.
I don't know how to do that.
Then I cannot help you.
And you will be caught forever in between.
You must let go.
Surrender yourself to death.
The death of flesh, the death of fear.
Step into the abyss and let go.
It's getting darker.
I know.
You're close, friend.
Very close.
It's easy to find something worth dying for.
Do you have anything worth living for? I can't see you anymore.
As it should be.
What if I fall? How will I know if you'll catch me? I caught you before.
What if I die? I cannot create life but I can breathe on the remaining embers.
It may not work.
But I can hope.
Hope is all we have.
Do you have anything worth living for? Sleep now.
I will watch and catch you if you should fall.
Delenn!