Babylon 5: The Gathering Page #8

A Minbari warrior, walking off a Narn ship,

would draw a lot of attention.

With the net, he could appear to be

one of your crew and infiltrate the station.

When Varner missed connecting

with your ship, he came here.

So you had to find another way

to get the assassin onboard.

They used the transport we found

on the station's hull to get him inside.

He then killed Del Varner

and grabbed the Changeling net.

Sheer speculation, Commander.

With the death of Del Varner

and the assassin...

...you have no proof.

That's right.

Well, I should be on my way.

One more thing.

As I mentioned, the assassin

belonged to the Minbari warrior class.

During the war,

I was in my world's warrior class.

We saved each other's lives

a dozen times over.

Made the sort of friendships

that last a lifetime.

Commendable.

- But what does that have to do with-

- With nanotechnology?

Glad you asked.

You've heard of it, haven't you?

Machines too small

for the human eye to see.

You can even shield them, make them

invisible to electronic detection.

Like the one you just swallowed

in that drink.

I imagine it's firmly latched on

to your intestinal tract by now.

What?

It's nothing harmful, Ambassador.

It's a location transmitter.

See?

It should dissolve in about five years.

But, until then, Ambassador...

...my friends, in my warrior caste,

have this frequency.

If anything should happen to Babylon 5...

...they have instructions to track down

that transmitter and...

...well, why spoil the surprise?

This is an outrage.

This is insurance.

What you do here is your own business.

You can scheme, plan and play the games

you want, but get this straight:

If you ever endanger this station again,

my people will find you.

And the results will be most unpleasant.

Look on the bright side, Ambassador...

...from now on, whenever you raise a toast

to the good health of Babylon 5...

...I'll know you mean every word of it.

There we were,

a fleet so large it nearly eclipsed the sun.

Suddenly, we fell on them like a wave...

- ... falling upon a shore.

- Later.

Beep, beep.

"Beep, beep"?

It must be Earth humor.

Who can figure a species like that?

"Beep, beep. "

I'd say he took that pretty well.

Think they'll ever find

that transmitter on G'Kar?

No, because there isn't one.

There isn't? Wait...

I lied.

I figured if there were a transmitter,

sooner or later they'd find it and remove it.

But if I just told them there was,

they'd keep looking.

Indefinitely.

Do you have any idea of the tests

they'll do?

The things they'll do to try and find

a transmitter that's not there?

Yes.

Come on.

There are some days I just love this job.

Can I have your attention?

Will you all please join me

in welcoming to Babylon 5...

...our final representative...

...Ambassador Kosh, of the Vorlon Empire.

You left the reception.

I needed a little quiet to think.

Just before he died, the Minbari assassin

looked at me and said:

"There is a hole in your mind. "

An old Minbari insult.

Nothing you need worry about.

Maybe.

It's just there's a 24-hour period in my life

that I can't account for.

It happened during the war

with your people.

You wouldn't be holding anything

out on me, would you, old friend?

Commander,

I would never tell you anything...

...that was not in your best interest.

Well, we'll talk about this again,

one of these days.

Come on.

We should get back to the reception.

By the way,

there is something I've been wondering.

Why Babylon 5?

If the prior four stations

were lost or destroyed...

...why build another?

Plain, old, human stubbornness, I guess.

When something we value is destroyed,

we rebuild it.

If it's destroyed again, we rebuild it again.

And again...

...and again until it stays.

That, as our poet Tennyson once said,

is the goal:

"To strive, to seek, to find,

and not to yield. "

A poet?

Someone who writes poems.

A poem:
a story in meter or rhyme.

"There once was a man from Nantucket"

You've been talking to Garibaldi again,

haven't you?

Yes.

How did you know?

Just a wild guess.

Open all communications channels.

This is Lieutenant Commander

Laurel Takashima.

Our docking bays stand ready

to receive you.

Babylon 5 is open for business.

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