She has separated from her mother. Please find her.
[looks around, somewhat lost] How?
[to Lennier] Faith manages.
[turning to Markab girl] What is her name?
Mama.
[Delenn turns and looks at Lennier again]
Faith manages.
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She has separated from her mother. Please find her.
[looks around, somewhat lost] How?
[to Lennier] Faith manages.
[turning to Markab girl] What is her name?
Mama.
[Delenn turns and looks at Lennier again]
Faith manages.
[dying] I'm sorry, old friend. I don't think I can stay any longer. Will you give my love to...
[after the isolation zone is reopened and all the Markab are found dead]
John...John...
[he holds her close as she sobs and wails for the dead]
What happens next time?
What happens? What happens is that we honor the memory of those who are no longer with us by using what we have learned to save others. To exercise faith and patience and charity. To reach out to those who are afraid. If we can do that, then their passing will have had meaning and we will grow from it.
[At a Universe Today vendor station, Delenn haughtily dismisses humans' fascination with the press.]
Back home, when there is something you need to know, you are told just what you require and no more.
. . .
... Minbari respect the privacy of others by not prying into their affairs. To express undue curiosity--
Unable to insert "Eye on Minbari" section. Do you wish to accept edition anyway?
Uh... yes, yes I do.
"Eye on Minbari"?
It is good to know what your people are thinking and saying about my people. And, uh...[grins] I often learn things about my own world before I'm told "what I need to know and no more".
[Lyta has tested all high- and medium-ranking station personnel -- but one -- for the traitor's psychic trigger.]
The further you go from the center of power, the less likely it is we're going to find the person that we're looking for.
[She pointedly turns and looks at Ivanova.]
I suggest you move those eyes somewhere else...while you still have them.
[Lyta pays Kosh a visit.]
I'm back. I can't stay. The Captain's made sure I can get away before the Psi Cops get here, but--I had to see you again, before my ship leaves. I never told them. I never told anyone. I hid it all away in the smallest, tiniest corner of my mind. They could've killed me and they still wouldn't have found it! Only at night, alone, would I open that small door in my mind where I kept the memory of you and listen to your voice--listen to you sing me to sleep. I hope I can come back again, but I don't know. Until then--Kosh--I want to see you again, just one more time before I go.
[Kosh's suit opens, and Lyta is bathed in bright white light.]
[Londo learns of Refa's plan to use mass drivers to assault the Narn homeworld.]
Mass drivers? They have been outlawed by every civilized planet!
These are uncivilized times.
We have treaties!
Ink on a page!
[Draal tells Delenn and Sheridan about what he's discovered using the Great Machine.]
Since taking up residence in the heart of this machine, I have explored its secrets, learned, and discovered that I can look into distant worlds, see and hear things you cannot begin to imagine! Along the way, I've learned some things about you, Captain! The loss of your wife--I know Delenn has told you about the coming darkness. And lately I've learned about your role in, shall we say, a "conspiracy of light" aimed at your own government?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Yes, you do! Please, Captain, don't worry. Your secret is safe with me. They would have to dig down three miles into the surface of this planet to learn what I know, and no one who tried would survive the attempt! And now I have seen enough! I said a year ago that this place was to be left alone until the time was right. That time has arrived. Now that I know the full capabilities of this place, I am prepared to place them at your disposal!
Are you proposing an alliance?
One of the first! There will be more to come. This has been a hard and trying year for you, Captain Sheridan. It might be helpful for you to know that you are not alone, and that in the long, twilight struggle which lies ahead of us, there is the possibility of hope.
[Londo demands that "Citizen" G'Kar be removed from further Council meetings. G'Kar rises to go.]
No dictator, no invader can hold an imprisoned population by force of arms forever. There is no greater power in the universe than the need for freedom. Against that power, governments and tyrants and armies cannot stand. The Centauri learned this lesson once. We will teach it to them again. Though it take a thousand years, we will be free.
[Sebastian, the Vorlons' Inquisitor, surveys the Zocalo]
Nothing changes. Corruption, immorality, chaos.
[after a grueling interrogation of Delenn, Sebastian turns his attention on Sheridan]
You said you didn't have to answer any of my questions. But there's no reason to exclude you from our deliberations. You're linked at the hip, just as bad as she is. But you're not just a dreamer. You're a soldier! How far are you prepared to go? How much are you prepared to risk? How many people are you prepared to sacrifice for victory? Are you willing to die friendless, alone, deserted by everyone? Because that's what may be required of you in the war that is to come!
Go to Hell!
This is Hell, Captain, and you are its chief damned soul. What about the people you work with, the people you call friends? Are you willing to sacrifice them? What about your family? [He zaps Sheridan with his cane.] What about your God? [Another zap.] What about truth? [Zap.] What about blood? [Zap.] What about right? [Zap.] What about wrong? [Zap.] What about your future? [Zap.] What about faith? [Zap.] What about sin? [Zap.] What about Hell? [Zap.] What about death? [Zap.] What about etern...
ENOUGH! Your quarrel is with me! You were sent to investigate me! Let him go! If you want to take someone, then take me!
If I fall, another will take my place, and another, and another.
But your great cause!
This is my cause--Life! One life or a billion, it's all the same!
Then you make the sacrifice willingly? No fame. No armies or banners or cities to celebrate your name. You will die alone and unremarked and forgotten.
This body is only a shell. You cannot touch me, you cannot harm me. I'm not afraid.
[after Delenn offers to sacrifice herself for Sheridan, who's being tortured by Sebastian]
You can go. You've passed, both of you.
Passed what?
How do you know the Chosen Ones? "No greater love hath a man than he lay down his life for his brother." Not for millions...not for glory...not for fame. For one person, in the dark, where no one will ever know or see. I have been in the service of the Vorlons for centuries, looking for you. Diogenes with his lamp, looking for an honest man willing to die for all the wrong reasons. At last, my job is finished. Yours is just beginning. When the darkness comes, know this: You are the right people, in the right place, at the right time.
Mr...Sebastian, I did a little digging, based on what you told me. The records confirm you lived on Earth in the year 1888. The records also indicate that you vanished, suddenly, without a trace on November 11th, 1888. That's a very interesting date, Mr. Sebastian. The morning after the last of a string of murders in the East End.
The city was drowning in decay. Chaos. Immorality. A message needed to be sent, etched in blood for all the world to see. A warning. In the pursuit of my holy cause, I...did things. Terrible things. Unspeakable things. The world condemned me, but it didn't matter because I believed I was right and the world was wrong. I believed I was the divine messenger. I believed I was...
Chosen?
[after a pause] I was...found by the Vorlons. They showed me the terrible depth of my mistake, my crimes, my...presumption. I have done four hundred years of penance and service, a job for which they said I was ideally suited. Now, perhaps, they will finally let me die.
I think that might be wise.
[turning to board a Vorlon transport] Good luck to you in your holy cause, Captain Sheridan. May your choices have better results than mine. Remembered not as a messenger, remembered not as a reformer, not as a prophet, not as a hero...not even as Sebastian. Remembered only...as Jack.
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