Londo: (opening narration) I was there, at the Dawn of the Third Age of Mankind. It began in the Earth year 2257, at the founding of the last of the Babylon stations, located deep in neutral space. It was a port of call for refugees, smugglers, businessmen, diplomats and travellers from a hundred worlds. It could be a dangerous place. We accepted the risk because Babylon 5 was our last, best hope for peace. Babylon 5 was a dream given form, a dream of a galaxy without war, where species from different worlds could live side by side in mutual respect. Babylon 5 was the last of the Babylon stations.This is its story.
Commander Sinclair: Guerra, you know the rules about crossing species. Stick with the list.
Guerra: What are you, a bigot or something?
Commander Sinclair: No, but, obviously, you've never met an Arnessian before. After they finish, they eat their mate.
Lyta: One last thing, Commander. Why is it called Babylon Five?
Sinclair: Babylons 1, 2 and 3 were sabotaged and destroyed. Number 4 vanished without a trace 24 hours after it becoming operational. To this day, no one knows what happened to it.
Delenn: This is from your world?
Commander Sinclair: It's a Japanese Stone Garden...since we need so much land for hydroponic crops and oxygen reclaimation, setting this aside was tough. One of the designers called it "a pool for zen skinnydipping: all you can do is think about doing it."
Delenn: On my world, there are books -- thousands of pages -- on the power of one mind to change the universe. But none say it as clearly as this [Japanese Stone Garden].
Delenn: Do you not have files on the Vorlons?
Commander Sinclair: Absolutely. Very large files. There's nothing in them, of course....How much do you have?
Delenn: More than you, it would seem...Naturally, it's all classified.
Commander Sinclair: (smirks) Naturally.
Delenn: (holding out a data card) Here is a copy of everything I have. It may be of use. If anyone asks, say "it fell from the sky."
(She smiles at his stunned lack of response as he takes it)
Delenn: I imagine I would be quite astonished by this breach of security.
Commander Sinclair: Why? I mean, the war between us has been over for almost ten years but there are still a lot of people on either side who'd hang both of us for this kind of...
Delenn: (interrupting, pleasantly mysterious) Commander. You know everything about your Stone Garden. But clearly, you have not spent nearly enough time looking at it. Good day.
G'Kar: Why won't you accept the facts? Who was the only one of us missing from the welcome party when Kosh arrived? Londo Mollari!!
Delenn: And why would the Centauri Republic want to kill Ambassador Kosh?
G'Kar: What better way to prop up a fading empire than to start a war? They've been trying to join forces with the Earth Alliance for years. A mutual enemy would serve that purpose very well!
Delenn: And if your assumption is correct, and Mollari is the assassin, what would you suggest?
G'Kar: An alliance, between our governments. Yours is the oldest of the five federations, ours is the youngest. Technologically you are centuries ahead of everyone else. We have unlimited manpower and the will to use it! Can you imagine what we could achieve together?
Delenn: I can. Which is why it must never be allowed to happen.
Delenn: Your perceptions are colored by your history with the Centauri. As former slaves of that government, you would seize any opportunity to raise a force against them!
G'Kar: We were never slaves!! Our world was invaded, our people...
Delenn: The word was ill-chosen. My apologies. But my decision stands. (dismissively) Thank you, for coming, Ambassador...
G'Kar: (enraged) Raaaah! I should have known better than to waste my time! You're even worse than the Centauri! They are beyond the dream of conquest! But you!! You had the Earth Alliance on its knees!! One more stroke, and you would have defeated them! But you surrendered. Why?
Delenn: We had our reasons.
Garibaldi: Who'd want to kill the ambassador?
Londo: Mr. Garibaldi. It's a big universe. If I knew who did it, I would tell you. I'm not here to make trouble. Do you know why I am here...? I'm here to grovel before your wonderful Earth Alliance, in the hopes of attaching ourselves to your destiny, like... what are those fish called on your planet that attach themselves to sharks?
Londo: Yes. You make very good sharks, Mr. Garibaldi. We were pretty good sharks ourselves, once... but somehow, along the way, we forgot how to bite.There was a time when this whole quadrant belonged to us! What are we now, twelve worlds and a thousand monuments to past glories... living off memories, and stories.Selling trinkets. My God, man... we've become a tourist attraction.
Laurel Takashima: We understand your concerns...
Lyta: Do you? It takes years to train for a P5 classification, and half of those who try burn out or end up vegetables. I'm not going to throw all that away.
(Sinclair has just told Ambassador G'Kar that he has implanted a nanotech location transmitter in G'Kar's body)
Garibaldi: Think they'll ever find that transmitter you slipped G'Kar?
Commander Sinclair: Noooo. Because there isn't one.
Garibaldi: There isn't? Wait...
Commander Sinclair: 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.
Garibaldi: Commander, do you have any idea of the tests they'll put him through, the things they'll do to him, trying to find a transmitter that's not there?
Commander Sinclair: Yes. (smiles wickedly) Come on.
(Sinclair walks away)
Garibaldi: There are some days I just love this job...