Midnight on the Firing Line (1994)
Watch Commander Ayla reporting for duty.
Wait. Picking up disturbance. Trying to get a fix.
Jump point forming in Sector 3.
Notify Centauri Prime. Fire, fire!
Tell them we're under attack. Tell them it's the-
Garibaldi, have you seen the commander? I've tried linking in, he's not responding.
In that case, he's in the Observation Dome.
How do you know?
Oh, right, you're new here.
He only turns off his link for 10 minutes a day.
And when he does, that's where you can find him.
But why? There's no traffic due in for a while the dome's on standby. No one's there.
Ah, Mr. Garibaldi.
Commander There's a problem.
All I'm asking is that you trust me. Trust you?
Londo, my brain will be five days dead before I ever trust a Centauri.
The first time we met you people, the first time we met any other civilization you told us you practically ran the entire galaxy.
What was it you said? "A huge empire."
Come on, public relations. Only that hasn't been true for almost 100 years.
Then you give us this line about how Earth is some lost Centauri tribe making us distant relatives.
Until we finally got our hands on some Centauri DNA and find out we're not related at all.
Appearances aside, we're two completely different species.
A clerical error.
A clerical error? Yes.
We thought your world was Beta 9. It was actually Beta 12.
Ok, we made a mistake. I'm sorry. Here, open my wrists.
Centauri don't have major arteries in their wrists.
Of course we don’t. What do you think, I'm stupid?
Do you know what your problem is, Mister Garibaldi? You're not a people person.
Ambassador! Ambassador Mister Garibaldi have you met my diplomatic staff?
Just arrived from the Homeworld. This is it.
Ambassador? Yes, Vir, what is it?
Our colony, Ragesh 3, our agricultural colony?
Yes, I know what it is. What about it?
It's under attack. No provocation, no warning.
They got through the minefields and now they're firing on anything that moves Fighters. Wave after wave after wave Who launched the attack? I don't know, no one does.
It was the dawn of the Third Age of mankind...
...10 years after the Earth-Minbari War.
The Babylon Project was a dream given form.
Its goal: to prevent another war by creating a place where humans and aliens could work out their differences peacefully.
It's a port of call, home away from home for diplomats, hustlers, entrepreneurs and wanderers.
Humans and aliens, wrapped in 2,500,000 tons of spinning metal, all alone in the night.
It can be a dangerous place.
But it's our last, best hope for peace.
This is the story of the last of the Babylon stations.
The year is 2258.
The name of the place is Babylon 5.
Commander Sinclair, as the official representative of the Centauri Republic I demand to know what information your government has concerning Ragesh 3.
We don't know anything more than you do.
We know it's been attacked, but that's all.
What have you heard from Centauri Prime? Nothing. I sent three messages.
No answer. No one is talking.
Ambassador, I just heard.
Yes, you have my sincere condolences for your losses.
You know nothing about this attack, G'Kar?
I'm as astonished as you are.
Can you tell us something about the colony.
There's nothing to tell.
It's an agricultural base. Strictly a civilian operation.
5000 colonists, they're practically unarmed.
I suggest we contact our governments and see what they know.
Then we'll call an emergency session of the council and the League of Non-Aligned Worlds.
We'll do whatever we can to help you.
Just got your message, what's up?
I'm picking up a long-range distress signal from a ship near the secondary jump point At first I was afraid it had something to do with the attack on Ragesh 3 but it's an Earth-registered ship. And the last distress signal mentioned Raiders.
I knew they'd be back sooner or later.
Ok I'll grab a fighter, check it out. Tell-
We just lost the signal.
Lt. Commander lvanova? Yes?
Talia Winters, licensed commercial telepath. Psi Corps rating P5.
I was assigned to Babylon 5 a few weeks ago.
Tell Fighter Jax to stand by for launch. I want those ships prepped and ready to go.
Psi Corps regulations require me to log in with the second in command.
I've tried to reach you three times, but I guess you've been busy.
I figured I'd try the direct approach.
Your diligence is commendable. Anything else?
No, I just-
Then you'll excuse me but I'm in the middle of 15 things.
All of them annoying Thank you for coming by.
Alright Delta 7, once we're in range of the distress call stay close until we know what's going on.
In other news, the race between incumbent Earth Alliance President Luis Santiago and challenger Marie Crane continues to tighten as election day nears.
Recent polls give incumbent Santiago...
...a five-point advantage over Crane.
Fade. Lieutenant commander?
Thought I'd see if there was any word from Earth Central on the Centauri problem.
No, and that worries me.
They've had plenty of time to digest the reports but so far, nothing.
Who do you think attacked the colony? The Narns? The Minbari?
Not the Minbari. It's not their way.
They're too honorable to pull something like this.
I'm surprised to hear you describe the Minbari that way.
After all, you fought them during the war.
Well, my father always told me the best way to understand someone is to fight him. Make him angry.
That's when you see the real person.
Was he also a pilot?
The Sinclairs have been fighter pilots all the way back to the Battle of Britain.
He taught me everything I know about flying. And combat.
He said to ignore the propaganda, focus on what you see.
I've never seen the Minbari fight dishonorably.
They'd never pull a sneak attack.
Any word yet on the election?
It's gonna be close. So, who are you voting for?
I think I'll vote for Marie Crane.
I do not like Santiago. I've always thought that a leader should have a strong chin.
He has no chin, and his vice president has several.
This, to me, is not a good combination.
Ambassador there's a coded signal coming in from Homeworld.
It's a relay from the monitoring station from Ragesh 3.
All right, let's see.
Jump point forming in Sector 3.
Great Maker. - Activating mines!
- All computers are down. Notify Centauri Prime.
Who would do this? Why? - We're under attack. Tell them it's the- Reverse image. Hold.
That is a Narn heavy fighter.
That bastard G'Kar. He said he knew nothing of this. G'Kar!
There she is.
Stripped to the bone. Life signs?
Negative. No survivors.
Check out the blast damage.
They hit this thing with something bigger than standard Raider guns.
We're talking major weaponry here.
I don't like it.
All right let's find the black box and get back to base.
Ah, Ambassador Mollari, please join me.
Would you like some spoo? It's quite fresh this week.
Fresh, is it?
You bastard. You won't get away with this.
We'll strike back and we'll strike back hard I assume you're referring to the attack on Ragesh 3 by our forces.
I just found out about it myself. I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation.
What reasonably explanation is there for the slaughter of unarmed civilians?
Curious, we wondered the same thing when you invaded our world.
The wheel turns, does it not Ambassador.
We should have wiped out your kind when we had the chance.
What happened, run out of small children to butcher?
You pig. Animal!
Let him go! If he wants to die, let him.
Listen to me ambassador, your time has come and gone!
It's our turn now. One night you'll wake up and find our teeth at your throat.
Sleep well, ambassador. Sleep lightly.
I apologize for the incident with G'Kar, commander.
It was a mistake. I will not repeat it.
I will kill him, though. Sooner or later. Somewhere.
My people, we have a way, you see.
We know how, and sometimes even when, we are going to die.
It comes in a dream.
In my dream, I am an old man. It's 20 years from now, and I am dying.
My hands wrapped around someone's throat, and his around mine.
We have squeezed the life out of each other.
The first time I saw G'Kar I recognized him as the one from the dream. It will happen.
20 years from now, we will die with our hands around each other's throats.
Twenty years is a long time.
Long enough for your people to come to an understanding.
Believe as you wish.
Twenty years from now, one of us will be wiser and older.
Or one of us will be dead. Who's to say?
Me, I need another drink.
I think we have a chance to put together a coalition against the Narn attack.
Good. The Narns have to be stopped. Now, while we still can.
Carn would want me to....
Carn is my nephew. He wanted to enter the Centauri military.
I told him it was a waste of his skills.
The truth is, I was afraid for him.
I wanted him someplace safe.
Away from all of this.
So I personally arranged for him to have a higher position as head researcher on Ragesh 3.
Tonight, I don't know if he is alive or dead.
Ambassador, I know this is hard for you.
But if this escalates into war, you'll give the Narns exactly what they want.
The chance to divide us so they can move in.
There are other ways.
Babylon 5 is here to help keep the peace.
On the issue of galactic peace I am long past innocence and fast approaching apathy.
It's all a game, a paper fantasy of names and borders.
Only one thing matters, commander. Blood.
It calls out for blood.
If Carn is dead, there will be war.
Today, tomorrow, the day after, it doesn't matter.
If it's the last thing I do, if it's the last breath I take... there will be war.
This, I swear to you, commander. This, I swear.
You eat like a starving man.
Seeing death has a way of doing that to me.
There were 15 bodies on that ship we found.
I mean what's going on around here?
We've got a war breaking out on Ragesh 3, pirates at work over here.
You ask me, the universe is going to hell in a handbasket.
You fill in the commander yet?
The report's on his desk.
This makes the third time in a month Raiders hit a ship in this sector.
They're bolder. And a lot more powerful.
The weapons they hit the supply ship with are bigger than anything the Raiders have ever used before.
Any idea where they'll hit next? Not yet.
Thing is, transport routes are kept secret so they can avoid being attacked like this.
Sounds like there's a leak. I'm checking into it now Good. Keep me informed.
Ambassador Kosh, Commander Sinclair. Can I see you?
You weren't at the council room earlier I wanted to make sure you knew about the emergency session.
We may need your help to push through sanctions.
Does your government have a position on the current situation?
Will you attend the emergency meeting?
They are alone.
They are a dying people. We should let them pass.
Who? The Narn or the Centauri?
You're sitting at my station, using my equipment.
Is there a reason for this, or to save time should I just go ahead snap your hands off at the wrist?
All incoming ships log their flight path through your console.
So I'm back tracking find out which company sold the routes to those supply ships.
Do you have any leads? Possible. Possible.
Ambassador? What do you want?
The council meeting. The emergency session.
The council can go to hell, and the emergency session can go to hell.
And you, you can go to hell too.
I wouldn't want you to feel left out.
Londo, why are you doing this?
Because we are a race of lunatics and cowards.
I finally received word from our glorious leaders.
Do you know what that convention of genetic defectives have decided to do about the attack on Ragesh 3?
Probably they- After full consideration of the situation, the great Centauri Republic the lion of the galaxy will do nothing.
Because Ragesh 3 is too far, too small, too unimportant... to risk a confrontation.
And besides, by the time our ships got there....
Besides, by the time our ships got there everyone would be dead anyways.
No, Londo, please. No.
Damn all of them!
Does that mean we cancel the council meeting?
No, listen to me. You will not repeat a word of this.
We have heard nothing. Is that clear?
If we can get the others to step in perhaps we can embarrass those idiots back home into doing something.
Do you understand?
But, if they find out that we've lied, then we're in big trouble.
Do you understand?
Absolutely, absolutely understand.
Destination? Blue 14.
Mr. Garibaldi, may I ask you a question?
I've tried twice to talk to Lt. Commander lvanova and I don't know if it's me or her, but I can't get through.
I can't imagine what it is I've done to upset her.
Well Unlike me, the Lt. Commander takes a while to warm up to people.
Especially when she's working.
Tell you what, when she gets off duty at 1800 hours she stops by the casino to wind down.
That might be a good time to talk to her.
All right, I'll try it. Thanks.
Afterward, if you like, you can stop by my quarters and I can show you my favorite thing in the whole universe.
Okay, okay, my second favorite thing in the universe.
I see we have similar habits.
Before going into battle, I also need to walk in the green for a moment.
We've recently managed to restore a few forests on my world.
It was all green, of course, before the Centauri stripped it bare.
And now you plan to return the favor.
Is that it?
I will confess that I look forward to the day when we have cleansed the universe of the Centauri and carved their bones into little flutes for Narn children.
It is a dream I have.
Be careful Ambassador. Not every dream I've heard lately ends well for you.
In our position, you would do the same.
Our two worlds, our two species are more alike than you might think.
I would remind you that we were one of the few who would supply you with the weapons you needed in your war with the Minbari.
We supported you. You owe us.
Not a chance. You didn't support anyone.
Narns will sell to anyone who can afford the credits.
But I'll give you points on one thing, Ambassador We are alike in one respect.
We've had plenty of experience with sneak attacks.
Pearl Harbor, the terrorist nuking of San Diego, the destruction of our first Mars colony.
It's a long and bloody history.
Do you know what we learned from it?
That the sneak attack is the first resort of a coward.
Just a minute.
You didn't even have the decency to pick a military target.
A poorly-armed civilian colony.
What a challenge that must have been to the great Narn military.
What's wrong, ambassador? Don't have the guts for a fair fight?
In another place, I would have you skinned alive for saying that.
You want me, you know where to find me.
See you in council, ambassador.
Commander We got trouble. I worked out how the Raiders operate.
The shipping companies buy access to the jumpgates in bulk, then sell it on the open market One company sold the routes for all the supply ships that have been hit.
Turns out their data crystals suddenly just blew out last month.
Flatlined the whole system.
Sounds like someone cracked their data bank.
Only one ship booked before the data crash hasn't been attacked yet.
My guess is they'll hit it in six hours when it comes out of hyperspace.
Not much time. No, but here's the tough part.
The ship's technically a supply vessel alright but this time it got booked by a refugee export service.
There are 500 men, women and children on that ship.
If the Raiders get there before we do, they're dead.
You have got the entire Senate up in arms over this, Commander.
You've exceeded your authority.
If we don't stop the Narn aggression, they'll just keep coming.
The only way to do that is to get the council to authorize military intervention.
I am asking you again to delay the vote.
And I'd like to be able to see you when I talk to you. Commander Dammit don't you realize that we've got an election in less than 24 hours?
Senator, colonists are dying out there. That's not the issue.
We just came out of one war, Commander. What are you trying to do, start another?
The Earth Alliance can't go around being the galaxy's policemen.
They want to fight it out, let 'em.
Just keep us out of it at least till after the election.
If you can't postpone the meeting, then I am authorized by the subcommittee to tell you to abstain.
Earth has to take a neutral position.
But that will damage the Centauri case.
If we pull out, others might do the same.
Not our problem. Those are your instructions. This discussion is concluded.
Just an update on that other matter, Commander.
Delta flight is standing by ready to intercept the Raiders.
Well I hope they're loaded for bear.
From what Garibaldi says the Raiders are packing some pretty big guns and-
That might be it. Tell Garibaldi to stand down I'm taking his place with Delta flight.
Should I postpone the council meeting?
No. Look, if I'm at that meeting I'll have to do something I don't want to do.
So let it go on without me.
You can take my place on the council.
Don't worry, it's all on the agenda.
Just take the vote, and see what everyone wants to do.
Any other instructions, commander?
Lots of them.
Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find you before I left so you never heard about any orders from Earth Central.
The last thing you heard, we were voting for sanctions. Clear?
Yes, sir. Clear as crystal.
Preparing for jump.
All ships stay in formation when we come out the other side.
Delta 7, you're my wingman.
Confirmed, Delta leader.
This meeting of the Babylon 5 council and the League of Non-Aligned Worlds is called to order.
We are convened to vote on sanctions against the Narn regime.
Our options include the imposition of planetary blockade-
If it please the council.... Ambassador G'Kar-
I would like to remind the council that before the Centauri Republic invaded our sector and began their 100-year reign of terror, Ragesh 3 was a Narn colony.
Now that we are free of the invaders, it is our right to reclaim it.
We recognize the prior claim.
But the reality is that Ragesh 3 has been Centauri property for over a century.
To start a war over blood spilled so long ago....
Where does it end?
You kill them, and take their land, they kill you and take the land back.
On and on and on. A cycle of hatred.
Justice, not hatred. We have no desire to start a war.
All right, check instrumentation. Keep scanning on all frequencies.
This sector is the last transfer point for the refugees If the Raiders will hit anywhere, this has gotta be it.
High-energy weapons discharge noted at coordinates 520 by 16 by 92.
Magnifying. Confirm sighting.
Full thrusters. Maintain formation until contact, then break and attack.
Our forces came for the peaceful liberation of Ragesh 3.
We did not fire first, and I can prove it.
I direct your attention to the monitors.
We are about to receive a live broadcast from Ragesh 3.
I believe it may clarify the debate.
My name is Carn Mollari.
I am head researcher and project director for the Ragesh 3 agricultural colony.
The nephew, I would add, of our own esteemed Ambassador Londo Mollari.
In the last six months, there have been violent outbreaks created by division among our many colonists.
We asked for help from Centauri Prime. There was no reply.
Faced with chaos and anarchy, the Ragesh 3 Administrative Council asked for assistance from the neighboring Narn regime.
That's not true.
We have chosen of our own free will to ally ourselves with the Narn government.
We will, of course, maintain social and economic ties to Homeworld in the interest of continued peace.
This is Carn Mollari, Ragesh 3 signing off.
Don't you understand? Can't you see what they're trying to do?
They forced him to read that statement.
I'm sure they threatened to kill him. It's a lie!
If you want to talk about lies Ambassador, what about your lie of omission?
Is it not true that your own world has voted against taking actions in response to the liberation of Ragesh 3?
Then why have you asked this council to take actions that even your own government considers inappropriate?
This council should not be used to carry out your own personal vendettas.
I move that this council now vote to dismiss all charges against the Narn regime.
Is there a second?
Please call the vote.
This is Commander Jeffery Sinclair of Babylon 5 to raiding party.
Surrender your vessels or be destroyed.
Repeat, surrender your vessels or be destroyed.
I assume I can take that as a no.
And cut velocity... now.
Delta leader, Raiders are breaking off. Do we pursue and continue attack?
Negative, the cruiser's hit. We can't afford to leave it alone.
Deltas 2 through 6 plus 8, assume escort position and ferry her back to base.
Deltas 7 and 9, with me. Roger, Delta leader.
Activate long-range scanners, wideband search for transmissions.
Commander, aren't we heading the wrong way?
The Raiders went in the opposite direction.
Exactly, which is what I'd do if I wanted to decoy fighters away from a command and control ship.
Picking up transmissions.
A C&C transport that looks a lot... like that.
Blood calls out for blood.
Oh, excuse me.
Oh, I'm sorry.
If you'll excuse me.
Ambassador. Ambassador, no!
Londo? Mr. Garibaldi.
I have to talk to you.
You'll excuse me, another time.
What's wrong with now? You have someplace special to go?
Mr. Garibaldi, get out of my way.
No, I can't do that.
Go back to your quarters Londo.
Don't force me to make this official. No!
I don't wanna do it...
...but lay one finger a weapon, and I'll kill you where you stand.
You don't understand. Yes, I do.
I understand better than you'll ever know.
I know it burns, Londo.
I know the things it makes you wanna do, but this isn't the way.
Not now and not here.
He's my blood, my nephew.
But if you kill G'Kar, none of those colonists will get out alive.
You have to know that.
Well, it seems I'm still on target for my appointment 20 years from now.
What appointment? It's a long story.
Perhaps another time.
In one hour, I'm going to have check your quarters for weapons.
Make sure I don't find anything.
Just now, would you really have killed me?
Yes. Yes, I would have.
But I'm just as glad I didn't have to. The paperwork's a pain in the butt.
I understand there's a problem?
I'm afraid there is, ambassador, and I'm afraid it's you.
We managed to drive the Raiders out of this sector, at least for now.
But look what I found on the command and control ship.
I kept wondering where the Raiders were getting their heavy weapons.
Then I thought about our conversation.
Narns will sell to anyone who can afford to pay.
Just like they did during the war.
Your government always provides an advisor to show how to operate the weapons and to make sure they aren't resold to a third party.
When we tracked the Raiders' command and control ship, we disabled her went aboard and found your friend here.
And that's not all.
When the ship docked and we went inside, we found these data crystals.
They contain reports the captain here monitored between Ragesh 3 and Narn Central Command.
They confirm everything Ambassador Mollari said about the attack on the Centauri colony that it was unprovoked.
And that the invitation was made at the point of a gun.
Now, it seems to me that you have two choices.
Tell your forces on Ragesh 3 to withdraw...
...or we bring this evidence to the council.
Your choice. Ambassador.
Great sell, this should make Londo a happy man.
Not to mention Earth Central. We did it without sanctions and the polls haven't even closed.
The polls, I almost forgot to vote. Better get going.
Then it's a quiet evening at my place and my second favorite thing in the universe.
Assuming I can find someone to share it with.
Garibaldi, I don't even wanna know.
...incumbent President Luis Santiago leads by Marie Crane 12 percent...
...though outlying regions may favor the challenger.
Here you go, ma'am. Thank you.
I wanted to thank you for your help this afternoon the situation with the Centauri ambassador.
Oh, it was an accident really.
I've been trained to block out casual thoughts but when you hit something that powerful...
I feel I should explain my behavior earlier. I was rude.
It's all right.
I just wanted to know if it was me.
It's what you represent.
My mother was like you, a telepath.
None of us ever knew, it was her secret since she was a girl.
She wasn't trained, she was never able to use it well.
Well that's why we have the Psi Corps, to help telepaths.
Bring out their talents to the fullest.
Yes, I imagine that's what they told you.
Were you raised by the Corps?
Here you go.
Then you never had to make the choice.
When they discover what you are, they give you three choices.
You can either join the Psi Corps or go to prison.
Or agree to take certain drugs for the rest of your life.
Drugs that inhibit your telepathic abilities.
That's the law.
Unregistered telepaths have to be controlled in order to protect the privacy of others.
Have you ever seen the results?
They caught up with my mother on her 35th birthday.
She didn't want to join the Corps, didn't want to go to prison.
So they gave her the treatment.
For 10 years, a man in a grey suit came to the door once a week.
And he gave her the injections.
They were strong. Terribly strong.
Every day we just watched her drift further and further away from us.
The light in her eyes just went out bit by bit.
And when we thought she could go no further... she took her own life.
What happened back then is not your fault.
But it's part of what you are.
And yet you're as much of a victim as my mother.
I don't feel like a victim.
And so far I cannot tell if that is good or bad.
Perhaps tomorrow we can start out on better terms.
I very much doubt it.
The only remaining source is on Planet X, somewhere in this area.
And you want me to find Planet X? Is that it?
Can you do it, Dodgers?
This is my second favorite thing in the universe.
...around outer space like Duck Dodgers... in the 24th-and-a-half century.
God, I love this stuff.
Explain this part to me again.
Had the silly thing in reverse.
With 70 percent of the vote tallied we are declaring incumbent President Luis Santiago the victor over challenger Marie Crane.
Santiago's campaign was based on a promised to cut the budget and to keep Earth out of war.
His agenda for the coming term includes creating a closer relationship with the Mars colony and a greater emphasis on preserving Earth cultures in the face of growing non-Terran influences.
Lights and good night.
Commander, there's a problem.