B5 508 - Secrets of the Soul

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PRN: 508
EPN: 95
TUS: 04/03/1998
TIT: 15/06/2002
DEU: Ein sterbendes Volk
ESP: Secretos del alma
FRA: Secrets de l'âme
ITA: I segreti dell'anima
STO: J. Michael Straczynski
REG: Tony Dow
GUE: Byron Robin Atkin Downes
  Kirrin Fiona Dwyer
  Peter Jack Hannibal
  Carl Stuart McLean
  Ambasciatrice Tal Jana Robbins
  Teppista Roger Hewlett
  Guardia della Sicurezza Skip Stellrecht
  Capitano drazi William Scudder


Dei nuovi telepati si uniscono al gruppo di Byron. Franklin inizia a lavorare al suo nuovo incarico.

 

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Franklin: That's why we're all here: to better understand one another and treat each other with sympathy and compassion, commodities which are all too often in short supply.

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Zack: Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's the right place, but this is getting out of hand. How many more of you people are coming here?
Byron: How many angels can dance on the head of a pin? That question baffled religious thinkers for centuries, until someone finally hit upon the answer: How many angels can dance on the head of a pin? As many as want to. How many of my brother and sister telepaths are coming? As many as want to.

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Zack: You don't understand.
Lyta: No, I understand, Zack. I understand plenty. You and the others needed my help during the Shadow War, and I did that. I put my life on the line, and what did I get? You were going to boot me into smaller quarters because I couldn't afford anything better? The only way I got out of that was to rejoin the Psi Corps, and you don't even want to know the deal I had to make to pull that one off.
Zack: Lyta...
Lyta: I'm not finished. After all that, you had the nerve to ask me to risk my life a second time during the civil war back home, and, stupid me, I did it. And what did I get out of that? Nothing, nada, zip, zilch. I got no life, no hope, no prospects. Now along comes Byron. And for the first time in a long while, I feel like someone actually cares about what happens to me.
Zack: I care what happens to you, Lyta.
Lyta: Yeah, well, maybe that's true. But talk is cheap, Zack. Byron is putting his life on the line to create something for his people. And I'm one of them. He's given us back a sense of dignity and community. I'm proud of that, and I'm proud of him.

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Byron (a Lyta): No tyranny has ever really lasted. No government based on violence has endured. Sooner or later, they all fall. We're here to build a new life for ourselves, a home among the stars. Would you build a home on a foundation you knew would not last?

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Byron: Do you know what you are?
Lyta: What?
Byron: A B.C.F.M.O, a Brightly Colored, Fast-Moving Object. You don't just walk into a room. You blaze in and blaze out again, like a comet. There's much more to you than meets the eye.
Lyta: If you only knew.

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Lyta: Byron, the Vorlons changed me. More than you could possibly know. I don't know what it'll do once you get past my barriers and I get past yours. It could burn you.
Byron: Then let it burn.

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Byron: It was the Vorlons.
Lyta: Yes.
Byron: They created telepaths on a hundred worlds. Interfered with their genetic development. Took people from their homeworlds and adjusted them over the course of the centuries.
Lyta: Yes.
Byron: Because they needed telepaths in their war against the Shadows. Needed us as cannon fodder.
Lyta: Yes.
Byron: We would be normal. We would have lives. We would be able to walk and live and work among normals without fear of persecution if the Vorlons had not interfered with our normal development. We were made for their benefit, to save them. We were told that our abilities were our gift and our curse, and that we were somehow responsible for it. But we're not. We're not.

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