Un gruppo di Ranger a bordo di una piccola nave spaziale deve vedersela con un potente nemico.
Dulann: We are Rangers. We walk in the dark places no others will enter.
Sindell: We do not break away from combat.
Dulann: We stand on the bridge and no one may pass.
Sindell: We do not retreat, whatever the reason.
Dulann: We live for the One, we die for the One.
Bridges: In Valen's name!
Martell: We live for the One, we die for the One. But we don't die stupidly.
G'Kar: Impressive, aren't they?
Sindell: Impressive is not exactly the word I was searching for, G'Kar.
G'Kar: Ominous, perhaps? No, menacing?
Sindell: We have been a space-faring race for over a thousand years, yet we know nothing about this race. It is as if they came out of nowhere.
G'Kar: I imagine the Humans felt that way when they first saw your ships.
Sindell: We were hardly menacing.
G'Kar: Of course. So that whole Earth-Minbari war was just a... silly rumor?
G'Kar: I'll do whatever I can. Discreetly, of course.
Sindell: I know your reputation, G'Kar. "Discreet" is not in your vocabulary. So please, consider any closed door you encounter an open one.
Sindell: One of the Anla-shok has acted inappropriately and must be punished. Perhaps even exiled.
G'Kar: What was his crime?
Sindell: Staying alive.
G'Kar: Curious. Until now, I hadn't known it was a crime.
Dulann: Size is not everything.
Martell: Yeah, I've heard that before.
Dulann: So I am informed.
Cantrell: The weapons systems were down. What the hell were we supposed to do, look really mean and hope the bad guys surrendered?
Martell: You know, this could be trouble.
Dulann: When you are involved, I expect nothing less.
Sindell: Anla-shok David Martell, it is the judgement of this Council that you violated our most sacred principle: that we do not break away from combat, that we do not retreat, whatever the reason. So, it is with great personal sadness and reluctance that I remove you...
G'Kar: May I also speak? You said I should consider any closed door open. So I did. This... situation caught my interest, and I decided to look into it. As I understand it, this Human is here today because he chose to preserve the lives of his crew, instead of fighting an impossible battle and getting them all killed, a violation of Minbari tradition.
Sindell: That is correct.
G'Kar: We live for the One, we die for the One, all that.
G'Kar: Interesting that you place all your emphasis on the second half of that sentence. Is it not just as honorable to live for the One as it is to die? It doesn't just say we die. It says we live. Dying is not honorable. It only relieves you of an even greater obligation.
Sindell: His actions have led other Rangers into dissention.
G'Kar: Indeed. They put their lives and their careers at risk for his sake. I have met very few who can foster that kind of loyalty. One, in particular comes to mind. Stubborn, difficult, fractious, annoying, independent, and willful.
Sindell: And what happened to him?
G'Kar: He became the President of this Alliance, of which the Anla-shok are part.
Martell: G'Kar, what did you tell them?
G'Kar: Four true things.
Martell: That's all?
G'Kar: You try finding one true thing in this economy!
Martell: You trying to start another war?
Dulann: Humans start wars. Minbari finish them.
Dulann: I understand Tannier was given command of the Valen today. Was that your head? However did that happen?
Martell: Come up here and I'll show you.
Dulann: The star reminds us that we are born of the stars. We live in starlight. We die in starlight. We come from the stars in life, and we return to the stars in death. When we are done, the star should be placed in the heart of the ship, where it shall remain for as long as we do. Your name. Your place. Your truth.
Cantrell: Sarah Cantrell of Mars. Weapons and tactical combat specialist. I live to serve. I serve to live.
Tafeek: Tafeek of Minbar. Political and first contact specialist. I come to the stars by a difficult road.
Sasaki: Kitaro Sasaki of Earth. Navigations, communications, and translation specialist. I'm just really glad to be here, sir.
Firell: Firell of Minbar. Healer. My heart speaks quietly and infrequently.
Bridges: Malcolm Bridges of Beta Colony. Infiltration and covert operations specialist. In dreams, I never see my face.
Na'Feel: Na'Feel of Narn. Engines, environment, and weapons support. I... understand nobody else would have me.
Tirk: Tirk. Drazi. I carry very large things. I... I... Tirk. Drazi.
Dulann: Dulann of Minbar. Shok'Na'Li. First officer. My life to the Shok'Na.
Martell: David Martell. No place in particular. Shok'Na. Captain. I'm looking for something.
Dulann: We are Rangers. We walk in the dark places no others will enter. We stand on the bridge and no one may pass. We live for the One. We die for the One.
Cantrell: Today's a good day to die.
Martell: Oh, with you every day's a good day to die.
G'Kar: Minister Kafta, this ship is being held together by little pieces of wire and good intentions. If we land in this condition, assuming we do not have an unpleasant encounter with the ground on the way down, I doubt very much they could take off again. They would be trapped with us. And the ship looking for them would find it, find them, find us, find you. A brilliant cascade of cause and effect. Isn't the universe an amazing place? I wouldn't live anywhere else!
Tirk: Citizen G'Kar. Captain Martell would like to speak with you.
G'Kar: Of course. Love to stay. Can't. Have to go. Kiss kiss. Love love. Bye.
Drazi: Your name is Tirk, isn't it?
Delenn: That isn't a Drazi name.
Tirk: My mother created it. She says it means: "Don't touch me. I'm not having another child after this, ever!"
G'Kar (a Martell): Every space-faring race has two things in common. First, they all have a food identical to what Humans call Swedish Meatballs. Don't ask. I don't understand it. It's just there. And they all share a myth about a time when ancient dark forces prowled the universe, only to be cast down or cast away by an even greater force.
Dulann: Someone sold them out, betrayed them.
Martell: I'm going outside. I need some fresh air.
Cantrell: There's nothing outside but hard vacuum.
Sasaki: Ok. I'm parking the ship right here, and we're not leaving until somebody tells me what the hell just happened here.
Martell: Rumor has it, you spent the last few years just wandering around the galaxy.
G'Kar: Yes, with a friend. She's gone now. It was a... well, there are no words, really. There are things out there beyond imagination, and I have a rather healthy imagination.
G'Kar: I shall get my bags. Are you coming aboard?
Martell: No. No, we have to get back. You know, actually, I've never seen it before. Maybe next time, we'll stop over for a few days.
G'Kar: You should. It's... quite a place. A place of good times, and bad, of pain and growth. But in the end, a place a great hope. But if you ever do come aboard, remember one thing: no one there is exactly what he seems. But then, who is?
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