Carrie Dobro As Dr. Harrison
Kathryn Cressida As Kat
Michael McKenzie As Man
Aubrey Morris As Duncan
Donald Willis As Trader
Eric Steinberg As Samuel
Ross Gottstein As Vendor
Wylie Small As Jacque Lee
Synopsis: David Corwin is promoted to full lieutenant, and Ivanova is enlisted to find where his loyalties lie. A symbiotic race has been joining with some lurkers, which prompts an investigation from Marcus and Franklin.
Garibaldi: See people here get flaky sometimes Babylon 5 is like that. When you been around longer you’ll understand.
Marcus: The gracious Duncan, asleep by the gate. Methinks I hear a voice cry, Sleep no more. Marcus does murder sleep. Duncan: You’re a madman you know.
Garibaldi: No crimes have been commited here, Marcus, I have nothing to go on. Marcus: Nothing? Really? How odd! All this time I thought I’ve been expressing a rational and reasonable concern about the fact that an increasingly large number of people in down below aren’t acting normally. Garibaldi: If they were normal, they wouldn’t be in Down Below. Marcus: Well, thank you, Mr. Garibaldi, one of the leading minds of the fourteenth century. Have we no workhouses? Have we no prisons? Mr. Marley here would like a word with you, he’s the fellow in the chains! Ignore the moans, it’s just gas. Garibaldi: Don’t you ever shut up? Marcus: Not until I get what I want. Why, do you think silent meditation would work better? Garibaldi: Ivanova’s right. You are a pain in the ass.
Franklin: Marcus, You are so far from being her type, that your practically in different galaxies. Ok?
Franklin: I can’t believe this. We’re sitting here. Guns pointed at our heads. Walled up by alien parasites. Neither of us likely to get out of here alive. And you’re thinking about making a play for Ivanova. Is that right?
Vindrizi: It says we were created half a million years ago, bred to be living records of all those we have seen and touched. For all that time we have traveled through the galaxy in our host bodies. We have seen double sunsets on worlds so far away you have no name for them. We remember music that was played before your kind learned to speak. Within us is the living memory of deeds and stories, civilizations, and passions, wars, and struggles, and great beauty. But in time, even we die, unless we find shelter within other living beings. So we seek out those who have nothing to look forward to, those whose lives are at an end, those who know they would be never more than they are now. Those who would never know beauty, or peace, or purpose, and we give them that. Through us, they are born into a new life.