From hal@seas.smu.eduWed Jan 4 22:56:45 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 21:35:55 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 1/12 Ok...I think I got the mailer to work...let's try again... PEACE, LOVE, AND HAPPINESS. (A Babylon 5 story) (This sucker takes place a day or so after Babylon Squared) Prolouge Fade In Ext. Babylon Five 1 We see Babylon Five, hanging innocently in space, with a few ships floating nearby. Int. Babylon Five Eatery 2 Ivonova and Sinclair are sitting at a table, quietly eating lunch. There is a low rumble of talk around them. IVONOVA That reminds me. You heard about the missing equipment? ? SINCLAIR Yes, I did. Are you positive it isn't just a clerical error? IVONOVA Not yet. We did just get that batch of new recruits from Earth. They're not quite up to speed on things, yet. SINCLAIR Well, keep an eye on things. If it starts getting out of hand, get Garibaldi to look into it. IVONOVA Yes, sir. A moment of silence, then Garibaldi walks up to the table. GARIBALDI Hi, guys. Happy Lunch Hour. May I join you? SINCLAIR Of course. Have a seat. IVONOVA Just don't try any funny stuff. GARIBALDI Oh, yes...about that prank I pulled. I'm sorry. I didn't think it would disturb you this much. I promise, I'll never do it again. Better still, why don't I make it up to you by treating you to dinner. What do you think? Ivonova is less than convinced. IVONOVA Not likely. No more pranks. I'm not buying into them. GARIBALDI Not a prank. I'm serious. SINCLAIR Time for work. See you kids later. Sinclair leaves. Garibaldi and Ivonova stare at each other in silence. IVONOVA No, Garibaldi. Garibaldi Holds his hands up in resignation GARIBALDI All right. That's okay. Fine with me. From hal@seas.smu.eduWed Jan 4 22:59:16 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 21:47:48 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 2/12 Int Babylon Five Docking Bay 3 A voice announces (in myriad languages) that the Earth ship Mother Theresa is now unloading passengers. We see a bunch of folks of all races unloading, then focus on a conservatively dressed woman, followed closely by two boys in their late teens, who look like punks. Both wear all black (shirts, leather jackets, jeans, and boots) The taller has long hair, and is wearing sunglasses, and perhaps an earring, and is chewing gum (BOB). The shorter boy has shorter hair and a bandanna (doug). They are carrying about three suitcases each. We pull back, and see an older man walk up to the woman, a smile on his face, his arms outstretched. MAN (RUDOLPH) Janna! It is good to see you again! He hugs the woman. JANNA It's been too long, Rudolph. They break the hug, and look each other over. Are the others here? RUDOLPH You are the last of us. JANNA I hope I'm not too late. I couldn't find anyone to watch Bob and Doug. BOB and DOUG (Very loudly) HELLO! We are the McQuaid brothers! JANNA I booked a later flight, and brought them along. BOB Here to terrorize...where are we? DOUG Babylon Five. BOB Right! Let's go! JANNA I was worried that if I left them alone, they might try to take over the world. BOB We only do that at night. DOUG Every night, it seems. JANNA Right. You kids run along. You know where our room is? Bob shrugs. Doug smiles and shakes his head. DOUG Brown Nine, room 216. JANNA Very good. Try not to make too much of a mess. DOUG Yes, ma'am. The duo start to wander off. BOB Let's go terrorize someone! RUDOLPH What lovely children you have. JANNA They're less hostile than they seem. RUDOLPH We're meeting soon. Come. From hal@seas.smu.eduWed Jan 4 23:16:18 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 22:34:22 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 3/13 {Ok...so it's 13 parts, not 12...} Int Eatery 4 We see Garibaldi and Ivonova are still eating at their table, as the camera pans across the room, finally stopping at a vaccant table. Bob and Doug enter. Doug is carrying a tray with two glasses on it. Bob is carrying straws. Doug sets the tray on the table, and Bob flips the straws (one lands on the table, one falls to the floor). They sit simultaneously. Doug grabs for the straw. DOUG My straw. BOB That's okay. I'll drink as the neanderthals drank. He grabs a glass, and chugs the contents. A lot spills on his face. Ah. Good milkshake. Not as good as a Beer flavored one would be. DOUG Not that you're old enough to drink them. BOB What the heck was that clear stuff? Y'know, the stuff that bartender was trying to sell us? DOUG That drink? Looked pretty unique. BOB Smelled awful. Bob looks around. His eyes light up (get wider) when he looks back the way the camera panned to them from (his left, ideally). Doug has opened his straw, and is about to start drinking. Look! Look there! Bob points. Doug looks. We see Garabaldi and Ivonova sitting at their table. Ivonova gets up, and walks off. Follow me. Bob cleanes off his mouth with the back of his hand (Very successfully; Not a drop remains.) and stands. He beelines to Garibaldi's table, with doug in tow. BOB and DOUG HELLO! BOB I'm Bob. This is Doug. They show their ID cards in black wallets, the way the guys on Dragnet showed their badges. We may join you. They sit. GARIBALDI Can I help you boys with something? BOB Yes. You know that woman, who was just here? Eating with you? Garibaldi nods. She's not married, or anything, is she? I mean, like, to you, or someone? GARIBALDI No. Not that I know of. Why? Bob leans forward. So does Doug. Subconciously, so does Garibaldi. BOB >I< am in love. End of Prolouge. From hal@seas.smu.eduWed Jan 4 23:14:18 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 22:38:05 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 4/13 Act One Ext. Babylon Five 5 All alone in space. Except that planet. Int. Babylon Five Eatery 6 Garibaldi abruptly sits up straight. Bob and Doug continue to lean. GARIBALDI You're kidding. BOB No. GARIBALDI She put you up to this. BOB No. GARIBALDI You're serious? Bob nods, and smiles a wistful, happy smile. I know that smile. That's an `I have a crush' type smile. Trust me. Leave her alone. She's bad. Try someone your own age. At the theater, or the arcade. Kids hang out there all the time. Bob and Doug simultaneously sit up. BOB We are not kids. We're McQuaids! Bob and Doug give each other five. BOB and DOUG HAH! GARIBALDI Right. McQuaids. BOB How much would one little dinner hurt? GARIBALDI Don't even bother. BOB Lunch, then? You could set me up with her. Tell her I'm a great admirer. GARIBALDI No. No chance. BOB Are you gonna make us do this ourselves? GARIBALDI No. I'm advising you not to do it at all. BOB Well, then. Suggestion noted, and PITCHED INTO THE ETHER! BOB and DOUG Glub, glub. GARIBALDI Your funeral. Excuse me. Garibaldi stands, and leaves. Bob and Doug stand, and walk the other direction. Doug still has his drink. It is half empty. DOUG I thought you hated the military, like mom. BOB Women are women, no matter how poor their choice of profession is. Doug What now? BOB To the Bob Cave! From hal@seas.smu.eduWed Jan 4 23:40:23 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 22:40:40 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 5/13 Int. Babylon Five, confrence room. 7 The confrence room is all white, except for a blue five on the wall. Couches are arranged in a circle, and ten people (including Janna and Rudolph) are sitting on them. RUDOLPH Now, everyone knows what to do, right? General nods, and a few folks say "yes." Good. Every one of you knows how important it is that we succeed. The future of our world, our children's world, depends on it. So, give it your all. More nods. It is a very somber moment. Break into groups, and plan your strategies. We'll meet here tomorrow at this time. Good luck to you all. The crowd quietly breaks up. A younger man comes up to Rudolph. He is nervous looking. YOUNG MAN (BILLY) Sir, I was about to leave and try to make that appointment with Commander Sinclair. But, I have to ask: are you sure I should do this job? I am new, you know, and.... RUDOLPH Relax, Billy. Your job is no more important than anyone else's. BILLY But, if everyone else fails, then it'll be up to me. Then, if I can't get the meeting with him, we'll have failed. Rudolph smiles a comforting smile. RUDOLPH No, my friend. No failures can stop us. Just be brave, and know that our cause is worth any number of failures. Just know that our inevtible success will be wonderful...unlike anything you have ever imagined. BILLY Yes, sir. JANNA and another man, younger than RUDOLPH (about Janna's age), approach. RUDOLPH Now, if you'll excuse us, we have some planning to do. BILLY Yes. As do I. Thank you, sir. He turns and begins walking away. RUDOLPH calls after him. RUDOLPH Don't bother with the formalities! Call me sir again, and I'll call you Mister Kent! Hello, kids. Have a seat. Janna and the man (Richard) sit on the couch, one on either side of Rudy. RICHARD What's the plan, boss? RUDOLPH We drew Kosh and Delenn. We'll visit Delenn this evening, and Kosh tomorrow morning. JANNA Good. RUDOLPH Shall we? Janna and Richard stand, and help Rudolph up. From hal@seas.smu.eduThu Jan 5 00:21:14 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 22:43:24 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 6/13 Int. Babylon Five living quarters. 8 This is a standard two occupant room. One bed is very neat (we see as the camera scans the room), and the other is almost covered in black clothing. Bob and Doug stand at the room's computer access terminal. BOB I cannot BELIEVE we forgot to get her name! How are we suppossed to get her to go to lunch with me, if we don't know who she is! DOUG I know who she is. BOB Argh! The angst! Bob jumps backwards on to his bed (the messy one), and covers his face with his hands. DOUG Commander Susan Ivonova. Bob removes his hands, and sits up. BOB How did you know that? DOUG You know nothing, I know everything. It evens out in the end. Bob jumps off the bed, and back in front of the monitor. BOB Great. Let's do it. I have a plan. Int. Hallway 9 Rudolpho, Janna and Richard walk up to a door. There is a very professional air about them. Rudolpho rings the door chime. The door slides open. Int. Delenn's quarters 10 Delenn is behind a desk. Rudolpho, Janna and Richand enter as Delenn stands. DELENN Welcome. My attache' informed me that you wished to speak to me. Have a seat. Would you like something to drink? Janna and Richard sit. Rudolph remains standing. RUDOLPH No thank you, ma'am. We won't take up too much of your time. I am Rudolph Valez, this is Richard Ber... DELENN I know all about you, and your organization, People for Peace. She sits, facing them. RUDOLPH Yes ma'am. As you well know, Babylon 5 is considered by many to be the galaxy's last hope for peace between the major races. We of the People for Peace are concerned that the people in charge of this station may not have universal peace as their top priority. DELENN I understand your feelings. RUDOLPH This concern comes from having the military in charge. When we heard that this station was completed, we got a hold of the list of candidates for command, and sent a formal request to the most likely candidates, asking that at least one non military personnel be assigned to the station. We are many in number, ambassador, and most of them agreed. Your commander Sinclair, however, was not amongst them. When he was assigned, we rallied on earth to get a non military ambassador representing Earth, but it was to no avail. Now, we have come here, to appeal to Sinclair himself, and it would be most helpful if you were to put your support behind us. We are not asking for much; just one non military advisor will satisfy us. And, it will insure a peaceful future. Delenn takes a moment to absorb the speech. DELENN I truly understand your sentiment, Mister Valez. However, my people were instrumental in the founding of this station, and in selecting its commander. On behalf of my people, I must abide by Commander Sinclair's decisions. If you can convince him to hire this advisor of yours, we will support his decision. Until then, there is little I can do. RUDOLPH I understand. Thank you for your time, Ambassador. Delenn bows her head to them, and the trio files out. From hal@seas.smu.eduWed Jan 4 23:38:20 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 22:46:09 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 7/13 Int Hallway. Rudolph, Janna and Richard stand silently in the hallway, looking somewhat sullen. RUDOLPH Don't give up hope, you two. We still have Ambassador Kosh, and even if we fail, the others are sure to succeed. Now, let's call it an evening, and go get some coffee. Janna and Richard nod in agreement. Int. Babylon Five, C&C. 11 Ivonova stands at her controls. Other officers work busily at their stations. IVONOVA You are cleared for landing. Please surrender control of your vessel...now. Happy landings. Babylon Control out. She pushes a button to cut the transmission, and turns to another officer. Bring it in. Nice and easy. The officer types on his keyboard. The doors to C&C open. In walks Doug, wearing a suit and tie. DOUG Susan Ivonova? He looks around, spies her, and walks up to her. Commander Ivonova? IVONOVA dosen't look up from her controls. IVONOVA Yes, what is it? DOUG Singing telegram for you, ma'am. IVONOVA What? DOUG Singing telegram. A message for you. It is sung, instead of written on a piece... IVONOVA I KNOW WHAT THEY ARE! Her abrupt anger almost makes Doug jump backwards. Who's it from? No, don't tell me. Garibaldi. Trying to humiliate me again? Forget it. Look, take your little telegram back to little Garibaldi, and tell him: "C&C is not a playground." Got that? DOUG C&C is not a playground. IVONOVA Good. Now, try to remember that, okay? She begins ushering Doug to the door. DOUG C&C is not a playground. IVONOVA Right. They reach the door. Doug is still repeating his line. The door opens, and Ivonova shoves him through it. Don't forget. Doug nods. Ivonova watches him go, and turns around. A techie is standing behind her. TECHIE A list of all the newly discovered missing equipment, sir. IVONOVA Thank you. She looks it over. If this list gets any longer, I'm going to have to hand it over to Garibaldi. Keep me informed. End of act One. From hal@seas.smu.eduWed Jan 4 23:45:47 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 22:49:55 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 8/13 Act two Int Babylon Five Quarters. 12 We see a closeup of a technical piece of hardware. A small torch is used to weld a piece of metal on to it. We hear the beep of a door chime. The torch is turned off. RICHARD (OS) Come in! We cut to the room's door, which slides open, and lets Janna and Rudolph enter. Hello, you two. Time to go visit Ambassador Kosh already? JANNA It's nearly noon. RICHARD Boy, time flies when you're having fun, eh? I love tinkering, but Earth technology was getting boring. This trip is an excellent opportunity to pick up some alien hardware to fiddle with. Richard begins cleaning and putting away his contraption. JANNA I remember hobbies. I had to exchange them for kids. Those two eat up so much time! If Doug didn't cook dinner half the time, I'd never get any free time. RICHARD How are the little devils? JANNA When I left this morning, Bob was still asleep. He had the biggest smile on his face. Doug was already up and away. I think I'll trade Bob in for a car. RICHARD It's a thought. I'm clean. Ready? RUDOLPH Let's go. Int. Bob and Doug's quarters 13 We see Bob. He is still asleep. Still smiling, too. We hear the door open, and see Doug enter, still in suit and tie. Bob stirs, then sits up. DOUG Good morning. BOB What? Have you gone, yet? DOUG Yep. Doug goes into a side room to change. BOB You should have woke me. DOUG No need. I thought I could do it alone, and you could use the sleep. Bob gets a drink of water. BOB What did she say? DOUG C&C is not a playground. BOB What? Bob sits on a table, eating some food found on a plate. DOUG Repeatedly. BOB Why? DOUG She though that the message was from some baldy. BOB Didn't you tell her otherwise? Doug reappears. He is fully dressed in black again. DOUG No chance. She kicked me out. Quickly. BOB So, you didn't sing? DOUG Not a note. BOB That's good. You're a horrible singer. DOUG Am not! Doug sings a few scales. He really cannot sing. See? I can. BOB Right. DOUG So, what now, cassanova? BOB I have a better plan. From hal@seas.smu.eduWed Jan 4 23:01:18 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 22:55:03 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 9/10 {Number changed again...sorry...} Int. Hallway outside Kosh's quarters. 14 JANNA, RICHARD, and RUDOLPH pick up gas masks, and fit them on over their heads. The passage seals itself, and the light above turns from green to red. Rudolph nods, and they enter. Kosh (in his suit, of course) is standing in the center of the room in what looks like low lying fog. To his right is his monitor. Kosh Welcome. Ext Babylon Five 15 We see a CGI worker flapping his arms about wildly, then floating off the edge if the station. Int. Kosh's Quarters, Babylon Five. 16 Richard, Janna, and Rudolph stand before Kosh, who is staring down at them. RUDOLPH So, any support you can give us would be greatly appreciated. I'm positive Sinclair would seriously consider our proposition, if he knew you stood in favor of it. KOSH Now is not the time to try diverting the river. It is the time to ride, and see where it leads. The exit swings open behind them. RUDOLPH Well...thank you for your time, ambassador. He bows slightly, then leads the others out. Int. Meeting hall 17 It is the same as before. Same arrangement, same people (except Billy). However, the mood is considerably darker. RUDOLPH We're not beaten yet. A low grumble. I know that we've run out of options back on earth. That's why we came to Babylon Five. Now it seems as if we've run out of options here, as well. But, all is not lost. If Billy was able to..... The door slides open, and Billy rushes in. The crowd is silent. Rudolph stands. BILLY I got it. Ext Babylon Five 18 Babylon five floats serenely in space. A squadron of Starfuries passes by. Int Babylon Five Hallway. Ivonova walks down the hallway. She looks exhausted. She stops at her door, and looks for her card. While fumbling around for it, she notices a white envelope and a flower taped to the door of her quarters. She pulls it off as the door opens. It is not sealed. Inside is a hand painted card showing some ducks on a pond. As Ivonova enters... Int Ivonova's quarters. She drops her jacket, and opens the card. The writing inside is handwritten in very fancy calligraphy. It reads: "The honorable Bob McQuaid requests the presence of your company at the Blue Sparrow for lunch tomorrow afternoon on your lunch hour. It would indeed make his life. RSVP." At the bottom left corner is a tiny "C: DougCo, Inc." She closes the letter. IVONOVA Very cute, Mister Garibaldi. How many times do I have to tell you no? She inspects the painting. Very nice craftmanship, on the other hand. Int Hallway Bob and Doug are lurking around the corner from the hallway to Ivonova's quarters. BOB She got it! I hope she can make it. DOUG Was my cover painting good? BOB It was great, but I think we should have put "You hot young thang." at the end. DOUG No. BOB You let me write the rest of it. DOUG Trust me. End of Act Two Act Three Int Blue Sparrow 19 The Blue Sparrow is a rather nice eatery. There are humans and/or aliens at almost every table, and soft classical music in the background. Bob (wearing a suit and tie identical to Doug's (from Act One) is sitting alone at a table. He looks at his watch. Three seconds pass. He looks again. A wave of depression crosses his face. We zoom in a bit, and see the lower half of someone's body walk up next to Bob. Voice (OS) Excuse me. Bob lightens up a bit, and looks up. We see Lennier standing next to him. LENNIER I couldn't help but notice; you look downcast. May I join you? BOB Sure. Nobody else is. LENNIER What is troubling you? BOB I got stood up. LENNIER Stood up? BOB You know Commander Ivonova? I invited her to lunch, and she didn't show up, and she didn't RSVP. LENNIER I see. What is RSVP? BOB I think it's Latin. It means: Let me know if you can come, or not. We see Lennier from Bob's point of view. LENNIER I see. I've spent most of my life in a monestary, and I've found that emotion is the single most fragile thing in the universe. The camera starts shaking up and down, as if Bob is nodding yes. The idea of a broken heart, if you will, comes best summarized in the writings... The picture starts getting a bit blurry. ...of the great Mimbari poet, T'Flar. He, blah, blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah blah... From hal@seas.smu.eduWed Jan 4 23:14:49 1995 Date: Wed, 4 Jan 1995 23:03:04 -0600 (CST) From: "Dawoud J. Al-Haddad" To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com Subject: PL&H 10/10 Int Confrence room. 20 This is Sinclair's official confrence room. He sits behind a desk while the People for Peace stand (except Rudolph, who is sitting) on the other side of the desk. RUDOLPH ...You have the power to appoint a non-military diplomat to foreign relations. We've seen your job description, we know. SINCLAIR How the hell did you- RUDOLPH We of the People for Peace have many members, in all walks of life commander, including the military, believe it or not. SINCLAIR Fine. That's fine, but it dosen't give you the right to single people out, and terrorize them. RUDOLPH All people of Earth have a say in the way the government is run. That includes the military. We were merely making a suggestion, which we believe is in the best interest of all of humanity. SINCLAIR And I have the interests of this station in mind. And it does not include. JANNA Gentlemen, Gentlemen, this screaming match is getting us nowhere. RUDOLPH You're right, of course. Thank you for your time, commander. Please rest assured that you have not heard the last of us. Int Hallway. 21 Garibaldi and Ivonova walk toward the camera, which is backing away from them. GARIBALDI I am not Bob McQuaid! Really, I'm not! IVONOVA Honest? GARIBALDI Yes! Did you check the station roster? IVONOVA Not yet. I was sure it was you. GARIBALDI Good thing I'm the detective here. IVONOVA Yeah. GARIBALDI How goes the hunt for the missing parts? IVONOVA They've stopped dissapearing, which could mean any number of things. GARIBALDI If you need any help at all, let me know, ok? IVONOVA I can handle this. Excuse me. She cuts past Garibaldi, and goes down a hall perpendicular to the one that she was on before. GARIBALDI See ya around. IVONOVA Sure thing. Int Hallway. 22 We see things from someone's point of view. We see Garibaldi, his back to us, walk to at junction, and push the elevator button. After a moment, the elevator opens. We see Sinclair, Rudolph, and Janna aboard. Garibaldi enters, and the door shuts. The person looks down. In his hand is a small black box, with two buttons on it: green and red. He pushes the green button. A low screech and a thud are heard. Int Elevator 23 The elevator abruptly stops. The lights go out, and come back on. SINCLAIR Computer, what's going on? Computer Voice Elevator malfunction. Locating. Please stand by. Int Hallway. 24 Back to the man's point of view. He turns, and starts running. He adjusts his thumb to the red button. Suddenly, something big and black fills the view beyond the box. No longer in the man's POV, we see the box scatter across the floor. Then, we see Bob fall on his butt. DOUG Bob, slow down. You'll get over... Doug rounds a corner, and sees bob being held at PPG point by Richard. BOB I'm not depressed, anymore. RICHARD Give me the box, young man. End of Act Three Act the Last Int Hallway. 25 We see Doug standing a bit down the hall from Bob, still being held at gunpoint by Richard. RICHARD Pick it up. Slowly. Doug bends down (slowly) and picks up the box. Hand it over. Better yet, push that red button. Doug looks down at the box, then up at Bob, who's shaking his head frantically. NOW! A silent moment passes. Then Ivonova appears. IVONOVA Garibaldi? In slow motion, Richard turns for a split second. Doug throws the box, which hits the PPG. Bob elbows, then punches Richard, who falls. Bob runs to Doug. BOB We did it! McQuaids forever! They high five each other. BOB & DOUG HA! BOB Nice throw, Doug. DOUG Nice combo, Bob. BOB We'll have to tell mom that those self defense classes are paying off. DOUG Indeed. On this line, Richard starts to move. He gets his PPG, and starts to stand, but before he can, another PPG muzzle is jabbed at his head from offscreen. IVONOVA (OS) I wouldn't. Int. Babylon Five, Meeting room. 27 It is the meeting room from Acts one and two, not three. The members of People for Peace are standing around, sullenly. Sinclair is also present, as are Bob and Doug. After a moment, the door slides open, and Ivonova enters. IVONOVA Garibaldi's got your friend locked up nice and safe. He won't be bombing any more elevators. BOB Bomb? That was a bomb controller he had? IVONOVA Yep. Made of some pretty mundane stuff. Most of which he swiped from here or there. I didn't give it too much thought until a PPG dissapeared. The rest was luck. BOB Luck, shmuck. DOUG Well put. IVONOVA He did such a good job. I find it hard to believe he did it all himself. RUDOLPH Commander Sinclair, we sincerely apologize for our friend's misdeeds. We have all booked passage off the station on a shuttle. BOB We regret nothing! We are McQuaids! Bob and Doug high five one another. Except the time I tried Squirt. That I regret. SINCLAIR As for you two, we'll try to get you two a medal of some sort, or something. BOB Haha! Ivonova walks over to Bob. IVONOVA Good work, handsome. She gives him a peck on the cheek. Bob almost passes out. As for you, come back when you're not jailbait. BOB Haha! She likes me! DOUG She was talking to me. BOB D'oh! Int Marketplace. 28 We see an open locker (one of those full length ones). Abruptly, a large boy is stuffed into it, and it is shut. We see Bob and Doug standing next to a geeky looking kid. BOB Ever mess with a nerd again, and we'll kick you out an airlock! Nerd Thanks, guys. DOUG No problem. Just try not to be such a geek, in the future. Bob and Doug turn and walk away from the camera. BOB Well, we've experienced peace, love, and happiness here on Babylon 5. What should we do for an encore? DOUG Let's learn to waltz. BOB Nah. Let's work on our TV show. DOUG The Sci-Fi one? Come on, Bob. You know there hasn't been a good SF show since Power Base Nine. BOB The Captain Power spinoff, way back in 2050? Much better than the original. Ext Babylon 5 29 A ship leaves port, and life goes on. {welp, there it is. In retrospect, I think it would have been better if I had just not done it...but, I had to start somewhere, right? I can only get better right? Well, regardless, send me feedback, ok?}