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Remembered only... as Jack
Saw my favorite episode of Babylon 5 today... "Comes the Inquisitor".
Sheridan: "Mr.... Sebastian, I did a little digging, based on what you told me. The records confirm you lived on Earth in the year 1888. The records also indicate that you vanished, suddenly, without a trace on November 11th, 1888. That's a very interesting date, Mr. Sebastian. The morning after the last of a string of murders in the East End."
Sebastian turns silently toward him. "The city was drowning in decay. Chaos. Immorality. A message needed to be sent, etched in blood for all the world to see. A warning. In the pursuit of my holy cause, I... did things, terrible things, unspeakable things. The world condemned me, but it didn't matter because I believed I was right and the world was wrong. I believed I was the divine messenger. I believed I was..."
Sheridan: "Chosen?"
Sebastian: "I was... found by the Vorlons. They showed me the terrible depth of my mistake, my crimes, my... presumption. I have done four hundred years of penance and service, a job for which they said I was ideally suited. Now, perhaps, they will finally let me die."
Sheridan: "I think that might be wise."
Sebastian puts on his hat and turns away, proceeding toward the ship, and does not look at Sheridan again as he walks. "Good luck to you in your holy cause, Captain Sheridan. May your choices have better results than mine. Remembered not as a messenger, remembered not as a reformer, not as a prophet, not as a hero... not even as Sebastian. Remembered only... as Jack."
Sheridan: "Mr.... Sebastian, I did a little digging, based on what you told me. The records confirm you lived on Earth in the year 1888. The records also indicate that you vanished, suddenly, without a trace on November 11th, 1888. That's a very interesting date, Mr. Sebastian. The morning after the last of a string of murders in the East End."
Sebastian turns silently toward him. "The city was drowning in decay. Chaos. Immorality. A message needed to be sent, etched in blood for all the world to see. A warning. In the pursuit of my holy cause, I... did things, terrible things, unspeakable things. The world condemned me, but it didn't matter because I believed I was right and the world was wrong. I believed I was the divine messenger. I believed I was..."
Sheridan: "Chosen?"
Sebastian: "I was... found by the Vorlons. They showed me the terrible depth of my mistake, my crimes, my... presumption. I have done four hundred years of penance and service, a job for which they said I was ideally suited. Now, perhaps, they will finally let me die."
Sheridan: "I think that might be wise."
Sebastian puts on his hat and turns away, proceeding toward the ship, and does not look at Sheridan again as he walks. "Good luck to you in your holy cause, Captain Sheridan. May your choices have better results than mine. Remembered not as a messenger, remembered not as a reformer, not as a prophet, not as a hero... not even as Sebastian. Remembered only... as Jack."
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"I am... becoming..."
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Tim Harris
The Seeker
Time Lord