where they didn't feel exhausted. "With all respect, you're acting as if what's going on out there is some sort of... of inconvenience that's been cooked up in order to make your lives that much more difficult. Allow me to remind you of a few key points"-and he proceeded to count them off on his fingers. "It's been a year and a half since we broke away from Earth and became an independent state. President Santiago has been assassinated, and his successor, President Clark, has turned Earth into a prison camp."
He stepped away from Delenn and began to circle the League representatives. "Babylon Five began life as a diplomatic station," he continued. "We're now transformed, by necessity, into the first line of defense against Clark, Raiders, the Shadows, and the constant threat of war. A quarter million people cut off, isolated, trying to create a better life, trying to survive, all alone in the night. Our job is to create the peace. If we fall, one hundred worlds fall with us. Failure is not an option."
"What are you saying?" asked the Drazi rep.
"I'm saying," Sheridan told them firmly, "that we are not going to fail. I am saying that we have plans, even now, that will ensure our supply lines will not be subject to attack from Raiders."
"What about from Clark?" the Brakiri representative inquired. "And from the Shadows?"
"Truthfully, I don't think the Shadows will be presenting much more of a threat," Sheridan assured them, "and as for Clark... we'll handle him as well when the time comes." He put up his hands to forestall the barrage of questions that he knew was going to be forthcoming. "People, please!" he called over their raised voices. "Please trust me on this. I'd like to think I've earned that much, at least."
"How are you going to deal with the Raiders,