Battlestar Galactica, Season 4

[After realizing he's a Cylon, Tigh hallucinates]

William Adama:
Saul. Saul! What the hell is wrong with you?

Saul Tigh:
Nothing, Bill. [Tigh pulls out a gun and aims it at Adama.] I've never felt better in my entire life. [Tigh shoots Adama through his right eye.]

Gaeta:
Sir, the Cylon strike force has just turned back to their ships. Baseships are spinning up.

Tigh:
They're pulling out.

Adama:
I'd do the same damn thing before they change their mind. Helo, have our fighters cover our withdrawal.

Helo:
Yes, sir.

Tigh:
They had us. Game over. Why the hell did they let us go?

Tory:
Maybe something's changed.

Thrace:
When I woke up orbiting Earth I just figured it's some crazy dream. I went in following the heavy raider. I mean maybe the Cylons pulled me out of the suit.. Captured me, brainwashed me. On Caprica they experimented on me. I mean did they take pieces of me.. Is it possible that they grew me, another me in a petri dish.. Implanted me with the memories or it with the memories, or.. I don't know.

Anders:
No, no no no. Hey, no. Kara, no. Listen to me. If you're a Cylon, then you've been one from the beginning.

Thrace:
Like Boomer. Spend my entire life thinking I'm one thing..

Anders:
..And then you wake up one day and discover you're another. Still doesn't change who you really are. Still doesn't change the fact that I love you, no matter what.

Thrace:
You are a better person than I am because if I found out that you're a Cylon I'd put a bullet between your eyes.

Virtual Six:
Yesterday you were facing execution. Today, you're free. Why the long face?

Baltar:
Oh, gee, I don't know. From President of the Colonies to this... King of fools. Probably best to be hated by everyone than loved by this lot, doomed to live out the rest of my life in this looney bin. I don't know, that might have something to do with my rather savage mood swings.

Virtual Six:
Relax Gaius. Do you think I've brought you this far to let it end here?

Baltar:
I need encouragement. A ray of hope about the future. An inkling.

Virtual Six:
You've got me. I'm here for you.

Baltar:
Please God. I'm not asking You this one last time. Don't let this child die. Has he sinned against You? He can't have sinned against You. He's not even had a life yet. How can You take him and let me live. After all I've done. Really, if You want someone to suffer, take me. We both know I deserve it. I've been selfish and weak. I have failed so many people. And I have killed. I'm not asking for Your forgiveness. I'm just asking that You spare the life of this innocent child. Don't take him. Take me. Take me, take me, please.

Hybrid:
They will not harm their own.

Adama:
[on Kara Thrace's words] What if she's telling the truth? She was supposed to die out there. She didn't. I can't explain it. What if she was meant to help us? And this was a--

Roslin:
A what? A miracle? Is that what you want to call this? Go ahead,say it. Grab your piece of the golden arrow. I want to hear admiral atheist say that a miracle happened.

Adama:
You shot at her and missed at close range.

Roslin:
Doloxan fraks with your aim.

Adama:
So does doubt.

Number One:
Look at yourselves: millions of Twos have that nose, millions of Sixes posses that mouth, Eights share those breasts and Ones have this brain. We're mechanized copies. There's a reason the original programmers clearly felt that it is a mistake for us to contact the Final Five!

Adama:
[reading the opening of Love and Bullets]"It started like it always did. With a body. This one was in the river, and I could tell she had once been beautiful, but this bullet and fast current had taken away from her. All we are, or that we think we are, all that we are certain about, is taken away from us. When you've worked the streets and seen what I've seen, you become more and more convinced of it every day. Caprica City has been my teacher, my mistress. From the moment I opened my eyes, she is in my blood, like cheap wine. Bitter and sweet, tinged with regret. I'll never be free of her, nor do I wanna be, for she is what I am. All that is, should always be."

Lee:
Well, sometimes a benevolent tyrant is exactly what you need.

Zarek:
No. A tyrant craves power for its own sake. And all Laura wants is to save us all.

Number One:
Just remember, they started it.

Boomer:
But we're killing them, I mean truly killing them. My own sisters.

Number One:
They can trust their God to watch over their immortal souls.

Boomer:
But what about ours?

Number One:
We're machines, dear, remember. We don't have souls.

Anders:
You know, some of us actually volunteered for this mission.

Thrace:
"Some" meaning you. Because that's what this is about, Sam. You know what the deal is, with us, with our marriage? It didn't make much sense to begin with. Makes even less now.

Anders:
I don't buy that. I don't think you believe a single, frakking word you're saying. You're just scared. (indicates his and Kara's matching arm tattoos) You see that, mhh? You see this? Remember those? You remember when we got 'em? That's what's real, ok. That's part of who we are. That is a part of what you are, whether you will admit it or not.

Thrace:
Dumb motherfrakker. I only married you because it was safe and it was easy, Sam. And you were just pathetic enough to go along with it. So get the frak out! [She shoves him out] Sam, get out! Get out! Leave, come on! Get out! [Anders takes her by the arms and holds her. They are almost kissing] I don't want to fight, Sam. I wanna frak. You don't get it, do you? I'm not the same girl you married. All I wanna do right now is frak. Really frak, like it's the end of the world and nothing else matters. So come on, Sam, make me feel something. I dare you. [Anders shoves her away, then gives her a second shove onto the bunk bed]

Virtual Six:
Old gods die hard.

Caprica-Six:
I want the pain. It's how I learn. I was instrumental in the destruction of humanity, but at the same time I learned, because...because I fell in love...with a human man, and he was mortal and fallible. And he had this incredible pride in himself. He thought he knew everything there was to know. And I loved him, with my whole heart. And then one day, I realized I wouldn't have him forever. I understood what I'd done. How I betrayed him and humanity. And that pain taught me to understand death. Baltar could die. And I loved him. Baltar's heart was ephemeral. Baltar's body was fragile in my hands.

Roslin:
Lee has no idea. He really has no idea. There are pragmatic realities he refuses to face.

Adama:
Well, that's a problem of course. He'd say what he thinks is right.

Roslin:
Well yeah. He is Lee. Thing is, it probably is the right thing, but...sometimes the right thing is a luxury. And it can have profoundly dangerous consequences. And it's almost as if he doesn't want that to be true.

Baltar:
I am not a priest. I've never even been a particularly good man. I am in fact a profoundly selfish man. But that doesn't matter, you see. Something in the universe loves me. Something in the universe loves the entity that is me. I would choose to call this something "God", a singular spark that dwells in the soul of every living being. If you look inside yourself you will find that spark too. You will. But you have to look deep. Love your faults. Embrace them. If God embraces them, then how can they be faults? Love yourself. You have to love yourself. If we don't love ourselves, how can we love others? And when we know what we are, then we can find the truth out about others, seek what they are; the truth about them. And you know what the truth is? The truth about them? About you? About me? Do you? The truth is, we're all perfect. Just as we are. God only loves that which is perfect and he loves you. He loves you because you are perfect. You are perfect. Just as you are.

Anders:
What do you want from Kara?

Leoben:
The same thing I've always wanted. For her to understand her destiny.

Anders:
That's not good enough.

Leoben:
It's good enough for her. What is the most basic article of faith? That this is not all that we are. [Starts laughing] C-Bucs rule.

Anders:
What did you just say?

Leoben:
Forward guard, right? I saw a couple of games. You were good. Yet after all the celebrity and acclaim, what were you? Just another face selling magazines, another piece of scoreboard trivia. You always knew you were destined for more. You were just waiting for your singular moment of clarity.

Galen Tyrol:
All I know is if there is a God, he's laughin' his ass off.

Hybrid:
Thus will it come to pass. The Dying Leader will know the truth of the Opera House. The missing Three will give you the Five, who've come from the Home of the Thirteenth. You are the Harbinger of Death, Kara Thrace. You will lead them all to their End. End of line.

[Roslin, Adama, Tigh and Helo are discussing destroying the hub]

Roslin:
Imagine, once they're gone they can't come back. Mortal enemies.

Helo:
Before we blow the Hub we need to get a team in, to unbox D'Anna.

Tigh:
Well no, maybe we just don't. Maybe we just forget the godsdamn Boxing Facility.

Adama:
Lie to the rebels?

Tigh:
Well, they're lying to us!

Natalie:
The humans are never going to allow us to have the Final Five and go our own way.

Number Eight:
Are you sure of this?

Natalie:
Not entirely. I'd rather be wrong but we need insurance.

Number Two/Leoben:
Trust has to begin somewhere.

Natalie:
Not with us. It's our ship. When we jump, we take control of it with the Centurions. We carry out the mission as promised. But when we return, we take hostages. The humans on this ship will stay on this ship until we have the Five. We've changed but the humans haven't. We've come too far to risk everything on their trust.

Roslin:
I don't really care if you have to spend the night on your knees praying, or just on your knees. I want a name. I want to know who's responsible for these lies.

Tory:
You've been lying. About the President sharing visions with Cylons.

Baltar:
That happens to be the God's honest truth.

Tory:
Sorry. I can't accept what you've done.

Baltar:
What I've done? Wha.. Where's this coming from?

Tory:
These rumors you've started. You've seen what they've done to her.

Baltar:
You seriously believe that I'm making all this up? I'm not saying that I'm not capable but why would I?

Natalie:
When I spoke to the Quorum, I could feel it. The contempt.

Number Two/Leoben:
Then you were right. They're not ready to trust us.

Natalie:
No, I was wrong. We're not ready. We're deceiving them.

Number Eight:
For protection. For necessity.

Natalie:
Out of suspicion and fear. Why haven't the Final Five come forward? What if they're watching, judging us by our actions? We're about to resort to violence and coercion. What if they refuse to come with us? We can't do this.

Number Two/Leoben:
It's too late.

Natalie:
We have to order the Centurions to stand down.

Number Two/Leoben:
It's too late. They're committed.

Natalie:
Then we have to tell the humans the truth.

Number Eight:
No! You can't do that! They'll never trust us again. They already know the coordinates. They'll just go and destroy everything.

Leoben:
Go. Stall for time. Talk to Adama. Tell him anything. Anything but the truth. I'll deal with the Centurions.

Lampkin:
Lee said you once gave him something before a mission, a lighter.

Adama:
Belonged to my father. Foolish to think a hunk of metal could keep him safe.

Lampkin:
And yet that's what we do isn't it. Hang onto hope in every hopelessly irrational way that we can, but not like those poor bastards, giving away their luck just when they need it most. Its like they've given up.

Adama:
If you've never been in combat you have no idea what they are thinking.

Lampkin:
I always imagined you a realist, Admiral. Not one to indulge a vain hope at the cost of lives, but then everyone has his limits. Sine qua non as they say.

Adama:
Without which not.

Lampkin:
Yes, those things we deem essential, without which we cannot bear living. Without which life in general loses its specific value. Becomes, abstract.

Adama:
You may have a point counselor.

Lampkin:
Well, while I'm on a roll, Tom Zarek may not be an ideal president, but we could do worse.

Adama:
You're right, there are limits to my realism. Goodbye counselor.

Boomer:
It's the Rebel Baseship. I think they're gonna attack! They're gonna blow the hub!

Number One:
That would be mass murder. Death would be permanent for all of us! They've gone insane.

D'Anna:
Permanent death? Well that makes this a lot more meaningful. [Snaps Number One's neck]

Laura Roslin:
What is your guilt about?

Dr. Gaius Baltar:
I have no guilt.

Roslin:
What was your guilt about?

Baltar:
I gave the access codes to the Cylons. They wiped out most of humanity. Of course I didn't know that's what I was doing at the time. And when I realized what I had done, the magnitude, in that moment I was saved. I was loved, by God. Looking back, I think I was rewarded.

Roslin:
Rewarded?

Baltar:
Pythia talks about a flood. Wiped out most of humanity. Nobody blames the flood. Flood is a force of Nature. Through Flood mankind is rejuvenated, born again. I was another Flood. You see, I blamed myself. I blamed myself. But God made the man that made that choice. God made us all perfect. And in that thought, all my guilt flies away. Flies away like a bird.

D'Anna Biers:
Suppose you've got some questions for me.

Roslin:
Yes I do. I'd like to talk about the five Cylons in my fleet.

D'Anna:
So you know about the Final Five?

Roslin:
I know they're supposed to know the way to Earth.

D'Anna:
But you don't know that you're one of them. [Roslin freezes shocked; Biers bursts out laughing] Please...your face! [Roslin looks relieved and smirks] Oh, it's ridiculous. No. Look, I'm not giving you any names. Not until I feel like I'm safe. 'Cause information is all I got, sweetie.

Roslin :
I love you.

Adama:
About time.

[Roslin changes Baltar's bandage]

Gaius Baltar:
Laura. There's been something I've been meaning to say to you. I wanted to thank you.

Laura Roslin:
For what?

Baltar:
Essentially, for not murdering me. That can't have been an easy decision to make. But I love living. I love living, and I wanted to thank you for saving my life.

Roslin:
I wouldn't be so grateful if I were you. You should know that I told the Admiral that if D'Anna doesn't back down, he should blow the ship to pieces.

Baltar:
You what?

[Tigh comes to Adama's quarters just before the extremely risky attempt to rescue the Baseship hostages begins]

Colonel Saul Tigh:
Bill, you gotta scrub this mission.

Admiral William Adama:
What the hell are you doing here? You're supposed to be in the CIC.

Tigh:
The Cylons will kill every godsdamn hostage before we put one pair of boots aboard their ship. Laura Roslin will be the next to die, Bill.

Adama:
I'm looking for options. You got one?

Tigh:
Yeah. I should've told you when I first found out, but I didn't have the guts.

Adama:
What's wrong with you, Saul?

Tigh:
You remember back at the nebula when I told you about that frakking music? I thought it was in the ship. I was wrong. It was a signal. Some kind of crazy, frakked-up Cylon signal switched me on. I can't turn it off.

Adama:
[not wanting to understand] Switched you on.

Tigh:
Like Boomer. I'm one of the Five.

Adama:
The Five.

Tigh:
One of the Cylons D'Anna's after.

Adama:
[rising from his desk] Quit frakking with me. Colonel, I've known you for 30 years. When I met you, you had hair. I've never heard of a Cylon aging.

Tigh:
Doesn't mean they don't. Before the attack on the Colonies, we didn't know the skinjobs existed. Turns out there's another kind of Cylon we didn't know about, and I'm one of them.

Adama:
[desperate] On New Caprica, you were in captivity. They did something to you, they... An implant, a post-hypnotic suggestion that makes you feel this way. Let's go talk to Doc Cottle...

Tigh:
[grabs Adama by the shoulders] Listen to me! It is not a delusion. It is not a chip in my head. I am a Cylon. I've fooled you for months now. I didn't want to, but I did.

Adama:
Get your hands off of me.

Tigh:
[releasing him] If I'd had the guts to airlock myself when I first found out, we wouldn't be in this mess. But that's the way out. Not this suicidal attack. I am one of the Final Five. D'Anna will back down if you threaten to flush me out an airlock.

[After learning that the truth about Tigh being a Cylon, Adama is reduced to a sobbing wreck in his son's arms]

Lee Adama:
Okay. Dad, Dad, Dad, listen. No one suspected. No one. Not with his record, what he did on New Caprica. His eye, what happened to his wife... [tries to haul his father back to his feet] Come on, let's get up.

William Adama:
What have I done? All the people I've sent to die, for what? For what?

Lee:
For Earth.

Adama:
There is no Earth. It's a frakking joke. There is no Earth.

Lee:
Okay, Dad, listen to me. Listen to me! Pull it together.

Adama:
I can't.

Lee:
Yes you can!

Adama:
I can't... I can't kill him. I can't kill the bastard. I can't. I can't.

Lee:
Okay, Dad. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. I'll take care of it.

Adama:
This is the end of the line. We've got no where else to go. And if we give the alliance too much time it'll fall apart again. We gotta roll the hard six. We all go together and as fast as we can.

[The humans and Cylons stand on the irradiated soil of a desolate, deserted beach, right next to a ruined city]

Roslin:
[bitterly] Earth.

[President Laura Roslin just saw the irradiated landscape]

Roslin:
It's perfect. We traded one nuked civilization for another.

[Starbuck and Leoben just found a crashed Viper, where she sees a corpse looking like her]

Starbuck:
If you've got an explanation for this, now's the time.

Leoben:
I don't have one. I was wrong...about Earth.

Kara:
Your Hybrid told me something. Said that I was the harbinger of death, that I would lead us all to our end.

Leoben:
She told you that? [Leoben runs away]

Starbuck:
Is it true? Is it true? If that's me lying there, then what am I?? What am I?! What am I?

[Roslin sits alone on the floor; she calmly lights one page of a book on fire and begins turning the rest of the pages into the flame one by one. Admiral Adama enters]

Adama:
We've gotta do something. Morale's going down the toilet. [sees the book] What are you doing? [realizes what the book is] Pythian prophecy. [sits down beside Roslin] Cottle told me that you didn't show up for your Doloxan treatment.

Roslin:
[flatly] That's right.

Adama:
Do you wanna tell me why?

Roslin:
I didn't feel like it.

Adama:
You're gonna reschedule.

Roslin:
I don't think so.

Adama:
Laura, you need your treatments.

Roslin:
No, I don't.

Adama:
What are you doing? Are you just gonna lie down and quit? You're the one who made me believe in this-

Roslin:
You shouldn't have listened to me. When the Cylons first attacked, you should've held your ground and kept fighting. Because I was wrong. I was wrong about everything. And all those people who listened, and they trusted me, and they followed me, all those people... they're dead. [Adama reaches out to stop her burning the book, but she brushes his hand away] Don't. Stop. Stop. [breaking down] Don't touch me. Just go. [Adama walks out of the room] Burn. Just burn.

[After a pleasant evening with Lee Adama, Dualla happily looks at herself in a mirror with Gaeta nearby]

Anastasia "Dee" Dualla:
What?

Felix Gaeta:
You're glowing.

Dee:
Am I?

Gaeta:
All I can think of is that waste of a planet.

Dee:
Felix, please... I just want to hang on to this feeling for as long as I can.

Gaeta:
Okay. [hobbles over to stand next to her and indicates a photo of Dee as a little girl] Look at that. Little Ana's got her smile back.

Dee:
Sometimes I don't even remember that's me. So long ago... she has no frakking idea what's ahead of her.

Gaeta:
Yeah. None of us do.

[He limps out the door. Dee, still smiling and humming to herself, watches him go before pulling out a gun and shooting herself in the head.]

Tigh:
You'd better get back to your ship, the fleet is about to jump.

D'Anna:
[Sighs] No, I'm not going. All of this is just going to happen again, and again, and again... So I'm getting off this merry-go-round. I'm gonna die here with the bones of my ancestors and it beats the hell out of being out there with Cavil. I'm gonna die in the cold and the dark before Cavil catches up with us.

Tigh:
I wouldn't count the old man out. He'll find us all.

D'Anna:
[Sighs] Don't you ever want to stop fighting it, Colonel? Huh? Don't you just want to stop all this?

Tigh:
-And just ride the tide out to sea...

Helo:
Athena tells me the upgrades should...triple the Fleet's jump capacity.

Tyrol:
Absolutely. And that's conservative. Their technology-our technology, is way ahead of ours. Yours.

Tigh:
Maybe you'd like a chart to keep it all straight?

Baltar:
What have you done to deserve this punishment? What sins have you committed? What dark thoughts have you harbored, that condemn you, condemn you, to wander through the universe without hope, without light.So you have to ask yourself - What kind of a father abandons his own children to despair and loneliness? Perhaps we are not the ones in need of forgiveness. Perhaps we're not. Perhaps we have been wrong. Perhaps it is God who should come down here and beg for OUR forgiveness! Am I right? Am I right?

Adama:
You know, there are days that I really hate this job.

Hot Dog:
I don't know anything about being a father.

Tyrol:
It sucks... except the parts that don't.

[Gaeta's marines take control of CIC, killing Private Jaffe in the process]

Lt. Felix Gaeta:
Admiral Adama, I am removing you from command of this ship and I am taking you into custody on the charge of treason.

Admiral William Adama:
You swore an oath when you put that uniform on. You pledged to defend this ship and her crew.

Gaeta:
[furiously] You swore the same allegiance! What happened to your oath? For seven years, I have done my frakking job and for what? [indicates Colonel Saul Tigh] To take orders from a Cylon? To let machines network our ship? No, you... you are not the leader you were when we started. You're just a sad old man who has let his heart and his affection for a Cylon cloud his judgment.

Adama:
I want you all to understand this! If you do this, there will be no forgiveness. No amnesty. This boy [referring to Jaffe] died honoring his uniform. You, you'll die with nothing.

[Starbuck shoots a Marine just before he can execute Lee Adama]

Kara "Starbuck" Thrace:
Take it from someone who died once: it's no fun. Let him go.

Hamish "Skulls" McCall:
Frak you.

Starbuck:
[shoots McCall and draws a second gun]I can do this all day. Who's next? Racetrack? Conner?

[Adama and Tigh are escorted to the brig by two Marines]

Admiral William Adama:
[to the Marine walking behind him] It's Neward, isn't it?

Private Neward:
That's right, sir.

Adama:
I thought I remembered you. Marine. You put it on the line when we took New Caprica.

Neward:
It got pretty hairy down there-

Private Maldonaldo:
Hey! Screw the war stories!

Adama:
I remember you too, Maldonaldo. Big mouth. Not much of a soldier. That doesn't matter, because when this is over, there's gonna be a reckoning. And live or die, it's how you act today that's gonna matter. [abruptly stops walking and turns to face Neward] So what's it gonna be, Neward?

Neward:
[hesitantly] Admiral, don't do this.

Adama:
I'll be damned if I'm gonna let a guy like you run me off my own ship. You want to shoot? Go on. Let's see if you've got a pair.

Neward:
I don't want to- [Adama punches him in the face]

[Roslin addresses the fleet]

Roslin:
Women and men of the fleet. This is your president. We have come to a crossroads in our long and painful journey. Of all the decisions that I have had to make since assuming the presidency, none was more frightening or more difficult than agreeing to this alliance with the Cylons. But we have come to a crossroads in our long and painful journey. Cylons and humans have been at war for generations; we know nothing else. And we have been locked in a struggle that has seen both sides suffer unspeakable loss. But with our supplies running low and our options limited, our former enemies may represent our last, perhaps our only hope. To those in the fleet and in Galactica who would reject this alliance, I am asking you. No, I am begging you to reconsider and place your trust back in those who have brought you this far, and to reject those traitors who would use your fear of the Cylons to destroy Colonial civilization a...

[a recaptured Adama is escorted by Marines to the CIC]

Lt. Felix Gaeta:
Welcome back. I had a feeling you wouldn't be on that Raptor.

Admiral William Adama:
I care too much for this ship to let it be overrun by rats.

Gaeta:
(sarcastically) Right. If only you cared as much about the people on it...

Adama:
You have no frakkin' idea-

Gaeta:
Well then show me! You want to save some lives? Get on the radio and call Roslin. Tell her to come back and surrender.

Adama:
No.

Gaeta:
I'll ask you one more time, Admiral.

Adama:
"Admiral?" "Admiral?" [reaches up to undo his rank insignia] You're the admiral now. So you call up Roslin. Make her laugh. [tosses his insignia onto the command panel]

[Romo Lampkin is brought in for Adama's "trial"]

Tom Zarek:
The Admiral is charged with treason, desertion, giving aid and comfort to the enemy, and gross dereliction of duty. The punishment for these crimes is death by firing squad. [looks at Lampkin]

Romo Lampkin:
Well, I'm not a very good shot.

Tom Zarek:
[over wireless] This is Tom Zarek, President of the Twelve Colonies. It's over Laura. Saul Tigh was killed attempting to escape. Bill Adama was tried and found guilty of his crimes. A firing squad executed him this morning. It's done, Laura. You want to think about the people of this fleet now, and surrender.

Roslin:
[with building fury] No. Not now. Not ever! Do you hear me!? I will use every cannon, every bomb, every bullet, every weapon I have down to my own eye teeth to end you! I swear it. I'm coming for all of you!

[Gaeta shares a last cigar and conversation with Baltar]

Felix Gaeta:
I suppose a long time ago, it was... architecture. There was a year there where I scribbled floor plans on everything. Dining room table, patio tiles, rare books... drove my parents crazy.

Gaius Baltar:
How old were you?

Gaeta:
I dunno. Uh, eight, maybe? Nine? [chuckles] I tell you one thing, though. I had some pretty frakking amazing ideas. Restaurants shaped like food. Hm? [chuckles again] Oh, gods, there'd be buildings and stairways... everything, everything had to have a stairway. [refills Baltar's cup of coffee] Spoils of war. [sighs] When I was older, then it became medicine, engineering, photography. Think I would've made a better architect than any of those, though. And then I discovered science and I... thought I was really, really good at it. Until I met you.

Baltar:
[fighting back tears] Felix...

Gaeta:
[shakes his head] No. And please, no religion. [pauses] I'm fine with how things have worked out. Really, Gaius, I am. I... I just hope... I hope that... people realize, eventually, who I am.

Baltar:
I know who you are, Felix. I know who you are.

[Felix Gaeta and Tom Zarek are about to be executed by a firing squad]

Admiral William Adama:
Ready! Aim!

Felix Gaeta:
[looks down at the stump of his leg, which has to this point caused him constant pain, until it ends] It stopped...

Adama:
Fire!

Number One:
In all your travels, have you ever seen a star go supernova?

Ellen Tigh:
No.

Number One:
No? Well, I have. I saw a star explode and send out the building blocks of the Universe. Other stars, other planets and eventually other life. A supernova! Creation itself! I was there. I wanted to see it and be part of the moment. And you know how I perceived one of the most glorious events in the universe? With these ridiculous gelatinous orbs in my skull! With eyes designed to perceive only a tiny fraction of the EM spectrum. With ears designed only to hear vibrations in the air.

Ellen Tigh:
The five of us designed you to be as human as possible.

Number One:
I don't want to be human! I want to see gamma rays! I want to hear X-rays! And I - I want to - I want to smell dark matter! Do you see the absurdity of what I am? I can't even express these things properly because I have - I have to conceptualize complex ideas in this stupid limiting spoken language! But I know I want to reach out with something other than these prehensile paws; and feel the solar wind of a supernova flowing over me. I'm a machine, and I can know much more. I can experience so much more. But I'm trapped in this absurd body. And why?! Because my five creators thought that "God" wanted it that way.

Anders:
Among bright stars, I'm lost. There's a new tide. And all the forgotten faces, all the forgotten children, we seek the great forgotten language...

Saul Tigh:
Yeah, you point finger back far enough and some germ gets blamed for splitting in two.

[Ellen Tigh emerges from the Raptor]

Hot Dog:
[with Starbuck standing right next to him] How many dead chicks are out there?

Sherman Cottle:
[Remarking to Tory, Tyrol, a Number Six and a Number Eight gathered around Anders' bedside] Lot of visitors. Just don't anybody unplug anything!

Kara Thrace:
Did you see Ellen and Tigh on the wing of that bird? It's like watching my parents make out.

Starbuck:
There's this one song that he taught me, it made me feel happy and sad all at the same time.

Dreilide Thrace:
The best ones do.

Number Eight:
[weakly, child-like] Thank you.

Tigh:
Thank me? For what?

Number Eight:
For the privilege of finally being able to meet my father before I die.

Tigh:
You shouldn't be thanking me. I spent most of my life trying to kill your kind.

Number Eight:
Too much confusion. [death rattle, the Eight flatlines]

[Bill Adama's speaking to Starbuck]

Adama:
In other words, it's our destiny to go after her, right? [Starbuck nods] Wrong. I've had it up to here with destiny, prophecy, with God or the Gods. Look where it's left us. The ass end of nowhere; nearly half of our people are gone; Earth, a worthless cinder; and I can't even walk down the halls of my ship without wondering if I'm gonna catch a bullet for getting us into this mess.

Ellen Tigh:
Whether you remember that life or not, at least you must understand what we were trying to do. We wanted to end the cycle of war between man and machine.

Saul Tigh:
That was a bust.

Ellen:
Yes, we failed, but we have a second chance now: Hera. Without her our children are going to die off one by one, just like they're dying right now in Cottle's sickbay.

Tigh:
I had a child. He died.

Ellen:
You're wrong Saul. You have millions.

Virtual Six:
She's right, Gaius. The end times are approaching. Humanity's final chapters are about to be written. And you - you will be its author.

Anders:
Spins and turns, angles and curves. The shape of dreams, half remembered. Slip the surly bonds of earth and touch the face of perfection - a perfect face, perfect lace. Find the perfect world for the end of Kara Thrace. End of line.

[Admiral Adama address everybody on the hangar deck and calls for volunteers to attack the Cylon Colony]

Adama:
No one should feel obligated to join this mission in any way. This is a decision I have made for myself. If it turns out that there are not enough personnel to crew Galactica, I will lead a Raptor assault with anyone who is willing to join me. Let there be no illusions; this is likely to be a one-way trip! So don't volunteer out of sentiment or emotion. There is a line running down this deck. Volunteers, move to the starboard side; Everyone else, to the port. Make your choice!

Roslin:
You didn't think you were gonna to take off without me Admiral, did you?

Adama:
Never crossed my mind, Madam President.

[The Galactica is about to jump to The Colony]

Adama:
Just so there'll be no misunderstandings later... Galactica has seen a lot of history, gone through a lot of battles. This will be her last. She will not fail us if we do not fail her. If we succeed in our mission, Galactica will bring us home. If we don't... it doesn't matter anyway. Action stations!

Adama:
All ahead, flank speed! In three, two, one... hit it! [Galactica drives forward and rams the Colony]

Virtual Six:
All the pieces are falling into place.

Virtual Baltar:
You will hold the future of Cylons and Humans in your hands.

Gaius Baltar & Caprica Six:
I will? [to each other] You see them?

[Cavil has just taken Hera hostage]

Cavil:
This thing is the key to my people's survival and I am not leaving without it.

Baltar:
Hera is not a thing. She's a child and she holds the key to humanity's survival as well.

Cavil:
And how do you know that?

Baltar:
I see angels. Angels in this very room. Now I may be mad, but that doesn't mean that I am not right. Because there is another force at work here. There's always has been. It's undeniable. We've all experienced it. Everyone in this room has witnessed events that they can't fathom, let alone explain away by rational means. Puzzles, deciphered in prophecy. Dreams given to a chosen few. Our loved ones dead ... risen. Whether we want to call that God, or Gods, or some sublime inspiration, or a divine force that we can't know or understand, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's here, it exists, and our two destinies are entwined in its force.

Cavil:
If that were true, and that is a big if, how do I know that this force has our best interests in mind? How do you know that God is on your side, Doctor?

Baltar:
I don't. God is not on any one's side. God is a force of nature. Beyond good and evil. Good and evil, we created those. Want to break the cycle? Break the cycle of birth, death, re-birth, destruction, escape, death. That's in our hands. In our hands only. Requires a leap of faith. Requires that we live in hope, not fear.

Cavil:
If I give you this girl, that means the destruction of my people. How does our extinction fit into this picture that you want to believe in?

[As Cavil's fellow Cylons are gunned down during the CIC firefight]

Cavil:
Frak!

[Cavil sticks his gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger]

[After Galactica jumps away from the doomed Colony]

Saul Tigh:
We're mostly here. Engines, life support... There's red lines through her lateral structural members. She's broke her back, she'll never jump again.

Adama:
Wherever we are is where we're gonna stay.

Roslin:
Where have you taken us, Kara?

[Galactica is shown flying over a gray moon toward Earth-our Earth.]

[While sitting under some trees on the savanna in Africa, Bill Adama explains to Laura Roslin why they chose to name their new planet Earth.]

Adama:
Earth is a dream...one we've been chasing for a long time. We've earned it. This is Earth.

[Bill Adama and Laura Roslin take their first flight on New Earth in a Raptor. They begin to admire the scenery]

Roslin:
So much...life...

Adama:
It's a rich continent. More wildlife than all the 12 Colonies put together. Just looking for a quiet place for that cabin. Maybe a garden...I don't have much of a green thumb so I hope that you do- [sees Roslin dead; she passed away while Adama was speaking]

[Baltar to Caprica-Six on New Earth in unspoken reference about his father]

Baltar:
You know, I know about farming. [Sobs, Caprica-Six comforts him]

[William Adama is sitting on a high ridge, looking out on a spectacular view of the savannah. Nearby is Laura Roslin's grave, and his last spoken words in the series are to her]

Adama:
I laid out the cabin today. It's gonna have an easterly view. You should see the light that we get here. When the sun comes from behind the mountains, it's almost heavenly. It reminds me of you.

[150,000 years later, in present-day New York; Virtual Six and Virtual Baltar are reading a National Geographic Magazine]

Virtual Six:
[reading] "At a scientific conference this week at the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, the startling announcement was made that archeologists believe they found fossilized remains of a young woman who may actually be Mitochondrial Eve. Mitochondrial Eve is the name scientists have given to the most recent common ancestor for all humans now living on Earth. She lived in what is now Tanzania, over 150,000 years ago."

Virtual Baltar:
[Smiles] Along with her Cylon mother, and Human father. [The two walk amongst the crowd, seemingly unnoticed]

Virtual Six:
Commercialism, decadence, technology run amok. Remind you of anything?

Virtual Baltar:
Take your pick. Kobol. Earth...the real Earth, before this one. Caprica before the fall.

Virtual Six:
All of this has happened before.

Virtual Baltar:
But the question remains, does all of this have to happen again?

Virtual Six:
This time I bet no.

Virtual Baltar:
[Stops] You know, I've never known you to play the optimist. Why the change of heart?

Virtual Six:
Mathematics. Law of averages. Let a complex system repeat itself long enough and eventually something surprising might occur. That, too, is in God's plan.

Virtual Baltar:
[Serious] You know it doesn't like that name.[Six gives Baltar a defiant look] Silly me. Silly, silly me. [The two walk arm-in-arm off into the streets.]