Battlestar Galactica

Lieutenant Zac:
Nice shooting, but...they hit my high engine!

Captain Apollo:
That's okay, little brother; we got all of 'em. The day those guys can outfight us without a ten-to-one margin.

Lieutenant Zac:
Apollo, better look at your scanner.

[A solid wall of Cylon raiders is chasing them.]

Captain Apollo:
Ah, but a thousand to one, that's not fair.

Lieutenant Zac:
What does it mean?

Captain Apollo:
It means there's isn't going to be any peace. There might not be much of anything if we don't warn the Fleet!

Lieutenant Zac:
Do it. I'm short an engine; you know I won't be able to keep up with you.

Captain Apollo:
Zac, I'm not gonna leave you!

Lieutenant Zac:
You have to! I'm putting my foot on that turbo. I'll make it back ahead of 'em, now go on! You've gotta warn the Fleet! I'll be all right.

Captain Apollo:
[sighs] You can fly with me any time, little brother. Good luck!