Battlestar Galactica, Season 3

Number Three:
What would you have us do, Gaius?

Gaius Baltar:
Leave. Pack up your centurions, and go. Please. Go.

Number Three:
And then what? What would you do if we really just left you here? You'd live out your lives in peace and never trouble yourselves with thoughts of us again? Or would you raise your children with stories of the Cylon, the mechanical slaves who once did your bidding, only to turn against you? Killers who committed genocide against your race, the occupiers of this city until we just ran away? Would you tell them to tell the story to their children, and to their children's children, and nurse a dream of vengeance down through the years so that one day they could just go out into the stars and hunt the Cylon once more?

Gaius Baltar:
Blood for blood ...has to stop one day.