Battlestar Galactica, Season 3

Tigh:
I know you're wonderin', so I'll save you the trouble; the eye is gone. They ripped it out onto the floor and showed it to me. Looked like a hard-boiled egg.

Number One:
Let's review, why we're here shall we? Uh, we're supposed to bring the word of "God" to save the people, right? To save humanity from damnation, by bringing the love of "God" these poor, benighted people.

Caprica-Six:
We're here because the majority of the Cylons felt that the slaughter of mankind had been a mistake.

Boomer:
We're here to find a new way to live in peace. As God wants us to live.

Number One:
And it's been a fun ride so far. But I want to clarify our objectives. If we're bringing the word of "God", it follows that we should employ any means necessary to do so. Any means. Yes, fear is a key article of faith as I understand it, so perhaps it's time to instill a little more fear into the people's hearts and minds. Let's uh, let's execute Baltar.

Baltar:
What? What?!

Caprica-Six:
That's not gonna happen.

Number One:
Just because he's your favorite toy shouldn't interfere with the larger issues here.

Baltar:
I think that I have co-operated-

Caprica-Six:
Gaius is with me. Anyone that wants to challenge that will have to deal with me.

Number Five:
Well it doesn't matter. If we killed him at the beginning, it might've worked. But now most humans think of him as a traitor, and might actually cheer his death.

Number One:
Fine, fine. We don't kill Baltar. We round up the leaders of the insurgency and we execute them, publicly. We round up at random, groups off the street and we execute them, publicly. Send a message that the gloves are coming off, the insurgency stops now or else we start reducing the human population to a more mangeable size. I don't know, say less than a thousand.

Boomer:
We need to stop being butchers.

Caprica-Six:
The entire point of coming here was to start a new way of life. To push past the conflict that seperated us from humans for so long.

Number One:
And what has it gotten us? It's not like they welcomed us with, with, frak it, never mind. You're all living in a fantasy world, consider the irony in that! Ha ha! Delusional machines! What's the universe gonna come up with next?

Number Three:
Is it really worth it Caprica? Is the love of that man really worth possibly losing all of this?

Caprica-Six:
If you had ever experienced love, you wouldn't have to ask.

[As a Three moves along the lines, congratulating graduates into the New Caprica Police]

Lieutenant Tucker "Duck" Clellan:
[referring to his dead wife] I'll see you soon, Nora. [detonates his explosive vest]

Tyrol:
...You know, we need to figure out who's side we're on.

Tigh:
Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We're evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go.

Tigh:
[to Laura] You know, sometimes I think that you've got ice water in those veins, and other times I think you're just a naive little school teacher. I've sent men on suicide missions in two wars now, and let me tell you something; it don't make a Gods' damned bit of difference whether they're riding in a Viper or walking out onto a parade ground. In the end, they're just as dead. (puffs on cigarette) So take your piety and your moralizing and your high-minded principles and stick 'em some place safe till you're off this rock and you're sitting in your nice, cushy chair on Colonial One again. I've got a war to fight.

Helo:
Symbols matter. Uniforms, flags, banners - even mascots. They're like pieces of your heart that you can see.

Sharon:
[before going to the rescue mission on New Caprica, to Adama] Can I ask you a question? How do you know? I mean, how do you really know that you can trust me?

Adama:
I don't. That's what trust is.

Adama:
I'll see you at the rendezvous point.

Apollo:
Eighteen hours. Try not to be late.

Adama:
I'm getting old; I'm a little slow, but I'll be there.

Apollo:
Gods, I wish I could talk you out of this...

Adama:
You can't. You tried.

Apollo:
You know, Dad, um...

Adama:
Don't. Don't make me cry on my own hangar deck.

[The Galactica is preparing to jump to New Caprica and begin the rescue]

Adama:
This is the Admiral. You've heard the news, you know the mission. You should also know there is only one way that this mission ends: and that's with the successful rescue of our people, off of New Caprica. Look around you. Take a good look at the men and women that stand next to you. Remember their faces, for one day you will tell your children and your grandchildren that you served with such men and women as the universe has never seen. And together, you'll accomplish the feat that will be told and retold down through the ages, and find immortality as only the gods once knew. I'm proud to serve with you. Good hunting.

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.

[Hot Dog preparing to launch his Viper while the Galactica freefalls through New Caprica's atmosphere]

Brendan "Hot Dog" Costanza:
Well... this oughta be different.

[in the CIC of the heavily damaged Battlestar Pegasus]

Apollo:
Set main batteries to auto-fire cycle B! Lock engines ahead flank! [into announcement system] This is the Commander: abandon ship, abandon ship! All hands, abandon ship. Report to evac Raptors and jump to rendezvous point! Good work, and I'll see you on the other side.

Dualla:
All right, people, let's move! Out! Let's go! [turns to see Apollo lingering at his station] You too, Commander.

Apollo:
Yes, sir. [starts to leave, but pauses to take one last look at the CIC; addressing the ship herself] Thank you.

Admiral Adama:
I guess you didn't understand my orders.

Apollo:
I never could read your handwriting.

Admiral Adama:
You did it. You brought them home Saul.

Colonel Tigh:
[holding back his tears] Not all of them.

Virtual Six:
Don't make me angry, Gaius.

Adama:
You wouldn't like her when she's angry.

Roslin:
I've always wanted you.

Baltar:
Oh no.

Roslin:
What?

Baltar:
I'm dreaming, aren't I?

Roslin:
Yes, you are. [kisses him]

[In the mess room, Gaeta just tried to explain to Starbuck his role as a Resistance source while working for Baltar. All the while, crew members walk out of the hall, not interested in his monologue]

Starbuck:
You're right Felix, you're a frakking hero.

Tigh:
[shouting at Gaeta] Hey! Look at me! As long as you're here, maybe you can help me out. I'm missing something. I lost it in detention. Since you're so buddy-buddy with the Cylons, maybe you know where it is. How about it? Do you know where my eye is?

Tigh:
Everyone likes Gaeta so let's let him off the hook. Let's just look the other way on this one. Well, a lot of good people had to pay the price for what they did. Choices they made on New Caprica. Like my wife. [jury members are surprised] That's right. Ellen collaborated, gave the Cylons information on the Resistance and she died for it. Because that's the price of collaborating with the enemy. And I liked her a lot more than I like Gaeta.

Baltar:
[to Caprica Six, as she's leaving to decide Baltar's fate on the basestar] You need me! I need you, too! [Another pause, then talking to himself] I should have said that first.

[Gaius Baltar sees and hears the Hybrid for the first time.]

Hybrid:
Two protons expelled at each coupling site creates the mode of force, the embryo becomes a fish though we don't enter until a plate, we're here to experience, evolve the little toe, atrophy, don't ask me how, I'll be dead in a thousand light years, thank you, thank you, genesis turns to its source, reduction occurs step wise though the essence is all one, end of line. FTL system check. Diagnostic functions within parameters repeats the harlequin, the agony exquisite, the colors run the path of ashes...

Racetrack:
Well, too many Pilots, not enough birds. Anything to keep me flying, at this point. You want me I'm yours, Boomer.

Sharon Agathon:
Uh, no, Boomer was… She was someone else.

Helo:
Listen up. We need a new call sign for Lieutenant Agathon.

(various stupid names like Chrome Dome, Lightbulb, Toaster Babe and Wind-Up Toy are shouted out)

Hotdog:
How about "Athena"?

Helo:
Wait, wait, wait, wait. What was that?

Hotdog:
You know, the Goddess of Wisdom and War. Usually accompanied by the Goddess of Victory?

[Baltar talks religion with D'Anna while she takes a short break from torturing him.]

Baltar:
I'm a scientist. And as a scientist, I believe if God exists, our knowledge of him is imperfect. Why? Because the stories and myths we have are the products of men, the passage of time. The religion you practice is based on a theory, impossible to prove. Yet you bestow it with absolutes like, "There is no such thing as coincidence."

D'Anna/Number Three:
It's called faith.

Baltar:
Absolute belief in God's will means there's a reason for everything. Everything! And yet you can't help ask yourself how God can allow death and destruction. And then despise yourself for asking. But the truth is, if we knew God's will, we'd all be gods, wouldn't we??

[Virtual Six has mind-sex with Baltar, while in reality he is being tortured and yells back to her.]

Virtual Six:
Look at me. Look at me, Gaius. Do you want me to believe you're worth saving? Do you? Do you? Say it.

Baltar:
I want you to believe in me! Don't stop! Don't stop! Please, please don't stop! You have to believe in me! You're all I have left!

Virtual Six:
Now tell me you believe in me. Tell me you believe in my strength.

Baltar:
I believe in you! I believe in you! [D'Anna stops hurting him, totally confused, and he smiles at her/Six dreamily.] I love you with all my heart.

Sharon:
I made a choice to wear a uniform, to be a person.

Helo:
You were a person before you put on that uniform, okay? You were a person before I fell in love with you. You don't have to prove that.

Sharon:
I have to prove it every day.

Helo:
I'm not a traitor. I love my people. I love this ship. Besides you, the first thing I want to see on any morning is the lights of that CIC. But I did what I thought was right. If it was a mistake, fine, I can live with that. It's you I can't live without.

Sharon:
I'll always love you, Helo.

Tigh:
I'll tell you a dirty little secret. The toughest part of getting played is losing your dignity. Feeling like you are not worth the oxygen you are sucking down. You get used to it. You start to believe it. You start to love it. It's like a bottle that never runs dry, you can keep reaching for it over and over and over again...

Adama:
So how do you put that bottle away, Saul?

Tigh:
I don't know. One day, you just decide to... get up and walk out of your room.

[Scene on New Caprica]

Laura Roslin:
[walks over to Adama] Didn't expect you to find you playing in the sand.

Adama:
It's not sand it's alluvial deposits, this used to be the river mouth.

Laura Rosiln:
And you just had to take off your shoes and play in the alluvial deposits. How romantic.

Adama:
When you stand o­n this deck, you be ready to fight, or you dishonor the reason why we're here. Now remember this: When you fight a man, he's not your friend. Same goes when you lead men. I forgot that o­nce. I let you get too close. All of you. I dropped my guard. I gave some of you breaks, let some of you go, before the fight was really over. I let this crew and this family disband. And we paid the price in lives. That can't happen again.

Tigh:
All right, this dance is over. Get your booze and your dog tags and let's get out of here.

Starbuck:
So what, you're just gonna call it?

Tigh:
Not enough excitement for o­ne night for you, Captain?

Starbuck:
[to Apollo, as he leaves] Hey. Hey! Where the frak do you think you're going?

Apollo:
It's over, Kara.

Starbuck:
So what? You have the guts to try and frak another man's woman but not to fight o­ne? I wonder if Dee knew what she was getting. Think she would have settled for sloppy seconds? [Apollo punches her in the face.]Truth stings, don't it?

Apollo:
You want a fight, Captain. You got it.

[Flash to New Caprica]

Starbuck:
Check it out. It's a great place for a house.

Apollo:
So you're really gonna give up flying.

Starbuck:
Ah, flying's gonna suck now anyway. Lots of training, endless CAPs. The war's over. So's all the good stuff.

Apollo:
Gimme a tour of the future life of Kara Anders.

Starbuck:
I'm not getting married.

Apollo:
Well, then - then what's the point, Kara? I mean, you love him, right?

Starbuck:
Where are we going with this, Lee?

Apollo:
Well, now, that's the question, isn't it- where are we going? I mean, what if this- this is it? The rest of your life, Kara. Is this how you want to spend it? Is this who you want to spend it with?

[Flash to the match]

Anders:
What's going o­n?

Dualla:
What's it look like?

Anders:
Looks like they're trying to kill each other.

Dualla:
That's o­ne perspective.

[Flash to Starbuck and Apollo alone together on New Caprica. They kiss, then make love.]

Starbuck:
[laughs] Well, that makes things more complicated.

Apollo:
Yeah.

Starbuck:
What are we gonna do?

Apollo:
What are we gonna do? We accept it. Tomorrow, I tell Dee, you tell Sam.

Starbuck:
Just like that?

Apollo:
Just like that.

Starbuck:
I don't know.

Apollo:
Yeah, we tell them how we feel. We shout it to the skies.

Starbuck:
Yeah, right. Mm-hmm.

Apollo:
Well, you… You don't think I will?

Starbuck:
Mm-mm. [giggles]

Apollo:
[Stands up] MY NAME IS LEE ADAMA, AND I LOVE KARA THRACE!!

Starbuck:
[laughing] Calm down!

Apollo:
Well, it's not like anybody'll hear. We're in your cabin in the forest, right?

Starbuck:
Ah. [giggles]

Apollo:
I LOVE KARA THRACE! AND I DON'T CARE WHO FRAKKING KNOWS!

Starbuck:
Oh, you're crazy. Get down.

Apollo:
Well, come o­n. I'm not gonna stop until you get up and do it too.

Starbuck:
I can't.

Apollo:
I'm gonna- Okay, here we go again. Lee Adama…

Starbuck:
Okay, shh! [She stands] Okay. Ka - [gasps] KARA THRACE LOVES LEE ADAMA! [They kiss. Starbuck stops smiling and looks serious.]

[Lee Adama just found out from Admiral Adama that Starbuck and Anders got married earlier in the morning. Lee sees the newlyweds coming to him.]

Anders:
Hey, man. Did you hear the news? We're hitched. We got married. Can you believe it?

Apollo:
No. No, I can't believe it.

Anders:
Yeah. No, it was crazy. She comes down, and she wakes me up. She pops the question, she drags me down to the priest, and, bang, like that, we're married.

Apollo:
So it was your idea.

Starbuck:
Yeah. It was my idea.

Anders:
Do you guys…Do you guys want a minute to, uh, you know, talk?

Apollo:
Congratulations, Sam.

Anders:
Yeah.

Apollo:
And good luck. You're gonna need it.

[Apollo immediately walks over to Dualla and begins kissing her. Flashing back to the fight, both Starbuck and Apollo are bloody and exhausted, but still throwing punches at each other between flashes of memories. Finally, they embrace, both in flashes of memories and in the ring, in front of Dualla, Sam, and everyone watching the fight.]

Starbuck:
I missed you.

Apollo:
I missed you too. I missed you too.

[Adama and Tigh discuss the food shortage]

Adama:
I hear they're still eating paper. Is that true?

Tigh:
No. Paper shortage.

[The two break down into helpless laughter]

[Breaking the fourth wall]

Hybrid:
Throughout history, the nexus between man and machine has spawned some of the most dramatic, compelling, and entertaining fiction.

[Baltar and Three confront the Hybrid]

Hybrid:
[Suddenly grabs Baltar's hand] Intelligence! A mind that burns like a fire!

Baltar:
Yes, I'm here.

Hybrid:
Find the hand that lies in the shadow of the light, in the eye of the husband of the eye of the cow. [Baltar removes his hand from the Hybrid's tank.]

Three:
You all right? It just speaks nonsense, doesn't it?

Baltar:
I don't think anything she says is nonsense.

Roslin:
[interrupting Baltar] The less this man says, the better this will go.

Starbuck:
Can I make a suggestion that you won't like?

Apollo:
Do you make any other kind?

[In response to the Cylons calling his bluff about nuking the planet.]

Roslin:
Too bad we're bluffing.

Adama:
Are we?

Adama:
Mr. Hoshi, order nuclear ground-strike missiles into launch tubes 4-10.

Hoshi:
[On the intercom] Aye sir, This is a nuclear mission order...

Roslin:
What are you doing?

Adama:
Nuking the planet.

Starbuck:
He won't cheat. He's too honorable.

Dualla:
Unlike you.

Starbuck:
Yeah, unlike me. I love Sam, I hate Sam. I love Lee, I hate Lee. Gods, I have to cheat just to keep the pieces all nice and neat.

[Dualla coyly gives Starbuck a light "snap out of it" slap across the face]

Chief:
[To Baltar before hitting him over the head with a pistol] Welcome home Mr. President.

Baltar:
[During interrogation about Virtual Six] She chose me. Chose me over all men. Chosen to be seduced. Taken by the hand. Guided between the Light and the Dark. But is she an angel or is she a demon? Is she imaginary or is she real? Is she my own voice or the voice of..

Adama:
You took the Cylons to the Temple. To the Eye of Jupiter. What did it tell them? What did it tell them about Earth?

Baltar:
I wasn't looking for..

Adama:
What were you looking for, doctor? What were you looking for?

Baltar:
Their faces but they wouldn't show them to me.

Roslin:
Their faces? Whose faces?

Baltar:
Five. Final Five.

Roslin:
The Final Five.. Cylons?

Baltar:
I thought I might be one of them. I told them I wanted to be one of them.

Roslin:
A Cylon? Why?

Baltar:
All my sins forgiven. A new beginning.

Roslin:
Are you a Cylon, doctor Baltar?

Baltar:
[After a lengthy pause] No..

[Helo is accusing Doctor Robert of intentionally letting the Sagitarrons die]

Cottle:
I'm not gonna listen to this, you hear me? That man has his hands full down there.

Helo:
He's singling out Sagitarrons. That doesn't bother you? Doctor, that doesn't bother you?

Cottle:
What exactly is he doing?

Helo:
I don't know, I'm not a doctor.

Cottle:
Well, now, that's the first sensible thing you've said yet.

[Helo is about to go and face Doctor Robert]

Sharon:
You know what's wrong with this ship? You and the Sagitarrons. How you might actually be listening to them.

Helo:
It's my job.

Sharon:
They're dying because they're refusing medication, Karl.

Helo:
You want me to look the other way, is that it? Is that it? Our daughter's fine, that's all that matters?

Sharon:
No.

Helo:
Or is it cause as long as everyone hates the Sagitarrons you forget you are a Cylon for five minutes?

Sharon:
You shut the frak up. Yeah, I want you to look the other way. I have to fight on this ship every day to be accepted.

Helo:
This has nothing to do with you. Okay? You think that's what I am? That's what I've become? That's my defining characteristic, the guy married to a Cylon?

[Helo and Hot Dog are at a briefing in the ready room. Sitting next to each other, Helo notices Hot Dog scratching near his groin area]

Helo:
What's the matter with you?

Hot Dog:
Sorry, I've got the weirdest rash.

Helo:
Really? [Helo looks askance at Hot Dog] I hope she was worth it buddy!

[Helo gets up and moves one seat over to the aisle seat. Athena, overhearing the exchange, moves with her husband simultaneously over to her aisle seat directly behind Helo while also giving Hot Dog a humorously wary look and a smile.]

Chief Tyrol:
I've known people from Aerelon. You don't sound anything like them.

Gaius Baltar:
I don't sound like I'm from Aerelon?

Tyrol:
No.

Baltar:
Well, you know, I take that as a particular compliment. I don't know about you, but I've always founds the Aerelon dialect to be particularly hard on the ears. [affects a Yorkshire accent] Something about the consonants that scrape the back of the throat. [murmurs] Of course, I should know an awful lot about my native tongue; I spent hours on end trying to overcome it. Do you have any idea how hard it is for a ten-year-old boy to change the way he speaks? To unlearn everything he ever learned so that one day, one day there might be the small hope that he might be considered as not comin' from Aerelon? Maybe... I don't know... [switches back to Received Pronunciation.] Caprica. Caprican. Oh, to be Caprican. The seat of politics, culture, art, science, learning. And what was Aerelon, just a drab, ugly rock condemned to be the food basket for the Twelve Worlds. And that's how we were treated: like servants, like laborers, like working class. You know, you'd have fitted right in there, Chief. Lots of men who [switches back to Yorkshire accent] liked to work with their hands and, grab a pint down t'pub, and finish off the evening with a good old-fashioned fight.[switches back to Received Pronunciation] Oh yes, I left Aerelon after my eighteenth birthday. I turned my back on my family, on my heritage. All of them. 'Course it doesn't matter, that. They're all dead now.

Virtual Leoben:
See, there's nothing so terrible about death, when you finally face it...it's beautiful. You're free now... to become who you really are.

Kara:
[smiling] You're not Leoben.

Virtual Leoben :
Never said I was. I'm here to prepare you to pass through the next door. To discover what hovers in the space between life and death.

[Baltar and Lampkin are discussing the upcoming trial]

Baltar:
Caprica Six. I'm worried about her. She's the key. They can use her to completely destroy me. We need to get to her. We need to know what she's thinking. We need to.. talk to her. Tell her.. Tell her that I love her very much. I am thinking about her a lot.

Lampkin:
I can sense that, yes.

[Adama and Apollo argue after the assassination attempt]

Adama:
What the hell were you doing out there? I gave you an order. To do a job.

Apollo:
Excuse me, I was doing my job.

Adama:
Yeah, being led around by the nose! That bastard yanked your chain and you jumped.

Apollo:
He wanted files from the Colonial One.

Adama:
It was the middle of the night.

Apollo:
You assigned me to security.

Adama:
Yeah. And there was a bomb on that ship and you missed it.

[Apollo details the security policy]

Apollo:
You take a good look at this room. Every time you leave, memorize it. If anything changes, don't touch it. A book moves, shoes in a wrong place, something smells different, you get the frak out. Someone knocks, don't answer the door, don't open the door. Look, you have to do what I say.

Lampkin :
If they wanna kill me, they'll find a way. Now, who do I have to bribe to see the Cylon woman?

[Lampkin visits Caprica Six]

Caprica Six:
Did he ask about me? Gaius?

Lampkin:
[removes his sunglasses] He wanted to know if you're well. He wanted you to know that he misses you.. Loves you. Because he can't be here to tell you, he gave me this, a gift to you. [takes out Baltar's pen and gives it to Six] He uses that at the risk of grave reprisal to express his feelings, to put his world into some kind of recognizable order. To be heard. He's kept it hidden because he knows he will not get another. [Caprica Six takes the pen and caresses it] He wants you to have it. Because without you it has no meaning. He wants you to have it because he would do anything, ANYTHING to be with you again.

Caprica Six:
Well, that's a shame isn't it? [gives back the pen] Since they'll never let me keep it.

Lampkin:
You understand that your days are owned and tallied by those people, the ones out there watching us. [points to the glass] I think you realize what's likely to become of you. I couldn't help you if they paid me ten times what they offered me for Baltar. You won't get a trial. Not even a bad one. So I have to ask you, does your love hurt as much as mine?

[Defense attorney Romo Lampkin's letter to Gaius Baltar]

There is no greater ally, no force more powerful, no enemy more resolved, than a son who chooses to step from his father's shadow.

[Lampkin is defending Baltar]

Lampkin:
It's obvious my client is guilty. He's a traitor. And a killer. He's no better than a Cylon and what do we do with them?

Audience:
Throw them out the airlock!

Lampkin:
That's right! Throw them out the airlock. This man sold us to our enemy. This man is our enemy and if there's one thing that is good in a war, that is right and just and proper: it's slaughtering our enemy! Getting some righteous payback!

[Baltar and Lampkin are discussing options after Roslin's testimony with Lee idly listening to them]

Baltar:
We need to find something, anything that can discredit her testimony. She's a fanatic, right. I don't know if that's gonna..

Lampkin:
[glances at Lee] You're awfully quiet.

Lee:
Just listening.

Lampkin:
You see, your problem is that I'm a really good liar and you're not. So let's have it.

Lee:
Have what?

Baltar:
My gods he's right, you do know something. You know something and you're not saying.

Lee:
It's probably not even true.

Lampkin:
I like it already.

[Lee asks Adama about Roslin]

Adama:
After what you did to Tigh, you're the last person I'd confide in.

Lee:
Me? I didn't do anything to Tigh. He was drunk. It's really not my fault.

Adama:
You told Lampkin about Ellen.

Lee:
I didn't even know about Ellen.

Adama:
Yeah, right.

Lee:
You're calling me a liar?

Adama:
I'm calling you a liar and a coward. One who doesn't have the guts to go after the man himself. Instead you hand the shiv to a stranger. Let him stab Tigh in the back. And for what? Traitor, piece of garbage, Gaius Baltar. Doesn't even deserve a trial.

[Lee is resigning]

Lee:
I refuse to serve under a man who questions my integrity.

Adama:
I refuse to have a man who has none.

Lampkin:
Why do you believe that the defendant, Gaius Baltar, deserves to be acquitted?

Lee:
Well, because the evidence does not support the charges.

Lampkin:
Come on...

Lee:
Did the defendant make mistakes? Sure he did, serious mistakes, but did he actually commit any crimes? Did he commit treason? No. It was an impossible situation. When the Cylons arrived what could he possibly do? What could anyone have done? I mean, ask yourself, what would you have done? What would you have done? If he had refused to surrender, the Cylons would've probably nuked the planet, right then and there. So did he appear to co-operate with the Cylons? Sure, so did hundreds of others. What's the difference between him and them? The President issued a blanket pardon. They were all forgiven, no questions asked. Colonel Tigh? Colonel Tigh used suicide bombers, killed dozens of people, forgiven. Lieutenant Agathon and chief Tyrol murdered an officer on the Pegasus, forgiven. The admiral? The admiral instituted a military coup d'etat against the President, forgiven. And me? Well, where do I begin? I shot down a civilian passenger ship, the Olympic Carrier, over a thousand people on board, forgiven. I raised my weapon to a superior officer, committed an act of mutiny, forgiven. And then on the very day when Baltar surrendered to those Cylons, I, as commander of Pegasus, jumped away! I left everybody on that planet, alone, undefended for months. I even tried to persuade the admiral never to return, to abandon you all there for good. If I'd had my way nobody would have made it off that planet. I'm the coward, I'm the traitor, I'm forgiven. I'd say we're very forgiving of mistakes. We make our own laws now, our own justice, and we've been pretty creative with ways to let people off the hook. For everything from theft to murder. And we've had to be, because we're not a civilization anymore, we are a gang, and we're on the run, and we have to fight to survive. We have to break rules, we have to bend laws, we have to improvise! But not this time, no, not this time, not for Gaius Baltar. No, you, you have to die! You have to die, because, well, because we don't like you very much. Because you're arrogant, because you're weak, because you're a coward, and we, the mob, want to throw you out the airlock because you didn't stand up to the Cylons and get yourself killed in the process! That's justice now! You should've been killed back on New Caprica, but since you had the temerity to live, we're going to execute you now. That's justice!

[crowd murmurs angrily]

Judge:
Order, order!

Lee:
This case, this case is built on emotion, on anger, bitterness, vengeance, but most of all it's built on shame. It's about the shame of what we did to ourselves back on that planet. It's about the guilt of those of us who ran away, who ran away. And we are trying to dump all of that guilt and all that shame onto one man, and then flush him out the airlock, and just hope that that gets rid of it all. So that we can live with ourselves. But that won't work. That won't work. That's not justice, not to me. Not to me.

Lampkin:
No further questions.

[Lampkin is limping along the corridor after the trial]

Lee:
Romo, one thing. When you put me on the stand, did you know what was gonna happen?

Lampkin:
[Stops walking] I knew you were an honest man, Mister Adama. Much unlike your grandfather. [Leaves his cane, puts on his sunglasses, smiles and walks away without any limp]

[Tyrol, Tigh, Anders, and Tory are all hearing a strange music and begin putting lyrics to it]

Galen Tyrol:
There must be some kind of way out of here.

Saul Tigh:
Said the Joker to the thief.

Samuel Anders:
There's too much confusion here.

Tory Forster:
I can't get no relief.

[As the four newly-revealed Cylons aboard Galactica struggle to deal with the information, the call to action stations sounds]

Lieutenant Felix Gaeta:
[over the loudspeaker] Inbound Cylon fleet! I repeat: action stations, action stations. Set Condition One throughout the ship. This is not a drill.

Tory Foster:
Oh gods... what're we going to do?

Saul Tigh:
The ship is under attack. We do our jobs. Report to your stations!

Galen Tyrol:
Report to stations?

Tigh:
My name is Saul Tigh. I am an officer in the Colonial Fleet. Whatever else I am, whatever else it means, that's the man I want to be. And if I die today, that's the man I'll be.

[Lee sees an unknown ship close by. It turns out to be a Viper MKII, with someone familiar in the cockpit]

Starbuck:
Hi Lee.

Lee:
Kara?

Starbuck:
[laughs] Don't freak out, it really is me. It's gonna be okay, I've been to Earth. I know where it is, and I'm gonna take us there.

[in theGalactica CIC, as four Cylon baseships attack]

Admiral Adama:
[to a crewman at a terminal] Pass up the cord! Connect the other side right away!

Captain Aaron Kelly:
We've lost maneuvering thrusters!

Captain Karl "Helo" Agathon:
Can't take any more hits to port or we're looking at explosive decompression, sections 36 to 48!

Admiral Adama:
Jump drives? [Helo grimly shakes his head and sadly lowers his gaze to the floor] Then that's it. It's been an honor.

[at the Galactica CIC, Colonel Tigh sees Gaeta enter and he is not very pleased]

Tigh:
You got to be kidding me. Who gave this man permission to enter the CIC?

Captain Karl "Helo" Agathon:
Admiral's orders sir. [walks up to Tigh] Communications took some serious hits during the rescue and Mr. Gaeta's offered to help with repairs.

Tigh:
Well isn't that nice. a man can turn his coat, collaborate with the enemy, [as everybody stops working] contribute to the deaths of thousands, but the old man needs his phones fixed and suddenly all is forgiven.

Agathon:
The Cylons find us, we're gonna need every hand we've got.

Tigh:
[to Helo] The Cylons found us, Mr. Agathon. Your friend Gaeta was on the welcoming committee. [shouting at Gaeta as he looks exasperated at what Tigh just said] Hey! Look at me! As long as you're here, maybe you can help me out. I'm missing something. I lost it in detention. [gets closer] Since you're so buddy-buddy with the Cylons, maybe you know where it is. How about it? [pause] Do you know where my eye is??!?

[Opening Narration]

Kendra Shaw:
You're born, you live and you die. There are no do-overs, no second chances to make things right if you frak 'em up the first time. Not in this life anyway. [...] Like I said, you make your choices and you live with them. And in end you are those choices.

Cain:
Sometimes, we have to leave people behind, so that we can go o­n. So that we can continue to fight. Sometimes, we have to do things that we never thought we were capable of, if o­nly to show the enemy our will. Yesterday, you showed me that you were capable of setting aside your fear, setting aside your hesitation, and even your revulsion -- every natural inhibition that during battle can mean the difference between life and death. When you can be this for as long as you have to be, then you're a razor. This war is forcing us all to become razors because if we don't, we don't survive. And then we don't have the luxury of becoming simply human again.

The first Hybrid:
Come in, Major. I've been waiting for you for a long time.

Shaw:
You're what all this is about, aren't you? What are you?

The first Hybrid:
What am I? A man? Or am I a machine? My children believe I am a god.

Shaw:
Are you ... a god?

The first Hybrid:
I have seen things. Your life, Kendra Shaw. The things you have done. Things you felt you had to do. All leading to this moment. You wish to be forgiven, my child. ... Do you wish to be forgiven?

Shaw:
Yes.

The first Hybrid:
Then come up closer. There's something I have to tell you. Come. [Grabs her arm] Kara Thrace will lead the human race to its end.

Shaw:
What?

The first Hybrid:
She is the herald of the apocalypse. The harbinger of death. They must not follow her.

[The first Hybrid and Shaw, just before Shaw detonates the nuclear warhead]

The first Hybrid:
As my own existence comes to a close, only to begin anew, in ways uncertain.

Shaw:
You're scared, aren't you, mother-frakker? You should be.

The first Hybrid:
All this has happened before, and it will happen again...again...again...again...again...again...again...again...again

William Adama:
I've been going through Cain's log and from a tactical perspective it's hard to find fault in anything she did. Or that Kendra Shaw did.

Lee Adama:
They butchered innocent civilians, Dad. Come on. How can you ignore that?

William Adama:
I know that I didn't have to face any of the situations that she did. I had the President in my face, arguing for the survival of the civilian fleet. I've Colonel Tigh keeping me honest, balancing my morality and my tactics. And I had you. Now...you don't have any children, so you might not understand this, but you see yourself reflected in their eyes. And there are some things that I've thought of doing with this fleet, but I've stopped myself, because I knew I'd have to face you the following day.