"'There are those who believe 'that life here began out there, 'far across the universe, 'with tribes of humans 'who may have been the forefathers of the Egyptians 'or the Toltecs or the Mayans, 'that they may have been the architects of the great pyramids," "'or the lost civilizations of Lemuria 'or Atlantis." "'Some believe that there may yet be brothers of man 'who even now fight to survive 'somewhere beyond the heavens.'" "Noble delegates, you're anxious to go back to your ships before our rendezvous with the Cylons but I think it appropriate to toast the most significant event in the history of mankind." "I would like to raise my chalice to you, not merely as the Quorum of 12, representing the 12 Colonies of man, but as my friends, the greatest leaders ever assembled." "As we approach the seventh millennium of time, the human race at last will find peace, thanks to you." "To peace." "Starbuck, what are you going to say?" "Zac, calm down." "Why are you so nervous?" "He sees me as his little brother." "You're acting like one." "It's a routine patrol." " Why is it so important to you?" " Because it is." "I'm a warrior." "I want to prove that to him." "This may not be the best time." "It's a peace envoy!" "What trouble could there be?" " That's not the point." " Starbuck, you promised." "I know." "What are you doing?" "We're going on patrol." " Er..." " He can't make it." "Starbuck's not well." "Oh?" "Yeah, well, it's...erm..." "Well, that's kind of short notice, erm, with everybody not wanting to go on this patrol." "They want to celebrate the armistice." "Yes, Zac, you have a suggestion?" "I've studied the coordinates from here to the Cylon capital." " My ship's ready to go!" " That's lucky." "Isn't it, Starbuck?" "Yeah, that's a real stroke of luck." "I guess you're just gonna have to pull Starbuck's patrol with me." "Wow!" " Were we ever like that?" " I can't remember that far back." "Listen, maybe I ought to go." "No, he'll be fine." "It's not as if we're at war, right?" "See you later." " Take care of the stomach." " Yeah, I will." "Section 12, launch bay Alpha, stand by to launch fighter probe." "Acknowledge input." "Recorded and functioning." "'Coordinates transferred." " 'Acknowledge.'" " Acknowledged." "Ready to launch." "Core systems transferring control to probe craft." "Launch when ready." " It's so different out here." " This is nothing." "When the war is over, we may get back to deep exploration." "That's the challenge." "Let's take a look at Lianus Vector." "Baltar, my friend, this armistice conference would not have been possible without your tireless work." "You have secured for yourself a place in the history books." "That the Cylons chose me as their liaison to the Quorum of the 12 was an act of Providence, not skill." "I see the party is not a huge success with all my children." "What awaits us out there troubles me." "Surely you don't cling to your suspicions about the Cylons?" "They asked for this armistice." " They want peace." " Forgive me, Mr President, but they hate us with every fibre of their existence." "We love freedom." "We love independence... to feel, to question, to resist oppression." "To them, it's an alien way of existing they will never accept." "But they have, through Baltar." "They have sued for peace." "Yes." "Of course, you're right." "Apollo, two targets on my scanner above the moon Cimtar." "It could be a storm." "We'll be coming through it." "Hold positions and cover me while I take a look." "Well, look at that." "What is it?" "I'll tell you in a flash." "Warbook says a Cylon tanker." "Scanner reads it's empty." "Apollo, I have a funny feeling." "Well, we came to look." "There's the other ship tucked in nice and neat." "I wonder what she's doing?" " She's jamming us." " 'Warbook says she's a freighter.'" "If she's jamming us, she's hiding something." "I'm going round her." "Nothing but a harmless mist." "Not heavy at all." "I don't see why they'd send up all that electronic jamming." " Let's get out of here." " Why?" "'I'll explain later.'" "Colonial viper in quadrant." "Intercepting." "I see what you mean." "It's an ambush." "Enough firepower to destroy the entire fleet." "We won't make it, giving them our backs." " How many of them can you make out?" " Four." "At three, hit your reverse thrusters and maximum braking flaps." "We'll give them a little surprise." "One, two, three." "Turbos, full forward thrust." "Now." "Right here, you creeps." "Hey, not bad, little brother." "You go after the guys on the right." " Yahoo!" " Apollo, I'll get this one." "'Zac, look out!" "Behind you!" "'" "'He's right on my tail!" "'" "'Hang on, I'm coming.'" " Steady..." " 'Hurry, Apollo!" "'" "Steady..." "Nice shooting but they hit my high engine." "'That's OK, we got 'em." "'Those guys need a ten to one margin...'" "Apollo, better look at your scanner." " But 1,000 to one, that's not fair." " 'What's it mean?" "'" "There won't be any peace... there may not be much of anything if we don't warn the fleet." "Do it." "I won't be able to keep up with you." " Zac, I'm not going to leave you." " 'You have to.'" "I'll make it back." "Now go on - you've got to warn the fleet." "I'll be all right." "You can fly with me any time, little brother." "Good luck." "'This is Commander Adama returning from Atlantia.'" " Request permission to land." " 'Granted.'" " Something's wrong." " What is it?" "I don't know." "They just put the ship on alert." "'Atlantia, this is Galactica." "Request assistance...'" " What is it?" " Our patrol had trouble." "Signals are being jammed." "It could be smugglers or pirates or..." "Get me the President, please." "Mr President, our patrol is under attack, we don't know by whom." "As a precaution I would like to launch intercept fighters." "I think that's highly inadvisable in view of the delicacy of our situation." "Quite right, Baltar." "Commander, as a precaution I insist upon restraint." "'If this turns out to be an encounter with some outlaws, 'we could jeopardise the peace by displaying fighters" " 'so close to our rendezvous.'" " Mr President, two of my fighters are under attack." "'By forces unknown." "'Do not launch until the situation is more clear.'" "Sir, I at least urge you to bring the fleet to alert?" "'I will consider that." "Thank you, Commander.'" " He'll consider it?" "He'll consider it?" " It's all right." "I'm sorry, Commander, it's just that..." " Well..." " Well, what?" "The patrol is under the command of Captain Apollo." "If I can't have confidence in my first-born son, whom can I depend upon?" "Commander, Zac is with him." "It's his first patrol." "Thank you." "Come on, give me all you got." "Still no word from our fighters." "They're being jammed." " If we don't launch..." " We cannot launch." "It's been forbidden." "However... this might be a good time for battle stations drill." " Sound the alert, Colonel." " Yes, sir." "You may never see another one, fellas." "A perfect pyramid." "Unless there's a better hand, the pot's mine." "Wait, wait!" "Come here, wait!" "Come back!" "Duty calls!" "Let's go!" "Sir, our scanner shows a large number of ships headed this way at high speed." " A single craft is approaching." " Get that pilot here." " Get me the President." " Yes, sir." " What's going on?" " Don't worry." "Probably an aerial salute for the President." "Sure ruined a good card game." " 'Commander?" "'" " Mr President, a wall of unidentified craft is closing in." "Possibly a Cylon welcoming committee." "Sir, may I suggest we launch a welcoming committee of our own?" "There remain many hostile feelings amongst our warriors." "The likelihood of an unfortunate incident with all those pilots in the sky..." "Commander?" "Sir, did Baltar suggest that we sit here defenceless?" "My friend, we are on a peace mission." "The first peace Man has known in a thousand years." "Stand by to attack." "Come on, baby, not much further." "Blue Flight Two, in trouble!" "Emergency approach." " Mr President!" " Commander... our patrol is under attack from the approaching force." "Mr President, your welcoming committee is firing at us!" "'Baltar?" "We made it." "'Patrol to fleet, I need help!" "'" "'What was that?" "'" "That was my son, Mr President." "No!" "Oh, my God..." "Positive shield, now!" "Launch fighters!" " All batteries commence fire!" " All fire, control stations." "'Launch all remaining vipers." " Sir, they're off." " Fighters launched, sir." "Did the other ships launch their fighters?" "Negative, sir." "Lord help us." "'Engineering reports hits on starboard engine.'" "Cylons." "I had to leave Zac, he's disabled." " I have to go back." " No." "Father, I didn't know what to do!" "He doesn't stand a chance!" "'Atlantia to all battlestars...'" "Zac?" "His ship was destroyed just short of the fleet." "'Transferring target data.'" "'Reduce speed to maintain position with Atlantia.'" "Boomer, there's a pair on your tail." "Pull up!" "I'll get him off." "Nice shooting!" "We have to know how many base ships we're dealing with." " No base ships." " You're mistaken." "Fighters can't go this far from Cylon, they don't carry enough fuel." " Just fighters." "Maybe a thousand." " How do you account for that, Apollo?" "I don't know." "We picked up an empty tanker on our scanner." "I guess the Cylons used it to refuel after flying there from where their base ships are." "Why operate without base ships when it isn't necessary?" "They would've been well out of our range at the old moon." "Unless it was necessary... for them to be somewhere else." "Get me the President!" "Starbuck, it's dangerous here!" "Mr President, I request permission to leave the fleet." "I suspect our home planets may face imminent attack." " Maintain contact!" " '..fires out of..." "Request...'" "'How could I have been so completely wrong?" "'I have led the entire human race to ruin.'" "Mr President?" "Group 3, Vectors 1-7 and 2-8." "Arm and attack Atlantia." " I got him on the left." " I got him on the right." "'The main attack is on the President's ship.'" "Atlantia Death Squadron, attack." "Negative shield, now!" "Back to your posts, now!" "Oh, my God." "Commander, long-range scanners have picked up Cylon base ships... at grids 0-3-5, 1-2-6 and 2-5-8." "Within striking range of the planets Virgon, Sagitara and..." "Yes, and Caprica." "By your command." "Speak, Centurion." "All base ships are now in range to attack the Colonies." "The final annihilation of the life form known as Man." "Let the attack begin." "Helm, bring us around." "We're withdrawing." "Flank speed for home." "Long-range scanner picks up wave after wave of ships headed towards all inner planets." "Hey, Boomer, where's she going?" "'Don't ask me." "The Commander calls the shots.'" "Hey, guys, Galactica's pulling out." "There's got to be a good reason." "Electronic jamming has stopped." "They're clearing the air for their electronic guidance systems." "So the attack is under way." "No, sir, we're picking up video signals." "Everything looks normal at home." "We have a civil broadcast transmission coming up shortly." "Perhaps we're in time, Commander?" "Preparations continue through the night here at the Caprica Presidium." "We can see at the moment it is somewhat deserted." "But with the new dawn, it will be full of Capricans coming here, eagerly and joyfully, to usher in a new era - the era of peace." "So far, details of the armistice meeting, going on at this very moment on the star Kobol, are not coming in as we had hoped for." "'It seems that this is due to unusual electrical interferences 'which are blocking out all interstellar communications.'" "However, as soon as they are available, we will be showing you the first pictures of something described as the most significant event in history." "Oh, my God!" "It's a tremendous explosion!" "Are we getting this on camera?" "People are running everywhere." "Ladies and gentlemen, this is terrible." "They're bombing the city." "Boxey!" "No!" "Boxey!" "Miss, the building's going to topple!" "Everybody, run for cover!" "Run!" "Run!" "Hurry, find cover!" "Get out of here!" "Stay down here!" "No!" "No!" " My daggit!" "Where is he?" " He's fine." "It's going to be all right." "'..on the southern peninsula." "'31 cities are known to be under heavy attack.'" "'Red 1-3-niner, we're on fire." "Emergency, fire in Red 1-3.'" "'The water supply is cut off.'" "'A second wave is coming in." "We have no defences!" "'" "'Is this channel operative?" "'" "Oh, Zac... and all the others!" "They trusted us to protect them and we..." "Oh, God." "There really wasn't any choice." "Commander, Cylon base ships on long-range scanner, launching to all outer planets." "No hope, Commander." "What about Sagitara?" "The planet's in flames, Commander." "Have my shuttlecraft prepared, please." "Shuttlecraft?" "I'm going down on the surface of Caprica." "You can't." "If the Cylon scanners pick you up..." "You will continue to rendezvous with the survivors of the fleet." "I'll take you in my fighter." "You're the last Council member." "If we run into a Cylon ship, you'll have a chance." "I insist on that, Commander." "Very well." "Transferring control to probe craft." "Launch when ready." "Ships are coming in on both decks, sir." " What's the count?" " 67 fighters in all, sir. 25 of our own." " How many battlestars?" " None." "What?" "We're the only surviving battlestar." "My God." "Red Leader One in trouble." "Repeat, in trouble." "Red Leader, how can we assist you?" "I'm damaged." "Power control circuits shot away on my landing gear." "Starbuck, what's your condition?" "This is no time for trainees, Athena." "I'm in real trouble." "You will be if you keep talking like that." "How's your fuel?" " Dry." " 'All right." "Run the check with me.'" "Alpha circuit, alternate to left servo circuit." "Alpha circuit alternating to left servo circuit." "No response." "My throttles are still full open." "Omega C circuit." "Alternate the servo support circuit." "Alternating to servo support circuit." "Does not respond." "Bring him in full throttle." "There's no choice." "I heard him." "Get everyone out of the way, I'm coming in hot." "You're cleared to land." "I hope you aren't counting off for neatness." "He's coming in like a missile." "Stay back!" "He could lose it." "I told you to stay back!" "Starbuck!" "Get out!" "The ship might blow any minute!" " Are you all right?" " Fine, no thanks to your father." " Here." "Give it a good wash for me." " Out of the way." "Blow that out!" "What are you saying?" "Do you realise what we've been through?" "You didn't see how we spent our day." "We single-handedly beat the Cylons while you went on a cruise!" "Don't you realise what's happened?" "!" "I realise what happened." "You should see this baby when it takes off." "Beautiful sight, unless it happens to be your base ship!" "Starbuck, listen to me!" "The Colonies are gone." " All of them." " What are you talking about, gone?" "I'm sorry, Ila." "I was never there when it mattered." "Never." "Women." "This way." "There's food somewhere." "I'm hungry." "Father?" "There are crowds coming." "They probably saw our ship land." "I was just...g-gathering a few things here." " This likeness of you and Zac..." " Father, we can't stay." "Maybe Mother wasn't here." "No." "No, she was here." "She was here." "Where were they?" "Where were they?" "!" "Where are the rest of you fancy fliers?" "Where were you when they killed the rest of us?" " What were you doing, boy?" " Wait!" "Let him talk!" "I want to know where you were as well." "All of you." "We waited." "We watched and prayed and you never came." "Most of us are dead." " The fleet is all but destroyed." " But you're here." "From the Battlestar Galactica." " It survived?" " Yes." "What of the President and the Council of 12 and all the other Colonies?" "All destroyed." " Commander Adama." " Yes, Serina." "It's true then." "We're defeated, doomed." "Can I ride in your ship, sir?" "Fighter planes aren't for little boys." "They're going to have to be if we're going to survive." " We must fight back." " Yes, we are going to fight back." "But not here, not now, not in the Colonies." "Not even in this star system." "Send word to every man, woman and child who survived this holocaust." "Tell them to set sail at once in every assorted vehicle that will carry them." "'And the word went forth to every outpost of humanity, 'and they came - the Aries, 'the Gemons, the Virgos, 'the Scorpios, the Pisceans and the Sagittarians." "'In all, 220 ships, representing every colony, 'colour and creed in the star system." "'The human race might have one more chance 'but first it would have to survive 'the alliance, the elements... 'and the unknown sinister threats that would lie ahead.'" "Their destruction is complete." "Our forces have taken prisoners near the spacedrome." "They tell of survivors who escaped in ships." "What ships?" "How far can they go?" "If a handful of survivors did escape, they would have neither fuel nor food for a long voyage." "The information is not complete." "It is offered in exchange for life." "And what is the standing order for humans?" " Extermination." " Then carry out your orders." "If they exist...they're doomed." "We gather here as representatives of each ship in our fleet to answer that single question... where will we go?" "Our recorded history tells us that we descended from a mother civilisation, a race that went out into space to establish colonies." "Those of us here assembled now represent the only known surviving Colonies." "Save one, a sister world, far out in the universe, remembered to us only through ancient writings." "It is my intention to seek out that remaining colony, that last outpost of humanity in the whole universe." "Commander Adama?" "This 13th colony, this other world, where is it and what is it called?" "I wish I could tell you that I know precisely where it is but I can't." "However, I do know that it lies beyond our star system, in a galaxy very much like our own, on a planet called..." "Earth." "Earth?" "Anybody here?" " Starbuck." " Oh." "I've been looking for you." "I came to apologise for how I treated you." "It's just..." "I'd seen so many of the guys from my squadron... ..burned up." "I" " I guess I was looking to take it out on somebody." "I wish it hadn't been you." "It wasn't important, Starbuck." "I don't know what is." "Look, I'm sorry about..." "Zac and your mother." "Starbuck, you don't have to say anything." " Zac pulled my patrol." " He wanted to go." "Yeah." "Athena, this is a time for sticking together." "Maybe we could talk about, er...things." "Us, you mean?" "Well, I...guess it is a little overdue." "Starbuck, I don't know." "I don't think any of us have any kind of future any more." "Don't say that." "Things are going to be all right." "Look, if we can handle what we've just been through, we can handle anything." "Later, maybe, when things aren't so fresh in my mind." "Athena, I..." "I said I was sorry." "Starbuck," "I don't want to care about anybody... but especially you." "Zac couldn't wait to get out there, get all shot up." "And you, you're worse than Zac." "I think of it...as an obligation." "No, you don't." "You like to pretend they're dragging you by your bootstraps but... you really can't wait to get up there in that machine of yours." "Well, I..." "I guess we...see things differently." "I guess we do." "I said what I came to say." "'This is Alpha Shuttle." "'Fleet damage and supply survey." "Please prepare to receive.'" "Look at it this way, Boomer, it isn't the worst duty in the fleet." "I hear they're sending some guys from Beta section crawling around an old skybus looking for a solium leak." "Wonder how they missed us for that?" "Excuse me, but..." " What are you looking for?" "!" " Solium leaks." " Bye." " Halt!" "Apollo!" "Captain, that stuff is dangerous." "These old ships shouldn't even be flying." "There wasn't much choice, was there?" "How many people did we leave behind for lack of ships?" "Unless you want a permanent duty here, you'll help survey every ship for damage or I might be tempted to loan you to Beta company." "Keep it up, old buddy." "You're going to get us into real trouble." "Ten thousand light years from nowhere, our planet destroyed - and I'll get us in trouble?" " All I'm saying..." " What is the matter with you?" "I tell you, you may as well live for today." "We might not have many left." "Apollo?" "Yeah, I see it." " Where's the food?" " Everything's gonna be taken care of." "And water?" "We haven't had water in two days." "We'll have food and water..." "But you promised us water!" "Can't you bring us some water?" "A little bit?" "We just need a little bit of water!" "Where's the food?" "We haven't heard from anyone in two days!" "Please." "Please, tell us what's going on." " Have we been left behind?" " No, you haven't." "Be patient." "You will be attended to." "Be patient." "Just be glad you're alive." " It's Gemonese." " Can anyone help?" "Does anyone understand Gemonese?" " Her husband is feverish." " What's wrong with your arm?" " Others are in greater need than I." " Get her out of here." "She should be jettisoned with the dead." "No place for refuse here." "Feed her to the daggits!" "Dirty socialator." "You starve us while the bureauticians luxuriate in their private sanctuaries." " No one is in luxury, I promise you that." " No, you're lying." "I saw it with my own eyes aboard the Rising Star, before I was cast out and put here among the Borays of humanity." "Core Control is aware of the problem." " So food and water is on the way?" " They're "aware" of the problem." "What are you saying?" "There's something you're not telling us." "Relief is on the way, you have my word as a warrior." "Your word as a warrior?" "'I can't fault them for resenting us." "'They have to blame someone.'" "Core Command, Alpha Shuttle asking for clarification on food dispersal." "Core Command." "No information available at this time." ""Not available"?" "I just left a ship filled with starving people." " 'What's going on?" "'" " I'm sorry," "Core Command has no information available at this time." "Commander, this is Colonel Tigh." "It's starting." "Something's wrong." "What did they tell you when you called?" "The same thing they told you, a vague acknowledgment of the problem." "Boomer, I'm getting an awful uneasy feeling." "Why don't you just give me your name, OK?" "It's all right." "My name is Cassiopeia." "Cassiopeia." "It's beautiful." "It means fairy queen, doesn't it?" " I think so." " Designation?" "I'm designated a socialator." "It's an honourable profession, it's had the blessings of the elders for 4,000 years." "I didn't say anything." "I was just curious about all that excitement on the barge." "That woman..." "That woman is a member of the Otori Sect amongst the Gemonese." "They don't believe in physical contact between genders except when sanctified by the priest during high worship of the sun storm, which comes once only every seven years." "No wonder those buggers are such good card players." "This is Alpha Shuttle." "Rendezvousing with Starliner Rising Star." "Then on to Galactica with patients for life station." "What are you up to?" "If you don't mind my asking, sir." "Seeing what's at the bottom of this conspiracy." "'Rising Star, 'this is Sigma Shuttle on fleet damage and supply survey.'" "Contaminated?" "Weren't the provisions checked?" "Yes, but not for Pluton poisoning." "Pluton breaks down food." "All this is worthless?" "We don't know yet." "Jolly, go through every container." "Some may have been shielded enough to be saved." "It isn't looking good." "Salvage anything you can." "Even small scraps will help." "What do we do with the rest of it?" "Jettison it." "Keep a lid on the problem." "If people find out we haven't any food, we'll have a mutiny." "Flight Leader Serpentine, by your command." "Report, Centurion, on the final assault." "On each of the 12 planets a similar story is told of a handful of ships who escaped destruction to rendezvous with a warship." " What kind of warship?" " The Battlestar Galactica." "Then go and seek out Baltar." "Tell him I'm displeased." "Tell him I've offered a choice - deliver the Battlestar Galactica or deliver his head." "Captain!" " Yes?" " I heard that you'd come aboard." "May I borrow you for a moment?" "We're on an important survey for the Commander." "It won't take very long." "Boomer, go up to elite class and see if there's any problems." "You won't like what you find." "I'll be along presently." "It's my son." "He hasn't moved in two days." "He lost his daggit which meant everything to him." "I thought you could help." "I don't know what I can do." "He seemed to spark a little when you picked him up on Caprica." "I got the feeling that you were good with children." "I grew up with a kid brother." " Where is he?" " There." "Excuse me, I'm looking for young men to be fighter pilots." "Your name is?" " Boxey." " Boxey." "OK." "You're at the top of my list." "I've been looking for you." "You should have contacted the Commander." "We need pilots." "I'm too little to be a pilot." "Right now." "But how long do you think it takes to become a full warrior?" "I don't know." "You have to start when you're small or you won't get these until you have grey hair." " You like them?" " I want Muffit." "There's not much room for a daggit in a fighter plane." "He's gone." "He ran away." "Oh." "Well, erm... maybe we can find one of Muffit's friends." "I asked." "There are no daggits." "I'll tell you what... as a Colonial warrior first level, you can have the first daggit that comes along, OK?" "But only on the condition that you get your rest, close your eyes," "eat all your primaries," "and stop chasing girls." "Thank you." "I was right, you are good with kids." "You and your brother must be very close." " We were." " Oh, I'm sorry." "If you'd rather not be involved..." "Don't be silly - what's a warrior to do after he's lost the big one?" "Win a few of the little ones." "That's not a little one in there, Captain." "No." " This is private accommodation..." " Just step aside... ..secured by Sire Uri and his party." "I'm being paid by Trans Stellar's..." "Now." " What's going on, Boomer?" " Oh, nothing." "Just the fella here didn't seem to want to let us into the club area." "Thank you." "Thank you." "I trust you have an explanation for this intrusion?" "Would you like to make a statement before I arrest you, Sire Uri?" "I'm glad you know my name." "You'll know from where the blade fell." "You have about a micron to join me on my shuttle." "Then I'll turn the starving passengers loose and leave you to them." "Captain, why don't you join us in our prayer of gratitude for deliverance?" "In case it eluded you, Councillor, 100 people have died since our deliverance from the Cylons." "While hunger hasn't yet taken a life, it's only a matter of time now." "Notify Core Command that we have found stores which we will distribute as far as they go." "No, it's mine!" "It belongs to me and my guests." "Does your wife feel the same about denying food to others?" " My wife?" " Siress Uri." "I don't see her." "Unfortunately she was not in time to make the voyage." "My sympathies." "I share your bereavement." " Siress Uri was an outstanding woman." " Yes." "She would be moved by your mourning." "Have Jolly come up and distribute this food." "Without being critical, Captain, haven't you overplayed our hand just a tad?" "Sire Uri is a member of the newly elected Council of the 12." "How do you overplay starvation?" "How does it feel?" "Like it's never even been broken." "The bone's been fused whole." "It's stronger than before." "It's wonderful." "Ooh!" "Look, look!" "Look at my arm!" "You're waiting to take me back, aren't you?" "Well, it isn't easy to find a ride around here." "I dread returning to that ship." "Look, maybe I can check around and see if there's anyplace else you can go." "There are better ships." "Would you be doing this if I weren't a socialator?" "Hey, listen, can we forget my little jokes back on the shuttle?" "Look, I..." "I just want to help you." "Really, it's nothing personal." " Nothing personal?" " No." "Absolutely nothing." " Really?" " I swear." "OK." "OK!" "But I think you're making a terrible deal." "Long-range patrol is reporting in." "Scanners show no sign of Cylon pursuit." "'All vectors looking good.'" " Commander." " Yes, I heard." "That's...good news." "Apparently we've escaped." "Finding us now is almost impossible - if we don't make any mistakes." "Carillon is too far away." "We will never make it because of the food disaster." "There is no other destination." "Ah, but there is." "We can stop here, on Borallus." "We know that everything we need is there... food, fuel and water." "And, undoubtedly, a Cylon task force." " It is the most logical place to stop." " Precisely why it'll be fatal." " Where are you going?" " Possibly fatal." "Is it not surely fatal to continue towards Carillon?" "There is another way, if I may have a moment of your time?" "I support Commander Adama's rejection of Borallus." "Surprising." "It is a deathtrap as lethal as the one we left behind and we haven't the armament to fight." "However, there is another approach to Carillon." "Instead of using the intended route, which takes us centons out of our way," "I suggest we take the direct path, here, through the Nova of Madagon." "Not patrolled and a savings of centons in reaching Carillon." "Captain, I may not be a military expert, but I do know that the Cylons don't have to patrol that particular area because they mine it, they lay mines that make passage impossible." "It is impossible for cumbersome ships like ours to even attempt to go through that passage." "I agree." "The fleet could not traverse it unless it had been cleared first." "And how would you propose doing that?" "I suggest I find one or two volunteers to fly with me ahead of the fleet in fighter craft to blow the minefield apart with torpedoes." " Good idea." " Two volunteers?" "Out of the question!" "Out of the question!" "Brilliant, brilliant." "If you must go straight ahead as you insist, Adama, then this is the way." " I say we support the captain." " Good for you, my boy." "As grave a plan as it is, it appears to be our only hope." "You have the support and the blessing of the Council of the 12." "Thank you." "Guess who he's got in mind to volunteer?" "Hey, wait." "I'm getting outta here." "Well, just the two fellas I wanted to see." "Follow me, gentlemen." "See, I told you." "Right." "What were you doing volunteering for a mission like that?" "Sire Uri must be laughing up his sleeve." "Is that what's worrying you - being made to look foolish by Uri?" "I'm sorry but there was no choice." "You didn't have a plan." "It was his way or mine." "Now he's got us doing it, turning one against the other." "If Uri weren't such a prima donna I'd say let him lead!" "We must not allow ourselves to be fractioned off." " A single voice is imperative." " But not his!" "He's only interested in himself." "I don't understand how he got elected - you voted for him!" "You should have known him back in the renaissance days of Caprica." "He was the best." "A builder, an architect of dreams..." "Now he just sits and decays himself with drink and remembrance." "No wonder our world fell apart." "Looking back is contagious." "Decay and corruption go hand in hand with defeatism and lack of action." "Uri moved in because you failed to act, to have alternatives to his plans." "I believe it is...sometimes prudent to steer away from the flames once you've been badly burnt." "And I'd say you'd better look around more carefully." "You're nursing wounds while we're still in the fire." "He still won't eat." "I may have something to interest him." "Tonight?" "Shouldn't you get some rest?" "I'll sleep better after we solve Boxey's problem." " That's a tall order." " I'm a big boy." "OK, Boxey." "You're going to love this, Boxey." "As you know, we will soon be landing on various alien planets." "It's important that we be safe." "Ordinarily, we'd use trained daggits to stand watch at night while our warriors slept in their encampments." "But we didn't have any daggits." "So we just had to see what we could come up with." "We'll call the first one Muffit ll." "Naturally, the first one will have to be very carefully looked after." "That's not Muffit." "It's not even a real daggit." "No, but he can learn to be like a real one." "He's very smart." "And if you would help us, he can be even smarter." "Stop that." "We used the image of Boxey you gave us to train the drone to respond to him." "I owe you one, Doc." "Any time." "That's one I owe you." "Call it even." "Father?" "Father, are you all right?" "If anyone can say that he's all right after what has happened," "I'd recommend them for catharsis treatment." "That's not the warrior I'm used to." "Whatever happened to the joy of living to fight another day?" "Ah, yes, the joy of living." "You were aboard the Galactica." "You didn't see them down there." "Their faces." "The old, the young..." "Desperate." "Begging, screaming for a chance to come aboard, a chance to live." "And there I was, like God, passing out priorities" "as if they were tickets to a lottery." "There was one...one woman with a child in her arms." "She tore at my arm as I was boarding the launch to come back." " Father, don't." " Guard came up." "I saw him out of the corner of my eye and tried to stop him." "He shoved her away, pushed her." "He didn't see the child." "I don't know what happened to that woman." "But, God, I don't want it any more." "Let someone else do it." " Father?" " Take this burden from me." "It's somehow beautiful." "It's a perfect machine." "Born to dance amongst the stars." "It's bumping into them that has me worried." "Why did you volunteer, Starbuck?" "Well, somebody had to do it." "Did Apollo make you?" "Yes, you certainly have a way of cutting through the felgercarb." "Do you ever take that smouldering weed out of your mouth?" "I had this wonderful speech all prepared." "About this being your last night here, about possibly not seeing another night as beautiful as this one or another girl as beautiful as I am ever again?" "That speech is a little better than the one I had." "Would you mind if I borrowed it on some future occasion?" "Do you mind if we don't spend much more time in the launching bay?" "Can you think of any place more private?" "I can't think of any place private in the whole damn fleet." " What's in there?" " That's the launch tube." "You don't want to go in there." "It's dark and cold and..." "Lord, I'll do anything you ask tomorrow, just don't call an alert tonight." "Colonel, have you seen Lieutenant Starbuck?" "No, I don't think I..." "Wait, I did see him on the monitors earlier." "Before we shut down, he was checking out his ship." " That seems to make sense." " I'm sure he's gone." "Getting a good night's sleep for the mission." "Why don't you do the same?" "That little snake." "The Nova of Madagon is not a nova at all but a star field so bright our cockpits will be sealed to prevent blindness." "We'll navigate by scanner and clear a path with turbo lasers." "Starbuck?" "You're fidgeting like a daggit on a sunspot." "It's my bio-pulse line, sir." "It's a bad time for me to be in a cockpit." "Starbuck's being polite." "He got a steam burn." "I won't ask you how you got it because I need you on this mission." "I didn't choose you to help without a great deal of anguish." "Let me assure you that if we fail, no one will survive." "The rest of our friends must sit in anticipation of our skill." "Or lack thereof." " Ready?" " Ready." "Radiation shield positive." "Launch fighters now." "'Skin temperature read-out 100 and rising.'" "I can't see anything but it's getting hot." "Anybody picking up the field?" " Negative." " 'Mine's gone.'" "'I was afraid of that." "It's too bright.'" "Core systems transferring control to Galactica." "'We will guide you using scanners.'" " What if we miss a mine?" " We'll be the first to know." "Let's go." "'We'll talk you through.' 'Countdown to fire." "'Five, four, three...'" "'Three degrees right." "'Target destroyed." "One target coming up.'" "'It's burning through.'" "'..two, one, fire.' 'Keep firing!" "'" "'And fire." "'Heartbeat, Captain Boomer, read-out 100, other functions normal.'" "It's working, Commander." "They're clearing a path 100 maxims wide." "That is precision flying." " I can't see." "Are we hitting anything?" " Hanged if I know." "'..two, one, fire." "'Heartbeat, Captain Apollo, read-out 99." "'Skin temperature 120 and still rising." "'Skin temperature 130 and rising." " 'Five, four...' - 'It's getting hot.'" "'..two, one, fire." "'Fire." "'Fire." "'Heartbeat, Captain Apollo, read-out 99." "'Skin temperature 135 and slowly levelling off.'" "It's cooling off." "Let's take a look at where we are." "Negative shield, now." "There it is" " Carillon." " I think we're going to make it." " Yee-ha!" "We did it!" "Recall the flight crews." "'The planet Carillon.'" "Landing operations will begin at once." "Prepare to land the mineral ships and the landram parties." "'Our mineral scanners have located 'the approximate site of the old mining expedition." "'Blue Squadron will vector in the ground search teams.'" "Welcome, Baltar." "I have grave news." "A handful of Colonials prevail but we will soon find them." "What of our bargain?" "My colony was to be spared!" "I now alter the bargain." "How can you change one side of a bargain?" "When there is no other side." "You have missed the entire point of the war." "But I have no ambitions against you." "Could you think me so foolish as to trust a man who would see his own race destroyed?" "Not destroyed, subjugated." "Under me." "There can be no survivors." "So long as one human remains alive the alliance is threatened." "Surely you..." "You don't mean me?" "We thank you for your help, Baltar." "Your time is at an end." " No, you can't..." " No, not now, Centurion." "Remove him for public execution." "Vector 63038 to Ground Expedition 2." "'My scanners read life forms beyond here.'" "Either it's some high-energy substance or they left a caretaker operation behind." "'We've got it, 038." "Thanks.'" "I wonder what this looks like in the daytime." "Hey, this is the daytime." "Oh." "Lovely." "'Skywalk 038, can you assist in locating Tylium mine?" "'" "You got it, Captain." "My scanner indicates that you will intersect the mine area in 24 millicentons." "'Affirmative.' 'Sync chronometers.'" "Captain would like a check-in every four millicentons." " 'Understood?" "'" " Affirmative, Jolly." "You are in time-sync now." "038 returning to base." "See you guys in a while." "Good luck." "Boomer..." " Yeah, yeah, what is it now?" " You're not going to believe this." "I don't believe it." " What is it?" " I don't know." " Boy, it sure is pretty." " Yeah." " Sounds friendly." " Yeah." "Don't shoot me!" "What do you want?" "Wait, wait." "Don't be afraid." "Listen..." "Hey, you're from Taura." "I'm a Taurus." "How do you know that?" "The dialect." "Listen, what is this place?" " What are you doing here?" " Me?" "What are you doing here?" "Colonial warriors sneaking around with your weapons drawn!" " Sorry." " This is legal, isn't it?" "Well, how did you get here?" " I came in a skybus." " She's been smoking plant vapour." "Wait, wait, miss!" "Could you tell us something about this bus?" "My travelator, he took care of all of it." "Isn't it fabulous here?" "All this for so little money." "Oh, and I just won over 1,000 cubits." " Isn't that amazing?" " You won those cubits here?" "In here." "Everybody's doing it." "It's incredible." "If it's illegal, you're going to have to fight the whole star system." "I have to go." "I have a moonlight cruise." "Two moons - oh, how can you go wrong?" "How cut off can these people be?" "It's like she hasn't heard the Colonies were destroyed." "And why haven't we heard about this place?" "I suppose you know every gambling chancery in this star system?" "That's right." "If there's a game going on, you'd know about it." "The odds must be incredible." "People are winning a fortune." "Yes, and they're well fed." "Why don't we find out who's in charge of this place and get some food to the fleet?" "The last thing these people may want is a battlestar at their front door." "I've never found a gambling den that didn't depend on military pay vouchers." "Now, Boomer, until we find out who these, er, people are, remember, it only takes one informant and the Cylon war machine will be here." "I want to look around, sit in on a game, see if I can find out what's behind this place." "Your mission, Boxey, is to watch that read-out." "When the counter gets to ten, it means we've found a Tylium deposit." "Yes, sir." "We can't afford to stay in one place for too long." "Why?" "Why'd those people want to hurt us?" "What did we do to them?" "It's not what we did to them, it's what they fear we could do." "They're not like us." "They're machines, created by living creatures a long time ago." "If they're machines, why don't we just turn 'em off?" "Boy, I wish we could." "These machines aren't that simple." "Some machines are so advanced they function better than living creatures." " They're not smarter." " In some ways, they are." "They think a lot faster than we do but they're not as individual." "We can do more of the unexpected." "It's about the only advantage we have." " Why did we make them?" " We didn't." "Another race did." "A race of reptiles called Cylons." "The Cylons found humans were the most practical creatures in this system, so they copied our bodies but they built them bigger and stronger." "They can exchange parts and live forever." "Maybe the Cylons who created these machines could turn them off." "There are no more real Cylons." "They died off thousands of yahrens ago, leaving behind a race of supermachines." "And we still call them Cylons." "Will that happen to us, too?" "Will our machines take over?" "We are very careful not to make our drones that intelligent or independent." "Present company excepted, Muffit." "I think we'd better have this drone checked." "He's been listening awfully closely." " We'd better talk." " Right." "?" "Something's always after you" "?" "It's love ?" "Love, love" "?" "It's love ?" "Love, love" "♪ It's love ♪ Love, love...♪" " They can't try to read our lips in here." " Who?" "Whoever might be up to something here." "Well, Boomer, one thing this place isn't is crooked." " Where'd you get all those cubits?" " Gambling." "You can't lose." "That's what I mean." "You ever been in a chancery where you couldn't lose?" "No, but then I've never been here either." "?" "No matter where you go" "?" "It won't matter what you do" "♪ Cos something's always after you...♪" "We could make a fortune if we put those girls on the star circuit." " I mean big money." "Big money." " Big money?" "Mm!" "Every creature in the universe is out to exterminate us" " and you want to hire a vocal group?" " Mm-hm." "Starbuck, there's something not right about this place." "?" "It's love ?" "Love, love" "?" "It's love ?" "Love, love" "?" "It's love ?" "Love, love" "?" "Love!" "Love!" "♪ Love♪" "I've got to talk to those girls." "Quiet, Muffit." "I see it." "Tylium." "Nice going." "That's a hot reading." "We may be right on top of that old mine." "I better check it out." "OK, Jolly, keep your eyes open." " I'll bring him back." " Hey, Boxey." "Boxey, hold it right here." "I'm going to get him back." "Muffy!" "Muffy!" "Thank you." " For what?" " For saving my son's life." "You're getting things out of proportion." "Anyway, maybe I should thank you." "You don't know me or about Boxey's father." "When you're ready you'll tell me." "Nothing that's gone on before really counts for much." "As far as the human race is concerned we're all starting over." "Muffy!" "Muffy?" "!" "Muffy!" "Muffy?" "Muffy!" "Darn you, daggit!" "Where are you?" "Muffy!" "Muffy?" "!" "Muffy!" "Muffy?" "!" " Any sign of Boxey?" " Afraid not." "What is it?" " What's happening on this planet?" " I don't know." "This is the largest Tylium mine I've seen." "I just want to find Boxey." "'Welcome to Carillon." "'You are impressed?" "'" "Confused is more like it." "We've lost a little boy." "'He is safe." "We found him and brought him here." " 'Would you care to join him?" "'" " Yes, we would." "Mommy!" "Ah..." "Captain." "Good fortune smiles on us." "It's like nothing we dreamed of, Captain." "They have everything we need." "They're happy to share." " Sounds like paradise." " Yeah, it does." "Colonel?" "A message from Sire Uri." "Well, Colonel." " A most optimistic note." " Too optimistic." "Uri has everyone breaking in the bulkheads to get there." "Perhaps in small numbers in rotation." "It isn't going to be that way." "He's authorised visitors' permits to half our population." "Half the population?" "'We've come so far, so quickly, 'there has been little time for reason." "'What is the secret behind the existence of this outpost 'on the outer rim of our star system?" "'There are many such oases for intergalactic travellers, 'but none so far off the known arteries of trade, 'and none so curiously close to a Tylium mine.'" "Fuel has begun to arrive from the Ovion mines but in curiously small quantities." "Now I feel the growing need for extraordinary measures of precaution." "'The ships continue to hover over the planet, 'supported by maintenance crews 'whose spirits are as depleted as their numbers.'" "Everyone seems to have forgotten our flight from the Cylons." "The beauty and wiles of Carillon hold our people spellbound." "Let 'em ride." "Hello, Starbuck." " This is my lucky night." " Just might be." " Well, money isn't everything." " No?" "Have you checked out the accommodations yet?" "Most of my unit is staying down on Carillon tonight." " I'll see what I can arrange." " OK." "Yeah." " Are you going to play, sir?" " I hope so." "Hm?" "Oh!" "Yeah, sure." "Let 'em ride again." "It's my lucky night." "Can't lose." "Is this seat taken?" "Oh, er..." "Well, it's, er..." " Starbuck..." " Yeah." "I came because I think I owe you an apology." "You do?" "This paradise is the perfect opportunity for us to be...open and honest with one another." " Yeah." " I hurt you." "Admit it." "Well..." "You once said I was the only woman you'd had real feelings toward." "Yeah, I, er, may have said that." "You may have said that?" "No." "No, Athena, wait!" "What..." "What I meant to say is that" "I've had to shut all of those feelings out to avoid any more pain than I've already suffered." "Starbuck..." "Oh, no..." "Hello." "Excuse me, you're occupying my space." " Your space?" " Yes, I have good news." " Hm?" " I got us the key to the royal suite." "Why thank you, we do appreciate it." "Er, see, listen, I've got this hot streak going here..." " Oh!" "I see." " Yes, I do, too." "Well, have a good time, you two." "And next time it's office rates, Lieutenant." "Never eaten so much in my entire life." "I'm gonna be as fat as a pig." "Push level three for us, please." "I feel like a total glut, Nanswah." "Nothing fits me any more." "And we've only been on the surface for three..." "Erm..." "I asked you to push the third level." "There, you've missed our lodging." "I did press it." "Something seems to be wrong." "Well, there are no lodgings this far down." "Look there, it seems to be taking us all the way to the bottom." " Something's happening." " Let me at that control." "There, we've stopped." "Thank goodness." "I wonder what's down here." "You wanted to see me?" "I've been sitting here for yahrens, it seems, examining our military intelligence on this Carillon outpost." "I didn't think we had any beyond the exploration for fighter fuel." "That's the disquieting part." "Baltar's people declared the Tylium too minimal for mining." "And our military intelligence is based on that report." "And now we find one of the largest Tylium mines in the star system." "Exactly." "So the mystery is, who's behind such a huge remote mining operation?" "There's no local food source to feed their labourers." "They must be bringing it in from who knows how far?" "They have plenty to share." "Our people are getting obese." "Yes." "And there's another mystery." "There seems to be no connection between the Ovion workers underground and the resort on the surface," "and yet there must be some connection." "Do you suspect a tie-in with the Cylon Empire?" "Where Baltar's involved I suppose I suspect everything." "You've had no reports of anything odd, out of the ordinary?" "No, sir." "The people are having the time of their lives." "It's a circus." "A wonderland." " Shall we?" " Why don't we, my beautiful captain?" "We have here the food and necessities to feed our people." "We have the support of a culture quite content to be subservient to our needs." "We are far away from the Cylons so as not to pose a threat to them." "At least we ought not to pose a threat." "And would not if we destroyed our war machines." " What's this?" " Ah, our young warrior." "Or should I say saviour?" "I was just pointing out that the Cylons destroyed our cities because we were a threat to their order." "Here, isolated from them, we pose no threat." "Or would not, if we disposed of our ships and weapons." "Now, what do you think of my proposal?" "Hope it's the grog." "Well, tonight it might very well be the grog, but there's always tomorrow." "Why should they believe we are now willing to accept that which we have always found unacceptable - to live under Cylon rule?" "Because we would destroy our arms... to prove we are willing to live in peace." " Destroy our only means of defence?" " Or attack." "May I remind my brothers that we did not have conflict with the Cylons until we intervened in their relations with other nations?" "Yes." "Yes, you are right." "We did not come into conflict with the Cylons until we helped our neighbours, whom the Cylons wished to enslave." "And until we helped the Hasaris get back their nation, taken by force by the Cylons." "Correct, but if we mind our own business, there's every reason to believe that the Cylons will leave us alone." "If you've all come here to turn your backs on the principles of our fathers and the Lords of Kobol, from whom all Colonies evolved," "you do so with my utter contempt." "Warriors are always the last to recognise the inevitability of change." "We have a choice." "Life or death." "I submit that an issue this grave should be decided by our people." "Maybe you're right but I'll tell you, the military won't be easy to convince." "How, may I ask, do you propose to present such a delicate matter?" "At a celebration to decorate those three brave young men who led us to safety through the perilous straits of Madagon." "One of them Adama's son, I do believe." "Just the tonic our people need at this moment... some old-fashioned down-to-goodness heroes." " After you." " Thank you." "Party's just getting started." "I'm kind of companied out, thank you." "You'll miss the tribute for the warriors." "I've given them all the tribute they're going to get." "Oh, it missed my level." "Mine, too." "Something seems to be wrong." "We're going all the way down." "Is that allowed?" "I wonder what's down there?" "Help me!" "What are they doing with us?" "OK, 30-70." "You guys split 70% and I'll even pick up the transportation." "I just don't think it will work out." "Why not?" "Look, I can't talk now." " What do you mean?" " We'll have to talk about it later, if you're still around." "Wait, where're you going?" "You're my ticket out of the military." "Starbuck!" "What are you doing?" "The captain's been looking for you." "I agree with you." "Something's going on around here." "It's gonna have to wait." "We're going back to the Galactica." " What for?" " Dress uniforms." "Dress uniforms?" "I'm not getting into any fancy..." "One does not accept the highest military honour, the Gold Cluster, in a battle suit." " The Gold Cluster?" "You're kidding." " We got it." "Commander?" "Commander." "Just like old times, isn't it, Tigh?" "Our ships weren't so fancy but we gave them a good run." "Yes." "You didn't tell anyone we were meeting?" " No." " Good." "Is there some reason why we shouldn't be talking?" "Pick up that ground-crew communicator and climb into the next ship, please." " Climb into the next ship?" " Quickly." "You're patched into my internal comms system." "We are completely isolated." "No one can hear us." "Yes, but why would anyone want to?" "It grieves me to take such precautions on our own battlestar." "Sire Uri's men are expecting me to make a move over his disarmament plan." "Even my private quarters are being monitored." "Now, what I'm about to propose is somewhat risky." "You don't have to go along if you don't want to." "Commander, if you say we should do it, naturally I say we should do it." "What is it we're about to do?" "Tigh, when would be the most devastating time for a Cylon strike?" "Almost any time, with half of our warriors down on..." "During the celebration, when all of our warriors are down on Carillon." "If we were attacked without being able to recall our warriors... we wouldn't have a chance." "A few well-placed Cylon bombs in the heart of this launching bay... and we couldn't get a single fighter into the air." "Then you do think there's more to Carillon than generosity?" "It smells like a trap." "It feels like a trap." "I believe it is a trap." "It is imperative that we get our pilots closer to our ships." "Or perhaps the other way around - get our ships closer to our pilots." "How do we get our ships down to Carillon without council clearance?" "We launch a couple at a time as if they were part of our regular patrol." "The council has ordered all of our warriors to be at the party." "They will be there, in a manner of speaking." "Now, Uri doesn't know all of our warriors on sight." "He'll be counting uniforms, not men." " He'll be counting uniforms?" " Yes." "And I want you to collect all the warrior uniforms you can possibly lay your hands on and fill them with whomever you can find." "Mechanics, kitchen personnel, anyone." "And get them down to that party." " What do I tell them?" " Tell them anything." "Tell them they're on a secret mission - which is the truth." " I'll do my best." " I'm depending upon you, Tigh." "If I'm right..." "Uri won't be the only one who'll be counting uniforms at that party tonight." "I understand." "And I hope you are wrong." "Well, we'll see." "What are you doing, Colonel?" "I didn't mean to startle you." "Can we give you a hand with...?" "If you ever do that again, you're on report, Starbuck!" "Tell your playboy pilots this is not the last inspection I'm going to make." "If I ever find uniforms in this condition, you're in trouble!" "When Commander Adama sees these he's gonna go crazy!" "It's gotta be the pressure." "It's unfair." "Bridge officers never get to go to the surface, while everybody else has a good time." "Bridge officers don't get shot at flying around." " I wouldn't mind trading with them." " I believe you." "I'll mention it to the colonel." "I can't take over for him." "I'm not a colonel." "Neither am I." " So much for guilt." "Let's go to the party." " Right." "Hello, Father." "Apollo." "Well..." "Erm..." "Colonel Tigh wants to be at the celebration, so I offered to relieve him for the night." "It was simply a favour." "I thought you'd like to see your son getting a star cluster." "It's well deserved." "Well deserved." "Precisely why I cannot accept it as anything but another of Councillor Uri's ploys." "How can saluting his rival's son be a ploy?" "I have the feeling that he'll propose destroying our arms at the celebration, hoping that the cascade of emotion will do all the damage before they realise what they've done." " But you can stop him." " I..." "Not any more." "Haven't you heard the talk?" " I got us into this predicament." " No one believes that." "Even if some do, you have to speak out." "You've been more than a father to me." "You've been someone I could look up to with trust and respect." "My ideals rise and fall on your standards, and this isn't you." "What's happening to you?" "Help me to understand." "You'll understand, my son." "In time, you'll understand." "I know that wasn't easy for you, not telling him." " Perhaps you should have." " No." "No, if I told him," "I wouldn't have been able to keep him from my side." "This is my gamble." "If I win, we all win." "But if you're wrong, Uri will destroy you." "I'm not wrong." "The Cylons lured me into their deception once." "Never again." "Guaranteed?" "Easy." "You can't lose." " That's very strange." " What is?" "That man's insignia is Blue Squadron." "I thought I knew everybody in it." "And look at the fit of that uniform." "Apollo, tonight is a night of thanksgiving." "Everyone's dressing up and making do with whatever they have." "He probably hasn't worn that in years." "Besides, the guest of honour looks absolutely delicious." " Hi." " How lovely you look in your uniform." "Oh, how?" "Hey, isn't this something, Boxey?" "Our hosts have been very generous." " I don't like them." " What?" "I said the Ovions wouldn't approve of him bringing Muffit." "Well, we put one over on 'em, didn't we?" "Except for your captain, I deduce from the uniforms" " that most of your warriors are here." " Well, I'm always a big draw." "Muffit, come back here!" "You daggit, come back here!" "Starbuck." "What is it?" "I'm talking to the great and near-great." "When you come down, tell me who that is." "Those three guys." "They sure have lousy tailors." " Starbuck, you should know them." " Why should I know them?" "They're wearing our squadron insignia." "Don't start without me." "Where is the lieutenant going?" " Erm..." "To find the captain." " Excellent." "What's going on?" " Stop those guys!" "Stop 'em!" " What are you...?" " What are you doing, Starbuck?" " Something's going on here." "Those three impostors, I just..." "Listen, can we talk?" "Yeah." "Will you excuse us?" "The lieutenant needs attention." "I'll take Boxey and get some food." "Where is Boxey?" "He's probably watching the acrobats." "They're good." "Don't be long." "You don't want to miss your own coronation." " What's this about impostors?" " I don't know." "I keep running into guys who aren't from our unit but they're wearing our clothes." "That officer in the shuttle." " You spotted one of them?" " Yeah, maybe." "I think we'd better check this out." "I suggest that you find your two friends and tell them that we're going to begin with or without them." "Yes, sir." " Looks deserted." " Everyone's at the party." "No, three impostors are down here." "How many warriors?" "Nearly their full complement of warriors." "Keep the humans entertained until the end." "Then they will be yours in the lower chambers." "This night, we celebrate a most special event in the annals of human experience." " Starbuck, what'd you find?" " They must be at another level." " They're inaccessible to humans." " I wondered about that." "So did I." "I know how to fix that." "Stand back." "You're the gambler, pick a level." "Let's have a look at what's furthest from the guest rooms." " Mm, nice" " Shh." "Mm, you're the leader." "..against any living brother, whether a former friend or foe..." "Muffit!" "..remembered in the era as the dark..." "Me and my big mouth." "At least we know the secret of Carillon." "Let's go." " Wait!" "You go." " What are you talking about?" "We don't know the connection between the casino and the mining." "They could be supplying half the fuel for the Cylon Empire." "We just can't leave it fully operational." "Our entire population's up on top." "Including women and children." "You warn them." "I won't do anything until you've got away." "What can you do by yourself?" "This whole planet is loaded with Tylium." "If I can ignite it with my laser, it'll blow apart." "I can't leave you down here." " You'll never get out alive." " You don't have a choice." "I had to leave Zac behind." "I can't leave you, too." "You go." "I'll set fire to the Tylium." " By the time we finish arguing..." " Somebody's coming." "Muffit!" "Run, Boxey!" " Is it too late to try talking to them?" " I think so." "Oh, my God!" "Some are probably from our ships." "No wonder no one's ever left here to tell about this resort." "The Ovions are living off of them... and selling the Tylium to the Cylons." " There's Muffit!" " Boxey!" "No!" "Muffit!" "Muffit!" "Starbuck!" "Let's go!" "Follow me!" "Report, Centurion." "It is done, Imperious Leader." "Let the attack begin." "By your command, Imperious Leader." "We're doing fine." "Oops." "There's too many!" "Set fire to the Tylium." "That must be why you're a captain!" "Call out the entire garrison." "Scanner's picking up a large body of objects." "Scan for alien forms." "This way, this way!" "Run, Boxey!" "Where you guys been?" "We've been looking all over for you." "Come on!" "When the fires reach hyper-combustion, the whole planet's gonna blow!" "Frack!" "Form scan positive." "Multiple three-passenger vehicles." "Cylon attack craft." "So they spring their trap." "Enemy approaching. 90 microns." "Arm weapons." "..an opportunity to throw down our arms and prove once and for all that peace begets peace and love begets love." " And so I..." " Everybody listen to me!" "Move quickly and orderly towards the exits." " That is an order!" " Stay where you are." "I'm in charge here." "Do what he says!" "He's in charge." "Here, Muffit!" "I'm going to save you." "Enemy closing, 70 microns." "Enemy approaching, 55 microns." "Serina, take Boxey." "I'll be back." "Let's go!" "Move it out!" "Take it easy." "Wait!" "We can't leave without Muffit." "We can't leave without Muffit!" "Better go!" "Where are these landrams coming from?" " I don't know." " From Commander Adama." "35 microns and closing." "Why are you in combat dress?" "We didn't go to the party, sir." "You had to go, though, or they'd know they didn't have us all." "Then who were those guys?" "Anybody the Commander could find that could fill a uniform." "Enemy closing, 30 microns." "Recall all warriors from surface." " Stand by to attack." " 25 microns and closing." "What's going on?" " Whole squadron's waiting for orders." " Yahoo!" "15 microns." "Cylon attack force now closing to killer range." "They'll take you in the shuttle." " Let's go!" " Bye!" "Take care of your mom." "I wish he could be my daddy." "Enemy closing in." "Ten microns." "They are not sending out interceptors." "We have taken them completely by surprise." "Closing in, five microns." "Four, three, two, one..." "Positive shield, now!" " 'Starbuck?" "'" " Rewed and ready for takeoff." "He's coming right at us." " Fire in the bay!" " Damage control." " Your wing ready, Jolly?" " Ready, sir." " 'Boomer?" "'" " Ready, Captain." "Let's go." "There's nothing to stop them." "Sir, incoming squadron doesn't match any known Cylon machines." "Aren't they gonna be surprised?" "If we don't stop 'em, we'll have to live on that rock." "That one's for the Atlantia." "Here's one for Zac." "Father, they're ours - all of them." "But how?" "A lot of our boys violated orders and skipped the party." " We must discuss discipline." " Yes, sir." " 'Starbuck?" "'" " Yo." " 'On your tail!" "'" " No problem." "Felgercarb!" " Boomer, give him a hand." " On my way." "Don't take too long, Boomer." "'Thanks for the assist.'" "'Vector Alpha." "I'm onto three." "'Make that two." "'Let's go!" "' Press it home." "'We got 'em on the run.'" "Now let's find that Cylon base ship." "Nothing on my scanner." "'It must be behind Carillon." "'We're not going to let it go.'" "They can follow us until the reinforcements arrive." "Let's go beneath the scanners." "Warriors requesting permission to locate and pursue Cylon base ship." "No." "We must conserve our resources if we're to find a home for our people." "Bring the fleet home." "'Get on a Cylon frequency.'" "They can't see us, but they'll hear us." "Doing what, praying?" "No, you'll be Red and Blue Squadrons," " I'll be Green and Yellow." " Red and Blue?" "Oh, I get it." "Sir, two of our warriors are overdue and unaccounted for." " Who?" " It's Captain Apollo, sir." " Who else?" " And Starbuck." "I see." "Switching frequencies now." "'Green Leader to Red." "All ships in attack formation.'" "Er..." "Yeah." "Yeah, we're all ready." "Every one of us." " Speak, Centurion." " By your command." "Colonial viper squadrons approaching in large numbers." "Surely our raiders are close enough to defend us?" "Our raiders are still engaged against the Galactica." "Retreat base ship behind the protection of Carillon." "Their scanners will not find us." "'This is Yellow Leader." "We have contact.'" "'Right." "I've got two more squadrons 'requesting to join us - Purple and Orange Squadrons.'" "They're dying for a good fight." "Purple and Orange?" "Er, negative, Blue Leader." "We've got all the manpower we need to knock out one base ship." "We're picking up signals between Purple and Orange Squadrons." "We don't have those squadrons." "Purple and Orange?" "Starbuck and Apollo?" "Lord help them both." "The warriors continue to advance - at least six squadrons." "Recall all raiders to defend base ship." "Our raiders are all destroyed." "All destroyed?" "How?" "We took them by surprise." "Apparently it was not as big a surprise as we had hoped for." "Retreat closer to Carillon, below their scanners." "There are reports of fires." " Lower." "Or they will destroy us." " By your command." "Just ahead." "There she is." "'What do we do, ram her?" "'" "We are now picking up warriors on the scanner." "We are too close to the surface." "Telemetry reports surface of Carillon reaching vapour point." "There are only two ships." "It is a deception." "'Open fire and retreat from the planet.'" " Er, Apollo..." " OK, Starbuck, let's go, before the Tylium we set on fire blows the planet apart!" "Negative shield, now." "She's going to explode." "Let's go home." "Some home." "A piece of metal in the middle of nowhere." "It beats just plain nowhere, at least until we find Earth." "Think we'll ever find it?" "We'll find it." "Someday." "Let's go in." "'Fleeing from the Cylon tyranny, 'the last battlestar, Galactica, 'leads a ragtag fugitive fleet 'on a lonely quest... 'a shining planet 'known as Earth.'" "You are Baltar?" "As if you don't remember." "My predecessor has left me with a difficult choice." "Your..." "..predecessor?" " Was destroyed by your peers." "A foolish miscalculation of the will of your people." "I" " I-I-I tried to warn him." "I could've helped." "I could've prevented his..." "Yes." "I have examined your epistle suggesting you would be able to locate the humans." "I can!" "Oh, yes." "I think as they do." "I" " I-I-I know where they will go, what they must do." "I find your reasoning logical." "Then..." "I am to be..." "Spared." " To serve the Empire!" " No." "To serve your people." "To help us extend the hand of truce." "Truce?" "My predecessor was programmed at a time when our empire was less capable of tolerance." "Now that we are omnipotent we can afford to be more charitable." "You will explain my policy of goodwill." "I have spared you, I will spare them." "They are...not likely to be receptive." "I will send with you a base star entirely under your command." "Lucifer?" "ST US By Tchen.." "Sync  error correction:" "Ki3r"