Battlestar Galactica (2005) - Season 1 Edit

A baby was born this morning on the Rising Star.

A boy.

A brunette maybe.

A common set of coordinates.

A couple hours rack time does sound awfully sweet...

A Cylon agent penetrated your security, killing three people.

A Cylon agent planted explosives in the ship's water tank?

A Cylon?

A dome like structure with six roads leading out of it like spokes.

A feather bed with a silk comforter.

A few deaths from wounds and a few missing during the last attack.

A few or a lot?

A little rough on your new ECO, don't you think?

A little too hot. A little... I don't know.

A man takes responsibility for his actions, right or wrong.

A man who is credited with saving the fleet on numerous occasions.

A man who uses his intelligence and resources to blow up buildings...

A more logical and useful explanation, please.

A new era is about to dawn.

A nuke would destroy the Cylons.

A number of the Quorum delegates have now shifted their support...

A part of me swims in the stream.

A parting gift.

A pilot blows his landings and you make a joke out of it?

A rational universe. Explained through rational means.

A rhythm of notes that become your existence...

A simple "no" would do.

A spot heater and a CO2 scrubber.

A surprise getaway? Just the two of you?

A thing like that would travel fast. Right?

A thousand different places for a sniper to hide.

A Tribunal has been convened...

A Viper thruster pedal...

A warhead?

Aboard any of our ships, we need to find them.

Aboard the Gemenon Traveller, locked in a storeroom, under guard.

Aboard this mighty ship.

About my team. I've got things under control.

About the location of the nuke.

About what?

About what?

About Zak.

Accidents. Never a death.

Action stations, launch Vipers.

Action stations.

Actually, he hates protocol, pomp, and all that.

Actually, you can add one.

ADAMA: [Whispering] Get better, okay?

ADAMA: [Whispering] Get better, okay?

ADAMA: 10, 9, 8...

ADAMA: All right.

ADAMA: And report back to me. APOLLO: Yes, sir.

ADAMA: And they jump two more times and on the fourth jump, we rendezvous at...

ADAMA: Any report from the civilian ships? TIGH: Nothing. They're spread pretty far out.

ADAMA: Are these figures correct? GAETA: Yes, sir.

ADAMA: Are they sure it's a Cylon?

ADAMA: Are you Lt. Thrace?

ADAMA: Are you recording this? GAETA: Yes, sir.

ADAMA: As you were.

ADAMA: As you were.

ADAMA: As you were.

ADAMA: Attention on deck!

ADAMA: Bear witness. Put on your headset.

ADAMA: Boomer, Galactica Actual.

ADAMA: Bring her to my quarters, please. DUALLA: Very well.

ADAMA: Bring him here. TIGH: What about Roslin?

ADAMA: But emphasize that this is just a precaution.

ADAMA: But I need someone to teach combat tactics.

ADAMA: But if we get a chance to knock out that base...

ADAMA: Chief, thank you very much.

ADAMA: Clear the deck.

ADAMA: Colonel. TIGH: Commander.

ADAMA: Contact Apollo.

ADAMA: Cut the BS.

ADAMA: Damage report, Mr. Gaeta.

ADAMA: Definitely as dangerous.

ADAMA: Did you read the tribunal report? ROSLIN: Yes.

ADAMA: Do not, under any circumstances, allow Shelly Godfrey to leave this ship.

ADAMA: Do you have any evidence to support this charge?

ADAMA: Doctor?

ADAMA: Doral!

ADAMA: Dr. Baltar. Interesting choice.

ADAMA: Even at a time like this.

ADAMA: Frack the odds. We're going to find her.

ADAMA: Get some rest.

ADAMA: Get this man to sick bay. APOLLO: Yes, sir.

ADAMA: Go talk to Starbuck right away. APOLLO: My pleasure.

ADAMA: Good luck on the next test.

ADAMA: Got me out of a lot of tough sc****s.

ADAMA: Have Boomer ask them how they escaped the Cylons.

ADAMA: Have Col. Tigh meet her at the airlock.

ADAMA: Have them do radiological sweeps of their ships.

ADAMA: He said something else.

ADAMA: He said that you might be feeling guilty about something that you did for Zak.

ADAMA: He told me that you were an amazing instructor.

ADAMA: He was trained and ready to sit in that cockpit.

ADAMA: He's playing with your mind.

ADAMA: Hey.

ADAMA: How did she get off? TIGH: Got me.

ADAMA: How much time remaining? TIGH: 2 hours, 9 minutes.

ADAMA: How's the search going for the nuke?

ADAMA: I agree. ROSLIN: When are you going in?

ADAMA: I can't allow you access to your equipment.

ADAMA: I don't wanna alarm anyone until we're sure.

ADAMA: I have to start training new pilots.

ADAMA: I need you to light jump to Kobol and take care of this base star.

ADAMA: I see a man. Same height, same build, but that's a long way from proof.

ADAMA: I want to try something new this time.

ADAMA: I was young. STARBUCK: It was great. It was really funny.

ADAMA: I'll tell him that you want to see him. ROSLIN: Thanks.

ADAMA: I'm going to assign Lt. Gaeta to aid you...

ADAMA: I've got something for you.

ADAMA: If Dr. Baltar's target information is correct.

ADAMA: If you'll step this way. ROSLIN: Thank you.

ADAMA: Is that confirmed? DUALLA: It's confirmed, sir.

ADAMA: It's a military decision.

ADAMA: Lee was just here before. STARBUCK: I knew it.

ADAMA: Let's go!

ADAMA: Let's hear it.

ADAMA: lt'll fill your head with doubletalk, half baked philosophy and confuse you.

ADAMA: Madam President, moments ago, Lt. Thrace took the Cylon Raider...

ADAMA: Madam President.

ADAMA: Madam President.

ADAMA: Madame President, we are the proud owners...

ADAMA: May I? APOLLO: Yes, sir.

ADAMA: Miss Godfrey has brought some very disturbing accusations to my attention.

ADAMA: Moments ago, this ship received word...

ADAMA: Mr. Gaeta? GAETA: Sir.

ADAMA: Mr. Gaeta.

ADAMA: My mum bought it for him when he was in law school.

ADAMA: New piece of equipment that just appeared in CIC.

ADAMA: No one'll take it seriously.

ADAMA: Nothing.

ADAMA: Now these proceedings are closed.

ADAMA: Once you're inside the defence perimeter...

ADAMA: Operation starts in 48 hours.

ADAMA: Permission to come aboard? TIGH: Granted.

ADAMA: Pilots we've known.

ADAMA: Pilots, too. DUALLA: Fuel report.

ADAMA: Please remember: this briefing is strictly confidential.

ADAMA: Possibly.

ADAMA: President disagrees.

ADAMA: Remember your self esteem. Your self respect.

ADAMA: Right.

ADAMA: She got that. APOLLO: I'm not arguing that, sir.

ADAMA: Starbuck says they can't cut it, they can't cut it.

ADAMA: Start the clock.

ADAMA: Take him to the Brig. MAN 1: Yes, Commander.

ADAMA: Tell him to set up a combat patrol around the fleet...

ADAMA: Thank you, Colonel.

ADAMA: Thank you, Madam President.

ADAMA: Thank you, Madam President.

ADAMA: Thank you.

ADAMA: Thank you.

ADAMA: Thank you. RACETRACK: Thank you, sir.

ADAMA: That will be all. HADRIAN: Yes, sir.

ADAMA: That's the lab.

ADAMA: The Cylons won't be missing their patrol for at least one more day.

ADAMA: There's been plenty of them lately.

ADAMA: This is where you found him?

ADAMA: Was she manoeuvring? HOT DOG: I think so. Yes. Yes, sir.

ADAMA: We both decided it was a military decision.

ADAMA: We don't know for a fact that Starbuck is out of air.

ADAMA: We don't know that. The Cylons may have captured them already.

ADAMA: We have enough water for several years before replenishing.

ADAMA: We have too much work and not enough people to do it.

ADAMA: We may need them. BALTAR: Yes, of course.

ADAMA: We need more eyes. TIGH: Where we going to get them?

ADAMA: We're in the middle of a war...

ADAMA: We've talked about a lot of things.

ADAMA: What are those feelings?

ADAMA: What book? ROSLIN: A Murder on Picon.

ADAMA: What do you think, Starbuck?

ADAMA: What is it, Chief? TYROL: Thank you, sir.

ADAMA: What's she doing? TIGH: Starbuck's gonna take on all eight.

ADAMA: Where's the base ship? GAETA: No base ships detected, sir.

ADAMA: Who's left? DUALLA: Boomer and Crashdown, sir.

ADAMA: Yes, Madam President. And I'm inclined to agree with Dr. Baltar.

ADAMA: Yes. HADRIAN: Why?

ADAMA: You? You'll pay a different price.

ADAMA: You're not ready yet?

ADAMA: Zak passed away a couple of years ago.

Adama.

Adama.

Aerilon:

After a lovely little lady, in a lovely little city, in a lovely little colony...

After all, there are so fracking many...

Again.

Agathon, Karl C.

Aggressively moved in.

Aided and abetted this crime through...

ALERT ONE: Alert One, we spotted Hot Dog. No ID or visual on Starbuck.

ALERT ONE: Starbuck, Alert One. Be there in two minutes.

All civilian ships away, including Colonial One.

All civilian ships present and accounted for, sir.

All civilian ships present and...

All clear.

All due respect, gentlemen, we're not as crazy as she is.

All five have planetary bodies with the potential for finding water...

All hands report to your stations.

All I know is that every day you spend in that bed...

All I need is a tissue sample from this woman for analysis.

All I want, the President wants...

All of you can see her? You can all see her!

All right, 20, I call. And I raise you another 30.

All right, I'll go first.

All right, listen up, nuggets.

All right, people, you heard the order.

All right, we can take three more people.

All right, you know the drill, people. Scatter formation.

All right, you're going in.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right.

All right. It's military. Fine.

All right. Let's entertain the notion, just for a moment...

All right. That'll be all for now.

All right. They're all yours.

All right. You've been fun, you've been a great audience. Dismissed.

All the evidence on Chamalla is anecdotal.

All the items on your agenda are important, I agree.

All this has happened before.

All this has me feeling more alive than I have in years.

All those in favour of opening nominations for the vice presidency, say aye.

All those interminable speeches. All that dreary pomp.

All we have to do is hit the right spot.

All will be well. It will be as God wants it to be.

All you can do now is wait, and hope you didn't make any mistakes.

ALL: Aye.

ALL: Sharon.

Almost 60% of total potable water reserves.

Almost half. That's unacceptable.

Alpha One, we're in.

Also, in the interest of security and public safety...

Although, more staff?

Always better when the oppressed don't fight back, isn't it?

Always has been.

Am I correct in assuming that I have two Cylon transponders left?

Am I not allowed to know your name?

Am I?

Amarak just happens to bring you the key piece of evidence just before he dies.

An election.

An established name.

And a Fleet Academy wash out. This is the best that you could come up with?

And a new government that represents all of the people.

And accept his true love and you will be saved.

And all of it will happen again.

And also a god of healing.

And anyone not paying attention is liable to end up...

And are familiar with the political structures beginning to fall into place here.

And asking your advice.

And at that very moment, a Cylon Raider jumped into view...

And basically because I've run out of natural resources.

And because I was just...

And being humiliated in front of these lovely people.

And by taking the plutonium...

And certainly not from you.

And continue to head towards the fleet. Request instructions.

And cry, and scream, and endure...

And don't think for one moment that I will not get it done.

And embedding it in a carbon nanotube matrix...

And enough firepower to keep it.

And every person that you have met will be questioned and investigated.

And find our way to Earth.

And follow that up with IV cis Doloxan.

And for that, I'm very proud.

And for what it's worth, seven months from now, you'll have my vote.

And get herself killed.

And get herself killed.

And get them back on the line.

And give up violence as a means of political change. He refused.

And had to be evacuated.

And have risen to meet the challenge posed by cataclysmic events.

And he's been having this ongoing fight with the LSO...

And he's gonna take it.

And he's unwilling to share more than that.

And hearing something about the Cylons.

And his odd behaviour could be stress, pure and simple.

And hold a 6 G turn...

And how it was allowed to occur has come to a close.

And how long do we stay at Condition Two?

And I am convinced, in fact, that she is a Cylon agent.

And I assume the same is true for your father?

And I bet Zak takes just after his daddy.

And I call it.

And I can dance.

And I do mean everyone...

And I don't like to be accused of participating...

And I don't like to be made a fool of.

And I don't owe either of you a damned explanation for anything.

And I fear that knowledge of my illness will erode hope.

And I fear that knowledge of my illness will erode hope.

And I feel that my presence on the planet will be necessary, Commander.

And I have a surprise for you.

And I have complete faith in the both of you.

And I let that get in the way of doing my job.

And I need some serious out of the box thinking.

And I respected it. Your feelings, his.

And I should have flunked him, but I didn't.

And I should have flunked him, but I didn't.

And I think that I am zeroing in on her FTL drive.

And I told you I had a surprise for you. Are you ready?

And I wanted to keep her away as long as I could.

And I will devote the rest of what is left of my wretched life...

And I wonder who I am.

And I wouldn't be able to talk about it.

And I.

And I'm going to do my job.

And I'm here to see that you're exposed...

And I'm sorry to read that one of your men has been charged with conspiracy...

And if he had really wanted to take this ship down...

And if Zarek wins the vote, he's more than capable...

And in front of the press before the end of the day.

And it actually works.

And it doesn't matter.

And it doesn't raise any suspicion of you.

And it killed him.

And it may be our only chance.

And it must submit to the will of the people.

And it really is that simple...

And it's also one of the last left in the universe.

And keep her in confinement until further notice.

And Kobol would show us the way, did he not?

And lax internal security procedures since the attack...

And let's make it to 238.

And let's start prepping for the next jump.

And my husband's place in the future.

And my instincts tell me we cannot sacrifice our democracy...

And my wingman, Sekou Hamilton, former editor of the Aerilon Gazette.

And not that I don't appreciate it, but why?

And not to approach any other ship in the fleet.

And now I'm seeing things while I'm awake.

And now that he's had a drastic personality makeover...

And now we have no assassin, no evidence of a plot...

And now, one of your idiot pilots is acting like a child...

And obeys a direct order or you smack her in the mouth...

And on the other hand I think of the thousands of defenceless...

And one minute to mark.

And order his other pilots to land immediately.

And pray we're lucky enough to find a habitable planet.

And pretend to be unaware of the Cylon presence.

And put me on the last flight out.

And quite frankly, I don't have to sit here anymore...

And raise you 20.

And reality is there is a good chance...

And refusing to take her pills. So she either says, "Yes, sir"...

And refusing to take her pills. So she either says, "Yes, sir"...

And return to Galactica.

And second, whether one of Galactica's crew members...

And send a force of Raiders after them.

And send a force of Raiders after them.

And sentenced to death as the traitor you really are.

And set up a screening procedure to weed out the hardened criminals.

And so he decides he'll stick it to him good.

And someone just picked me up...

And sweep Galactica for any kind of radiological devices.

And take this kind of abuse from either of you!

And tell Raptor 2 to jump back to Galactica!

And that he was involved with you, and that it was serious.

And that would make us your executioners.

And that you are truly no greater than we are.

And that's what your man did.

And the burn points...

And the children of humanity's future.

And the girl wins again. Another round?

And the Lords anointed a leader...

And the LSO hears over the wire there's this big, loud, long, obnoxious...

And the Master at Arms is Sergeant Hadrian.

And the moment they told me it was your face in the photo...

And the office of the President.

And the other one's not too bad either.

And the pleasure's all mine.

And the President is waiting for you up in the core.

And the President will honour your word?

And the safety of the fleet has not been compromised.

And the thought of another body next to yours...

And then I went back to my quarters.

And then jump back home immediately. Do you understand?

And then just dreams, mostly dreams...

And then tank up on the way back to Galactica.

And there's plenty more for us back in the canyon...

And they jump...

And they just happened to be twins? That's too weird.

And they'll be one hell of a squadron.

And they've agreed to organise the workforce for the water detail on the moon.

And this falls under the purview of the Master at Arms.

And this has been a difficult transition for you.

And this is the first day of the new era.

And this time...

And throw your body out of an air lock!

And thus deliver to you your Cylons.

And to recognise you, once again, among us...

And to tell you...

And to underestimate her would be a very serious mistake.

And Tom Zarek is going back to his prison ship where he belongs.

And unto the leader they gave a vision...

And walk out of this cabin while you still can.

And was this person a Cylon agent?

And we believe that there may be a sixth.

And we can anticipate that they will soon find tylium.

And we now know that there are duplicates of each Cylon model.

And we will do so through the values that have made our colonies great.

And we've got anti radiation meds to last three months.

And we've got anti radiation meds to last three months.

And what was that? Swimming in streams or something?

And when God speaks, Hot Dog, you listen.

And when he does, they're going to tear your head off...

And when it came to his final check ride, he busted...

And when they do?

And where would they be?

And whether we get blown to pieces by those Cylon Raiders...

And while we're there, we might want to talk to a few people...

And who dies. Is that democracy? Is that a free society?

And why are they showing up now?

And with the help of the Lords of Kobol...

And would not live to enter the new land.

And yes, we are still expected to do our jobs.

And yet she's making decisions for all of us, deciding who lives...

And yet, we're all held hostage by the idea of the way things used to be.

And you are not the president.

And you can have them, too.

And you can keep your day job at the C A G.

And you chose to withhold this crucial information, sir?

And you did it...

And you didn't ask me a direct question.

And you don't have a single piece of information to show for it.

And you don't keep a deadly machine around.

And you drag her sorry ass down to sickbay and you make her take those pills.

And you guys are working on a way to weed them out, right?

And you punch him really hard in a sensitive spot...

And you repaid his divine love with sin...

And you want her to be right.

And you're both officers. And you're both honourable men.

And you're taking orders from a schoolteacher?

And you're the Cylon expert.

And your popularity right by my side.

And your self worth.

And, hell, they were finished and gone while I was still waiting..

And?

Another Cylon copy.

Any civilians currently boarding Galactica please proceed to security checkpoint.

Any man who volunteers to help us during this emergency will earn "freedom points"...

Any one of us could be a Cylon.

Any second now.

Anybody else got any civilian clothes they'd be interested in putting on the table?

Anybody wanna help two stranded pilots?

Anyone seeing either of these two men at anytime, anywhere in the fleet...

Anything at all.

Anyway, she says she's not going to lose the vote.

Anyway, talk wireless is just an excuse for lowbrow rabble rousing.

Apollo and Beehive have them in their sight.

Apollo, Galactica, Cylon Raider detected at 881 carom 24...

Apollo, Galactica, we are being bounced around like beach balls down here.

Apollo, Galactica. Back door is open.

APOLLO: [On radio] Galactica, Apollo. We have visual on Colonial One.

APOLLO: [On radio] Mission accomplished.

APOLLO: [On radio] Okay, let's do this.

APOLLO: [On radio] The Cylons have seen the freighter. They're en route to intercept it.

APOLLO: [On radio] Weapons free. By the numbers, people.

APOLLO: [On wireless] Yeah? Well, you'll have to beat me to him.

APOLLO: All right. So we forget this asteroid, find another source.

APOLLO: And that will allow the attack force to wipe out these installations here.

APOLLO: And the asteroid will be ours.

APOLLO: And they're gonna earn their freedom. And then...

APOLLO: Are you looking for this?

APOLLO: Back off.

APOLLO: But the truth is...

APOLLO: But why you?

APOLLO: But you can tell my father I'm listening to my instincts.

APOLLO: Cally, you're gonna be okay. You just hang in there, you hear?

APOLLO: Can't you tank me in orbit? DUALLA: Negative, Apollo.

APOLLO: Cease fire!

APOLLO: Combat landings expected again to be the order of the day...

APOLLO: Come on, Starbuck, you can do it.

APOLLO: Crashdown hits. Davis?

APOLLO: Didn't mean a thing.

APOLLO: Each colony's sending a delegation of leading citizens.

APOLLO: Fights have already broken out on some ships over the rations.

APOLLO: Five hundred plus.

APOLLO: Follow me. STARBUCK: Copy that, Apollo.

APOLLO: Galactica. Apollo. We have soft seal.

APOLLO: Galactica. We got him on Dradis, but he's pretty far out there.

APOLLO: Going hunting?

APOLLO: He's gonna kill her. Do something.

APOLLO: Here we are.

APOLLO: Hey, Chief. TYROL: Captain.

APOLLO: How about you, Boomer?

APOLLO: How is the Vice President, by the way?

APOLLO: How many people knew where Valance was being held?

APOLLO: How many total? WILKENS: 1,500.

APOLLO: I can't remember the last time I felt the sunlight on my face.

APOLLO: I can't stop thinking about it.

APOLLO: I can't stop thinking about the Olympic Carrier.

APOLLO: I don't see anybody in there, do you?

APOLLO: I have no idea.

APOLLO: I respect that. ZAREK: Really?

APOLLO: I think I better clear some of these dishes.

APOLLO: I want everyone else back on Galactica and in their racks.

APOLLO: I winged him. Looks like I got his weapon systems.

APOLLO: I'm sorry, I didn't hear you.

APOLLO: It's Starbuck! ADAMA: What?

APOLLO: Kara, everyone else... STARBUCK: I don't fly with stims.

APOLLO: Kara, give me that.

APOLLO: Keep them off the civies and don't stray beyond the recovery line.

APOLLO: Like when, a month ago?

APOLLO: Lt. Thrace, attention!

APOLLO: Lt. Thrace, this is not a request. STARBUCK: Well, Capt. Adama!

APOLLO: Men, lay down your weapons. TIGH: Have you lost your fracking mind?

APOLLO: No, Kara.

APOLLO: No! DUALLA: You win every time.

APOLLO: No. ZAREK: You're fortunate.

APOLLO: Okay, I'm through the tunnel. They can't get a firing solution on me.

APOLLO: Only for a short time.

APOLLO: Open the door, she's been shot!

APOLLO: Points towards earning freedom. ADAMA: Excuse me.

APOLLO: Pull the CAP. TIGH: What?

APOLLO: Right.

APOLLO: Services will commence at 1100 hours on the forward hangar deck.

APOLLO: She's walking around with a lot of emotion.

APOLLO: Ships just pass in the night. STARBUCK: Yup.

APOLLO: Sir. ADAMA: Son.

APOLLO: Someone get a doctor!

APOLLO: Sorry. ELLEN: It's okay.

APOLLO: Starbuck, Apollo. Zarek's here. STARBUCK: Copy.

APOLLO: Strike two, Apollo.

APOLLO: Ten souls aboard Raptor 3.

APOLLO: That's it. You set him up, I'll knock him down.

APOLLO: Their ship wasn't designed for long term incarceration.

APOLLO: There you are.

APOLLO: These men have been stuck in cramped cells for weeks now.

APOLLO: They're gonna work for their points.

APOLLO: They're gonna work for their points.

APOLLO: They're located on the lower... ZAREK: That's enough, thank you.

APOLLO: They're located on the lower... ZAREK: That's enough, thank you.

APOLLO: They're the most qualified pilots in the fleet.

APOLLO: Thirteen Vipers down for repairs.

APOLLO: This is a critical mission.

APOLLO: This must be some kind of conveyor belt...

APOLLO: This thing is acting weird. ADAMA: Put me through.

APOLLO: Three hour rotation. STARBUCK: Hey, Apollo...

APOLLO: Through the vent.

APOLLO: Toasters aren't our only problem. Don't you pay any attention to politics?

APOLLO: Uncanny, I know.

APOLLO: Visibility about two, best spectrum. DUALLA: Copy, Apollo.

APOLLO: Wait, I see him! Same Raider. TIGH: What?

APOLLO: We need these men of yours to help us.

APOLLO: We put all the heat on Valance we could but can't tie him to Zarek.

APOLLO: We should all take a deep breath. ROSLIN: I will!

APOLLO: We'll have to blow this thing manually.

APOLLO: We'll make one pass from astern.

APOLLO: We're on it, Galactica.

APOLLO: We've got to get out of this flak.

APOLLO: Well, everything's in order. Enjoy your stay on Cloud Nine.

APOLLO: Where is it? SOCINUS: That way.

APOLLO: Why not? They need fuel as much as we do.

APOLLO: Wilco, Galactica, but I tell you what, it's got to be her.

APOLLO: Without the base, they'll be unable to rearm, refuel.

APOLLO: Yeah, a civilian ship with nukes.

APOLLO: Yeah, Apollo. BILLY: Hold for President Roslin.

APOLLO: Yes, sir.

APOLLO: You again?

APOLLO: You don't think I'm up to this? STARBUCK: Of course I do.

APOLLO: You ever wonder why everyone calls it a she, but to you, it's a he?

APOLLO: You guys always play this slow?

APOLLO: You never seem it. STARBUCK: Because she's a Cylon.

APOLLO: You're clearly a man of principle.

APOLLO: You're gonna tell your men to help us get that water off the moon.

Apollo. Starbuck. I'm ready over here.

Apollo's leading the strike force. You'll have to sit this one out.

Apollo's one of the gods. A lord of Kobol.

Aquaria, Thomas Zarek.

Arcane scriptural purpose?

Are bound to occur. Indeed they are to be expected.

Are now released.

Are we getting closer?

Are you alive?

Are you alive?

Are you and the Chief involved in a relationship?

Are you even trained to use this thing?

Are you finished?

Are you going to order us to stop the search?

Are you Lt. Starbuck?

Are you Lt. Thrace?

Are you prepared for the next step?

Are you saying that you are...

Are you sure?

Are you telling me that God guided my finger to that target for some...

Are you there?

Are you very close with Lt. Thrace?

As a matter of fact, she did.

As a puddle or something to be hosed out of the cockpit by the chief of the deck.

As a scientist, a leader, and a friend.

As a sign of things to come.

As far as I'm concerned you can have any woman you want.

As further evidence of your guilt. So I will ask you one last time.

As long as she's President, she's dangerous.

As long as that's flopping around out there...

As of this moment, we are at war.

As opposed to the rehabilitation of Tom Zarek?

As part of a conspiracy to allow the Cylon to gain access to the small arms locker?

As Quorum members arrive with their delegations.

As soon as I can.

As soon as I get better.

As they have the last 237 times.

As to who's going to win, but my money is on Gaius. Dr. Baltar.

As well as a blessing.

As you can see, the man in the photo is carrying an explosive device.

As you may know, the Cylons are...

As you wish.

As your chief science advisor, I have to analyse the samples...

Asked and answered.

Assume they're better and faster. It'll take them days.

Astral Queen, this is the Battlestar Galactica.

At ease. So what's the plan?

At extreme radar range from the Cylon asteroid.

At least I did that much.

At least one of us will.

At least one of your men or women screwed up.

At position code Deacon...

At the time of the bombing and that you saw Chief Tyrol...

At the time of the bombing?

At this point, Jim, it is anyone's guess...

At this point, we have no reason to believe...

Attack forces away.

Attention on deck.

Attention! Set Condition 1 throughout the fleet.

Attention. Pilots, man your planes.

Attention. This is the commander.

Aye, Lieutenant.

Aye, sir.

Aye, sir.

Aye, sir.

Aye.

Back early.

Back on the ship...

Bad idea. The CAP is the fleet's only defence.

Baked beans, corn...

BALTAR: ... criticise Roslin and the tough decisions she has to make every day.

BALTAR: [On radio] I'm glad to hear it...

BALTAR: [Whispering] Lieutenant? Is that you?

BALTAR: [Whispering] Madam President, I need to get off Galactica.

BALTAR: A connection, maybe. But not God.

BALTAR: A Cylon base?

BALTAR: Actually, I don't believe I've had the pleasure.

BALTAR: Actually, I was looking for Lt. Thrace.

BALTAR: After you.

BALTAR: Alive.

BALTAR: Dear God...

BALTAR: Disappoint you all.

BALTAR: Divine digits? No.

BALTAR: Eleven hours to test each one for Cylon indicators.

BALTAR: Fantastic. ADAMA: Would you like some water?

BALTAR: Five days now.

BALTAR: Full colours.

BALTAR: God! Oh, my God!

BALTAR: Great.

BALTAR: Hand rolled from some of the finest fumarello leaf in Caprica.

BALTAR: Has he gone raving mad?

BALTAR: Has it ever occurred to you that the photograph...

BALTAR: Hello, Lieutenant.

BALTAR: Hello?

BALTAR: Hit any one of them and the place will go up like a three kiloton bomb.

BALTAR: Honestly, that is not me. I wasn't there. It's somebody else.

BALTAR: How did you... GAETA: I went back, re ran security checks.

BALTAR: I believe in a world that I can and do understand.

BALTAR: I can't say ancient history is my favourite subject.

BALTAR: I can't take this anymore! NO. 6: I'm trying to save your immortal soul.

BALTAR: I don't mean to distract you. Please, don't let me interrupt you.

BALTAR: I don't see the hand of God in here.

BALTAR: I don't understand. Why are they trying to blow me up?

BALTAR: I feel all better.

BALTAR: I happen to know the missing pilot personally.

BALTAR: I know this is an awkward time. But it occurred to me I haven't told you...

BALTAR: I love you. There, I've said it.

BALTAR: I need some representation, it's not what it looks like.

BALTAR: I suppose there's some small truth to that.

BALTAR: I thought I would...

BALTAR: I wouldn't be making this Cylon detector if it wasn't for you.

BALTAR: I'll try and muddle through for another round.

BALTAR: I'm being framed! ROSLIN: Why would she do that?

BALTAR: I'm not cut out for this kind of work.

BALTAR: I'm not insensitive, that is what I'm saying.

BALTAR: I'm not interested in playing any more of your games!

BALTAR: I'm not sure it would be appropriate to show favouritism...

BALTAR: If you ask me...

BALTAR: In the lab, that is? I'm talking about the photograph.

BALTAR: Indeed, every waking hour is spent...

BALTAR: It's a highly volatile chemical... ADAMA: Let me stop you there.

BALTAR: Just one, small, practical question.

BALTAR: Laura Roslin's political career is very much alive...

BALTAR: Let me see. Proteins? Yes. Haemoglobin? Yes.

BALTAR: Look, it's not me. I'm not the man in the photograph.

BALTAR: Look...

BALTAR: Lt. Valerii.

BALTAR: Madam President, I don't mean to be impertinent, really, but...

BALTAR: Madam President?

BALTAR: Mr. Vice President, if you don't mind, Lt. Thrace.

BALTAR: No, I've decided you're an expression of my subconscious mind...

BALTAR: Not at all.

BALTAR: Nothing criminal about that.

BALTAR: Nothing's wild. Here we go.

BALTAR: Now you tell me you're a machine.

BALTAR: Now, we just pop this in the slot and wait for the results.

BALTAR: Obviously, you're good. But there are many ways around security.

BALTAR: Of course it was a fake. I don't wear a shirt like that.

BALTAR: Oh, God! TYROL: Hang on!

BALTAR: Other than my mother.

BALTAR: Perhaps I should speak to him if you're busy.

BALTAR: Please, honey.

BALTAR: Put it down!

BALTAR: Really? STARBUCK: No.

BALTAR: Refined tylium contains tremendous enthalpy...

BALTAR: Security for what? STARBUCK: You haven't heard?

BALTAR: So, how are you doing?

BALTAR: So, how's it going over there?

BALTAR: So, when are we going to launch the reserve Vipers to defend Galactica?

BALTAR: Something smells horrible in here. Is that you, Crashdown?

BALTAR: Sorry, I have to do it.

BALTAR: Sorry, what?

BALTAR: Struck a nerve, have I? Which I find rather impossible to believe!

BALTAR: Thank you, Madam President. ROSLIN: Thank you.

BALTAR: The explosion. Right.

BALTAR: The intricacies of the bureaucracy, I can't get my head around.

BALTAR: The intricacies of the bureaucracy, I can't get my head around.

BALTAR: The screenings.

BALTAR: The technology for Cylon detection...

BALTAR: They're trying to kill me.

BALTAR: This is based on information available to me at the time.

BALTAR: To what?

BALTAR: Tune in tomorrow.

BALTAR: Very sorry to disappoint you.

BALTAR: Wait, Gaeta! You forgot to wash your hands!

BALTAR: We'll call it an even 61, shall we? NO. 6: Sure.

BALTAR: Well, quite frankly, I don't give a flying frack...

BALTAR: Were you? BOOMER: Yeah.

BALTAR: What brings you to the lab at this time of the night?

BALTAR: What, as opposed to after he died? NO. 6: He gave me the disk for safekeeping.

BALTAR: Where are you?

BALTAR: Who's really in the photograph? NO. 6: You are!

BALTAR: Why do they call you "Boomer"?

BALTAR: Yeah, we're on a first name basis now.

BALTAR: You can't be serious.

BALTAR: You look wonderful.

BALTAR: You still there? GAETA: Yup.

BALTAR: You told me what to do.

BALTAR: You're having a little fun?

BALTAR: Your card.

BALTAR: Your family? BOOMER: They died with the rest.

Baltar's correct about the convenience of it all.