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Female narrator: Previously on
Battlestar Galactica.

The captain of the astral
queen wants you to know

he's got 1,500 prisoners
under heavy guard.

Tell him I want daily reports on
the well-being of his prisoners.

The president has
given me a direct order.

Adama:
We 're in the middle of a war

and you're taking orders
from a schoolteacher?

Don't suppose there's a plan b?

Plans b, c, d, e
are the same as a.

Get off the planet
and get back to the ship.

Roslin:
How much water did we lose?

Almost 60% of total
potable water reserves.

If we don't find new supplies
they'll run out of water in two days.

Gae ta on pa: Reveille, morning
stations aboard Battlestar Galactica.

All hands report
to your stations.

Tigh: So, what do we have?

Tyrol: Good news, colonel.

We scouted the ice moon.

Found an entire
subsurface ocean.

We've got reports
and video for you, sir.

Not exactly Caprica beach
down there, chief?

No, sir. We've registered
temperatures 180 and below,

venting of methane and 002.

It's gonna be a bitch
to work down there, sir.

Cheer up. You know how lucky
we are we found this ugly rock?

Water riots breaking out
all over the fleet. Civilians.

Whiney civie
cry-babies can't stand

less than a hot
shower every day.

Tyrol: Yes, sir.

Even Galactica's down
to 10,000 jps of water.

Ever see a man die
of dehydration, chief?

No, sir.

Let's hope you never do.
It isn't pretty.

So, where were we?

We drilled 23 core samples.

13% sodium chloride.

What the hell?
We can't drink saltwater.

No, sir. That's why
I had cally test the ice.

Well, there you go. Pure water.

Couple of lemons,
we could make lemonade.

Tyrol: Yes, sir.

We'll have to melt the ice before
we transport it up to the ship.

What's that gonna take?

High-capacity heater expansion
tanks, d-25 plasma torches,

myrex hoses, centrifugal pumps.

Sounds like a lot of manpower.

Ideally 1,000 men, sir.

1,000 men? And where're
they gonna come from?

Slave labor.

They are criminals. They've
been sentenced to hard labor.

And this is very hard labor.

Not to mention
physically dangerous.

This is not
for civilians, but...

Their ship wasn't designed
for long-term incarceration.

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

They might even
prefer to get out.

Do something,
even if it is dangerous.

If they volunteer.

But these aren't slaves and I
will not have them treated as such.

No. We could offer incentives.

Points towards earning freedom.

Excuse me.

You wanna start releasing
hardened criminals into the fleet?

Sir, these men were on their
way to Caprica for parole hearings,

which at least implies they
may be ready for release.

Make it happen, captain.

Yes, sir.

To address commander Adama's
concerns, I'd like you to go along

and set up a screening procedure

to weed out
the hardened criminals.

I would like to have a
representative from Galactica

who will report directly to
me about security issues.

How about d?

Second class
petty officer dualla.

Adama: I know who she is.

I'm not sure she's conversant
with the technical details.

She'll be fine, but we should
send someone from ground crew

who'll make sure the chosen
men know to use the equipment.

Agreed.

I have to get to the cic.
Excuse me.

Madam president? The doctor.

Excuse me? The doctor?

Commander, do you have a
ship's doctor aboard Galactica?

Major Cottle.
Is there something wrong?

No, nothing urgent. Allergies.

He's out on the fleet
checking medical conditions.

I'll tell him that
you want to see him.

Thanks.

Petty officer dualla.

Conversant in technical details.

Thinking entirely
of the mission.

Something on your mind, captain?

I just thought maybe you had
something you wanted to say.

I have nothing to say to the personal
representative of the president.

I'm still
Galactica's lead pilot.

I have nothing to
say to him, either.

Every man has to decide for
themselves which side they're on.

I didn't know
we were picking sides.

That's why you
haven't picked one yet.

Wilkens: I'm a bus driver,
not a warden.

How many total?

1,500.

They don't give me
their files or their names.

Hell, they're just numbers.

Thanks, wilkens.

All right. They're all yours.

I'm captain. Lee Adama, personal
representative of the president.

We 're in a crisis.

Thousands of us are on the
verge of dying from dehydration.

The good news is
we have found water.

The bad news is,
it's located on a moon

with harsh
environmental conditions.

We need 1,000 able-bodied men
to help us get that water.

President Roslin feels that
you represent our best chance.

She also recognizes
that you are not slaves.

Any man who volunteers to
help us during this emergency

will earn "freedom points",

which can be applied
toward earning his release.

We're offering you a chance
for a new beginning.

Whoever is interested,
please just step out of your cell.

Thank you for your offer.

We respectfully decline.

Prisoner: Zarek.

Oh, my god, that's Tom zarek.

The terrorist?

Zarek.

Zarek.

So who the hell is Tom zarek?

He's a freedom fighter.

He's a prisoner of conscience.

He's a butcher.

His colony was exploited
by the other 11 for centuries.

His people were
marginalized, brutalized...

I'm from saggitaron, and that
man doesn't speak for all of us.

He blew up a government
building, there's no excuse for that.

Captain, I've been
watching the clock

and if we won't get any help,
we should move on.

Zarek's got
the prisoners united.

Let's go through zarek.

Helo: Hello? Anybody out there?

Anybody wanna help
two stranded pilots?

That's what I hate
about big cities.

No one will help you.

No more shouting.
You're making me nervous.

Feelhke I'm in a movie.

At least it stopped raining.

For now.

Where is everyone?

Some are dead. In
their beds, at their desks.

Ones who weren't killed
outright probably ran into the hills.

Won't do any good.

Guess I'm getting a little...

Depressing? Morbid?

Sorry.
Been here longer than you.

Wish I could say it gets easier.

There's more.

Boomer, you might not wanna...

Frakking rats. Let's go.

Come on.

Let's find a hospital, score
some anti-radiation meds, okay?

We've only got
two days' worth left.

Sharon, we've made it this far.

We're gonna make it all the way.

Right.

Damn straight, all the way.

We're doing good, realgood.

I guess someone must be
watching out for us.

Baltar: She's good.

So far. Jealous?

No. 6: This all makes me so sad.

Baltar: They would've
destroyed themselves anyway.

They deserve what they got.

We're the children of humanity.

That makes them
our parents, in a sense.

True. But parents have to die.

It's the only way children
come into their own.

No, that's not necessary.

I'd like to talk to you.

Guard. Phsoner893893

requests permission
to speak with his visitor.

Granted.

We're not allowed to speak
unless asked a direct question.

And you didn't ask me
a direct question.

You've never been in a prison
before, have you, captain?

You're fortunate. No.

May I sit down?

Yes, of course.

We need these men
of yours to help us.

They're not my men.
They belong to you.

I belong to you. You own us.

You're the master,
we're the slaves.

You're clearly
a man of principle.

I respect that.

Really?

The things you've stood for over
the years, the book you wrote.

The book that had to be
smuggled out of labor camp

because stumps aren't
allowed freedom of expression?

I read it. In college.

Thought it was radical,
challenging.

Made me question some things
I'd accepted before without thinking.

Nice to hear
I'm a big hit on campus.

You weren't,
the book was banned.

I read it anyway.

Point is, I understand
where you're coming from.

But I don't think you understand

how critical
the situation is out there.

People are gonna start dying.

Hey, starke.
It's time for your break.

Billy: How can you say that?

Dualla: It's the truth.

Zarek and the sfm, they
don't care about justice.

Billy: His people, your
people have been exploited.

You cannot tell me
about my people.

I'm not telling you
about your people.

All I want, the president wants,

is to offer you a chance
to earn your freedom.

Now you've said the truth,

freedom is earned.

Stay where you are, captain.

It'll all be over soon.

Nobody try anything. Back up.

Seaborne: We've got the guards
and the crew in separate cells in block 7.

Mason is looking
after the hostages.

Zarek: Nice job.

Everything's under control.

The men are organizing
exactly as planned.

I knew I could count on you.

Stay frosty there, Billy.

Everything's gonna be all right.

I don't know about that.

They don't wanna hurt us. That
won't get them what they want.

Which is what?

Lieutenant thrace.
Good to see you.

Good to see you, too.

Really? No.

Oh!

I wonder if she's a real blonde.

I doubt it.

Now, one of you has been
coming in a little hot lately.

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

He's burning up
the deck with his skids

because he can't
pull back on the throttle.

Who is the speed demon,
my prince?

Flat-top, sir.

Starbuck: Flat-top. You
got a need for speed, do you?

Can't wait to get
back to the big g

and the loving embrace
of your fellow pilots?

Or maybe you have a hot date
with your right hand.

It never gets a headache.

Tell you what, flat-top,
you come in too hot today

you may have to
start using your left.

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

There's no smoking
in the ready room.

My room, my rules, sir.

Where's your mummy?

Dead. Where's yours?

I'm looking for boomer.

1400. Boomer's in the tool room.

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

Screaming at people doesn't
always get the best results, sir.

I learned that at
officer candidate school.

You are right
on the edge, thrace.

Careful you don't fall off.

Speaking of falling off,

Glad to see you've found
a way to quench your thirst.

They won't negotiate while
you're holding hostages.

I don't wanna negotiate.

Then what do you want?

To be treated like men,
not animals.

Finally have something
to bargain with.

So what happens now?

We're gonna talk.

What about?

Your father.

Is this a monclair original?

Yes.

Fantastic.

Would you like some water?

Yes, thank you.

I'm not a collector
myself, but I...

I am familiar with his work,
and may I say

you really do have
an excellent eye for art.

Thank you.

Where's my
cylon detector, doctor?

Oh, that.

Yes, it's taking longer than
expected, unfortunately.

What's the hang-up?

It's not working
this time, Gaius.

He can see right through you.

There are a number of obstacles,

none of them insurmountable,
but they do tend to slow us down.

For a start, the lack
of proper facilities.

The water shortage, of course.

The water shortage,
not to mention...

Adama: Cut the bs.

You said you had a way of
detecting human from cylon.

Do you or don't you?

I don't.

What?

I don't think that
I'm the man for this job.

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

You have to do this.

Why do I keep putting it off?

It's my subconscious telling me

that I'm not the man
for thisjob, please.

Listen to me. If you don't
tell him what he wants to hear

he's going to find you out.

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

and throw your body
out of an airlock.

Pardon me.

I haven't had
much sleep recently, so...

Unfortunately, doctor,
for both of us,

you're the last man we have.

So what's the game plan, doc?

This is what you say,

"commander, the truth is,
there is one way."

Say it!

Commander, the truth is

there is one way.

No. 6: I didn't wanna have...

I didn't wanna have
to ask you for this

but what I really need
to complete the project

is a nuclear

warhead.

That how you got to be the "personal
representative of the president?"

Because of your father?

Hardly.

So, they don't get along,
Adama and Roslin?

They have their differences.

But not when it comes to
dealing with terrorists.

I thought you said
you respected me.

Read my book.

That was before you resorted
to violence and hostage-taking.

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

A warhead?

No. 6: Technically, I
need the plutonium inside.

Technically,
I need the plutonium inside.

Figure out
the rest for yourself.

As you may know, the Cylons are

susceptible to
certain kinds of radiation,

and by taking the plutonium

and

embedding it in
a carbon nanotube matrix,

anditreahy is that simple,

I can construct a filter that will
preferentially ionize synthetic molecules

and thus deliver
to you your Cylons.

We have five warheads
left aboard this ship.

We may need them.

Yes, of course.

If you really think that this
project has a low priority

then you're totally
within your bounds to...

You'll get your warhead.

Good boy.

Thank you, commander.

Look, the master-at-arms has
been over every inch of that locker.

She's come up with nothing.

So they've got no idea who
took those six g-4 charges

or who put that detonator in...

Don't worry about it.

I'll take care of it, okay?

I need to speak
with the lieutenant, alone.

You don't honestly think you've
been fooling everyone, do you?

I know. The old man knows.

Hell, the whole ship knows
about you and the chief.

It stops. Now.

Sir, the chief and I
are just friends.

When the ship was
being decommissioned,

we let you two get away with it.

Hell, we let everyone
get away with murder.

That was then and this is now.

We're at war,
this is a combat unit

and you're his superior officer.

Put a stop to it.
That's an order.

Yes, sir.

Man on radio: Attention.
Pass the word for colonel tigh.

Colonel tigh,
please report to the cic.

Zarek on speaker:
The crew are my prisoners.

They will not be harmed.

Are you recording this?

Yes, sir.

What's this?

Trouble.

Zarek: But I have two conditions
before I release my captives.

First, the government
which controls our fate

is illegal and illegitimate

and it must submit
to the will of the people.

I demand
the immediate resignation

of Laura Roslin
and her ministers.

Second, I demand free
and open elections

to choose a new leadership.

And a new government that
represents all of the people.

These demands
are made not for me

or the former slaves
held on this ship,

but for you, the people, the
survivors of the holocaust,

and the children
of humanity's future.

I am Tom zarek

and this is the first day
of the new era.

We've jammed his transmissions.

A little bit late for that.

Every ship in the fleet
heard that broadcast.

It doesn't matter.

It does matter. He's trying to
bring down the government.

Adama: No one's gonna
take it seriously.

You have something to learn when it
comes to public opinion, commander.

Tom zarek is a name with weight.

He's a very sympathetic
figure. A legend, almost.

20 years in prison
over a matter of principle.

He's a criminal and a terrorist.

People won't give him credence.

Don't be so sure, commander.

Rebellions are contagious. People
are already rioting over the water crisis.

We can't afford to destabilize
this government right now.

I agree.

When are you going in?

I assumed you were
gonna talk to him first.

We don't negotiate
with terrorists.

I said talk.

There's nothing to talk about.
What he wants, I can't give him.

We're not ready yet. Talking to
zarek gives us a little bit more time.

That's what he wants,
legitimacy.

He wants to be recognized.

He wants his crimes validated.

I watched
president adar offer him

a full pardon if he'd
apologize and give up violence

as a means of political
change. He refused.

No commitments. No deals.

I'll let you know what happens.

Starbuck: Three assault teams.

Alpha, bravo, constellation.

We jam their dradis,

the raptors cut through
the hull here, here and here,

without being seen.

Once we're inside,
Alpha takes...

What's this "we" crap?

I'm going, sir.

Like he”.

We have a few
marines left on Galactica.

Let them handle it, Starbuck.

They don't have a sniper.

With all due respect, I'm the
best shot in or out of the cockpit.

She's right. For once.

Wonders never cease.

All right, you're going in.

You get a clear shot
at zarek, you take it.

I want to control
that ship immediately.

And I want all
the hostages alive.

Yes, sir.

I don't even know
how I drew this detail.

President thought
you'd be valuable.

President doesn't know who I am.

I told her. Sorry.

On the other hand, it's
nice to get out of the cic.

Break up the day,
meet new people.

Yeah.

You're not asleep.

Not anymore.

Is that your way of telling
us you're not scared?

No, it's my way
of telling you I'm tired.

You don't know what tired is.

Right.

Don't.
Don't mock me, little girl.

I'm not mocking you.

Tom and I, we go
way back. Long time.

If you know what's good
for you, you'll be nice to me.

Frequent wireless contact.

Keep us informed all the way.

Yes, sir.

Good hunting.

Who voted for Laura Roslin? You?

Did you vote for her?

She was sworn in under the law.

The answer is,
no one voted for her.

And yet she's making
decisions for all of us,

deciding who lives and who dies.

Is that democracy?

Is that a free society?

What is it you want from me?

You want me to say
she shouldn't be president?

We need a government.

We need rules, we need a leader.

We need to be
free men and women.

If we're not free, then we're
no different than Cylons.

They call you Apollo.

It's my call sign.

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

You must be a very special
man to be called the god.

It's just a stupid nickname.

Son of Zeus, good with
the bow, god of the hunt

and also a god ofheahng.

Now, a god

can reconcile those two
opposing forces, but a mortal

has to pick one side
or the other.

Have you picked a side, Apollo?

Astral queen, this is
the Battlestar Galactica.

Commander Adama
wishes to speak to Mr. Zarek.

Please respond.

Zeus is calling.

Commander Adama? Tom zarek.

How can I help you?

First, I want to make sure
that my people are unharmed.

This is Apollo. I'm
fine, so are the others.

They're located on the lower...

That's enough, thank you.

I'm glad to hear
that no one's been hurt.

That would have
tragic consequences.

How long until
you storm the ship?

I'm hoping that
won't be necessary.

I think that you and I can come
up with some kind of understanding.

This is not the only crisis
that I'm dealing with.

The water shortage
affects the entire fleet.

Your men are on their way
even as we speak.

There's still time
to work this out.

Have the president step down
and call for elections.

That's not gonna happen.

Then I look fonnard
to meeting your men.

I knew you were faking.

I'm a light sleeper.

I don't think
I have your respect.

I respect you.

Get up.

Billy: Hey, what's going on?

Hey.

What are you doing?

Move.

Dualla:
Where are you taking her?

It's okay, cally.
You're gonna be okay.

They know where we are, cally.

Captain Adama.

Hey. Captain Adama!

They're willing to talk.

Sounded that way.

You want them to storm the ship.

Soft seal. Pressurized.

Eyes.

That's it, isn't it?

You don't want elections,
you don't want your freedom.

You want a bloodbath.

You don't understand.

Tom zarek's been out of
the headlines, out of the news,

forgotten for 20 years
as he rots in a cell.

Now he's got a chance
to go out in a Blaze of glory

and he's gonna take it.

Alpha one, we're in.

Once Roslin
uses Adama's soldiers

to massacre
the people on this ship,

prisoners and hostages alike,

people in the fleet
will never forgive them.

The entire government
will collapse.

She can take care of herself.

You sure?

She's been trained.

We've all been
trained in capture, it's...

You've been saying everything
you're doing is for freedom.

But the truth is

it's all about Tom zarek
and his personal death wish.

Tom. Something's up.

Mason: Frakking bitch.

That's Mason. What the hell.

They're killing the hostages.
Let's go.

Constellation team, set.

Mason.

Mason, what're you doing?

Bit my ear off.

Frak you.

Apollo: Open the door,
she's been shot.

You said they weren't animals.
What do you call this?

20 years I've been waiting.

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

You did this.
You put him in a cage.

You made him a monster.

Bravo, set.

You filthy bitch.

You all deserve to die.

You first.

All teams, sniper in position.

He's gonna do it.

You reap what you sow.

You look at me. You see me.

Look at me!

Come on, Lee. Take
out the son of a bitch.

How about it, Tom?

You still have a death wish?

You ready to leave this
world, right here, right now?

Yes.

Too bad.

'Cause this is
what you're gonna do.

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

They're gonna work
for their points.

And they're gonna earn
their freedom. And then,

then

you're gonna get your elections.

What?

'Cause you're right, Tom.

You are right about democracy
and consent of the people.

I believe in those things,
and we're gonna have them.

And you can have them, too.

Or you can have this bullet.
Your call.

What are you doing, Lee?
Come on.

How do I know your father

and the president
will honor your word?

You don't.

You let the rest
of the hostages go,

we'll leave this ship
in your hands.

They try and come after you,
you can still have your last stand.

It's your choice.
You reap what you sow.

All right.

Lower your weapons.

Lower your weapons.

Do what he says. Put them down.

Back off.

Cally, you're gonna be okay.

You just hang in there,
you hear?

Got you.

Cease fire.

Prisoner: Don't shoot.

All teams, hold positions.

Frak.

Thanks.

I need a medic here.

God.

I don't believe this.

It's unacceptable.

It's done.

Prisoners have full control
of the astral queen.

We evac'ed all the guards and
support personnel. It's their ship.

They're a threat
to the entire fleet.

They've been disarmed.

The ship itself has no weapons.

The ship itself is a weapon.

They're totally dependent
on us for food, fuel,

and they've agreed
to organize the workforce

for the water detail
on the moon.

You've committed me to
holding elections within a year.

Madam president, with respect,

you're serving out the remainder
of president adar's term.

When that term is up
in seven months,

the law says
there's an election.

I only committed you
to obeying the law.

You were not authorized...

You sound like a lawyer.

I swore an oath
to defend the articles.

The articles say there's
an election in seven months.

If you're telling me,
we're throwing out the law,

then I'm not a captain,
you're not a commander

and you are not the president.

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

He's your son.

He's your advisor.

An election.

I guess you
finally picked your side.

Madam president.

What the hell is this? Water?

Bet your ass.

There's plenty more
where that came from.

I have my flaws, too.

The difference is, my flaws are
personal, yours are professional.

Thank you, lieutenant.
That'll be all.

Specialist lazy, how are
you feeling? Must be nice

lying around,
doing nothing, as usual.

Sorry, chief. I didn't
think you'd find me here.

I am so on to you.

Cally, is it true?

You really bite
that guy's ear off?

He's lucky that's all I bit off.

That's my girl.

I'm sorry, I can come back.

No, it's all right. Come on in.

I just wanted to say goodbye
before I head back to Galactica.

And to tell you,

I hope you understand, I wasn't
being disloyal, madam president.

I understand.

You're upholding the law.
I admire it.

I believe in you.
In what you're doing.

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

Could you sit?

There's something
I need to tell you.

The truth is, I might not
be here in seven months.

Are you planning a vacation?

I wish.

I told your father that I

Had allergies,
but I have cancer.

I found out
the morning of the attack.

I'm so sorry, madam president.

I don't know what to say.

I understand.

I'm going to fight this, but
there is a great need for secrecy.

Of course.

Whether or not
I survive this illness

it is of great importance to me

that there's a future
for the people.

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

So this has to stay
between you and me.

You can count on me.

I know I can.

You're captain Apollo.