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Father, I think they intend to ram.

He's going for the bridge!

- We're too far inside to take a laser hit. - That was something else.

Work that boraton in over there. Come on, keep it moving.

Look out, it's ready to blow!

They could still be alive! You can't just leave them there!

The Galactica is doomed.

Just don't get careless. Lose your grip, you'll be floating in space forever.

Thanks for reminding us, Sheba.

I'm going to have to operate.

- There's a fragment near his heart. - Then operate.

There's no way I'm opening up his chest under these conditions.

Well, Boxey, you did it to me again.

Yeah, isn't this fun, Athena?

That's easy to say when you're winning.

Hey, Boomer, what are you doing in the Rejuvenation Centre?

I thought Blue Squadron was on alert.

Even Blue Squadron pilots get a furlon once in a while.

Now all I have to do for the next 24 centares is relax.

Want to play compartment billyarks? I'm pretty good.

Oh?

You're on.

And if you beat me, I got a surprise for you.

- It's a mushie. - How's a guy keep a secret around here?

You can't with Muffy. I trained him to sniff out mushies.

Commander.

Looks like a Conn combat probe.

Probably from that base ship we eluded 10 centares ago.

Launch Blue Squadron to intercept.

That's not a combat probe.

- They're mounting a major attack. - Launch all squadrons.

Colonel Tigh, prepare the Galactica for heavy attack.

Secure all compartments.

Must be an all-out attack!

OK, everybody, just go back to what you were doing.

Nobody's going anywhere until this is over.

Why did they close the doors?

If one part of the Galactica gets hit it won't affect the rest.

That prevents the oxygen from escaping if the hull is pierced.

I'm not afraid. My dad'll protect us from those old Cylons.

Blue Leader to Galactica, this is no probe!

Affirmative. All squadrons have been launched.

- There must be a hundred of them. - More to shoot at. Let's go!

Follow the programmed mission. Ignore the Colonial vipers.

They're not fighting back.

- What are they up to? - Let's take advantage of it.

- Where's that help? - They're right behind us.

All squadrons engaged, sir, but something's wrong.

We're outnumbered but they don't seem to be fighting back.

Galactica, this is Apollo.

Two from the first wave have broken through.

Our laser turrets will take care of them.

- Father, I think they intend to ram! - Positive shield, now!

One micron to impact coordinates.

He's going for the bridge!

Galactica bridge, come in.

Come in!

He's heading for the landing bay. I can't get him in time.

Five microns to impact.

He's gonna ram!

Oh, my God!

- OK? - Yeah.

- We're too far inside to take a laser hit. - That was something else.

Apollo calling Commander Adama. Come in.

- Come in! - Commander!

Adama.

Get Dr Salik fast!

Stay still.

Adama?

Casualty report?

I don't know yet, Commander.

Damage?

It's bad.

Those Conn fighters must have been packed with solenite.

But we'll make it. The boraton mist handled what fire there was.

Colonel Tigh!

Deep scan has been knocked out. Internal communications, too.

We've lost deep scan.

We're setting up an emergency radio system right now.

Try and repair internal communications. I want those scanners operational.

Colonel, the scanners have had it! They're completely destroyed.

Vipers will be our eyes.

- Inform the pilots. - Yes, sir.

Fractures.

The man's taken a lot of fragments.

Get the Commander to the Life Centre at once.

- Work that boraton in over there! - It's spreading!

Hold that tight until the bleeding stops. I'll check on the others.

Galactica, this is Captain Apollo. Port landing bay has been destroyed.

- Request instructions. - Two squadrons will remain flying.

Blue and Red Squadrons cleared for starboard landing bay.

Colonel, energiser number one destroyed.

Number two now operating at maximum capacity.

Boraton mist control centre destroyed.

Fire out of control in Alpha deck, Beta and Gamma sections.

All personnel evacuated in fire areas except for the Rejuvenation Centre.

- It's been cut off. - How many in there?

About 20.

Including Boomer...

and the Commander's daughter and his grandson.

Did you find out what happened?

No, Boxey, the telecom's dead.

First-aid supplies have been destroyed too.

- Look! - Boomer!

- Break out the life masks! - They were destroyed too.

Watch it! It's going to flare!

Hold it as long as you can.

Maybe the locking mechanism shorted.

No, it's a fire, and it's a bad one.

Everybody get to the other side of the compartment. Move!

All of those who aren't injured, please help those who are.

Easy. Right here.

Frack!

The bulkhead twisted just enough to jam the door.

What chance of the other door holding?

About as much as the Cylons throwing me a birthday party.

If I can get this one open, we can get into the storage compartment

and close it behind us.

- Life masks in there, too. - How are you gonna do it?

It doesn't show in my file, Athena,

but when I was a kid I hot-linked more hovermobiles

than there are doors on this ship.

If the fire can get through that door, it can get through this one.

By then, we'll be through into the next compartment.

Ah. And the next one, and the next one.

How long before you think you can do it?

If this were a hovermobile, I could tell you.

But this thing... I don't know.

Why don't you take a rest period?

- It's all right. I'll watch him. - Thank you, sir.

Please... Tell the Commander we tried. We just couldn't reach them.

- Couldn't reach who? - His daughter and grandson.

In the Rejuvenation Centre.

- Boxey and Athena? - And Boomer, too.

I saw them go in there before the attack.

We tried but the fire...

Oh, my God.

Where is he?

Yes. Comfortable?

The Galactica?

We took some casualties, some damage.

Nothing that can't be repaired - including you.

Rest, Adama. You need rest.

The life pod has him stabilised but he's very weak.

I'm going to have to operate.

There's a fragment lodged near the wall of his heart.

Then operate. Right now.

You listen to me, son. Unless I have no choice,

there's no way I'm going to open up his chest under these conditions.

The fire has knocked out one energiser.

And if the other one goes, as well it may,

all of the equipment will go out.

You don't want me poking around your father's heart

with a laser scalpel at a time like that.

Now, be brief, please.

Apollo.

We tried to get him sooner but he was too far ahead.

I know.

It wasn't your fault.

- Can I do anything for you? - You're doing it...

just by being here.

I want to see Athena

and Boxey.

I'm sorry but the doctor says no more visitors.

I'll be all right.

- I'll be fine. - Come on.

It's all right, Apollo. I'll stay with him.

I'll be on the bridge.

Don't let it get behind you.

Look out! Get back!

We're losing it here.

We have to fall back.

Are you sure there's nothing you can do?

I'm sorry, we couldn't get to them. And all the doors are jammed.

But we have to find out if they're alive.

Communications have been restored on this side.

- The other side is still out. - Colonel, if they're alive,

how long could they last? The truth.

I don't know.

The fire is rapidly consuming oxygen in that area.

Once it's gone they'll have to rely on life masks.

When the door opens, get him through as quickly as possible.

All right, we're set!

When this door opens - if it opens -

we get Boxey and the injured through first.

And make it fast. I don't know how long I'll be able to keep it open.

Boomer, the fire. The door.

I wish this were a hovermobile.

Oh, no.

Wait a micron, I think I got it figured out now.

Change the wavelon...

This ought to do it.

Either that, or burn out the motor so it'll never open.

- Here we go. - Hurry, Boomer.

Hurry.

Come on, hurry up! Move it!

Move, move! Let's go!

Grab the wounded! Let's go, Athena!

Boomer, what about you?

Get going! Get going! Move!

Come on, Boomer!

Come on!

Boxey, it looks like I, erm... mashed your mushie.

This telecom's dead.

Boomer, there's only five life masks.

Great.

OK. We'll save them until we need them and then we'll all take turns.

Now, let's check out this door.

- Are you OK? - Yeah, I'm OK.

This thing is red-hot.

From the landing bay,

the fire is advancing through Beta section, towards the energiser,

- and here through Gamma section. - Toward the solium tanks.

If it gets there, we'll go up like a supernova.

Colonel, this duct system connects the Rejuvenation Centre

with other areas of the ship, including right here, the bridge!

These ducts are too small for a person to get through.

An adult but what about a small boy?

Boomer would never take a chance with Boxey's life.

- He could send Muffy! - It wouldn't do any good.

- Why not? - I'll show you.

That duct system terminates in 30 compartments,

only one of which is on the bridge.

The chance of the daggit getting here is remote.

Send men out to wait until Muffy shows up!

I can't afford to send anyone.

I barely have manpower to run the ship and fight the fire.

I'm sorry. Even if I thought there was a chance...

They could still be alive! You can't just leave them there!

Apollo, if the fire reaches the energiser or the solium, either one,

the Galactica is doomed.

Our resources must go into preventing that.

I'm sorry, Colonel. We may delay it, but in the end, we can't prevent it.

The oxygen in each compartment draws the fire into the ship like a magnet.

To stop it we have to drown it in boraton.

We have boraton.

But we have to smother the whole fire at the same time.

With enough high pressure we could do that in the other areas

but not the landing bay - there's no way to reach it.

Hold it, I have an idea.

Replace the lasers in three vipers with megapressure pumps.

Fill them with boraton and connect them to the firing mechanism.

- It would be like a strafing run. - Exactly!

- We could flood that bay with boraton! - I never thought of the pumps.

I could use one of them to boost the pressure in our hose system.

- Do it! - Yes, sir!

Apollo, they're gonna be OK.

They'll be waiting when we get back.

If this works. Boraton is heavy, so we're overloaded.

When you pull up, watch it or the G-factor will slam you into the hull.

- Boraton flight cleared to launch. - Acknowledged.

This fumarello case will protect the note.

- OK, Boxey. - Go get help, Muffy! You can do it.

Don't let up!

If it gets to the solium cells, we've all had it!

Fall back! Fall back!

Tie down the hose and fall back!

Colonel.

The megapressure pump is ready.

Apollo, we're ready. Commence the boraton run.

I'll make the first pass, Starbuck, then you, then Sheba.

- Let's make it good. - I'm right behind you.

Let's go.

Yes, sir, Colonel! Right away!

The vipers are ready. Start the megapressure pump.

Here we go.

Easy... Easy...

Now!

Watch it, Starbuck. The G-factors are worse than I thought.

I still have to get in close to do any good.

- Your angle's too steep! - Easier than shooting at Cylons!

Pull up, Starbuck! Pull up!

I thought you weren't gonna make it.

I knew exactly what I was doing.

- This has to do it. Make it good. - I will.

- We got it! - We got the landing bay.

Now it's up to the guys inside to put the rest of it out.

Colonel Tigh, we've lost it here.

The megapressure pump must have blown a seal!

You did what you could. Use the regular pumps and keep me advised.

We didn't get it.

Keep moving in!

That's the fourth power drop. He gets worse with each one.

- Prepare to operate. - What about the power drops?

Cassiopeia, they're already killing him.

If we just let him lie in that life pod, he doesn't have a chance.

I'll notify Tigh. I'll be in ultrasonic scrub.

We've got to keep it away from the energiser!

Watch those supports. They've been weakened.

Adama.

I understand they're going to fix you up.

- How bad is it, Tigh? - You'll come through fine, just fine.

I know about the fire.

It's bad, Adama. We can't put the fire out.

There's a way.

A drastic way.

If nothing else,

let the vacuum of space smother it.

Put explosive charges on the hull.

Blow hole.

Deprive the fire of its oxygen.

People may be trapped in there. Without oxygen they'd never survive.

Do you really believe Athena and Boxey...

are still alive?

How did you know?

I overheard a great deal.

I'm sorry, Colonel. It's time.

Tigh.

Put your best people on the job.

It may be our last chance.

Yes, sir.

Apollo and Starbuck are in the airlock.

- Are you ready, Sheba? - Coming into position now.

- Can you see them yet? - I have them in view.

- I won't let 'em out of my sight. - Apollo, you can start now.

We have 12 charges to set.

This weightlessness is really gonna slow us down.

- Let's get moving. - I'm right with you.

The first one goes right over there.

According to Colonel Tigh we have to work fast.

That's why we don't have tether lines. They'd just slow us down.

Just don't get careless. Lose your grip, you'll be floating in space forever.

Thanks for reminding us, Sheba.

Colonel, any sign of Muffy yet?

No. I'm sorry, Apollo.

Of course! Mushies!

What do mushies have to do with explosives?

Colonel Tigh, Boxey trained Muffy to sniff out mushies!

Have them put them in the open duct.

Consider it done, Apollo.

Omega, order some mushies sent up here.

Yes, sir.

Colonel. The fire leader reports that the fire has crossed his defensive line

at compartment 31 in both Beta and Gamma sections.

Then he has no choice but to fall back to compartment 43.

Sir, the fire has spread laterally.

The defensive line now extends through Delta, Alpha,

and Theta section, also.

Five full sections of flame and nowhere else to fall back to.

More hose!

Release more hose!

Finite micro laser.

If that happens when you're near the heart wall...

I know.

Amplify the laser to operating mode.

Get him out of there! Hurry! Watch your footing! It's slippery!

Colonel, the temperature in the energiser is critical.

Solium storage is just as bad.

If we can just get those charges set and blow them in time...

- Apollo, we're running out of time. - Just another 15 centons.

I don't know if we have it.

- Blow the charges we have set. - Negative.

We have to blow them in exactly the calculated pattern.

We must do it in time. Keep me posted.

Colonel! Look!

I don't believe it. He made it.

Boomer!

- How is he? - Not good.

Neither are the rest of us.

Without these masks they're not going to have a chance.

I just hope he can get back in time.

When the hull blows they'll lose whatever oxygen they have.

Muffy, find Boxey.

Boxey.

Apollo, Muffy's on his way back with the life masks.

Thank you, sir.

Five more centons, Colonel.

If I had a choice, I'd say no.

Apollo!

Aah!

Aah. Somehow, thank you doesn't seem like enough.

Forget it. We have a lot of work to do.

Just another few cantons.

Hurry, Apollo. A micron could make the difference.

We're setting the last one now.

This charge has a magnetic base.

I'll pull myself across with it.

There's a handhold just up from the other side.

Don't worry about me, I'll see you inside.

Muffy won't let us down, Athena.

Muffy! I hear Muffy!

Muffy!

- It's the life masks. - Oh. Boxey.

Here, pass them around.

They'll save us from the smoke, but the fire?

Everybody to the other side. They're gonna blow the hull!

Over here! Let's go!

- Muffy! Come back! - Boxey!

The last one's set!

Apollo!

Starbuck, get inside!

Those explosives are going to go off any centon! Get inside!

Colonel, I think our time has run out.

Starbuck, get inside! There's nothing you can do!

Stay down, everyone! Stay down!

It worked, Apollo. The fire is out!

Apollo? Starbuck?

Something's wrong.

Sheba?

I can't see them anywhere, Colonel.

Good Lord. The explosion must've gotten them.

I refuse to believe that.

I won't give up. I'm going to keep looking for them.

Colonel Tigh.

I see them. I see them!

Apollo? Starbuck?

Hang on! We're sending a shuttle.

- Colonel? My family? - They're all safe, including your father.

So am I, thanks to Starbuck.

I guess I just can't stand you going anywhere without me.

I know just how you feel, Boxey.

But Dr Wilker built Muffy in the first place

and I'm sure he can build another one.

But it won't really be Muffy.

Yes, he will. He'll look just like him.

- He'll be identical. - That's not what I mean.

Oh, Boxey!

Father.

I told you I'd make it through, didn't I? At least I think I did.

I hope you recommend Boomer for a decoration.

He pulled them all through.

Thank you.

We did have one casualty, I'm afraid.

Muffy's never coming back, Dad.

Want to bet?

Muffy!

You can be real proud. He saved that firefighter's life.

Dragged him out of a burning compartment.

So that's why he ran back into the duct.

I'm glad he saved somebody but he got burned awful badly.

Don't worry. Dr Wilker will fix him up as good as before.

- Are you sure? - Positive.

Fleeing from the Conn tyranny,

the last Battlestar, Galactica,

leads a ragtag fugitive fleet

on a lonely quest -

a shining planet

known as Earth.