All language subtitles for BSG.Miniseries.Part.2.2003.720p.Brrip + C.eng

Resume jump prep.

(PA RINGS)

WOMAN ON PA:
Attention, all hands.
Jump prep underway.

Set condition two
throughout the ship.

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

Lieutenant, what did
you do to my Viper?

(WOMAN CHATTERING
ON PA SYSTEM)

I wondered why
the engine gave out.

We're gonna have to pull
the whole mounting.
Get the high lift.

l don't know how you managed
to fly this thing,
much less land it.

lt's not something
l wanna think about now.
Where's Prosna?

He's gotta get that
frakking gimbal locked,
or l'll have his ass.

He's dead, sir.
He died in the fire.

How many did we lose?

Eighty-five.

Right.

Oh, Lieutenant,

l don't know if you heard
about Apollo, but. . .

Heard what?

Right.

Any word on Sharon?

No, sir.

You okay, Chief?

Chief?

Get back to work.

Three, two, one, launch.

Drone deployed
and transmitting.

BOY: Now they'll come find us?

There's a lot
of interference
around here.

A lot of noise.

Keeps my wireless
from working.

But hopefully, once that
communications pod l launched

gets far enough
away from here,

a Colonial ship
will pick up the signal
and start looking for us.

ls everyone on Caprica dead?

l don't know.

My dad is
in the Colonial fleet.

They told me he's missing,

but l think
he's dead, too.

What's your name?

Boxey.

You know something?

Both my parents died
when l was little, too.

Who do you live with?

A bunch of other people
on a ship
called the Galactica.

NO. 6: You know what l love
about you, Gaius?

You're a survivor.

TlGH: The board is green.
The ship reports
ready to jump, sir.

Then take us
to Ragnar, Colonel.

Lieutenant Gaeta.
GAETA: Yes, sir?

Execute the jump.

All decks prepare
for immediate FTL jump.

The clock is running.

Ten,

nine,

eight,

seven,

six,

five,

four,

three,

two...

l hate this part.
...one.

Jumping.

Report.

Taking a bearing now.

We appear to be
in geosynchronous orbit

directly above
the Ragnar anchorage.

ALL APPLAUDlNG)

Colonel Tigh.
Sir?

Let's update your chart
for a course

right down into the eye
of the storm.

Yes, sir.

MAN ON PA: Attention,
magazine safety officers.
Report to CIC.

(MOANS)

(GROANlNG)

Captain Apollo?

That was fun.

(BOTH LAUGHlNG)

l think it worked.

What exactly did you do?

l basically just used
the hyperdrive to manipulate
the energy coils.

l put out a big pulse
of electro magnetic energy

that must've disabled
the warheads.

Oh.

l'm hoping that it looked like
a nuclear explosion.

Oh, so that's what
that was.

So. . .
Did it fool the Cylons?

l don't know.

But if they weren't fooled,
then they'd be
on top of us by now.

Does the rest of the fleet
know about this trick?

l doubt it. lt was just
a theory we toyed with
in war college,

but it never used to work
during war games.

The Cylons would see
right through it and destroy
the targets anyway.

The lesson here is not to ask
follow-up questions
but simply to say,

"Thank you, Captain Apollo,
for saving
our collective asses."

You're welcome.

Now, if l could suggest. . .

Evacuate the passenger liner

and get the hell out of here
before the Cylons
realize their mistake.

l'm right
with you, Captain.

Five seconds
to turn three.

Five seconds.
Aye, sir.

And turn.

Bow pitch
positive one half.

Stern pitch negative
one quarter.

Bow yaw negative
three quarters.

Crossing into the ionosphere.

All hands,
be ready for some chop.

(THUNDER CRACKlNG)

Lords of Kobol,
hear my prayer.

Take the souls of your sons
and daughters lost this day,

especially that of Lee Adama,

into your hands.

And hard seal.

(METALLlC CLANGlNG)

Hard seal secured, sir.

Copy that, sir.
We show hard seal as well.

Go find me
some bullets, Chief.

TYROL: Copy that, sir.

All right, get your gear.
Let's move out.

(GRUNTlNG)

TYROL: All right, people,
let's be quick about this.

Cally, find the genny,
get some lights on in here.

CALLY: Yes, Chief.

Let's find out
where the lift is,
get it fired up.

(SHUDDERlNG)

Come on.

Excuse me.

My husband,
he's in the Colonial fleet
in Geminon.

The Colonial fleet in Geminon.
Okay, l'll see what l can do.

lf you'll head
right this way.

Have you heard anything
of Geminon?

Come on.

Captain,

l've got
two communication pods
left, sir, but that's it.

No jiggers, no drones,
no markers, nothing.

Well, at least you've still
got your electronic suite.

That old crate of mine
can barely navigate
from "A" to "B."

That old crate may have
saved your life, sir.

How's that?
The Viper Mark Vlls,

the Cylons shut them down
like they threw
a switch or something.

And l've been hearing reports
like that from all over.

The only fighters
that are having
any success at all

are either old or in need
of some major overhaul.

ls that him?

Yeah.

Hope he's worth it!

Sorry, sir.

Don't be.
l hope he's worth it, too.

Dr. Baltar,
Captain Lee Adama.

The President's
asked to see you, sir.

President Adar is alive?

No, l'm afraid Adar is dead.

President Laura Roslin
was sworn in
a couple of hours ago.

Oh. Who?

lf you'll come with me,
she's this way.

MAN 1 : lf there's anything
we can do.
MAN 2: We'll be here.

ROSLlN:
l really appreciate it.
Thank you so very much.

Oh, Dr. Baltar,
it's a pleasure to meet you.

We met at last year's
Caprica City Symposium.

Oh, yeah, of course.

You'll have to forgive me.
l'm bad with faces.

Oh, no,
that's perfectly all right.

l'm sure l wouldn't
remember me, either.

Doctor, l need you to serve
as my chief scientific
consultant and analyst

regarding the Cylons
and their technology.

l'd be honored,
Madam President.

Lieutenant Valerii. . .
ls it Valerii?
BOOMER: Yes.

l understand that your ship

has a limited
faster-than-light capability?

Yes, sir.

The Raptor was designed
to make short jumps
ahead of the fleet,

scout for enemy ships,
then jump back and report.

l want you to go out there
and find as many survivors
as you can

and bring them back
to this position.

We will then form a convoy.

We will guide them
out of the combat zone
and into safety.

Yes, sir.

Everybody hold fast.

l don't want any trouble.

TYROL: Okay, let's talk.

But l'm not going to jail.
What?

You understand me?
l am not going to jail.

Nobody's taking you to jail.
Just calm down.

Frakking right, you're not.

We're not the police.
We're not here to arrest you.

Now put your gun down.

Yeah, maybe.
So who the hell are you?

We're from Colonial Fleet.

We just came to get some
equipment from the station
to get back in the fight.

What fight?

You don't know?

Know what?

There's a war on.

Give me your weapon.

You think l'm stupid
or something, is that it?

You think l'm stupid?
You expect me to believe that?

l want passage outta here!

l want a safe transport ship

with an untraceable
jump system, okay?

Now!

Look,

l don't have time
to argue with you,
so here's the deal.

We've got
over 2,000 people
on that ship.

Now, if you think
you can shoot every single
one of us, fine,

but if not,
get the hell outta my way!

Okay.
Now!

Okay.

Get his weapon.

lf he moves, shoot him.

NO. 6: l see they've
put you to work.

lgnoring me won't help.

No, l've decided
you're an expression
of my subconscious mind

playing itself out
during my waking states.

So l'm only in your head?

Exactly.

Hmm.

Have you considered
the possibility

that l can very well
exist only in your head

without being
a hallucination?

Maybe you see
and hear me because
while you were sleeping,

l implanted a chip
in your brain
that transmits my image

right into
your conscious mind.

No, see, that's me again.

My subconscious self
is expressing
irrational fears,

which l also choose to ignore.

What are you working on?

lf you were really a chip
in my head, l wouldn't have to
tell you, now, would l?

lndulge me.

l'm trying to figure out
how you managed to pull
this kind of an attack.

You virtually shut down
the entire defense network
without firing a shot.

Entire squadrons lost power
just as they engaged
the enemy.

The CNP
is a navigation program
but you. . .

You made changes
to the program.
You said you were building in

back doors for your company
to exploit later.

All true, in a sense.

That was your job.
Officially.

Unofficially,
l had other motives.

We had something, Gaius.

Something. . .special.

This is insane.

And what l want most of all
is for you to love me.

Love you?

Of course, Gaius.

Don't you understand?

God is love.

No!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Take it easy, guys.
Just slow down.

We don't know
much more than that.

lt's just imperative
that we get our equipment
and get out of here.

What's in there?

Stuff.

Get a light.

Where's your spaceship?

Docked on the other side
of the station.

Be careful !
Don't stack them so high.

Okay, those warheads
over there. . .
Here's the deal.

They would've
brought a nice price
on the open market.

So you're
an arms dealer, huh?

People have a right
to protect themselves.

l just supply the means.

You don't look too good.

Be careful
with that, all right?
Hey, be careful with that!

Look out!

ALL CLAMORlNG)

lt's hot!

CALLY: Commander?
Commander Adama?

Stay back, stay back!
lt's hot. lt's hot.
lt's hot. lt's unstable.

You guys,
go back to the ship.

We need hand lifts,
fire equipment
and a plasma torch. Go!

Wait! Wait, Chief. Listen.

(LAUGHlNG)

(COUGHlNG)

MAN: Commander Adama?
ADAMA: Yeah.

ADAMA: Anybody hurt out there?

No, sir!

We've got some
equipment coming, sir.

We're gonna get you
out of there right away.

Go!

No, get all the bullets
and equipment into the ship.

Don't waste anybody
on anything else.

ls there another way
out of here?

Yeah.

Listen, we're gonna
go out another way.

Sir, l don't think
that's a wise idea.

You got your orders.

Tell Colonel Tigh
he's in command
until l return.

Yes, sir.

Let's go.

CAPTAlN:
Most of the passengers
are from Geminon or Picon,

but we've got people
from every colony.

Give Billy a copy
of your passenger manifest

and a list of all
your emergency supplies.

All right. What about
the power situation?

Our batteries
are running pretty low.

Captain Apollo will be making
an engineering survey

of all the ships
this afternoon.

Actually the Captain said
it'll be more like
this evening

before he can coordinate
the survey.

All right,
this evening then.

But you will get your needs
tended to, Captain.

You have my word on it.

Thank you,
Madam President.
You're welcome.

Hi.

What's your name?
Cami.

Hi, Cami, l'm Laura.

Are you alone?

She was traveling
with her grandparents.

But grandmother's having
some health problems
since the announcement.

Not to worry, though.
We're taking care of her.

My parents are going
to meet me at the spaceport
in Caprica City.

The spaceport. l see.

We're going out for dinner,
and l'm having chicken pie

and then we're going home,
and then Daddy's
going to read to me,

and then l'm going to bed.

Message from
Lieutenant Valerii.

She's found
a fuel refinery ship
filled with Tylium.

Oh, good.

About time we caught a break.
That brings us up to
about 60 ships so far?

Not bad
for a few hours work.

No, sir.

But only about
forty of those ships

have faster-than-light
capabilities.

We should start transferring
people off the sub-lights

onto the FTL's
as soon as possible.

All right.

Colonial One, Raptor 312.

l'm back,
and l brought a friend.

MAN ON RADIO:
Welcome back, Boomer.

We got a lot
of thirsty ships here

eager to make
your friend's acquaintance.

Did you pick up
any other contacts
out there?

Negative.
There's no one left.

(BEEPlNG)

Got a visitor!
We see him.
Can you jam his signaI?

Trying.

lt definitely scanned us
before it jumped.

We have to go. Now.
Cylons'll be here any minute.

Will they track us
through a jump?
No, sir. lt's impossible.

Theoretically impossible.
Theoretically.

There are still
thousands of people
on the sub-light ships.

We can't just leave them.
l agree.

We should use every second
to get as many people off
the sub-lights as we can.

We can wait to jump
until we pick up a Cylon
strike force moving. . .

We're easy targets.
They're gonna jump
in the middle of our ships

with nukes and wipe us out
before we have
the chance to react.

We can't leave them behind.
You'll be sacrificing
thousands of people.

But we'll be saving
tens of thousands.

Sorry to make it
a numbers game,

but we're talking about
the survival of our race.

We don't have the luxury
of taking risks
and hoping for the best

because if we lose,
we lose everything.

And, Madam President,

this is a decision
that needs to be made
right now.

Order the fleet
to jump to Ragnar immediately.

Madam President,
something else
you should be aware of.

l have cancer.

l know.

Little things.
Couple of comments you made.

My prognosis is doubtful.

l wish l could say it was
the least of my worries,

but the world
is coming to an end
and all l can think about

is that l have cancer
and l'm probably going to die.

How selfish is that?

lt's not selfish.
lt's human.

ls there something
you wanted to say to me?

Well, l just thought
you should know.

That little girl
you met earlier, Cami,

her ship
can't make the jump.

Thank you.

(PA BEEPS)

PILOT ON PA:
This is your pilot speaking.

Passengers,
please take your seats

and stand by to jump.
Thank you.

Set ESB trajectory.
MAN ON RADIO: CoIoniaI One,

for God's sake,
you can't just leave us here.
Set.

CycIe cryo-fans.
MAN ON RADIO: CoIoniaI One,
this is Picon 36.

l can't believe you want us
to leave these people behind.

Cycled.

At Ieast teII us
where you're going.
We'll follow at sub-light.

PIease!
No.

lf they're captured,
then the Cylons know, too.

l've got 50 people on board.
CoIoniaI One,
do you copy this?

Spinning up FTL drive now.
Don't Ieave us here.

Show a IittIe humanity.
We don't have any weapons.

All ships prepare
to jump on our mark. Five. . .

CoIoniaI One,
please respond.
. . .four. . .

May the Lords of Kobol protect
those souIs we Ieave behind.

. . .three. . .

l've got dradis contacts.
lnbound targets
heading this way.

. . .two. . .

WOMAN ON RADIO: I see them,
too. Are they CoIoniaIs?
. . .one.

MAN ON RADIO:
Oh, my God, they're CyIons!
Mark.

WOMAN ON RADIO:
l hope you people
rot in heII for this!

(GROANS)

You all right?

l'm fine.
lt's just something
about this place.

What about this place?

Yeah, ever since l got here
something in the air affects
my allergies.

You always keep me
in front of you.
Military training, right?

Never turn your back
on a stranger.
That kind of thing?

Suspicion and distrust.
That's military life, right?

So you're
a gun-dealer-philosopher,
l take it, right?

(LAUGHlNG)

l'm an observer
of human nature.

When you get
right down to it,

humanity is not
a pretty race.

l mean, we're only
one step away

from beating
each other with clubs

like savages fighting
over scraps of meat.

Maybe the Cylons
are God's retribution
for our many sins.

What if God decided
he made a mistake,

and he decided to give souls
to another creature,

like the Cylons?

God didn't create
the Cylons. Man did.

And l'm pretty sure
we didn't include a soul
in the programming.

Let's go.

How about you go first
for a while?

Copy that.

Chief says we're looking
at three hours minimum

before we have
all the warheads
in our magazines.

The book says there's also
50 tons of quandal. . .

MAN ON PA: Action stations!
Action stations!

We have multiple contacts
through the storm
towards the anchorage.

Looks like
more than 50 ships.

Cut us loose
from the station.

Launch the alert fighters.

Set condition one
throughout the ship.

Prepare to launch...
DUALLA: Wait!

Wait. l'm getting
Colonial signals now.

Confirm that.

Don't just accept
friendly lD.

Confirmed, sir.
lncoming ships are friendly.

Action stations stand down.

The lead ship
is requesting permission
to come alongside, sir.

They say. . .

They say they have
the President
of the Colonies aboard.

Grant their request.

We are in the middle
of repairing
and rearming this ship.

We can't afford to lose
a single man off the line
to start caring for refugees.

We have
50,000 people out there.
Some of them are hurt.

Our priority has to be
caring for refugees. . .

My priority is preparing
this ship for combat.

ln case you haven't heard,
there's a war on.

Colonel,

the war is over,
and we lost.

We'll see about that.

Oh, yes, we will.

ln the meantime, however,

as President of the Colonies,
l'm giving you
a direct order. . .

You don't give orders
on this ship!

. . .to provide men
and equipment!

Hold on, Colonel.

At least give us a couple
of disaster pods, huh?

Us?

Sir, we have 50,000 people
out there. 50,000.

Some of them are sick,
some are wounded.

Two disaster pods, Colonel.
You can do that.

Because you're
the old man's son

and because he's gonna
be so damned happy
you're alive.

Okay. Two pods.

But no personnel.

You get them yourselves
and you distribute them
yourselves.

And you are all off this ship
before we jump back.

You report
to the flight deck.

You're senior pilot now,
Captain.

Yes, sir.

Knowing this place is gonna
be a museum, they might have
given us a map.

Oh, l think it's this way.

Yeah?
Yep.

As soon as the other
magazine's loaded,

l want a status report
on Commander Adama's
whereabouts.

Okay.

(BOTH EXCLAlMlNG)

l don't. . .

Dualla. Hi.

We're kind of lost, again.

We need to get to the ClC.
Could you. . .

lt's this way.

BlLLY: lt's this way.

There's someone
l want you to meet.

A new crew member.

And he's gonna
need some quarters.

l think l can manage that.

Hey.

l thought you were dead.

Well, l thought
you were in hack.

lt's good to be wrong.

Well, you should be
used to it by now.

Everyone has a skill.

So, how. . .
How go the repairs?

On track. Another hour
and she'll be ready to launch.

So l guess
you're the new CAG now.

Yeah, that's what
they tell me.
That's good.

That's the last thing l want.

Not a big enough
dipstick for the job.

MAN ON PA: Attention, DCT 1 4,
report to port hanger bay.

Attention, DCT 1 4,
report to port hanger bay.

l'll be in the squadron
ready room.

Hey.

Does your father know
you're still breathing?

(SCOFFS)

l'll let him know.

(GROANlNG)

What is it about this place?

What's it doing to me?

Must be your allergies.

l don't have allergies.

l didn't think so.

What you got
is silica pathways
to the brain,

or whatever it is
you call that thing
you pretend to think with.

lt's decomposing as we speak.

lt's the storm, isn't it?
lt puts out something.

Something you discovered
has an effect
on Cylon technology.

That's it, isn't it?
And this is a refuge.

That's why you put
a fleet out here.

Last ditch effort to hide
from the Cylon attack, right?

Well, it's not enough, Adama.

l mean,
l've been here for hours.

Once they find you,

it won't take them
that long to destroy you.

They'll be in and out before
they even get a headache.

Maybe.

But you. . .

But you won't find out
because you'll be dead
in a few minutes.

How does that make you feel,
if you can feel?

l can feel more than you could
ever conceive, Adama,

but l won't die.

When this body dies,
my consciousness will be
transferred to another one.

And when that happens,

(GROANlNG)

l think l'll tell the others
exactly where you are,

and then l think that
they'll come here
and they'll kill all of you,

and l'll be here
watching it happen.

You know what l think?

l think if you could've
transferred out of here,

you would've done it
long before now.

l think the storm's radiation
really clogged up
your connection.

You're not going anywhere.
You're stuck in that body.

lt doesn't matter.
Sooner or later,

the day comes
when you can't hide
from the things you've done.

(GRUNTlNG)

So let me get this straight.
You're saying that the Cylons

found a way to use
your navigation program
to disable our ships?

Essentially, yes.

l think they're using the CNP

to infect your ships
with some kind
of computer virus

which makes them susceptible
to Cylon commands.

Well, you can see we do have
your CNP navigation program
here on Galactica,

but our computers
aren't networked,

so it's never been loaded
into primary memory
or even test run.

Good. Well, that's good.

You shouldn't have
any problems then.

Still, l should

purge all remaining references
to it that appear
on your memory tapes.

Right. l should probably
retrofit the newer Vipers
as well.

Here's the checklist
for the ClC computer.

Thank you.

Must be hard for you.

What do you mean?

Just having
something you created

twisted and used
like this must be

horrible.

The guilt?

NO. 6: l remember
you telling me once

that guilt was something
small people feel

when they run out of excuses
for their behavior.

lt is. . .hard.

l feel. . .responsible,
in a way,

for what happened.
NO. 6: But you don't.

That's part of the reason
l fell in love with you.

You have a clarity of spirit.

You're not burdened
by conscience
or guilt or regret.

GAETA: l bet.

Just try to remember
it's not really your fault.

l mean,

you didn't mean
for any of this to happen.

lt's not like you knew
what they were gonna do.

lt's not like you knew
you were lying.

Not like you were
breaking the law.

Not like you cheat on women.

Not like the world's
coming apart
and all you can think about

is Gaius Baltar.
No. No, l know

exactly what you're saying.

l know.

Right. Well, just let me know
if you need anything.

You know, l really do hope
you make it out of here alive.

l think we can have
a real future together.

Yeah, that'll be special.

You don't have to
be sarcastic.

Especially when
l'm trying to help you.

How are you trying to help me?
How are you trying to do that?

See anything there
that looks familiar?

No. Should l?

Now you mention it,

l have seen
something like it

somewhere before.
Yes.

ln your briefcase.

You used to carry it
around with you.

You said it was
your electronic organizer.

That would be a lie.

Then it's. . .

lt's a Cylon device.

That would follow.

Did you. . .
No.

Not my job.

Then that means. . .
Say it.

. . .there's another Cylon
aboard this ship.

Everything
okay there, Doc?
Yeah, fine.

l've just finished
erasing the program
from the Defense mainframe.

l'm just going
to check it again.

MAN ON PA: Attention.
Recovering spacecraft aft.

Repeat.
Recovering spacecraft aft.

You're not helping.

l'm sorry. How can l help?

Well, for a start,
you can tell me what that is.

Honestly, l don't know.
Well, it hasn't exploded.

Yet.

l'm just guessing.

l have to warn them.

l do.
How do you propose
to do that?

"Oh, look, a Cylon device."

"Really?

"Well, how do you know
what a Cylon device
looks like, Doctor?"

"Oh, l forgot to mention
l'm familiar
with their technology

"because l've been
having sex with a Cylon
for the last two years now."

l'll come up with something.

l love surprises.

Speaking of sex.

l. . .

l don't think that's such
a good idea right now, really.

Really.
Why not?

No one will know.
lt'll be our little secret.

(MOANS)

Doctor.
Yes?

You asked for a report
on how many civilian ships
had your CNP program.

Right. Thank you.

Are you all right?
You look a little flushed.

l'm fine.
Thank you very much.

Okay.

What are you thinking?

l'm thinking someone else
might need to be implicated
as a Cylon agent.

NO. 6:
He doesn't seem the type,

and l don't remember
seeing him
at any of the Cylon parties.

Funny.

He's a civilian.

He's an outsider.

And he's been aboard
this ship for weeks

with virtually unlimited
access to this very room.

There is
one problem, though.

Morally?

Practically.

So far, aboard this ship,
no one even suspects

the Cylons look like us now.

This just gets
worse and worse.

Now the Cylons
look like us.

Down to our blood.

You realize what this means.
They could be anywhere.

Could be anyone.

l've had time
to think about it.

So what do we do?

l don't know.

How we doing
on the warheads?

Magazine two is secure.
Three and four
within the hour.

Something else,

Lee is alive.

Commander?

(SNlFFLES)

l'm sorry.

l gotta go.

Ship's doctor says
at first glance,

everything in Leoben's body
appears human.

lnternal organs,
lymphatic system, the works.

Well, the tissue sample
yielded unique
chemical compounds

during the cremation
that revealed

the nature of the samples
to be synthetic.

So, he was a Cylon?

Yes, he was.

And now we have a problem.

A big one.

ADAMA: lf the Cylons
look like us,

then any one of us
could be a Cylon.

That's a very frightening
possibility.

We need a way to screen
human from Cylon,

and that's where you come in.

Me?

Rumor has it you're a genius.

Well,

l'll certainly
give it my all,

Commander.

Keep this
to yourself for now.

We don't want to start panic
or people to begin
accusing their neighbors

of being Cylons because
they don't brush their teeth
in the morning.

l'll be very discreet.

You understand
the mission?

Put my head outside the storm,
look around,

listen for wireless traffic,
come home.

No heroics.
This is strictly recon.

Look, listen, return.

You don't have to
worry about me.

My taste for heroics vanished
about the time l engaged
that first Cylon fighter.

Lee,

Zak failed basic flight.

What?

Or at least he should have,
but he didn't

because l passed him.

His technique was sloppy,
and he had no feel for flying,

but l passed him

because he and l. . .

Because l felt something,
and l let it get in the way
of doing my job,

and l couldn't fail him.

Why are you telling me this?
Why? Why now?

lt's the end
of the world, Lee,

l thought l should
confess my sins.

Set!

Halt! No sudden moves.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a minute, guys.

Down on your knees
and cross your ankles now!

(STUTTERlNG) All right.
Just wait a minute.

What? What do you want?

Hands behind your head.

lf he's really a Cylon,
why hasn't the storm radiation
made him sick by now?

Well, l can only theorize
that it takes a while
for the storm's effects

to become readily apparent
on Cylon physiology.

By the time he'd encountered
Leoben, he'd been here
for several hours.

l don't suppose it matters
to you that l am not a Cylon !

Smartest thing you could do
right now would be
to shut your mouth.

Are you sure?

One can never be 1 00% sure.

But the evidence
seems conclusive.

Basically, all l did
was l expanded

on your doctor's analysis
of Leoben's corpse.

l then went around
the ClC discreetly

taking random
hair samples of people
who'd been working there.

l subjected that
to a special form
of spectral analysis

that l've been
experimenting on
for quite some time now.

l then wrote a clinical
computer subroutine

to screen that for synthetic
chemical combinations.

His ones, his samples,
were the only samples

to register as synthetic,
as you can see.

l'll take
your word for it.
Right.

And just like that,

Dr. Baltar invents
the "Amazing Cylon Detector."

Gentlemen, l understand
your concerns.
This is a difficult situation.

But l think you need
to take a step back,
take a deep breath,

and really look at
what you're doing here!

l want everyone aboard
this ship screened.

No exceptions.
No problem.

Whoa! Whoa! Look, l don't
know about anybody else,

but l can tell you
that l'm human.

l'm from Moasis. lt's a couple
stops out of Caprica City.

l grew up on the south side.
l went to the Kobol Colleges
on Geminon !

l studied public relations!

Oh, by the way, l don't know
if this is important,

might be important,
might not be important,

but earlier when
l was on the ClC,
l noticed that Mr. Doral

seemed to be doing. . .

Well, l'm not exactly sure
what it was that he was doing,

but he seemed very interested
in this odd looking device

on the bottom
of the dradis console.

What are you. . . What?
Yep.

We should really make a copy
of your brain pattern
at some point.

What device?
What are you talking about?
He's lying.

He is frakking lying !
Combat, this is Tigh.

lsolate the dradis console
immediately.
Don't listen to him !

Nobody comes near it
until l get up there.

Lords of Kobol.
This isn't happening to me.

MAN:
Colonel, your orders, sir?

lf he moves, kill him.

You mixed the samples up!

l'm human !

lt's not hot, sir.
Very well. Remove it.

l don't see anything
in the maintenance
records, sir.

But l'm pretty sure l first
noticed it about a week ago.

You didn't say anything,
didn't investigate
a new piece of equipment

that just appeared in ClC?

No, sir, l just assumed
that it was part
of the museum.

Sorry, sir.
There's no excuse.
You're not alone, Lieutenant.

Any one of us should have seen
the perfectly obvious
staring us in the face.

Especially the ship's XO.

What should
l do with it, sir?
Take it to Dr. Baltar.

l've given him clearance.
He's become
our resident Cylon expert.

Have him take it to the lab,
figure out whether it's a bug

or whatever the hell it is.

ln the meantime,
l want every inch
of this ship searched

for any other equipment
that just appeared
in the last week.

MAN ON RADIO:
Starbuck, Galactica.

You shouId be
approaching turn eight.

STARBUCK ON RADIO: Copy that.

Starting to Iose
wireIess contact.

Making the final turn now.

Galactica, Starbuck.
I've reached the threshoId.

(STATlC)

Galactica, do you read me?

(STATlC)

Galactica, do you read me?

That can't be right.

As you were.

And medical supplies
are running low again,
Madam President.

Three ships have
reported engine trouble
and want to know

when they'll be receiving
engineering assistance
fromm GaIactica.

lt's a good question.

Hello.
Commander, have a seat.
l'll be with you in a minute.

Keep going, Billy.

The Captain
of the Astral Queen
wants you to know

that he's got nearly
500 convicted criminals

under heavy guard
in his cargo hold.

They were being transported
to a penal station
when the attack happened.

Oh, great.

He wants to know
what to do with them.

What to do with them?

Well, with food
and medical supplies
being what they are,

l think
he's considering just. . .

No, no.

No, we're not
gonna start that.
They're still human beings.

Tell the Captain
l expect daily reports

on the well-being
of his prisoners.

And if there's
any mysterious deaths,

the Astral Queen
may find herself on her own

without the Galactica's
protection.

BlLLY: Yes, Madam President.
Thank you, Billy.

(DOOR OPENlNG)

You planning to stage
a military coup?

What?

Do you plan to
declare martial law?

Take over the government?

Of course not.

Then you do acknowledge
my position as President

as constituted under
the Articles of Colonization.

Miss Roslin,

my primary objective
at the present time,

is to repair the Galactica

and continue to fight.

What we know at this moment
is there are 50,000
civilian refugees out there

who don't stand a chance
without your ship
to protect them.

We're aware
of the tactical situation.

And l'm sure that
you'll all be safe here
on Ragnar after we leave.

After you leave?

Where're you going?

To find the enemy.
We're at war.
That's my mission.

l honestly don't know
why l have to keep
telling you this.

But the war is over.

lt hasn't begun yet.

That's insane.

You would rather
that we run?

Yes, absolutely.

That is the only
sane thing to do here.

Exactly that. Run.

We leave this solar system,
and we don't look back.

And we go where?
l don't know.

Another star system.
Another planet.

Somewhere where
the Cylons won't find us.

You can run if you'd like.

This ship will stand
and it will fight.

l'm gonna be straight
with you here.

The human race
is about to be wiped out.

We have 50,000 people left,
and that's it.

Now, if we are even going
to survive as a species,

then we need to get
the hell out of here,

and we need
to start having babies.

Excuse me.

(DOOR OPENlNG)

STARBUCK ON RADIO:
l didn't get
an accurate count.

It Iooks Iike two Base Stars
with 1 0 fighter squadrons

and two recon
drone detachments
patrolling the area.

Starbuck, were you followed?

Negative. No sign of pursuit.

By the way they were deployed,

l'd say they're waiting for us
to come to them.

Bring her home.

Thank you, Starbuck.
Continue present course.

Return to visual contact
and stand by for instructions.

ADAMA: Captain. . .
Copy that, Galactica.
Starbuck out.

Lieutenant Gaeta,
stay, please.

How the hell
did they find us?

Doesn't really matter.
They've got us.

Why aren't they coming in
after us, sir?
Why should they?

They can just sit out there
and wait us out.

What difference
does it make to them?

They're machines.
We're the ones that need food,
medicine, fuel.

l'm not gonna
play their game.

l'm not gonna go out there
and try to fight them.

Can we plot a jump
from inside the storm?

With all this EM interference
mucking up the FTL fix?

l agree, sir. l don't think
we should attempt a jump

until we've cleared
the storm threshold.

Have to be
quick about it, though.

They'll launch everything
they have, first glimpse
they get.

Stick our nose out
just far enough to get a good
FTL fix, then jump?

Hi.

l'm getting ready to head back
to the transport.

Oh.

What about the civilians?
They're probably safe
for the time being.

You mean leave them here?

The Cylons may not even know
they're here
in the first place.

They're probably
only after us.

That's one hell
of an assumption.

TlGH: Well, we can't very well
cram 50,000 men, women
and children aboard this ship.

l know this is awkward
and all, but what happened
in the passage way was. . .

Yeah. l don't know
why l did that. Sorry.

l'm not suggesting that.
l'm just saying
we can't leave them behind.

They should jump with us.

l don't see how we can manage
that without jeopardizing
our ship.

We pick a jump spot,
far enough outside
the combat zone. . .

What the hell is outside
the combat zone at this point?

They better start
having babies.

ls that an order?
Maybe, before too long.

Okay, we're gonna take
the civilians with us.

We're gonna leave
this solar system,
and we're not gonna come back.

We're running?

This war is over. We lost.

My father's right. lt's time
for us to get out of here.

So where are we going,
Commander?

The Prolmar Sector.

That's way past
the Red Line.

Can you plot that jump?

l've never plotted
a jump that far, sir.

No one has.
Can you plot that jump?

Yes, sir.
Do it. By yourself.

This is a bad
tactical position.

We'll pull the Galactica
out five clicks.

The civilians will come out
behind us, cross the threshold

and make the jump
while we hold off the Cylons.

Once the civilians
have made the jump,

every fighter is to make
an immediate combat landing.

We don't have much time.
l'll tell them.

l want all my pilots
to return. Do you understand?

Yes, sir, l do.

So, can l ask
what changed your mind?
You can ask.

TlGH: So, what do we do
about our prisoner?

What? You can't do this!
You can't just leave me
here to die!

You've got food, water,
all the luxuries of home.

No, l'm begging you.
Don't do this!

l'm not a Cylon !
Maybe, but we can't
take that chance.

l'm not a Cylon !

What kind of people are you?
Don't leave me!

ALARM BLARlNG)
MAN ON PA: Action stations.
Action stations.

Set condition one
throughout the ship.

Repeat. Action stations.
Action stations.

Set condition one
throughout the ship.

Repeat. Action stations.
Action stations.

The fleet is ready
to jump, sir.

Set condition one
throughout the ship.

Lieutenant Gaeta.
GAETA: Yes, sir?

Disperse to all fleet,
final coordinates.

Yes, sir.

Stand by to execute
battle plan.
Sir.

Weapons grid to full power.
Stand by enemy suppression
barrage.

lncoming, 72 Cylon fighters,
closing at 1 -2-0 mark 4-8.

Enemy suppression fire.
All batteries execute.

AII batteries
commence firing.

MAN ON PA: AII decks,
switch emergency power relays.

Perimeter established.

Launch Vipers.
Vipers clear to launch.

Broken formation.
Razzle-dazzle.

Don't let them use
their targeting computers,

and for frak's sake,
stay out of Galactica's
firing solution !

TlGH: Vipers in position.

Signal Vipers,
engage fighters only.

Leave Base Stars
to us. Execute.

GaIactica tom
all civilian ships.
Commence jumping in sequence.

lncoming ordnance!

(RUMBLlNG)

STARBUCK:
Apollo, do you read me?

(WHOOPlNG)

Come on, boys!

Looks like you
broke your ship, Apollo.
l've had worse, but thanks!

ALL CLAMORlNG)

Function check
on the damage control panel.

(RUMBLlNG)

They're targeting
the landing bays.

We've gotta get those fighters
back on board

and retract the pods,
or we won't be able to jump.

Fleet status.

Last civilian ship is away.
Recall all fighters.

Stand by to secure
landing bays.

Galactica to all Vipers,
break off. Come on home.
Repeat. Come on home.

Viper 1026, aboard.
1 1 10 aboard.

FTL?
MAN: Go!

Sublight?
MAN: Go!

The board is green.
Ship reports ready for jump

as soon as
landing bay's secure.

(RUMBLlNG)

Two Vipers still out there,
sir, Starbuck and Apollo.

We can't stand toe-to-toe
with those base ships.

Retract the pods.

(CREW CHATTERlNG)

l can't leave them here.

Patch me through to Starbuck.
DUALLA: Sir.

What do you hear?

Starbuck, Galactica.
What do you hear?

What?
Morning, Starbuck.
What do you hear?

Nothing but the rain.

Grab your gun
and bring the cat in.

Aye, aye, sir! Coming home.

l'm losing power.
l'm not gonna make it,
Starbuck.

lt's over. Just leave!

Damn it! That's an order!
Lee, shut up
and hold still !

(SCREAMlNG)

Oh, no.

You are beyond insane!

Kicking in the burn !

Come on.

We're coming in a little hot,
don't you think?

No. Not really.

Come on.

They're coming in.
Hang on !

They're aboard.
Stand by for jump.

Landing decks secure!

Jump!

(WOMAN SlNGlNG
lN FORElGN LANGUAGE)

With heavy hearts,

we lift up their bodies
to you, O Lords of Kobol,

in the knowledge that you will
take from them their burdens

and give them life eternal.

We also pray that you
look down upon us now

with mercy and with love,

just as you did upon
our forefathers
many years ago.

Just as you led us from Kobol
and found the Twelve Worlds,

so now we hope and pray
that you will lead us
to a new home,

where we may begin life anew.

So say we all.

ALL: So say we all.

So say we all.
ALL: So say we all.

So say we all !
So say we all.

So say we all !
So say we all !

Are they the lucky ones?

That's what you're thinking,
isn't it?

We're a long way from home.

We've jumped way beyond
the Red Line
into uncharted space.

Limited supplies.
Limited fuel. No allies.
And now no hope!

Maybe it would've been better
for us to have died quickly

back on the colonies
with our families, instead of
dying out here slowly

in the emptiness
of dark space.

Where shall we go?

What shall we do?

"Life here began out there."

Those are the first words
of the sacred scrolls.

And they were told to us
by the Lords of Kobol,

many countless centuries ago.

And they made it
perfectly clear that we are
not alone in this universe.

Elosha, there's a 1 3th colony
of humankind, is there not?

Yes. The scrolls tell us
a 1 3th tribe left Kobol
in the Early Days.

They traveled far
and made their home
upon a planet called Earth,

which circled a distant
and unknown star.
lt's not unknown.

l know where it is!

Earth,

the most guarded secret
we have.

The location was only known
by the senior commanders
of the fleet,

and we dared not share it
with the public,

not while there was
a Cylon threat upon us.

For now we have
a refuge to go to,

a refuge that the Cylons
know nothing about!

lt won't be an easy journey.

lt will be long and arduous.

But l promise you one thing.

On the memory of those
lying here before you,

we shall find it.

And Earth will become
our new home.

So say we all !
ALL: So say we all !

So say we all !
So say we all !

So say we all.
PRlEST: So say we all.

Dismissed.

ALL CHEERlNG)

As you were.

Just trying to avoid
another trip to the brig, sir.

Lieutenant Thrace,

Kara.

What you did out there today
with Lee Adama,

it was. . .a hell of a piece
of flying.

The Commander has always said
that you were the best pilot
he has ever seen.

Well, today you proved it.

Now,

about yesterday,
during the game.

Well, maybe l was
out of line, too.

And l just. . .

l wanted to say

l'm sorry.

Well, don't you have
anything to say?

Permission to speak
off the record, sir.
Granted.

You're a bastard.

You just don't know
when to keep
your mouth shut, do you?

l am offering you
a clean slate here.

l'm not interested
in a clean slate with you.
You're dangerous.

You know why?
This'll be good.

Because you're weak.

Because you're a drunk.
Are you done?

Yes, sir.
You're returned
to flight status.

Let's see how long that lasts.

(KNOCKlNG ON DOOR)

(DOOR OPENlNG)

Come in.

Firstly, l suppose
that l should thank you
for deciding to bring us. . .

Listen, you were right,
l was wrong.

Let's just leave it
at that.

All right.

There's no Earth.
You made it all up.

President Adar and l
once talked about the legends
surrounding Earth.

He knew nothing about a secret
location regarding Earth.

And if the President knew
nothing about it, what are
the chances that you do?

You're right.
There's no Earth.

lt's all a legend.

Then why?

Because it's not enough
to just live.

You have to have
something to live for.

Let it be Earth.

They'll never forgive you.

Maybe.

But in the meantime,

l've given all of us
a fighting chance to survive.

And isn't that what you said
was the most important thing,

survival of the human race?

Who else knows?
Not a soul.

All right.

l'll keep your secret.

But l want something
in return.
l'm listening.

lf this civilization is going
to function, it's going
to need a government,

a civilian government run by
the President of the Colonies.

So you'll be in charge
of the fleet but military
decisions stay with me.

Yes.

Then l'll think about it,
Madam President.

MAN: l guess l'm gonna
start reprogramming.

Your escape
is a temporary one at best.
We will find you.

Yeah, you can try.
lt's a big universe.

You haven't addressed
the real problem, of course.

Yes, yes. There may be
Cylon agents

living among us,
waiting to strike
at any moment.

Some may not even know
they're Cylons at all.

They could be sleeper agents
programmed to perfectly
impersonate human beings

until activation.

lf there are Cylons aboard
this ship, we'll find them.

We? You're not
on their side, Gaius.

l am not on anybody's side.

And tomorrow, l'll begin
a formal combat patrol
around the fleet.

Good. Have a good night.

l just. . .
Why don't we

save this
for another time, son?

BlLLY: Dualla.

Ta-da.

Nice to be small.
There you go, Chief.

Nice to be small.

Good night, Commander.

Good night, Captain.

(GUNS FlRlNG)

We have to get out
of this storm.

The radiation
affects our silica relays.

Where did they go?
l don't know.

They were prepared
for a big jump.
We can't let them go.

Unfortunately, l agree.

lf we do, they'll return
one day and seek revenge.

lt's in their nature.
MAN: We have no choice.

lt may take several decades
to track them down.

Don't worry. We'll find them.

By your command.