All language subtitles for Battlestar Galactica 1978 S01E10 The Magnificent Warriors

What do you want in return
for the energiser?

I want you.

What did you promise her
in return for that energiser?

- Two agro ships are destroyed.
- The third?

She suffered heavy damage.
Lost her airlock.

Father.
The Borays are coming.

You are in as much danger as we are.

'There are those who believe

'that life here

'began out there,

'far across the universe,

'with tribes of humans

'who may have been
the forefathers of the Egyptians

'or the Toltecs or the Mayans.

'Some believe that there may yet be
brothers of man

'who even now fight to survive

'somewhere beyond the heavens.'

Prepare to attack Colonial warriors.

- How many got by our intercept?
- 'I counted six.'

Hopefully the Galactica will get them
before they do much damage.

'This is Blue Leader,
come in Galactica.'

This is Galactica, Blue Leader.

Put on your bracers and hang on.
A few of them got through.

- Order red alert.
- Yes, sir.

Notify all ships in the fleet
to expect imminent attack

from unknown number of Cylons.

Greenbean, form on me.

There's a pair after the agro ships
on the perimeter.

You would worry about that.
Hit those, you'll have nothing to eat.

'That isn't funny, Greenbean. Hurry.'

Commander, Cylons withdrawing.

- All but two destroyed.
- All right.

- Cancel red alert.
- Yes, sir.

- Damage report.
- You aren't going to like it.

- Two agro ships are destroyed.
- The third?

She suffered heavy damage.
Lost her airlock.

That's repairable.

It's just like you see.

When we lost our airlock, we lost our crop.

We won't be able to force-grow
enough to feed our planters,

let alone anyone else in the fleet.

OK, we've fixed the airlock.

Do you need more planters, more nutrients?

Whatever you need, you've got it.

- We need new seed.
- New seed?

New seed.

Yes, I know, Colonel,
but it's not a complete disaster.

That small planet
our advance patrol discovered

- in that quadrant nearby...
- Yes?

It appears there's a small
human agricultural settlement there.

- That's too good to be true.
- I've asked Apollo to get an energiser

from one of the older ships.

- I don't think I follow.
- The point is,

there isn't an outpost in the star system

that doesn't need more power
to sustain life.

I figure we get an old energiser
to trade for new seeds.

That's easy. We have energisers all
over this battlestar. They run everything.

But they have Colonial markings.

What we need is an old energiser
with no markings.

No one will know who we are
and no one can sell us out to the Cylons.

Enter.

Apollo. Did you find an energiser
that might fit the bill?

- Er, yes.
- Good.

- It was made on Orion.
- Excellent!

Perfect. No one would know it's Colonial.

- Er...
- What's the matter?

The woman who owns it
doesn't want to give it up.

- The woman?
- Siress Belloby.

Well, we'll just have to appropriate
Siress Belloby's energiser

- and get it to the planet.
- She's not willing to give it up.

Captain, to save every man,
woman and child from starvation,

- we'll have to talk to her.
- That's exactly what she said.

Only she wants
Commander Adama to talk to her.

What's the problem?
Just order her to give it up.

You don't understand, Tigh.

No one orders Siress Belloby to do anything.

'Shuttle requesting permission
to dock with Gemini freighter.'

- This won't work.
- This isn't something you can avoid.

- Apollo, you go and you charm her.
- Oh, no.

Come in, Adama.

All right.

Let's go in.

After you.

To think I would have the honour
of having the great Commander Adama

visit me in my humble little dwellings.

The pleasure is mine, Belloby.

Then please, sit down.

- Thank you.
- It's been a long, long time.

Flowers? For me?

Oh, I thought this was a business call.

A man can always take the time
to recognise the...beauties of life.

Oh, you must need that energiser so badly.

Sit.

All right, then, let's negotiate.

What do you want in return
for the energiser?

Oh, Adama...

After all these years,
I think that should be obvious.

I want you.

There's no reason for you to go.

I have been cooped up
on this ship for 16 quatrons.

I'm going on this mission
and we are now in range.

You're desperately needed here.

Apollo, if we don't have seeds,
we don't have food.

If we don't have food, we will all perish.

So please stop making objections
and get the launch ready

with provisions for five.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

Wait a minute.

You, me, Starbuck, Boomer...

that makes four of us.

Siress Belloby will be going with us.

Siress Belloby on a mission?

Uh, Father...

what did you have to promise her
in return for that energiser?

I made a promise to court her.

I did not specify when or where

and I certainly will not embarrass you.

So let's stop this talking,
get on with it, get it over with,

because we must have those seeds!

The planet Sectar.

Stand by to launch mission.

You're leaving me alone again?

Er, Boxey,

I'm a warrior.

Sometimes I must go on missions
to places unsafe for a little boy.

Aren't you just going for fresh seeds?

Yeah, but there's...

You know something? You're right.

It's not dangerous.
If Siress Belloby can go, why not you?

- Right?
- And Muffy?

Of course, Muffy.

Yeah! Yeah!

Standing by to launch.

All functions transferred to shuttle.

Launch.

An adventure to a distant star.

Oh, isn't it downright romantic?

'As important
as our quest for seed,

'the planet our scouts located

'supports a small band
of human inhabitants...

'perhaps the remnants of pioneers

'who set out yahrens ago
from our own Colonies.

'Even more hopefully, they might be
descendants of the 13th tribe,

'those elusive brothers of man
who might lead us to the planet Earth.'

Oh, God! The moon is up!

The lights.

Farnes, I hate to tell you but...it's time.

As if I didn't know.

You can feel the whole herd coming at us.

A lot of good this'll do.
Wouldn't stop a hedge-hopper.

They're herd creatures. Your mere
presence'll stop them from pillaging.

It's their way. All you have to do
is stand out there.

- Make a show of force.
- Is that what the last constable did?

The one before him? The one before him?

If there's one thing this town despises
more than the Borays, it's cowardice.

Once a man accepts that badge...

I know, I know. He's got it for life.

However long that is.

Well, let's get this over with.

They got him.

Did they get him?
They got him.

Oh, no.

Poor Constable Farnes.

- He was one of the best we ever had.
- Yeah.

I don't suppose there are...

any volunteers to take Farnes' place?

Don't do it. No, no.

You may as well save your breath.

Nobody in his right mind
is gonna accept that badge.

I'm afraid you're right, Dipper.

We'll just have to hope and pray that
another drifter passes through Serenity

before the next high moon.

I sure wish I could go with you, Boomer.
I could use a little diversion.

I hear you guys spotted
some lady types on the settlement...

There were a few...

Muffy wanted to know if they had
any other daggits around.

We're going to make that a priority probe

as soon as Apollo and I
get to the settlement.

The energiser seems well secured.

Let the younger men
worry about the energiser.

This is a time for intoxicating scenery,
unfiltered air

and letting our emotions soar and...

- Ahem. I hate to interrupt...
- No, no, that's all right.

Boomer and I are ready to go.

No, I want you to stay here.

You've spent little enough time
with Boxey and me.

Let them get on with their mission.

I guess you heard him!
Get in the sled and get going.

I was hoping we might have had
a chance to be alone.

Well, we must be very careful

not to lose our way
of getting off this planet.

If anything happened to our ship,
that would be the end of everything.

You mean we'd have to...

You mean we'd have to spend the rest
of our lives on this quaint little planet?

- Oh! Just the two of us?
- Ah, well...

Back before you know it.

- See that you are.
- Good luck!

Well, at least we have this time alone.

Belloby, please, not in front of the children.

Looks like the only place
that's open, Boomer.

It doesn't sound like the sort of place
one goes to trade an energiser for seed.

Well, we gotta start
asking questions someplace.

Looks like another full moon tonight, Dipper.

Don't look at me.

Unless we find
a down-on-his-luck prospector

or some poor unwitting strangers,
we are just out of luck.

Boomer, we're in luck.
This is my kind of town.

Well, well...

What have we here?

Er, excuse me.
They told us you're the man to see.

That depends.

- My name's Bogan.
- Starbuck. This is my friend Boomer.

We're looking for someone to talk to
about an agron purchase.

- You boys farmers?
- Er, yep.

Er, my father and I run a forced nitron field
in the next quadrant and...

we've suffered some reversals.

- That right?
- Blight.

And we need some fresh seed grain.

And we couldn't help noticing
your bins are brimming full.

We were hoping
for the possibility of a trade-off.

That's an interesting idea.

A couple of strong young fellas like you
would fit in with our needs.

No, we weren't talking about us.

We're talking about an energiser.

- How much power?
- 5,000 kilons.

- 5,000 kilons...
- I don't think that'd fit into our plans.

But practically every outpost in this star
system is always crying for more power.

Really? That gives you a lot of places
to make deals in, huh?

Well, that's it?
We can't even talk about it, sir?

Why not take a look at her?
She's got a clean, steady current.

I'm sorry, fellas. I'd like to help you.

If you want to discuss staying on,
doing a job in exchange for seed...

I'm sorry, we haven't got time.
Our crops are in trouble!

Maybe some other time, then.

Right.

Thanks anyway.

You know we could use that power.

We need those two boys even more.

- Now we don't have either one.
- Wrong. Now we have both.

What will we tell Adama?

What will we tell the people at the fleet

when they hear
we couldn't get seed for food?

Hey, what the...

Frack!

Larcenous, golmonging thieves!

- What is this?
- Lousy golmonging thieves!

Frack!

What the...

Lousy golmonging thieves!

You dirty, rotten crasoneys!
Come back here and fight!

Will you cut the felgercarb
and give me a hand?

Of all the stupid...

No point talking about it.
We got a long walk ahead.

- It's not that far back to town.
- Town?

We've gotta go tell the Commander.

Do that. I'm going to look for the energiser.

I have a pretty good idea who sent them.

- Bogan.
- Uh-huh.

Bogan. Why buy the energiser
when you can steal it?

- You got it!
- Take care.

Well, Dipper, nice work.

Here's 25 quantums for you
and for each of your friends.

Thank you, Sire. I want you to know
that we were very, very careful

not to leave any tracks
to lead them back here.

- Good.
- Excuse me.

Well, stranger.

- Welcome back.
- That's real hospitable talk, Bogan,

but somebody here isn't so neighbourly.

You haven't noticed anybody come in
in the last couple of microns?

People come and go around here.
What's your trouble?

- Robbers.
- Not in Serenity.

Close enough to make it a sure bet
it was one of your nice local folk.

That's a serious accusation, young man.

I'll back it up, in time.

You'll have to excuse me.
I have a game waiting.

Where's your local law enforcement?

The town constable has...moved on.

- Who's taking his place?
- The job hasn't been filled yet.

I can tell from your expression
what you're thinking.

I'd be careful about taking the law
in my own hands without suitable authority.

The people...

The people around here stick together

and they don't like people
who don't have a stake in our problems.

If you were willing to stay on for just a while,

work, fit in...

I have crops to get back to, people to feed!

But you said that your crops were blighted

and that you needed seed.

Have you got the money to pay for the seed?

I have some currency I got a yahren ago
when we sold our last crop.

Ah. Well...

Orion checks,

Colonial cubits...

You got a bit of everything.

Ah... Yeah, well...

Seed goes for 12 quantums a lexon.

- How much you need?
- At least a thousand lexons.

And 12 quantums is kinda high.

Well, it is a long way
to the next agron outpost.

Maybe I can get this currency to grow a little.

After all, this is a chancery.

- Shouldn't they be back by now?
- I should've gone. I scouted the mission.

- It was important that you stay.
- To protect the camp?

- Yes.
- Against what?

- Robbers.
- Oh, Boomer!

Thank the Lords of Kobol you're all right.

- Where's Starbuck?
- He's fine.

- Where's the seed?
- No seed.

- No seed?
- Where's the powersled?

- It's gone.
- Gone?

- What about the energiser?
- We lost that, too.

You lost my energiser?

- We were jumped.
- By whom?

It happened so fast.
We think it was a bunch from town.

Of all the...

Look, lady, I'd like to see you do
any better unarmed with a net over you.

Boomer, I'm sure you both did
whatever you could

but now we must get to Starbuck.

There's no telling what he's up against.

Jolly, you stay here, guard the shuttle...

take care of Boxey
and let's take our lasers with us.

A three-level pyramid. Cry your hearts out.

I ain't never seen a three-level pyramid.

- That does it for me.
- Now...

I find it very odd
that one person can be so lucky.

Another odd thing is how you each had
the same amount of currency to lose.

You all work together someplace?

All farmer workmen here
earn uniform compensation.

25 quantums.
That's good pay for farm work.

I told you you might like
some employment here.

Oh. Looks to me like you're still
a little short of buying that seed.

Bogan, maybe you'd care
to play with me head to head,

as you seem to be the man to beat?

All right, Starbuck.
Sounds like a good challenge.

There it is, Bogan.

Put up or give up.

I seem to be a little shy here. I...

Tell you what, I'll challenge.

If you agree to accept this as payment.

- What's this?
- A shield made of solid gold.

It belonged to a fella who's gone now.

What's this writing here say? I...

Yes, the ancient tongue of the people
who first colonised this planet.

They've moved on across the star system.

It feels right. Excuse me.

A fella can't be too careful
away from home.

I wondered how he would get him
to accept that badge.

You mean, he's gonna let him win it?

It doesn't matter how
it comes into your possession.

Once you accept it,
you accept all that goes with it.

This is what you get
when you send boys to do men's work.

Belloby, please keep your voice down.

Those boys know exactly what they're doing.

If you kiss me,
I'll tell you where the powersled is.

- What?
- Well...

do you want our people to starve?

Belloby...

if this is some kind of a joke, it's a bad one.

You're right, Adama.

Think of it as a small celebration
for finding the energiser.

I'm sorry I had to force you to do it.
But you know something?

It was worth it.

Oh, Belloby...

Bargaining isn't...begging.

I'm very glad we had this time, too.

But that time is running out.
Where is the energiser?

- You're practically standing on it.
- Hm?

I found the streaks from the powersled

and they led right up
to that old shed over there.

Belloby!

Well, I...

- I guess this is all mine.
- Yes.

- Congratulations, Constable.
- The name's Starbuck.

Congratulations, Constable Starbuck.

I don't think I...

Who's in charge here, please?

Sire Bogan.

- Sire Bogan?
- That's right.

I'm Squire Adama, Lord of Bellarium.

Who's in charge of law and order?

Ah, well. There he is.

You're looking at him. There's your man.

Constable Starbuck.

How do you get into these fixes?

I was trying to find the guys that robbed us.

And you expected to find them
at a card game. Where else?

My number one suspect
was in a card game.

I thought I could catch him
with his guard down.

And what did you get out of it?

A badge you can't afford to wear,
a loss of time

and the loss
of perhaps innumerable people.

Ah. I see you've moved in. Excellent.

There's little time. The moon is almost full.

Sire Bogan.

You appear to be a reasonable man.

- I like to think so.
- Good.

Because we can ill afford
to lose even one valuable man.

- A mere boy.
- I can sympathise with that.

- We have the same problem.
- Then you'll let him resign.

Can't do that. It's against the law.
No, Constable is a lifetime appointment.

That's absurd!

I mean, you don't even know this boy!

And he was never appointed!

He accepted the badge of office.
As for knowing him...

you seem like nice people, you want
him back so bad, he's got to be all right.

If Constable is a lifetime commitment,
how is it you're without one?

- Didn't you say the last one left town?
- I said he departed.

I didn't say to where.
Fact is, he died in office.

After a lifetime of service to his people.

An eminently respectable position.

Half the people in town would cherish it.

- Half the people in town have had it.
- That's impossible.

You're contradicting yourself.

If you can't resign
and half the people have held the office...

- Not the half that's still alive.
- Beg your pardon?

All right, look. You might as well know.

We are an endangered species here.

Ever since the Borays saw it was easier
to steal food than grow their own,

we've been losing our lives.

Why don't you get rid
of the odorous vermin?

That's easier said than done.
We're not well armed here.

If the Borays weren't herd creatures,

who follow their leader Nogow
no matter what, we'd all be dead.

They follow their leader no matter what?

We leave our food bins unprotected,

they head for them
and they rob us, unmolested.

If any of them get the idea
of riding into town for a drink

or, shall we say, companionship,

our constable stands
at the head of the street

and he heads them off
with a few carefully placed shots.

So when the leader turns away,
the others follow him.

Then one or two Borays ride past him

and they grab a couple of our females but...

mostly we just lose a little grain.

And, of course, the constable.

I...I don't feel so well.

Don't you worry now.

Don't you worry. We won't allow you
to jeopardise your life for them.

They know perfectly well that they...
they tricked you into this job.

My dear sir,

I am afraid you don't understand
the situation.

You are in as much danger as we are
as long as you're here.

And there isn't much time.

- What do you mean by that?
- You know the Borays.

When the moon is full, it's time to eat.

Father, come with me.

You, too, Constable,
since you're the law in this town.

Look, Belloby. Get back in the jail.
Find a cell and hide in some dark corner.

I will not cower on the floor
like some infant daggit.

Do as you're told. It's an order!

We'll make our stand at the edge of town.

Here they come.

Holy frack, they could shake us to death.

Fire in front of them.

Now!

- They're still coming!
- Now what?

Take cover!

I'm not gonna stand here
and let Adama handle them all alone.

OK.

Aaaah!

Sire Bogan!

Sire Bogan!

Sire Bogan!

- They've captured our woman.
- Oh, Lord, no.

They got Belloby?

You're not ordinary farmers.

There's only one legendary brigade
in the whole universe

that could've matched
the courage I just witnessed.

I'm honoured to be in the presence
of warriors from the great Colonies.

Look, I have to apologise
for deceiving you into saving our town

but we're desperate people here.

Anyway...

you're not like us.

You know what you have to do

and I salute you for it.

Any communication from the surface yet?

No, sir. No word as yet.

The Commander should
have gotten that seed by now.

The path that we've indicated to you

is the only one we know
leading into the Boray Canyon.

Unfortunately, we can't describe
to you how to find their camp.

That's right. No one's ever
made it back to tell us.

- You may need these.
- We won't have any trouble.

Come here, Muffy. Come here.

Sorry to have to borrow you
but we need your tracking sensors.

Our prayers go with you.

And to the woman you love.

Much obliged.

They've seen their last days.

They'll never be back.

Hope they make it, Dipper.

They're brave men.

Bogan says the Borays do
a lot of carrying on and chanting

after a raiding party.

That'll be a help.

Muffy, find Belloby. Find Belloby.

We're being watched.

Yes, I know.
We have been for some time now.

Get the torches.

Nogow, their leader, seems to be the key.

If we get him to listen to us,
the rest might follow him.

Yes, he's the one, all right.

If he weren't so lazy, the Borays
wouldn't be stealing their food.

Commander.

They let us come this far.
Maybe they want to avoid a confrontation.

Father.

It looks like it's all over
but I'm not going down without a fight.

You remain here.

- Father...
- It's all right.

Talk?

Adama? Oh, thank God! What courage.

What love you must have
to come and deliver me.

Belloby...

Look...

You love your people.

I love my people.

What's going on in there?

No one's a better diplomat than your father.

If anyone can make them understand, it's...

That is the most obstinate,

self-centred, opportunistic,

selfish, lazy creature I've ever met in my life.

He's interested in one thing only -
his own personal comforts.

You can't bargain with such a creature.

- Commander?
- What?

Did you say lazy, self-serving,
interested in his own pleasure?

- Exactly.
- Could I speak to you, please?

- In private.
- All right, make it quick.

We've got nothing to lose.

No, we don't have anything to lose.

Starbuck, where...

- Father, what was that all about?
- He's got a plan.

It's a long shot
but it's the best plan we have.

- Commander?
- They're working up to a charge.

Apollo, fire a warning round.

Belloby...

Let's get away while the getting is good.

Well, this'll...

this'll entitle you to all the fresh
planting seed that your ship will hold.

We'll help you load so you can be off.

Our people will be very grateful.
We have many to feed.

I'll speak to the town committee
about altering the charter.

That is, pertaining to the job
of constable being a lifetime job.

- Thank you.
- We'll just keep on hiding and dying.

Perhaps not. Is Starbuck back yet?

Yo!

Bogan. Commander.

Good news. There will be
no further raids on your food.

The Borays will go back to raising their own
just like they used to.

Your young man has had
too much celebration.

No, I...

I've worked out a nice arrangement
with my buddy Nogow.

My dear young, young man,

it's Nogow who's the heart of our problem.

He's the good-for-nothing leader
that's turned them into scavengers.

That's right. That's him.

You see, what I proposed
is a little trade-out.

You make sure he gets
all the grain and libation he needs,

without ever having
to lift a finger or mount a steed,

and in return he's willing to...take over.

Take over? What?

The town, of course!

No...

My job.

Nogow.

No, nothing to worry about.

I'd like you all to meet
Serenity's new constable,

Constable Nogow.

Somebody buy him a drink.
He doesn't like to be kept waiting.

Right this way, Constable Nogow.

I knew someday your poor character
would come in handy.

If only I were a few yahrens younger.

And you!

If it were up to that diplomatic bilge
you tried, I'd still be in his clutches,

which might not have been a bad idea.

Listen, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid
we've grown in different directions.

You're too refined and dignified.

I need somebody at my stage of life...

I need a real animal.

Come on, boys, I'm buying.

Thank the Lord. I just couldn't
see myself calling her Mother.

'Fleeing from the Cylon tyranny,

'the last battlestar, Galactica,

'leads a ragtag fugitive fleet

'on a lonely quest...

'a shining planet

'known as Earth.'

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