All language subtitles for Battlestar Galactica 1980 S01E10 The Return of Starbuck-eng

Boomer, I'm hit

I had a dream
about a great warrior.

His name was Starbuck.

Okay, I've had it with you
three. You're all on report.

I'm sick and tired
of this silent treatment.

I do hereby give you life.

Now, Cy, don't get crazy.

Not friends

The great ship,
Galactica.

Our home for these many years

we've endured the wilderness
of space

And now we near
the end of our journey

We have at last found Earth

Adama,

I had a dream.

You wish to
tell me about it?

Do you believe dreams
are significant?

Yes, I do.
Not all of them, but some.

In my dream, I was not born
aboard the Galactica,

nor any of the other
ships in the fleet.

Is that true?

Yes. That is true.

Then who am I?
Where do I come from?

Tell me
about your dream.

It was not a dream
about me.

It was a dream
about a great warrior.

His name was Starbuck.

Please tell me your dream.

There was a great battle.

They're on our tail

Then let's show them our nose

They're running

Not for long

Starbuck, look out!

You've got one flying
right up your tailpipe!

Yeah, no kidding

Oh, frak Boomer, I'm hit

How bad?

Bad, two of my three
thrusters are gone

This guy's on me
like wet on rain

All right, let's see if I can
give him a little surprise

Come on, sweetheart, one last
reverse on your old turbo

Goodbye Thought I was
going to give up and die, huh?

Now, let's see how you like a
little taste of your own medicine

That was an unexpected move
He is a very good warrior

That is a small consolation
We are going to crash

Nice shooting, Starbuck Can
you limp back to the fleet?

Negative, Boomer

I'll stay with you
as long as I can, buddy

The fleet can't afford
to lose two pilots, two ships

But you're fine

All I have to do is keep
track of you, send back help

Yeah, after you warn the
fleet to get out of here

Hey, are you gonna

You gonna drift
or try to find land?

I better try to find some kind
of hospitable atmosphere somewhere

Starbuck

Yeah

Take care of yourself

Hey, you know me, pal I
always look out for number one

Give Cassiopeia my love,
and Athena and

Well, tell them
not to sit around waiting

I might like it
where I'm going

I got to go now, Boomer My
support vapors are running low

Look, I'll be seeing you

My friend,
my dear, dear friend,

believe me, if I could change
places with you, I would

But, sir, we can't just
leave him out there!

Boomer, don't you think
I wanna go back for him?

Do you think I wanna leave
someone I love like a son,

knowing we'll never
see him again?

Take a look out there. We'll be
lucky if we can save our fleet.

You mean
we can never go back?

That is correct.

There is no going back.

Our enemy pushes
us on and on and on.

And until we are
strong enough,

or can find Earth
and get help,

we can never stop
or turn away or look back.

Thank you, sir.

I appreciate your honesty.

First enemy wave
has been taken back.

They are running with
our fighters in pursuit.

Order all fighters to regroup
and let them run.

Fleet is to proceed
ahead at flank speed.

Goodbye, Starbuck.

I love you.

We all love you.

Tractor gear down

Maximum airfoil deflection

Force field in effect to hold
me against my favorite seat

Oh, what a headache.

Headache.

That's wonderful.

Oh, pain, I love you.

At least I'm not dead

yet.

There was nothing
left but my escape pod,

which fired automatically
moments before my ship impacted

That had saved my life
But to what end?

I set my automatic beacon to
transmit a continuous signal

to those rescuers
I knew would never come

Now it was time to set out
and explore the planet

Who knows,
I might discover an oasis,

a citadel of civilization,

thousands of primitive people who would
worship me as some kind of winged God

who'd dropped in on them
out of the heavens

Yes, sir,
no question about it

This could be the best thing
that ever happened to me

I decided to call
my new home Starbuck

The planet Starbuck
Why not? I discovered it

It was mine All mine

Starbuck the planet had not
turned out to be any better off

than Starbuck
the ill-fortuned warrior

I had only enough food rations
to last a few days,

no shelter and I was alone

All alone

I wasn't alone

It was metallic,
honed, shaped,

placed there
by a living being

My heart stopped, rose up into
my throat and nearly gagged me

What had I done?

What had so angered the Gods
that they would do this to me?

It was Cylon

It would be hard to imagine a Colonial
warrior depending on the Cylons for survival,

but here I was

The temperature was dropping rapidly
as the planet orbited away from the suns

The astral winds were
increasing the bite of the cold

I had been pretty close to
death many times in my life,

but never closer than now

The planet Starbuck
was a nice place to visit

But tourism and overpopulation
would never become a problem

At least I was still alive

Or was I?

Perhaps this is the end
man fears so much from birth,

the ultimate repayment
for all of one's selfish acts

A banishment to a place where there is
no warmth, no love, no companionship,

only solitude and cold

I closed my eyes to sleep,

wondering if I would
ever wake up

Awakening aboard the Galactica
was usually a jarring experience

The blare of a Klaxon,

the shouts of angry pilots

all being rudely mustered
to meet the enemy

These cold-blooded,
metallic instruments of death

would not cease their warring ways
until every human was destroyed

Morning, fellas.

Thought I'd swing by and
give you orders of the day.

We'll muster out in a few centons
and begin policing the area.

I want the area whitewashed,
boundaries manicured and...

Oh, yes,
uniform of the day will be...

Oh, let's make it
polished metallic.

We'll dine at dusk.
Dress silvers,

and I'll expect some
form of entertainment.

Don't ever do that again.

You speak only when spoken to.

You say "sir"
and you speak to me directly.

No pairing off and no talking
amongst yourselves.

Have I made myself clear?

Good.

Now, are there any questions?

Very well.

I'll be leaving
for headquarters now.

You may continue
with your duties.

They were
definitely a loose group

It'd take some time
to whip them into shape

It was on the third day
of Starbuck's great journey

that he reached
his momentous decision

Starbuck, you're a genius.

No wonder they named
this planet after you.

A wizard before his time.

Possibly driven by loneliness

or more ironically, some
deep instinct for survival,

Starbuck poured over
his dreaded enemy,

breathing life back
into the shattered form

that had been created
for one purpose,

the extinction of man

In his weakened state,
it was possible that Starbuck

did not even foresee the
ominous implications of his work

For if he succeeded in bringing
life back to hulking Cylon form,

what would be the massive
Centurion's first act?

He was born for no other
purpose but to destroy humans

His first act, therefore, would
quite probably be to kill Starbuck

As Lieutenant First Class
of the Colonial Fleet,

I do hereby give you life.

It's hooked up out there,
it's hooked up here.

All hooked up here.

Energizer on the ship
seems to have a good charge.

All that work.

It's downright discouraging.

You're alive.

Well, this is a grand day.

Only been in charge
of this planet for three days

and already I've doubled
the population.

I do hereby declare me
President Elect.

If that's all right with you?

Die, human

Don't be ridiculous.

Think I'd save you
and then let you shoot me?

Besides, it doesn't work. See.

Here, try it.

You really did.

How would you like
to end up like those two?

Huh?

Human, evil

Now, let's not get hostile.

See?

I can turn you off or on.

But I don't intend
to keep doing that,

not if you're willing
to listen to reason.

Is any of this making sense?

Turn off and turn on

Okay, here's how it works.

Now, you need a good charge,
so I can get rid of these wires.

But until I figure out
how to do that,

you're drawing power
from your ship out there.

Yeah.

Not exactly a textbook
landing but...

No offense, but were you at the
controls during that touchdown?

Cylons work as a team
We are equals

Yeah, well,
that's a very nice policy.

Except when things
start going wrong.

So, what happened
during the landing?

The situation
did not compute

So you didn't
know what to do.

And what happened next?
Someone whip out the manual?

Yes, the manual
did not help

What did you do when it came time
for a little personal initiative?

We were taking a vote when
the ground came up and hit us

Yeah, well... Now,
around here, I'm in charge.

That is impossible

I am Cylon You are a
human being We are enemies

Why?

There are only the two of us
on this entire planet.

There is no reason
for us to be enemies.

Hey, now, by working together,
we might survive.

Probably not, but we might.

It is out of the question

We are enemies
I must destroy you

That's your last word?
You refuse to be friends?

We are enemies

Okay, I'm gonna
have to shut you off.

You're sure?

We are enemies

Okay, your final word?

Enemies

Oh, this is a shame. I really worked
so hard putting you together, I...

Here goes.

Wait

You say something?

Why did you put me
back together?

Well, because after being
alone here for three days,

I decided I needed a friend.

We are enemies

Well, no,
we're cultural dissidents.

That means our cultures do not get
along, but that's in their world.

Here, things are different.

If I were dead,
you would be all alone.

I not need anyone else
I am self-sufficient

Oh, that's too bad.

You have no sense of values beyond
your own survival? Is that right?

I exist that the Cylon empire
may grow and organize the universe

Well, what you gonna do
with it when it's organized?

Hello,
I didn't hear an answer.

What are you going to do with the
universe once you have it organized?

I don't recall anyone
ever asking that question

Yeah, well, I'm asking it.

Don't you have any feelings
about your empire?

Do you care
what happens to it?

I was created
to serve our empire

Ah!

Now we're getting someplace.

So, you...

You are grateful to the empire for
creating you so that you might serve.

Yes

Well, then,
how do you feel about me?

I recreated you
after you were destroyed.

You repaired me
You did not create me

I am a Cylon

So you have no feelings of
loyalty to me for saving you?

I would have to think
about that

Take your time.
That's all we have.

Although we could
even run out of that.

Why do you say that?

You cannot exist without energy
to drive your circuits and pumps,

and I can't exist
without food.

Food?

They sure sent you guys out
with a minimum of information.

Aren't you even interested
in what a human is?

Don't you care what it is you've been
trying to destroy for a thousand years?

You are our enemy

Yes, so you keep telling me.
But why are we the enemy?

Because you are

Oh, Cy.
You mind if I call you Cy?

Cy, you have the mentality
of a two-year-old.

A two-year-old what?

Hopeless,
absolutely hopeless.

Okay, we're going
to start from scratch.

You're going to school,
and I'm gonna teach you.

And when I'm through, you're
going to know all about humans.

And maybe I'll know
something about Cylons.

I'd like that very much

Starbuck.
Just call me, Starbuck.

Just like this
planet you're on.

Yeah, this planet
is called Starbuck.

What an interesting
coincidence

Yes. Isn't it?

Oh, I've got a lot of
interesting things to teach you.

By the way, have you ever played
a card game called Pyramid?

What is a card game?

Lovely. You have all the
makings of a perfect companion.

Eternal perfection and order
is the goal of the Cylon Empire

What about love?

How can you have an empire
completely void of love?

Not to mention
the two different sexes.

Genders?

Right. Male, female.
Boy, girl. Man, woman.

Woman

Right. Have a seat, Cy.

We studied woman

They are weaker than man,
less durable

Well, in some cases they can't pull
the same load over the short haul

but they live longer.

Is that their greatest asset?

Cy, do you mind
if we change the subject?

Now, let me teach you that
game I was telling you about.

Did I irritate you?
You seem irritated

No, I just don't want
to talk about women anymore.

You sure you've never played
this game? Pyramid?

Good. Cut.

Cut?

No, Cy.
Here, let me show you.

All right, Cy.
Let's see what you got.

You now owe me 42,000 pebbles,
three rocks, and one cubit.

Why did you win?

I had four pyramids
You only had three

You said that four pyramids was
a superior hand to three pyramids

Now, wait a second.
Who's teaching who?

The correct use of your language
is, "Who is teaching whom?"

And you keep changing
the rules of the game

Are you accusing
me of cheating?

You are bored with me

What?

You find my skill level
unchallenging

Therefore, you manipulate the
rules to keep yourself interested

I am disappointed

I don't believe this. How do
you hurt a Cylon's feelings?

Look, I don't

know if this means anything to a Cylon
or not, but I'm sorry, you're right.

Two weeks on this planet
have begun to get to me.

My companionship
is not adequate

You require a woman?

Oh, well,
that's a pointless discussion.

I will get you one

Hey, come back here,
what you...

Hey, it's dark out there and it's
freezing. Cy, where you going?

Cy, you'll fall off a cliff.

Lord's sake.

It was nasty footing

Treacherous drops of thousands
of metrics in all directions

It was more than that
It was hopeless

What would I have said,
even a few days ago,

if someone had told me I could
feel anything for a Cylon,

let alone pain and sorrow

After all, he was my enemy

Wasn't he?

I awakened early

But didn't have the stomach to face
the hopelessness of the day ahead

Sleep was safer

There was less chance
of disappointment

Starbuck, I have
brought you a surprise

Cy, what... What in the...

Woman

Dreams were the lone
enemy I couldn't control

There had been visions of food, the
fleet, my boyhood home on Caprica,

and most haunting of all, the
face of a girl I'd never met

She's alive.

I presumed you'd
prefer her that way

Cy, this isn't funny.

This is a living,
breathing human being.

Yes, I feel I have already
compromised everything I believe in

What's helping one more human
going to matter more or less?

Cy, this is more
than a woman.

I'm sorry if you
are displeased

There wasn't much
of a selection

Cy, this woman is with child.

Child?

Small human.

She's going to bear
another human life.

I am rapidly
being surrounded

Cy, we need water.

Go to the spot near the cliff where
my laser opened the underground stream.

By your command

Although, technically, you have no
real authority to order me around

Cy, go.

I'm going

Thanks, Cy.

She hadn't said a word
since we'd found her

Obviously, she'd been through
a heavy shock of some kind

Who knows?

Maybe she was the absolute
last survivor of an entire race

I wound up telling her
my life story

Strange how my only real
companion was still a Cylon

Not that I was
ever really mean,

it's just that
I always found it

difficult to commit
to any one woman.

I guess I was afraid
of getting hurt.

That's why I never cared
if they got hurt first. I...

I may not find your incessant talk
fascinating, but at least I don't walk off

Did you say something, Cy?

No, of course not

What could I possibly say to
you? I'm nothing but a machine

My emergency rations
were rapidly running out

now that I had
two mouths to feed

Her mouth worked fine
when it came to eating

We'd fashioned a crude hand-turn
generator to furnish our power needs

Starbuck,
would you die for me?

What'd you say?

I know it's a lot to ask.

Yeah, especially
for a first question.

You can talk and all this time
you haven't said a word?

I'm sorry.

Sorry. You're sorry.

You let me go on babbling for nearly
seven days without saying a word.

You let me rave like a mad man
telling you my life story,

and you don't say a word.

Not only am I embarrassed,
I'm angry.

Don't be angry.

No?

Well, did it ever occur to you
that I might have some questions?

Ask me anything you like.

Oh. Oh, well,
thank you very much.

Let's begin with
where are you from?

How did you get here?

I am from a dimension beyond
and I came in the usual way.

Well, that's a little vague. And I
seemed to have misplaced your ship.

It didn't stay.
Oh.

Your fare run out? You get dumped
for non-payment of transportation?

You can't go out there.
It's minus 50...

She can't go out there.

She already did

I know she went out there.

You picked a fine one
when you found her, Cy.

She's about as loony
as they come.

What do you mean?

Besides, it's her
turn at the generator

Yeah, well, we'll talk
more about that later.

Here.

We must prepare a vehicle
for our child, Starbuck.

Yeah, sure,
I'll get right on it.

What did you say?

It won't be safe
here for long.

The automatic beacon
from the Cylon ship

will soon bring hostiles
searching for their own.

No, no, no,
no you don't.

Let's go back to the
part about our child.

Look, I know this'd look
bad in the Commander's Court,

we being the only two
humans on this entire planet,

but there's no way
in this galaxy, I...

Spiritual child, Starbuck.

Now, you are ready
for progress, aren't you?

Haven't you spent
enough of your energy,

enough of your resources
toward serving yourself?

I really talked too much
to you, didn't I?

Telling you my life story.

Well, at least I was honest
about my appetites and bad habits.

Let's put them aside.

Now, we should begin to make
plans with the first light of dawn.

If you choose.

That was my rudder

Yeah, well, not anymore. Now
it's a cradle for the baby.

What time is the baby's
estimated time of arrival?

You make it sound like a battle
squadron coming in for a landing.

It's a baby, Cy, a baby.

They have their own way of getting
here when they're good and ready.

At home, we simply make
a new Cylon when we need one

Yeah, well, with humans, it takes
nine and a half months from the time

a mother and a father decide they
want a child until they get one.

Very primitive

But at least we will have another pair
of strong hands to help turn the generator

Sorry, Cy,
I got more bad news.

You see, humans, unlike
most creatures in nature,

they arrive in a completely
helpless mode.

I'm afraid, you're gonna
be up most of the night

turning the generator to provide
additional heat for the child.

The infant can draw heat
from its mother

Yes, but at night, it'll still
need its wrappings changed.

How long must we
apply this procedure?

For at least
the first few months.

This entire operation sounds
like a typical human plan

Impractical and clumsy

It is not a wonder
you lost the war

How is the launching
vehicle coming?

Angela, I've come up with some
ideas, but they aren't very practical.

There is no choice.

The Cylons will soon respond
to the distress beacon.

How can you be so sure?

Besides, it doesn't even work,
I've ripped it out.

But it was,
so they know the course.

Starbuck, it is predestined.

They will come.

Yeah, well...

Look, I re-examined my own
safety pod, the one I crashed in.

By taking one of the Cylon's engines
and structuring a few supports,

I can fashion a craft of
sorts, but it'll take time.

And when I'm done, where will we
go? My fleet by now is so far...

Prepare the craft,
Starbuck.

We'll find the way.

Are you all right?
What?

Cy, get over here.

Yes, I'm all right,
Starbuck.

But there isn't much time.

Please, the ship.

You called?

Yes, I need your help removing one
of the engines from the main ship.

From my ship?
You're removing my engine?

It's our ship, Cy.

We share everything,
remember?

Besides, it's ruined. I'm
gonna try and build a new one.

How exciting
Where are we going?

I haven't the faintest idea.

Another great human
plan heard from

Well, maybe I'm just humoring
her to get her through the pain.

Pain?
Yes.

Giving birth to human babies
can be very painful.

You people really
ought to try our method

Fast, efficient, and painless

Well, I'll mention it to the Commander
if we make it back to the fleet.

Don't mention that
the idea came from me

You humans are emotional
about our having destroyed you

It was a hopeless job with
inadequate tools and parts

Still, in wasn't long before
we had a crazy looking spaceship

that was half Galactican
and half Cylon

Even Cy was proud

We did it.
Cy, we did it!

We did it without her help

Well, now, let's not
forget it was her idea.

That has to count
for something.

Look, Cy, we're all
in this together.

You two are human
I alone am Cylon

We cannot be friends

Cy.

Cy, come on.
Let's give it a try.

Cy, I can't do it alone.

Starbuck!

It's time.

Oh, Lord.

Cy!

Get back here.
It's coming!

What's coming?

The baby, Cy,
the baby!

Our way is better

But, Cy, it's so beautiful.

Just like its mother.

You have a very
healthy baby boy.

We have a healthy baby boy.

Now, Cy, don't get crazy.
It's...

She didn't mean to...

I'm sure Angela would be proud
to have you as godfather.

What is godfather?

It's a human tradition.

It means a special,
special friend to the family

throughout life.

We cannot be friends

You three are humans
I am a Cylon

Not friends

You rest now,
I'll take the baby.

Starbuck, will you give
your life for this child?

What are you talking about?
Everything's gonna be all right.

We're gonna start
our own new world.

And this handsome
young fella

is our firstborn.

Oh, you must prepare yourself
for what is to come.

I've a surprise for you.

The ship is already finished.

I'm not speaking
of the ship, Starbuck.

It is time
to prepare yourself.

For what?

To make the final judgment.

Angela, you're not making
much sense, sleep...

Starbuck,

tomorrow is our last day.

No question about it

Motherhood is the single most physically
demanding effort a human can endure

She'd feel more optimistic
in the morning

Today was too emotional
and draining for reason

Tomorrow we'd all laugh
and be grateful for our lives

Angela! Angela!

They're here.
Three of them, fully armed.

Listen, we better
get ready. I...

Who is here, Starbuck?

Your people, Centurions.

I must go

Cy.

Don't. Don't make me do it.

Goodbye, Starbuck
Goodbye, Angela

Goodbye, Godson

Cy, no! Don't.

I couldn't do it.

We can't trust him, he's one
of them. He can't help himself.

Listen, our only chance
is to get to the ship.

We're ready.

You're ready?

How did you know? How...

How do you know everything
before it happens?

I told you last night,
Starbuck,

that you had to prepare yourself
for this is judgment day.

Come, Starbuck,
we must hurry.

Angela, what did you
mean by judgment day?

Who's going to be
judging me?

We all judge ourselves,
Starbuck.

Well, I hope so,
because I plan on being

very easy on myself
in certain categories.

Now, look,

if I run into trouble,
just push that button.

The ship is programmed to head
towards the fleet's secret heading.

No matter how far she
deviates to avoid Cylons,

she'll always return to
that heading sooner or later.

The ship will also automatically
lower your body temperatures

to sustain life
for a maximum period of time.

You are a good man.

You couldn't hurt Cy,

and now you send us off,
knowing that without you,

the fuel will last
twice as long.

Who says I'm not
coming along?

Goodbye, Starbuck.

I truly love you.

Look, I better seal the ship
just in case.

I love you, too,
both of you.

Oh, felgercarb.
Three against one.

Well, this isn't
going to be fair.

Three against two is better

Cy.

That thing doesn't work,
remember?

I repaired it Wait here

Cy. Cy, you can't
go out there.

Oh, jeez.

Greetings, Centurion
Identify

I am group leader,
Cyrus

Lower your weapons

And where
is the human?

I extend my weapon that I may
perform the following function

Cy!

Cy.

You saved our lives.

Cy, you all right?

I don't think so
My circuits are fading

No, Cy. No.

Cy, it's just
you and me now.

One human and one Cylon.

No, Starbuck

Not human,

not Cylon

Friends

The child
is safely on its way,

and I am ready
to return home now.

And I judge this mortal
to be good.

So very good.

The small pod made its
way across the heavens,

emitting its weak
but distinct distress signal

Farther and farther
into space it went,

carrying the small child
in a near-frozen state

A recovery team brought the
small pod aboard the Galactica,

taking every
imaginable precaution

lest it be some
treacherous Cylon trick.

Far from being a trick,

the crude, handmade spacecraft
bore us an incredible gift, a...

A small child,

a child of the stars.

Then it was true, my dream.

But how could
I know these things?

Dr. Zee, I will tell you
how you know.

You remembered what
happened to Starbuck

because you were there.

I was there?

Yes, Dr. Zee, you were the child
that came to us from the stars.

Adama, could I be
Starbuck's son?

And if I am,
who is my mother?

Ah.

The answer is still out
there amongst the stars.