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[Adama] Previously on
Battlestar Galactica....

[Sharon crying]

We lost her.

We did the best we could,
but she's dead.

And that's all
there is to it.

[Helo]
It's you and me

from now on, no matter what.

Just like we agreed.

I just can't get her
out of my head.

Our little girl.

She's so beautiful.

[Tory] You understand,
Maya, that this adoption

requires absolute secrecy.

You have my word.

I'm leaving Galactica,
not you.

I don't know how we can.

I don't either.

But I know I'm going
to try.

If you will.

I'm Brother Cavil.

I understand you asked
for religious counseling.

Let's talk
about what happened.

Chief.

Ah!

I-I don't understand
how I could do that to Cally.

[Cavil]
You think you're a Cylon.

I am not a Cylon.

Well, of course you're not.

But that's what you're
afraid of, isn't it?

[Cain] We have our
own Cylon prisoner.

[Number Six] She's obviously
been abused, tortured.

I know a place
where you can stay

where you will be safe.

Where I can look after you.

Vice President Baltar offered
the contents of this case

as proof of his sincerity.

A nuclear bomb?

[Gaius]
I'm afraid that I have

no alternative

but to announce that I am

as of now a candidate
for the presidency.

What should be important
to you personally

is that Roslin's up

three points in the polls.

[Skulls]
Hey.

I am picking up
a large planetary body.

You know what this is?

It's habitable.

We may have just
found a world

that can support
human life.

[Tom]
We needed an issue.

Something to set us apart
from Roslin.

This is it.

Permanent settlement
on this planet.

What took you so long?

We got Marines and Raptors.

We're gonna get you and your
people out of here, okay?

Incoming!

[mortar fire, explosions]

[soft singing]

♪

They've got us zeroed in.

If we stay here,
they're gonna chew us up.

All right, we gotta fall back.
Position up this hill.

Let's go! All right, let's go,
people!

Jaw set nicely.
You're done here.

I'm kicking you out of here

and sending you back
to work.

Work like this?

You gotta love a woman
who can complain

even with her jaw
wired shut.

You got a visitor.

I'm sorry.

What I did was...

unforgivable,

inexcusable.

I didn't
come here to...

I forgive you.

No. Cally. No.

It wasn't you.

I know that.

It wasn't you.

It was me. I...

may have been out of my mind
and not know where I was

doing or anything,
but it was me.

You're in pain.

You have been in pain
for a really long time.

Don't feel sorry for me.

I care about you.

I always have.

And I always will.

[mortar fire, explosions]

[shouting]

[Starbuck]
Let's move!

Let's go, let's go.
Move it, move it, move it.

Ah! Get a medic!

Sharon, take the gun!

They got us blocked
in here really good!

Can't raise the Raptors.

The Cylons have jammed
the freq's.

Frak.

[mortar fire
and explosions stop]

Still out there?

Hold on. Watch yourself.

Yeah.

They're holding
back though.

Yeah, but why?

[Sharon]
They're holding position.

Sending
for nonlethal weapons.

They want some prisoners
for interrogation.

The rest they're gonna send
to the farm.

I'm not going back
to one of those farms.

[Sharon] Yeah, well, you won't have any choice.

None of us will.

They're gonna lob some gas
in here

and then we'll all wake up
somewhere else.

Damn.

So what do you want
to do here?

Sit it out.

Wait and see
if she's right.

If she is, then you and me,
we gotta have an agreement.

An agreement?

Not going back
to one of those farms, Sam.

I'm not.

So if she's right

and they throw gas in here...

you do me, I do you.

What are you talking about?

This is what
I'm talking about, okay?

Yeah, okay.

Okay.

Down two more points.

And this after hearing
his notions

of social policy.

Not to mention
his wishful thinking

that he is calling
"security policy."

Are people really going
to be that stupid?

Are they really going to be
that short-sighted?

[Tory] He's got the only
issue people care about.

Oh, I know. The planet.

That's all anybody
wants to talk about

is that frakkin' planet.

Excuse my... my language,
Tory, I'm sorry.

I know in my gut that settling
on this planet's

gonna mean disaster
for humanity.

And I will not say otherwise
just to win an election.

As you wish,
Madam President.

So I guess I should start
packing up my office

unless you have
some super secret

backup plan for victory

in your pocket.

There's always a backup plan
for victory.

Just in time for the priest.

Oh, good. Send him in.

[watch beeps]

Eighteen hours.

They're taking their good
sweet time out there.

They could've overrun us
at any point during the night.

They're up to something.

What are we up to?

Got any brilliant ideas

in that military brain
of yours.

Do the same thing
we always do.

Fight 'em till we can't.

[Helo]
What do you think?

Let's get
a recon crew together.

Scout the area.

Figure out what's going on
out there.

Yeah.

They're gone.

They just left.

Thank the gods!

It's a miracle.

Let us pray.

Lords of Kobol,

we trust in your benevolence

and praise
your righteousness.

Give the people
of this Fleet

the wisdom to see
the goodness

and the strength
of your servant, Laura Roslin.

Amen.

Admiral?

Madam President.

The Admiral's not here.

This is my meeting.

I wanted us to talk privately

without the press
getting wind of it.

Please have a seat.

Well, you must have something
very interesting to say

to resort to such pedestrian
methods of deception.

The question
of permanent settlement

may well be the most
important issue we face

since the attack.

I agree.
Good.

The question should be
carefully studied

before making
a final decision.

In the middle
of an election campaign

is hardly the time
for careful study.

Therefore I propose
a truce.

You and I will issue
a joint statement

declaring that the question

be tabled till after
this election.

We will both pledge that
regardless of who is elected,

the decision will be made
only after careful deliberation

involving all elements
of the public

and after consultation
with the military

and the Quorum
of Twelve.

Doctor, I know we've had

our disagreements,

but this issue transcends
personal disagreement

as well as politics.

I am appealing here
to your sense of patriotism.

Let me tell you my sense
of patriotism

is doing just fine.

Thank you very much
for asking.

I see it
as my patriotic duty

to lead this Fleet
to a new world.

That new world
is unquestionably New Caprica.

But thank you,
Madam President,

for demonstrating to me
just how desperate

your campaign for re-election
has become.

Were you with
a blond woman on Caprica

just prior
to the attack?

A what? [Number Six] She knows.

Were you with a tall,

blond woman in the River Walk section

of Caprica City just prior to the attack?

She can see
right through you.

Get out of here now.

You'll resort to anything
at this stage, won't you?

I'm afraid my affairs on Caprica
and who I chose to consort with

are none of your business.

I saved your life.

I won't save
your political career.

We are not moving down
to that planet.

If Baltar wins
the election...

Baltar won't win
the gods-damn...

If he does, then what?

We're going to just sit
on this ship and rot

while everyone else
gets to start a new life?

Ellen, my job is to protect
the Fleet from the Cylons

and that's exactly
what I'll be doing.

If you want to move down there,
go ahead, be my guest.

Go down and cat around
with all the men.

Have yourself
a good old time.

Saul, I want you.

[com buzzes]

XO.

You gotta be kidding me.

I'll be right down.

Starbuck's back.

I gotta get down there.

Ah! You're going to be okay.
We're almost there.

Hey, hey, guys,
take it easy with it.

Come on.

Am I good or what?

There's gonna be no living
with her now.

It's good to see you.
Welcome back.

Thank you, sir.
I brought some friends with me.

I see.

Right. Right. Um...

This is, um...

Wow, um,
this is Samuel T. Anders.

I know who he is.

Damn good
to meet you, sir.

Caprica Buccaneers. That's right.

Hell of a player.

I'm a Picon Panther
fan myself.

We enjoyed beating
them too.

It's good
to have you aboard.

Thank you.

I have news.
Good news, actually.

The Cylon occupation
is over.

They left.
They're gone.

What are you
talking about?

[Cavil]
It's true.

The Cylons have left
the colonies.

They're headed
for greener pastures.

Security!

What the hell?

Don't move!

He's a Cylon.

Back off, Chief.
We got it.

Well, this is
an awkward moment.

Yes, uh, he's right.
I'm a Cylon.

And I have a message.

So take me to your leader.

Take him to the brig.

Take that to the brig too.

[Helo] What?
Admiral, she didn't know.

Don't even start, Helo!

Of course she knew.

Welcome to Galactica.

Why the frak didn't you
say anything?

I don't know.

Maybe I didn't want to.

Maybe I wanted him to come here
and blow up the whole ship.

Is that what
you're looking for?

You don't mean that.

Sharon,

we finally got the Admiral
to start trusting us.

Finally!

And what?

They killed

my baby.

You think I care
about you or us

or whether the Admiral
trusts me anymore?

Hey!

Sharon!

I love you!

And I'm not giving up

this frakkin' easy!

Not after everything!

You ready? All right.

Ah.

Ugh. No, no, no. Yes, yes, yes.

Hey, hey, hey.
Listen.

You don't have
to get me drunk.

I will sleep
with you, okay?

I figure I owe you one
what with you saving me

and all. Little slut.

Shut up.

Come here.

Oh ho ho ho.

Now you're going to play
hard to get.

Yeah.
Yeah.

My hero.

[Lee] Gods, I guess they'll
let anybody in here these days.

Hey.Hey.

Hi.

Welcome back.

Do you want
to meet my man?

Your man.

My personal property.

Right, Sammy?

Don't call me Sammy.

Oh ho ho.

How does it feel
to be my personal property?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And before you answer...

He loves it.

I'll bet he does.
I'm Lee, by the way.

Hey. Sammy. I'm sorry.

I've heard a lot about you.

Pleasure. Shot? Sure. Why not?

Lee, when are you
gonna get yourself a girl?

I'm doing fine,
thank you.

You're not still
frakkin' Dualla, are you?

Thanks a lot.

I mean, I'm not one to like,
you know, lecture or anything

'cause I'll do
just about anything

to get into the pants

of some hot little
young thing.Hey. Hey!

Is that all I am to you?

Yes. But you love it.

That's all right.

I don't mind doing
charity work.

Where did he go?

I'm here to deliver
a message.

After that,

you can do whatever
you want with me.

I don't care.

[door opens]

Would you mind telling me
what's going on?

I'm not a frakking Cylon.
I'm not...

Oh. Well...

Okay then.

Sorry

to bust up your day,
Brother.

But there's been a change
of plans.

It's been decided

that the occupation
of the Colonies was an error.

I could've told them that.
Bad thinking. Faulty logic.

Our first major error
of judgment.

Live and learn.

But the war heroes
have managed

to swing opinion
over to their side.

What heroes?

A Six and an Eight.

One of the Eights
you know as Sharon Valerii.

Their voices carry a lot of weight.

So when they started talking about our mistakes

and our corruption and our
need for a new beginning,

the rest of us listened.

You see, we're not
like you.

We can admit our mistakes

and we're not afraid
of change.

So you abandoned the Colonies
leaving behind a devastated

nuclear wasteland.

And we're supposed
to be grateful.

Our pursuit

of this Fleet of yours
was another error.

That's two for anyone
who's keeping score.

Both errors led
to the same result.

We became what we beheld.

We became you.

Amen.

People should be true
to who and what they are.

We're machines.
We should be true to that.

Be the best machines
the universe has ever seen.

But we got it
into our heads

that we were the children
of humanity.

So instead of perusing
our own destiny

of trying to find our
own path to enlightenment,

we hijacked yours.

You said it, Brother.

My mission here is simple.

I'm to tell you that you've
been given a reprieve.

Cylon and man will now go
their separate ways,

no harm done.

No harm.

You completely annihilated
our race

and destroyed
our civilization.

Now if you going to start
pointing fingers...

Where did the Cylons go?
Back to their home world?

Well, I'd rather not say
just now.

Uh, let's just say
we have other plans.

New marching orders
by your One True God.

There is no God.

Supernatural divinities

are the primitive's answer

for why the sun goes down
at night.

At least that's
what we've been telling...

the others for years.

Can't really prove it one way
or the other, of course.

I know a way to prove it.

Throw them both
out the air lock.

Let them see if there really
is a Cylon god.

Ballots from the Adriatic.

D?

[McManus]
It's been an exciting day.

The election has been
a real roller-coaster ride.

The polls now
have been closed

for about five hours.

Results have come in
and it's been a seesaw battle

back and forth between
the presidential candidates

all night long as we,

of course,
expected it would be.

Uh, we're still waiting
for a few more numbers

to come in now, uh,

from the counting room
of Galactica,

which, uh, must tell you
as some of you may know,

was a source of a bit
of a controversy yesterday.

Uh, Councilman Zarek
had filed a formal complaint

against the, uh,
use of military...

military involvement
in the election process.

Now it's just reached...

a compromise
was just reached

late yesterday
allowing Galactica

to provide security
for the balloting

as well as civilians
to oversee and monitor

the situation.

Yes, okay.

We have some more votes
coming in here.

Still not done.

But what we have so far
is 6,282 more votes

for Baltar, which puts
his total now

to 21,569.

Is that... that correct?

And we also have Roslin.

Her total now is at 17,754.

We've had 2,981 more votes
come in for Roslin

at this time.

So that is how things
are looking at this point.

We'll continue to bring you
up-to-the-minute coverage...

Yeah, it's me.

Is this a secure line?

Okay.

There are only five ships
left to report in.

We need to move now.

I'll take care of it.

Lieutenant,
I'll be right back.

Are those the ballots
from the Zephyr?

Yes, sir.

All right, we'll take it
from here.

We were told to take these
to the ballot room, sir.

Counting has already begun.
We'll take it from here.

D.

Last one.
One, two, three.

Got it.

[McManus]
Uh, we have some more results

have come in here now.

It's all been
taken care of.

Wow. Okay.

8,593 for Roslin,

which puts her over the top.

That's 24,265
for Laura Roslin.

Is that correct?

And 22,366
for Gaius Baltar.

We're going to check
these again

because that has put her
over the top.

She... she has done it.

She has retained
the presidency

in an improbable comeback

in the final hours
of the campaign.

Uh, again, we... we would,
of course,

like to check those numbers,
if we could.

But it appears
that Laura Roslin

has retained the presidency

in defiance of the polls,
the pundits,

and the purveyors
of gloom and doom.

I've never seen a political
race end like this,

but it has just happened.

I am James McManus.

We'll check those numbers

and we'll be back to you
very shortly.

Thank you.

I've seen a lot of elections,
Gaius.

Most honest, a few fixed.

And you can always tell
the fixed ones

because they don't
make sense.

And this doesn't make sense.

Laura Roslin
is many things.

But she's not corrupt.

And she's not dishonest.

It's over.

Congratulations,
Madam President.

Oh, thank you.

I hope you don't
take this

the wrong way,

but are you as shocked
as I am?

I'm relieved.

Well, you don't sound it.

I'm just tired.

It's been a long campaign.

Colonel, may I speak
to you for a moment?

What's up?

Sir, I'm afraid these ballots
from the Zephyr are wrong.

What the hell
are you talking about?

Doctor Baltar's name
is spelled correctly

on these ballots.

But this morning,
the Zephyr called me

and told me their ballots
had a misprint.

They misspelled Baltar's first name.

We didn't have time
to print new ballots,

so I told them
on my authority

to go ahead and
use them anyway.

Baltar's name is spelled correctly here,

so they couldn't have come
from the Zephyr.

They're frauds.

Now there's a complete chain
of custody from the Zephyr

all the way into this room.

So someone in the chain
is either a perpetrator

or at least a willing ally.

Thank you for bringing
this to my attention.

I'll take care of it
from here.

Sir.

We should at least
notify the civilian observers

and the press
that these ballots...

I said I'll take care
of it from here.

Yes, sir.

Madam President,
you should celebrate.

It's a great victory
and you've earned it.

[phone beeps]

Excuse me.

Admiral, we'll talk later.

Thank you.

Adama.

Yes, sir.
This is Lieutenant Geata.

Sir...

I don't know how
to say this.

Fast and straight,
I'd advise.

Yes, sir.

Admiral, I believe

that Colonel Tigh
is involved

in a conspiracy
to rig the election

for President Roslin.

[Adama] When I
confronted the Colonel,

he admitted his guilt.

He said he acted
in collusion

with your campaign manager,
Tory Foster.

Saul said Tory contacted him
a few days ago.

He did it because he felt that Baltar as president

would be a disaster.

I said I agreed,

but that what he had done was illegal.

A Judicial Tribunal
may have to be convened.

Stop.

I gave Tory the go-ahead.

I didn't know exactly
what she was planning.

I certainly did not know
about Colonel Tigh.

Oh, my gods.

But I did know
that she was planning

to fix the vote.

You tried to steal
an election?

Yes, I did.

And I got caught.

But Gaius Baltar

cannot become President
of the Colonies, Bill.

It cannot happen.

Laura...

I don't want him
as President either, but...

He's working
with the Cylons.

I saw him just before
the attack on Caprica

with a copy of the tall
blond Cylon woman.

The same model who accused
Baltar of treason

before disappearing
from Galactica.

What the hell
are you saying?

Why didn't you say
something before this?

Because I didn't remember
seeing him with that woman

until I remembered it
when I was dying.

I know how that sounds,
but it's real.

The same way Kobol is real,

and the tomb
of Athena is real,

and the map
to Earth is real.

Baltar is working
with the Cylons.

Even if that's true, you have no proof.

No, I don't.

Do we steal the results
of a democratic election or not?

That's the decision.

Because if we do this,
we're criminals.

Unindicted, maybe,
but criminals just the same.

Yes, we are.

You won't do it.

You've gone this far, but that's it.

'Scuse me?

You try to steal
this election,

you'll die inside

likely move your cancer
right to your heart.

The people made
their choice.

We're gonna have
to live with it.

It's the wrong choice.

Yes, it is.

All right. All right.
All right.

[exhales]

[sniffs]

So that's it.

We just give it up,
just like that.

The battle, perhaps.

But not the war.

Well, the important thing

is the error was discovered
and corrected.

You've been elected President.
Congratulations.

Thank you very much, Admiral.

Now about this error.

Exactly what kind
of a tabulating error

could have occurred

on your ship
that could've swung

several thousand votes
away from me

in favor of your preferred
candidate, Admiral?

As soon as I have the time,

there will be
an investigation.

I suggest that you take
your victory

and you leave it at that,
Doctor.

I think you'll find
I can be magnanimous

in victory, Admiral.

And I believe the correct
honorific at this time

is Mr. President Elect.

Set course
for New Caprica.

Jump completed. We are in orbit
around New Caprica.

We have all ships present
and accounted for, sir.

Send word to the Pegasus

to launch their
initial ground team

onto the surface.

Let's get a good look
at our new home.

Gods help us all.

Well...

Well, I think my ability
to see you

will no doubt
be constrained

by the responsibilities

and the requirements
of my new position.

Listen to me.
My... my new position.

Um...

But obviously, we, um,

we will have the chance
to connect,

to, uh, to get together
again on New Caprica once...

I'm not going
to New Caprica.

What?

What are you talking
about?

I'm not going
to New Caprica.

We're all going
to New Caprica.

All of us.

Every last,
single one of us!

It's our chance
to be together.

To be together again.

No.

I can't do this anymore.

Stay.

If you'll raise
your right hand

and repeat after me.

"I, Gaius Baltar,
do now avow and affirm."

"I, Gaius Baltar,
do now avow and affirm."

"That I take the office

"of the President
of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol

"without any moral
reservation

or mental evasion."

"That I take the office
of President

"of the Twelve Colonies
of Kobol

"without any moral
reservation

or mental evasion."

"That I will protect and defend

the Articles
of Colonization."

"That I will protect
and defend

the Articles
of Colonization."

"With every fiber
of my being."

"With every fiber
of my being."

Congratulations,
Mr. President.

Thank you.

[applause]

I accept the role offered
to me by the Colonies

with humility and gratitude.

Thank you.

[applause]

Wait, wait. No, no, wait.

And now...

because it was the first will
of the people,

I'm going to sign
my first executive order

requiring the Fleet

to immediately establish
settlements

on the planet

we have come to know
as New Caprica.

[cheers and applause]

Admiral Adama.

You have your orders.

We suspect the warhead
was stolen from your lab.

Then smuggled aboard Cloud 9
by a Cylon agent.

I don't suppose
I could interest you

in a cup of tea, Admiral?

Mr. President.

This may be the first step

in a coordinated Cylon attack.

I suggest our first priority

would be to focus in
on internal security.

No.

No, I don't think so.

Our first priority
is to the people.

See that they are safely
established on New Caprica.

Once that's accomplished...

[sniffs]

we can put this tragedy
behind us.

You're not listening.

I don't have to listen.

I'm the President.

The settlement begins
and it begins now.

[Gaeta]
Mr. President.

President Baltar.
Good morning, sir.

Good morning, sir.

Mr. President, the Union
needs their answer.

[groans]

The Union.

If it's not the Union,
it's the Quorum.

If it's not the Quorum,
it's the People's Council.

[groans]

We survived
a nuclear holocaust, Mr. Gaeta.

And the people complain
about the weather.

Sir, it's hardly
the weather...

Well, whatever it is.

How many Cylon attacks
have there been

since I took office?

How many?

None, sir.

None. Precisely.
So why do the people complain?

Tell the Union
to get off their fat asses

and do some frakking work
for a change or I'll start

rounding up
their leaders

and holding them
in detention.

I doubt they'll like that
very much.

I'll tell them,
Mr. President.

Thank you.

Morning.

Need my... need my pills.

[Adama] I'm telling you to
go, okay?

[Tigh]
No, it's not okay.

I feel like I'm
abandoning my post.

It's time
to pack it in, Saul.

You know it.

More than half the crew

is down there
on the ground already.

We can barely put a squadron
in the air to train,

much less fly a decent CAP.

We're not really doing
too much up here anymore.

You're staying.

Yeah, well, someone has to
take care of the lighthouse.

Then I'll stay
and take care of it with you.

I appreciate that.

But you know there's only
one person per lighthouse.

We both know the Cylons
could still show up.

Anything's possible.

We've been orbiting
New Caprica

longer than we ran
after the attack.

I don't think they're
coming back anymore.

Colonel...

Good luck.

If she gives you
too much trouble,

find yourself
a younger one.

[female announcer] Attention,
all section four residents.

Please report
to supply depots

to pick up
weekly food rations.

Supplies are limited.

Please report
as soon as possible.

[Kara]
Hey, you seen Sam?

Thanks.

[coughing]

Set her up.

Sam, you idiot!

I've been looking for you
everywhere.

Ah.

What the hell
are you thinking?

[coughs]
Looks like I'm in trouble.

Doc Cottle is here.
You're sick.

You're supposed
to be in bed.

I would rather work this out
of my system right here

than lie in bed all day.

[coughs]

Sam, come on.

Come on.

Let's go, Anders.

Tomorrow, man.
Same time, same score.

[coughs]

Can't believe
I married a moron.

Are you okay?

Fine. I'm fine.

[coughing]

It's okay.

I'll be right back,
okay?

Hey, Doc, wait.

So?

There's fluid in the lungs.

It's probably pneumonia.

So give him something.

I'd love to. I've been out
of antibiotics for months.

So what, that's it?

I have a lot of patients
to see.

But he's young
and he's strong.

So make him rest.
Keep him warm.

And with a little luck,
he'll make it.

Son of a bitch.

[Tyrol] Everybody, please.
Just calm down.

[crowd shouting]

Please just calm down.

Everybody listen
just for a second.

[crowd shouting]

Please. Please.
Be quiet!

[crowd shouting]

Hey, shut the frak up!

When you elected me
Union President,

I promised I would
keep us working,

keep benefits flowing.

But most of all,

keep this city aliveColonel.

and wellHey.

and building a better tomorrow.

Wow, look at you.

Hi.

Oh, I'm so glad
you guys are here.

Me too. It's pretty...
pretty exciting.

Yeah, that wears off.

So what's going on here?

President Baltar.

Sir, Anders is really sick.

But Doc Cottle's
giving me the runaround

and says
there's no antibiotics.

And that's a load of crap.

Anything you can do to help me
cut through the red tape.

You should give Apollo
a call.

Pegasus is sitting
on the backup meds.

He'd spring some for you.

Yeah. I doubt that.

That was a long time ago.
People change.

Okay.

[Tyrol] But there comes
a time when you realize

that the engine you've built

with your blood
and your sweat and your tears

is being used for something
so foul,

so perverted that it makes
you sick in your heart.

And it's then that you must
throw your body on the gears

and on the levers

and on the machine itself
and make it stop.

And you have to show
the people who run it,

the people who control it,
that unless we're free,

that machine
will be prevented

from working at all.

[cheers]

[chanting] Strike! Strike! Strike!
Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike!

[Roslin] Okay.
Everybody have that so far?

[children]
Yes.

Good, you're listening.

Think the President
has a bit of a problem

on his hands.

I also want you to look
at chapter ten.

It's the history
of the Twelve Colonies.

It's really interesting.

The President's problems
are not our problems, are they?

That's right.

Our problems are homework
for everyone tonight.

[children shouting]

Now some of you
are going to stay

and help me
with the art project

for the presentation.

Everyone else,
your parents are here.

Get your stuff, let's go.
Go on. Get out of here.

Good job.

Yeah. Okay.
Bye, honey. Thanks.

Good job. Good job.

Thank you, parents.

You know what,

why don't you take the baby
go on, okay?

I'll finish up here. You sure?

Yes. Yes. Go ahead. Thank you.

Bubble head. A bubble head.

I love this.

Hello.

Hello, Isis.

Oh.

Hey, what's going on?

It's for you.

Who is it? It's for you.

Who is it?

Right.

What do you want?

I need a favor.

Is that right?

I hear that you're, uh,

hoarding a bunch of antibiotics
for the pilots.

Where did you hear that?

Anders is sick.
He has pneumonia, Lee.

I think that he might die.

[DRADIS blip]Commander.

Wait. Yeah, Lieutenant.
What is it?

I'm not sure.

Picking up something
on DRADIS.

DRADIS? How can you see anything in that soup?

There it is.

What is it?

Wait, what is that?

Oh, my gods,

it's a Cylon fleet.

They found us.

They found us.

[Lee] We have to get out of
here, sir.

We can't just leave
all those people behind.

There's nothing we can do.

It's taken us forever
just to get

to action stations
over here.

We're in no shape
for a fight, sir.

They'll be wiped out.

We don't have a choice.

We need to get out
of here right now.

All decks finally report
condition one, sir.

Should we launch
the alert fighters?

Begin Jump prep.

We're leaving.

But we'll be back.

Start your prep.

Mr. President!
Mr. President!

Don't you knock?

Gaius. Gaius!

Yeah, what is it?

The Cylons just Jumped
into orbit

and the Fleet's Jumped away.

[ships flying overhead]

Judgment day.

I'm looking for Kara Thrace.

I'm Gaius Baltar.

President
of the Colonies.

I know who you are, Gaius.

I know very well.

As long as you offer
no resistance,

you won't be harmed.

How do I know that?

You don't.

You also don't have
any choice.

How did you find us?

Oh, it was quite
by accident, actually.

We were over
a light-year away from here

when we detected

the radiation signature

of a nuclear detonation.

Very well.

On behalf of the people
of the Twelve Colonies,

I surrender.

What do you want
to do now, Captain?

The same thing we always do.

Fight 'em until we can't.