SRSecurity Officer Reese
Halt!! In the name of the Council, I order you to stop!!
Don't fire into that ship! You'll take out the whole landing bay! You are in trouble, officer!
Greetings from Earth
The ships have been gone for almost a secton now, and still no word. The Council has asked me to appear before them for an inquiry.
Baltar's Escape
Since the return of our warriors with prisoners from the Alliance of the planet Terra, the fleet has been in a state of constant confusion. If this Terra is the planet Earth it is we seek, our flight across the universe may have been in vain. For we will have eluded the Cylons only to be faced by an equally oppressive human enemy. As usual, of late, the Council, led by Sire Domra, is in total opposition to me. They wish to release the prisoners and have an unarmed peace envoy return with them to their outpost on Lunar Seven. I am afraid that the Council is bent on repeating the mistakes that led to the destruction of our Colonies at the hands of the Cylons. I am determined that shall not happen again so long as I am in command. In the meantime, I have ordered the fleet to full alert while I shuttle to the prison barge to interrogate personally those Eastern Alliance enforcers.
[Baltar is talking to the Borellian Nomen about the Eastern Alliance soldiers aboard the prison barge]
You see those prisoners behind you? They are from an alliance which, in this corner of the universe, may be as powerful as my Cylon friends. They are going to be transferred to the Galactica.
MMaga
And how do you know this?
I have my sources. When the shuttle comes for those prisoners, we will make our break, take the shuttle, and escape.
MMaga
And what of the Vipers?
I have a plan to deal with them. When we reach the Alliance, I'll be welcomed with open arms. For I know the Galactica, her strengths, her weaknesses, and most important, her Commander, Adama. I'll be treated like a prince. And so will those who are with me.
MMaga
Your record to date does not exactly inspire confidence.
I had incompetent followers.
MMaga
We do not follow, Baltar.
Oh, no. No, no. Of course not. We're all comrades... in this together.
MMaga
Good. When the time comes to escape, we will momentarily die.
Die?!
MMaga
We do many things to survive... even die.
Commander, if you'll excuse me, my duty period was up over a centar ago. I need some air.
STSiress Tinia
Colonel, if you decide to take your air on the landing bay, or order any warriors there, I will view it as an act of insubordination!
Do I have the Siress's permission to retire to the Officer's Club?
STSiress Tinia
You may go anywhere you wish, Colonel, as long as it is not the landing bay!
The micron the hatch opens, you and your men will eliminate all guards. Take as many hostages as possible.
CLCommandant Leiter
Don't worry. We are very good at such operations.
I'm sure you are. Maga, you and your Nomen follow me to the lift. We can be on the bridge in a matter of microns.
MMaga
And once we control the bridge...
We control the Galactica!
Tigh, attack now!
Adama, no time to explain. Launch at once! Repeat, launch at once!
It won't work!
Adama! I'm in command! LAUNCH!!
Experiment in Terra
It is now seven sectars since the escape of our captives, numbering amongst them, a group of Nomen and the dangerous soldiers from the Eastern Alliance, whose ominous destroyers apparently cruise these skies in search of any opposition to their political will. I have a recon patrol launched to track the escaping destroyer to its base on Lunar Seven. Once located, we can assess the strength of the Alliance on the outpost and determine our next step.
Take the Celestra
Morale continues to rise, due in part of the number of habitable planets we encounter and the reintroduction of amenities we enjoyed before the destruction of the Colonies. Once again, although on a limited scale, we are able to partake of music and the theater and when the occasion warrants, even indulge in ceremony.
And only a short while after we gathered to honor Commander Kronus in duty, so must we now gather again to honor him in death. Let us remember him not only as a warrior who died heroically in conflict, but as a man who lived in pursuit of excellence. Now we return this warrior to the cradle of space.
The Hand of God
I'm picking up something. Just rising on the back side of the planet. Oh, no. No!
Starbuck?
Get out of here! It's a Cylon base star!
[referring to the Cylon base star] She has 300 fighters, carries two long-range mega-pulsars here, and here, and over 100 laser turrets. She's an orbiting killer, capable of destroying every ship we have, including the Galactica.
Good luck! [To Adama's incredulous/cynical look] If they don't succeed, I die, too.
Who picked you for this mission?
I did.
You really want to get yourself killed, don't you?
What's that supposed to mean?
Ever since you lost Serina, you've taken every high-risk mission.
Serina has nothing to do with it.
She was a very lovely woman, Apollo. But she's dead.
Look, can we just drop this?
No, we can't just drop it! [tearful] You think you have the corner on loneliness here?! I'm sorry.
It's all right.
I guess we've been at each other's throats ever since we met.
Yeah, I guess we have.
Except for lately. You've included me in your tight little circle of friends, and I appreciate that, Apollo.
Yeah; well, I realized I'd been a little hard on you.
Did you ever think about the fact that maybe two people who snap at each other for no reason are doing it to avoid their real feelings? I've thought about it quite a bit. [kisses Apollo] Be careful.
Cassiopeia (near tears): You just don't understand, do you?!
Yes! I do understand! I just don't see the sense of dwelling on what might go wrong! (quieter) It's a lousy way to live.
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