[furiously] You swore the same allegiance! What happened to your oath? For seven years, I have done my frakking job and for what? [indicates Colonel Saul Tigh] To take orders from a Cylon? To let machines network our ship? No, you... you are not the leader you were when we started. You're just a sad old man who has let his heart and his affection for a Cylon cloud his judgment.
I want you all to understand this! If you do this, there will be no forgiveness. No amnesty. This boy [referring to Jaffe] died honoring his uniform. You, you'll die with nothing.
I remember you too, Maldonaldo. Big mouth. Not much of a soldier. That doesn't matter, because when this is over, there's gonna be a reckoning. And live or die, it's how you act today that's gonna matter. [abruptly stops walking and turns to face Neward] So what's it gonna be, Neward?
Women and men of the fleet. This is your president. We have come to a crossroads in our long and painful journey. Of all the decisions that I have had to make since assuming the presidency, none was more frightening or more difficult than agreeing to this alliance with the Cylons. But we have come to a crossroads in our long and painful journey. Cylons and humans have been at war for generations; we know nothing else. And we have been locked in a struggle that has seen both sides suffer unspeakable loss. But with our supplies running low and our options limited, our former enemies may represent our last, perhaps our only hope. To those in the fleet and in Galactica who would reject this alliance, I am asking you. No, I am begging you to reconsider and place your trust back in those who have brought you this far, and to reject those traitors who would use your fear of the Cylons to destroy Colonial civilization a...
