I know you're wonderin', so I'll save you the trouble; the eye is gone. They ripped it out onto the floor and showed it to me. Looked like a hard-boiled egg.
S3 E1Occupation
Let's review, why we're here shall we? Uh, we're supposed to bring the word of "God" to save the people, right? To save humanity from damnation, by bringing the love of "God" these poor, benighted people.
We're here because the majority of the Cylons felt that the slaughter of mankind had been a mistake.
We're here to find a new way to live in peace. As God wants us to live.
And it's been a fun ride so far. But I want to clarify our objectives. If we're bringing the word of "God", it follows that we should employ any means necessary to do so. Any means. Yes, fear is a key article of faith as I understand it, so perhaps it's time to instill a little more fear into the people's hearts and minds. Let's uh, let's execute Baltar.
What? What?!
That's not gonna happen.
Just because he's your favorite toy shouldn't interfere with the larger issues here.
I think that I have co-operated-
Gaius is with me. Anyone that wants to challenge that will have to deal with me.
Well it doesn't matter. If we killed him at the beginning, it might've worked. But now most humans think of him as a traitor, and might actually cheer his death.
Fine, fine. We don't kill Baltar. We round up the leaders of the insurgency and we execute them, publicly. We round up at random, groups off the street and we execute them, publicly. Send a message that the gloves are coming off, the insurgency stops now or else we start reducing the human population to a more mangeable size. I don't know, say less than a thousand.
We need to stop being butchers.
The entire point of coming here was to start a new way of life. To push past the conflict that seperated us from humans for so long.
And what has it gotten us? It's not like they welcomed us with, with, frak it, never mind. You're all living in a fantasy world, consider the irony in that! Ha ha! Delusional machines! What's the universe gonna come up with next?
Is it really worth it Caprica? Is the love of that man really worth possibly losing all of this?
If you had ever experienced love, you wouldn't have to ask.
[As a Three moves along the lines, congratulating graduates into the New Caprica Police]
LTLieutenant Tucker "Duck" Clellan
[referring to his dead wife] I'll see you soon, Nora. [detonates his explosive vest]
S3 E2Precipice
...You know, we need to figure out who's side we're on.
Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We're evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go.
[to Laura] You know, sometimes I think that you've got ice water in those veins, and other times I think you're just a naive little school teacher. I've sent men on suicide missions in two wars now, and let me tell you something; it don't make a Gods' damned bit of difference whether they're riding in a Viper or walking out onto a parade ground. In the end, they're just as dead. (puffs on cigarette) So take your piety and your moralizing and your high-minded principles and stick 'em some place safe till you're off this rock and you're sitting in your nice, cushy chair on Colonial One again. I've got a war to fight.
HHelo
Symbols matter. Uniforms, flags, banners - even mascots. They're like pieces of your heart that you can see.
[before going to the rescue mission on New Caprica, to Adama] Can I ask you a question? How do you know? I mean, how do you really know that you can trust me?
I don't. That's what trust is.
[after Roslin apologizes for slapping Tigh in a heated moment]
You see, little things like that don't really matter anymore. In fact, not too frakking much does matter anymore. I got one job here, lady: to keep the Cylons preoccupied with the hornets' nest they've stirred up down here so they're off-balance and out of position when the Old Man shows up in orbit. The bombings? They got the Cylons' attention, they really got their attention, and I am not giving that up.
We are talking about people blowing themselves up.
You know, sometimes I think that you've got ice water in those veins, and other times I think you're just a naïve little school teacher. I've sent men on suicide missions in two wars now, and let me tell you something: it don't make a Gods' damned bit of difference whether they're riding in a Viper or walking out onto a parade ground. In the end, they're just as dead. (puffs on cigarette) So take your piety and your moralizing and your high-minded principles and stick 'em some place safe till you're off this rock and you're sitting in your nice, cushy chair on Colonial One again. I've got a war to fight.
S3 E3Exodus, Part 1
I'll see you at the rendezvous point.
Eighteen hours. Try not to be late.
I'm getting old; I'm a little slow, but I'll be there.
Gods, I wish I could talk you out of this...
You can't. You tried.
You know, Dad, um...
Don't. Don't make me cry on my own hangar deck.
[The Galactica is preparing to jump to New Caprica and begin the rescue]
This is the Admiral. You've heard the news, you know the mission. You should also know there is only one way that this mission ends: and that's with the successful rescue of our people, off of New Caprica. Look around you. Take a good look at the men and women that stand next to you. Remember their faces, for one day you will tell your children and your grandchildren that you served with such men and women as the universe has never seen. And together, you'll accomplish the feat that will be told and retold down through the ages, and find immortality as only the gods once knew. I'm proud to serve with you. Good hunting.
S3 E4Exodus, Part 2
What would you have us do, Gaius?
Leave. Pack up your centurions, and go. Please. Go.
And then what? What would you do if we really just left you here? You'd live out your lives in peace and never trouble yourselves with thoughts of us again? Or would you raise your children with stories of the Cylon, the mechanical slaves who once did your bidding, only to turn against you? Killers who committed genocide against your race, the occupiers of this city until we just ran away? Would you tell them to tell the story to their children, and to their children's children, and nurse a dream of vengeance down through the years so that one day they could just go out into the stars and hunt the Cylon once more?
Blood for blood ...has to stop one day.
[Hot Dog preparing to launch his Viper while the Galactica freefalls through New Caprica's atmosphere]
BCBrendan "Hot Dog" Costanza
Well... this oughta be different.
[in the CIC of the heavily damaged Battlestar Pegasus]
Set main batteries to auto-fire cycle B! Lock engines ahead flank! [into announcement system] This is the Commander: abandon ship, abandon ship! All hands, abandon ship. Report to evac Raptors and jump to rendezvous point! Good work, and I'll see you on the other side.
All right, people, let's move! Out! Let's go! [turns to see Apollo lingering at his station] You too, Commander.
Yes, sir. [starts to leave, but pauses to take one last look at the CIC; addressing the ship herself] Thank you.
I guess you didn't understand my orders.
I never could read your handwriting.
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