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(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

STARBUCK: Previously on
Battlestar Galactica.

We haven't been properly
introduced. I'm Leoben.

I'm looking forward
to spending a little
more time with you, Starbuck.

We have a lot to talk about!

It's gonna be fun.

Congratulations, Commander.

The Pegasus is
your command.

SKULLS: Hey, I am picking up
a large planetary body.

It's habitable. We may have
just found a world that
can support human life.

ROSLIN: 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.

I take
the office of President
of the 12 Colonies of Kobol.

And I am going to sign
my first executive order

requiring to immediately
establish settlements

on the planet we have come
to know as New Caprica.

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

Go down and cat around
with all the men.

Saul, I want you.

CALLY: At last, a safe haven
we can call home.

Oh, my Gods!

The Cylon fleet,
they found us.

APOLLO: We have to get out
of here, sir.

We can't just leave
all those people behind.

There's nothing we can do.

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

ADAMA:
They'll be wiped out.

We don't have a choice.

We need to get out
of here right now!

Begin jump prep.
We're leaving.

But we'll be back.

The Cylons just
jumped into orbit.

And the fleet's jumped away.
They've left us.

BALTAR:
On behalf of the people
of the 12 Colonies,

I surrender.

I'm looking for Kara Thrace.

(PRISONER SCREAMS)

(COUGHS)

Do you know that every time
they take you out
of this cell,

we come in
here and we change
those little hashmarks

on your little calendar there
you're trying to hide?

(LAUGHING)

Potatoes, gravy,
even some carrots.

Heavenly Father,
we thank you for
the bounty of this table.

ELLEN: Yes.

(CAVIL MOANING)

Yes.

Come on, don't stop.

Come on, come on,
you son of a bitch!

You son of a bitch!

(MOANING)

Oh, yeah.

(CAVIL SHOUTING)

(LAUGHING)

Oh, boy.

(PANTING)

(LAUGHING)

All right, we're armed.

They're inbound.
Let's move!

I need a knife.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I must say,
I quite enjoyed that.

I'm so glad.

And when do I get
what I want?

(EXHALES)

I believe that's happening
right now.

(EXHALING)

We reviewed
your case today,

and I must say there was
great disappointment on
the review committee.

(CLEARING THROAT)

Come on.

We've got to get
you processed.
It'll take an hour or so.

Bureaucracy must be served.

But if you're lucky,
you'll get home
by dinnertime.

Colonel, come on.

I'm not gonna hold
this door open forever.

MAN ON PA: Attention,
New Capricans. Effective
immediately, a pot of water

will be given to residents
in even-numbered pods on
even-numbered days

and odd-numbered pods
on odd-numbered days.
Rationing will be...

Saul!

(EXCLAIMS)

Oh, sweetheart.
What did they do to you?

It's all right. I'm out,
and that's all that matters.

Come on, now,
let's get out of here.

Okay.

Okay, ready? Now!

Oh, for frak sakes.
Come on! Come on!

Is that thing gonna work
or what?

(WHOOPS)

It worked that time.
Come on. Go, go!

Frakking insurgents.

You look so lovely tonight.

I'll see you soon, Kara.

Take your time.

(CHOKES)

(THEME MUSIC)

ROSLIN: "One hundred
and thirty fourth day

"of the Cylon occupation
of New Caprica.

"Today is Mars Day.

"Somehow it seems appropriate
to honor the God of War

"on a day when it feels
like perpetual war

"Is the only realistic
prospect for us.

"We've had no contact with
Galactica since it left
four months ago.

"But I refuse to believe
that Adama has abandoned us.

"Our insurgency has
been striking back
against the Cylons

"whenever
and wherever possible.

"Although at times,
these attacks seem
like futile gestures,

"I believe that they are
critical to morale,

"to maintaining
some measure of hope.

"But in order for
the insurgency to have
a more meaningful impact,

"we need to strike
a high-profile target.

"It is simply not enough
to kill Cylons, because
they don't die.

"They resurrect themselves,
and they continue to walk
among us.

"It is horrifying.

"The Cylon Occupation
Authority continues to
exert complete control

"over the city,
and we remain at their mercy.

"The Colonial Government,
under President Gaius Baltar,

"functions in name only."

Let's review why we're here,
shall we?

We're supposed to bring
the word of God to
the people, right?

To save humanity
from damnation

by bringing the love of God
to these poor benighted
people.

We're here because
the majority of the Cylon

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,

then 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 execute Baltar.

What, what?

That's not gonna happen.

Just because
he's your favorite toy

shouldn't be allowed
to interfere with
the larger issues here.

I think that
I have cooperated...

Gaius is with me.

Anyone who
wants to challenge that
will have to deal with me.

No, it doesn't matter.

If we'd killed him
at the beginning,
it might have worked.

But now most humans
think of him as a traitor

and would 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 manageable size.

I don't know,
say less than 1,000.

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 separated us from
humans for so long.

CAVIL:
And what has it gotten us?

It's not like
they welcomed us with...

Oh, frak it, never mind.
You're all living in
a fantasy world.

Consider the irony in that!

(LAUGHING)

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 ever
experienced love,

you wouldn't have to ask.

ROSLIN: "In recent months,
the Cylons have been
recruiting and training humans

"In an attempt to establish
a human police force.

"It is hard to think
of anything more despicable

"than humans doing
the dirty work
of the Cylons.

"Led to believe
they were merely taking
the civilian security

"out of the hands
of the Cylons,

"the members
of the human police

"have since become
an extension of the
Cylons' corporeal authority.

"And while their names
are kept deeply confidential,

"there's no question
some of them are people
we might least expect.

"Hundreds of us have
been rounded up
by the Cylons,

"held in detention,
questioned, tortured.

"Others have simply vanished.

"In recent weeks,

"we've been gaining access
to some very important
documents

"from a source
within Baltar's
administration.

"No one knows
who this mysterious
benefactor is,

"but he communicates
with the insurgents by
means of a secret signal.

"We pray every day
for the men and women
who risk their lives

"to fight the Cylons.

"They have everything to lose
and such little hope of
something to gain."

Hey, Jake.

There we go.

(SHUSHING)

It looks like Mommy's gonna
get some sleep tonight
after all.

(COOING)

You know, sometimes
I hate everything
about this place.

But sometimes it's magic.

(COOING)

(SIGHS)

I gotta go. Be back
in a couple hours.

One of these days
you're just not gonna
come back, are you?

You'll just vanish,
and that'll be it.

I'll never see you again.

Nick will never know
his father.

A couple hours, promise.

Good to see you, Colonel.

It's good to be seen.

I know you're wondering,
so I'll save you the trouble.

The eye is gone.

Ripped it right out,
onto the floor,

picked it up
and showed it to me.

It looked like
a hardboiled egg.

Big boom today.

Hope that was you two.

Oh, yeah.
A heavy Raider, too.

Good man.
What's our next target?

Well, we got these today.

They're security plans
for the graduation ceremony

of the New Caprica
Police Academy.

These are right out
of the Ministry files.

Where are you getting
this stuff?

Who's your source?

I have no idea.
The source won't tell me
what their name is.

It's probably safer
for all of us.

We've been getting
stuff like this for weeks.

Humans working for the Cylons,
makes me wanna puke.

Yeah, well, all of the top
Occupation brass is gonna
be at the graduation,

even President Baltar.

Gaius Baltar?

Yes, sir.

I think we can get
a shot at him, too.

The problem is, it's gonna
be tough avoiding
human casualties.

Don't avoid them!
Send a message.

You work with the Cylons,
you're a target.

No boundaries for the Cylons,
there's no boundaries
for us!

Anything we can do to
nail that son of a bitch,
Gaius Baltar, is worth doing.

(GROANING)

Where are we
on the wireless?

Nowhere. Every day
we try and contact
the Raptor,

and every day
the Cylons jam
the transmission.

I've asked the inside source
to tell us

which of the Cylon
jamming frequencies
are the weakest,

but so far I've got nothing.

You guys are dreaming.
There's no Raptor there,
okay?

There hasn't been one
for the past four months,
either.

Galactica's not coming back.
They're not.

Accept it.
You watch
your frakking mouth!

There's a Raptor out there
every day, listening for
our wireless call.

It's out there because
that was the plan
if anything happened.

And it's out there because
the old man isn't just gonna
leave us to the Cylons!

The old man left me
to the Cylons, Colonel.

And if it wasn't for my wife
being a royal pain
in the ass

and refusing to let it go,

I would be dead
a year now.

Any word on Kara?

Nothing in four months.

(KEYS JINGLING)

(DOOR OPENING)

LEOBEN:
Hi, honey. I'm home.

(EXHALES)

You kill me, I download,

I come back, we start over.

Five times now.

I'm trying to
help you, Kara.

I only want you to see
the truth of your life,

the reason why you suffered
and you struggled
for so long.

That's why God
sent me to you.

That's why God wants us
to be together.

You're right.

You're right.

And I hear you. I do.

Okay.

So, thank you.

Thank you
for putting up with me.

I'm so sorry.

Put it down, Kara.

Just put it down.

I'm a patient man.

You're not a man.

I'm willing to wait.
You just need more time.

I don't need
more frakking time.
It's never gonna happen.

Of course it's gonna happen.
You're gonna hold me
in your arms.

You're gonna embrace me.
You're gonna tell me
that you love me.

I've seen it.

You're insane.

To know the face of God
is to know madness.

I'm going to bed.

Be nice if you joined me.

(GASPS)

Either way,
you're spending
the night with me.

(LAUGHS)

I do love you, Kara Thrace.

Good night.

Let me out!

Let me out of here!

I don't belong here!
Let me out!

Let me out!

MAN 1: Racetrack, adjust
your center line 20 degrees.

MAN 2: Snowbird Three,
get in formation.

RACETRACK: Okay, Snowbirds,
let's nail this exercise.

MAN 3: How many times
are we gonna run this thing?

RACETRACK: What,
you're not having fun?

Come on, focus, Snowbirds!

HELO: Snowbirds,
Galactica. Regroup
into deployment formation

and proceed to position one.

Snowbird One to Snowbirds,

drop point in eight seconds.

Okay, Snowbirds,
let's get this
deployment bang on.

The Admiral's
watching every move.

RACETRACK: Roger, Kat.

We go on your command.

Bomb bay doors opened.

All Vipers break.
Now, now, now!

RACETRACK: Deploy drones
on my mark.

Three, two, one, mark!

(ALARM SOUNDING)

Frak me!

Gods damn it, Snowbird Four,
what the hell happened?

Can the chatter,
Snowbirds.

This is the CAG.
Abort maneuver.

I say again,
decoy squadron
abort maneuver.

MAN 4: Roger that, leader.

HELO: Snowbirds,
fall back. Abort the drill.
Await further instructions.

RACETRACK: Frak,
they're on my wing.

KAT: Galactica, Kat.
It is a mess out here.

We've got decoy drones
heading every which way.

Request instructions.

Roger that, Kat.
Abort acknowledged.

You're approaching bingo fuel
anyway. Bring your birds
back home.

Belay that.

Strike my last. Stand by.

Launch the tanker bird.

Let them practice
their in-flight refueling
before they recover the drones

and run the exercise
one more time.

Yes, sir. 16 times now, Sir.

The next one
will be 17,
won't it?

Yes, sir.

Launch the tanker.

All units, Galactica.

Recover drones
and prepare to run
training mission again.

We're launching
the tanker bird.

Tanker?
Once you've tanked up,

head back to position Alpha
and prepare for training
run 17.

Galactica out.

What the frak
are they doing over there?

This is the Commander.
Get the Admiral on the line.

Admiral, considering
how long our pilots

have been in the air,
I suggest we recall
the birds

and scrub
the training exercise.

If we can't do this
in a training scenario,

how the hell are we supposed
to pull this off

with Cylon raiders
on our asses?

Huh? Tell me!
What the frak
do you want from me?

I don't know how
we're supposed to do any
of this crap at half strength!

KAT: Collision!
We've had a collision!

APOLLO: Give me
your status, Kat.

KAT: Bingo, Wally,
speak to me!

BINGO: I'm losing
flight control!

I've got red lights
all across the board!

Kat, I'm in a wild spin!
I'm losing hydraulics.
My wing is going.

Galactica, Kat.
I'm declaring an emergency.

Request priority landing
for two bent birds.

Pull them in!
Yes, sir.

Roger that, Kat.
Bring your birds
back home.

Further instructions
to follow.

This whole thing
is frakking insane.

We've got two ships
at half strength.

We've got crews that haven't
seen action in a year
and a half,

and you're acting like the
only problem is they're
not working hard enough?

Have you taken
a look at yourself
in the mirror lately?

You're weak, soft,
mentally and physically.

This isn't about me.

You've had four months
to get your act together.

And so far
all you've been
able to frakking do

is to complain and whine
about how hard it is.

Well, guess what?

It's gonna get a lot harder.
Do you understand me?

Now, I want you to turn around
and get your fat ass
out of here.

Get your men ready,
or I'll find someone who can.

Dismissed!

DUCK: Good shot, Anders.

PLAYER 1: Go ahead
and set it up.

SAM: Move inside!
Give me the ball,
right here!

I don't like this one,
Colonel.

I think we're the ones
crossing the line here.

It's the only way it's
gonna work. The kid's
got access and clearance.

We've got to be square on
this. You can't back out
once you've started.

I'm not backing out.

It's wrong, Colonel.
You know that, don't you?

He's a soldier, Chief.

It's not the first time
we've sent a soldier on
a one-way mission.

You know that,
don't you?

(TYROL SIGHS)

This is different.

This is our best chance
to take out Gaius Baltar.

It may be the only one,
and we're sure as frak
gonna take it.

Ever since they killed Nora,

I've got nothing
to live for.

PLAYER 2: Let's go, set it up.

(PANTING)

Now look me in the eye
and you tell me that you
are committed to this.

I'm committed.

May the Gods be with you.

Some things you
just don't do, Colonel,

not even in war.

Well, maybe you'll feel
different when you're
sitting in detention.

Duck volunteered.
He's going.

ADAMA:
It's a hard thing to say,

but it seems like
I don't know who
my son is anymore.

The same goes
for the crew, the ship.

I feel pretty much alone.
Except maybe for you.

I wish I could
come back a year

and tell that Admiral Adama
about this conversation.

A year's a long time.

Can I ask you something
very personal?

Do you feel guilty about
leaving the people behind
on New Caprica?

I don't do guilt.

You know, a year ago,

when you put me in this cell,
I was at a crossroads.

I sat in here for weeks,
just consumed with rage

at all the things
that had happened to me.

And at some point I realized
it was all just guilt.

I was angry at myself
for the choices
I had made.

Betraying my people,
losing my baby.

So I had a choice.

I could either move forward
or stay in the past.

But the only way
to move forward was
to forgive myself.

You know,
I don't think
Wwe can survive,

I don't think the Fleet
or Galactica or the people
on New Caprica can survive

unless the man at
the top finds a way
to forgive himself.

Two of our pilots
almost get killed

because they've been
in the cockpit
for 11 hours,

and he wants
to bust my balls.

"You're soft."
Can you believe that?

What?

Oh, you agree,
is that it?

Forget it.
I'm not looking for a fight.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
Don't do that.

(CLEARS THROAT)

You got something to say,
come out and say it.

He's right, you are soft.

I'm not talking
about the weight.

You've lost your edge,
your confidence.

You lost your war, Lee.

And the truth is, you're
a soldier who needs a war.

And you don't want to
hear it because you've
got it in your head

that your father's
the soldier,

and you sure don't want
to be like him.

But you are like him.

You're more like him
than you know.

That's one of the reasons
I married you.

(WHIMPERS)

(BEEPING)

Okay, it's working, I think.

Is it working
or isn't it?

They keep jamming us.

So much for our source
on the inside.

Ten minutes left. And lots
of nothing on the wireless
as usual.

Keep an eye out for Raiders.

The last listening bird
almost got popped by
a pair yesterday.

I've almost got it.

(BEEPING)

Oh, frak.
Turn that thing down.

It's working.
It's working.

Time's up.
Spin up the FTL,
and get ready to go.

Hold on.
I'm picking
something up.

It's a Colonial transmission.

It's a low power signal,
but the recognition
codes match.

Oh, yeah, we've got
a link to the ground.

Okay, send the coded response,
spin up the drive,

and let's get the hell
back to Galactica.

We've got a signal.

The Raptor just
made contact with us.

TIGH: What's it say?

"Will make contact
this frequency every
twelve hours.

"Prepare sitrep for
command authority. Have
hope. We're coming for you."

RACETRACK: We made contact!
I say again, we made contact
with the ground.

Colonel Tigh has formed
an insurgent group
against the Cylons,

and now they're
ready and waiting

for instructions on
how to coordinate
the rescue effort.

It's gonna be okay.
It's really gonna be okay.

These are
the surveillance pictures
taken by the insurgents.

I think we can match names
to about 50 of these photos,

but our best guess puts
the total police force
at around 200.

Two hundred.

I wouldn't have believed
there'd be 20 people

who would turn
against their own kind.

I want those names.
I want the rest
of the names.

That's tough. The Cylons
are afraid the population
will go after any human

who joins
the New Caprica Police.

As well they should.

(STUTTERING)

I know I haven't lived
a model life.

I made a lot of mistakes.

I'm gonna need
your protection today.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

GAETA: Mr. President?

CAPRICA SIX:
Good morning, Gaeta.

It's time for
the graduation ceremony.

Oh, yes, the ceremony.

About the ceremony.
There's been a change of plan.

I won't be going.

Security concern.

Don't look so worried.

There'll be
other graduations.

Right. Okay.
I'll just let
the staff know.

I think we should
call off the strike.

There's no reason
to go forward if the
Galactica's gonna come back.

What, pass up
a golden opportunity
to kill Gaius Baltar?

Other than that, Colonel,
I fail to see the point.

Think with your head, Chief,
not with your heart.

The only way they stand
a chance of getting us
off this rock

is if the Cylons are
too distracted battling

a full-blown uprising
when they get here.

All right. If your source
on the inside says Baltar's
not gonna be there, abort.

Otherwise,
stick with the plan.

MAN ON SPEAKER:
...hormonal imbalances
or neurological disorders.

But many have found relief
at the New Caprica
medical center

where a
crack team of human
and Cylon physicians...

(CROWD CHATTERING)

Hey, Duck.

OFFICER: Fall in!

Good morning and welcome
to all graduates.

You are the hope.

You are the dream
of a new tomorrow
for humans and Cylon alike.

And I salute you for the risks
that you have taken for
just showing up today.

Today you begin
a new career

and a new life as
provisional police officers.

And looking out
across this room,

I see the significance
of this new path is
not lost on you.

Congratulations.
It's good to have you with us.

Congratulations, Sergeant.
A dangerous mission.

Congratulations, Captain.
It's great to have you
with us.

I'll see you soon, Nora.

(THEME MUSIC)