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Previously on Battlestar Galactica.

Hera!

Were you with us a moment ago?

In the lobby of the opera house?

I don't know. I was there, too. And so was Hera.

If that's me lying there, then what am I?

She took these from her own mortal remains.

The blood on these dog tags is a 100% proof-positive match

for one Kara Thrace.

Sam!

We tried hooking him up to the main power grid,

thought it might reset his neural net.

This has been happening all over the ship.

Power surges, temperature fluctuations.

And now you're telling me it's been him all along?

That for me?

Hera wrote the notes to a song that

my father used to play to me when I was a child.

The same song that led us to Earth.

There's a pattern that I can't see.

But I think that you can.

So we are going to pick it apart until we figure it out.

That's impossible. Somebody saw her.

What the hell is going on up there?

Boomer took Hera. Just walked right out of the daycare.

Job well done. You go get some rest.

Don't worry. We'll take good care of her.

Boomer. No. Boomer.

If Cavil's plan all along was to steal Hera so he could study her,

he'll take her to the colony.

It's where we and the Centurions went after the first war.

We're abandoning ship, Tigh.

Put out the orders. I want the crew

to start stripping down Galactica.

Pack in all the weapons and gear.

Let's start off-loading civilians by tomorrow.

Full crews and ordinances transferred by the end of the week.

To Galactica, best ship in the fleet.

To Galactica.

I've commanded two Battlestars

and three escorts before that.

Come on, Bill. Don't be like that.

There's nothing to get all upset about.

Billions of cubits worth of equipment entrusted to me,

not to mention thousands of lives.

It's one hour of your life.

Look, sometimes there are things you just gotta do, all right?

Do you always drink and drive?

I drink. He drives.

You like having things done for you, don't you?

It certainly beats having to do them for yourself.

Don't you?

No, I prefer not to rely on others as much as possible.

Less chance of being let down that way.

Well, since you've allowed yourself

to be in my capable hands for this evening,

here's hoping I won't let you down.

I'll drink to that, Doctor.

You can... You can call me Gaius, actually. If you want.

This is crazy, but I've actually forgotten your name.

Hello? Yes, it is.

Hello. How are you?

What? What?

Oh, my Gods. When was this?

Well, listen, just... I'm so sorry.

If you just wait there, and I'll be around as soon as I can...

No, please. You have to wait. You have to... You can't...

You will wait there, or I'll sue you for abandonment.

Yeah, I will.

Well, I don't know how long it's going to take. Just wait.

I'm coming. I'm coming right now.

Give our love to Sidney.

I will. Goodbye.

Bye.

That was a great shower.

Oh, my Gods.

That was amazing. I'm just gonna clean up a little bit here.

Okay, Laura, no cleaning.

Just a little. No, this is the last bottle,

and you and I have to share it.

You promised me we'd finish all the champagne.

All right. Oh, boy, we drank a lot.

Well, they did. They did.

What about me?

No. Pregnant girls only get gifts.

Just a sip.

A sip? Just a sip.

All right. Just one. Little.

Little.

Go ahead. Stop!

Enough.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh!

That was lovely, Laura. Thank you.

Well, it's the least I could do for my little sister.

Hey, I thought I was your little sister.

Okay, you are my really little sister.

Oh, boy.

How about that woman with Mrs. Anderson?

Why did she bring those?

What was that?

I don't know, but, you know, there's always one.

Frak me. He's early.

Just a second!

Coming!

Hi, I'm... You must be...

Lee, yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm sorry. I'm Kara. Come on in.

That's very nice. You didn't have to do that.

I'll take those. Put them in some water.

Zak!

Nice place.

It's a rattrap, but the rent's cheap.

No, it's...

It's got real charm.

And you're a terrible liar. We should play cards.

I hold my own.

I'm sure you do. Zak!

You just get uglier every day. Hey, there he is.

How are you?

I see you've met my better half,

and this one's mine. Keep your hands off.

And a girlfriend stealer for a brother. Nice!

Never stole his girlfriend. Mmm-hmm.

Really bad liar right here.

Yeah, no, we figured that out already.

Zak, get the drinks.

Dinner's almost ready. Yes, sir.

I don't know what to say. I'm sure it was a mistake.

Nothing in my contract about being stabbed with a steak knife.

She been stealing. She been stealing while I've been sleeping.

No one is stealing from you, Dad, all right?

Now you just shut up. You're in enough trouble already.

I'm out of here. You're lucky I don't call the cops.

Yes. Yes, we are, Nurse Barbara.

Thank you. Now, listen, I'll pay you double, triple.

I thought I asked you to wait in the car.

This be the new one you be banging, eh?

None of your bloody business. Nurse Barbara, please. I've got 500 cubits, 1,000.

1,000 frakking cubits for you to stay the night!

Please! I'll take all the knives away!

He'll be on liquid diet forever.

Just spend one frakking night!

How about you, love?

Bet you charge a lot more than that, eh?

Shut your filthy mouth. Stop being so disgusting.

This is your father, Gaius. Not that you'd ever know it.

You see, Gaius is ashamed of his family. I need this.

I need this like a frakking hole in the head. Even his accent.

Stupid bastard actually changed his accent. Would you believe that?

That is the third nurse in a row now, Dad.

The third nurse.

Do you have any idea how much this is costing me?

How much it costs, that's all he cares about now.

Not the way he was brought up, I can tell you.

But he don't like to think about that.

No, he don't like to think about living on a farm

and doing a day's honest, hard work.

All right. All right. All right.

Enough! Enough! Shut up! Shut up right now!

I won't stand here one moment longer

and listen to your ridiculous working-class-hero rant.

Look at you! Look at your shirt that I bought you.

How you dribble and treat these things.

I'll break it down for you, Dad!

You're an obnoxious, spiteful, cantankerous old git,

and you're frakking lucky you're not living on the frakking street!

Big man cursing his father.

Makes you feel important, don't it?

Gaius, maybe we should... Maybe you should've stayed in the car,

which is what I asked you to do.

I'm afraid that I'm going to have to ask you to leave now.

I'm sure that the driver can see you to your home.

I'm gonna spend the rest of this lovely evening with my dad.

Good night.

Good morning.

I'm Officer Stephanie and this is Officer Shawn

with the Caprica City Police.

Are you Laura Roslin?

Yes, I am.

We need to speak with you.

May we come inside? Yes, please do.

We're so sorry. We have to inform you

there's been a terrible accident.

Late last night, your sisters and your father were all killed.

We weren't able to verify the identity

of the bodies until a few hours ago.

The driver of the other vehicle is in stable condition,

and preliminary tests indicate he was intoxicated

when he sideswiped the car with your father and your sisters.

Thank you. Please show yourselves out.

We're sorry for your loss.

I don't know. I don't know what she's doing.

I think she wants us to cut the pain medication.

I don't think she knows what she wants.

Doctor...

Okay, go ahead and shut it off.

There's only so much of Galactica to go around.

You'd think we were retiring 10 Battlestars.

Excuse me, Mr. President, sir. One second.

Tell the captains they are padding their requests.

Send it back. Sir, if you have a minute.

Just one second.

Yes, Specialist, what is it?

I know this is not your problem, sir,

but they want us to tear the mag cellerators from the launch tubes.

Well, the civilian ships can use them as auto-loaders.

Sir, it's like we're tearing the old girl's heart out.

A Battlestar's whole purpose is to launch Vipers.

I kind of know how you feel. Part of my heart's here, too.

Tell you what, make the cellerators

the last thing your men take out.

Then turn out the lights and let the old girl die in peace.

Yes, sir.

Well, after the blast, everyone else's numbers are down,

which gives us solid majority

on over half the civilian ships in the fleet.

I mean, no one else comes even close

to having that kind of political power.

Our time is here, Gaius.

She's right, Gaius. The end times are approaching.

Humanity's final chapter is about to be written,

and you... You will be its author.

Gaius, did you hear me? This is it.

This is it, Gaius.

There's never enough, you know.

Never enough money, fame...

Women.

The more you want, the more you need, the more you want.

There's always a hunger for

more money, greater fame...

Different women.

Oh, yeah? It's a tragedy, your life.

The point I'm trying to make, Calvin,

the point you're missing,

is that there's a certain futility

in centering one's entire life

around trying to satisfy appetites

that can truly never be sated.

So, if you could do your life over,

what would you change?

Sorry, sir.

As I was saying,

the old man intends to fly the last Viper off ship himself.

Tell the deck gang to leave one launch tube intact,

set to remote pilot launch. Yes, sir.

You'll never make admiral like that.

Eat it.

You haven't eaten in days.

You have to eat it now, all.

No!

You're in big trouble.

So, you wonder how to prevent gimbal lock

in a turn, lateral turn, of greater than 6 G's.

It's quite easy, actually. You just weld

this baby at the T- joint at the medial axis...

Lieutenant...

Wait, wait, wait...

We can get in a lot of trouble.

Do you know what you're doing?

Yes.

As long as you know!

They're all the same, Karl.

No, they're different.

You know they're different.

How you felt about Boomer, that was different.

That's why you did what you did.

I did what I did because I'm a frakking idiot.

A 2,000-year-old idiot who cannot learn the simplest lesson.

Machines are not people.

They're just machines.

My wife, Athena,

is a person. She's a blow-up doll, Karl. They all are.

Athena, Sharon, Boomer. Call them what you will. They're all the same.

They're all the same, because we made them the same.

Don't blame yourself, but you can't trust them.

You can't trust any of them.

Frak. You didn't hear that, all right? Let me help you.

These are...

Pilots from the memorial wall.

We wanted to take them with us, you know,

so we wouldn't leave them behind with the others.

The others? Lot of photos still down there.

Nobody knows who they are anymore.

Probably friends and relatives of people on Galactica

who died somewhere along the way.

Admiral?

As you were.

Bear it in mind?

Well, when will you bear it in mind?

You haven't even listened to my proposal.

I'm not even saying it'll necessarily be me.

My people deserve a voice in the government.

Now, I'm literally talking about the lives

and well-being of thousands of people in the fleet.

Is that what you were thinking about

when you outted Starbuck's secret?

The well-being of thousands of people?

Or the political gain of Gaius Baltar, again?

Is that what this is about?

Does everything have to be reduced to

your personal feelings about Kara Thrace?

Listen to me, Mr. Adama.

Lee.

I'm asking to have a genuine conversation.

Please.

Five minutes.

I'll be back in five minutes.

Five minutes inside.

And you think there's some kind of meaning in these musical notes?

I don't know. I'm just groping, mostly,

looking for patterns, trying to see what comes to me.

I thought that if I assigned numbers to the notes...

I don't know.

What Baltar said the other day, is it the truth?

Yeah.

I found my body, and I burned it on Earth.

I don't know what I am.

I have to ask him a question.

Do you know how to plug him in?

Yeah.

Hey.

I know what you are.

You're my daughter.

Don't forget it.

You're on pace to land in the hall of fame someday,

but you still haven't won a championship,

and now the C-Bucks are in a rebuilding year.

If you don't get to hoist the cup before you retire,

will you consider your career to be incomplete?

Well, right now, I'm just focused on getting stronger

and helping out the team any way I can.

Um...

I...

Yeah.

Hmm.

Look, you want to know the truth?

I don't really care about the stats or the cup

or the trophy, or anything like that.

In fact, even the games aren't that important to me, not really.

What matters to me is the perfect throw, okay?

Making the perfect catch, the perfect step and block,

it's perfection. That's what it's about.

It's about those moments when you...

When you can feel the perfection of creation,

the beauty of physics, the wonder of mathematics. You know, the elation

of action and reaction,

and that is the kind of perfection

that I want to be connected to.

Spins and turns. Angles and curves.

The shape of dreams half-remembered.

Slip the surly bonds of earth and touch the face of perfection.

A perfect face. Perfect lace.

Find a perfect world for the end of Kara Thrace. End of line.

He says a lot of things.

Go ahead. Ask your question.

You ask him.

Let's forget for one moment that you're the son of the admiral...

Shut the frak up.

Get to the frakking point. You got five minutes. Speak.

Galactica has been more than our guardian.

She's literally a vessel into which we have poured

all of our hopes and dreams,

and when she's gone, when we can no longer derive the security

from looking out a window and seeing her massive bulk gliding by,

then this life will be over

and a new life will have begun,

a new life that requires a new way of thinking.

Now, I am willing to do anything,

anything I can to make this new life a good one.

All I am asking is that my people

have a voice in the government.

I represent thousands of people.

They deserve to be enfranchised

just as much as anyone else.

I'm not talking about myself.

This is not for me personally.

Come on, Lee. It makes sense.

You know it's the right thing to do.

What I know

is that in all the years that I've known you, I've never seen you make

one truly selfless act.

Right.

Never seen you do something

that didn't, on some level, serve the greater needs

of Gaius frakking Baltar.

So, no, I won't take your hand.

And I won't bring you or any representative

from your movement into the government.

Right. So, that's what it boils down to.

My people can't get representation

because I personally haven't passed

Lee Adama's selfless altruism test.

I haven't been a goody-goody and worn a badge of honor.

I don't think you've passed Gaius Baltar's test.

Go ahead, look me in the eye and tell me about the time

that you made a truly heroic act of conscience

which helped you not even in the slightest.

Tell me! I'll even believe you.

You're right.

I wouldn't trust me, either.

Holy frak.

I dare you. I double-dog dare you.

Get out of here! Come on! Come on.

Come on.

Come on!

Attaboy. Attaboy!

Frak.

Stupid frakking bird.

Can I have your attention, please?

I'm sure you're all aware

that a child was abducted from this ship recently.

I thought that a rescue mission was impractical.

Well, I was wrong.

He didn't say where he got the information,

but Starbuck was there, so I bet he talked to Anders.

Yeah. I know. Pretty freaky.

He thought that a rescue mission

was impractical because he didn't know

where she was being held. But that's changed now, I guess,

because he does know where she's being held.

Of course, knowing where the colony is is not nearly the same thing

as being able to actually get her out.

This is insane. You know that, right?

What I know is that Hera has some meaning

that transcends the here and now.

She is meant to fulfill a role, just as we were.

So we're going, the five of us.

Oh, you're making decisions for all of us now.

You'll go, Tory.

Truth is, you never could be alone.

Yeah, the mission is to be strictly volunteer only.

Any man or woman over the age of 15.

And the Admiral also wants any former colonial officer or crewman

incarcerated after the recent mutiny.

Yeah. Yeah, that's it.

Everyone has to make their own choice,

and they have to do it in person.

The old man is waiting on the hangar deck.

Set in-port watch until you get back.

Watch-keepers report to the admiral's quarters

to declare yourselves in person.

Move.

You know what you're gonna do?

Not exactly.

Well, take your time.

It takes approximately four minutes to get down there.

It's really happening.

We're going after her.

Or what's left of her.

Cavil's probably had her sliced and diced

and cut up into 1,000 specimens...

Stop it. Just stop it, okay?

She's still alive, and she's still out there, and we're gonna get her,

and everything's gonna be all right.

It's not gonna be all right, Karl.

No. You're wrong.

You're wrong.

Dots. Lots and lots and lots of dots.

She's clearly very gifted.

She hasn't eaten in days.

I think we should begin intravenous nutritional supplements

to build up her strength before we begin testing.

She wants her mother.

Well, she can't have her mother, now, can she?

I'm sorry. I forgot to sound all soppy and soft

when speaking of the child. She is a child, a frightened one.

She's a half-human, half-machine object of curiosity

that holds the key to our continued existence

somewhere in her genetic code.

So let's get a tube in her and get her ready.

Just don't get us bounced out of here, all right?

Galactica's the end of the line for pilot teams.

We get kicked out of here, we're boots on the ground from now on.

I know. I know it's crazy.

I should stop.

I should stop, yes. I will, I will.

But you can't stop, right?

Right. I just feel so alive when I'm with him!

Like the way you're supposed to always feel but you just never do.

Yeah, I know what that's like.

I know it's been three months. I know that.

I do too go out. I do.

I do.

Uh-uh.

No.

Uh-uh.

No, I'm not joining Adar's presidential campaign.

I don't care.

Because I don't like politics to begin with,

and a national campaign is just so blah.

Oh, Gods. You are relentless.

Okay, okay. I'll make a deal.

I'll go on the date if you'll stop bugging me about this campaign.

How young is he?

I know. Okay. I made a deal.

What's Mr. Perfect's name?

Sean. I like that name. Sean what?

Sean Ellison? Sounds familiar.

Okay. All right. Bye.

No one should feel obligated to join this mission in any way!

This is a decision I have made for myself.

If it turns out that there are not enough personnel

to crew Galactica,

I will lead a Raptor assault with anyone who is willing to join me.

Let there be no illusions!

This is likely to be a one-way trip.

So don't volunteer out of sentiment or emotion.

There is a line running down this deck.

Volunteers, move to the starboard side!

Everyone else to the port.

Make your choice.

Doc.

The Fleet can't afford to lose a doctor.

Go on back, Sherman, and thank you.

Like you got something better to do.

Excuse me. Thank you.

You didn't think you were gonna take off without me, Admiral, did you?

It never crossed my mind, Madam President.

Jump complete. Frak!

Plot us a way the hell back out of here.

Right. You got it.

Figures that a brain-damaged Cylon would send us hunting

in the middle of an asteroid field.

The more things change, the more they stay the same.

You got a recon mission where someone needs

to hang their ass over the edge

and wait for a bite, send Racetrack and Skulls.

Well, beats sitting in a cell.

Long-range dradis just picked something up.

Holy frak, we're right on top of a singularity.

A black hole? Where away?

7-3-8 carom 8-8-2. We're already sliding toward it.

Spin up the FTL. We're getting out of here.

Frak me.

What?

You're not gonna believe this.

Based on the coordinates we got from Sam,

we have determined that the Cylon colony is located here.

It's within our jump range, but there's a sizable catch.

It's located within an accretion disk of a naked singularity.

It's a strategically-sound position.

The colony's bound within the gravity well of the black hole,

but maintains a stable orbit.

How do we get in there? Look at all the crap

floating around in that current.

There is no way to navigate that current.

The tidal stresses are too strong.

It would rip the ship apart before we got within 10 SU.

But there is one safe jump spot.

It's where they bring their baseships in and out.

We got lucky. Two baseships jumped in and out

while the Raptor was taking pictures.

This right here is our only parking spot.

That's right on top of the frakking thing.

Less than one click, by our estimates.

One click?

Point-blank range.

And you can bet that they will have every gun in that colony

pointed at that parking spot of yours.

That's what I'd do.

Leave only one way in and out,

then make it impossible to get past the gates.

All right.

Let's get to work.

40? I've never paid more than 30 on Picon.

This ain't Picon.

All right, you got me there.

This ain't Picon. All right, 40.

Show him a good time.

I don't want a lap dance, okay?

Try it! You'll like it.

Keep the 40, he deserves it. Thank you.

So, are you gonna take the job or not?

Maybe I should just do it.

Letting my pride get in the way.

Now you're talking.

I mean, who cares? It's one hour of your time,

and then you have a whole new life,

a life without midnight watches or drills or Fleet politics

or the inspections or any of that crap.

Life! You could be here every night.

He won't be here every night.

Can hardly get him here once.

To retirement?

What do you say?

To retirement.

Yeah! Yes!

You're fired up.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

Help me up, boys. Help me up.

Yeah!

Look at that.

She's the finest kind, my Ellen, the finest kind.

If you don't participate in the political conversation,

then you are giving up your voice.

You're giving up your right to have a say

in the way that our society is run.

What?

You've really bought into all that crap, haven't you?

I do, proudly.

And so have you, by the way. Yeah. Really?

'Cause that's what the uniform stands for. It's what we train to defend.

Oh, you didn't. It's true.

No, no, no, no. That's sad. That's sad. Yes!

It's cute, but it's sad.

Let me guess, he's going on about voting

and its importance to a democratic way of life again.

So, you were listening.

You didn't tell me that your brother's an idealistic dreamer.

Dreamer? The sad truth is, he's not.

Beneath that romantic exterior

lies the heart of a true cynic.

Really? This is going to be fascinating. Things are looking up.

Yeah, it's one of the many, many, many reasons

that him and Dad aren't on speaking terms anymore.

Oh, come on. Family angst and drama. I love it.

Come on, boys, let's open up some old wounds.

No, let's not. Dad believes in the system,

believes in the uniform, believes in something greater than himself.

Correction. Dad believes in himself,

his uniform, his system, his way of life,

and if you're not with him in that tiny little bubble,

then you might as well not exist.

If you hate him so much, why'd you follow in his footsteps?

Touch�.

Service gave me four years of college.

I gave the service four years in return.

Simple as that. See? A cynic.

Right through to that big empty space that used to hold his heart.

Honey, I think I'm starting to like your brother.

You must be Sean.

Yeah, I must be.

I hope so.

I'll take these. They're beautiful. Thank you. You're welcome.

Do you like white wine? I do.

Kind of awkward, huh?

Blind date and all?

No, it's not, really.

It's just that I have this feeling that I know you.

Oh? Mmm-hmm.

Really? Mmm-hmm.

There you go, Sean.

Thank you. Welcome.

So, wait a minute.

You were one of my students.

Yeah, guilty as charged.

I mean, as soon as Marcy mentioned your name I knew,

but I didn't want to tell her.

And you knew I was old enough to be your...

Teacher? Yeah.

But I graduated some time ago.

Should I go? Did I say you should go?

I didn't say you should go.

The night's young. Apparently, so are you. Let's see what happens.

Sean.

Thank you.

You wouldn't do it.

For that kind of money? Gods damn right I would.

No, you wouldn't.

Look me in the eye and tell me that you'd do it,

that you'd do it for a civilian desk job.

I want to hear it come out of your mouth. Say it!

I frakking knew it.

Yeah!

Come on, soldier.

I love you guys. Yeah.

You guys are my family.

Oh, my Gods. Oh, my Gods. Come on.

I love you, brother. Come on, big boy.

Legs. All right. In you go.

You want out? Yes. Please. Thank you.

Well, he never could hold his liquor.

Unlike his brother.

Hey, I'm still standing.

Which means it's time for shots.

Yes!

Where is Bill?

He took a walk.

Look at all my rent money.

I will never have to work again.

Tell me again you're really quitting this time.

Well, that depends on the old man.

But you're older than him, you know.

Saul!

When are you gonna strap on your own pair

and stop following him around like some lovesick kid?

You always have to go one step too far, don't you, Ellen?

It's the truth, Saul! You wanna know something?

That man has ten times more integrity

and guts than anyone I've ever met.

And if that is not worth following,

then I don't know what the frak is.

Fine. Go ahead with your real lover.

You'll come back to me, Saul, you always do.

There's no need to torture yourself, Gaius.

Just trust in God's plan for you.

What is God's plan for me?

Well, you're following it right now.

Am I?

By taking charge of mankind's remnants

and guiding them to their end.

End of what?

Gaius.

We're ready to go. Five seconds, Paulla.

Okay. I'm just...

I'm already taken care of, actually.

I didn't say it was for you.

A woman of many talents.

With a whole bag of tricks.

Right.

Are you thirsty before...

What the hell are you doing here?

No, I'm sorry, what exactly is...

What exactly is...

How did you get in here?

Your friend let me in.

Yeah, I see you've poured some ambrosia, thank you, Calvin.

Should I go? What you should do is go upstairs,

turn left, hit the bedroom and get ready.

Round the mountain we shall go

We shall go, we shall go

I think you ought to run along home now, Calvin, don't you?

You are in big frakking trouble, you better believe me.

You don't think I'm gonna tell your mom about this?

Total abuse of my respect.

It's very touching.

Befriending the neighbor's geek son.

You're intruding in my home.

He worships you, you know that?

Look, I think it would be a good idea if you left

before I inform the authorities.

Fine, fine. If that's the way you want to play it,

then you see, I'm ringing the police. I'm dialing.

Hello, police department, please.

I found your father a new place to live.

Yeah, I'd like to...

What?

The Regency. Down by the wharf.

Very tony address.

Full-time care, social activities, medical staff.

And the best part,

they encourage residents to garden and grow their own food.

Julius will be a farmer again.

His things are being moved this very moment by the staff.

They'll be set up in his new room

exactly how he had them in the apartment.

He loves it.

Loves?

Once I showed him around the facility.

Your father's a very complicated man, Gaius,

but there's a few simple things that make him very happy.

The last time I saw him,

he seemed happy.

I'm leaving Ishay enough for two more rounds of injections.

That should keep you on your feet for another 48 hours.

Two days. Okay. That should be enough.

You're using up the last little bit of life you got. You realize that, don't you?

Yes. You've made that clear to me several times.

Mmm.

Right. That's it. You're done.

Thank you. Thank you.

Enough.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'm just doing my job.

No.

You've done much more than that. You've taken a patient who should've died

years ago, and you've given her a chance,

despite cancer and the Cylons and her own obstinate nature.

And you've given me the little time I have left,

and for that, you have my...

My heartfelt gratitude

and my thanks.

Well, I don't know what to say.

No, no, don't, don't.

Don't spoil your image. Just light a cigarette and go and grumble.

She's your patient now, Ishay.

Ishay, I can barely see straight.

I'm not surprised.

You're so pumped full of drugs you could float off this bed.

Okay. Two days?

All right, two days.

The plan's just starting to take shape, but one thing's clear.

Raptors get the toughest job, as usual.

This will require some special piloting skills, and I mean special,

threading a needle while you're on a rollercoaster special.

While it seems a little redundant at this point,

the word's come down that it's a volunteer assignment, so...

That's my Raptor wranglers.

Always looking for new and interesting ways to get killed.

I'm not going to lie to you boys. We are thin on intel on this one.

The Cylons believe that the most logical place for Cavil to have taken the girl

is deep into the interior of the colony.

Best guess. Right here.

We'll be in too close for nukes. Same thing goes for missiles.

No, this is going to be strictly a gun battle.

Like two old ships on the line, slugging it out at point-blank range.

I want the gun captains to do their job and start firing immediately

and to continue to fire until they run out of ammo.

Then, I want them to start throwing rocks.

They're gonna have every gun trained directly on us as soon as we jump in.

If we have any shot at this,

we're gonna have to interrupt their fire control systems.

And just how the hell is Sam supposed to help with that?

If we can plug him into Galactica's dradis, FTL and C3 systems,

his mind should then be able to directly communicate with the colony's Hybrids

once we jump in.

Theoretically, his mind should still be able to control their commands

and slow down their response time.

Okay.

Let's do it, I guess.

There's a catch.

Routing hardware connections from all those systems all over the ship

into this room is gonna take weeks.

It's a lot easier, faster if we just move him to the existing lines.

Okay, where's that?

Well, the best place is the CIC.

You're out of your frakking minds.

It's the best and fastest way to hook him up.

I'm not gonna hook up a Cylon into the CIC.

Admiral, it is the only way. No.

And that means no.

I'm not crossing that line.

You had us all cross a line.

Me, Sam, Lee, the President, everyone.

We are out here on this crazy-ass mission

because you couldn't leave that little girl behind.

It is time for you to cross that line.

This ship, this precious hunk of metal,

hooked up to a Cylon, that hits you where it hurts?

It's always everyone else sacrificing

our blood, our lives, our honor,

while you stand there on your high horse and we bleed around you.

For you.

I'll come back in a bit.

Chief.

Hook Anders up to CIC.

I need someone to lead this Fleet

who I trust and demands universal respect.

So the Baseship and the Fleet are yours.

Thank you, sir. I won't let you down.

I know you won't.

And I'll see you at the rendezvous.

If we're not there in 12 hours, we won't be coming.

Yes, sir.

Good hunting, sir.

Thank you, Admiral Hoshi.

Still not too late to flush them all out the airlock.

Take too much time.

I suppose this is what you could call poetic justice.

Or what goes around, comes around. Either way,

congratulations, Mr. President.

Thank you, Mr. Adama, and the best of luck.

Admiral Hoshi, sir. Sir.

The "sir" has... Right. Good luck.

You too, sir.

President of the Colonies, Admiral of the Fleet, departing.

All right, last Raptor out, people, last Raptor out.

Anyone left behind, your ass belongs to us.

Great. Can we tuck this in there?

Listen, I'm not coming with you.

Gaius, please, Gaius, our people need you. I've made up my mind.

I don't belong to you, Paulla. I never belonged to you.

You appropriated me.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I led you to believe...

They're all yours now, Paulla. Enjoy them.

Pilot, you have your passengers.

Gaius. Don't do this.

Maybe I'll see you in the next life.

Doctor.

This is so frakking crazy I can barely stand it.

Have faith, Tory.

In what?

Human ingenuity?

Luck of the Gods? Random chance?

We have to try.

That little girl may very well hold the key

to the survival of the entire Cylon nation.

If she can bear children... Children?

Who gives a frak?

What about us? What, we're supposed to die happy

because Hera can have kids and the entire Cylon nation can survive?

Come on. What good does that do me?

Galactica. Baseship actual.

Flag has been transferred to the Baseship,

and our Vipers are ready to take over CAP duties for the Fleet.

Roger that, Baseship. You have the CAP.

Safe journey. Godspeed, Galactica.

Let's go around the horn.

This is the XO.

All combat stations prepare to report.

FTL. Go.

We'll set up triage here. Just prep the table the way that I do.

Weapons. Go.

Tactical. Separate out the wounded.

Go. Those we can save, and those we can't.

Engineering. Go.

How will I know?

Take this marker.

Damage control. Go.

Put an "X" on the forehead of those who are too badly hurt,

and you'll know when you see them.

Main batteries. Go.

Engine room. Go.

We're next.

Sick bay.

Sick bay to go.

Viper wing. Go.

Assault One. Go.

Assault Two.

Go.

Reserve forces.

Go.

Com One. Go.

Sorry. Caprica.

Com Two. Go.

What are you doing here?

I don't think you should be here.

Probably been in more battles than you have.

Fair point. Life support.

Emergency systems standing by.

Yeah, I suppose the more pertinent question is what am I doing here.

What the hell was I thinking?

Secure blast doors on all decks.

Ellen.

I think we're a go up here.

All stations report, sir.

Connect me just to the ship.

This is the Admiral.

Just so there'll be no misunderstandings later,

Galactica's seen a lot of history,

gone through a lot of battles,

this will be her last.

She will not fail us

if we do not fail her.

If we succeed in our mission, Galactica will bring us home.

If we don't,

it doesn't matter anyway.

Action stations!

Start the clock. Start the clock.

Jump on my mark.

Five, four, three, two, one. Mark.

We can't take much of this.

It's time, Sam.

Look through the eye to know thyself.

One of the Final Five must be disrupting our systems.

It's Anders. Has to be.

He's hooked up to the frakking Hybrids somehow.

We gotta do this the hard way.

The colony Hybrids are offline.

They'll be launching Raiders any minute.

Go.

Launch all wings.

Birds are away.

All ahead, flank speed. Three, two, one. Hit it!

All hands brace for impact.

Assault One, standby.

Here they come, let's take them!

Light it up.

Assault team, on me.

You guys scout me out, okay?

Pressure. We've got pressure, sir. One atmosphere.

Assault One, we got pressure.

Alpha Team, helmets off.

Move out.

I think we lost Cartwheel.

Dradis is almost useless out here.

I hope that works both ways. Any sign they've spotted our approach?

I haven't looked at the instruments in a while.

I don't think you want me to start now.

Maybe not.

Let's go weapons hot, Skulls. We're getting close.

You sure about that?

No, but I don't wanna come out of this crap with cold weapons, either.

Nukes are hot.

You know, this reminds me of that time back during...

Battery Three, redirect your fire 10 degrees starboard.

Concentrate on taking out the Cylon batteries.

Hotdog and Ladykiller,

concentrate on taking out Cylon Raiders coming in at 084 count...

All right, Galactica. We got them.

We have a hard seal. Go.

You're gonna just keep doing the tests?

Even with the colony coming down around your ears?

I think you overestimate their chances.

They may have confused our Hybrids temporarily,

but we have superior firepower and superior numbers,

and in the end, it's all about mathematics.

Sam. Sam, listen to me.

You're pushing too much energy through the ACS.

You gotta back off, or you're gonna blow the main bus, you hear me?

Sam!

There are secrets within lies, answers within riddles.

Lay off the ACS, you betcha, Galen.

Open your mind and hear what your heart wants to deny. End of line.

You never should have trusted her.

Trust didn't enter into it.

I simply miscalculated her need to engage in gestures of futility.

We have to assume that she'll try to make contact

with the Colonial forces aboard the colony.

It's time to go on the offensive.

We must be cautious. Too much force could risk killing the child.

Really? You think?

Please continue stating the perfectly obvious.

It fills me with confidence.

I'm proud of you.

What?

For doing this.

For being here when you could've just walked away.

I don't think I ever said it before, but I always wanted to be proud of you.

Guess I always felt that was the only thing missing.

All the pieces are falling into place.

You will hold the future of Cylons and humans in your hands.

I will? I will?

You see them? You see them?

Reconnect me!

Cylons just blew a hole into Deck 21.

Frakking Centurions will be pouring in at platoon strength.