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On me, let's move!

Wait.

Tell the old man I owed him one.

Doesn't change anything you did, though.

No.

We all make our choices.

Today I made a choice.

I think it's my last one.

All right, this is really touching. Can we get the hell out of here?

You should know that your Raptor's been destroyed.

You can't go back that way.

Yeah, well, that's not the plan.

Can you not tell her the plan?

Right.

Missed the trap seven times in two days.

There's a new Galactica record.

Regs say that you've washed out, Rook.

Time to look for a new career.

What do you want me to do, sir?

Do you want me to beg for my billet? Do you want me to crawl?

I want you to land your frakking bird without digging holes into my deck.

How's that, huh?

How about being a pilot, an officer worthy of the uniform?

Take your job seriously. Don't let your personal life get in the way.

I've read your jacket, your whole story.

I know that your family's gone, and I know that you have no home.

All you got is the service, and it's slowly slipping away.

All because you're all wrapped up in survivor's guilt,

and you're trying to find a way to wash yourself out.

The doctor's in. Check your neuroses at the door.

A lot of people have died on this ship. There's a lot of ghosts running around here.

You don't want to pull them into your cockpit with you,

because you won't come back alive. Do you understand that?

Yes, sir.

I don't think you do, but maybe someday you will.

For now,

make the trap tomorrow, Rook.

Dismissed.

Thank you, sir. I owe you one.

You and a lot of other people owe me one,

but you know what, very few people ever pay back,

especially the ones that owe you their lives.

I'll pay you back one day, sir, when it really means something.

You do that.

Okay, get this guy cross-checked and set me up a large-bore IV.

I need a set of vitals on this Marine over here.

I want a CT scan here on this one, and get him the frak out of here.

Here we go. It's all right. You're gonna be all right.

He's a goner.

All right, you'll be... You're gonna be all right. Okay.

What took you so long?

Stopped for coffee.

How many other Raptor teams made it?

Haven't seen anybody else.

Okay, back the way we came.

Guns, point. Yes, sir.

We're retracing our steps.

Say again, Apollo!

I cannot copy your last transmission.

This is the XO.

Red stripes to repel boarders, Deck 21, portside, frame 10.

We got the prize. Repeat, we have the prize.

Formed up with Assault Two and are heading back to base.

Roger that. ETA five minutes. Actual out.

Fire! We got a fire up here!

Connect me to Command Unit. Yes, sir!

Move reserve forces to guard airlock.

Assault force is en route. ETA five minutes.

I repeat. ETA five minutes.

We're friendly!

Hold your fire! Friendlies!

Rangel, Peters, form up!

Sorry about that.

Doc, you did good. Thank you.

We'll take Hera. Right. Come on.

Right. Come on.

Come on. Bring Hera.

Get them out of here. Get them out of here.

Fall back. Fall back!

Oh, my Gods. Hera.

Clear.

Gods. Check his status.

Keep that belt tight on and get back here!

Hang on.

Hera!

Hera! Come back here. Hera!

Look at me.

Go. No, you'll bleed out.

Go!

Go!

Okay.

I'm empty.

Two rounds.

Hera!

Hera!

I've been here before.

Yes.

We're supposed to...

Go into the opera house.

This one's still alive.

Get him the hell out of here!

They got the girl.

They've got the little girl!

This makes it a lot easier.

I just take the little girl and I'm out of here.

Not a chance.

Cavil, we won't let you take Hera. You know that.

I know nothing of the kind.

I know I'm going to watch you chase your tails across the universe

for another four years.

That's not gonna happen.

This thing is the key to my people's survival,

and I'm not leaving without it.

Hera's not a thing. She's a child,

and she holds the key to humanity's survival, as well.

And how do you know that?

I see angels,

angels in this very room.

Now, I may be mad, but that doesn't mean that I'm not right.

Because there's another force at work here.

There always has been.

It's undeniable. We've all experienced it.

Everyone in this room has witnessed events that they can't fathom,

let alone explain away by rational means.

Puzzles deciphered in prophecy.

Dreams given to a chosen few.

Our loved ones, dead,

risen.

Whether we want to call that God or Gods or some sublime inspiration

or a divine force that we can't know or understand,

it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter.

It's here. It exists,

and our two destinies are entwined in its force.

If that were true, and that's a big "if,"

how do I know this force has our best interests in mind?

How do you know that God is on your side, Doctor?

I don't.

God's not on any one side.

God's a force of nature, beyond good and evil.

Good and evil, we created those.

You wanna break the cycle?

Break the cycle of birth? Death? Rebirth?

Destruction? Escape? Death?

Well, that's in our hands,

in our hands only.

It requires a leap of faith.

It requires that we live in hope,

not fear.

If I leave you this girl, that means the destruction of my people.

How does our extinction fit into this picture

that you want us to believe in?

We'll give you resurrection.

Saul!

You give us Hera and we will give you resurrection.

But the war ends here.

You leave humanity in peace

and give up the pursuit now and for all time.

Agreed.

How do we know we can take your word for it?

You don't.

You have to make a leap of faith.

It's your call, Bill. I'll back you either way.

I'm losing a lot of men out there.

I can do something about that right now.

Give me that phone.

Patch him through.

Hello? Hello, it's me, Cavil.

Stand down, all forces!

Cease fire immediately!

Galactica, Hotdog.

They're pulling back.

Repeat, they're pulling back!

Everyone,

stand down.

I'm as good as my word.

Admiral, Viper wings aboard. We lost four birds.

Assault forces aboard, and we've lost seven Raptors.

What are they doing?

Each of them knows part of the secret to resurrection,

and they're gonna interact with the data flow in the water

and... I don't know.

It's a lot of complicated technical talk about sharing the information

among the five of them and then transferring

it over to the colonies somehow.

Now, for a moment,

we're going to know everything there is to know about one another.

I'm looking forward to that.

There are certain things that...

That we've all done, certain things that

people would be shocked to learn about.

Hey, I don't mean to rush you,

but you are keeping two civilizations waiting!

Let's just all agree that no matter

what we learn about each other,

we're all Cylons, and we're all capable of making mistakes.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're forgiven for all your dark secrets.

Let's do this.

Any word?

We're getting the data now.

It looks right.

They're downloading the resurrection designs now.

They've broken off the download!

It's a trick! Open fire!

Frak!

We've gotta get out of here!

Starbuck! Jump the ship!

I don't have the rendezvous coordinates!

It doesn't matter!

Just jump us out of here now! Jump!

Just trust yourself.

There must be some kind of way out of here.

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

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

I look at you now and I don't see Kara Thrace.

I see an angel blazing with the light of God. Angel.

Jump!

You're tempting fate.

Mmm.

If I have a fate then it is set, and thinking about it

isn't gonna make it happen any faster.

Okay. Fair enough.

But flying?

When you're thinking about dying...

It's a bad way of doing business.

You're gonna get scared,

and you're gonna start second-guessing yourself.

I'm not scared.

You said that you think about dying

every time that you get into a cockpit.

Uh-huh.

Well, hello!

Yeah, but it doesn't scare me, Lee.

That's what you don't get.

What, so it's Kara Thrace, the fearless warrior?

Right?

No, I know... I know fear,

and I get scared, just...

Just not of dying.

So then, what does scare you?

Mmm...

Sorry.

Being forgotten.

You all right? Yeah, I'm fine.

XO. Sir.

Sitrep. Damage report.

I'm okay, I'm okay, go.

Sir.

Wake the frak up!

What?

You're getting sloppy. Careless.

Stupid.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm not an idiot.

Neither is the XO.

Just be careful, okay?

Okay. All right.

Thanks.

I appreciate the heads-up.

You're welcome.

You know, there's people you can count on and people you can't.

It's good to know the difference between the two.

We're mostly here.

The engines, life support.

There's red lines through her lateral structural members.

She's broke her back. She'll never jump again.

Wherever we are is where we're gonna stay.

Where have you taken us, Kara?

Glad you could join us, Admiral.

Lieutenant Hoshi suits me just fine, sir.

Admiral stars turned out to be a little heavy.

Happiest day of my life when I saw

that Raptor jump in at the rendezvous point.

Well, there you have it, Admiral.

The most advanced civilization

we could locate on this planet.

I can't see them talking to each other, sir.

Either they communicate a different way, or they're pre-verbal.

Judging by the look of their tools,

which are rudimentary, to say the least,

I'd suggest that we found an early, ritualistic tribal society.

They bury their dead.

I came across a grave a couple of clicks back and ran some tests.

Their DNA is compatible with ours.

Meaning we can breed with them?

You got a one-track mind, Doc.

What? Listen, I'm talking about the survival of the human race, actually,

not some get-together with the natives.

You also have no sense of humor.

Right.

Right, I'm sorry.

How is that possible?

Human beings naturally evolved on a planet

one million light years away.

The odds against that are...

Astronomical, yeah.

One might even say there was a divine hand at work.

Well, whoever's responsible, we're here,

and here's where we're gonna stay,

with our new families.

My vote is that we clear everything back to this ridge.

There's easy access to the water down by the river.

In fact, the whole area is ripe for cultivation.

We should be able to lay out the preliminary lines for a city

within a day or two.

No.

No city.

Not this time.

What do you propose we do?

We break the cycle.

We leave it all behind and start over.

You're talking about a little over

38,000 people, the entire human race,

with nothing but the clothes on their backs and some provisions.

It's not the entire human race.

There are people already here.

Tribal.

Without language, even.

Well, we can give them that.

I mean, we can give them the...

The best part of ourselves.

And not the baggage, not the ships,

the equipment, the technology, the weapons.

If there's one thing that we should have learned it's that...

You know, our brains have always outraced our hearts.

Our science charges ahead, our souls lag behind.

Let's start anew.

We'll land civilians at various points

around the planet.

Our objective will be to spread

the people out as much as possible

to give them the best possibility of survival.

Supplies will be evenly distributed throughout the camps,

and locations will be documented and given to everyone.

I have to say, I'm shocked at how amenable everyone is to this notion.

I would have thought there'd be a general uprising at the idea

of losing whatever little creature comforts we had left.

Don't underestimate the desire for a clean slate, Mr. Lampkin.

Have you made a decision?

The Sixes, the Eights, and the Twos have decided to stay.

See how we can contribute to a world

before we pass into God's hands.

We'll give the Baseship to the Centurions,

let them find their own destiny.

I think they've earned their freedom.

And what if they evolve again on their own

and decide to come back in a few hundred years and wipe us out?

It's a risk,

but I think setting them free may be enough

to break the cycle of violence.

Then it's a risk worth taking.

And I agree. They've earned it.

Now, once the civilians have been offloaded,

the Fleet will leave the orbit

and rendezvous with Galactica.

The course of the Fleet will be plotted

into the nav computer ahead of time,

but the actual piloting will be done by Mr. Anders.

He'll guide the entire Fleet directly into the sun.

I love you.

Goodbye,

Sam.

I'll see you on the other side.

Is your name William Adama?

Yes.

Are you an officer in the Colonial Fleet?

Yes.

Are you a Cylon?

I'm sorry, Bill. We're still establishing tests for the control.

I need verifiable yeses and nos.

No, I'm not a Cylon.

Have you ever stolen money from a cash drawer?

Have you ever stolen money...

Enough of this crap.

Take this thing off of me right now. No job is worth this,

no matter how fat the paycheck is.

I'd rather spend the rest of my career, or what's left of it,

in a broken-down old ship,

than have someone sit here and question my word.

Perfection.

That's what it's about.

It's those moments

when you can feel the perfection of creation,

the beauty of physics, you know, the wonder of mathematics

and the elation of action and reaction,

and that is the kind of perfection

that I want to be connected to.

You're sure this is what you want, Galen?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I'm just tired of people, humans, Cylons, whatever.

Last Raptor out tomorrow is gonna drop me off on this island that I found

off one of the northern continents.

It's cold. It's up in the highlands.

There's no people.

Good luck.

For what it's worth, if what happened

to Cally had happened to Ellen,

then I'd have done the same frakking thing.

Hmm.

Hey!

Ah!

I thought Bill was coming.

He's taking a leak.

Oh, nice.

Hey, order me a drink, honey, and keep them coming.

Tonight we are celebrating your retirement

and all the time I'm about to get to spend with my husband.

Are you good with that?

Saul! All I've ever wanted was to be with you.

Not just weekend liberties or a two weeks' leave a year.

I mean full-time.

You and me, together in a house, in a tent,

homeless and on the street.

Just be together.

Mmm-hmm.

Excuse me.

Ah!

Oh! Don't drop me!

To us!

Mmm!

Yeah!

There are so many.

Wait, I wanna...

See more detail.

It's

a very beautiful world.

Does it have a name?

Earth.

It's not Earth.

Earth is a dream.

One we've been chasing for a long time.

We've earned it. This is Earth.

Okay then.

Earth.

It's fine.

I'm having trouble breathing.

Would you like to get a better look at them?

Yes, I'd love it.

What... What do you mean?

Watch. What? Why?

What are you doing?

Watch me.

What are you doing? Put your arm around me.

Can you?

Dad?

I don't have much time, Son.

I understand.

What do you hear, Starbuck?

Nothing but the rain.

Grab your gun and bring in the cat.

You should go.

You know, my very earliest memory of my father

was him flying away on a big plane

and wondering when he was coming back.

He's not coming back this time.

No, he's not.

Neither am I.

Where are you going?

I don't know.

I just know that I am done here.

I've completed my journey,

and it feels good.

You and I,

right here,

right now.

On the table?

I dare you.

I double-dog dare you.

Double-dog dare?

I double-dog dare you.

Hmm.

All right.

Oops!

Something's broken.

I guess I better get going.

Yeah.

It was nice to meet you,

Lee Adama.

Likewise, Kara Thrace.

So what about you?

What are you gonna do?

Today is the first day of the rest of your life, Lee.

Well,

I always thought when this was all done I would

kick back,

relax,

spend the rest of my days doing

the absolute minimum humanly possible.

And now that you're here?

I want to explore!

I wanna climb the mountains.

I wanna cross the oceans. I wanna...

Gods, I can't believe I'm saying this.

It sounds so exhausting. I must be crazy...

Goodbye, Kara.

You won't be forgotten.

Laura? You okay?

Hi. Hi.

Sean, it's been a lovely evening.

Really lovely.

But what?

But I'm afraid we won't be doing this again.

Did I... No.

No, no, not you. No, you're wonderful.

Come on, then... No.

You can show yourself out.

I'm sorry.

Wow.

Okay.

Hello, this is Laura Roslin.

I'd like you to give a message to Mayor Adar.

Tell him that I will

be joining his campaign.

Thank you.

All the way to the end.

No matter what.

All the way to the end.

So much

life.

It's a rich continent.

More wildlife than all the 12 Colonies put together.

Just looking for a quiet little place for that cabin.

Maybe a garden.

I don't have much of a green thumb,

so I hope that you do...

Right there.

I'm gonna build it right there, Laura.

Lot of game on this planet.

I'm a pretty good hunter, you know?

Yeah, right.

What are you laughing at? What?

That buck on Caprica.

Okay, come on, now. That's not fair.

Hey, don't you listen to Mommy. Daddy is a great hunter.

No, Mommy's gonna teach you how to hunt.

No, no, no, no. Real hunting.

No. Yeah.

And I'm gonna teach you how to build a house and how to plant crops.

Okay, maybe Mommy will teach you that,

but Daddy's gonna teach you how to hunt.

Hera!

Hera.

Will she be all right?

She survived thanks to you.

Both of you.

And that's it?

That's all God wants of us?

God's plan is never complete.

Great.

But I think it's safe to say

that from now on, your lives will be less

eventful.

I've been thinking I may be able to help you out after all,

about that thing you were asking about before,

getting a peek into the defense mainframe.

That would mean a lot to my employers.

Yeah, well, I'm not doing it for your employers.

I'm doing it for you. How would it make you feel?

I'd be very grateful.

We'll put that to the test.

Because if anyone finds out, I could get my head cut off.

So I'll count on your discretion.

The things men do for love.

Love?

Gaius!

Yeah, well...

You know what I mean, don't you?

Over there, between those two peaks,

I saw some terrain that looked good for cultivation.

Cultivation?

Yes.

You know, I know about farming.

Hey.

I know.

I know you do.

I laid out the cabin today.

It's gonna have an easterly view.

You should see the light that we get here.

When the sun comes from behind those mountains,

it's almost heavenly.

It reminds me of you.

"At a scientific conference this week

"at the Smithsonian Institution in Washington,

"the startling announcement was made

"that archeologists believe they have found

"fossilized remains of a young woman

"who may actually be Mitochondrial Eve.

"Mitochondrial Eve is the name scientists have given

"to the most recent common ancestor

"for all human beings now living on Earth.

"She lived in what is now Tanzania,

"over 150,000 years ago. "

Along with her Cylon mother

and human father.

Commercialism, decadence, technology run amok.

Remind you of anything?

Take your pick.

Kobol, Earth, the real Earth, before this one.

Caprica before the fall.

All of this has happened before.

But the question remains.

Does all of this have to happen again?

This time, I bet no.

You know, I've never known you to play the optimist.

Why the change of heart?

Mathematics, law of averages.

Let a complex system repeat itself long enough,

eventually something surprising might occur.

That, too, is in God's plan.

You know it doesn't like that name.

Silly me.

Silly, silly me.