All language subtitles for Battlestar Galactica 1980 S01E06 Spaceball-eng

I've been sent by
Commander Adama to help
you with the children.

A television camera.
Primitive but fascinating.

What's going on here?

An $80,000 color camera,
they took it apart.

You know, kids playing
anything is a pure joy
to watch.

Kid's got an arm
like Nolan Ryan.

Okay, I gotta talk to you.

Now that I have
your attention...

Well, hello,
Miss Hamilton.

(CROWD APPLAUDING)

It's caught:

ADAMA: The great ship,
Galactica.

Our home for these many years

we've endured the wilderness
of space:

And now we near
the end of our journey:

We have at last found Earth:

ADAMA: The Galactica
continues to lead the Cylons
away from the planet Earth:

But so far,
our brother Council member,
Xavier, who has turned outlaw,

continues to elude us:

Two of our most able warriors,
Troy and Dillon, remain down
on the planet Earth,

seeking a place where we can
send our young to prevent
their destruction,

in what we know will be
an imminent and final
Cylon battle:

With each day, it becomes
increasingly difficult

for our children to live
as Earth's children:

Being accustomed to a much
denser gravity causes them
to display super skills

that are jeopardizing
their ability to blend in down
on Earth without detection:

Still, they must try:

Surely they face imminent
destruction out in space:

These are
the coordinates.

DILLON: There she is.
Wonder what this sudden,
urgent mission is all about.

(BEEPS)

Captain Troy.
Lieutenant Dillon.

Lieutenant Nash.

I thought your squadron
was on battle alert.

Why were you sent?

I was told to bring this ship
to you so that you could carry
out your mission.

Oh, yes, our instructions
were most vague.

We've been using
the scrambler.

I can't understand
why we weren't given
more information.

Nobody could have intercepted
or decipher the Galactica's
transmissions.

One person could.

Xavier.

Dr. Zee has confirmed
his reentry into our
present time frame.

Troy, I've been waiting
for a chance to get my
hands on him.

Well, now your
chance has come.

Your orders are sealed
into the computron.

Dr. Zee has programmed
the coordinates

of Xavier's locations
into the auto flight.

What about you?
You'll be stranded here
without the ship.

I'm supposed to watch
the children until you return.

Very good.

It will make it
much easier on them
having somebody

with their background
they can relate to.

Where can I find them?

They're with
Jamie Hamilton.
She's...

Ah, yes,
Jamie Hamilton.

She's the Earth woman
who has been so helpful
to us in the past.

Where can I locate her?

She can be reached through the
United Broadcasting Company.

Then don't worry.
I will give the children
extra special care.

We'll return
as soon as possible.

I wouldn't count
on it, Captain.

They don't really believe
I can run a special detachment
on this budget, do they?

Then why don't you
just bust me?

I'm already grounded.
You got me flying a desk
for Public Relations.

(SIGHS)

The consensus is that
I'm spending too much

of the taxpayer's money
tracking down UFOs.

But that's your job, sir.

No, no.

They feel it is
explaining things away
as easily as possible.

Will there be
anything else, sir?

No.

Jamie Hamilton, UBC.

She's the key to finding
these two, whatever they are.

Lieutenant, I'm going
to be out for a while.

I would rather not
let anyone know.

As in, top secret?

You might say that.

Yes.

Now, be careful
of the wires, okay?

Now, I want you to
promise me you'll all
be on your best behavior.

Those tour booklets will tell
you all about how television
works here on Earth.

That way you'll appreciate
what you're going to see
later on, on the tour.

How long will
you be gone?

Not long.

But I do have a job.
And if I don't show up,
I'll get fired.

Don't worry, Miss Hamilton.
We'll be fine.

I'll explain
the basic rudiments

of Earth's transmission
while you're gone.

Well, that will be just...

Wait a minute,
how can you explain it?

This booklet you gave me.
Well, I just read it.

You read the booklet
in three minutes?

Never mind.

Just learn what you can
and keep them busy
till I get back.

Let me begin this seminar
by explaining the working
principles of what they call

a television camera.

Primitive but fascinating.

I think I can best explain
its function to you
by taking it apart.

Harris, take a camera team
and cover the recall election
down in the county.

Then after you button that up,
move on down and pick up
whatever pieces you can get

on the illegal alien situation
down in the garment district.

What did he say
about the aliens?

The illegal worker type.

People who cross our borders,
try to work without
official immigration papers.

Not the kind of aliens
who land in flying saucers.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

I got a report on
a human interest angle
that might make a nice story.

You remember Billy Eheres,
the former National League
bonus baby?

Apparently, his Casey's Camp
for underprivileged children

is in some kind
of financial trouble.

Chuck, why don't you
go down and cover it?

Try to get a couple of shots
of what he's trying to do

after you cover
the Mayor's office.

Are you talking about
a kids' camp?

Yes. I'm sorry, Jamie,

there's nothing
Earth-shattering
about this assignment.

A good reporter has to take
the good with the bad.

I'd be more than happy
to cover the children's
camp story.

Okay, Jamie,
you've got it.

All right,
that does it, everybody.

Everybody, get to work
and bring me back
some good stories.

Jamie, you stay.

WELLINGTON: Note the
extended use of solid-state
electronic modules

and completely self-contained
synchronizing generator.

Hey, what's going on here?

What in the world
is going on here?

Just covering the basics
of video transmission.

You're welcome to listen.

Jamie, I think it's time
we had a little talk.

Talk? About what,
Mr. Brooks?

About your running off
on your own.

About your covering
stories to which you
haven't been assigned.

Things like terrorists
and flying saucers.

And in each and every case,
you disappear for a
couple of days at a time.

A story doesn't always
tell itself from nine to five.

Jamie, come on.

I haven't got time
to exchange our
philosophies of journalism.

Look, do me a favor.

Go up to that camp
and get that story.

At least I know you
can't get into trouble
on this one.

You called, chief?
Hi, Hal.

Oh, hello, Hal.
Hi.

Jamie, I want Hal
to work with you
on this one.

You're going up to see
Billy Eheres.

Jamie, I don't know
if you know this.

Billy Eheres had the potential
to be one of the greatest
baseball players ever.

I think a lot of people
would be interested in
hearing about him again.

Right.

After I make
one stop...

BROOKS: Uh-uh-uh.

N-O.

You're to go
right to the camp.

You do not stop.

You are not to pass Go.
You are not to collect $200.

And please,
try to stay out of trouble.

I don't know what
you're talking about,
Mr. Brooks.

Miss Hamilton,

I am afraid that you
are in a lot of trouble!

WELLINGTON: As you can see,
it reproduces Starla's image

by painting a picture of her
consisting of lines.

Five hundred and twenty-five
lines, to be exact.

One on top of the next,
starting at the top of
the picture and working down,

so the lines have reproduced
the light and dark areas
of Starla's face.

There, there they are.

And one of your reporters
is responsible for them.

Wellington, what are you
doing with this equipment?

Explaining it.
You said to do that.

I did not say
to ruin it.

Ruin it?
Who ruined it?

You did.

An $80,000 color camera,
they took it apart.

Every last screw.

Jamie, what is
the meaning of this?

Well...

Where are all the pieces?
Where did you hide the camera?

It's right here.

Nonsense. The pieces
were all over the place.

Yes, but...

But you seemed so upset,
we decided to put it
back together.

STARLA: We all did.

There was a number four.

We forgot a piece.
Here it is.

JAMIE: Well, it looks like
you've found your camera.

There's no way on Earth
that this can be
the same camera.

Could I see that?

That is camera four.

Is there a chance that
some of your men might have
been doing maintenance on it?

I suppose so.

The alternative is that
these children took it apart

and put it back together
again all by themselves.

Now, is that what
you're suggesting?

I think we owe
Miss Hamilton and
the children a big apology.

No, that's okay.

Mistakes happen.

Jamie, now I understand
why you were so anxious
to cover the camp story.

But who are
these kids?

I met them covering
the pollution story
at Paradise Valley.

They're orphans,
and when you said camp
for the underprivileged...

Okay, Jamie.
Maybe this'll give them
a nice day's outing.

Who knows, you might
even be able to tie
the two stories together.

I'd like to really see
Billy Eheres' camp survive.

And this angle,
I like it. The orphans,
the underprivileged kids.

Hal, I want you to shoot
me some great shots
of those kids.

I'll put it on
the 6:00 news on
the human interest segment.

You got it, Chief,
I'll make them
a household item.

I want big faces,
big faces of the kids.

Lots of close-ups,
lots of action.

Oh, Lord.

Okay, Dillon, according to
Lieutenant Nash we're supposed

to check our orders
with the computron readouts:

All readouts
are affirmative:

Computron places us on
vector point 1060:

Prepare to transfer
to automatic feed:

Preparing for transfer:

Here we go:

I wonder what Xavier
has in store for us this time:

Let's find out:

TRO Y: Something's wrong:
We're losing power:

DILLON: Power decrease
on all levels:

I don't have anything
on malfunction status:

Unless our warning
indicators themselves
must be malfunctioning:

The computron should have
taken over our flight pattern
as programmed:

Maybe Dr: Zee
made a mistake:

No, that's impossible:

Troy?

Prepare to switch back
to manual control:

Ready:
Manual control, now:

So much for that:

If she won't respond
to automatic override,

she should revert
to manual:

The function guard mechanism
must not be working:

I'd better contact
the Galactica and report
our disposition:

Maybe they can tell us
what's going on:

TRO Y: This is Galactica
probe one on special mission:

ADAMA: Galactica here:
Go ahead, Captain Troy:

TRO Y: The computron
programmed by Dr: Zee
is malfunctioning:

Malfunctioning computron?
To what are you referring?

Dillon and I made contact
with Lieutenant Nash
as ordered:

We've embarked in his Viper:

That's impossible.

Lieutenant Nash is standing
right here beside me.

Troy, there's only one other
person who could have
delivered a Viper to us:

Xavier:

ADAMA: Obviously you're
in some sort of trap:

(RADIO STATIC)

Commander, come in:

(RADIO STATIC)

Captain Troy?

Troy? Dillon?

Dispatch a recon
immediately.

Yes, Commander.

DILLON: Full rundown
confirmed status, Troy:

We're in trouble:
We have complete
power shutdown:

We're not burning fuel:

Oxygen is what
we're going to need:

Estimates gives us
approximately 24 hours
at normal breathing capacity:

ADAMA: The man
is totally evil.

And now he's managed
to change his appearance.

We have been quite
successful with our
epidermal transformation.

It is possible
to look like anyone.

I cannot understand
what he hopes to
accomplish.

If what you
surmise is true,

Troy and Dillon are within
Earth's gravitational pull.

Eventually they will orbit
back into Galactica's range.

All he can
gain is time.

Perhaps that is
what he seeks.

He needs Troy and Dillon
out of the way

so that he may carry out
his nefarious scheme.

Troy and Dillon
weren't even pursuing him.

The first mandate
was to remain with
the children and...

The children.

Xavier would not do
harm to his own people.

He realizes he can no longer
return to the Galactica,
except as a prisoner.

I believe he would do anything
to ensure his own freedom.

Including the use of our
children as bargaining tools.

We can't even
send other warriors.

Only Troy and Dillon know
where they left the children.

We can do nothing.

Nothing but wait.

Be careful.

Hi there.

Well, what have
we got here?

Oh, Mr. Eheres?

I'm Jamie Hamilton, from UBC.
I phoned this morning.

Just Billy.
Pleased to meet you.

So, who's the gang here?

Uh, friends.
A group of orphaned kids.

I thought it would be nice
for them to see your camp

and meet a few people
their own age.

Orphans, huh?

Well, just don't stand here,
kids, go soak up some of this
atmosphere around here, huh?

Meet the other kids, huh?

ALL: May we, please?

Of course.

They're down there
past those cabins.

Hey, wait a minute.
Jamie, I'm not ready yet.

Oh, we'll have
plenty of time
for pictures, Hal.

I think more people
are beginning to recognize
the importance of sports.

I sure hope so.

At least that's why
I opened this baseball camp.

Baseball camp?

I thought it was a camp
for underprivileged children.

Underprivileged kids
play ball, too, you know.

As a matter of fact,
we've got a team
going to the regionals.

We're counting on them to win,
because if they don't,
we're all going to lose.

What do you mean?

Well, see, this camp
is run on donations, and
if we have a winning team

we're going to have
a lot of people
supporting us.

But if we lose,
well, interest is
gonna drop off,

and unfortunately,
so will the money.

HAL: Jamie.

Listen, Jamie, Mr. Brooks
wanted pics of the kids.

Maybe they could
play a few innings?

Any way we could
get up a little game?

Hey, great. The team we're
supposed to scrimmage with
today come down with a flu.

Good idea.
No.

Jamie, they're here
to have a good time.

They don't
know the game.

Why, where these kids
come from, they hardly
know what daylight is.

Wow, I'd like to keep them
around here for a few weeks.

That's a wonderful idea.

Oh, wait a minute.
Sorry, I got a team to take
to the regionals, remember?

Maybe later, okay?

If there is going
to be a team later.

Jamie, about these kids...

Oh, later, Hal.

Here we go.
All right, Freddy-O!

Hey,

(WHISTLES)

can you toss us our ball?

Hey, you, scout,
how about the ball?

Go get it, Starla.

Is this what they want?

It's called a baseball.

General Abner Doubleday
invented the game.

Well, you're going
to throw it back
or what?

Oh, no.

No, Starla, don't.

Okay, where's the ball?

I threw it.
It landed over there
beyond the trees.

The trees? They're over
300 yards away.

Wise guys, right?

Did I do
something wrong?

Jamie, just a minute, please.

That kid just threw
that ball half a mile.

No, no. It wasn't that far,
it was probably an
optical illusion or something.

Or something?

Kid's got an arm
like Nolan Ryan.

What's going on?

The child is a
genetic mutation.

A what?

It's a once-in-a-lifetime
thing.

The kid can throw a ball
through a tank at half a mile.

Fabulous.

Listen, I'm ready to roll.
You just have that kid
do it again, okay?

No, no, not yet.

I have this thing very
carefully choreographed,

and I'll tell you
when to shoot.

Yeah, but Jamie...
Hal.

This could mean an Emmy.

Maybe even
a Pulitzer Prize.

Trust me.

Right. You just
give me the signal.

Well, what do you
guys think, huh?

You like this place
around here?

Uh-huh.
Good.

How about throwing
the ball around some?

JAMIE: No.
ALL: Yes.

Looks like you've
been out-voted.

I'll tell you what.

I'll meet you
out on the field

and I'll show you
how it's done.

Now, Jamie?

Oh, Hal,
why don't you get set
up in a good position?

Right.

Now, listen,

I want you to promise me
you won't do anything
to betray who you really are.

Which means we have
to perform as complete
muscular disasters.

Do we have to?

That's right.

Now, go out there and lose.

STARLA: Isn't going
to be easy.

None of this is easy.

DILLON: Full rundown
confirms status, Troy:
We're in trouble:

We have complete
power shutdown:

We're not burning fuel:

But we are
using up oxygen:

My estimates gives us
approximately eight hours
at normal breathing capacity:

We should be able to
increase that by 30%
if we induce sleep mode:

Sleep mode? Shouldn't we
continue to try and
communicate to Galactica?

We'll take turns:

One of us will sleep
while the other tries
to make contact:

Hopefully, we'll orbit
back into the Galactica's
communication range:

And since I can't sleep
anyway, why don't I take
the first watch?

See you in about
eight hours:

After all we've been through,
to end up like this:

Wonder if anybody
knows where we are:

Colonel Sydell.

What brings you here?

Well, I came here
to see Jamie Hamilton.

I'm sorry,
she's away on a story.
Can I be of some help?

Well, possibly.

Does her story
happen to involve either
of the two men in this folder?

Oh, those terrorists.

No, not this time.

Just an ex-ballplayer
who runs a camp for kids.

A camp for kids?
Uh-huh.

Any scouts?

As a matter of fact, yes.

Well, those scouts
are imposters.

Imposters?

Where is this camp?

(SIGHS)

Now, that's odd.

Why is that odd?

There was a man here earlier

and he asked
the very same question.

(GASPS)

No, no, don't be alarmed,
Miss Hamilton.

Don't worry. As soon as I get
my heart out of my throat,
I'll be fine.

Who are you?

I'm Lieutenant Nash.

I've been sent by
Commander Adama to help
you with the children.

Why didn't you say so?

I thought you were
Bigfoot or something.

Bigfoot?
What is Bigfoot?

Never mind,
it's not important.

You're here,
that's important.

It is?

Oh, I've only got
two hands and two legs
and a dozen children.

Galactican children.

I'm beat.

Uh, tired.

I understand.

You do? Oh, good.

How're you with children?

I love children.

Very much.

(CHILDREN WHOOPING)

Hi, I just wanted
to thank you
for everything.

And I'd like you to meet,
uh, an acquaintance of mine.

This is...

Yeah, sure, sure.
Yeah, sure.

Not a friendly sort.

Billy?
Let him go.

But I just wanted to...

Well, I expect to reimburse
him for the room and board.

Forget it.
It's over.
Save your money.

Bankrupt is bankrupt.

What? I thought
it was all set.

I mean, aren't you
going to the playoffs?

Half the team came
down with the flu.

If we don't field a team,
we forfeit.

Stratton, the guy
who owns this land,

he'll sell so fast
that we'll wake up tomorrow
on somebody else's land.

But what about Billy's kids?
They just get thrown out
on the streets?

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Yeah?

It's for you.
It's a Mister Brooks.

Thank you.

Mr. Brooks, what a surprise.
I didn't expect to hear
from you.

Well, I didn't expect to hear
from the Air Force either.

What did they say?

Not very much.

But then, neither
did you, Jamie.

Did they say why
they were looking for me?

Yes, the Boy Scouts.

Whom I'm now beginning
to believe are not really
scouts at all:

Jamie, obviously something
more happened up at Paradise
Valley than you've told me.

Mr. Brooks,
Paradise Valley was just
the tip of the iceberg.

The story I'm working on
is of major proportions.

As you can surmise
by the Air Force's interest.

Jamie, I can understand your
keeping something of this
magnitude under your hat,

but not from your own people.

Now, I'm prepared to offer you
all the assistance I can when
Colonel Sydell gets there.

Colonel Sydell
is coming here?

Yes, I had to tell him
where you were.

Jamie, you left me in
a very awkward position.

I'm sorry about that,
Mr. Brooks. Thank you.

(JAMIE HANGS UP)

Jamie?

Colonel Sydell is on his way,
so we gotta get out of here.

Colonel Sydell?

Commander Adama must
have said something about
an Air Force investigation.

Yes, of course.

Billy, I have to talk to you.

Hey, punk.

Look, is it all right
if I want to be by myself
for a while?

You haven't got the time.
Tomorrow's the game.

There isn't going to be
a game tomorrow.

Let my kids play.

(BILLY CHUCKLES)

Look, you're a nice lady,
but you're crazy.

Let them show you
what they can do.

You know what kind of training
it takes to build even a
second-strength team?

Never mind when it's going
to the playoffs tomorrow.

What have you
got to lose?

Okay, Starla,
you wanted to throw the ball.

But you said...

Never mind.

Throw it.

How did you do that?

I don't know,
but Starla can
do it every time.

You know, with you on the team
we wouldn't need anybody else.

What are we doing
standing here?

Come on,
let's get out of here.

WOMAN: Transferring emergency
signal to Commander Adama:

Commander Adama here,
transfer transmission
to my quarters.

Commander, how good to hear
your voice once again.

Who is this?

Surely you remember me?

Xavier.

And what diabolical plot
are you weaving now?

Actually, I wish to bargain.

I will not bargain with you.

You declared yourself
outside of our laws.

That's not true.

I simply disagree with
the policies of that
infantile wizard, Dr. Zee.

I will not be led
by an adolescent.

(SIGHS)

What is your bargain?

The lives of Troy and Dillon
and the 12 children.

And you say
you are not mad?

Hear me out, Adama.

Or I place the consequences
on your head.

I simply want my freedom
to live in peace

here on Earth.

And where do you propose
to live on Earth?

In the present? The past?

In whose kingdom or country?
In what position of power?

That is my business.

Provided I obey
the intergalactic laws.

I will have to consult
with Dr. Zee and the Council.

What you ask,
I cannot agree to alone.

I give you 10 Earth hours
in which to agree. After that,

Troy and Dillon will
be beyond help.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Lieutenant Dillon
to Galactica.
Come in, Galactica.

Please acknowledge,
priority red:

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Repeat:
Lieutenant Dillon
to Galactica.

Priority red:

No luck?

Troy, you still have
another hour to sleep:

I just got a look
at the oxygen supply:

Yeah, I know:

I'm afraid we'll
exhaust it long before

we enter Galactica's
communication range:

Why don't you sleep?

I gonna try to take
the computron apart:

See if I can override
what Xavier's done:

All right:

It isn't going to be easy
going to sleep knowing
I may never wake up:

(CHEERING)

COMMENTATOR:
Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the Southern
Conference Regional Playoffs:

This is the final game
that pits the Southeastern
champion, Cougars,

against the finalist from
the Southwestern conference,
the Polecats:

The Southwestern champions
are in the locker room:

We tried to interview them
earlier, but apparently they
are not very big talkers:

In fact,
they are not
very big at all:

But we're delighted
to have with us

their very colorful
and famous coach,
Billy Eheres:

And Billy, I know
so many of your fans
want to hear from you

even though this isn't
a big league situation:

Tell us about your
ball club, if you will:

They certainly aren't as
big as the rival Cougars:

What's your main strength?

The basic fundamentals, Bob:
I like to stress
the ABCs of baseball:

Now, was it four strikes
and three balls or...

No, it was three strikes,
four balls and three outs.

And nine players
and seven innings.

And nine in
the big leagues.

Mr. Eheres says we have
to catch flies out in
the field. What are they?

Disgusting.
That's what they are.

There are too many
reporters here.

This was probably
a terrible mistake.

On the contrary, what better
place to hide than in a crowd
right in front of people?

Okay, kids. Have a seat,
have a seat for a second.

Okay, I gotta talk to you.

Now that I have
your attention...

Well, hello,
Miss Hamilton.

You look terrified,
Miss Hamilton.
What is it?

Nothing. You just
frightened me.

Look, I can't talk now.

Oh, yes, you can
and yes, you will.

Sergeant, keep your
eye on these children.

You'll have to watch the boys
from the bleachers, Colonel.

They've got
a game to play here.

A game?

Regional playoffs.

What is the Air Force
interest here?

You have a statement of some
kind to make to the press?

I think I can wait until after
I've seen their performance
on the field.

That could prove to be
even more interesting.

Team, make me
into a believer.

I want you to go out there
and win that game.

Now, get out there
on the double.
Come on.

The Encino Cougars are already
on the ball field now:

We're waiting now for
the Southwest champions,
the Polecats: : :

Hey, here they come right now:

The Southwestern conference
champs are coming out onto

the playing field led by
their coach, Billy Eheres:

BILLY: Hup, hup, hup.

COMMENTATOR:
Teams are meeting
at the plate now,

and we'll have
the toss of the coin
in just a few minutes:

They're not as big as
we expected they'd be,

but from reports
they're a tough little team:

Okay, kids, everyone but
the captain, go hit the bench.

BILLY: Hit the bench.
Now, Lancer, get in there.

Hey, what are
you doing?

Hey, what are
they doing?
Hitting the bench.

Just what he said to do.

It's okay,
you can sit down now.

This is a brand
new silver dollar.

You're the visitor, sport,
so you can call it.

Brand new silver dollar.
Thank you very much.

Is he kidding?

Give me back my money.
Give that back.

There seems to be some kind
of a misunderstanding down on
the field over the coin toss:

Hey, look. Currency.

What's the problem, ump?

If that kid doesn't give
me back my silver dollar,
you forfeit the game.

Give it back to him.

COMMENTATOR: The umpire's
discussion with the: : :

Now, listen, gang,
this isn't gonna be easy.

And you're going
to look a little foolish,

but the Air Force
is watching us.

So you're going
to have to go out there
and lose again.

(ALL EXCLAIMING IN DISMAY)

It's for your own good.

(CROWD CHEERING)

COMMENTATOR: Playoff game
between the Polecats
and the Cougars:

And now, Wellington,
you're batting first,
all right?

Moonstone, where are you?
You're batting next.

COMMENTATOR: Stepping in
the box now for the Polecats

is their leadoff batter,
Wellington:

Pitcher, play ball.

Here's the lefthander's
first delivery:

Strike one!

A strike swinging right
over the inside corner:

Hey batter, I've got a better
swing hanging from a tree
in my backyard.

(CROWD LAUGHING)

That's all right, Wellington.
That's all right.
Just watch that ball.

COMMENTATOR: Okay,
here comes the next pitch:

Strike two!

Strike two:

COMMENTATOR: We're in the top
half of the first inning:

It's just underway,
in case you joined us late:

Here's the lefthander's
pitch:

Strike three!
You're out of there!

COMMENTATOR: Strike three:
One batter is out:

One away here in the top
of the first inning:

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Dillon:

I was hoping I'd wake up
back aboard the Galactica.

The air is foul in here:

Xavier's managed
to seal off the circuit:

(SIGHS)

There's nothing more we
can do from inside here:

We have to get outside
to the master circuits:

That kind of exertion
will use up what's left
of our oxygen supply:

We'll run out waiting:

Would you rather die
just sitting in here?

No: I'm with you:

COMMENTATOR: The Polecats
have taken the field,

and here is the leadoff
batter for the Cougars,
little Frankie Lupo:

And it's hit deep
to left field:
It's going deep:

Out: It could be out of here,
and it is! It's a home run:

Frankie Lupo hits the first
pitch out of the ballpark: : :

Oh, no.

Oh, my, this could be a long
afternoon for the Polecats:

You guys are
a piece of cake.

Piece of cake?

COMMENTATOR: : : : rounds third
and headed home:

(ALL APPLAUDING)

And the Cougars
take a 1-0 lead:

Hey, Jamie,
what's the matter?

Why's he choking?
What's going on here?

I want to know what
this is all about.

No, you don't.

COMMENTATOR:
Little Jeffy Frieley:

(CROWD CHEERING)

COMMENTATOR: He gets
a hole in one: This should be
caught by the centerfielder:

No, don't catch it!

COMMENTATOR:
No, it drops in between:

Get up!
Cover for him!

Here comes the throw:
There's nothing on it:

: : : inside of the park
home run:

This is not right.

They should have called
you guys the Scaredy Cats
instead of the Polecats.

(ALL MEOWING)

I can only guess that
the land developers that want
my camp put you up to this.

You've done a great job
of doing me in,
not to mention all of my kids.

TRO Y: This isn't
going to be easy:

DILLON: It's going to
be impossible:

We don't have the equipment
to fix the damage done here:

This is Commander Adama
to Xavier.

COMMENTATOR:
At the end of six innings,

the Cougars have a commanding
6-0 lead over the Polecats:

Go ahead, Adama.

I have considered
your proposal, Xavier.

And after much deliberation...

You know that you really
have but one choice.

Yes, and as hard
as it is for me,

I must refuse your demands:

You realize you are
condemning the children
as well as Troy and Dillon.

ADAMA: If I concede
to your demands,

then how often will you
attempt to hold a similar
threat over our heads?

I can only hope that you will
see how useless it would be
to harm these innocent people

to achieve your end.

You will never
escape our justice:

Goodbye, Adama.
You have condemned
the children to death.

When the game is over,
you will make sure that

every child moves
directly to the bus.

Why?

To avoid the Colonel,
of course.

Adama refused, didn't he?

So you know about that.
All right. That's better.

If you value the children's
lives and your own,

you'll do exactly
as I tell you.

COMMENTATOR: At the end
of six innings,

the Cougars have a commanding
6-0 lead over the Polecats:

They've been
in charge all the way:

And the Cougars
are taking the field:

They build up that
6-0 lead and: : :

Okay, get in, boys.

Listen, Jamie,
when the game's over,
I'm going to stay behind.

The whole world's going to
be out there taking pictures
of the winning team.

Pictures?

Yeah, and those Cougars
are going to be swamped
by reporters.

You're right. The winners
will be surrounded by people.

No better place to hide
than in a crowd.

What?

Never mind, Hal.
Don't count us out.

Oh, come on, Jamie.
You're six runs behind
and failing fast.

This game's not over
to the very last out.

If there's going to be a team
caught in a press crunch,
it's going to be us.

We're going home winners.
Right, Polecats?

ALL: Yeah!

We can do it. Give me a couple
of seconds with the kids.
A little pep talk.

Couple of seconds?
You're going to need
more like a year.

Now, listen carefully.

We have to win.

But you said...

Never mind what I said.

You have to win, and
you're going to have to use
all your skills to do that.

Now, I know it might not
seem fair to those other kids,

but there's more at stake here
than just a baseball game.

Come on, Scaredy Cats,
chicken. Give up?

Good. We don't like
that other team.

All right, let's go
out there and win.

COMMENTATOR: Polecats
coming to bat now:

There's the pitch:

A sharp ground ball,
it should be an easy: : :

Uh-oh, it's in the ground:
The players are
digging for it:

The official scorer
has ruled it a base hit:

Now, this is your field,
Jenkins.

Now, if your groundskeepers
are building swamps,
don't take it up with me.

Now, get off the field.

Just play ball.

The Polecats trying
to make a comeback:
The lefthander sets:

The batter squares
away the bunt:

He does: Back to the pitcher:
This should be an easy play:

No, he's beaten it out:

I have never seen
anybody run that fast:

What we need now
is a slugger.

Wellington.

Wellington?

Watch.

COMMENTATOR: That's going
to bring Wellington back
up to the plate:

You guys can sit down.
He couldn't hit a beach ball.

If I strike at a
43.6 degree angle

at a velocity of one
centimeter per millisecond
with a G Force...

The pitch, the swing,
it's going, going,
it's still going:

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is the most
amazing comeback

this reporter
has ever seen:

It is a home run
for the Polecats:

Lucky.

No, simple physics.

COMMENTATOR: The Polecats
are closing the gap:

TRO Y: That should bypass
the main computron circuits,
put us back on manual:

DILLON: You hope:
If not, it's been nice:

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

All right, we come
into the seventh inning:

There's a base hit,
and a run is scored:

The ball hit,
and another run:

There's a bunt:
He's going to beat it out,
and scores another run:

The perfect sacrifice
squeeze there:

Everybody's safe:
Another base hit:

Another base hit
for the Polecats:

The Polecats are making
a ballgame out of it:

Are you ready?

As I'll ever be:

The Polecats, until now,
have been playing like they
had their head in the clouds:

But they have managed
to overtake the Cougars:

The Polecats have
taken the field,

and as we all know,
defense is the weakest part
of their game:

And they are going to be
hard-pressed to try to protect
that slim one run lead:

Yet a nice catch
by the pitcher as
the bat breaks in two:

Out!

Ooh, is there stuff
on that pitch!

This ball is between
the fielders,
it's all the way to the fence:

The centerfielder
picks up the ball:

Here comes the throw:
What a throw!

Out!

He's out at the plate:
A clutch throw by
the centerfielder:

: : : stepping in:

The pitcher looks:

Here's the pitch:

A long fly ball to left field:
It's going, it's going:

This should tie it:

The leftfielder leaps
high into the air:
It's caught:

We won!

He caught an amazing catch:

And the Polecats win it!

And the final score,
the Polecats beat
the Cougars nine to eight:

What a finish!

JAMIE: All right!

Gather the children.

That might prove
to be a little
difficult.

Very resourceful,
Miss Hamilton.

We'll wait for them inside.

Stay with
the children.

TROY: If we're gonna get
to those coordinates

Adama gave us to Xavier's
last transmission,
we're gonna have to fly.

DILLON: Say no more.

One more trick like that
and I shall be forced to
diminish you drastically.

Going some place,
Miss Hamilton?

Oh, Colonel,
what a wonderful surprise.

You do know why I'm here.

For the scout troop.

Yes.

The children will be
ready to leave after the
trophy's been awarded.

Miss Hamilton,
I warned you.

Oh, Colonel,
I think you should
meet this man.

He wanted us to leave
with him after the game.

Oh. Might I ask what
your interest is?

That is no
concern of yours.

Anyone who's interested
in these special children
is of interest to me.

I must insist that
you leave, Colonel.

Must you?

I represent the
United States govern...

TROY: Xavier, hold it!

DILLON: Jamie, get down!

Hold it, you!

No, Colonel, don't!

Look out, Colonel.

JAMIE: Oh, no.

What about Xavier?

If we pursue him,
we risk injuring others.

The important thing is that
the children are safe.

Is he going to be all right?

With proper
medical attention.

And Xavier got away.

Don't worry,
we'll find him.

Jamie, we can't
thank you enough.

You've done
a wonderful job.

I just never want to see
another ballgame as long
as I live.

I don't understand why.

You said that the children
were rather proficient
at the sport.

Isn't that what one
strives for here on
your planet?

Proficiency, yes.
Out of this world, no.

Hey, hey, the ball.

Come on.

I just hope they don't
learn any other game.

Children, come on!

Hey, where are you going?
Hey, the ball.

All right.

Oh, no.