All language subtitles for Battlestar Galactica 1980 S01E07 The Night the Cylons Landed Pt 1-eng

The ship you seek
is just now entering
the Earth's atmosphere.

It is the Cylon vessel.

The Cylons will
walk the Earth.

She's going in,
about 60 miles north
of New York City.

Centurions, rise.

Our main concern is to get to
the craft and its crew
before anybody else.

Stop the car!

What happened?

That costume,
it's incredible.

You just gave me
a heart attack.

It's Halloween, right?
Everybody has a blast tonight.

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:

KANON: Captain,
I'm still echoing
that slow-moving target:

Put it up on
the large scan:

Yes, sir:

BRITON:
Verification signals?

Mineral content,
body deflection
and absorption factors:

Everything suggests
a Cylon machine:

It's a Cylon fighter:
And look at the armament
on that ship:

But larger than
their pursuit craft:

And much faster, sir:
It's approaching now
at an incredible rate:

Raise the Galactica,
Priority Red:

Visual sighting, sir!

She's coming
right at us:

Prepare for
evasive action:

Skipper,
what happened?

We're not even
close to range:

We've got to find out
what's inside that new ship
and notify the Galactica.

I don't believe
the firepower:

We're going in: We have
to get some close-range
scans on that thing:

You keep trying
to contact Galactica.

There's nothing, sir:
They must have a jamming
signal blocking the air waves:

We have to
pull out:

Not till we get
a close-up scan:

Feldercarb! Look at this:
The outline is humanoid:

There is no way we can
let that thing continue
on its present course:

It'll discover Earth:
We've got to stop it:

We're the only ones
who know about it:

I only know one way
to do it without
using firepower:

Here goes nothing:

This is Recon Probe Delta
to Galactica.
Acknowledge: Priority Red:

(STATIC)

I can't raise
the Galactica.

Lieutenant,
we damaged her,

but it looks like
she's gonna float
right into Earth's orbit:

Lieutenant?

Commander, our monitors
have detected a ship floating
un-powered toward Earth.

Dr. Zee, we've tried
to reach Recon Probe Delta,
but they do not respond.

We must assume there was
complete power shutdown,

or they would have
returned by now.

I think we can assume that
what our monitors are picking
up is Recon Probe Delta:

It must have drifted into
Earth's gravitational pull.

It will undoubtedly
be observed by Earth's
defense system.

You must contact Captain Troy
and Lieutenant Dillon at once.

They should be
in position to rendezvous
when the craft lands.

Troy and Dillon are still
taking care of the children.

I'm sure they're helping
them adjust to Earth life.

(GROWLS)

(SCREAMING)

Troy, this is frightening.
I wonder where they get
pictures of things like that.

TROY: I haven't seen
anything like that
since the planet Gorkon.

(WRIST DEVICE BEEPING)

Troy here.

This is the Galactica:
Priority Red condition.
Can you talk?

Not very well.

What's that noise?

(GROWLING)

It's called an
Earth entertainment.

Captain, one of our
patrols is lost.

And we believe
it has wandered into
Earth's gravitational pull:

I'll give you a complete
briefing as soon as you're in
a safe zone for transmission:

We'll be leaving here
as soon as possible.

Children,
we have to leave now.

We wanna stay.
We wanna stay,
this is funny.

Yeah, they look
like the Gorkons.

Whatever it is,
it's coming down.

Skylab all over again.

I'll have 50 reporters
on my back if you let
this leak out.

Sir, every observatory
in the world knows
what's happening here.

We can't keep it
from the press.

You're sure it isn't
one of our own satellites
falling back to Earth?

Positive.

It could be
Israeli or French.

But, the odds-on guess
around here is that
it's Russian.

Well, one thing for sure,

I'd much rather explain
one of their mistakes
than one of ours.

The worst is
yet to come.

You mean it
could get worse?
Yes, sir.

According to our calculations,
she's going down smack
in the middle of New York.

Oh, my Lord.

How much time do I have?

Give or take a few hours,
I think she's coming down
sometime tomorrow night.

Thanks.

WOMAN: Welcome to the
Griffith Park Observatory.

Displayed here in the foyer
is a foucault pendulum.

Suspended 70 feet in the air,
the large weighted gold ball
swings back and forth

due to the rotation of the
Earth, knocking over pins that
equal the time of the day.

TROY: Children,
follow those people.

WOMAN: Thus giving us
physical proof that the Earth
is rotating on an axis.

TROY: Go on. We'll catch up
with you later.

This is our solar system,
consisting of nine known
planets that revolve

around the sun,
of which Earth
is the third.

Scientists theorize that
there may be a tenth planet
as yet undiscovered.

But...
Shh.

At this moment,
man has only set
foot on the moon.

But robot probes
have explored Venus, Mars,
Mercury, Jupiter and Saturn.

JAMIE: The phones
haven't stopped ringing

since that object
started falling
to Earth.

I'm so glad you called.
I was afraid you
might be involved.

What have you been
able to find out?

Every observatory
in the world has
spotted it.

Now, I checked with
Caltech, and as best
as they can determine,

it should come down
in the next twelve hours.

How closely can they
estimate its trajectory?

They project it will
land somewhere
in the Tri-State area.

Any word from Dr. Mortinson
on the transmission?

None. He's been
monitoring that special
frequency as you asked.

But there's been nothing
over the air waves.

That's strange, Troy.
They should be using
our distress channel.

We know the general
vicinity where it's
headed.

Once it touches down,
we should be able
to locate it.

You haven't even
told me what it is.

There's speculation
all over the media
that it could be Russian.

No, it's not
Russian, Jamie.

It's one of ours.

So we have regular
reconnaissance patrols
monitoring Earth's corridors.

Just in case a Cylon
ship manages to slip by.

Heavens.
They're that close?

We've learned to be
cautious, Jamie.

What happened
to your patrol?

The Viper broke
radio contact and hasn't
returned from its mission.

The only thing that
we can assume is that
it had a malfunction

and drifted into
Earth's orbit.

Thank heavens.

Our main concern is to get to
the craft and its crew
before anybody else.

Wait,

you're going to
New York? How?

We have a Viper.

No, you can't do that.

I had a visit this morning
from the United States
Air Force.

A Colonel Briggs.

Regarding us?

Yes, he's investigating you.

He suspects we're
not of this world?

No, he didn't go that far.

One thing he's sure
of is that he's going
to find you.

Thank you for
the warning, Jamie.

As big as it may seem,
our solar system is tiny
compared to our galaxy.

The vast Milky Way,
where there are over
100 billion stars.

Actually, 114 billion.

Well, young man,
that isn't what
the scientists say,

but you do bring up
an interesting point.

Each year, the number
changes, as more and
more are discovered.

You make notice some
of the more familiar
constellations

such as the Big Dipper.

That looks backwards.

That's when you're
coming from the other side.

Oh.

Of these planets that
surround these stars,

many could probably
support carbon-based life.

Theories indicate these
planets would most likely
be life-supportive,

even though there is no
positive evidence of
extraterrestrial life.

Is she a frimp?

Shh.

Yeah, but my point is
those machines of yours keep
turning up on military radar.

You're gonna have
to go to New York
by conventional means.

What are you gonna
do with the children?

We were hoping
you'd ask that.

Well, I'm sure they
can spend a couple of
days at Billy's camp.

You call me
if you need me.

Thank you, Jamie.

And I'll make the travel
arrangements with
the airlines.

A flight in one of
your flying machines. That
should be great amusement.

WOMAN O VER P: A: : Now arriving
at Gate 29, Trans-Global
Flight 91 from New York:

Passengers holding tickets
may check their baggage: : :

If you've checked your bags
at the curb, you can proceed
directly to the boarding gate.

What flight are you on?

We're going
to New York City.
Nine M.

Nine M?
We have a flight two.

Nine A.M.
That is Flight Two.
Are you ticketed?

We were told
to mention pre-paid.

Pre-paid? I can take
care of that for you.
What are the names, please?

Jones and Smith.

Jones and Smith?

Those were the names
that Jamie said to use.

Remember, there's a bulletin
out for Troy and Dillon.

Good thinking. I just hope
our images aren't appearing
on all these computers.

Yes, that could
be difficult.

Which one is Mr. Jones?

He is.

There you go.

You can proceed right
down this way to Gate 43,
through the scanner.

Scanner?

You must not fly much.

Scanner. You know,
metal detector,
to prevent hijacking.

Oh, sure. Hijacking.

Right, high-jacking.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, have a nice flight.

The act of seizing
a vehicle for
illegal purposes.

I wonder what someone
would do with an aircraft
once they'd seized it.

Strange place.
It's going to take
a lot of getting used to.

Troy, what about
our lasers?

She said metal.
They're carbon synthetic.
We shouldn't have a problem.

WOMAN O VER P: A: : Mr: C: Bell,
please report to
the baggage claim area:

I'm sorry to be
holding you up.

This is what happens
when you have a baby.

WOMAN O VER P: A: :
Passengers arriving: : :

Thank you, very much.
Have a nice flight.

Tickets, please.

Smoking or non-smoking?

I beg your pardon?

Would you prefer
smoking or non-smoking?

Which way does
the plane run best?

That's cute.

Well, I guess if you're
leaving it up to me,
you don't care to smoke.

Seats 14 B, C.
You can go
directly onboard.

We're ready to close
the flight. Gate 43,
right over there, okay?

You just made it.

Looks very
comfortable.

Hi.

Row 14,
seats B and C.

Hi.
Hi.

Row 14, seats D and E.
I'll take that
for you, sir.

Thank you.

Welcome onboard Flight Two:
For your comfort, the cabin
will be pressurized:

Should we, for any reason,
lose pressurization
during the flight,

you will find oxygen masks
automatically dropping
from the overhead compartment:

Simply place the mask
over your nose and mouth

as demonstrated by
your flight attendant
and breathe normally:

I'm not used to flying
with somebody else.

I hope these
people are good.

: : : oxygen should
become necessary: : :

Maybe they'll let me take
the controls for a while.
What do you think?

I wouldn't even let you.

: : : be in their seats
for take-off:

Why don't you study
this guide to the city?

Would you like to buy
earphones? Thank you.

All right, everyone.
Remain in your seats
and be calm.

Please do not move.

We are taking
this airplane to Cuba.

Cuba. A country on
an island in the West
Indies south of Florida.

Capital, Havana.

Forget it.
We don't have
time to go there.

Easy.

We could get
somebody hurt.

That oxygen device.
It must drop on some
kind of electrical impulse.

You, in the back.

Use the phone to make
our demands be known
to the cockpit,

or we will be forced
to use violence.

What is this?
What are you doing?

We didn't do it.
It's automatic.

The plane must have
lost pressurization.

If you don't go on oxygen,
you'll pass out.

What's happening back here?
We got an indicator light that
the oxygen masks dropped...

I thought you'd done
it to trick the hijackers.

Hijackers?

Right there on the floor.

That one has a gun.
Be careful.

What's the matter
with them?

I don't know.

I do! Those two guys
zapped them with
a flashing light.

What's he
talking about?

I don't know, he...

You know children,
vivid imaginations.

They zapped them.
I saw it!

We wanna talk to you
when the plane lands
at Kennedy.

All right, everybody,
just relax.
Everything's under control.

I want you to
inform the Captain,

we want a priority clearance,
and have the F.B.I. meet
the plane. You okay?

Maybe this Cuba would've
worked out better.

No, we'll be fine.

Dr. Zee,

you must have heard
that Recon Probe Delta
has been located.

Yes. One of our squadrons
found it adrift and towed
it in a short while ago.

The flight crew, Briton
and Kanon, both sustained
wounds from their ordeal,

but they performed
admirably as warriors.

Although they bring
us distressing news.

Dr: Zee, Commander Adama,
we tried to stop
that Cylon ship,

but we didn't have a chance:
It was incredible:
The firepower and speed:

I don't think there's
anything in the galaxy
equal to it:

If it was not our Viper
that we've been tracking
toward Earth...

It is the Cylon vessel.

Then the Cylons
will walk the Earth.

We can only hope Captain Troy
and Lieutenant Dillon

arrive at the landing site
in time to intercept them.

But they don't even know that
they're hurrying to rendezvous
with the Cylons.

(SIGHS)

Do you realize it just took us
nearly five hours to fly
a miniscule 3,000 miles?

That's only
ten miles a minute.

You can fly to the planet
Pluto in less time.

Pluto?

The lady at the
observatory mentioned it.

The important thing is that
we're on the eastern sea.

Plenty of time to
intercept that ship.

This is your stewardess:
We're caught up in a little
heavy traffic over J: F: K:

We'll be circling around
for a while to get our
turn at the field:

Nothing to be concerned about:

We'll keep the beverage
service open until
we're cleared in:

It should be about
30 or 40 minutes' delay:

Forty minutes?

We'll still be there
in plenty of time.

Latest word, Colonel.
She'll probably hit
around nine o' clock,

Eastern Standard time.

BRIGGS: You got any better
idea of an exact landing area?

You know better
than that, Colonel:

NASA missed by
an entire continent
when Skylab came down:

You had better be
a whole lot closer
on this one.

That's entirely up to
the hardware coming down.

If it holds together,
I could put it within
a 200 or 300 mile radius.

But if it breaks up,
forget it.

You'll be lucky if it doesn't
knock you out of the sky.

That's what I like
about you, Major.
You are so encouraging.

Well, thanks for the update.
I'll be standing by.

Think it's Canada
all over again?

No. When that Russian
satellite came down
on Canada,

we already knew
exactly what it was,

how long it
had been up,

what went wrong.
No, this one is different.

Came into our atmosphere
from I don't know where.

DR. ZEE: Adama, we've examined
the close range scans
of fighter ship Delta

before it collided
with the Cylon vessel,
and I have some alarming news.

Since the time of our defeat,
the Cylons have not been idle.

Not only have they
developed new machines,

but they have evolved
beyond our greatest fears.

In what way?

Consider this.

In 30 Earth years,
it is possible to create
a totally new technology.

If they are so all-mighty
powerful, why don't they
simply destroy us?

They wish to experiment
with their new machines.

Using us as
living targets.

ANDROMUS: We're slowly
but inexorably being drawn to
orbit around that blue planet.

To land in our present
velocity is to invite
certain destruction.

We must exploit the increasing
density of the atmosphere
surrounding this planet

in order to reduce
our velocity.

The planet we are approaching
has seven major land masses:

A radius of 6,378 kils
and is 71 per cent covered
with a blanket of H2O.

Centurion, projection.

Given three atmospheric
braking skips, what is
the anticipated landing zone?

Analysis of the planet
we are approaching on scan.

The body has a central molten
metal core surrounded by
a sea of molten rock.

The cool thin crust
of hard granite.

The atmosphere is
composed of nitrogen,
oxygen and carbon dioxide,

plus minor trace elements.

What will be ship's skin
temperature at maximum?

2,000 degrees chronic.

WOMAN O VER P: A: :
Because of the problem
onboard earlier in our flight,

there will be F: B: l: people
boarding our plane before
anyone can disembark:

But it shouldn't take long:

You'll all be in the terminal
with plenty of time to get
to those Halloween parties:

Hallow what?

Forget that.
Look up F.B.I.

Uh-oh.

Law enforcement.

First magnitude.
Federal Bureau
of Investigation.

We can't afford
to talk to them.

We are now on
approach to J: F: K: : :

Gentlemen, may I ask you
to come to the rear galley
area as soon as we land?

The officials will
wanna question you.

I suppose
that's necessary.

You're too modest.

I'm sure there'll be an
army of newsmen there.
You're regular heroes.

How do we get
into these messes?

How do we get
out of them?

All right, she's in.
Now we need a nice, neat
corridor right through here

when we bring them out,
all right?

Can we get through here,
please?

Please stay seated
until we have come
to a complete stop:

Would you come
with me, please?

Passengers continuing on
have one hour before
we take off:

We ask you that you please
remain in the terminal area

and listen for
your boarding call:

Passengers terminating
at J: F: K: may claim
their baggage: : :

Just stay here until
they come aboard.

Thank you for flying
with us and we wish you
a pleasant stay:

Would it be possible
for me to use the, uh...

You want to comb your
hair for the cameras?

Comb my hair!
Yes! That's it.

Me, too.

And they say
women are vain.

Go ahead.

You ready?
Ready.

DILLON: Here's my hand.

TROY: I got it.
Stay right behind me.

The hijackers are
in the upstairs lounge
with our senior purser.

The two that
subdued them are
in the rear restroom.

Can you men go
with the agents?

I'll wait down here
for the two gentlemen
in the restroom.

Officer!

I'm sorry,
somebody pushed me.

Who?

MAN: Hey,
somebody pushed me.

Not too bad.

Except that
we're very late.

WOMAN O VER P: A: : The white
curb is for passenger
loading and unloading only:

Troy? According to my scanner,
the probe is coming down
60 miles due north.

Hey, no luggage?

Luggage?

Head north.
North to where?

Just north.

No luggage, no destination.
You sure you guys got enough
bread to pay for this ride?

No, but we
have money.

(CHUCKLES)

Let's see it.

North it is.

We are encountering
signals from
the planet below:

There are apparently
life forms on this planet.

Perhaps it is a life form
advanced enough to help us
repair our ship.

ANDROMUS: Andromidus.

ANDROMIDUS: I see it,
but I do not understand.

Centurions,
home in on the largest
communication center.

And compute its location
from our expected point
of impact.

As you will:

We have done what
no Cylon before us
have been able to do.

We have found the lost
human civilization.

Projection.
Chances of ship's survival.

ANDROMIDUS:
Less than three percent.

Survivability of the Cylon
units within the ship.

Centurion survival,
unlikely.

Advanced forms may reach
planet's surface in
functional state.

ANDROMUS:
Counting down
to impact.

All crewmen prepare.

20, 19, 18, 17...

(PHONE RINGING)

Briggs.

She's going in,
about 60 miles north
of New York City.

Okay, we're on our way.

...seven, six, five, four,

three, two, one.

Hey, Leroy.

I see it,
but what is it?

I don't know, let's call
headquarters for help
and have it checked out.

(SIRENS BLARING)

Headquarters, headquarters.
Car Seven on l-5.

Can you go
any faster?

Faster? To where?

North.

North.

(SIRENS BLARING)

Would you be interested
in making some more money

to follow those vehicles
as fast as you can?

Long as you want to head
towards the law, I'm your man.

Centurions,
I am trapped.

Centurions?

I command you, rise.

(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)

(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)

Centurions.

I command you.

I am answering:

Centurion Nine.

By your command:

What is your priority?

To protect you:

I, Andromus, command you.

Rise.

Move, Centurion.

Fire roads are
to be kept clear.

We could lose that
whole mountain.

Let's get it. Come on.

Let's get up that hill,
come on.

Turn here.

Turn here?
There's no road here.

Then stop.

There goes a couple
of odd fellows.

Lift, Centurion. Lift.

(GROANS)

Oh, thank you,
my friend.

Now, we must
find a way out.

I must set off
the automatic detonator.

We must keep
the humans from utilizing
our advanced technology.

Distress beacon.

We must hurry, Centurion.
We have only microns.

Do you realize
what this means,
Centuri?

We have no way back
and we are alone.

Two against
a world of millions.

I will protect you:
That is my first order:

According to their
transmissions,
we have a great advantage.

These people do not
know about us.

They do not know
about the Galactic war.

After our ship self-destructs,
there will be no trace
of our presence,

and I will be able to move
freely among Earth people
without fear of detection.

We will destroy all humans:

Yes, Centuri, but I blend
with the populace.

I am created
in man's image.

I'm as agile as they are.

I appear human.

So I may go
wherever necessary

to study their
transmission centers

so that we may use
our distress beacon
to signal our people.

I will protect you:

I know you mean well, Centuri,
but your form does not blend.

My first order
is to protect:

What is it, Centuri?

I perceive
life forms
approaching:

Then we must go.

Anyone who comes
near the ship
will be destroyed.

TROY: It's not
one of ours.

Troy, it's Cylon.

Scan the area for
electronic tracks.

Where are you going?
Are you crazy?

Dillon?

Troy, it looks human.

TROY: No, it's Cylon.

Let's get him
out of here.

The ship's about to detonate.
Let's go!

You all right?
Yeah.

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

Wait a minute,
how could they get
out of there alive?

Paramedics over here!

You guys weren't
in that crash?

I think they may be in
a little bit of shock.

MAN: Get those hoses going!

How anybody could've
got out of that crash
alive, I'll never know.

Looks like we're not the only
ones following this crash.

I just got a call
from the Chief.

He wants the whole
area sealed off.

I'll tell you what.
Check that crash site.

And if it was drugs,
let's get all the credit
we can.

You guys wanna
tell me about it?

I don't think this
is the time to be talking.

But you seem to be okay.
Let's have a statement.

We just got here.

I know you just got here.
I can see that.

But, where'd you
take off from?

Take off?

Your plane came down,

which means it had to
take off from someplace,
right?

That's not our ship...
Plane. We just arrived.

From where?

A taxi dropped us off
on the road back there.

A taxi dropped you off.
When?

Just after the crash.

Absolutely nothing
left of that plane.

I mean nothing.
Not even a mark.

Tough checking
their flight plan.

There won't be a flight plan.
These boys were on unscheduled
business. That I promise you.

Now, you watch them,
and watch them close.

Sure.

Look, is there some
place where we could go?

To make a statement.

Sure. Max!

Yeah.

Boys wanna come clean.

Okay, let's hear it.

Right this way.

But first,
let's check
you guys out.

Up against the car.
MAX: Feet spread. Now.

Spread your legs.
That's it.
MAX: Come on.

Hey Leroy,
what in the world
is this?

I don't know.
Some kind of
cigarette lighter?

Holy...

(SIREN BLARING)

Troy, maybe telling them
about the Cylons would
have been better.

You heard them.
They think we're
criminals.

What would they have
thought of a story
of Cylon invaders?

They'd have
locked us up.

Turn on your scanner
to the Cylon distress
frequency.

DILLON: Distress code?

That's why Dr. Mortinson
couldn't find what we
told him to look for.

Troy, we were looking
for one of our signals.

If that distress call
reaches the Cylon base ship...

It's too weak.
Even the Galactica
couldn't pick it up.

They've got some kind
of transmitting device.

They must think they
can use it to reach the
Cylon empire. But how?

Earth has a lot of
powerful transmitters.

They must think that
they can alter one to
transmit directly into space.

They were monitoring Earth's
strongest signals on their
way down.

They may know
exactly where to go.

They don't have that
much of a lead on us.

Besides, we have
surface transportation.

Troy, that's what
I like about you.

We're up against
a brand-new Cylon
we know nothing about,

and you think
we have the advantage.

We do. This is their
first time on Earth.
Remember what that was like?

Our topography scans
served us well, Centuri.

I'm sure that we've landed
within 1,000 metrons

of the primary
communication center.

We should be able to walk
there within a single period
of darkness followed by light.

WOLFMAN JACK:
(ON RADIO) That'll be the day!

My, my, this is the night,
this is Halloween night

with Wolfman Jack
just laying down the sounds: : :

Stop the car!
Stop the car!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

What?
What happened?

That costume,
it's incredible.

Costume? Are you
out of your mind?

You just gave me
a heart attack.

Those guys must have
broken down somewhere.

Hey, you want a lift?

Shirley.

Come on,
we'll give you
a lift to town.

I'm not really
a vampire.

I'm in a costume,
just like you.
We're going to a party.

Wow.

Anybody who'd go
to the trouble to make

a costume like that
has got to be a good guy.

It's Halloween, right?
Everybody has a blast tonight.
Come on!

Shirley, maybe these people
are waiting for a tow...

SHIRLEY: Are you kidding?
Out here? Where would they
find a phone?

You better get in here,
in front with me and Norman.

I think your friend
takes up the whole
backseat.

Come on.

He's a big one, isn't he?

Gotta be hot
in that getup.

(SHIRLEY GIGGLING)

Troy, the signal
is slightly weaker.

They must be moving
away from us in
some kind of vehicle.

We're almost back
to the main artery.
Then we can go faster.

ANDROMUS: We are grateful
for your assistance.

Sure. So where
are you heading?

Towards the large
population center.

You even talk
like you look.

I wish that Mildred and
Arnie could see these two.

Shirley, no.

Norman. Have fun.

I mean, everybody goes
to two or three parties
on Halloween.

I'll tell you one thing.
You'd have a terrific time.

Everybody's going to be there.
Even Wolfman.

Wolfman?

WOLFMAN JACK:
We're gonna get down: : :

There it is.

All you part-time vampires,
we're gonna get down
in the Disco Inferno:

(HOWLING)

I'm being terribly rude.
I'm Shirley, and this is my
husband, Norman.

He's general manager
of the station we're
listening to.

Station?

NORMAN: 150,000 watts.

On a good night,
they can hear us
in the next galaxy.

Really?

Attention all units,
Code 10-16:

Stolen police vehicle
in area of
Hudson River Parkway:

Unit Number 1711:
All units report any
contact and be advised:

Two men, Caucasian,
reported driving vehicle,

are armed and considered
extremely dangerous:

Troy?

Yes?

There goes our advantage.
We're in trouble.

I guess they're humoring us.

If they don't know about
the radio station,

then they must be
classical buffs.

In which case, they probably
won't be very impressed
meeting Wolfman Jack.

On the contrary,

I think Centuri and I would
be delighted to meet this
Wolfman Jack.

And I would like to hear
all about your radio station.

Well, then it's settled!

I can't wait to see Arnie
and Mildred's faces when
we walk in with these two.

Me, neither.

(SIRENS BLARING)

Troy?

I see them.

We have the fugitive
police car in sight.

We're in pursuit on
West 12th Street, heading
toward Westside Drive.

We're gonna have
to make a choice.

If we stop, we lose time.

It's the one thing we
can't afford to lose with
those two Cylons ahead of us.

Maybe if we tell somebody
what's going on,
here on Earth.

Who'd believe us?
The Air Force?

Wouldn't do any good.

All those Cylons need to do is
get control of the transmitter
for just a few minutes.

Amazing.

Yes. I always feel
the same way whenever
I come to Manhattan.

Where exactly is this party
you fellows are going to?

Oh, you needn't be
considered about us.

Aren't they cute?

Mildred and Arnie are
just gonna love this.

Yeah, well, I hope they
feel the same way after
Arnie forces

a couple of his famous
meatballs down their throat.

Now, Norman, don't get
started on the meatballs
again this year.

They are to the
digestive tract

what Vida Blue is to
the San Francisco Giants.
A stopper.

Norman, please.
You're gonna frighten
these guys.

NORMAN: Good, if they had
any sense, they'd go
to their own party.

The only reason I'm going
to Arnie's myself

is because he is
the best program
director in radio.

And as for that
sister of his,

she's so desperate
for a husband,

she once proposed
to a mugger
in Central Park.

Oh, she did not.
You're terrible.

We'll see. The only thing
I can tell you fellows,
to be on guard.

Between Arnie's food
and his sister's
romantic malnutrition,

you could be in
for the night
of your life.

You don't need
to be concerned.

We're quite capable
of defending ourselves.
Right, Centuri?

By your command:

Maybe this wasn't
such a good idea.