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Should I come out to find you?
Do you read me, Apollo?

Apollo.

It's an ocean of darkness.
I can't see a thing.

It's more dangerous
than a cylon outpost -

the biggest magnetic sea
I've ever seen.

- A magnetic sea?
- A void. We couldn't scan the other side.

This disease has affected every pilot
and half the bridge officers -

everyone who'd been in contact
with anyone at that party.

I can't isolate it.

The viper's the most advanced
flying machine ever.

You don't just turn one over
to a shuttle pilot!

I want you to get them
combat-ready.

- You're not serious?
- I'm deadly serious.

Ah, don't force it.
Remember, you're flying a viper.

Just think
what you want it to do.

- We're about to be married!
- What does that have to do with it?

Your own sister's a pilot
and a warrior.

- She's not my wife-to-be!
- Stand by to launch probe.

Core systems transferring control.
Launch when ready.

- Oh, felgercarb!
- Easy, brie, I got him.

Commander? Blue squadron reports
mission successful, no casualties.

Good.
As soon as the squadron has landed,

order all ships to close on the Galactica
and slow down to probe speed.

- We're not going into the void?
- The void may give us some cover.

By your command.

Everything is still proceeding
according to my plan,

except you have not captured
one of their pilots as I ordered.

To assure such a capture,
we would have to risk being discovered.

They send out patrols,
do they not?

Capture one!

There are those who believe

that life here began out there,

far across the universe,

with tribes of humans

who may have been
the forefathers of the Egyptians

or the toltecs or the Mayans.

Some believe that there may yet be
brothers of man

who even now fight to survive

somewhere beyond the heavens.

Navigation reports - instruments
fluctuating from magnetic interference.

- Commander?
- Steady on course.

Distress signals
from the rising star and the edena.

Half the fleet is panicking, sir.
If they drift off, we'll never find them.

Order all captains to maintain
visual contact on the Galactica.

All right, make it brief.

How do you feel?

I heard about what you did.

Thanks.

How do you feel?

Awful.

But it beats being dead.

For all we know,
the void could be endless.

The book of the word
tells us that a great star

guided the lords of kobol
away from the dying planet,

across an endless black sea.

The void?

Adama,

there are probably as many voids
in the universe as there are ideas.

Old friend, this simple medallion
is the symbol of my power.

But it is also the symbol of our faith,
handed down by the lords of kobol

through the millennia
to each member of the council of 12.

With all our magnificent machinery,

can we turn our backs

on the inspiration which delivered
our people once before?

- This round's on me!
- All right!

Did you see what deitra did?

- It was incredible.
- What happened, deitra?

Well, when I broke
over their launch bay,

there were two rising
on Apollo's tail.

Apollo, what do you plan on doing
for living quarters after you're married?

Oh, I am so excited. I found a place
in the astrodon freighter.

With a little paint
and some nice curtains, it's so cosy!

You're so good with colour.

In the shuttle, I only pulled about two gs.
But when I was on my own...

You'll never believe
what I found.

I just found some valcron
in the tip barge.

Really?

- The soft, translucent kind?
- Absolutely stunning!

There were vipers and Cylons
all over the place.

And I was afraid to fire a laser
in case I would hit one of you.

Apollo, Starbuck.

You're not feeling left out,
are you?

Oh, no.
What would make you think that?

Commander,
could you take a look at this?

- What is it?
- I don't know.

It was there behind us
and then it was gone.

Field looks clear to me now.

Now it does
but every once in a while...

There! Look!

- Meteorite track?
- It's always in the quadrant delta 9.

If it's a meteorite,
it's following us.

Cylons?

There's only one way
to find out.

Stay beyond scanner range.

Our objective is to capture
one of their patrols.

- Hey, slow up, you guys.
- This is confidential. It's a mission.

- You've got the wrong pilot.
- Wrong pilot?

I'm Apollo's wingman.
Where Apollo goes, I go.

- I don't think you understand.
- Adama's orders, it's been posted.

That's posted?

I didn't look.
I just assumed. I mean...

That's fine. I'd rather spend
the next few centons in the bar

picking up pointers
from those hot pilots.

- Colonel...
- Proceed to the launch bay.

- Your coordinates are programmed.
- Have a nice mission!

- Starbuck!
- I think we hurt his feelings.

We don't have time for this.
There are targets trailing our fleet.

- Where's he going?
- Why?

He's going the wrong way
if he's going to the officers' club.

- Starbuck, this is captain Apollo's ship.
- Yeah, we switched patrols.

Launch when ready.

Transferring control to intercept 1.
Launch when ready.

Starbuck.

- He's violating orders.
- He's protecting us.

Wait a minute. I'm your wingman.

- I'm his wingman!
- I know. I know.

- Serina!
- Intercept 2, acknowledging coordinates.

- Launch.
- Launch when ready.

Commander,
intercepts 1 and 2 are launched.

- Only there's...
- Only what?

There are three ships in the air.

If you get too far ahead of me,
you're gonna lose your fix.

Now slow up
and give me a chance to catch up.

Get your tail back
aboard the Galactica.

Is that any way
to talk to an officer?

I'll have you up on charges.
Or locked out of my chambers.

Serina, you're a good pilot.

My head believes that
even if my stomach doesn't.

But this void can swallow up
good pilots.

- Apollo.
- Yo.

Whatever the Galactica picked up
on her scanners is beyond our range.

I could lose my fix
on the Galactica.

- Then go back.
- I got a better idea.

I'll keep my fix on you,
you keep your fix on the home base.

- We can double our range.
- I have a better idea.

Apollo can lock on me, I'll fix on
the Galactica and we triple our range.

- Who was that?
- Nobody. Just come back.

If anybody's going on deep probe,
it'll be me.

Sorry.
Consider it a wedding present.

- Starbuck.
- Starbuck!

Switching off of you for a microcenton
to scan ahead. Stand by.

Galactica patrol entering quadrant.
Stand by to intercept.

Targets.

I'm practically on top of 'em.

I'm leaving the void and...
Uh-oh! I am on top of 'em!

Apollo, I'm in trouble. Repeat, Apollo...

Say again, Starbuck.
You're breaking up.

I cannot read you.

Starbuck, do you read?
Do you read? Come in!

Frack.

I like the way
you haven't gone overboard on furniture.

Thanks.

It will go better for you
if you'd show a little respect.

You mean things could get worse?

Mmm.

Lieutenant Starbuck.

- How nice of you to drop in.
- Baltar!

I'd trade my life
for one shot at you.

Understand that I had nothing to do
with the defeat of the colonies.

- I, too, was a victim.
- Yeah, you look like one.

There have been changes
in the cylon empire,

changes favourable to humans
and their predicament.

- You'd know a lot about that.
- Don't antagonise me.

I come to bring an offer of peace
to all humans.

These people are our friends.

Really? Then you won't mind
my leaving with the good news.

In time.

Remove him.
See that he's fed and made comfortable.

Torture won't do you any good.
I had a course in resisting.

Hey, careful. I bruise easy!

This is your plan?

To convince the humans
that we come bearing the twig of peace?

Yes.

You cannot assume
they would ever trust you again.

You underestimate
the human need for hope.

Properly presented,
and at a propitious moment,

they'll come willingly
to my arms.

How long will you watch for him?

I just can't believe he's gone.

Apollo.

I loved him too.

That's why I think he'd understand.
Even approve.

Understand? Approve what?

Apollo, marry me now.

Now?

- Right in the middle of...
- Of what?

A disaster, a void,
an endless night?

I don't care. I don't want to wait
for a moment which may never happen.

Do you love me?

Is that what it would take
to prove it to you?

I just want every moment
we have left

before another centon passes,

another mission
where I might lose you.

Will the protector of serina

consent to relinquishing
his responsibilities to Apollo,

the man to whom
she has consented to be married?

Yes.

The words I'm about to speak...
Are the most powerful in all the universe.

They seal a union between
this man and this woman...

Which is not only for now
but for all the eternities.

Apollo,

sedna,

under the eyes of god,

bound by the symbol

of the faiths of the lord of kobol,

I declare you sealed.

A star. A star!

- What is it?
- It's a star.

What is it, colonel tigh?

- Where are we?
- Is it the end of the void?

- It's hard to believe.
- Believe it.

Believe it!
It's the end of the void!

Tigh, initiate a search for a planet, elliptical
orbit, one to three parsecs from the star.

- A planet?
- If I'm right, the planet kobol.

Kobol

yes.
The mother world of all humans...

Where life began.

- Incredible.
- Beautiful.

We have a better chance
of being alone here than in the fleet.

Lieutenant, we'll set up camp on the hill
and post a guard, please.

Against what? I thought this planet
was supposed to be dead.

Yes.

Yes, it's supposed to be.

But post a guard.

A curious development,
your eminence.

This one will, I am sure,
take you by surprise.

Nothing takes me by surprise.
What is it?

- A star.
- What star?

A star has appeared
as if out of nowhere

and has guided the Galactica
to a dead planet.

Surely Adama knows I'm closing
for the kill, why would he...?

A star, you said?

Of course.

The endless black void
and the majestic star in the heavens.

The trap is about to be sprung,
my good friend.

And now it will be all too easy.

- Prepare my craft.
- And an escort?

- I go alone.
- Of course.

Only I can bring
the Galactica to your leader.

Of course.

I wonder what the city was called.

There were many cities
here on kobol.

Eden was the largest.
It was the first to fall.

This... this might be it.

I don't know.

I can't read any of it.

I know. It's difficult.

But I've been spending
so much time with the old records.

For example, that.
That refers to the ninth lord of kobol.

That's his seal.

He was the... the last ruler
before the 13 tribes migrated to the stars.

- 12 to settle our colonies.
- That's why you entered the void.

You think you can find the clue
to where the 13th tribe went!

Beyond this portal

lies the ninth lord of kobol

in eternal peace.

Enter upon pain of death.

Your medallion.

- It's the same.
- Yes.

The sea! Of the ancient lords.

Who were they?

Tomb robbers.

Must be.

No. The laser blast would bring
the ceiling down upon us.

Commander.

We must be
near the sacred chambers.

I know exactly how you feel...

Old friend.

Baltar.

No, father!

Leave him to the council!

You almost killed me.

- What is this madness?
- You need to ask?

- Selling out your own flesh and blood?
- Selling out?

What has he told you?

What great truths
has Adama spoken to my back?

You didn't destroy our fleet,

our cities, almost every
living thing in the colonies?

Are you completely mad?

What sane human being
would do a thing like that?

Adama, surely you have not
supported such lies?

How could you think me so evil?

I, too, hold the seal of the lords,
am a member of the council of 12.

I was as much a victim as any of you.
I lost everything, my family, my people.

I was trapped between
the president's Battlestar and my own.

Captured by the Cylons,
taken away like an animal to face trial!

Apparently they found you innocent,
a friend of the Cylons.

I was spared to lure you into another trap
through a message of peace

from some new
and more benevolent cylon ruler.

- Get him out!
- Adama, wait!

You must hear me out.

I have been to the cylon seat of power.
It is in chaos.

The cylon forces are searching for you
throughout the star system.

The route back into the cylon empire
is barely defended.

One single Battlestar could take control of
the empire and bring it to its knees!

You have the tongue of an angel
and the soul of a serpent.

I can prove my good intentions,
that I have the power

to lead you back into cylon,
supposedly as my prisoners

but in actuality to launch
a counterattack against those demons.

- What proof?
- The release of one of your officers.

Lieutenant Starbuck.

- He's alive.
- Let me show you.

At what price?

- Remove him, Apollo.
- What if he can prove what he's saying?

If they've sent him,
then it is a trap.

Then why haven't they attacked?

I cannot tell you.

But our safety is not behind us
with you or the Cylons.

It lies somewhere out there
along the path taken by the 13th tribe.

- The one that colonised the planet earth.
- Earth?

You can't be serious.
That's only a fable.

I believe it is as real
as the existence of the 13th tribe.

And the key to that tribe

is here in this place,

locked away somewhere.

I'm certain of it.

Just getting the feel of it,
centurion.

What have you to report?

Two centurions have escorted
the prisoner to the surface

but there is no word from Baltar.

A pity.

I'm afraid Baltar's plan has failed,
whatever that plan truly was.

A pity.

His instructions were quite specific,

to stand by to escort
the Galactica back to cylon.

Yes.

The thought that intrigued me
was just who was to be whose prisoner.

The orders were quite specific.
They were to be our prisoners.

Oh, you centurions are so limited
in your appreciation of the human mind.

I'm afraid even our imperious leader
underestimates Baltar.

The leader and I are
of the same series, you know.

The il group.

Why he was chosen over me
I'll never understand.

But it's just possible...

That a major military victory
under my command...

What is your command?

Hmm...

Just thinking out loud.

The old writings...

They have him beguiled.

He sits up there in the temple
waiting for i-don't-know-what.

Apollo, those scriptures
sent us here.

No, a burned-out sun led us,
nothing more.

All right, dear "practical".

Isn't it comforting to know there's more
to life than a burned-out star and ruins?

Hi, how are you?

Starbuck!

- Starbuck!
- Starbuck!

Ah, missed me, did you?

- I guess you did.
- Hey, everybody, it's Starbuck!

He's back.

Hey, it's against regulations to hug
a junior officer. Unless you mean it.

We thought you were dead.

What's a little base star
to an old war jock like me?

- Base star?
- There's a base star coming?

Not coming, waiting. For orders.

Didn't Baltar show?
He got me free.

- A base star?
- Cylons here?

He's come to offer peace.
Do you believe it?

We better leave the planet before
his forces get here. Start breaking camp.

Where are you going?

Baltar, I want some answers.

- You're coming with me.
- Ah. Starbuck has arrived. Good.

- I told you to send him to the Galactica.
- I was afraid to send him.

You should see his effect
on our warriors.

- We can't expose him to the council.
- I can handle it.

Can you handle the cylon base ship?
There's one just beyond scanner range.

We must leave while the star is dormant
and the magnetic field can hide our escape!

We cannot leave.

Adama, listen to reason.
You could drift forever in search of what?

A planet that may be the myth of
half-drunken star voyagers who died here?

We could all die here, unless I give
the appearance that I've delivered you.

We must attack and seize power.

- It will take them completely by surprise.
- I trusted you once.

I cannot stay here too long
before my machine friends

will become nervous
and do something rash.

Is it me
or is the room getting light?

It's the star!
It's pulsing again.

It's as if that window were placed
precisely in that position for a reason.

- The medallion.
- Keyed by the star.

Baltar, wait!

Baltar, don't touch that!
Baltar!

- The ninth lord of kobol!
- Don't touch it!

How dare you defile
the holy crypt!

I don't believe
in primitive superstition.

I didn't mean it!

It's blocked!

Out! I want out! Stand aside!

It was a mistake!
I meant no harm!

Adama, the lords are with you.
Use your power. Get us out of here!

Icannot

- Apollo?
- I'd say they're using 50 megon loads.

Cylons! Take cover!

Get down! Get to your vipers!

- Athena, where's Apollo and serina?
- Up at the temple with Baltar.

They're gonna blow
that place to pieces!

The only way to get 'em down
is to knock 'em out of the sky.

Are you crazy?
You barely know how to fly!

- You do what you want to do! I'm going!
- Wait!

Lord help us.

Watch out, deitra! Take cover!

If I get my hands on you,
Lucifer...

Adama, do something!

Give me the torch. Quickly!

All right, fly in pairs. Wingmen,
stick to your leaders. Protect them.

- We may have a chance.
- Starbuck, we'll ionise them!

The angle of deflection on incoming cylon
fighters indicates an attack on kobol.

And all of our warriors
are down there.

Not all of them.

Colonel, blue squadron
reporting for duty, sir.

Lieutenant,
obviously you can't even stand.

A viper is flown
from the seated position, sir.

They've seen us!

80, 90, 100.

Athena, quit counting.
You're not on the bridge.

Let's go get 'em!

Jamie got hit! Watch out!
Brie, there's one on your tail!

Breaking!

It's hopeless, Starbuck!

Deitra, roll! Roll!

- We're trapped.
- Let's go out fighting.

Launch vipers.

Transferring launch control.
Launch when ready.

Launching.

Jolly.

- On your wake.
- Let's go.

Senna.

Apollo.

This is what we came for.

This is a record of the exodus,

the final departure
of the first 12 tribes,

the ones which eventually
became the colonies we knew.

And here,

the last days,
the final days of kobol.

- It tells of the 13th tribe.
- Can you tell where they went?

The door!

- It's been blasted open.
- The writings!

- Forget the writings.
- They're gone.

- Help me!
- We'll be gone if we don't hurry!

Somebody help me.

Here.

There they are.

Blue squadron,
let's go join the party.

- I'm in trouble.
- Hang on, Starbuck, I'm coming.

- You better hurry.
- Jolly, this one's mine!

Yeee-haa!

I got two lined up!

The pillar is just too great!

Father, we must get out
before it comes down on us!

No, you can't leave me here.

Baltar, we're left
with no choice.

Your... your friends
have sealed your fate and ours.

Lucifer...

I'll tear you apart limb from limb,
circuit by circuit, so help me!

You have not heard
the last of Baltar!

Colonel, combat report coming in.

Surprise total - Cylons running.

Shall we pursue? Boomer.

Negative. Bring them home.

Any word from the commander
or Apollo?

No, sir.

The camp has been obliterated.

It doesn't mean
they didn't get away.

Starbuck!

- What happened?
- We lost good pilots.

- Athena?
- She's with the rest of the squadron.

Colonel tigh
wants to get underway.

The Cylons
will be sending reinforcements.

Yes, we must get off the surface quickly.
Come along.

Look out!

Serina.

Senna.

Senna.

Mama...

I hear you won the whole war.

I had a little help.

You're going away, aren't you?

Yes, boxey, I am.

But your father will be there
to love you and...

And take care of you.

And I'll love you always.

You won't forget that?

Is that any way
for a junior warrior to act?

That's better.

That's much better.

It isn't fair to you.

To me?

If I could trade places...

I just want you to know...

That I feel very, very lucky.

Even if all we had
was a brief time,

it will be worth an eternity.

We will have an eternity too.

- Do you believe that?
- You've convinced me.

A spirit like yours
just can't end.

I love you.

I love you.

- I don't want her to go!
- I know.

But it's her body that's gone,
boxey, not her spirit.

Or her love for us.

We'll have that always.

Forever.

I guess I won't make
a very good warrior.

You'll make a fine warrior.

Come on, son, let's go.

Fleeing from the cylon tyranny,

the last Battlestar, Galactica,

leads a ragtag fugitive fleet

on a lonely quest -

a shining planet

known as earth.