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Previously on
Battlestar Galactica:

Gives me the creeps...

seeing him acting like that
with her....

How can one of us get that
roped in by one of them?

Look, Chief....

I know how she felt about you.
She loved you.

You know what, I should
probably be grateful to you...

because that freak in
her belly could've been mine.

Do you have
actual memories of,,,

being with the Chief
before the Cylon attack?

You're the father of my child.
You're the first in my heart.

And nothing is
ever going to change that,

All right, here's the deal.
We are going
to build a new fighter.

Blackbird test flight,
cleared for launch.

Galactica, Apollo,
I've lost her,

Of course, you lost contact.
It's a damn stealth ship,
remember?

[siren sounding]

Action stations,
action stations, Set Condition
One throughout the ship,

This is not a drill,
Repeat, Action stations,
action stations,

(Adama)
Well, Madam President,
looks like...

you picked
a hell of a day for a visit.

This is the commander. Sitrep.

Bogey just jumped into
dradis range, CBDR.

From the size of it, it's
probably a Cylon base ship.

CAP's on its way
to intercept it.

Alert the fleet
to an emergency jump,

I'm on my way
with the President.

Galactica, Apollo,
I'm outbound on course
to the Base Star...

just tag alongside me,

I estimate
one minute till intercept,

(Dualla)
Roger that, Apollo,

Be advised, alert fighters
have launched...

and will take station
on your Six in three minutes.

Sitrep.

Alert fighters launched.

New dradis contact,
they're launching raiders.

How long till we jump?

Another two minutes.

Sir?

Sir, I'm getting
Colonial transponders.

Colonial?

Hell, now they're using
our own signals against us.

Maybe.

Weapons hold.
Hold the jump, too.

Something up your sleeve,
I take it?

All ships, Galactica,
hold jump.

Say again, hold jump.

Ship to ship,
Colonial priority one channel.

Send hostile challenge
and lD.

And put your reply
up on the speakers.

Attention, unknown vessel.
This is
the Battlestar Galactica,

Identify yourself
or we will fire upon you.

Range now 1,700, sir.

(man)
This is
the Battlestar Pegasus...

to the ship claiming to be
the Galactica. Please respond,

Pegasus? How could that be?
The entire fleet
was destroyed.

Give me direct contact.

Pegasus,
this is Galactica actual.

Authenticate identity
with recognition codes
immediately.

Sir.

I'm receiving
Colonial recognition codes.

They're authentic.

(Cain)
Galactica,
this is Pegasus actual,

Adama, is that you?

Adm. Cain.

What a pleasure
to hear your voice.

(Cain)
Disengage.

Red Team, disengage.
Red Team, disengage.

Commander...

(Cain)
I don't know what to say.

This is a miracle.

You took the words
right out of my mouth.

Step down to Condition One
throughout the fleet.

(Apollo)
Galactica Apollo, you are
not going to believe,,,

what I'm looking at out here,

It's like a dream.

It is a dream.

(man on wireless)
Pegasus Raptor 861, Galactica.

Skids down, mag secure,
Welcome aboard, Admiral,

(Tigh)
Get into ranks, people!

Look sharp.
This isn't recess!

Come on, the landing party
is here. Dress and cover.

Nice of you to show up.
Couldn't get here too early.

Group, attention!

Adm. Cain,
welcome aboard the Galactica,

Cmdr. Adama...

it's an honor.

Allow me to present to you
the President of the Colonies,
Laura Roslin.

It's a long story. Welcome.

Madam President,
pleasure.

On behalf of the officers
and the crew of the Pegasus,,,

it's a pleasure
to see all of you.

Welcome back
to the Colonial Fleet.

[all cheering]

Capt. Taylor.

Kara Thrace.
Captain Taylor.

Admiral.

I'm fairly burning with
questions. I hope you
don't mind if I just dive in.

Please.
How did you find us?

Well, we were tracking
a Cylon fleet.

We were trying to predict
their movements, which seemed
rather random initially.

Until we realized that they
were just jumping to systems
with natural resources.

So, we began to scout
those systems ourselves...

hoping to carry out
hit-and-run attacks
on their fleet...

but instead of finding
the Cylons, we found you.

So, you've been
attacking their fleet?

Well, you know what they say
about the best defense.

How did you avoid the initial
Cylon attack on the Colonies?

I'll have another
if you don't mind.

Galactica's finest.

[exhales]

Beats the hell out of
the nickel tour.
Thank you.

I figured if you'd seen
one old Battlestar,
you'd seen them all.

Yeah, well,
she's an old one.

I can't believe the Cylons
didn't kick your ass...

up one side and down the other
in this bucket.

Sorry.

And just for that...

you have to skip this round.

[laughing]

We were docking
at Scorpion Fleet Shipyard.

We were getting ready to go in
for a three-month overhaul.

Most of the crew was getting
ready for extended shore leave
and family reunions.

XO had the deck.

I was down in my quarters,
wrapping up some paperwork...

and getting ready to pack up
to go home to Tauron.

And that's when
the Cylons attacked.

They hit the shipyard
with three, maybe four nukes.

Five ships.
Two of them Battlestars.

They were destroyed
right there.

And by the time
I got to back to ClC...

I discovered
that I'd lost over 700 men.

My gods.

We were
completely defenseless,
so I ordered a jump.

To where?

Wherever.

Nowhere. Just jump.

(Adama)
Blind jump.

Could've ended up anywhere.
Gutsy call.

No. Desperate move.

Didn't see any other choice.

Well, I'm sure you have
quite a story
to tell yourself.

But I won't make you
go through it
right this very minute.

You can send up your logs
when you get the chance.

Yes, sir.

Is something wrong?

No.

I sometimes forget
about the rules
of military protocol.

(Adama)
Adm. Cain is
my superior officer.

She will take complete command
of the entire fleet.

I was wondering
how to broach that topic.

Trust me when I say...

that while the chain
of command is strict,
it is not heartless.

And neither am l.

This is your ship.

And I have no desire
to interfere with
Galactica's internal affairs.

I appreciate it, Admiral.

Madam President, you look
like I just shot your dog.

No, I just.... Just
the Commander and l,
we've been through a lot.

Excuse me.
Madam President?

If you'll both
excuse me.

Admiral, I can't tell you
how grateful we are
to have you here.

Thank you for finding us.

Madam President.

The Secretary
of Education?

She's come a long way.

I'm sure.

So tell me about Adm. Cain.

Officer's discretion.

Of course.

We were going after
what we thought was
a little Cylon comm relay.

Easy target, right?

Turns out it wasn't
a comm relay at all.
It was a staging area.

Full of 15 squadrons
of raiders.

[exclaims]

Adm. Cain ordered
our XO to attack.

Those two were real close.
He'd served
with her for years.

But here's the thing...

he refused the order.

Adm. Cain...

we have a Cylon prisoner
aboard this ship.

Really?

We have one
on ours as well.

Ours has proven to be
an excellent source
of intelligence.

She's been very cooperative.

The Vice President,
Dr. Baltar,
has been working with her.

(Tigh)
What did she do?
She asked for his gun.

Shot him in the head with it
in front of the whole crew.

And then she turned to me.

What did you do?

I ordered the frakking attack,
what do you think I did?

[laughing]

No.

No. I'm just joking.

I'm just kidding, you know.

It gives me no pleasure
to have to take command, Bill.

I want you to know that.

Don't give it
a moment's thought, Admiral.

[door closes]

[chattering]

Is this a scorecard?

You guys put scorecards
on the side of your ships?

Like you don't keep score.

You don't see me
painting them on the side...

Iike I'm bragging
to the whole
frakking universe.

That's 48 kills
right there.

That's special.
Do you have caps
and T-shirts, too?

[laughing]

Where's the Galactica CAG?

Right here.

Let's hear the rundown
on this squadron of yours,
Captain.

I see you don't keep
track of your kills.
You should start.

Encourages morale,
gets the competition going,
esprit de corps,

Well,
that's one philosophy.

It's
Adm. Cain's philosophy.

That means it's
your philosophy now, Captain.

The name of my commander
is Adama.

It should be pretty easy
to remember,
'cause it's my name.

Yeah.

I'll keep that in mind,
daddy's boy.

Let's see
your ordnance lists.

They made me head of
the Cylon branch and my main
focus is on Cylon detection.

We have our own
Cylon prisoner.

I'd like you to examine it
as soon as possible.

See if you can
glean anything from it.

I wonder who the Cylon
will turn out to be?

A stranger,
a familiar face...

a trusted friend who suddenly
turns out to be the enemy?

Did you hear
what I just said?

Yes.

I'd be really....
I'd be very happy
to examine the prisoner.

Commander.

Admiral.
Admiral. I am so sorry.

That is one ugly baby.

Excuse me?

Do you mind if I take a look
around? I'm Laird,
Pegasus Deck Chief.

Yeah. Tyrol.

Thanks for sending over
these parts. Yeah, look at
whatever you like.

DDG-62's. I'll be.

I designed these engines.
I thought they phased them
out over 10 years ago.

You're
an aeronautical engineer?
Yeah, I was.

Then the war happened,
and I got drafted to being
the Deck Chief on Pegasus,

So you're really a civilian?
How'd that happen?

I was on the Scylla,
and we got picked up
by the Pegasus,

Things happen.

Mind if I crawl around
inside here? I heard you
designed this yourself.

I'd love to see
how you did it.

Yeah, go ahead.

Pegasus has been
resupplying Galactica,,,

from its own reserve,
for military operations.

Which l
completely support.

But when will some of
these supplies start getting
out to the fleet?

Adm. Cain has assured me
that those supplies
are on their way.

Well, at least she's taking
your phone calls. I can't even
get her to answer mine.

I'll bring it
to her attention.

How are you doing
with all this?

She outranks me.
It's as simple as that.

You know, if President Adar
stepped off that Raptor,
I'd be elated.

Grateful to have someone
take over, and yet....

I don't want go to
the "and yet" part.

I've been taking orders
my entire career.
This is no different.

Well, then, Commander,
thank you.

We would appreciate
all the help you can give us.

You shall receive it.

Sounds like
you were both drunk.

No question. But he
wasn't lying, I can
tell you that right now.

Well, I hope you won't
jump to conclusions.
Wait for all of the facts.

Context matters.

Context?

That woman shot an officer
right in front of the crew.

We shot down an entire
civilian transport...

with over
1,000 people onboard.

It says so right there.
That was completely different.

And we don't know there were
people on that ship.

Which is why I hope
the Admiral reads
the complete log...

and understands the context.

We should ask Adm. Cain
for her logs just so we can
put her in context.

Wouldn't that be nice?

Don't get too close.
It killed seven of my crew.

You want my guards
to come in with you?

Feeling scared, Gaius?

Want the big, bad soldiers
to protect you from the mean
old Cylon prisoner?

No, I think
we'll be just fine.
Thank you.

Oh, my God.

(No.6)
My God, Gaius.

It's me.

Look what
they've done to her.

Open the door.
Now, please.

[gasps]

She must've
struggled.

She must have
fought back.

That doesn't justify this.
Stop it.

Hello.

Hello. Can you hear me?

She's obviously been abused.

Tortured.
(Balter)
Yes.

But there's no obvious sign
of head trauma.

[Baltar exclaims]

Voluntary eye movements
suggest conscious thought.

Can't you stop being
a scientist for one moment...

and look at the abused woman
lying there in front of you?

Now, listen.

I know this must be
very difficult for you.

Don't patronize me.

I'm not patronizing you.
I'm trying to reason with you.

If I'm going to help her,
I have to understand her
first.

Will you help her, Gaius?

I will do everything I can.

After all...

she is remarkably similar
to someone I care about
a great deal.

I think
it would be best...

if you left us alone
for a time.

It suffered no serious
head injuries, therefore
no physical damage...

to its neural pathways or
cognitive reasoning centers.

But it's quite clearly
traumatized.

Which would suggest that its
current condition
is psychological in nature.

Had you thought of that?
No.

It shows that
the Cylon consciousness
is just as susceptible...

to the same pressures
and cleavages
as the human psyche...

and can be manipulated
in the same fashion.

Simply put, Admiral,
you have already
used the stick.

It's time to use
a carrot.

Please give the doctor
whatever he needs.
Aye, sir.

Commander,
having read your logs...

it appears that you've been
through quite an ordeal.

We've had our moments.

Well, you did
yourselves proud.

Thank you, Admiral.

As I told you, we
were tracking a Cylon Fleet
when we found Galactica,

And now that I've had a chance
to compare their route
to your ship's logs...

it's quite clear that
they've been following you.

Our recon
so far tells us...

that the fleet is composed
of two base ships...

about a dozen
or so support ships...

and one large vessel
that we are
still unable to identify.

It's this large ship here
that I'm interested in.

What's its function?
Is it a commanding
control ship?

A raider factory?

Possibly. Whatever it is,
the Cylons are protecting it.

This is what I'd call
a tempting target.

And here I was
getting ready to do
a whole song and dance...

about combining resources
for a joint strike mission.

Any chance of hitting
the Cylons where it hurts.

My pleasure.

I'll have Apollo
coordinate with your CAG.

Which leads me
to the next subject,
Commander.

I'm going to
integrate the crews.

And I'm starting by
reassigning Capt. Adama
to the Pegasus air wing.

I have a team
that works very well together.

Let's just
cut through it, shall we?

After reviewing your logs,
it is my judgment...

that having your son
as Galactica CAG
has been a grave mistake.

He's been insubordinate,
even mutinous.

And these are direct quotes
from your logs, by the way.

And I dare say,
he's not the only one
with disciplinary problems.

There's a Kara Thrace who
habitually strikes fellow
officers and disobeys orders.

This Lt. Agathon
has fraternized with...

and evidently impregnated
an enemy agent.

Let's not even
discuss your XO.

So...

there is a complete list
of transfers.

I thought you said
you had no desire
to interfere with my command.

I'm saving
your command, Bill.

You're way too close
to these officers.

And it's blinding you
to their weaknesses...

and to the damage that
they're doing to unit cohesion
and then to morale.

I don't agree.

Well, that is
certainly your right.

You have your orders.

Transfer to Pegasus?

Why the frak
should we do that?

Because those are
your orders.

We can't just let her
come here and change
our entire roster...

on the eve of
a major Cylon operation.

She's trying to
break up the team...

'cause their CAG
has a stick up his ass--

That's enough!

You're officers,
act like it.

She's given you an order.
You will carry it out.

Permission to speak freely?
You may not.

We've all gotten used to
bending the rules,
having our way...

Ietting things slide.
Well, that's over.

You wear the uniform,
you will accept the rules
that go with it.

You've been transferred.

Pack your gear
and report to the Pegasus CAG.

Dismissed.

This is a photo recon mission,

We are interested in one
Cylon ship in particular,,,

which is larger than anything
we've encountered before,

Analysis to date suggests
they will be in
this star system neXt,

We will hide
behind this moon,,,

which has an abnormally large
magnetotail and will mask
our dradis signatures,

We'll power down, hide near
the surface,
wait for the fleet to pass by,

Starbuck,
You have something to add?

Your plan sucks.

And the Cylons aren't stupid.

That moon's a blind spot.
They'll never go near it.

You really
want to get close...

you got to use
the stealth ship we
constructed aboard Galactica,

The homemade tin can?
(Stinger)
That's enough,

Starbuck,
you're off this mission,

Whiplash, Thumper,
get your optical gear ready,

Apollo, you'll pilot
the Raptor with me,

Your jacket says
you qualified in one,
Remember how to fly it?

Yes, sir.
Good, Dismissed,

[chattering]

They expect us
to take this lying down?

Now you're flying
a frakking Raptor?
It's humiliating.

A surveillance package?

Go get the Blackbird.
Take some pretty pictures
of our Cylon ship.

Copy that.

Cheers, everybody.
(all)
Yeah!

Where's the Blackbird?
A Lt. Thrace took it out.

She said Adm. Cain ordered
a performance check out.

What?
(Gage)
Hey, Chief.

You deserve a frakking medal.
We haven't seen booze
for months.

This place is
a frakking party!

(Vireem)
I heard you guys
even got yourselves a Cylon.

Heard she's a hot one, too.

Get me some of that
Cylon stuff.

A little of the,
"Oh, yeah, oh, yeah."

Hey, you know what,
that's enough, guys.
Just shut up.

Sensitive. You got a soft spot
for the little robot girl,
do you?

[door opens]

Who the hell are you?

Remember when Thorne put that
"please disturb" sign up
on the brig there?

(Gage)
I got in line twice.
I hear that.

Remember she was just lying
there with that blank look
on her face, like....

Hey, do you mind?

(man #1)
Ooh, Frisky

That hurts.

What is the function
of this ship?

I don't know.
Here, take a closer look.

What makes it
so important?

Why would two Base Stars
be tasked to protect it?

[choking]

[coughing]

I don't know.

Do you think Thorne will give
us a chance at this one, too?

No, I heard him say he's gonna
have to break her in
a little first.

Who the hell's this Thorne?
Lt. Thorne, sir.
Cylon interrogator.

Rides them hard
and keeps them talking.

Your little robot girl
is in for quite a ride.

Hee-haw.

[groans]

Think about it.
We need to go.

What the frak?

Okay.

No!

Move it!
Get out of the way!

Move!
Get out of the way.

[screaming]

[Sharon screaming]

Get off her!

Get off her, now!

[groans]

Motherfrakker!

Freeze!

Don't either of you
frakking move! Don't move!

Don't either of you
frakking move!

Don't move!

[Sharon crying]

Get down!

On your knees.

Hands behind your head. Now!

Hands behind your head.

Do it now. Do it!

[sobbing]

(guard)
He's dead.

[Sharon crying]

(pilot)
Pegasus, Raptor 923.
We've cleared Galactica,,,

and are en route
with prisoners
and the body of Lt. Thorne.

ETA to Pegasus three minutes.

(Adama)
The assault happened here,

They should face
a court martial on Galactica,

Commander, I am the senior
convening authority present.

And they'll be
tried on Pegasus,

They're my men.
One of my men is dead.

Fine. We both have
strong feelings
about the case.

(Adama)
That only underlines the need
for an impartial trial,

You mean
an independent tribunal?

Because according to
your logs, Commander,,,

you dissolved
an independent tribunal when
you didn't like the verdict,

And if I'm not mistaken,
Chief Tyrol was
on trial there as well.

That was a different time.
Yes, indeed it was.

I'll be in touch, Commander.
Thank you.

Thank you.
Now, get out.

[gate closes]

The food is yours.

It's not a trick.

I'm not gonna take it away
at the last second.

You know, l....

I'm just going to
talk right now.

I don't expect you
to say anything.

Back on Caprica,
before the attack....

And sometimes...

I forget there was
a world before the attack.

I knew someone,
a woman...

unlike any other woman
I'd ever known.

She was unique.

Beautiful. Clever.

Intensely sensual.

When she wasn't in my bed...

she was in my thoughts.

She was a Cylon.

And she changed my life
in a very real,
very fundamental way...

in that I have quite literally
never stopped
thinking about her.

Because I love her.

To this very day,
I love her.

And she looks
exactly like you.

My name is Gaius Baltar.

And I'm here to help you.

[sniffles]

Check me on these
jump coordinates.

Sorry.

Jump coordinates verified.

You seem a little distracted,
Captain. Something I should
know about?

Two of my friends
just got arrested
and charged with treason.

I suggest you file that
under "not your problem."

We have a recon mission
to perform. I need
your head in the game.

Right.

Pegasus, Blue Team,
jump coordinates
set and verified.

Ready to FTL.
We will jump in 10 minutes
on my mark. Mark.

(Cally)
Any word on the Chief, sir?

He's gonna have
to stand trial.

He's a good man, sir.

I know. I'll do every--

(man on wireless)
Attention, Cmdr, Adama,
contact the CIC ASAP,

Adama.

I just talked to Fisk.
Court martial's over.

Over? When did it start?

I don't know, but they've been
found guilty on all counts.

She's going to execute them
both for murder and treason.

I want a marine strike team in
a Raptor in five minutes.

Prepare to launch
alert fighters.

We have work to do.
Sir.

(woman on wireless)
Pegasus, Galactica,
Please secure channel.

Cmdr. Adama would like
to speak to Adm. Cain.

Go ahead, sir,

You told me
they'd get a fair trial.

What kind of a trial
could they have possibly had?

(Cain)
I assure you,
I heard them out,

I weighed their statements
against those of the guards...

and I took into consideration
their service records
and commendations.

It was a difficult decision,
Commander, but I dare say,
it was a fair one.

They have the right to have
their case heard by a jury.

I am a flag officer
on detached service
during a time of war,

Regulations give me
broad authority
in this matter.

Launch the fighters.

You can quote me whatever
regulation you'd like.

I'm not gonna let you
execute my men.

I highly suggest
you reconsider
that statement, Commander.

Admiral, Galactica
is launching
Vipers and a Raptor.

Commander,
why are you launching Vipers?

Please arrange for Chief Tyrol
and Lt. Agathon...

to be handed over
to my Marines
as soon as they arrive.

I don't take orders from you.

Call it whatever you like.
I'm getting my men.

You are making such a mistake.

I'm getting my men.

Action stations.
Action stations,

Admiral, this will
spiral out of control fast.

Launch the alert Vipers.

Adama has taken us
over the line.

He's left with me
with no choice.
Launch the alert Vipers.