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[Adama] Previously on
Battlestar Galactica...

[Sharon] The raiders are
going to send a signal

to activate the virus.

On my mark,

initiate the computer wipe.

I'm connecting
to the network now.

Congratulations, Commander.

I'm leaving Galactica,
not you.

I'm coming back.

I said it.
I meant it.

I understand what it's like
to lose someone

that you care about deeply.

They're not lost.

Not yet.

We have to go back
to Caprica.

Given the current situation,

I'm afraid that I have
no alternative

but to announce that I am
as of now

a candidate
for the presidency.

[reporters shouting questions]

I'm going to lose.

[reciting silently]

[knock at door]

Come in, please.

One minute,
Madam President.

Thank you, Tory.

[reciting silently]

[Starbuck] No one should
be under any illusions

about what we're going
to face here.

Our final Jump will take us
intra-atmosphere

less than two klicks

above the surface.

We're also expecting
to take heavy fire.

Simulations indicate
losses of up to 20%

can be expected.

That's why this mission

has been designated
as 2-Alpha

by the Command Authority.

It's volunteer only.

You want out,

now's the time.

I know it's hard
to believe right now,

but if you have faith,

everything will turn out
exactly as it should.

I don't like to lose.

Have faith.

I am about to face

public humiliation.

And you are singing
the same old song.

I'm a little tired
of the melody.

Um... sorry about
the mess.

It's, um...

bit of a ritual...
superstition, really.

I used to do this
before testifying

at committee hearings.

This is what I do.

I take one,
memorize a talking point,

then tear the card,

and let the pieces fall
as they may.

It helps.

Yeah, my father
used to break pencils

before he went into court,

then borrow one
from the clerk.

Break preconceptions,
work with what you have.

You know, I like that.

Let me see. I like it.

[breathes out]
It's good.

Feel better? Yeah.

But what happens

if the, uh, moderator
doesn't have a pencil?

Then you're pretty screwed.

[choking back laughter]

Oh, no.

I used to
get the giggles

before debates
in high school.

[knock at door]Oh, yes.

It's time,
Madam President.

Thank you, Tory.

[laughing]

What many of you don't know

is that the captured
Cylon Heavy Raider

is capable
of much longer Jumps

than our Raptors.

In fact,
we realized early on

that if we could install

a Heavy Raider
navigational system

aboard one of our Raptors,

a strike team could make
the entire trip

back to Caprica
in less than ten Jumps.

Now, the limiting factor

up until now has been
our inability

in install the Cylon computer
with our computer.

That obstacle
has now been overcome.

[murmurs]

She's here to help us.

She's gonna lay out
our navigational markers

and update
our Jump coordinates.

Does anyone have a problem
with that?

You've been chosen
to lead these people

by Almighty God.

It will happen.

Like the baby happened?

The one I was destined to protect?

Don't let your anger

drive you into blasphemy,
Gaius.

The election's still
two weeks away.

Get your act together.

You ready?

Yeah, I was just taking
a little nap.

Chief.

[can rolls]

This is our mission.

It's our duty to the people
we left behind.

And if we need to use a Cylon
to get them back,

then so be it.

This is about trying
to get as many survivors

off Caprica as we can.

Even so,
it's still 2-Alpha.

Anyone want to eject?

Commander on deck.

Don't worry.
I won't be long.

I want to hear it too.

You just have
to really try

to think about
something serious.

That always helps.

Right?
Like what?

Well, like, uh...

[laughing]

Great.

No one has ever attempted
a rescue mission

from this distance,

much less behind enemy lines.

You'll be making history
just by making the attempt.

But bring these people back
from Caprica...

and you'll be making
part of the future.

Questions.

If you guys find Earth
before we get back,

will you save us
a few seats?

Earth?

Hell, if we find any rock
with food and water,

I'll build you guys
a bar.

All right.

See, I told you
I wouldn't be long.

Mr. Gaeta,
turn on the wireless.

Let's give these people
a chance to hear

what kind of fun
they'll be missing

for the next five days.

[announcer] We are just
minutes from the start

of the first
presidential debate...

You okay?

between President
Laura Roslin...

Can I go now?

Yeah.

All questions that will
be asked have been submitted

by members
of the Civilian Fleet

covering a wide range
of topics.

So please stay tuned
as we get set

for the first of two
presidential debates,

uh, taking place aboard... here
aboard Battlestar Galactica.

As I said, uh, it will be, uh,
a very interesting debate...

Chief.

[announcer on loudspeaker]

Now here comes
Vice President Gaius Baltar

into the room,

uh, as we, uh,
we await Madam President.

Laura Roslin is
very much ahead in the polls

at this point.

We believe that, uh...

He's entering
the room shortly,

but still... still,
of course, waiting for her.

It's Gaius Baltar's
first shot at a debate

with the President.

So it should be
quite interesting.

Still waiting now
for... for the President

to... to arrive.

Again, she has a firm grasp
on... on the most recent polls.

She has a strong lead

and most people think
that that's the way

it's going to play out.

Yes, here comes
the President now.

Laura Roslin, the President,
has entered the room.

I'm going to wipe
the floor with you, Gaius.

You must be losing
your mind again.

If that's the best
you can come up with,

you're in a lot
of trouble.

Good luck.

How you doing?
You okay?

Sharon.

Don't shut me out.
Not now.

Something dark
is coming, Helo.

I can feel it.

I can feel it lurking
out there, waiting.

What do you mean?
Back on Caprica?

No. Not on the mission.

Not any specific thing.

It's more like a dark time.

Chief.

Chief.

Ah!

[Cally screaming]

Help!

[soft singing]

♪

[man]
Chief Tyrol,

I am Brother Cavill.

I understand you've asked
for religious counseling.

I never really believed
in psych therapy.

My father was a priest.

I see.

You thought you'd have
an easier time with a priest

than a real doctor.

Okay.

I pray to gods
every night.

But I don't think
they listen to me.

Do you know how useless
prayer is?

Chanting and singing
and mucking about

with old half-remembered lines
of bad poetry.

And you know
what it gets you?

Exactly nothing.

Are you sure
you're a priest?

I've been preaching longer

than you've been
sucking down oxygen.

And in that time,

I've learned enough
to know

that the gods
don't answer prayers.

We're here on our own.

That's the way
they set things up.

We have to find
our own answers,

our own way
out of the wilderness

without a nice
little sunny path

all laid out in front of us
in advance.

That's what I'm trying
to do.

I'm trying to find
my way.

Well, it's not going
to get better

until you see
what the problem is.

And the problem is,
you're screwed up,

heart and mind.

You. Not the... not the gods
or fate or the universe.

You.

Thanks for the pep talk.

[door opens]

Hey.

Hey.

Um...

I just wanted
to say, um...

uh...

good hunting.

Thank you, sir.

Yeah,
it's a good plan.

It's a good plan.

Sharon should be able
to Jump you

into the atmosphere
a couple of klicks

above the surface.

Down below the Cylon DRADIS.

I know the plan, Lee.
I wrote it.

I-I gotta go.

I hope you find him, Kara.

I really do.

So do I.

From the Colonial Dispatch.

"Last night's debate only
solidified the perception...

I'll do that later.

"that Doctor Baltar,
for all his charm,

"is essentially an empty suit
when it comes to matters

of substantial policy."

It's nice to see
the press is getting it right

for a change.

Don't forget, the radical
religious charge is dangerous.

It may be a low blow
from a desperate man,

but it's the only issue

he's managed
to get any traction on.

He will keep exploiting it.

He's gotta come up
with something

much, much bigger than that.

If he wants to make it
the central issue

of his campaign,
it's not going to work.

You gotta keep hitting her
on the religious thing.

Every time we go there,

you score points and we move
the polls in our direction.

I'm not sure

if you're aware, Tom,

but the mob isn't usually
in the habit

of electing ungodly apostates
who denigrate people of faith.

Things are going
to turn around.

You'll see. He's right.

Listen to him.

Of course.

Of course, how blind
I'm being.

Thank you. Yes.

Um, things are going
to turn around, you'll see.

What is that, advice?

Well, thank you.

Thank for your keen insight,

your astounding
political acumen.

You know, I'm so assured
right now, Tom,

I'm just going
to sit right back

and wait for the hand of God
to reach down

and change
my political fortunes.

How about that?

[Starbuck]
Galactica, Starbuck.

SAR squadron confirms
readiness check.

And we are spun up out here
and ready for the first Jump.

[woman] You are go for the
Jump, Starbuck.

[Starbuck]
Roger that.

Jump in ten minutes.
Mark.

Galactica, I'd like
to speak with actual.

Sir.

Actual. Go.

Did I ever say "thank you"?

No. Then again, that would
be a first, wouldn't it?

Thank you.

Just come back
in one piece.

That'll be thank you enough.

Good hunting. Actual out.

SAR team, Starbuck.

Set NAVCON inputs
to coordinate recheck.

Standby for bounce back
and stabilization routines.

Let's do a final check,
people.

[pilots relaying checks
over radio]

I still can't believe
you talked me into this.

It's important.

And I'll be with you
there and back.

It's you and me
from now on, no matter what.

Just like we agreed.

I know. I know.

I really appreciate it,
Helo, I really do.

I just can't get her
out of my head.

Our little girl.

Is there a problem?

[pilots relaying checks]

Racetrack, check.

[pilot checks]

[Starbuck]
Wireless check complete.

Board is green
and we are set.

Sharon, you're on.

Ready.

SAR team, Starbuck.

Standby to Jump
on my mark.

Five...

Here we go.

four, three,

two,

one.

Commence the first Jump.

This doesn't look right.

No other contacts on DRADIS.

What?

Oh, man.

We're at the wrong
Jump coordinates.

Frak.

Helo, we've lost
someone already.

It's Racetrack.

So do we go back?

Mission rules say we keep
going unless we lose three.

So we keep going.

Racetrack will just have
to find her way back to base.

It's a hell of a way
to start, though.

Let's, uh, let's talk
about what happened.

I can't really
believe it. Cally.

I-I-I don't understand
how I could do that to Cally.

It's like it's a nightmare.

[Cally screams]

She said you were asleep
when she found you.

Were you having a nightmare
when she woke you up?

I don't remember.

Oh.

Been having any
recurring dreams lately?

No.

Okay.

That's what we
in the pray trade

call a lie.

And lies aren't going to get
you anywhere, my friend.

So skip over the denials
and the deceptions

and let's get right down
to it, shall we?

You're having dreams.

What are they?

Tell me about your dream, Chief.

Every night... every night,
it's the same.

For how long?

Couple weeks.

And you were having
the same dream

when Cally woke you up,
weren't you?

I don't know.

I don't remember. Maybe.

It doesn't matter,
does it?

All I remember is Cally

on the ground

and the blood.

She stopped you.

By waking you up,

she prevented you
from carrying out

your secret desire
to kill yourself.

I don't have a secret desire
to kill myself.

Well, actually,
you're right.

It's not a secret.

You obviously want
to kill yourself.

Question is why.

I think there
was some kind of glitch

in the NAVCON firmware.

Bottom line,
we're to hell and gone

from where we're
supposed to be, Skipper.

Okay, um, any chance

that we can still catch up
with them?

Not a chance.

Mission rules say
we head back.

Frak me!

It was the first Jump!

Hey, look, you gave me
these coordinates.

Back to the barn.

Hey.

I am picking up
a large planetary body.

It's frakkin' close.

Where'd that
come from?

Hell if I know.

So much DRADIS
interference here,

it didn't even register.

Hey, check this out.

Atmosphere
is Nitrogen/Oxygen.

Organic molecular spectra.

Fresh water?

Hey, you know what this is?

It's habitable.

We may have just
found a world

that can support
human life.

Maybe we're not just
a bunch of frak-ups after all.

Climate readings overall
are within human norms.

Uh, there's some extremes
at the poles

that we couldn't
withstand

but that's not unusual.

Well done.

Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir.

We got a mottled area here
at the river mouth.

So it's probably a delta.

And the chances are,

we've got significant
plant and animal life.

So I want a lot of nice,
low passes across here.

Heard the Pegasus
survey mission

found wildlife.

Fruit trees.
Rivers of milk and honey.

Yeah. You forgot
the lakes of ambrosia.

Most of the planet's
actually pretty barren.

Plant and animal life
located in a temperate belt

around the equator.

But the best part is

with all the DRADIS
interference from the nebula

the Cylons will probably
never find it.

[Gaius] Who cares about
this stupid planet anyway?

Song and dance over nothing.

Less than 20% of that place

actually supports
human life.

You're not seeing
the big picture.

This is your new home.

The place where you
will lead a new life.

This is the future, Gaius.

Now there's a difference
in thought.

[Tom]
What's that?

Oh, nothing, Tom.

Just, uh...

Can you imagine if we actually
had to live on that thing.

You...

are a genius.

And?

Pay attention.

You're about to win
the election.

I'm sorry.
What were you saying, Tom?

We needed an issue.

Something to set us apart
from Roslin.

Something to put her clearly

on the wrong side
of a major issue

that people
care passionately about.

This is it.

Permanent settlement
on this planet.

Permanent settlement here.

Have you lost
your marbles?

It may look dreary,
it may be dreary,

but it's solid ground
under your feet

and a real sky
over your head.

You'd be surprised
what a powerful idea that is

to people cooped up
in metal boxes for nine months.

You should listen
to him, Gaius.

He's a smart, sexy man,
just like you.

Oh, give up.

What?

Give up on Earth.

Yes.

So we'd settle here.

Yes.

Yeah, it's starting
to look like a lovely

little planet after all.

[clasping hands]

This is a rest stop.

A place to load up
on food and water.

We're not settling here,
obviously.

You've heard the Captain's
reports.

Every ship in the Fleet
has people begging,

pleading, demanding they get
time down on the surface.

Even if it's only
for a few hours.

Well, a few hours
is one thing.

But permanent settlement's
quite another.

Suddenly Baltar's
holding out hope

for breathing real air,
growing real food,

sleeping in a bed
instead of a bunk.

Living in a house
instead of a ship.

It's a fantasy.

Look at the mission reports.

All the data indicate

that life on this planet
would be hard.

It would be a struggle
to even eke a living out

for a few years.

Today's polls show
that he's also making headway

with the idea
that because the planet

is hidden in a nebula,

it will provide
a refuge

from the Cylons.

What, are we now assuming
that Cylon technology

is not sufficient enough
to find this planet?

We just found it.

Madam President,
in my opinion,

people vote their hopes,
not their fears.

Baltar is offering them
what they want to hear,

and you're offering them
a bitter reality.

I'm offering them the truth.

They don't want
to hear the truth.

They're tried, exhausted.

The idea of stopping,
laying down their burdens,

and starting a new life
right now is what is resonating

with the voters.

How well is it
resonating?

It could turn
the entire election around.

Why are you running?

I'm not.

How long are you going
to do this?

How long are you going
to refuse to see

what's right in front
of your face?

Forget it. I'm done.

What, you're...
you're leaving?

That's right.
I'm done.

I'm done dancing around
the truth with you.

You know what's going on.

But you can't
or you won't face it, so...

I'm not a therapist.

I'm not going to hold your hand

and help you along.

I'm just trying
to get you right

with yourself
and with your gods,

but you're not willing to do it.

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

Oh for gods' sake, Chief!
Come on!

You think you're a Cylon.

I am not a Cylon.

Well, of course
you're not.

But that's what you're
afraid of, isn't it?

That you might be a Cylon
and not even know it

just... just like Boomer,
right?

Right?

That's the thought
that's torturing your dreams

and crippling your soul.

I'm a Cylon,
just like Sharon,

and I deserve to die.

Sharon didn't know

what she was.

She just kept thinking...

feeling that she was going
to do this terrible thing.

But she knew that she had
to stop herself

before she did.

And you think that's
what you're going to do.

Some terrible thing.

Well, the truth is,
you might.

But not because
you're a Cylon.

Because you're
a human being,

and human beings do terrible
things all the time.

But how do you know
I'm human?

Oh, well, maybe because
I'm a Cylon,

and I've never seen you
at any of the meetings.

There's not much more
I can do for you.

You're going to have to go
back to work

and try and leave
all of this behind you.

No. I...

I can't. I can't go back
and face the deck people again.

And Cally?

Well, you'd better.

That's the only family
you've got.

Just know that that's your
family and that they love you.

Even Cally.

Especially Cally.

If you doubt your humanity

and your essential nature
as a human being,

all you need to do
is look to them

for the salvation
you've been seeking

from the gods.

The gods lift up those
who lift each other,

Chief.

SAR team, Starbuck.

We are set here.

Stand by for final Jump
to Caprica.

Remember, we are going
very low to the surface.

Be prepared for wind shear,
rain, storms...

anything.

[man]
Roger that, Starbuck.

Ready.

Ready.

Here we go. Jump.

SAR team, Starbuck.

Form up on me.

Any Cylons, Helo?

Nothing on DRADIS.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Missing a Raptor.
I'm only reading 17 out there.

We're missing Raptor 6-12.

That's Toughguy and Carousel.

What, they Jumped
to the wrong coordinates?

No. No, no.

I'm picking up their
transponder, so they made it.

Bearing 827, carom 443.

About half a klick
from here.

That would put them...

Oh, my gods.

Where, Helo?
Talk to me.

They Jumped inside
the mountain.

SAR team, Starbuck.

We've lost Raptor 6-12.

We are proceeding
without them.

Follow me.

[Gaius] So I would
think that my position

and the position
of my campaign

is abundantly clear.

Madam President,
you have 30 seconds to respond.

Well, my initial response
is there he goes again.

Once again,
ladies and gentlemen,

Doctor Baltar is distorting
the real issues before us.

The issue here...
the real question...

is not allowing
the scriptures to dictate

the policy
of this government.

The question is
do the scriptures

contain real world
relevance?

Do they contain
the information necessary

to guide us to a safer home

than some completely
unknown planet

that we've
just now discovered?

Obviously, my answer
to that question is yes.

I have always and will
continue to feel

the scriptures hold
real world relevance.

[announcer]
Mr. Vice President,

the next question
is for you.

Uh, how do you respond
to the charges

that you seized the idea
of permanent settlement

on this planet
as an opportunistic gamble,

um, some would say
as to be construed

as a desperate move
from a campaign,

uh, that was falling
behind on every poll?

Well, you know that is, um,

that is an excellent
question, in fact, Jim.

Thank you.

And I'm only too glad
to have the opportunity

to respond to it.

You see, I have long been
a proponent

in the search for Earth.

The promise of perhaps
finding not only a new home,

but also the prospect
of discovering

our long lost brothers
and sisters

of the 13th Colony
is a powerful one

and one I have believed in
heart and soul.

But the trouble is,

the Cylons continue
to follow us

as they have done

every step of the way

since the destruction
of the Colonies.

And if we have a chance to change this dynamic,

to stop this deadly chase,

should we take it?

My answer is yes.

Thank you.

Madam President,
30 seconds.

There's no assurance...
none whatsoever...

that the Cylons don't
already know

about this planet,

that they don't make
regular stops here

looking for us,

and that in fact they aren't
simply waiting for us

to settle on the surface
so they can...

I have to respond to that.

I simply have to respond
to that.

I'll give you 15 seconds.

What you've seen right now,
ladies and gentlemen,

is another example
of the President using fear

to drive her campaign.

Fear.

Fear of the gods.
Fear of the Cylon.

Fear of fear itself.

Is it not time
to stop being afraid?

I'm asking all of us

to stop running
from our lives

and start living them.

Thank you.

Thank you. That is all
we have time for today.

I'd like to thank, uh,

both the candidates

for their frankness today.

Very lively debate.
Very exciting debate.

This concludes the cycle

of the debates
for the presidency.

The polls will be open
in three days.

Please vote.
Thank you and good night.

[applause]

Not your night,
I guess.

Why don't you go
frak yourself.

[announcer] With me
now is campaign manager

for Doctor Baltar,
Mr. Tom Zarek.

Tom, welcome.

Uh, you were in there
with us today.

What was your impression?

[Tom] Well, I thought Doctor
Baltar did exceptionally well.

Laid out his vision
of the future

and offered the people
a way to end the suffering

and terror that defines
so many of their lives.

On the other hand,

I found myself wondering

how Roslin's arguments
against settlement

could possibly win.

Let's figure out
where we are, Karl.

Resistance Base Camp.

We're still
another klick ahead.

Movement. 11:00.

Friendlies?

You got
a Samuel T. Anders there?

[woman]
Is there a Kara Thrace there?

If there is,

you tell her she took her
good, sweet time getting here.

Friendlies.

What took you so long?

We have marines in Raptors.

We're gonna get you and
your people out of here, okay?

As good as your word, huh?

Yeah, good
as my frakkin' word.

What, did you think
I was going to leave you here?

Now you feel like a big
frakkin' idiot, don't you?

All right, just shut up
and save us already, okay?

People, this is nice,

but we have toasters
on our ass.

Where are the rest
of your people?

This is it.

Toasters hit our base camp
this morning.

I lost half my crew.

Incoming!

[explosions]

Back to the Raptors!

No!

Shell trajectories are coming
between us and the Raptors.

We're cut off!

New scenery.

Woah... No No.