All language subtitles for BG.S3.D2.E1.Torn

(DRAMATlC lNSTRUMENTAL MUSlC)

BALTAR: PreviousIy on
Battlestar Galactica.

l, Sharon Agathon,
will carry out the lawful
orders of my superiors

as an officer in
the Colonial Fleet.

Congratulations,
Lieutenant.

l'm talking about people
blowing themselves up.

l've got one job here,
lady, and one job only,
to disrupt the Cylons,

make them worry about
this anthill they've
stirred up down here,

so they're distracted and out
of position when the old man
shows up in orbit.

You know the mission.

You should also know
there's only one
way this mission ends,

and that's with the successful
rescue of our peopIe off of
New Caprica.

Evacuate the entire facility.
You should go as well, Gaius.
There's a place for you, too.

Captain? Hi.
Who's this?

This is...

Kacey.

Oh, my little girl!

When the Cylons
took her, l thought...

But you saved her.

(SNlFFS)

Gods bless you.

Hey.

A lot of good people
had to pay the price
for what they did,

the choices they
made on New Caprica,
like my wife.

That's right.
Ellen collaborated.

She gave the Cylons
information on the resistance
and she died for it.

l can't believe there's still
a question of my value.

There will always
be a question.

You're human.

BALTAR: Good to see you.

l far prefer these picturesque
settings for our little
interludes, don't you?

l thought you'd abandoned
me to your Cylon comrades.

NO. 6: Would l do that?

BALTAR: You've always
been more unpredictable

than your flesh-and-blood
counterparts.

NO. 6: A man that loves
women as much as you

should have learned
that a long time ago.

l'm a slow learner.

Then take this period
as a time to learn

all you can
about the Cylons.

You'll need it
in the days ahead.

Something special
on the horizon?

Cylon psychology is
based on projection.

Projection?

lt's how they choose
to see the world
around them.

The only difference
is you choose to see me.

What are you?

Really?

You're either connected
to the woman l knew
on Caprica,

or you're a damaged part
of my subconscious

struggling for
self-expression,
so which one is it?

l'm an angel of God
sent here to help you,

just as l always
have been.

We're all part of
one big ecosystem.

Yes, l can feel it.
Breathing.

Get used to it.

So, what'd he say?

l haven't asked him yet.

Ask me about what?

Earth.

Well...

Earth,
it's the Thirteenth Colony.

Do you know how to find it?

Not really, no.

D'ANNA:
Well, that's unfortunate.

There was a hope, my hope,
that if you knew
the way to Earth,

it would justify
keeping you alive
a little longer.

Come on, Six.

Wait. Wait,
wait, wait.

Now, when l say
that l do not know
exactly where Earth is,

that is not to say that l do
not know a very great deal
about its probable location.

Honestly,
l spent hours, days, weeks,
months and months on a map

that Adama and Roslin
found on Kobol.

And l correlated that
with our astrometric
observations.

l doubt anyone here
can make the same claim.

We'll get back to you.

What do you care
about finding Earth?

Because we're
looking for it.

You are?

Yes. We've decided
that Earth is going
to be our new home.

(THEME MUSlC)

HELO: Ship-to-ship training
exercise is authorized.
You may commence when ready.

This is ApoIIo.
Red Team set.

KAT: Blue Team set.

Red Team, Apollo.

As soon as we clear
the moon we're gonna
be on their dradis,

so keep your eyes up.

They're gonna hit us
with everything they've got.

APOLLO: Stay in formation,
Starbuck.
Narcho, you're my wingman.

Blue Team, Kat.
Let's show these lazy
fraks how it's done.

Red Team, Starbuck.
I've got Hotdog.

(RADAR BEEPlNG)

(ALARM BEEPS)

l'm hit!

Red Team, ApoIIo.
I'm going after Kat.

Kat...

(WHOOPS)

You're gonna have to
do better than that,
Apollo! Come on!

STARBUCK:
l'll take care of Kat.

APOLLO: Starbuck,
you stay in formation.
Narcho has Kat.

lnbound.

APOLLO: Starbuck,
you're too cIose!

STARBUCK: Oh!

Frak!

A compressor blew.
lt looks like
it threw a blade.

lt severed the fuel line.
Cally, check the tank!
Gods this is ugly.

The tank's bone-dry.
There's not even
fumes in here.

TYROL: Captain,
how'd you land this thing?

Pointed it toward the deck
and stopped when l got here.

"Bone-dry," she says.
Landed the bird
without a drop of fuel.

lf you want to die,
l will open up
an airlock for you.

But you are not taking
one of my Vipers with you.

The "bird's" on the deck.
l'm on the deck.

l don't know what
you're bitching about.

l don't give a frak
what you do, Starbuck.

You're done flying.

ELLEN: l can't believe
you did that to me.

What?

Don't look at me like that.

Oh, my Gods.

Ellen?

Ellen!

Excuse me.
Move ahead, make a hole.

Excuse me.

Ellen?

WOMAN: lf l've told you once,
l've told you 1 ,000 times...

Ellen! l'm right here!

What is this?
Let go of me.

KACEY: Kara! Kara!

Kacey?

Kara! Kara!

Captain Thrace?
l'm sorry, don't
you remember me?

l'm Julia Prynne.
l'm Kacey's mom.

Yeah. Yeah,
l remember.

Give me a hug.

We've been staying
over in the,

well, everyone's
calling it
"Camp Oil Slick."

Part of the hangar deck
and they've put up cots for,
you know, refugees.

Yeah. Yeah, l heard.

Well, Kacey's been asking
to see you for days.

And l sent messages
and l thought maybe,
you know, you'd come to visit.

You seem like
a really nice person,

so l'm gonna be
honest with you.

The last thing l need
is a two-year-old friend.

And Kacey sure as hell
does not need me in her life,

so do us both a favor
and do not bring her
around here again, okay?

Go to your mom, Kace.

Sure.

Sorry. Don't let us
keep you up.

Sorry, honey,
we've got to go.

There it goes.

That's that.

See?

See? l told you,
you could do it.

You did great.

Remind me never to
let that happen again.

You got it, "Slim."

Ever.

(PANTlNG)

l've been trying to
reassemble President...

Doctor Baltar's work
on piecing together

the Thirteenth Tribe's
path to Earth.

l'm curious. Mr. Gaeta,
what is it that you trust

about Doctor Baltar's
research?

How do you know
it's not another
one of his lies?

lf there was one thing
l learned about Baltar,

it was his extraordinary
capacity for
self-preservation.

l think he wanted to find
Earth because he wanted
to get there.

How far did he get
with his research?

Well, as you can see,
l'm still hacking
through his notes,

but it appears
that he was trying

to correlate our own
astrometric readings

with the map of constellations
we found back on Kobol.

Now apply his findings
to certain select passages
within the scroll of Pythia.

Why the scroll of Pythia?

Pythia is supposed
to have chronicled
the original journey

of the Thirteenth Tribe
on its way to Earth.

lf l can draw your
attention to this passage,

"And the caravan
of the heavens was watched
over by a great lion,

"with a mighty
blinking eye..."

"Red and blue."

GAETA: Exactly.

Exactly what?

We're looking
for a lion's head?

With a mighty
blinking eye.

Blinking.

Well, these scrolls,
they speak in metaphors.

lnitially, l thought
the doctor might be off
his meds as well, sir,

but then l found
this note, here,

where he had written,
"Blinking equals pulsar."

That means a star, right?

Plural, actually.
They're the rotating
cores of dead stars.

They emit a blast
of radio waves.

From a distance,
they appear to...

Blink.
Right.

GAETA: The doctor found
two in very close mutual
orbit in this sector.

The spectrographic readings
that l found show one will
appear to be red

and one will
appear to be blue.

Now, these pulsars appear
to be in this nebula.

We have never had
a direct look at this area,

but it is possible
with a couple of
eyeballs out there,

they might look at
the nebula and see...

A giant lion's head?

Well, it looks like
this is the best thing
we've got going,

so, unless you object,
Admiral, l suggest
we go lion hunting.

CAPRlCA SlX: Navigational
markers you gave us
may prove useful.

We've sent a Baseship out
to investigate the pulsars

and look for this
"lion's head" of yours.

Look, this isn't
easy for me.

l don't think you fully
appreciate just how
difficult this is!

l have very conflicted,
very ambiguous feelings
about helping you find Earth.

(CAPRlCA SlX CHUCKLES)

Funny how all that ambivalence
and conflict seemed to vanish

once you thought your
life hung in the balance.

You should know there's
still a lot of skepticism

about whether you're
being entirely truthful.

Uh.

Very sorry.

We didn't mean
to intrude.

Come on, Gaius.

BALTAR: Are we going
around in circles?

CAPRlCA SlX: Sure it all looks
the same to you, doesn't it?

lt'd be hard for any human
to navigate around here,
especially without projecting.

Yes. You've used
that word before.

l'm not quite sure
what you're talking about.

lt helps you to what,
exactly?

Have you ever daydreamed?

You know, imagined
that you were somewhere else?

l do have an
active imagination.

Well, we don't have
to imagine. We project.

We choose to see our
environment in any form
we wish, whenever we wish.

For instance, right now,
you see us as
standing in a hallway,

but l see it as a forest.

Filled with trees,
birds, sunlight.

Like walks you
and l used to take
on Caprica.

The aesthetic is
what gives me pleasure,

not the specific memories.

lnstead of staring
at blank walls,

l choose to surround
myself with a vision
of God's creation.

BALTAR: Right. l think
l understand projection,

but, it's a bit of
a coincidence, isn't it?

That l could see
such...a vivid reality
that l've created

and the Cylon projection
experience seems to be
so similar?

ls it a coincidence?

Well, what are you saying?

There's a connection?

What, because of
my experiences with you...

Am l a Cylon?

What was that?

Oh, nothing. Just...
Just talking out loud.

Silly me.

ATHENA: So, are you sure
you want to go
in second seat again?

l mean, l hear you're
a pretty fair pilot now.

Yeah, well,
too many pilots,
not enough birds.

Anything to keep me
flying at this point.

You want me,
l'm yours, Boomer.

No, Boomer was...
She was someone else.

Listen up!
We need a call sign
for Lieutenant Agathon!

Chromedome!
MAN 2:Titania!

WOMAN 1 : Raptor Adaptor.
WOMAN 2: Windup Toy.

Tin Can!
Vermin Chaser!

MAN 3: Micro Chick.

HOTDOG: How about "Athena"?

MAN 4: "Digital Dame."

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait.
What was that?

You know,
the goddess
of wisdom and war,

usually accompanied
by the goddess of victory.

MAN 5: lt works out.
MAN 6: She likes it.

Athena it is.

MAN 7: So be it.
MAN 8: Okay, deal.

MAN 1 0: All right,
you got that.
You want some more?

KAT: Hey, Colonel!
Colonel, come have a seat.
Over here.

Enough of that
to go around?

Always. Oh, yeah.

"Deadman's Chest,"
cutthroat game.
Not usually your style.

lt is now.
And l'm in it to win.

lf you don't like it,
find another game.

Now there's some
straight talk.

You see the line
up outside the head?

1 5 civilians
standing in line,
picking their noses,

waiting to take a shower.

Frakking civilians think
they run the ship now.

Beats who we had before.
Ship was like a tomb.

You want to know
what "alone" feels like,

try spending a few weeks
in a Cylon holding cell.

Yeah. lt was a bitch
on both sides.

lt wasn't exactly easy
coming up with a plan to
save your sorry butts.

Yeah, you guys
had it rough, huh?

Hot showers,
three squares a day.

Viper jocks didn't even
take a shot until you
jumped into orbit.

Hey. We all
made sacrifices.

That so?

Yes, that's right.

While you were pinning wings
on your Cylon girlfriend,

our people were
strapping homemade bombs
to their chests,

doing whatever they could
to take the bastards out.

So forgive me
if l don't get all misty
over your sacrifices.

CAPRlCA SlX: You seem
distracted, Gaius.

l'm fine.

You can rest easy,
at least for now.

Data on Earth's location
and your valiant
rescue of the baby

has gone a long way
toward impressing
the others.

l used to think
you and l would have
a baby one day.

There are only
1 2 Cylon models.

But in the entire
occupation on New Caprica
l only saw seven.

Now, here again,
the same seven.

Who are the Final Five?

l can't talk about that.

Can't or won't?
l can't.

lt's complicated.
But we don't talk
about them, ever.

But you'd know one
of them, wouldn't you,

if you saw them,
one of the Final Five

if they were to
walk past here, right?

Six, we have
a problem.

A Baseship, the one we sent
to investigate the pulsars
in the Lion nebula,

we've lost contact.

The trouble is,
we know almost nothing about
the missing Baseship's status.

We received a garbled
distress call, then silence.

Not surprisingly,
their Hybrid sent us
a confusing set of data.

Our Hybrid is
analyzing it.

What are these Hybrids
he's talking about?

Be quiet, Gaius.

NO. ElGHT: Our Hybrid's
deciphered part
of the data set

that we received
from our scout ship.

DORAL: This can't happen
to us. It's impossibIe.

SlMON: lt is
not onIy possibIe,

it may have been inevitabIe
once we took human form.

DORAL: We're not human.
We're not like him.

LEOBEN: God has chosen
this time, this pIace
to test us.

Whether we faiI or pass
the test is up to us.

What is going on?

The missing Baseship,
it's been infected
with some kind of disease.

Disease?

Yes. lt's killing them.
All of them.

lf an infected Cylon dies and
carries this disease with them
into a Resurrection ship,

it could rapidly spread,
potentially infecting
our entire race.

All right. We make sure
that the Resurrection
ship is out of range,

then we jump to
their location,

send in a group
of Centurions to...

No. The data set indicates
that as soon as
their Hybrid was infected,

their Centurions
started shutting down.

We don't know how ours
are gonna be affected.

l assume our Raiders
and Baseships are
also susceptible.

Of course. We are all created
from the same genetic pool.

Then no Cylon
can board that ship
without risking infection.

Say you'll go aboard
the infected Baseship

and investigate
what happened.

You sent them to
that nebula, remember?

Are you mad?

You have to prove to them
you can be counted
on in an emergency.

Show them you're
worth keeping alive.

And what if l catch
the disease?

What are the chances
that a human
could catch something

that infects
a Centurion or a Raider?

That is, if you're human.
And if you're really a Cylon,

one of the Final Five
you haven't seen yet,

then wouldn't you just rather
get it over with and die?

l'll go.

What?

Yes, l'll go.

Look, l am a trained
scientist. l can go
to the Baseship.

l can make observations
about the Cylons,
their physical condition,

bring back information about
this disease which now
threatens all of you.

We've learned
the disease that's
killing the human Cylons

could infect one of
our Raiders as well.

Then don't
send a Raider.

Surely, the war's furbished
you with some Colonial
vessels?

He's right. We could program
one of our Raptors to approach
on autopilot.

All right, then,
prepare to jump the ship.

Make sure the Resurrection
ship knows to stay behind,
out of range.

A truly selfless act.

Hey, l could use
a refill here.

Here's to knowing

that somebody will
always have your back!

The sentiment's good,
but in my book,

trust is an
overrated commodity.

That one l'll drink to.

Frak you guys.

What is your problem,
Katraine?

My problem is you, Captain.

All this
"us against them" crap.

STARBUCK: Truth hurts,
doesn't it?
Give me another one.

You know what, Starbuck?
Whatever happened
to you down there,

why don't you take
it out on the Cylons?

'Cause we busted our ass
to get you off that rock!

Oh, do you think
that means anything?

Every colonist that landed
on New Caprica was
loyal to a point.

lt was amazing
watching those people

that you thought you knew
go over to the Cylons.

At least, in the end,
we knew where we stood, huh?

ls that so?

Then how come
you are off flight duty

and some "Cylon-lover"
is holding down my post?

Don't kid yourselves.
You're on your own
in this life,

each and every one of us.

KAT: Why don't you tell
that to the pilots

that died getting
you off that rock?

And Gaeta's briefing Sharon
and Racetrack on the scouting
mission to the Pulsars.

You mean Athena
and Racetrack.

Word travels fast.

Yes, it does.

l understand that
morale's taken a hit
on the flight deck.

Nothing we can't
handle, sir.

l'm also told
that Colonel Tigh

is spending a lot of time
down in the pilot's rec room.

Both him and Starbuck, sir.

They've been holding court,
second guessing the rescue,

badmouthing the crew
that stayed up
with Galactica.

Suddenly, if you weren't
in the ground war, it's
like you can't be trusted.

And people are listening?

Their word carries
a lot of weight.

You're right,
they're destroying
morale and unit cohesion.

They both know better.

l don't think
they care, sir.

HYBRID: Two protons expeIIed
at each coupIing site
creates them under force.

The embryo becomes a fish
that we don't enter
untiI eight pIate.

We're here to experience,
evolve the little toe,
atrophy.

Don't ask me how,
l'll be dead in
1 ,000 light years.

Thank you. Thank you.
Genesis turns to its source,

reduction occurs stepwise
though the essence is aII one.

End of line.

FTL system check,
diagnostic functions
within parameters,

repeats the harIequin,
the agony exquisite,

the colors run
the path of ashes.

NeuronaI network run 52%
of heat exchanger.

Cross-collateralized with
hyperdimensionaI matrix.

Upper sensors repair ordered,
reIay to zero,
zero, zero, zero...

BALTAR: ls it
aware of us?

CAPRlCA SlX: Of course.
She's aware
of everything aboard.

HYBRlD: End of line.

New paragraph.

(HYBRlD CONTlNUES CHATTERlNG)

Reduction occurs stepwise
though the essence is all one.

Do you have any idea
what it's talking about?

No.

Most Cylons think
the conscious mind of the
Hybrid has simply gone mad

and the vocalizations
we hear are meaningless.

But not everyone
thinks that?

The ones you
know as "Leoben"

believe that
every word out of
her mouth means something.

That God literally
speaks to us through her.

She sort of controls
the Baseship, does she?

Well, she is the Baseship,
in a very real sense.

A mind gone mad.

She experiences
life very differently
than we do, Gaius.

She swims in the heavens,

laughs at stars,
breathes in cosmic dust.

Maybe Leoben's right,

maybe she does see God.

We're wasting time.

Jump.

(DOOR OPENlNG)

(WOMAN GASPlNG)

There are bodies everywhere.

Others dying.

BALTAR: What the hell is that?
Definitely manmade.

(WHEEZlNG)

You're severely dehydrated.
You must drink some water.

Kill me.

You don't understand,
there is no
Resurrection ship nearby.

You will not be downloaded
into a new body,
you will just be gone.

l saw how they died.

Please...

Please, l can't bear that.

l'm here to bring help.
All right?

l'm just gonna take some
blood samples for analysis
on the Baseship.

And then we will be able
to make a treatment
for the disease.

(COUGHlNG)

You must breathe, please.

Please, take some water.

You're...
You're from Galactica.

No. l'm from a Baseship.

Tell me,

do you know
what this is?

We found it floating
at these coordinates.

lt must be some kind of

a beacon, a marker.

lt looks too old.
lt looks very old.

lt must have been left
by the Thirteenth Tribe,
infected, poisoned,

left by some humans
like you to destroy us.

What?

A human device
filled with a pestilence.

You sent us to this place.

lt wasn't me.

You knew
we'd bring it aboard.

You don't know
what you're saying.

This is the disease...

You knew we would...

...speaking for you.
Will you calm down!
l am going to bring help.

l am going
to bring help.

You wanted the other
Baseships to follow.

l would never do
anything to hurt you.

You wanted
the other Baseships.
You knew it was here.

l am going
to bring help.

Be quiet.

Suffer the same infection.

Be quiet.
l am going
to bring help!

You want to
destroy us all!

lt your fault!
You'll lie to them.

Shut up!
No, you'll lie to them!

Shut up!
You'll bring them here.

lt your fault!
Shut up!

Be quiet!
No, let me...

Shut up!

Don't let me...
Shut up!

(CHOKlNG)

DORAL: Gaius, do you hear us?

Gaius, do you read?
Do you read?
Are any of them aIive?

Gaius Baltar,
what do you see?

Speak to us. What do you see?
Are any of them aIive?

This is Gaius Baltar.

I'm returning
to the Baseship.

DORAL: What do you see?

I see nothing.

Nothing of consequence.

There's nothing
left to do here.

D'ANNA: Nobody likes it,
but we have to make
a terrible choice.

Do we attempt a rescue
and risk the lives
of our fleet,

The answer won't be found
in science because
there is no cure in science.

Well, there has to be.

Look at them.
They're so afraid.
Do we just leave them?

Then their quest
ended in death.
Absolutely, no.

Even the humans don't
abandon their own.

DORAL: They must be sacrificed
for the greater good.

SlMON: There is
a greater question.

Yes, there is.

How did this happen?

DORAL: Well, it's Baltar.
lt's his fault,
he led us there deliberately.

He been working
with Galactica
the whole time!

lt wasn't me.

Whatever you think l did,
l didn't do it, honestly!

Baltar, we followed
your coordinates,

and found a disease
with no treatment or cure.

lf we leave,
they're doomed,
never to return.

Perhaps God would smile
upon us, for our mercy.

Oh, listen to you.
You can barely
even speak His name.

D'ANNA: We have to agree.
We are not leaving
our brothers.

(ALL QUARRELLlNG)

D'ANNA: Enough!

We have to leave.

We have to jump and
leave them to their fate.
There is no other way.

(SCREAMlNG)

Mists of dreams drip
along the nascent echo
and love no more.

End of Line.

The Hybrid objects.

She doesn't get a vote.

Jump the ship.

Jump.

D'ANNA: This disease,

it must have
come from someplace.

So what did you notice
on the infected ship?

BALTAR: Nothing. Nothing.
l am just as baffled
as you are.

You noticed
nothing suspicious
on the infected ship?

Nothing whatsoever.

CREWMAN: Admiral on deck!

TlGH: Admiral.

Give me the room.

Stay in your seats.

Have a drink?

Give me your sidearm.

What?

Your sidearm.

TlGH: Hey! There's
a live round in that!

Now, one of you,
and l don't care who,

pick that weapon
up and shoot me.

Admiral, l don't know...

l didn't say to talk.

You've done enough
of that already.

l said to pick up
that weapon and shoot.

What's the matter?

No guts?

You don't got a pair?

You're both
frakking cowards.

Watch your mouth...
Or what?

You gonna turn
the rest of my pilots
against each other?

Poison the crew?

You've already done that,
Saul. Both of you.

Yeah, but if you're
looking for an apology,
it isn't gonna happen.

You were like
a daughter to me once.

No more.

You're a malcontent
and a cancer,

and l won't have
you on my ship.

So you have a choice.

You can figure out how
to become a human being
again and an officer,

or you can find
another place to live
off of this ship.

You're dismissed.

Are you gonna kick me
out of my chair, too?

Listen, l know
you've been through a lot...

Don't patronize me.

Say what you
came here to say.

You're full of bile.
Hatred.

And l know that it has
something to do with Ellen,
and l'm sorry for that.

And if you need time,
Saul, well, you take
all the time you want.

But l got to run a ship.

The last thing l need
is a one-eyed drunk
sitting down here,

sowing discontent
and disobedience.

So l'll tell you
once again, Saul.

You can pick up that
weapon and kill me,

or you can get your ass
back into your
quarters and not leave

until you're ready to act
like the man that l've known
for the past 30 years.

That man doesn't
exist anymore, Bill.

And you won't be
seeing me again.

MAN 1 : Yeah, that's
why l work with him.

MAN 2: Yeah, that's
what l'm talking about.

MAN 3: Grab another
towel for me.

Yeah, we got to
get up there.

MAN 4: All right.

Oh, my Gods,
it's right there.

The Lion's Head nebula
and the Blinking Eye.

Holy crap,
it's the road to Earth.

(RACETRACK LAUGHlNG)

Oh, my Gods!
Let's get the frak
out of here.

l'll start the jump.

When Gods' anger awakens,
even the mighty shall fall.

Frak! Athena,
we need to get
out of here!

(THEME MUSlC)