TV-Serie: Battlestar Galactica - 4x18
Previously on Battlestar Galactica...
What am I?
A ghost, a demon?
You are asking the wrong guy.
I'm just a piano player.
Is that for me?
Yeah.
Holy crap.
Sam!
There's a lot still going on in there.
And there is nothing to indicate that he's having any kind of conscious thought.
What if we could link him to a data stream like our hybrids?
We have to figure out a contingency plan for the ship, now.
You have to face the fact that you will lose her.
Boomer's loose.
She's got my frakking kid!
K- ro, get on the CIC and warn the Admiral.
Sir, Boomer's spooling to jump.
If she jumps inside the ship, the spatial disruption could tear Galactica's guts out.
Hey.
Hey!
What have you been bitching about?
It's not our fault that the resins wont bond with these inferior alloys.
In other words it's our fault that this scoop of yours is doing crap...
except making this place smell like the inside of a latrine.
Really?
I thought that was you!
Lady...
You work on your side and I'll work on mine.
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Come on!
Come on!
Not with this guy!
Not now!
Stop your bitching!
Not now.
Fine, fine!
Let's go!
If John's plan all along was to steal Hera so he could study her...
Study her?
They gonna dissect her like a frakking lab rat, we all know it.
If he wants to try to determine what made her a successful human/cylon hybrid he'll take her to the Colony.
The Colony?
I guess you could call a home.
It's where we and Centurions went after the first war, once we convinced them to abandoned their own experiments with evolutions, in exchange for resurrection technology.
She knows where it is.
So, you would have the Galactica jump into a cylon hornet nest, risk everything for one solitary single child.
Is that what you're telling me colonel?
She's not just any child.
With Caprica Six's miscarriage, Hera is our people's only hope of avoiding eventual extinction.
She may be our only hope too.
I just think...
We just experienced something remarkable.
Hera wrote the notes to a song.
A song that my father used to play to me when I was a child.
Same song that switched us on when we were in that nebula.
Same song that led us to Earth.
Something is happening here, something that is greater that all of us, and that little girl is in the middle of it.
She's the key, sir.
In other words, it's our destiny to go after her, right?
Wrong!
I'm fed up to here with destiny with prophecy, with God or the Gods.
Look where it's left Yes, and to nowhere.
Nearly half of our people are gone.
Earth, worthless cinder and I can't even walk down the halls of my ship without wondering if I only catch a bullet for getting us into this mess.
We're alive, Bill.
Four years ago I wouldn't have taken odds on that.
At least he was a recon bird.
We can see what we're up against.
make it a Heavy Raider.
I don't want Helo and Athena to find out about this.
Look at me.
Look at me.
Look at me.
You hate me, don't you?
Say it.
Say it.
God's frakking damn!
Hera?
Hera!
Hera!
Bill, I've been having that dream again.
Help me!
Take it!
Take it!
Grab the door!
Lock it!
Lock it!
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We've got an internal bleeding, Doc.
Taking her to surgery.
Right.
I hope we don't lose power.
What's the telling?
61 dead or missing so far, including 26 of theirs.
Leoben was calling it the proverbial straw.
Sir, we got five more jump's max.
After that there is a 90% chance of tearing her in half.
I don't want to hear that you are 90 percent sure of anything.
You come back when you are 100 percent sure, you got that?
Go take care of the injuries.
Yes, sir.
That frakking Cylon rep, Sonja, wanted to know when you'll be transferring your flag.
Transferring to where?
Her base ship?
That'll be the frakking day.
That's exactly what I said.
I'll get on top of this repair detail.
We'll straighten it up.
It must be tough to say goodbye to both of your women at once.
You must feel like we're abandoning you.
And neither one of my women are dying.
They just need a bit more of care and attention.
Hera.
Admiral Adama will be forced to abandon Galactica.
Yes.
And at which point the Cylon base ship Fleet Captain's Meeting 1750 HOURS will be our sole means of defense?
Under the Admiral's command augmented by Galactica's pilots, planes, and the military personnel, as it is always been.
Mister Adama, it sure seems that you are putting a lot of power into the hands of some people.
And I use the term loosely...
that not so long ago they were doing their damnest to wipe us out.
And your concerns are noted.
As you all know...
As..
Let me speak.
As you all know...
We agreed to accept Admiral Adama's military authority in return for a seat on this Council.
We intend to abide by that promise.
Speaking of promises...
I have been complaining about air quality aboard Hitei Khan from day one.
I am submitting my requisition now for Galactica's CO2 and particulate scrubbers.
Excuse me?
As long as we get the FTLs.
Our last emergency jump took 6 minutes to spin up.
Wait.
Wait a minute.
Obviously we will have to do a complete inventory of Galactica's equipment.
Maybe even a lottery, In order to ensure a appropriable distribution of all the equipment.
Listen to me for one goddamn minute.
No one...
removes so much as one botfrom this Battlestar not until the Admiral tells us we can.
Really?
What does Gaius Baltar say about that?
Gaius Baltar?
Angels.
Angels, I hear you say.
I don't believe that angels appear to you in some mystical spectral form.
Angels take the guise of those who are nearest and dearest of you, Those who can understand our doubts and your trials and steer you back on the road to salvation.
I believe in these angels because I see them.
Wherever you are in the fleet...
This is Gaius Baltar, wishing you a good day.
Excuse me, Caprica.
Caprica 6!
Erm, erm, it's good to...
Listen, I heard about your loss and I want to offer you my condolences, tell you I'm truly sorry, I am!
Thank you, Gaius.
I see...
I've got your...
you know, if you need any more We've got so much...
I'm fine and also, I'm not aware of your current situation, but if you need a place to stay...
I've no desire to join your harem.
No, no.
That's not what I...
That's not what...
We are trying to make a difference...
Within the fleet.
You haven't changed, Gaius.
Not really.
I have.
Colonel.
Colonel.
She wants to talk to you.
Me?
She is dying.
Could you just take a few minutes out of your busy schedule and be with her?
Thank you Thank me?
For what?
For the privilege...
of finally being able to meet my father before I die.
You shouldn't be thanking be.
I spent most of my life trying to kill your kind.
Too much confusion I want my mommy.
I want my mommy.
I want my mommy, bring me home.
You know it is too bad we never upgraded the FTL of this rap but if you think that I am gonna put up with your sniveling and wining for another dozen jumps...
guess again I want my mommy, bring me home.
Fine.
Let's see if you can cry in your sleep.
It might be a long snooze if I use one of these.
They don't come in kiddy doses.
Give me your arm.
Give me your arm.
Saul, it's Hera.
We've got to do more.
I got 'em to send out a recon mission.
Yeah, a recon mission.
Our people's future is at sake and you got 'em to send out a recon mission.
Our people, our people...
That's right, Saul!
Thank Gods!
Frak!
Empty!
Saul!
You wanna know who are my people are, lady?
The ones on this ship.
The ones I fought with and bled with, The old man, this crew, they're my family!
The only family I've known and the only one I care to!
Oh, Saul...
You are a pip.
You really are.
The old man...
Old?
Compared to who?
You were my husband 2000 years before you even met Bill Adama.
2000 years, that's a number!
That's what it means to me!
It's nothing!
But that man's friendship...
Oh, frak!
You are a cylon, Saul.
Yeah.
Whether you remember that life or not, at least you must understand what we were trying to do.
We wanted to end the cycle of war between men and machine.
That was the bust.
Yes, we failed.
But we have a second chance now!
Hera.
Without her...
our children are going to die off, one by one...
just like they are dying right now in Cottle's sick bay.
I had a child.
He died.
You're wrong, Saul.
You had millions.
Ah, Ellen.
Come on, you got to be hungry.
Eat this.
Do you know what I do sometimes when I'm sad?
I go to this special place...
The House where I wanted to live...
with the man that I loved.
You can see this?
You can project?
Yeah, you can still eat it.
Missed a spot.
By your left sideburn.
The latch was busted.
Thank you.
So...
You really believe all that bilge you were spewing on the wireless?
Bilge?
Angels.
The angels walking among us.
Angels that bring out our better nature, bla, bla, bla...
Yes, I do as a matter of fact.
And you've seen these angels for yourself?
With alarming regularity.
Regularity...
That must be important when you're full of crap.
Oh, that's charming.
Absolutely charming.
And you are entitled to an opinion, obviously.
Who are you by the way, again?
Me?
I am a dead chick, that's it.
Oh, right, and I'm full of crap.
No, I mean it.
Im dead as in six feet under dead.
Dead as in crashed landing and burned to a crisp dead.
Here.
I took these off my body.
What was left of it, anyway on Earth.
Take them.
You used to be a scientist.
Run some tests.
Pull out the old Cylon detector.
Do whatever you need to do.
Because I have no idea.
The only thing I know for sure...
Im not an angel.
We tried hooking him up to the main power grid.
Thought I might help him reset his neural net.
So in other words, you tried to jumpstart him like a car.
Let me guess.
It didnt work so well for you.
Take a break.
Someone has to monitor...
Id like a minute along with my husband.
I`mm sure you don`tt mind...
Its funny, you know?
I...
I remember when...
I told you that if I found out you are Cylon, I would put a bullet in your head.
Some frakker makes me do it and all I can think about is how can I get you back.
Human, Cylon, does not seem to matter.
I just want you.
Because you just a Sam.
You are my Sam.
And thats how I`mm gonna remember you.
Neural anatomy of fluent aphasia are common...
Flip a coin.
Increased vascular pressure marks the threat response.
Free will scuttles in the swamp of fear.
Do not fear the worth.
You are the Harbinger of Death, Kara Thrace.
You will lead them all to their end.
End of line.
New command.
Resume function.
Resume function.
Resume function.
And so I walk like the beat cop I used to be.
When you walk, you see thing in different ways.
But when something is out place.
You notice it.
The cop eyes always notice.
and those eyes are the only thing that they couldnt take away from me.
What?
Open the page 61.
Dont worry.
Cottle won't mind, it's medicinal I can not believe you saved this.
Do you remember that day?
Yes.
New Caprica.
Baltar's gun breaking.
We've talked and talked.
About a lot of things.
Guess what I am thinking about right now?
Give me a hint.
Mountains.
A stream running to another lake.
Water so clear.
Its like looking through a glass.
Your cabin.
The one you wanted to build.
Its amazing how much I still think about it.
You know, sometimes I wonder...
what home is.
Is it actual place...
or is it some kind of longing for something, some kind of connection.
You know, I spent my whole life on Caprice.
I was born in one House, and a then I...
I moved to another.
And then...
this.
And then now.
I dont think that I...
ever felt truly at home until...
these last few months...
here with you.
I know you love this ship.
Probably, love her more than you love me.
Billy, if don't...
get off this ship you may lose both of us at the same time.
Would you give us a chance?
A closed system has lacks the ability to renew it self.
Knowledge alone is a poor primer.
It is happening all over the ship.
Power surges, temperature fluctuations and now you telling me its been him all along?
We had no idea that he had this ability.
How is he hooking into the ship?
I thought that all our systems were firewalled.
They are, and thats why we here hasn't accessed your computers.
But the organic resin that weve been injecting in your superstructure contains inductive elements, not unlike the neural fibers.
So he must have linked to those and then through them the electrical circuitry embedded in Galactica's bulkheads.
And what about FTL?
Now weve been upgraded with your tech, are they vulnerable?
Theoretically.
So, theoretically he could jump the ship if he wanted to just like yours did.
There's a hole in the bucket.
End of Line.
Begin reintegration of right hemisphere subcommand routines Great!
That's all we need.
Take him offline.
Do it!
There's hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza, there is a hole in the bucket.
Long due to return to patterns and repetitions.
All this happened before and all will happen again.
It's a blessed relief.
Cavil moved the Colony.
When?
Judging from residual energy readings, about five months ago.
Just before the civil war.
And you do not have idea where he moved to.
No.
Excuse me.
Anything you're imagining here can be real as you wanted to be.
Do you want to see a special room?
A room where I thought my daughter would live?
Sir.
Can I walk with you, sir?
I'm going to the funeral.
I understand if you are not going.
I would like your permission, sir, to take out Raptor to go and look for my daughter.
I am sure that Athena would be willing to pilot..
I've already sent out a recon mission and they reported back.
You did?
We're looking for a facility we knew Boomer would probably take Hera, but it was no longer there Sir.
Let me take out that Raptor.
Maybe I can find something.
It's gone.
I have lost the son and you've lost the a daughter.
But I can not condone a suicide mission.
Let it go!
You wanted me to let it go?
You're the one who can't let go.
Covering the holes in this bucket?
This ship is dead.
But my daughter might be still alive!
I understand your pain, Captain.
But don't lecture me.
You are here to take orders.
Do you understand?
I'm sorry.
I...
I'm sorry.
One...
Raptor, Admiral.
Maybe this is a suicide mission, but...
At least give me chance to do something.
Please.
For those who weve lost in the past, and for those who we buried today...
They gave their lives...
We must remember...
To save this ship.
There is a higher purpose.
Casualties, as much as every soldier fallen.
And so...
We mourn...
In battle...
The passing of our friends.
Heavenly father...
We must understand, Grant us the strength, That what we sacrificed here today...
The wisdom...
Our women and men..
And above all, a measure of acceptance...
Of extreme courage...
However small.
Cause that is what we are..
Voyagers, traversing the stars, in search of...
Grace.
Grace.
So say we all.
So say we all.
So say we all.
So say we all.
Present arm!
Dismissed.
Listen to me!
The death is not the end.
And I'm not talking about Cylon resurrection, I'm talking about the gift of eternal life, that is offered to each and everyone of us.
Yes, even these flawed amongst us.
All we need is the courage...
to face death, when it comes crawling for us, embrace it even.
Only then...
will we truly have the ability to cross over.
As one amongst us here, has already crossed over.
One amongst us, here, is living proof that there is life after death!
The blood on these dog tags comes from necrotic flesh.
That means a dead body.
The DNA analysis is a 100% prove positive match for one Captain Kara Thrace.
I told you that are angels walking amongst you.
When will you believe me?
She took these from her own mortal remains.
That lie on Earth, even now, it's there with her bones.
That's enough, Baltar!
Ask her yourselves!
She will not deny it!
She's not a Cylon.
I will put you in the brig!
They've already been revealed to us!
Ask her yourselves!
She will not deny it!
Dismissed, everyone!
Off the deck, now!
Kara?
What are you doing?
Ok, listen to me.
I don't care.
Right?
I don't...
We've all been through some crazy, crazy stuff.
I don't care what you think you saw.
I watched your Viper explode.
I don't care.
I'm here.
You're here.
This is all that matters.
Ok.
I'll see you around.
Kara Thrace.
Everything went smoothly, I take it.
Yes.
It's a shame I can't be there to see the expression on Ellen's face...
when she realizes how we played her.
You've hard day's work, go get some rest.
We'll take her from here.
Don't worry, we'll take good care at her.
Boomer, no!
Boomer!
There, there now.
You'll have all sorts of new playmates very soon.
Boomer!
Boomer!
I know you can hear me, Sam.
Just like I know at some level, you'll understand.
The old me is dead and gone...
same as the old you.
Just took me a while to accept it.
Which brings us to the larger question.
Why am I here?
I think it has something to do with this music.
There's a pattern...
there's a pattern that I...
can't see.
But I think that you can.
So we are going to sit in this room until we figure it out.
Talk to me, Sam.
New command.
You wanted to see me?
Yeah.
I've made some decisions.
Good.
About time you send those toaster workers back...
for all good they've done.
Actually...
I'm stopping all the repairs in the ship.
Put out the orders, I want the crew to start stripping out Galactica.
Packing all the weapons and gear.
Start off-loading the civilians by tomorrow.
The full crew and officers transferred...
by the end of the week.
What?
We're abandoning ship, Tigh.
No.
No, you can't do this.
I have to, Saul.
She's dying.
And we both know it.
As your XO, I can't let you do this.
I won't!
You have never let me down, Saul.
I can't blame you for...
...being what you are.
Specially since...
it includes being the finest officer and friend I've ever had.
This ship never let us down...
So, we're gonna send her off in style.
So we're gonna do this now?
She was a grand old lady.
The grandest!
To Galactica!
The ship in the fleet.
To Galactica!
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What am I?
A ghost, a demon?
You are asking the wrong guy.
I'm just a piano player.
Is that for me?
Yeah.
Holy crap.
Sam!
There's a lot still going on in there.
And there is nothing to indicate that he's having any kind of conscious thought.
What if we could link him to a data stream like our hybrids?
We have to figure out a contingency plan for the ship, now.
You have to face the fact that you will lose her.
Boomer's loose.
She's got my frakking kid!
K- ro, get on the CIC and warn the Admiral.
Sir, Boomer's spooling to jump.
If she jumps inside the ship, the spatial disruption could tear Galactica's guts out.
Hey.
Hey!
What have you been bitching about?
It's not our fault that the resins wont bond with these inferior alloys.
In other words it's our fault that this scoop of yours is doing crap...
except making this place smell like the inside of a latrine.
Really?
I thought that was you!
Lady...
You work on your side and I'll work on mine.
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Come on!
Come on!
Not with this guy!
Not now!
Stop your bitching!
Not now.
Fine, fine!
Let's go!
If John's plan all along was to steal Hera so he could study her...
Study her?
They gonna dissect her like a frakking lab rat, we all know it.
If he wants to try to determine what made her a successful human/cylon hybrid he'll take her to the Colony.
The Colony?
I guess you could call a home.
It's where we and Centurions went after the first war, once we convinced them to abandoned their own experiments with evolutions, in exchange for resurrection technology.
She knows where it is.
So, you would have the Galactica jump into a cylon hornet nest, risk everything for one solitary single child.
Is that what you're telling me colonel?
She's not just any child.
With Caprica Six's miscarriage, Hera is our people's only hope of avoiding eventual extinction.
She may be our only hope too.
I just think...
We just experienced something remarkable.
Hera wrote the notes to a song.
A song that my father used to play to me when I was a child.
Same song that switched us on when we were in that nebula.
Same song that led us to Earth.
Something is happening here, something that is greater that all of us, and that little girl is in the middle of it.
She's the key, sir.
In other words, it's our destiny to go after her, right?
Wrong!
I'm fed up to here with destiny with prophecy, with God or the Gods.
Look where it's left Yes, and to nowhere.
Nearly half of our people are gone.
Earth, worthless cinder and I can't even walk down the halls of my ship without wondering if I only catch a bullet for getting us into this mess.
We're alive, Bill.
Four years ago I wouldn't have taken odds on that.
At least he was a recon bird.
We can see what we're up against.
make it a Heavy Raider.
I don't want Helo and Athena to find out about this.
Look at me.
Look at me.
Look at me.
You hate me, don't you?
Say it.
Say it.
God's frakking damn!
Hera?
Hera!
Hera!
Bill, I've been having that dream again.
Help me!
Take it!
Take it!
Grab the door!
Lock it!
Lock it!
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We've got an internal bleeding, Doc.
Taking her to surgery.
Right.
I hope we don't lose power.
What's the telling?
61 dead or missing so far, including 26 of theirs.
Leoben was calling it the proverbial straw.
Sir, we got five more jump's max.
After that there is a 90% chance of tearing her in half.
I don't want to hear that you are 90 percent sure of anything.
You come back when you are 100 percent sure, you got that?
Go take care of the injuries.
Yes, sir.
That frakking Cylon rep, Sonja, wanted to know when you'll be transferring your flag.
Transferring to where?
Her base ship?
That'll be the frakking day.
That's exactly what I said.
I'll get on top of this repair detail.
We'll straighten it up.
It must be tough to say goodbye to both of your women at once.
You must feel like we're abandoning you.
And neither one of my women are dying.
They just need a bit more of care and attention.
Hera.
Admiral Adama will be forced to abandon Galactica.
Yes.
And at which point the Cylon base ship Fleet Captain's Meeting 1750 HOURS will be our sole means of defense?
Under the Admiral's command augmented by Galactica's pilots, planes, and the military personnel, as it is always been.
Mister Adama, it sure seems that you are putting a lot of power into the hands of some people.
And I use the term loosely...
that not so long ago they were doing their damnest to wipe us out.
And your concerns are noted.
As you all know...
As..
Let me speak.
As you all know...
We agreed to accept Admiral Adama's military authority in return for a seat on this Council.
We intend to abide by that promise.
Speaking of promises...
I have been complaining about air quality aboard Hitei Khan from day one.
I am submitting my requisition now for Galactica's CO2 and particulate scrubbers.
Excuse me?
As long as we get the FTLs.
Our last emergency jump took 6 minutes to spin up.
Wait.
Wait a minute.
Obviously we will have to do a complete inventory of Galactica's equipment.
Maybe even a lottery, In order to ensure a appropriable distribution of all the equipment.
Listen to me for one goddamn minute.
No one...
removes so much as one botfrom this Battlestar not until the Admiral tells us we can.
Really?
What does Gaius Baltar say about that?
Gaius Baltar?
Angels.
Angels, I hear you say.
I don't believe that angels appear to you in some mystical spectral form.
Angels take the guise of those who are nearest and dearest of you, Those who can understand our doubts and your trials and steer you back on the road to salvation.
I believe in these angels because I see them.
Wherever you are in the fleet...
This is Gaius Baltar, wishing you a good day.
Excuse me, Caprica.
Caprica 6!
Erm, erm, it's good to...
Listen, I heard about your loss and I want to offer you my condolences, tell you I'm truly sorry, I am!
Thank you, Gaius.
I see...
I've got your...
you know, if you need any more We've got so much...
I'm fine and also, I'm not aware of your current situation, but if you need a place to stay...
I've no desire to join your harem.
No, no.
That's not what I...
That's not what...
We are trying to make a difference...
Within the fleet.
You haven't changed, Gaius.
Not really.
I have.
Colonel.
Colonel.
She wants to talk to you.
Me?
She is dying.
Could you just take a few minutes out of your busy schedule and be with her?
Thank you Thank me?
For what?
For the privilege...
of finally being able to meet my father before I die.
You shouldn't be thanking be.
I spent most of my life trying to kill your kind.
Too much confusion I want my mommy.
I want my mommy.
I want my mommy, bring me home.
You know it is too bad we never upgraded the FTL of this rap but if you think that I am gonna put up with your sniveling and wining for another dozen jumps...
guess again I want my mommy, bring me home.
Fine.
Let's see if you can cry in your sleep.
It might be a long snooze if I use one of these.
They don't come in kiddy doses.
Give me your arm.
Give me your arm.
Saul, it's Hera.
We've got to do more.
I got 'em to send out a recon mission.
Yeah, a recon mission.
Our people's future is at sake and you got 'em to send out a recon mission.
Our people, our people...
That's right, Saul!
Thank Gods!
Frak!
Empty!
Saul!
You wanna know who are my people are, lady?
The ones on this ship.
The ones I fought with and bled with, The old man, this crew, they're my family!
The only family I've known and the only one I care to!
Oh, Saul...
You are a pip.
You really are.
The old man...
Old?
Compared to who?
You were my husband 2000 years before you even met Bill Adama.
2000 years, that's a number!
That's what it means to me!
It's nothing!
But that man's friendship...
Oh, frak!
You are a cylon, Saul.
Yeah.
Whether you remember that life or not, at least you must understand what we were trying to do.
We wanted to end the cycle of war between men and machine.
That was the bust.
Yes, we failed.
But we have a second chance now!
Hera.
Without her...
our children are going to die off, one by one...
just like they are dying right now in Cottle's sick bay.
I had a child.
He died.
You're wrong, Saul.
You had millions.
Ah, Ellen.
Come on, you got to be hungry.
Eat this.
Do you know what I do sometimes when I'm sad?
I go to this special place...
The House where I wanted to live...
with the man that I loved.
You can see this?
You can project?
Yeah, you can still eat it.
Missed a spot.
By your left sideburn.
The latch was busted.
Thank you.
So...
You really believe all that bilge you were spewing on the wireless?
Bilge?
Angels.
The angels walking among us.
Angels that bring out our better nature, bla, bla, bla...
Yes, I do as a matter of fact.
And you've seen these angels for yourself?
With alarming regularity.
Regularity...
That must be important when you're full of crap.
Oh, that's charming.
Absolutely charming.
And you are entitled to an opinion, obviously.
Who are you by the way, again?
Me?
I am a dead chick, that's it.
Oh, right, and I'm full of crap.
No, I mean it.
Im dead as in six feet under dead.
Dead as in crashed landing and burned to a crisp dead.
Here.
I took these off my body.
What was left of it, anyway on Earth.
Take them.
You used to be a scientist.
Run some tests.
Pull out the old Cylon detector.
Do whatever you need to do.
Because I have no idea.
The only thing I know for sure...
Im not an angel.
We tried hooking him up to the main power grid.
Thought I might help him reset his neural net.
So in other words, you tried to jumpstart him like a car.
Let me guess.
It didnt work so well for you.
Take a break.
Someone has to monitor...
Id like a minute along with my husband.
I`mm sure you don`tt mind...
Its funny, you know?
I...
I remember when...
I told you that if I found out you are Cylon, I would put a bullet in your head.
Some frakker makes me do it and all I can think about is how can I get you back.
Human, Cylon, does not seem to matter.
I just want you.
Because you just a Sam.
You are my Sam.
And thats how I`mm gonna remember you.
Neural anatomy of fluent aphasia are common...
Flip a coin.
Increased vascular pressure marks the threat response.
Free will scuttles in the swamp of fear.
Do not fear the worth.
You are the Harbinger of Death, Kara Thrace.
You will lead them all to their end.
End of line.
New command.
Resume function.
Resume function.
Resume function.
And so I walk like the beat cop I used to be.
When you walk, you see thing in different ways.
But when something is out place.
You notice it.
The cop eyes always notice.
and those eyes are the only thing that they couldnt take away from me.
What?
Open the page 61.
Dont worry.
Cottle won't mind, it's medicinal I can not believe you saved this.
Do you remember that day?
Yes.
New Caprica.
Baltar's gun breaking.
We've talked and talked.
About a lot of things.
Guess what I am thinking about right now?
Give me a hint.
Mountains.
A stream running to another lake.
Water so clear.
Its like looking through a glass.
Your cabin.
The one you wanted to build.
Its amazing how much I still think about it.
You know, sometimes I wonder...
what home is.
Is it actual place...
or is it some kind of longing for something, some kind of connection.
You know, I spent my whole life on Caprice.
I was born in one House, and a then I...
I moved to another.
And then...
this.
And then now.
I dont think that I...
ever felt truly at home until...
these last few months...
here with you.
I know you love this ship.
Probably, love her more than you love me.
Billy, if don't...
get off this ship you may lose both of us at the same time.
Would you give us a chance?
A closed system has lacks the ability to renew it self.
Knowledge alone is a poor primer.
It is happening all over the ship.
Power surges, temperature fluctuations and now you telling me its been him all along?
We had no idea that he had this ability.
How is he hooking into the ship?
I thought that all our systems were firewalled.
They are, and thats why we here hasn't accessed your computers.
But the organic resin that weve been injecting in your superstructure contains inductive elements, not unlike the neural fibers.
So he must have linked to those and then through them the electrical circuitry embedded in Galactica's bulkheads.
And what about FTL?
Now weve been upgraded with your tech, are they vulnerable?
Theoretically.
So, theoretically he could jump the ship if he wanted to just like yours did.
There's a hole in the bucket.
End of Line.
Begin reintegration of right hemisphere subcommand routines Great!
That's all we need.
Take him offline.
Do it!
There's hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza, there is a hole in the bucket.
Long due to return to patterns and repetitions.
All this happened before and all will happen again.
It's a blessed relief.
Cavil moved the Colony.
When?
Judging from residual energy readings, about five months ago.
Just before the civil war.
And you do not have idea where he moved to.
No.
Excuse me.
Anything you're imagining here can be real as you wanted to be.
Do you want to see a special room?
A room where I thought my daughter would live?
Sir.
Can I walk with you, sir?
I'm going to the funeral.
I understand if you are not going.
I would like your permission, sir, to take out Raptor to go and look for my daughter.
I am sure that Athena would be willing to pilot..
I've already sent out a recon mission and they reported back.
You did?
We're looking for a facility we knew Boomer would probably take Hera, but it was no longer there Sir.
Let me take out that Raptor.
Maybe I can find something.
It's gone.
I have lost the son and you've lost the a daughter.
But I can not condone a suicide mission.
Let it go!
You wanted me to let it go?
You're the one who can't let go.
Covering the holes in this bucket?
This ship is dead.
But my daughter might be still alive!
I understand your pain, Captain.
But don't lecture me.
You are here to take orders.
Do you understand?
I'm sorry.
I...
I'm sorry.
One...
Raptor, Admiral.
Maybe this is a suicide mission, but...
At least give me chance to do something.
Please.
For those who weve lost in the past, and for those who we buried today...
They gave their lives...
We must remember...
To save this ship.
There is a higher purpose.
Casualties, as much as every soldier fallen.
And so...
We mourn...
In battle...
The passing of our friends.
Heavenly father...
We must understand, Grant us the strength, That what we sacrificed here today...
The wisdom...
Our women and men..
And above all, a measure of acceptance...
Of extreme courage...
However small.
Cause that is what we are..
Voyagers, traversing the stars, in search of...
Grace.
Grace.
So say we all.
So say we all.
So say we all.
So say we all.
Present arm!
Dismissed.
Listen to me!
The death is not the end.
And I'm not talking about Cylon resurrection, I'm talking about the gift of eternal life, that is offered to each and everyone of us.
Yes, even these flawed amongst us.
All we need is the courage...
to face death, when it comes crawling for us, embrace it even.
Only then...
will we truly have the ability to cross over.
As one amongst us here, has already crossed over.
One amongst us, here, is living proof that there is life after death!
The blood on these dog tags comes from necrotic flesh.
That means a dead body.
The DNA analysis is a 100% prove positive match for one Captain Kara Thrace.
I told you that are angels walking amongst you.
When will you believe me?
She took these from her own mortal remains.
That lie on Earth, even now, it's there with her bones.
That's enough, Baltar!
Ask her yourselves!
She will not deny it!
She's not a Cylon.
I will put you in the brig!
They've already been revealed to us!
Ask her yourselves!
She will not deny it!
Dismissed, everyone!
Off the deck, now!
Kara?
What are you doing?
Ok, listen to me.
I don't care.
Right?
I don't...
We've all been through some crazy, crazy stuff.
I don't care what you think you saw.
I watched your Viper explode.
I don't care.
I'm here.
You're here.
This is all that matters.
Ok.
I'll see you around.
Kara Thrace.
Everything went smoothly, I take it.
Yes.
It's a shame I can't be there to see the expression on Ellen's face...
when she realizes how we played her.
You've hard day's work, go get some rest.
We'll take her from here.
Don't worry, we'll take good care at her.
Boomer, no!
Boomer!
There, there now.
You'll have all sorts of new playmates very soon.
Boomer!
Boomer!
I know you can hear me, Sam.
Just like I know at some level, you'll understand.
The old me is dead and gone...
same as the old you.
Just took me a while to accept it.
Which brings us to the larger question.
Why am I here?
I think it has something to do with this music.
There's a pattern...
there's a pattern that I...
can't see.
But I think that you can.
So we are going to sit in this room until we figure it out.
Talk to me, Sam.
New command.
You wanted to see me?
Yeah.
I've made some decisions.
Good.
About time you send those toaster workers back...
for all good they've done.
Actually...
I'm stopping all the repairs in the ship.
Put out the orders, I want the crew to start stripping out Galactica.
Packing all the weapons and gear.
Start off-loading the civilians by tomorrow.
The full crew and officers transferred...
by the end of the week.
What?
We're abandoning ship, Tigh.
No.
No, you can't do this.
I have to, Saul.
She's dying.
And we both know it.
As your XO, I can't let you do this.
I won't!
You have never let me down, Saul.
I can't blame you for...
...being what you are.
Specially since...
it includes being the finest officer and friend I've ever had.
This ship never let us down...
So, we're gonna send her off in style.
So we're gonna do this now?
She was a grand old lady.
The grandest!
To Galactica!
The ship in the fleet.
To Galactica!
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