Previously on Battlestar Galactica.
Hera!
Were you with us a moment ago?
In the lobby of the opera house?
I don't know. I was there, too. And so was Hera.
If that's me lying there, then what am I?
She took these from her own mortal remains.
The blood on these dog tags is a 100% proof-positive match
for one Kara Thrace.
Sam!
We tried hooking him up to the main power grid,
thought it might reset his neural net.
This has been happening all over the ship.
Power surges, temperature fluctuations.
And now you're telling me it's been him all along?
That for me?
Hera wrote the notes to a song that
my father used to play to me when I was a child.
The same song that led us to Earth.
There's a pattern that I can't see.
But I think that you can.
So we are going to pick it apart until we figure it out.
That's impossible. Somebody saw her.
What the hell is going on up there?
Boomer took Hera. Just walked right out of the daycare.
Job well done. You go get some rest.
Don't worry. We'll take good care of her.
Boomer. No. Boomer.
If Cavil's plan all along was to steal Hera so he could study her,
he'll take her to the colony.
It's where we and the Centurions went after the first war.
We're abandoning ship, Tigh.
Put out the orders. I want the crew
to start stripping down Galactica.
Pack in all the weapons and gear.
Let's start off-loading civilians by tomorrow.
Full crews and ordinances transferred by the end of the week.
To Galactica, best ship in the fleet.
To Galactica.
I've commanded two Battlestars
and three escorts before that.
Come on, Bill. Don't be like that.
There's nothing to get all upset about.
Billions of cubits worth of equipment entrusted to me,
not to mention thousands of lives.
It's one hour of your life.
Look, sometimes there are things you just gotta do, all right?
Do you always drink and drive?
I drink. He drives.
You like having things done for you, don't you?
It certainly beats having to do them for yourself.
Don"[ you?
No, I prefer not to rely on others as much as possible.
Less chance of being letdown that way.
Well, since you've allowed yourself
to be in my capable hands for this evening,
here's hoping I won't let you down.
I'll drink to that, Doctor.
You can... You can call me Gaius, actually. If you want.
This is crazy, but I've actually forgotten your name.
Hello? Yes, it is.
Hello. How are you?
What? What?
Oh, my Gods. When was this?
Well, listen, just... I'm so sorry.
If you just wait there, and I'll be around as soon as I can...
No, please. You have to wait. You have to... You can't...
You will wait there, or I'll sue you for abandonment.
Yeah, I will.
Well, I don't know how long it's going to take. Just wait.
I'm coming. I'm coming right now.
Give our love to Sidney.
I will. Goodbye.
Bye.
That was a great shower.
Oh, my Gods.
That was amazing. I'm just gonna clean up a little bit here.
Okay, Laura, no cleaning.
Just a little. No, this is the last bottle,
and you and I have to share it.
You promised me we'd finish all the champagne.
All right. Oh, boy, we drank a lot.
Well, they did. They did.
What about me?
No. Pregnant girls only get gifts.
Just a sip.
A sip? Just a sip.
All right. Just one. Little.
Little.
Go ahead. Stop!
Enough.
Oh, my gosh.
Oh!
That was lovely, Laura. Thank you.
Well, it's the least I could do for my little sister.
Hey, I thought I was your little sister.
Okay, you are my really little sister.
Oh, boy.
How about that woman with Mrs. Anderson?
Why did she bring those?
What was that?
I don't know, but, you know, there's always one.
Frak me. He's early.
Just a second!
Coming!
Hi, I'm... You must be...
Lee, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah.
I'm sorry. I'm Kara. Come on in.
That's very nice. You didn't have to do that.
I'll take those. Put them in some water.
Zak!
Nice place.
It's a rattrap, but the rent's cheap.
No, it's...
It's got real charm.
And you're a terrible liar. We should play cards.
I hold my own.
I'm sure you do. Zak!
You just get uglier every day. Hey, there he is.
How are you?
I see you've met my better half,
and this one's mine. Keep your hands off.
And a girlfriend stealer for a brother. Nice!
Never stole his girlfriend. Mmm-hmm.
Really bad liar right here.
Yeah, no, we figured that out already.
Zak, get the drinks.
Dinner's almost ready. Yes, sir.
I don't know what to say. I'm sure it was a mistake.
Nothing in my contract about being stabbed with a steak knife.
She been stealing. She been stealing while I've been sleeping.
No one is stealing from you, Dad, all right?
Now you just shut up. You're in enough trouble already.
I'm out of here. You're lucky I don't call the cops.
Yes. Yes, we are, Nurse Barbara.
Thank you. Now, listen, I'll pay you double, triple.
I thought I asked you to wait in the car.
This be the new one you be banging, eh?
None of your bloody business. Nurse Barbara, please. I've got 500 cubits, 1,000.
1,000 frakking cubits for you to stay the night!
Please! I'll take all the knives away!
He'll be on liquid diet forever.
Just spend one frakking night!
How about you, love?
Bet you charge a lot more than that, eh?
Shut your filthy mouth. Stop being so disgusting.
This is your father, Gaius. Not that you'd ever know it.
You see, Gaius is ashamed of his family. I need this.
I need this like a frakking hole in the head. Even his accent.
Stupid bastard actually changed his accent. Would you believe that?
That is the third nurse in a row now, Dad.
The third nurse.
Do you have any idea how much this is costing me?
How much it costs, that's all he cares about now.
Not the way he was brought up, I can tell you.
But he don't like to think about that.
No, he don't like to think about living on a farm
and doing a day's honest, hard work.
All right. All right. All right.
Enough! Enough! Shut up! Shut up right now!
I won't stand here one moment longer
and listen to your ridiculous working-class-hero rant.
Look at you! Look at your shirt that I bought you.
How you dribble and treat these things.
I'll break it down for you, Dad!
You're an obnoxious, spiteful, cantankerous old git,
and you're frakking lucky you're not living on the frakking street!
Big man cursing his father.
Makes you feel important, don't it?
Gaius, maybe we should... Maybe you should've stayed in the car,
which is what I asked you to do.
I'm afraid that I'm going to have to ask you to leave now.
I'm sure that the driver can see you to your home.
I'm gonna spend the rest of this lovely evening with my dad.
Good night.
Good morning.
I'm Officer Stephanie and this is Officer Shawn
with the Caprica City Police.
Are you Laura Roslin?
Yes, I am.
We need to speak with you.
May we come inside? Yes, please do.
We're so sorry. We have to inform you
there's been a terrible accident.
Late last night, your sisters and your father were all killed.
We weren't able to verify the identity
of the bodies until a few hours ago.
The driver of the other vehicle is in stable condition,
and preliminary tests indicate he was intoxicated
when he sideswiped the car with your father and your sisters.
Thank you. Please show yourselves out.
We're sorry for your loss.
I don't know. I don't know what she's doing.
I think she wants us to cut the pain medication.
I don't think she knows what she wants.
Doctor...
Okay, go ahead and shut it off.
There's only so much of Galactica to go around.
You'd think we were retiring 10 Battlestars.
Excuse me, Mr. President, sir. One second.
Tell the captains they are padding their requests.
Send it back. Sir, if you have a minute.
Just one second.
Yes, Specialist, what is it?
I know this is not your problem, sir,
but they want us to tear the mag cellerators from the launch tubes.
Well, the civilian ships can use them as auto-loaders.
Sir, it's like we're tearing the old girl's heart out.
A Battlestar's whole purpose is to launch Vipers.
I kind of know how you feel. Part of my heart's here, too.
Tell you what, make the cellerators
the last thing your men take out.
Then turn out the lights and let the old girl die in peace.
Yes, sir.
Well, after the blast, everyone else's numbers are down,
which gives us solid majority
on over half the civilian ships in the fleet.
I mean, no one else comes even close
to having that kind of political power.
Our time is here, Gaius.
She's right, Gaius. The end times are approaching.
Humanity's final chapter is about to be written,
and you... You will be its author.
Gaius, did you hear me? This is it.
This is it, Gaius.
There's never enough, you know.
Never enough money, fame...
Women.
The more you want, the more you need, the more you want.
There's always a hunger for
more money, greater fame...
Different women.
Oh, yeah? It's a tragedy, your life.
The point I'm trying to make, Calvin,
the point you're missing,
is that there's a certain futility
in centering one's entire life
around trying to satisfy appetites
that can truly never be sated.
So, if you could do your life over,
what would you change?
Sorry, sir.
As I was saying,
the old man intends to fly the last Viper off ship himself.
Tell the deck gang to leave one launch tube intact,
set to remote pilot launch. Yes, sir.
You'll never make admiral like that.
Eat it.
You haven't eaten in days.
You have to eat it now, all.
No!
You're in big trouble.
So, you wonder how to prevent gimbal lock
in a turn, lateral turn, of greater than 6 G's.
It's quite easy, actually. You just weld
this baby at the T-joint at the medial axis...
Lieutenant...
Wait, wait, wait...
We can get in a lot of trouble.
Do you know what you're doing?
Yes.
As long as you know!
They're all the same, Karl.
No, they're different.
You know they're different.
How you felt about Boomer, that was different.
That's why you did what you did.
I did what I did because I'm a frakking idiot.
A 2, 000-year-old idiot who cannot learn the simplest lesson.
Machines are not people.
They're just machines.
My wife, Athena,
is a person. She's a blow-up doll, Karl. They all are.
Athena, Sharon, Boomer. Call them what you will. They're all the same.
They're all the same, because we made them the same.
Don't blame yourself, but you can't trust them.
You can't trust any of them.
Frak. You didn't hear that, all right? Let me help you.
These are...
Pilots from the memorial wall.
We wanted to take them with us, you know,
so we wouldn't leave them behind with the others.
The others? Lot of photos still down there.
Nobody knows who they are anymore.
Probably friends and relatives of people on Galactica
who died somewhere along the way.
Admiral?
As you were.
Bear it in mind?
Well, when will you bear it in mind?
You haven't even listened to my proposal.
I'm not even saying it'll necessarily be me.
My people deserve a voice in the government.
Now, I'm literally talking about the lives
and well-being of thousands of people in the fleet.
Is that what you were thinking about
when you outted Starbuck's secret?
The well-being of thousands of people?
Or the political gain of Gaius Baltar, again?
Is that what this is about?
Does everything have to be reduced to
your personal feelings about Kara Thrace?
Listen to me, Mr. Adama.
Lee.
I'm asking to have a genuine conversation.
Please.
Five minutes.
I'll be back in five minutes.
Five minutes inside.
And you think there's some kind of meaning in these musical notes?
I don't know. I'm just groping, mostly,
looking for patterns, trying to see what comes to me.
I thought that if I assigned numbers to the notes...
I don't know.
What Baltar said the other day, is it the truth?
Yeah.
I found my body, and I burned it on Earth.
I don't know what I am.
I have to ask him a question.
Do you know how to plug him in?
Yeah.
Hey.
I know what you are.
You're my daughter.
Don't forget it.
You're on pace to land in the hall of fame someday,
but you still haven't won a championship,
and now the C-Bucks are in a rebuilding year.
If you don't get to hoist the cup before you retire,
will you consider your career to be incomplete?
Well, right now, I'm just focused on getting stronger
and helping out the team any way I can.
Um...
I...
Yeah.
Hmm.
Look, you want to know the truth?
I don't really care about the stats or the cup
or the trophy, or anything like that.
In fact, even the games aren't that important to me, not really.
What matters to me is the perfect throw, okay?
Making the perfect catch, the perfect step and block,
it's perfection. That's what it's about.
It's about those moments when you...
When you can feel the perfection of creation,
the beauty of physics, the wonder of mathematics. You know, the elation
of action and reaction,
and that is the kind of perfection
that I want to be connected to.
Spins and turns. Angles and curves.
The shape of dreams half-remembered.
Slip the surly bonds of earth and touch the face of perfection.
A perfect face. Perfect lace.
Find a perfect world for the end of Kara Thrace. End of line.
He says a lot of things.
Go ahead. Ask your question.
You ask him.
Let's forget for one moment that you're the son of the admiral...
Shut the frak up.
Get to the frakking point. You got five minutes. Speak.
Galactica has been more than our guardian.
She's literally a vessel into which we have poured
all of our hopes and dreams,
and when she's gone, when we can no longer derive the security
from looking out a window and seeing her massive bulk gliding by,
then this life will be over
and a new life will have begun,
a new life that requires a new way of thinking.
Now, I am willing to do anything,
anything I can to make this new life a good one.
All I am asking is that my people
have a voice in the government.
I represent thousands of people.
They deserve to be enfranchised
just as much as anyone else.
I'm not talking about myself.
This is not for me personally.
Come on, Lee. It makes sense.
You know it's the right thing to do.
What I know
is that in all the years that I've known you, I've never seen you make
one truly selfless act.
Right.
Never seen you do something
that didn't, on some level, serve the greater needs
of Gaius frakking Baltar.
So, no, I won't take your hand.
And I won't bring you or any representative
from your movement into the government.
Right. So, that's what it boils down to.
My people can't get representation
because I personally haven't passed
Lee Adama's selfless altruism test.
I haven't been a goody-goody and worn a badge of honor.
I don't think you've passed Gaius Baltar's test.
Go ahead, look me in the eye and tell me about the time
that you made a truly heroic act of conscience
which helped you not even in the slightest.
Tell me! I'll even believe you.
You're right.
I wouldn't trust me, either.
Holy frak.
I dare you. I double-dog dare you.
Get out of here! Come on! Come on.
Come on.
Come on!
Atta boy. Atta boy!
Frak.
Stupid frakking bird.
Can I have your attention, please?
I'm sure you're all aware
that a child was abducted from this ship recently.
I thought that a rescue mission was impractical.
Well, I was wrong.
He didn't say where he got the information,
but Starbuck was there, so I bet he talked to Anders.
Yeah. I know. Pretty freaky.
He thought that a rescue mission
was impractical because he didn't know
where she was being held. But that's changed now, I guess, ,
because he does know where she's being held.
Of course, knowing where the colony is is not nearly the same thing
as being able to actually get her out.
This is insane. You know that, right?
What I know is that Hera has some meaning
that transcends the here and now.
She is meant to fulfill a role, just as we were.
So we're going, the five of us.
Oh, you're making decisions for all of us now.
You'll go, Tory.
Truth is, you never could be alone.
Yeah, the mission is to be strictly volunteer only.
Any man or woman over the age of 15.
And the Admiral also wants any former colonial officer or crewman
incarcerated after the recent mutiny.
Yeah. Yeah, that's it.
Everyone has to make their own choice,
and they have to do it in person.
The old man is waiting on the hangar deck.
Set in-port watch until you get back.
Watch-keepers report to the admiral's quarters
to declare yourselves in person.
Move.
You know what you're gonna do?
Not exactly.
Well, take your time.
It takes approximately four minutes to get down there.
It's really happening.
We're going after her.
Or what's left of her.
Cavil's probably had her sliced and diced
and cut up into 1,000 specimens...
Stop it. Just stop it, okay?
She's still alive, and she's still out there, and we're gonna get her,
and everything's gonna be all right.
It's not gonna be all right, Karl.
No. You're wrong.
You're wrong.
Dots. Lots and lots and lots of dots.
She's clearly very gifted.
She hasn't eaten in days.
I think we should begin intravenous nutritional supplements
to build up her strength before we begin testing.
She wants her mother.
Well, she can't have her mother, now, can she?
I'm sorry. I forgot to sound all soppy and soft
when speaking of the child. She is a child, a frightened one.
She's a half-human, half-machine object of curiosity
that holds the key to our continued existence
somewhere in her genetic code.
So let's get a tube in her and get her ready.
Just don't get us bounced out of here, all right?
Galactica's the end of the line for pilot teams.
We get kicked out of here, we're boots on the ground from now on.
I know. I know it's crazy.
I should stop.
I should stop, yes. I will, I will.
But you can't stop, right?
Right. I just feel so alive when I'm with him!
Like the way you're supposed to always feel but you just never do.
Yeah, I know what that's like.
I know it's been three months. I know that.
I do too go out. I do.
I do.
Uh-uh.
No.
Uh-uh.
No, I'm not joining Adar's presidential campaign.
I don't care.
Because I don't like politics to begin with,
and a national campaign is just so blah.
Oh, Gods. You are relentless.
Okay, okay. I'll make a deal.
I'll go on the date if you'll stop bugging me about this campaign.
How young is he?
I know. Okay. I made a deal.
What's Mr. Perfect's name?
Sean. I like that name. Sean what?
Sean Ellison? Sounds familiar.
Okay. All right. Bye.
No one should feel obligated to join this mission in any way!
This is a decision I have made for myself.
If it turns out that there are not enough personnel
to crew Galactica,
I will lead a Raptor assault with anyone who is willing to join me.
Let there be no illusions!
This is likely to be a one-way trip.
So don't volunteer out of sentiment or emotion.
There is a line running down this deck.
Volunteers, move to the starboard side!
Everyone else to the port.
Make your choice.
Doc.
The Fleet can't afford to lose a doctor.
Go on back, Sherman, and thank you.
Like you got something better to do.
Excuse me. Thank you.
You didn't think you were gonna take off without me, Admiral, did you?
It never crossed my mind, Madam President.
Jump complete. Frak!
Plot us a way the hell back out of here.
Right. You got it.
Figures that a brain-damaged Cylon would send us hunting
in the middle of an asteroid field.
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
You got a recon mission where someone needs
to hang their ass over the edge
and wait for a bite, send Racetrack and Skulls.
Well, beats sitting in a cell.
Long-range dradis just picked something up.
Holy frak, we're right on top of a singularity.
A black hole? Where away?
7-3-8 carom 8-8-2. We're already sliding toward it.
Spin up the FTL. We're getting out of here.
Frak me.
What?
You're not gonna believe this.
Based on the coordinates we got from Sam,
we have determined that the Cylon colony is located here.
It's within our jump range, but there's a sizable catch.
It's located within an accretion disk of a naked singularity.
It's a strategically-sound position.
The colony's bound within the gravity well of the black hole,
but maintains a stable orbit.
How do we get in there? Look at all the crap
floating around in that current.
There is no way to navigate that current.
The tidal stresses are too strong.
It would rip the ship apart before we got within 10 SU.
But there is one safe jump spot.
It's where they bring their baseships in and out.
We got lucky. Two baseships jumped in and out
while the Raptor was taking pictures.
This right here is our only parking spot.
That's right on top of the frakking thing.
Less than one click, by our estimates.
One click?
Point-blank range.
And you can bet that they will have every gun in that colony
pointed at that parking spot of yours.
That's what I'd do.
Leave only one way in and out,
then make it impossible to get past the gates.
All right.
Let's get to work.
40? I've never paid more than 30 on Picon.
This ain't Picon.
All right, you got me there.
This ain't Picon. All right, 40.
Show him a good time.
I don't want a lap dance, okay?
Try it! You'll like it.
Keep the 40, he deserves it. Thank you.
So, are you gonna take the job or not?
Maybe I should just do it.
Letting my pride get in the way.
Now you're talking.
I mean, who cares? It's one hour of your time,
and then you have a whole new life,
a life without midnight watches or drills or Fleet politics
or the inspections or any of that crap.
Life! You could be here every night.
He won't be here every night.
Can hardly get him here once.
To retirement?
What do you say?
To retirement.
Yeah! Yes!
You're fired up.
You ain't seen nothing yet.
Help me up, boys. Help me up.
Yeah!
Look at that.
She's the finest kind, my Ellen, the finest kind.
If you don't participate in the political conversation,
then you are giving up your voice.
You're giving up your right to have a say
in the way that our society is run.
What?
You've really bought into all that crap, haven't you?
I do, proudly.
And so have you, by the way. Yeah. Really?
'Cause that's what the uniform stands for. It's what we train to defend.
Oh, you didn't. It's true.
Yes! No, no, no, no. That's sad. That's sad.
It's cute, but it's sad.
Let me guess, he's going on about voting
and its importance to a democratic way of life again.
So, you were listening.
You didn't tell me that your brother's an idealistic dreamer.
Dreamer? The sad truth is, he's not.
Beneath that romantic exterior
lies the heart of a true cynic.
Really? This is going to be fascinating. Things are looking up.
Yeah, it's one of the many, many, many reasons
that him and Dad aren't on speaking terms anymore.
Oh, come on. Family angst and drama. I love it.
Come on, boys, let's open up some old wounds.
Dad believes in the system,
believes in the uniform, believes in something greater than himself.
Correction. Dad believes in himself,
his uniform, his system, his way of life,
and if you're not with him in that tiny little bubble,
then you might as well not exist.
If you hate him so much, Why'd you follow in his footsteps?
Touché.
Service gave me four years of college.
I gave the service four years in return.
Simple as that. See? A cynic.
Right through to that big empty space that used to hold his heart.
Honey, I think I'm starting to like your brother.
You must be Sean.
Yeah, I must be.
I hope so.
I'll take these. They're beautiful. Thank you. You're welcome.
Do you like white wine? I do.
Kind of awkward, huh?
Blind date and all?
No, it's not, really.
It's just that I have this feeling that I know you.
Oh? Mmm-hmm.
Really? Mmm-hmm.
There you go, Sean.
Thank you. Welcome.
So, wait a minute.
You were one of my students.
Yeah, guilty as charged.
I mean, as soon as Marcy mentioned your name I knew,
but I didn't want to tell her.
And you knew I was old enough to be your...
Teacher? Yeah.
But I graduated some time ago.
Should I go? Did I say you should go?
I didn't say you should go.
The night's young. Apparently, so are you. Let's see what happens.
Sean.
Thank you.
You wouldn't do it.
For that kind of money? Gods damn right I would.
No, you wouldn't.
Look me in the eye and tell me that you'd do it,
that you'd do it for a civilian desk job.
I want to hear it come out of your mouth. Say it!
I frakking knew it.
Yeah!
Come on, soldier.
I love you guys. Yeah.
You guys are my family.
Oh, my Gods. Oh, my Gods. Come on.
I love you, brother. Come on, big boy.
Legs. All right. In you go.
You want out? Yes. Please. Thank you.
Well, he never could hold his liquor.
Unlike his brother.
Hey, I'm still standing.
Which means it's time for shots.
Yes!
Where is Bill?
He took a walk.
Look at all my rent money.
I will never have to work again.
Tell me again you're really quitting this time.
Well, that depends on the old man.
But you're older than him, you know.
Saul!
When are you gonna strap on your own pair
and stop following him around like some lovesick kid?
You always have to go one step too far, don't you, Ellen?
It's the truth, Saul! You wanna know something?
That man has ten times more integrity
and guts than anyone I've ever met.
And if that is not worth following,
then I don't know what the frak is.
Fine. Go ahead with your real lover.
You'll come back to me, Saul, you always do.
There's no need to torture yourself, Gaius.
Just trust in God's plan for you.
What is God's plan for me?
Well, you're following it right now.
Am I?
By taking charge of mankind's remnants
and guiding them to their end.
End of what?
Gaius.
We're ready to go. Five seconds, Paulla.
Okay. I'm just...
I'm already taken care of, actually.
I didn't say it was for you.
A woman of many talents.
With a whole bag of tricks.
Right.
Are you thirsty before...
What the hell are you doing here?
No, I'm sorry, what exactly is...
What exactly is...
How did you get in here?
Your friend let me in.
Yeah, I see you've poured some ambrosia, thank you, Calvin.
Should I go? What you should do is go upstairs,
turn left, hit the bedroom and get ready.
Round the mountain we shall go.
We shall go, we shall go
I think you ought to run along home now, Calvin, don't you?
You are in big frakking trouble, you better believe me.
You don't think I'm gonna tell your mom about this?
Total abuse of my respect.
It's very touching.
Befriending the neighbor's geek son.
You're intruding in my home.
He worships you, you know that?
Look, I think it would be a good idea if you left
before I inform the authorities.
Fine, fine. If that's the way you want to play it,
then you see, I'm ringing the police. I'm dialing.
Hello, police department, please.
I found your father a new place to live.
Yeah, I'd like to...
What?
The Regency. Down by the wharf.
Very tony address.
Full-time care, social activities, medical staff.
And the best part,
they encourage residents to garden and grow their own food.
Julius will be a farmer again.
His things are being moved this very moment by the staff.
They'll be set up in his new room
exactly how he had them in the apartment.
He loves it.
Loves?
Once I showed him around the facility.
Your father's a very complicated man, Gaius,
but there's a few simple things that make him very happy.
The last time I saw him,
he seemed happy.
I'm leaving lshay enough for two more rounds of injections.
That should keep you on your feet for another 48 hours.
Two days. Okay. That should be enough.
You're using up the last little bit of life you got. You realize that, don't you?
Yes. You've made that clear to me several times.
Mmm.
Right. That's it. You're done.
Thank you. Thank you.
Enough.
Thank you, Doctor.
I'm just doing my job.
No.
You've done much more than that. You've taken a patient who should've died
years ago, and you've given her a chance,
despite cancer and the Cylons and her own obstinate nature.
And you've given me the little time I have left,
and for that, you have my...
My heartfelt gratitude
and my thanks.
Well, I don't know what to say.
No, no, don't, don't.
Don't spoil your image. Just light a cigarette and go and grumble.
She's your patient now, lshay.
Ishay, I can barely see straight.
I'm not surprised.
You're so pumped full of drugs you could float off this bed.
Okay. Two days?
All right, two days.
The plan's just starting to take shape, but one thing's clear.
Raptors get the toughest job, as usual.
This will require some special piloting skills, and I mean special,
threading a needle while you're on a rollercoaster special.
While it seems a little redundant at this point,
the word's come down that it's a volunteer assignment, so...
That's my Raptor Wranglers.
Always looking for new and interesting ways to get killed.
I'm not going to lie to you boys. We are thin on intel on this one.
The Cylons believe that the most logical place for Cavil to have taken the girl
is deep into the interior of the colony.
Best guess. Right here.
We'll be in too close for nukes. Same thing goes for missiles.
No, this is going to be strictly a gun battle.
Like two old ships on the line, slugging it out at point-blank range.
I want the gun captains to do their job and start firing immediately
and to continue to fire until they run out of ammo.
Then, I want them to start throwing rocks.
They're gonna have every gun trained directly on us as soon as we jump in.
If we have any shot at this,
we're gonna have to interrupt their fire control systems.
And just how the hell is Sam supposed to help with that?
If we can plug him into Galactica's dradis, FTL and C3 systems,
his mind should then be able to directly communicate with the colony's Hybrids
once we jump in.
Theoretically, his mind should still be able to control their commands
and slow down their response time.
Okay.
Let's do it, I guess.
There's a catch.
Routing hardware connections from all those systems all over the ship
into this room is gonna take weeks.
It's a lot easier, faster if we just move him to the existing lines.
Okay, where's that?
Well, the best place is the CIC.
You're out of your frakking minds.
It's the best and fastest way to hook him up.
I'm not gonna hook up a Cylon into the CIC.
Admiral, it is the only way. No.
And that means no.
I'm not crossing that line.
You had us all cross a line.
Me, Sam, Lee, the President, everyone.
We are out here on this crazy-ass mission
because you couldn't leave that little girl behind.
It is time for you to cross that line.
This ship, this precious hunk of metal,
hooked up to a Cylon, that hits you where it hurts?
It's always everyone else sacrificing
our blood, our lives, our honor.
While you stand there on your high horse and we bleed around you.
For you.
I'll come back in a bit.
Chief.
Hook Anders up to CIC.
I need someone to lead this Fleet
who I trust and demands universal respect.
So the Baseship and the Fleet are yours.
Thank you, sir. I won't let you down.
I know you won't.
And I'll see you at the rendezvous.
If we're not there in 12 hours, we won't be coming.
Yes, sir.
Good hunting, sir.
Thank you, Admiral Hoshi.
Still not too late to flush them all out the airlock.
Take too much time.
I suppose this is what you could call poetic justice.
Or what goes around, comes around. Either way,
congratulations, Mr. President.
Thank you, Mr. Adama, and the best of luck.
Admiral Hoshi, sir. Sir.
The "sir" has... Right. Good luck.
You too, sir.
President of the Colonies, Admiral of the Fleet, departing.
All right, last Raptor out, people, last Raptor out.
Anyone left behind, your ass belongs to us.
Great. Can we tuck this in there?
Listen, I'm not coming with you.
Gaius, please, Gaius, our people need you. I've made up my mind.
I don't belong to you, Paulla. I never belonged to you.
You appropriated me.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I led you to believe...
They're all yours now, Paulla. Enjoy them.
Pilot, you have your passengers.
Gaius. Don't do this.
Maybe I'll see you in the next life.
Doctor.
This is so frakking crazy I can barely stand it.
Have faith, Tory.
In what?
Human ingenuity?
Luck of the Gods? Random chance?
We have to try.
That little girl may very well hold the key
to the survival of the entire Cylon nation.
If she can bear children... Children?
Who gives a frak?
What about us? What, we're supposed to die happy
because Hera can have kids and the entire Cylon nation can survive?
Come on. What good does that do me?
Galactica. Baseship actual.
Flag has been transferred to the Baseship,
and our Vipers are ready to take over CAP duties for the Fleet.
Roger that, Baseship. You have the CAP.
Safe journey. Godspeed, Galactica.
Let's go around the horn.
This is the X O.
All combat stations prepare to report.
Go.
We'll set up triage here. Just prep the table the way that I do.
- Weapons. - Go.
Tactical. Separate out the wounded.
Go. Those we can save, and those we can't.
- Engineering. - Go.
How will I know?
Take this marker.
- Damage control. - Go.
Put an "X" on the forehead of those who are too badly hurt,
and you'll know when you see them.
- Main batteries. - Go.
- Engine room. - Go.
We're next.
Sick bay.
Sick bay to go.
Viper wing. Go.
Assault One. Go.
Assault Two.
Go.
Reserve forces.
Go.
- Com One. - Go.
- Sorry. - Caprica.
- Com Two. - Go.
What are you doing here?
I don't think you should be here.
Probably been in more battles than you have.
Fair point. Life support.
Emergency systems standing by.
Yeah, I suppose the more pertinent question is what am I doing here.
What the hell was I thinking?
Secure blast doors on all decks.
Ellen.
I think we're a go up here.
All stations report, sir.
Connect me just to the ship.
This is the Admiral.
Just so there'll be no misunderstandings later,
Galactica's seen a lot of history,
gone through a lot of battles,
this will be her last.
She will not fail us
if we do not fail her.
If we succeed in our mission, Galactica will bring us home.
If we don't,
it doesn't matter anyway.
Action stations!
Start the clock. Start the clock.
Jump on my mark.
Five, four, three, two, one. Mark.
We can't take much of this.
It's time, Sam.
Look through the eye to know thyself.
One of the Final Five must be disrupting our systems.
It's Anders. Has to be.
He's hooked up to the frakking Hybrids somehow.
We gotta do this the hard way.
The colony Hybrids are offline.
They'll be launching Raiders any minute.
Go.
Launch all wings.
Birds are away.
All ahead, flank speed. Three, two, one. Hit it!
All hands brace for impact.
Assault One, standby.
Here they come, let's take them!
"APOLLO." Light it up.
Assault team, on me.
You guys scout me out, okay?
Pressure. We've got pressure, sir. One atmosphere.
Assault One, we got pressure.
Alpha Team, helmets off.
Move out.
I think we lost Cartwheel.
Dradis is almost useless out here.
I hope that works both ways. Any sign they've spotted our approach?
I haven't looked at the instruments in a while.
I don't think you want me to start now.
Maybe not.
Let's go weapons hot, Skulls. We're getting close.
You sure about that?
No, but I don't wanna come out of this crap with cold weapons, either.
Nukes are hot.
You know, this reminds me of that time back during...
Battery Three, redirect your fire 10 degrees starboard.
Concentrate on taking out the Cylon batteries.
Hotdog and Ladykiller,
concentrate on taking out Cylon Raiders coming in at 084 count...
All right, Galactica. We got them.
We have a hard seal. Go.
You're gonna just keep doing the tests?
Even with the colony coming down around your ears?
I think you overestimate their chances.
They may have confused our Hybrids temporarily,
but we have superior firepower and superior numbers,
and in the end, it's all about mathematics.
Sam. Sam, listen to me.
You're pushing too much energy through the ACS.
You gotta back off, or you're gonna blow the main bus, you hear me?
Sam!
There are secrets within lies, answers within riddles.
Lay off the ACS, you betcha, Galen.
Open your mind and hear what your heart wants to deny. End of line.
You never should have trusted her.
Trust didn't enter into it.
I simply miscalculated her need to engage in gestures of futility.
We have to assume that she'll try to make contact
with the Colonial forces aboard the colony.
It's time to go on the offensive.
We must be cautious. Too much force could risk killing the child.
Really? You think?
Please continue stating the perfectly obvious.
It fills me with confidence.
I'm proud of you.
What?
For doing this.
For being here when you could've just walked away.
I don't think I ever said it before, but I always wanted to be proud of you.
Guess I always felt that was the only thing missing.
All the pieces are falling into place.
You will hold the future of Cylons and humans in your hands.
I will? I will?
You see them? You see them?
Reconnect me!
Cylons just blew a hole into Deck 21.
Frakking Centurions will be pouring in at platoon strength.
On me, let's move!
Wait.
Tell the old man lowed him one.
Doesn't change anything you did, though.
No.
We all make our choices.
Today I made a choice.
I think it's my last one.
All right, this is really touching. Can we get the hell out of here?
You should know that your Raptor's been destroyed.
You can't go back that way.
Yeah, well, that's not the plan.
Can you not tell her the plan?
Right.
Missed the trap seven times in two days.
There's a new Galactica record.
Regs say that you've washed out, Rook.
Time to look for a new career.
What do you want me to do, sir?
Do you want me to beg for my billet? Do you want me to crawl?
I want you to land your frakking bird without digging holes into my deck.
How's that, huh?
How about being a pilot, an officer worthy of the uniform?
Take your job seriously. Don't let your personal life get in the way.
I've read your jacket, your whole story.
I know that your family's gone, and I know that you have no home.
All you got is the service, and it's slowly slipping away.
All because you're all wrapped up in survivor's guilt,
and you're trying to find a way to wash yourself out.
The doctor's in. Check your neuroses at the door.
A lot of people have died on this ship. There's a lot of ghosts running around here.
You don't want to pull them into your cockpit with you,
because you won't come back alive. Do you understand that?
Yes, sir.
I don't think you do, but maybe someday you will.
For now,
make the trap tomorrow, Rook.
Dismissed.
Thank you, sir. I owe you one.
You and a lot of other people owe me one,
but you know what, very few people ever pay back,
especially the ones that owe you their lives.
I'll pay you back one day, sir, when it really means something.
You do that.
Okay, get this guy cross-checked and set me up a large-bore IV.
I need a set of vitals on this Marine over here.
I want a CT scan here on this one, and get him the frak out of here.
Here we go. It's all right. You're gonna be all right.
He's a goner.
All right, you'll be... You're gonna be all right. Okay.
What took you so long?
Stopped for coffee.
How many other Raptor teams made it?
Haven't seen anybody else.
Okay, back the way we came.
- Guns, point. - Yes, sir.
We're retracing our steps.
Say again, Apollo!
I cannot copy your last transmission.
This is the XO.
Red stripes to repel boarders, Deck 21, portside, frame 10.
We got the prize. Repeat, we have the prize.
Formed up with Assault Two and are heading back to base.
Roger that. ETA five minutes. Actual out.
Fire! We got a fire up here!
- Connect me to Command Unit. - Yes, sir!
Move reserve forces to guard airlock.
Assault force is en route. ETA five minutes.
I repeat. ETA five minutes.
We're friendly!
Hold your fire! Friendlies!
Rangel, Peters, form up!
Sorry about that.
- Doc, you did good. - Thank you.
We'll take Hera. Right. Come on.
Come on. Bring Hera.
Get them out of here. Get them out of here.
Fall back. Fall back!
Oh, my Gods. Hera.
Clear.
- Gods. - Check his status.
Keep that belt tight on and get back here!
Hang on.
Hera!
Hera! Come back here. Hera!
Look at me.
Go. No, you'll bleed out.
Go!
Okay.
I'm empty-
Two rounds.
Hera!
I've been here before.
Yes.
We're supposed to...
Go into the opera house.
This one's still alive.
Get him the hell out of here!
They got the girl.
They've got the little girl!
This makes it a lot easier.
I just take the little girl and I'm out of here.
Not a chance.
Cavil, we won't let you take Hera. You know that.
I know nothing of the kind.
I know I'm going to watch you chase your tails across the universe
for another four years.
That's not gonna happen.
This thing is the key to my people's survival,
and I'm not leaving without it.
Hera's not a thing. She's a child,
and she holds the key to humanity's survival, as well.
And how do you know that?
I see angels,
angels in this very room.
Now, I may be mad, but that doesn't mean that I'm not right.
Because there's another force at work here.
There always has been.
It's undeniable. We've all experienced it.
Everyone in this room has witnessed events that they can't fathom,
let alone explain away by rational means.
Puzzles deciphered in prophecy.
Dreams given to a chosen few.
Our loved ones, dead,
risen.
Whether we want to call that God or Gods or some sublime inspiration
or a divine force that we can't know or understand,
it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter.
It's here. It exists,
and our two destinies are entwined in its force.
If that were true, and that's a big "if,"
how do I know this force has our best interests in mind?
How do you know that God is on your side, Doctor?
I don't.
God's not on any one side.
God's a force of nature, beyond good and evil.
Good and evil, we created those.
You wanna break the cycle?
Break the cycle of birth? Death? Rebirth?
Destruction? Escape? Death?
Well, that's in our hands,
in our hands only.
It requires a leap of faith.
It requires that we live in hope,
not fear.
If I leave you this girl, that means the destruction of my people.
How does our extinction fit into this picture
that you want us to believe in?
We'll give you resurrection.
Saul!
You give us Hera and we will give you resurrection.
But the war ends here.
You leave humanity in peace
and give up the pursuit now and for all time.
Agreed.
How do we know we can take your word for it?
You don't.
You have to make a leap of faith.
It's your call, Bill. I'll back you either way.
I'm losing a lot of men out there.
I can do something about that right now.
Give me that phone.
Patch him through.
Hello? Hello, it's me, Cavil.
Stand down, all forces!
Cease fire immediately!
Galactica, Hotdog.
They're pulling back.
Repeat, they're pulling back!
Everyone,
stand down.
I'm as good as my word.
Admiral, Viper wings aboard. We lost four birds.
Assault forces aboard, and we've lost seven Raptors.
What are they doing?
Each of them knows part of the secret to resurrection,
and they're gonna interact with the data flow in the water
and... I don't know.
It's a lot of complicated technical talk about sharing the information
among the five of them and then transferring
it over to the colonies somehow.
Now, for a moment,
we're going to know everything there is to know about one another.
I'm looking forward to that.
There are certain things that...
That we've all done, certain things that
people would be shocked to learn about.
Hey, I don't mean to rush you,
but you are keeping two civilizations waiting!
Let's just all agree that no matter
what we learn about each other,
we're all Cylons, and we're all capable of making mistakes.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're forgiven for all your dark secrets.
Let's do this.
Any word?
We're getting the data now.
It looks right.
They're downloading the resurrection designs now.
They've broken off the download!
It's a trick! Open fire!
Frak!
We've gotta get out of here!
Starbuck! Jump the ship!
I don't have the rendezvous coordinates!
It doesn't matter!
Just jump us out of here now! Jump!
Just trust yourself.
There must be some kind of way out of here.
I thought that if I assigned numbers to the notes...
If that's me lying there, then what am I?
I look at you now and I don't see Kara Thrace.
I see an angel blazing with the light of God. Angel.
Jump!
You're tempting fate.
Mmm.
If I have a fate then it is set, and thinking about it
isn't gonna make it happen any faster.
Okay. Fair enough.
But flying?
When you're thinking about dying...
It's a bad way of doing business.
You're gonna get scared,
and you're gonna start second-guessing yourself.
I'm not scared.
You said that you think about dying
every time that you get into a cockpit.
Uh-huh.
Well, hello!
Yeah, but it doesn't scare me, Lee.
That's what you don't get.
What, so it's Kara Thrace, the fearless warrior?
Right?
No, I know... I know fear,
and I get scared, just...
Just not of dying.
So then, what does scare you?
Mmm...
Sorry.
Being forgotten.
You all right? Yeah, I'm fine.
Sir.
Sitrep. Damage report.
I'm okay, I'm okay, go.
Sir.
Wake the frak up!
What?
You're getting sloppy. Careless.
Stupid.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I'm not an idiot.
Neither is the XO.
Just be careful, okay?
Okay. All right.
Thanks.
I appreciate the heads-up.
You're welcome.
You know, there's people you can count on and people you can't.
It's good to know the difference between the two.
We're mostly here.
The engines, life support.
There's red lines through her lateral structural members.
She's broke her back. She'll never jump again.
Wherever we are is where we're gonna stay.
Where have you taken us, Kara?
Glad you could join us, Admiral.
Lieutenant Hoshi suits me just fine, sir.
Admiral stars turned out to be a little heavy.
Happiest day of my life when I saw
that Raptor jump in at the rendezvous point.
Well, there you have it, Admiral.
The most advanced civilization
we could locate on this planet.
I can't see them talking to each other, sir.
Either they communicate a different way, or they're pre-verbal.
Judging by the look of their tools,
which are rudimentary, to say the least,
I'd suggest that we found an early, ritualistic tribal society.
They bury their dead.
I came across a grave a couple of clicks back and ran some tests.
Their DNA is compatible with ours.
Meaning we can breed with them?
You got a one-track mind, Doc.
What? Listen, I'm talking about the survival of the human race, actually,
not some get-together with the natives.
You also have no sense of humor.
Right.
Right, I'm sorry.
How is that possible?
Human beings naturally evolved on a planet
one million light years away.
The odds against that are...
Astronomical, yeah.
One might even say there was a divine hand at work.
Well, whoever's responsible, we're here,
and here's where we're gonna stay,
with our new families.
My vote is that we clear everything back to this ridge.
There's easy access to the water down by the river.
In fact, the whole area is ripe for cultivation.
We should be able to lay out the preliminary lines for a city
within a day or two.
No.
No city.
Not this time.
What do you propose we do?
We break the cycle.
We leave it all behind and start over.
You're talking about a little over
38,000 people, the entire human race,
with nothing but the clothes on their backs and some provisions.
It's not the entire human race.
There are people already here.
Tribal.
Without language, even.
Well, we can give them that.
I mean, we can give them the...
The best part of ourselves.
And not the baggage, not the ships,
the equipment, the technology, the weapons.
If there's one thing that we should have learned it's that...
You know, our brains have always outraced our hearts.
Our science charges ahead, our souls lag behind.
Let's start anew.
We'll land civilians at various points
around the planet.
Our objective will be to spread
the people out as much as possible
to give them the best possibility of survival.
Supplies will be evenly distributed throughout the camps,
and locations will be documented and given to everyone.
I have to say, I'm shocked at how amenable everyone is to this notion.
I would have thought there'd be a general uprising at the idea
of losing whatever little creature comforts we had left.
Don't underestimate the desire for a clean slate, Mr. Lampkin.
Have you made a decision?
The Sixes, the Eights, and the Twos have decided to stay.
See how we can contribute to a world
before we pass into God's hands.
We'll give the Baseship to the Centurions,
let them find their own destiny.
I think they've earned their freedom.
And what if they evolve again on their own
and decide to come back in a few hundred years and wipe us out?
It's a risk,
but I think setting them free may be enough
to break the cycle of violence.
Then it's a risk worth taking.
And I agree. They've earned it.
Now, once the civilians have been offloaded,
the Fleet will leave the orbit
and rendezvous with Galactica.
The course of the Fleet will be plotted
into the nav computer ahead of time,
but the actual piloting will be done by Mr. Anders.
He'll guide the entire Fleet directly into the sun.
I love you.
Goodbye,
Sam.
I'll see you on the other side.
Ls your name William Adama?
Yes.
Are you an officer in the Colonial Fleet?
Yes.
Are you a Cylon?
I'm sorry, Bill. We're still establishing tests for the control.
I need verifiable yeses and nos.
No, I'm not a Cylon.
Have you ever stolen money from a cash drawer?
Have you ever stolen money...
Enough of this crap.
Take this thing off of me right now. No job is worth this,
no matter how fat the paycheck is.
I'd rather spend the rest of my career, or what's left of it,
in a broken-down old ship,
than have someone sit here and question my word.
Perfection.
That's what it's about.
It's those moments
when you can feel the perfection of creation,
the beauty of physics, you know, the wonder of mathematics
and the elation of action and reaction,
and that is the kind of perfection
that I want to be connected to.
You're sure this is what you want, Galen?
Yeah, I'm sure.
I'm just tired of people, humans, Cylons, whatever.
Last Raptor out tomorrow is gonna drop me off on this island that I found
off one of the northern continents.
It's cold. It's up in the highlands.
There's no people.
Good luck.
For what it's worth, if what happened
to Cally had happened to Ellen,
then I'd have done the same frakking thing.
Hmm.
Hey!
Ah!
I thought Bill was coming.
He's taking a leak.
Oh, nice.
Hey, order me a drink, honey, and keep them coming.
Tonight we are celebrating your retirement
and all the time I'm about to get to spend with my husband.
Are you good with that?
Saul! All I've ever wanted was to be with you.
Not just weekend liberties or a two weeks' leave a year.
I mean full-time.
You and me, together in a house, in a tent,
homeless and on the street.
Just be together.
Mmm-hmm.
Excuse me.
Ah!
Oh! Don't drop me!
To us!
Mmm!
Yeah!
There are so many.
Wait, I wanna...
See more detail.
It's
a very beautiful world.
Does it have a name?
Earth.
It's not Earth.
Earth is a dream.
One we've been chasing for a long time.
We've earned it. This is Earth.
Okay then.
Earth.
It's fine.
I'm having trouble breathing.
Would you like to get a better look at them?
Yes, I'd love it.
What... What do you mean?
Watch. What? Why?
What are you doing?
Watch me.
What are you doing? Put your arm around me.
Can you?
Dad?
I don't have much time, Son.
I understand.
What do you hear, Starbuck?
Nothing but the rain.
Grab your gun and bring in the cat.
You should go.
You know, my very earliest memory of my father
was him flying away on a big plane
and wondering when he was coming back.
He's not coming back this time.
No, he's not.
Neither am I.
Where are you going?
I don't know.
I just know that lam done here.
I've completed my journey,
and it feels good.
You and I,
right here,
right now.
On the table?
I dare you.
I double-dog dare you.
Double-dog dare?
I double-dog dare you.
Hmm.
All right.
Oops!
Something's broken.
I guess I better get going.
Yeah.
It was nice to meet you,
Lee Adama.
Likewise, Kara Thrace.
So what about you?
What are you gonna do?
Today is the first day of the rest of your life, Lee.
Well,
I always thought when this was all clone I would
kick back,
relax,
spend the rest of my days doing
the absolute minimum humanly possible.
And now that you're here?
I want to explore!
I wanna climb the mountains.
I wanna cross the oceans. I wanna...
Gods, I can't believe I'm saying this.
It sounds so exhausting. I must be crazy...
Goodbye, Kara.
You won't be forgotten.
Laura? You okay?
Hi. Hi.
Sean, it's been a lovely evening.
Really lovely.
But what?
But I'm afraid we won't be doing this again.
Did I... No.
No, no, not you. No, you're wonderful.
Come on, then... No.
You can show yourself out.
I'm sorry.
Wow.
Okay.
Hello, this is Laura Roslin.
I'd like you to give a message to Mayor Adar.
Tell him that I Will
be joining his campaign.
Thank you.
All the way to the end.
No matter what.
All the way to the end.
So much
life.
It's a rich continent.
More wildlife than all the 12 Colonies put together.
Just looking for a quiet little place for that cabin.
Maybe a garden.
I don't have much of a green thumb,
so I hope that you do...
Right there.
I'm gonna build it right there, Laura.
Lot of game on this planet.
I'm a pretty good hunter, you know?
Yeah, right.
What are you laughing at? What?
That buck on Caprica.
Okay, come on, now. That's not fair.
Hey, don't you listen to Mommy. Daddy is a great hunter.
No, Mommy's gonna teach you how to hunt.
No, no, no, no. Real hunfing.
No. Yeah.
And I'm gonna teach you how to build a house and how to plant crops.
Okay, maybe Mommy will teach you that,
but Daddy's gonna teach you how to hunt.
Hera!
Hera.
Will she be all right?
She survived thanks to you.
Both of you.
And that's it?
That's all God wants of us?
God's plan is never complete.
Great.
But I think it's safe to say
that from now on, your lives will be less
eventful.
I've been thinking I may be able to help you out after all,
about that thing you were asking about before,
getting a peek into the defense mainframe.
That would mean a lot to my employers.
Yeah, well, I'm not doing it for your employers.
I'm doing it for you. How would it make you feel?
I'd be very grateful.
We'll put that to the test.
Because if anyone finds out, I could get my head cut off.
So I'll count on your discretion.
The things men do for love.
Love?
Gaius!
Yeah, well...
You know what I mean, don't you?
Over there, between those two peaks,
I saw some terrain that looked good for cultivation.
Cultivation?
Yes.
You know, I know about farming.
Hey.
I know.
I know you do.
I laid out the cabin today.
It's gonna have an easterly view.
You should see the light that we get here.
When the sun comes from behind those mountains,
it's almost heavenly.
It reminds me of you.
"At a scientific conference this week
"at the Smithsonian Institution in Washington,
"the startling announcement was made
"that archeologists believe they have found
"fossilized remains of a young woman
"who may actually be Mitochondrial Eve.
"Mitochondrial Eve is the name scientists have given
"to the most recent common ancestor
"for all human beings now living on Earth."
"She lived in what is now Tanzania,"
"over 150,000 years ago."
Along with her Cylon mother
and human father.
Commercialism, decadence, technology run amok.
Remind you of anything?
Take your pick.
Kobol, Earth, the real Earth, before this one.
Caprica before the fall.
All of this has happened before.
But the question remains.
Does all of this have to happen again?
This time, I bet no.
You know, I've never known you to play the optimist.
Why the change of heart?
Mathematics, law of averages.
Let a complex system repeat itself long enough,
eventually something surprising might occur.
That, too, is in God's plan.
You know it doesn't like that name.
Silly me.
Silly, silly me.