Battlestar Galactica

Previously on Battlestar Galactica.

We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Leoben.

I'm looking forward to spending a little more time with you, Starbuck.

We have a lot to talk about!

It's gonna be fun.

Congratulations, Commander.

The Pegasus is your command.

Hey, I am picking up a large planetary body.

It's habitable. We may have just found a world that can support human life.

I know in my gut that settling on this planet's

gonna mean disaster for humanity,

and I will not say otherwise just to win an election.

I take the office of President of the 12 Colonies of Kobol.

And I am going to sign my first executive order

requiring to immediately establish settlements

on the planet we have come to know as New Caprica.

If you want to move down there, go ahead, be my guest.

Go down and cat around with all the men.

Saul, I want you.

At last, a safe haven we can call home.

Oh, my Gods!

The Cylon fleet, they found us.

We have to get out of here, sir.

We can't just leave all those people behind.

There's nothing we can do.

We're in no shape for a fight, sir.

They'll be wiped out.

We don't have a choice.

We need to get out of here right now!

Begin jump prep. We're leaving.

But we'll be back.

The Cylons just jumped into orbit.

And the fleet's jumped away. They've left us.

On behalf of the people of the 12 Colonies,

I surrender.

I'm looking for Kara Thrace.

Do you know that every time they take you out of this cell,

we come in here and we change those little hashmarks

on your little calendar there you're trying to hide?

Potatoes, gravy, even some carrots.

Heavenly Father, we thank you for the bounty of this table.

Yes.

Yes.

Come on, don't stop.

Come on, come on, you son of a bitch!

You son of a bitch!

Oh, yeah.

Oh, boy.

All right, we're armed.

They're inbound. Let's move!

I need a knife.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I must say, I quite enjoyed that.

I'm so glad.

And when do I get what I want?

I believe that's happening right now.

We reviewed your case today,

and I must say there was great disappointment on the review committee.

Come on.

We've got to get you processed. It'll take an hour or so.

Bureaucracy must be served.

But if you're lucky, you'll get home by dinnertime.

Colonel, come on.

I'm not gonna hold this door open forever.

Attention, New Capricans. Effective immediately, a pot of water

will be given to residents in even-numbered pods on even-numbered days

and odd-numbered pods on odd-numbered days. Rationing will be...

Saul!

Oh, sweetheart. What did they do to you?

It's all right. I'm out, and that's all that matters.

Come on, now, let's get out of here.

Okay.

Okay, ready? Now!

Oh, for frak sakes. Come on! Come on!

Is that thing gonna work or what?

It worked that time. Come on. Go, go!

Frakking insurgents.

You look so lovely tonight.

I'll see you soon, Kara.

Take your time.

"One hundred and thirty fourth day"

"of the Cylon occupation of New Caprica.

"Today is Mars Day.

"Somehow it seems appropriate to honor the God of War

"on a day when it feels like perpetual war

"is the only realistic prospect for us.

"We've had no contact with Galactica since it left four months ago.

"But I refuse to believe that Adama has abandoned us.

"Our insurgency has been striking back against the Cylons

"whenever and wherever possible.

"Although at times, these attacks seem like futile gestures,

"I believe that they are critical to morale,

"to maintaining some measure of hope.

"But in order for the insurgency to have a more meaningful impact,

"we need to strike a high-profile target.

"It is simply not enough to kill Cylons, because they don't die.

"They resurrect themselves, and they continue to walk among us.

"It is horrifying.

"The Cylon Occupation Authority continues to exert complete control"

"over the city, and we remain at their mercy."

"The Colonial Government, under President Gaius Baltar,"

"functions in name only."

Let's review why we're here, shall we?

We're supposed to bring the word of God to the people, right?

To save humanity from damnation

by bringing the love of God to these poor benighted people.

We're here because the majority of the Cylon

felt that the slaughter of mankind had been a mistake.

We're here to find a new way to live in peace,

as God wants us to live.

And it's been a fun ride so far.

But I want to clarify our objectives.

If we're bringing the word of God,

then it follows

that we should employ any means necessary to do so.

Any means. Yes.

Fear is a key article of faith, as I understand it.

So perhaps it's time to instill a little more fear

into the people's hearts and minds.

Let's execute Baltar.

What, what?

That's not gonna happen.

Just because he's your favorite toy

shouldn't be allowed to interfere with the larger issues here.

I think that I have cooperated...

Gaius is with me.

Anyone who wants to challenge that will have to deal with me.

No, it doesn't matter.

If we'd killed him at the beginning, it might have worked.

But now most humans think of him as a traitor

and would actually cheer his death.

Fine, fine. We don't kill Baltar.

We round up the leaders of the insurgency, and we execute them publicly.

We round up, at random, groups off the street,

and we execute them publicly.

Send a message that the gloves are coming off.

The insurgency stops now or else we start reducing the human population

to a more manageable size.

I don't know, say less than 1,000.

We need to stop being butchers.

The entire point of coming here was to start a new way of life,

to push past the conflict that separated us from humans for so long.

And what has it gotten us?

It's not like they welcomed us with...

Oh, frak it, never mind. You're all living in a fantasy world.

Consider the irony in that!

Delusional machines.

What's the universe gonna come up with next?

Is it really worth it, Caprica?

Is the love of that man really worth possibly losing all of this?

If you ever experienced love,

you wouldn't have to ask.

"In recent months, the Cylons have been recruiting and training humans"

"in an attempt to establish a human police force."

"It is hard to think of anything more despicable"

"than humans doing the dirty work of the Cylons."

"Led to believe they were merely taking the civilian security

"out of the hands of the Cylons,

"the members of the human police

"have since become an extension of the Cylons' corporeal authority."

"And while their names are kept deeply confidential,"

"there's no question some of them are people we might least expect."

"Hundreds of us have been rounded up by the Cylons,

"held in detention, questioned, tortured.

"Others have simply vanished.

"In recent weeks,

"we've been gaining access to some very important documents

"from a source within Baltar's administration."

"No one knows who this mysterious benefactor is,"

"but he communicates with the insurgents by means of a secret signal."

"We pray every day for the men and women who risk their lives"

"to fight the Cylons."

"They have everything to lose and such little hope of something to gain."

Hey, Jake.

There we go.

It looks like Mommy's gonna get some sleep tonight after all.

You know, sometimes I hate everything about this place.

But sometimes it's magic.

I gotta go. Be back in a couple hours.

One of these days you're just not gonna come back, are you?

You'll just vanish, and that'll be it.

I'll never see you again.

Nick will never know his father.

A couple hours, promise.

Good to see you, Colonel.

It's good to be seen.

I know you're wondering, so I'll save you the trouble.

The eye is gone.

Ripped it right out, onto the floor,

picked it up and showed it to me.

It looked like a hard boiled egg.

Big boom today.