Galactica 1980

We have at last found Earth.

Two unidentified flying objects on radar.

Bring them down.

Hey! You turkeys pull off.

My name is not Turkey, and neither is his.

Pull over, wise guy.

Surprise!

Two demonstrators were apprehended trying to break into.

Peace Prize winner Donald Mortinson's laboratory today

- after beating up a security guard. - My Lord.

How can you have a problem with a simple set of fingerprints?

Well, come see for yourself.

There ain't no ridges, there ain't no valleys.

They may be as important to mankind as the coming of the Messiah.

Huh?

The great ship Galactica.

Majestic and loving, strong and protecting.

Our home for these many years we've endured the wilderness of space.

And now we near the end of our journey.

Scouts and electronic surveillance confirm that we have reached our haven,

that planet which is home to our ancestor brothers.

Too many of our sons and daughters did not survive

to share the fulfillment of our dream.

We can only take comfort and find strength in that they did not die in vain.

We have at last found Earth.

You wish to see me, Dr. Zee.

The transmissions continue to disturb me.

Our tenacious pursuit of Earth has been founded on her ability to help us defeat our enemies.

I now believe we have visible proof

that the Earth is not scientifically advanced enough to help us.

We cannot land.

Dr. Zee...

How can I tell my people that...

that we cannot end our journey?

All those who survived,

all those who were born in space as you were.

We are here.

We are within reach of Earth.

So are our enemies.

Our enemies?

We haven't seen the forces of the Cylon Alliance in a billion star miles.

Because they haven't wanted us to know they were there.

What are you saying?

That they simply let us lead them

to the last remaining humans in the universe,

the people on Earth, in order to destroy them.

No.

What have I done?

I led them here.

Dr. Zee had been born to us in deep space.

A prodigy.

A cerebral mutation far in advance of our own intelligence.

His wisdom had delivered us from our enemies countless times in the past.

Now, he wished an assembly of our senior warriors and counsel.

We would gather at once.

We made it.

Hi. We made it.

Easy, easy, kids. You're gonna singe those circuits.

Troy, I got a message for us to report to the Galactica.

I'm almost finished. Just putting away some personal effects.

It's true, then, about us landing on Earth?

I don't know.

Why did they ever call you Boxey?

It's just a name that my mother and father always called me.

I understand I was quite a little terror when I was younger.

You're not considered any pushover now.

I guess your father was about the best warrior our people ever had.

Yes.

They were good people.

The best.

- Troy... - Yeah.

Is something wrong? Everybody's worried.

About what?

About why we haven't landed, why we haven't contacted Earth.

Sometimes you just can't drop in unannounced.

Then there is a problem.

There might be.

The planet Earth is the third outermost planet

of nine planets orbiting a single sun.

Its proximity to the sun provides the only climate in the galaxy

comfortably able to support life as we know it.

Seven-tenths of the Earth's surface is covered with water.

However, there's plenty of room for all our people.

The land masses are divided into seven principle continents,

twenty percent of which are unpopulated deserts. Two contain polar ice fields.

Now, all of these areas could easily be reclaimed by our technology.

But there is disquieting news.

- Dr. Zee. - Thank you, Commander.

This is one of the seven continents on the planet Earth.

It is known as North America.

This is a population center in the western sector of that continent

known as Los Angeles.

What's that odd-looking brown haze hanging over the city?

Must be some sort of defense shield.

It is now early in what Earth time is recorded as the late twentieth century.

You are seeing long-range scans of a city

of 7 million people going blithely about their business.

These are vehicles called automobiles, their primary means of transportation,

utilizing a primitive power mode known as the internal combustion engine,

which burns a fuel called gasoline, derived from petrochemicals,

the decomposed matter of things that lived millions of Earths' years ago.

Those automobiles sure don't move very fast.

No, but it's a nice, neat formation.

It must require a lot of practice and discipline.

If you will all watch closely,

what you are about to see will alarm you.

However, remain calm, for it is intended to inform you.

No, what you have just seen has not happened... yet.

It was merely a computer simulation of what could happen

if we were to go ahead with our proposed landing on Earth.

It is Dr. Zee's contention that Earth is not yet capable of defending herself

against her enemies.

If we land, we will bring destruction upon Earth

as surely as if we had inflicted it ourselves.

Commander Adama.

Dr. Zee.

If we cannot go back because of a new Cylon force behind us,

then we cannot go forward.

What do we do? Simply give up?

We need time to bring Earth to a level of technology that can help us.

And where do we get this time, if we've brought the Cylons to Earth's door?

We veer the fleet away from Earth before the Cylons realize she was our goal.

And how does that bring Earth into our own century of development?

I propose that in any case

we could only bring her along, slowly, unobtrusively.

After we have decided who we can trust on Earth to help us,

rather than annihilate us.

Annihilate us?

The visual signals from Earth show quite clearly that she is a warring planet,

whose warring factions could be as dangerous as those of the enemy behind us.

Then how do you propose that we enlist Earth's help?

We will send down teams

who will work without revealing themselves to Earth's general population.

I suggest we approach Earth's scientific community as a beginning.

Key men who are in a position to accept us and our knowledge,

independent of politics, who truly desire peace,

and will use our technology wisely.

Boxey, the cold, hard truth is that there is no central government on Earth.

There is no single leader with whom we can make contact or negotiate.

Well, that's impossible.

Then how do they get together for their common good?

They don't, as far as we can tell.

- Oh. - Exactly the way I feel.

But we can take heart in the fact that we could have found

a completely totalitarian government on Earth.

As it is, we know that there are pockets, large pockets of freedom.

And they are the ones we must seek out.

Well, how do we keep the wrong people on Earth from knowing we're there?

Well, as usual, Dr. Zee has come up with some interesting new devices,

which I guarantee will confound our Earth brothers.

How can you be so sure?

They confound me.

We have endeavored to equip you and your languatron translators

with as many of Earth's terminology and customs

as we could perceive by monitoring their broadcasts.

However, there will be gaps in your knowledge

which may expose you to danger.

To help you, I place in your keeping my latest innovation.

As you all know, each color and sound has its own frequency.

Some of which are too high to be perceived by the human eye or ear.

By generating a nuclear field, in a frequency above the normal perception

of Earth's conventional electronic equipment, or even the human eye,

we can render equipment and personnel virtually invisible.

Watch closely.

No, the ship is not gone.

It is merely encompassed in a color field

beyond the frequency of the human eye.

Unfortunately, the energy necessary to create such an aura around a large fighter ship,

or even the human form,

is too great to sustain for any great period of time.

It should only be used in life or death situations.

Life or death situations from people we've come to help.

Each of your teams has been programmed to take you to scattered areas on Earth.

Your entry patterns will bring you into Earth's atmosphere

in unpopulated zones.

And your navigational computrons will guide you

over the safest possible routes toward population centers.

Ultimately, you will encounter people on Earth.

You have been briefed on how to conduct yourselves.

May God go with you.

At last, what we've all fought halfway across the universe to accomplish.

It's hard to believe.

This place we drew for our landing sounds exciting.

The United States of America.

You know, I kind of like the sound of that place that Kip got.

The Union of Soviet Socialist Republics.

I always liked unions.

It's not often you get the entire population of a continent's women to choose from.

I think we're going to have one fine time.

- Maybe not. - What is it?

I don't know, some type of primitive scanning device.

They've been tracking us since we entered their atmosphere.

Sir. Interceptor squadron out of Albuquerque

has two unidentified flying objects on radar contact.

- Any chance they're non-military? - Flying supersonic down on the deck?

Give me the President.

Troy, there's something coming up at us and it's very fast.

I've got them on my scanner.

Let's try to lose them without using the boosters.

This fuel we're carrying has to last us a long time.