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== Noteworthy Dialogue ==
== Noteworthy Dialogue ==
*''[[William Adama]] sees off the newly commissioned {{callsign|Athena}}:''
:'''Agathon:''' How do you know? How do you really know that you can trust me?
:'''Adama:''' I don't. That's what trust is. Good hunting, Lieutenant.


{{Dialogue
*''Discussing suicide bombings:''
| context = [[William Adama]] sees off the newly commissioned [[Sharon Agathon|Athena]]:
:'''[[Galen Tyrol]]''': This is crazy. You know, we need to figure out whose side we're on.
| lines =
:'''[[Saul Tigh]]''': Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that.
'''[[Karl Agathon|Agathon]]:''' How do you know? How do you really know that you can trust me?


'''[[William Adama|Adama]]:''' I don't. That's what trust is. Good hunting, Lieutenant.
*''After having watched surveillance footage of the suicide bombing at the power plant:''
}}
:'''[[Number Five]]''': Twenty-three Cylons critically wounded. Fourteen had to be euthanised.
:'''[[Sharon Valerii|Boomer]]''': They had casualties too. Four human dead.
:'''[[Cavil]]''': Who gives a frak about that part?


{{Dialogue
*''After being arrested, held without charge and carted to a remote location:''
| context = Discussing suicide bombings:
:'''[[Tom Zarek]]''': Laura...That election last year.  You tried to steal it, didn't you?
| lines =
:'''[[Laura Roslin]]''': Yes, Tom.  I did.
'''[[Galen Tyrol]]:''' This is crazy. You know, we need to figure out whose side we're on.
:'''Tom Zarek''': (laughs) Ah...I wish you'd gone through with it.
:'''Laura Roslin''': Me too.


'''[[Saul Tigh]]:''' Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that.
*''[[Cally Tyrol]] in her cell to Sharon Valerii who visits her:''
}}
:"...[[frak]] you Sharon, you stupid frakked-up [[toaster]]. How many times do I have to shoot you anyway?"


{{Dialogue
*''Colonel Tigh after being slapped by Roslin for accusing her of working for the [[Cylons (RDM)|Cylons]]:''
| context = After having watched surveillance footage of the suicide bombing at the power plant:
:'''Tigh''': You see, little things like that, they don't matter anymore. Fact, not too frakking much really matters anymore. I got one job here, lady, and one job only. To disrupt the Cylons, make them worry about the anthill they stirred up down here so they're distracted and out of position when the old man shows up in orbit. The bombings, they got the Cylons' attention, they really got their attention. And I am not giving that up.
| lines =
:'''Laura Roslin''': We are talking about people blowing themselves up.
'''[[Number Five]]:''' Twenty-three Cylons critically wounded. Fourteen had to be euthanised.
:'''Tigh''': You know, sometimes I think that you've got ice water in those veins. And other times, I think you're just a naive little school teacher. I've sent men on suicide missions in two wars now, and let me tell you something. It don't make a godsdamn bit of difference whether they're riding in a Viper or walking out onto a parade ground. In the end, they're just as dead. (pauses) So, take your piety, and your moralizing, and your high-minded principles, and stick 'em some place safe until you're off this rock and you're sitting in your nice, cushy chair on ''[[Colonial One]]'' again. (stands) I've got a war to fight (leaves).


'''[[Sharon Valerii|Boomer]]:''' They had casualties too. Four human dead.
*''Sharon and {{callsign|Karl Agathon}} after she is sworn in as officer:''
:'''Karl Agathon''': Looks good o­n you. Belongs o­n you.
:'''Sharon Agathon''': You know what this means to me.
:'''Karl Agathon''': O­ne of the first things they taught us at the academy was that symbols matter. Uniforms, flags, banners, even mascots. They're like pieces of your heart you can look at. This uniform... it means a lot to me, Sharon.
:'''Sharon Agathon''': I know it does, Helo. It means a lot to me, too. I won't betray it. (They kiss.)


'''[[Number One|Cavil]]:''' Who gives a frak about that part?
*''William and {{callsign|Lee Adama}} have a confrontation about the right course of action:''
}}
:'''Lee Adama:''' You are gambling with the lives of everyone o­n this ship. And everyone o­n my ship.
 
:'''William Adama:''' I don't need a lecture from you about the responsibilities of command. We're done here. (Leaves. Lee follows him into the corridor.)
{{Dialogue
:'''Lee Adama:''' I'm not finished. This entire plan is a reckless gamble. And, yes, you certainly have the right to risk the lives of the men and women under your command. But that's not the issue. The issue is that you are risking the lives of the entire human race.
| context = After being arrested, held without charge and carted to a remote location:
:'''William Adama:''' I'm trying to save the human race.
| lines =
:'''Lee Adama:''' No. No, you're not. That's what you're not seeing. Right now, the human race? Well, that's the 2,000 people huddled in those civilian ships that managed to get away when the Cylons came back. They're the safe bet. They're the o­nes whose survival we should guard. Just like we did after the attack o­n the Colonies. [...] Remember what Roslin said: "Our first responsibility is to the survival of humanity." We can't lose sight of that. Over the last year, we've lost sight of almost everything. We got...soft. But if we go back to New Caprica now, and we lose, it's over. Humanity just ''stops''. And those admiral's stars don't give you the right to make that gamble.
'''[[Tom Zarek]]:''' Laura...That election last year. You tried to steal it, didn't you?
:'''William Adama:''' You're right, son. You should make plans to resume the search for earth with the ''Pegasus'' and the civilian fleet.
 
:'''Lee Adama:''' With ''Pegasus''? What about ''Galactica''?
'''[[Laura Roslin]]:''' Yes, Tom. I did.
:'''William Adama:''' I know why we left those people behind. And I know it was their choice in the first place to be down there. And I realize that the survival of the human race outweighs anything else. But this time... I can't live with it. Can't face it. Maybe I'm a coward. But I'm going back.
 
:'''Lee Adama:''' Dad, you won't have a chance.
'''Zarek:''' ''(laughs)'' Ah...I wish you'd gone through with it.
:'''William Adama:''' I'm going back, son.
 
'''Roslin:''' Me too.
}}
 
{{Quote
| context = [[Cally Tyrol]] in her cell to Sharon Valerii who visits her:
| text = "...[[frak]] you Sharon, you stupid frakked-up [[Cylon (RDM)|toaster]]. How many times do I have to shoot you anyway?"
| sign = [[Cally Tyrol]]
}}
 
{{Dialogue
| context = Colonel Tigh after being slapped by Roslin for accusing her of working for the [[Cylons (RDM)|Cylons]]:
| lines =
'''[[Saul Tigh|Tigh]]:''' You see, little things like that, they don't matter anymore. Fact, not too frakking much really matters anymore. I got one job here, lady, and one job only. To disrupt the Cylons, make them worry about the anthill they stirred up down here so they're distracted and out of position when the old man shows up in orbit. The bombings, they got the Cylons' attention, they really got their attention. And I am not giving that up.
 
'''[[Laura Roslin]]:''' We are talking about people blowing themselves up.
 
'''Tigh:''' You know, sometimes I think that you've got ice water in those veins. And other times, I think you're just a naive little school teacher. I've sent men on suicide missions in two wars now, and let me tell you something. It don't make a godsdamn bit of difference whether they're riding in a Viper or walking out onto a parade ground. In the end, they're just as dead. ''(pauses)'' So, take your piety, and your moralizing, and your high-minded principles, and stick 'em some place safe until you're off this rock and you're sitting in your nice, cushy chair on ''[[Colonial One]]'' again. ''(stands)'' I've got a war to fight ''(leaves)''.
}}
 
{{Dialogue
| context = Sharon and [[Karl Agathon|Karl "Helo" Agathon]] after she is sworn in as officer:
| lines =
'''[[Karl Agathon]]:''' Looks good on you. Belongs on you.
 
'''[[Sharon Agathon]]:''' You know what this means to me.
 
'''Agathon:''' One of the first things they taught us at the academy was that symbols matter. Uniforms, flags, banners, even mascots. They're like pieces of your heart you can look at. This uniform... it means a lot to me, Sharon.
 
'''Sharon Agathon:''' I know it does, Helo. It means a lot to me, too. I won't betray it. ''(They kiss.)''
}}
 
{{Dialogue
| context = William and [[Lee Adama]] have a confrontation about the right course of action:
| lines =
'''[[Lee Adama]]:''' You are gambling with the lives of everyone on this ship. And everyone on my ship.
 
'''[[William Adama]]:''' I don't need a lecture from you about the responsibilities of command. We're done here. ''(Leaves. Lee follows him into the corridor.)''
 
'''Lee Adama:''' I'm not finished. This entire plan is a reckless gamble. And, yes, you certainly have the right to risk the lives of the men and women under your command. But that's not the issue. The issue is that you are risking the lives of the entire human race.
 
'''William Adama:''' I'm trying to save the human race.
 
'''Lee Adama:''' No. No, you're not. That's what you're not seeing. Right now, the human race? Well, that's the 2,000 people huddled in those civilian ships that managed to get away when the Cylons came back. They're the safe bet. They're the ones whose survival we should guard. Just like we did after the attack on the Colonies. [...] Remember what Roslin said: "Our first responsibility is to the survival of humanity." We can't lose sight of that. Over the last year, we've lost sight of almost everything. We got...soft. But if we go back to New Caprica now, and we lose, it's over. Humanity just ''stops''. And those admiral's stars don't give you the right to make that gamble.
 
'''William Adama:''' You're right, son. You should make plans to resume the search for earth with the ''Pegasus'' and the civilian fleet.
 
'''Lee Adama:''' With ''Pegasus''? What about ''Galactica''?
 
'''William Adama:''' I know why we left those people behind. And I know it was their choice in the first place to be down there. And I realize that the survival of the human race outweighs anything else. But this time... I can't live with it. Can't face it. Maybe I'm a coward. But I'm going back.
 
'''Lee Adama:''' Dad, you won't have a chance.
 
'''William Adama:''' I'm going back, son.
}}


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== Guest Stars ==

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