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'''Laura Roslin''': I want to believe you. I want to believe I haven't made such a profound error in judgment in trusting you and asking your advice. But here's where we are, Doctor. If anyone can be a Cylon, and it's hard to tell us apart, then we only have one thing left to trust: our instincts, our feelings. And the moment they told me it was your face in the photo, I knew I believed it. I believe you were involved in the attack, somehow. I feel it. | :'''Laura Roslin''': I want to believe you. I want to believe I haven't made such a profound error in judgment in trusting you and asking your advice. But here's where we are, Doctor. If anyone can be a Cylon, and it's hard to tell us apart, then we only have one thing left to trust: our instincts, our feelings. And the moment they told me it was your face in the photo, I knew I believed it. I believe you were involved in the attack, somehow. I feel it. | ||
'''Gaius Baltar''': You'll forgive me, Madame President, if I don't wish to be executed based solely on your gut feeling. | :'''Gaius Baltar''': You'll forgive me, Madame President, if I don't wish to be executed based solely on your gut feeling. | ||
—"[[Six Degrees of Separation]]" | |||
Revision as of 04:20, 20 March 2006
- Laura Roslin: I want to believe you. I want to believe I haven't made such a profound error in judgment in trusting you and asking your advice. But here's where we are, Doctor. If anyone can be a Cylon, and it's hard to tell us apart, then we only have one thing left to trust: our instincts, our feelings. And the moment they told me it was your face in the photo, I knew I believed it. I believe you were involved in the attack, somehow. I feel it.
- Gaius Baltar: You'll forgive me, Madame President, if I don't wish to be executed based solely on your gut feeling.