(On peering within the "cockpit" of a Cylon Raider)
"Oh... my... gods... you bite me and I'll bite you back. So, I guess the only thing flying you, is you. This must be your brain."
(She tears at the brain mass and tosses it out of the ship)
"I don't think you'll need it. It's a good thing that I brought one of my own."
--Kara Thrace, on an unnamed moon, "You Can't Go Home Again"