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Commander '''[[William Adama]]:''' The Cylon War is long over, yet we must not forget the reasons why so many sacrificed so much in the cause of freedom. The cost of wearing the uniform can be high, but --
'''[[Gaius Baltar]]''': I knew it. I knew it. I always knew I was different.<br/>
 
'' [ [[Number Six|Her]] hands caress his face, come down to his neck. ] ''<br/>
"Sometimes it's too high.  
Baltar: Special. Maybe a little gifted. Oh...<br/>
 
'' [ The Six o­n his left begins to draw blood. ] ''<br/>
"You know, when we fought the Cylons, we did it to save ourselves from extinction. But we never answered the question, why? Why are we as a people worth saving? We still commit murder because of greed, spite, jealousy. And we still visit all of our sins upon our children. We refuse to accept the responsibility for anything that we've done.
Baltar: Ah...ah... ah! That was a bit rough, actually. That hurts.<br/>
 
'' [ All three of them begin to scratch him deeply. ] ''<br/>
"Like we did with the Cylons. We decided to play God, create life. When that life turned against us, we comforted ourselves in the knowledge that it really wasn't our fault, not really. You cannot play God then wash your hands of the things that you've created. Sooner or later, the day comes when you can't hide from the things that you've done anymore.
Baltar: Aah! Aah! What's wrong?<br/>
 
Number Six o­n his left: You are, Gaius. You're not [[Cylons (RDM)|Cylon]], you're human. And you're dead!<br/>
: -- [[Resurrection Ship, Part I]]
'' [ She pushes him under; the pod becomes a deep and dark pool; she follows him down, kissing him. ] ''<br/>
--''[[Taking a Break From All Your Worries]]''

Latest revision as of 16:22, 8 March 2007

Gaius Baltar: I knew it. I knew it. I always knew I was different.
[ Her hands caress his face, come down to his neck. ]
Baltar: Special. Maybe a little gifted. Oh...
[ The Six o­n his left begins to draw blood. ]
Baltar: Ah...ah... ah! That was a bit rough, actually. That hurts.
[ All three of them begin to scratch him deeply. ]
Baltar: Aah! Aah! What's wrong?
Number Six o­n his left: You are, Gaius. You're not Cylon, you're human. And you're dead!
[ She pushes him under; the pod becomes a deep and dark pool; she follows him down, kissing him. ]
--Taking a Break From All Your Worries