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These are the [[Quotes|Quotes of the Day]] for May.
These are the [[Quotes|Quotes of the Day]] for May.
Revision as of 17:52, 20 June 2006
These are the Quotes of the Day for May.
Lee Adama: "Did the defendant make mistakes? Sure. He did. Serious mistakes. But did he actually commit any crimes? Did he commit treason? No. I mean, it was an impossible situation. When the Cylons arrived, what could he possibly do? What could anyone have done? [. . .] What would you have done? If he had refused to surrender, the Cylons would have probably nuked the planet right then and there. So did he appear to cooperate with the Cylons? Sure. So did hundreds of others. What's the difference between him and them? The President issued a blanket pardon. They were all forgiven, no questions asked. [. . .] I'd say we are very forgiving of mistakes. We make our own laws now; our own justice. And we've been pretty creative in finding ways to let people off the hook for everything from theft to murder. And we've had to be, because...because we're not a civilization anymore. We are a gang, and we are on the run, and we have to fight to survive. We have to break rules. We have to bend laws. We have to improvise. But not this time, no. Not this time. Not for Gaius Baltar. (looking at Baltar) No, you...you have to die, because, well, because we don't like you very much. Because you're arrogant. Because you're weak. Because you're a coward, and we, the mob, want to throw you out of the airlock, because you didn't stand up the Cylons and get yourself killed in the process. That's justice now. You should have been killed back on New Caprica, but since you had the temerity to live, we're going to execute you now. That's justice. "
--Crossroads, Part II
Lt. Kara Thrace: I thought you were dead.
Captain Lee Adama: I thought you were in hack.
Thrace: It's good to be wrong.
Adama: You should be used to that by now.
Thrace: Everyone's got a skill.
CPO Galen Tyrol: Well, the reactor's still hot, so all we have to do is pull the rad buffers from the engine, refuel it, load the ordnance, and you're ready to go. Biggest problem is getting them over to the port launch bay.
Thrace: Why can't we use the starboard launch?
Tyrol: It's a gift shop now.
Thrace: Frak me.
President Laura Roslin: I don't know why I have to keep telling you this, but the war is over.
Commander William Adama: It hasn't begun yet.
Capt. Lee Adama: You know, sometimes it feels like the whole ship thinks Starbuck would do better.
Commander William Adama: I don't.
Captain Adama: How can you be so sure?
Commander Adama: 'Cause you're my son. Get some rest, you're gonna need it.
"History is full of examples of leaders who have come from the most humble beginnings, and have risen to meet the challenge posed by cataclysmic events. It's very easy to be sitting there in your armchairs ... criticize Laura Roslin for the tough decisions that she has to make every day - especially if you're someone like Tom Zarek, who's never shouldered any real responsibility in your life. To be fair to Tom, how could he? He's been in prison for the last twenty years. Now that he's had a drastic personality makeover, he's posing like he's the savior to all your ills! I think you all have a short memory, really. ... What I have to say is, we must survive, and we will survive. And we will do so through the values that have made our colonies great: courage, truth, justice, liberty, with a firm and deep resolve to make tomorrow better, not just for ourselves, but for our children."
--Gaius Baltar to James McManus (Colonial Day)
Helo: Hey, Kara, she helped me get this far.
Starbuck: OK. I get it. I get it, Helo. You and I go way back, so I get it. All right? I remember how you felt about her, but she is not the real Sharon. That is some cheap, knock-off copy.
"All right, Showboat. You take red squadron. Hit 'em on the right. Catbird, you take green. Hit 'em on the left. The rest of you, follow me. We're going straight up the gut."
--Starbuck (The Captain's Hand)
Zac: Apollo, look at your scanner...
Apollo: No, but 1,000-to-1, that's not fair.
Baltar: Then carry out your orders.
Petty Officer Dualla: What did you say?
Colonel Tigh: That's over a third of the people in the fleet.
Commander William Adama: Give me a breakdown. What have we lost?
Dualla: Uh, 9,500 souls from Gemenon. 6,250 from Caprica.
Adama: Not who. What. I'm not interested in people who decide to join up with a religious fanatic and a terrorist. That's their business. Now, what have I lost?
Colonel Tigh: Monarch was a blow. We can't afford to lose mining ships, not in our situation. And then there's the collateral damage. Morale is down throughout the fleet. The press is going wild. Families are being split apart.
Cally Henderson: Chief. I heard that you went to bat for me.
Galen Tyrol: Forget it.
Henderson: I want you to know-
Tyrol: Forget it. I need all the knuckledraggers I can get.
Sergeant Hadrian: Metal fatigue. Old equipment... worn strap fails, drops a million cubit drone to the deck, kills 13 pilots, lands 7 more in sickbay. It's hard to hear this, I know, but we got lucky. If that had been a missile, instead of a com drone... it'd have taken out the side of the ship.
Lieutenant Kara Thrace: Permission to speak freely?
Adama: You may not. We've all gotten used to bending the rules, having our way, letting things slide. Well, that's over. You wear the uniform; you will accept the rules that go with it. You've been transferred. Pack your gear and report to the Pegasus CAG. Dismissed.
Captain Kara Thrace: This isn't dueling pistols at dawn, this is war. You never wanna fight fair. You wanna sneak up behind your enemy, and club 'em over the head. You see, Scar understands that. And so do I. So, that's why I'm gonna kill him.
"Lords of Kobol, take these brave men into your arms. Take upon your arms the spirits of our fallen— take up in your arms the spirits of our fallen friends so that they may share in the everlasting life that awaits us all beyond the veil of tears. So say we all."
--Alex "Crashdown" Quartararo (Fragged)
Number Six: Nothing awaits them. No eternal life, no damnation. Only oblivion.
Commander William Adama: Saul, take personal command of the D.C. units.
Colonel Saul Tigh: Me?
Adama: You're either the XO of this ship, or you're not.
Samuel Anders: I don't like it. The human toasters don't go anywhere alone.
Sue-Shaun: Think they're bait?
Anders: Well, a pair of Cylons don't just drive up here in broad daylight. Not after we hit that convoy last week.
Anders: All right, screw it. Pass word for everybody to sight in. I wanna blow these Cylons away before they ever knew what hit them.
Sue-Shaun: Got it.
Crashdown: Yeah. So's his lunch. Take it easy, Hotdog, you're not the first to lose it in combat, you won't be the last.
Lee Adama: Well, sometimes a benevolent tyrant is exactly what you need.
Tom Zarek: No. A tyrant craves power for its own sake. And all Laura wants is to save us all.
[ Unaware that Sharon Valerii is a Cylon, Apollo tries to encourage her ]
Petty Officer Anastasia Dualla: Not your fault, Lieutenant. Not from where I was standing.
Commander William Adama: What can I get you?
"I'll be damned. What's got into Starbuck? She actually sounds like a real instructor for a change. She may actually make Viper pilots out of some of those nuggets after all."
--Colonel Saul Tigh, to Commander William Adama (Act of Contrition)