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: I came to Galactica to tell a story. In all honesty I thought I knew what that story was before I ever set foot there: how an arrogant military let their egos get in the way of doing their jobs, safeguarding the lives of the civillian population. But I found out that the truth was more complex than that. These people aren't Cylons. They're not robots blindly following orders and polishing their boots. They're people. Deeply flawed, yes, but deeply human too, and maybe that's saying the same thing. What struck me most is that despite it all; the hardships, the stress, the ever present danger of being killed, despite all that they never give up. They never lie down in the road and let the truck run them over. They wake up in the morning, put on their uniforms and do their jobs. Every day. No pay, no rest, no hope of ever laying down the burden or letting someone else do the job. There are no relief troops coming, no Colonial Fleet training new recruits every day. The people on Galactica are it. They are the thin line of blue that separates us from the Cylons. Lt. Gaeta told me a remarkable statistic; not a single member of Galactica's crew has asked to resign, not one. Think about that. If you wore the uniform wouldn't you want to quit? To step aside and say "enough! Let someone else protect the fleet"? I know I would. But then, I don't wear a uniform. Most of us don't, most of us never will. The story of Galactica isn't that people make bad decisions under pressure, it's that those mistakes are the exception. Most of the time the men and women serving under Commander Adama get it right. The proof is that our fleet survives. And with Galactica at our side, we will endure. This is D'anna Biers, Fleet News Service.
: [after the Galactica gets attacked
] Does this ever get any easier? Petty Officer 2nd Dualla
: No, ma'am. It gets harder.
] You seem to think that your pilots deserve special consideration. Captain Lee 'Apollo' Adama
: Actually, I do. Like everyone else, my pilots have lost their families, their friends, everyone they ever cared about; but on top of that they're asked to put their lives on the line every single day, for a fleet that seems more interested in what they do wrong than in what they do right. They're not asking for your pity, but they damn well deserve your respect.
: Are you afraid when you go into combat? Racetrack
: First thing they tell you is to assume you're already dead. D'anna Biers
: Well, that sounds ghoulish. Racetrack
: Yeah, maybe. But dead men don't get scared and freeze up under fire. Me, I'm just worried that hell's gonna be a lonely place, and I'm gonna fill it up with every Toaster son of a bitch I find.
: [about Baltar
] What a strange little man.
Admiral William Adama
: What's your offer? D'Anna Biers
: You give us the Eye of Jupiter. We let you go. Brother Cavil
: And... we'll throw in Baltar. Dr. Gaius Baltar
: [to Cavil
] What are you talking about now?
] Dr. Gaius Baltar
: What's he saying? D'Anna Biers
: [to Cavil
] Indeed? Brother Cavil
: I am improvising. Throw in something to sweeten the pot. Besides, I suspect the Admiral and Madam President would enjoy some nice, quiet private time with the former leader. Am I right? Colonel Saul Tigh
: Worth thinking about. Admiral William Adama
: Definately worth thinking about.
: We have a stand-off, very predictable. They have the Eye and they'll nuke it if we try to take it, and we'll shoot them down if they try bringing it up to Galactica. Leoben Conoy
: Are we sure that they have it? How do we know they're not bluffing? Dr. Gaius Baltar
: You don't. D'Anna Biers
: We Threes feel that we can't afford to take the chance. Brother Cavil
: I think we're missing the big picture here. We have the oppotunity to rid the universe of the human pestilence, once and for all. Number Six
: We can discuss that after we get the Eye of Jupiter, after we find the path to Earth. Brother Cavil
: Let me point out that it doesn't matter if we find Earth in five days, or if we find Earth in five thousand years. We're machines. We'll still be around to savor the great miracle. So let them destroy the Eye, if indeed they have it. We have to take advantage of the situation and take down Galactica once and for all... or we could stand here and do nothing.
: The Hybrid objects. D'Anna Biers
: She doesn't get a vote. Jump the ship.
: Don't be afraid. I know who you are. What you are. Poor thing. You must be terrified. Do you have any candy? Um, no? Chamalla's so bitter. Zeus sees all. Sees you, number Three. Sees your pain. Your destiny. All the Gods weep for you. D'Anna Biers
: There is no Zeus. No other God but God. Oracle Selloi
: Well, you don't believe that anymore. You don't know what you believe, and that is why you're here. D'Anna Biers
: It's not true. I don't even know why I'm here. This is the stupidest thing I ever did. Oracle Selloi
: It is your dream that brings you to me. D'Anna Biers
: How do you know about that? Oracle Selloi
: have a message for you from the one you worship. He speaks through me to you, just as He speaks in your dreams. The message is... the fruit born of two peoples is alive. A child named after the wife and sister of the all-knowing Zeus: Hera lives. D'Anna Biers
: That's not true. The child is dead. Oracle Selloi
: You will hold her in your arms, and you'll know for the first time what it is to feel true love, but you'll lose everything you've done here. Wish I had some chocolate caramels.
Dr. Gaius Baltar
: You don't need my signature. D'Anna Biers
: Well, actually we do. We're here as allies and friends of the legitimate government of the colonies. You are the president so everything we do requires your signature. Brother Cavil
: In other words, they are worried about what God might think if they commit murder. They are covering their existential asses!