Commander Adama: We are assembled here today to honor a man of accomplishment. A man who rose from the ranks and became Commander of the Battlestar Rycon and the fourth Colonial fleet. Although gravely wounded at the battle of Cosmora Archipelago, he nevertheless rallied his troops and mounted a counterattack destroying three of the attacking Base Ships.
Col. Tigh: Sir, if I may?
Commander Kronus: I guess I misunderstood you, Colonel.
Col. Tigh: Sir?
Commander Kronus: I thought you said you were due on the bridge shortly.
Col. Tigh: Er... yes, sir, I... I mean, I am due on the bridge. In fact, that's where I'm going right now, sir. If you'll excuse me... sir.
Commander Adama: I think he was about to propose a toast, Commander.
Commander Kronus: Adama, I always believed the first rule of command was to enforce all regulations, and the second rule...
Commander Adama: Is to make sure there's no exception to the first rule. You burned that into my brain when I was your aide.
Lt. Boomer: I thought Tigh was about to blast out of his boots.
Capt. Apollo: Breaking formation isn't exactly part of the military code.
Lt. Starbuck: Er, well, if you two hadn't stopped me, I could've caught her.
Cassiopeia: Starbuck, I got them! the last two seats to tonight's Spheroid concert!
Lt. Starbuck: Uh, great, er, Cassiopeia, this is Aurora. She's an old... friend.
Cassiopeia: Hi. Er, I'm sorry if I interrupted anything but I just got so excited abtout these tickets. You must know how hard these are to get.
Aurora: I'm afraid we don't have concerts on the Celestra, or elegant military receptions, for that matter.
Commander Kronus: This collection of moving derelicts isn't a fleet, it's a convoy. A convoy held together by mutual dependence. A fleet is held together by force and discipline. A fleet doesn't just move, it performs. Although I often wonder if Adama realises that.
Cassiopeia: A relationship based on possession isn't for me. I... I don't want to own Starbuck, or anyone else for that matter. If what he and I have together is worth anything at all, we're gonna... we're gonna survive all this.
Commander Kronus: We'll have to get over on the other side if we're gonna cut them off.
Duty Officer: It's impossible sir, the crossfire.
Commander Kronus: Nothing's impossible.
Capt. Apollo: Starbuck, will you stop worrying about that and try to look your best?
Lt. Starbuck: Look my best? Even at my worst, Aurora always thought I looked pretty good.
Capt. Apollo: She's obviously blind. I'm talking about Commander Kronus. Would you fasten up your jacket?
Lt. Starbuck: Ah.
Lt. Starbuck: Then assuming they're moving at top speed...
Commander Kronus: Factor four.
Lt. Starbuck: Assuming they're moving at factor four, they're computers should tell us where they to find them.
Aurora: But it won't... or rather, it can't. This is a civilian shuttle. The computer has no tracking capabilites.
Commander Adama: And only a short while after we gathered to honor Commander Kronus in duty, so must we now gather again to honor him in death. Let us remember him not only as a warrior who died heroically in conflict but as a man who lived in pursuit of excellence. Now, we return this warrior to the cradle of space.