Crewman Specialist Cally: [Chief Tyrol has been wrongly accused by Col. Tigh of being a Cylon] I've known the Chief for years. He's no Toaster!
Doctor Gaius Baltar: He was involved with Lieutenant Valerii, who most certainly is a Toaster.
Number Six: That word is racist! I don't like it!
Crewman Specialist Cally: Sure... he's shown some bad judgment getting involved with her. But that doesn't mean he's a Toaster. You've got to help him.
Number Six: Say something, Gaius. Tell her you won't have racial epithets used in your presence!
Crewman Specialist Cally: [mechanics are building a new brig cell to imprison suspected Cylons] They're putting the Chief in there, you know.
Jammer: I don't care if they put a giant parakeet in here. Colonel says build a cell, we build a cell.
Crewman Specialist Cally: This isn't right. He's one of us!
Jammer: No, he's one of them. He always was. We just never saw it.
Crewman Specialist Cally: No, he's innocent! She tricked him!
Jammer: Wow, such loyalty. Were you fracking him too?
[Cally slams Jammer into a wall, then punches him in the face. Hard]
Jammer: You want to get pissed at someone, you get pissed at Boomer. She's the one who put the Chief in the cell here, not us.
President Laura Roslin: Doctor, I need your help. But it's illegal, dangerous and in violation of your oath as an officer.
Dr. Cottle: You're a lousy salesman.
Col. Saul Tigh: Four civilian dead. How the frak could this have happened?
Dr. Cottle: What did you expect, genius? You put a pilot in charge of crowd control.