Roslin: You have your pound of flesh. I suggest you take your victory and move on.
Category: Battlestar Galactica (2003)
Battlestar Galactica is a three-hour miniseries (comprising four broadcast hours) starring Edward James Olmos and Mary McDonnell, written and produced by Ronald D.The show was developed by Ronald D. Moore as a re-imagining of the 1978 Battlestar Galactica television series created by Glen A. Larson.
Lee: Doesn’t make a lot of sense, does it?
Starbuck: You should hear the way my brain works sometimes. Are we okay?
Lee: You have a brain?
Starbuck: Barely competent and paranoid. There’s a hell of a combination.
So say we all!
Adama: It won’t be an easy journey. It’ll be long, and arduous. But I promise you one thing: on the memory of those lying here before you, we shall find it, and Earth shall become our new home. So say we all!
Adama: Are they the lucky ones? That’s what you’re thinking, isn’t it? We’re a long way from home. We’ve jumped way beyond the Red Line, into uncharted space. Limited supplies, limited fuel. No allies, and now, no hope? Maybe it would have been better for us to have died quickly, back on the Colonies with our families, instead of dying out here slowly, in the emptiness of dark space. Where shall we go? What shall we do? Life here began out there.
Starbuck: Permission to speak off the record?
Starbuck: You’re a bastard.
Gaius Baltar: If there are Cylons aboard this ship, we’ll find them.
Virtual Six: “We”? You are not on their side, Gaius.
Gaius Baltar: I am not on anybody’s side.
Adama: They’d better start having babies.
Saul Tigh: Is that an order?
Adama: It may be before too long.
Virtual Six: He doesn’t seem the type, and I don’t remember seeing him at any of the Cylon parties.
Adama: You would rather that we run?
Roslin: Yes, absolutely. That is the only sane thing to do here – exactly that, run. We leave this solar system and never look back.
Adama: You can run if you’d like. This ship will stand and it will fight.
Roslin: I’m going to be straight with you here. The human race is about to be wiped out. We have fifty thousand people left and that’s it. Now, if we are even going to survive as a species, then we need to get the hell out of here and we need to start having babies.
President Laura Roslin: The lesson learned here is not to ask follow-up questions, but simply to say “Thank you, Captain Apollo, for saving our collective asses.”
Helo: Hey. Aren’t you Gaius Baltar?
Baltar: Yeah, I haven’t done anything!
Starbuck: Why can’t we use the starboard launch tube?
Chief Tyrol: It’s a gift shop now.
Starbuck: Frak me.
Apollo: So, what’s the charge this time?
Starbuck: Striking a superior asshole.
Apollo: And I bet you’ve been waiting all day to say that one.
Starbuck: Most of the afternoon, yeah.
Dr Gaius Baltar: I’m going to call my lawyer. He’s the best in the business.
Caprica Six: That wouldn’t be necessary, because in a few hours, no one will be left to charge you with anything.
Baltar: What are you trying to say?
Caprica Six: Humanity’s children are returning home. Today.
Caprica Six: There there. It’s okay. You’re not gonna have to cry much longer.
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 … sometimes it’s too high. 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. 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.
Adama: Morning Starbuck. What do you hear?
Starbuck: Nothin’ but the rain, sir.
Adama: Grab your gun and bring the cat in.
Starbuck: Boom boom boom.
Number Six: Are you alive?
Military Liaison: Yes.
Number Six: Prove it.