Previously on Battlestar Galactica... 1 1 1 Zak failed basic flight, but he didn't, because I passed him. I can't decode it, but there's someone! Someone in the military's still alive and kicking here in Caprica! (LAUGHS) I have cancer and I fear that knowledge of my illness will erode hope. This has to stay between you and me. Zak was my brother. What was he to me, nothing? Same old Lee. You haven't changed either. (ALARM BEEPS) Helmet. You are so unprepared. Shut up! You're the worst hang in the history of hangs! (PA) Raptor pilots, Lieutenant Dwight 'Flat Top' Sanders entering hangar deck 12B. Deck hands please report. Repeat, deck hands report to 12B. Hey! Way to go, Lieutenant. Yeah! # Raptor pilots flying high. (ALL) # Raptor pilots flying high. Red paint incoming. Brush? Brush? Brush! Oh, you are the worst, the absolute worst! # Raptor pilots flying by. (ALL) # Raptor pilots flying by. What the hell's this? Flat-top's landing and nobody tells me! We look like idiots! Find a wagon! Yes, sir. Somebody get me a wagon! 1-0-0. You're not ready yet? (LAUGHS) Someone's gonna have to pick that up. Stop it! Let's go, come on. Here, take this. Give me a hand. Unload this. Go to work. You two, come here. Take this wagon to the pilots. The commander tell you what happened on his 1000th landing? I don't remember telling you! Yeah, whatever. He's landing on the Atlantia and he's had this fight with the LSO, so he decides he's gonna stick it to 'em good. This is overexaggerated! # Three little Cylons in the air! # Three little Cylons in the air! # Watch their metal burn and flare. He skids to a stop and the LSO hears over the wireless this big, loud, long, obnoxious... (MAKES FARTING SOUND) I was young! No, it's great! It was really funny! # Two little Cylons in the air. # Two little Cylons in the air. The LSO's freaking and your dad doesn't care cos he hates the guy and he can get away with it cos it's his 1000th landing. 'I can get away with it today!' (EXPLOSION) (PA) Attention, fire in the fourth hangar deck. Let's go! Fire in the fourth hangar deck. 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 Metal fatigue. Old equipment. Warn strap fails, drops a drone to the deck, kills 13 pilots, lands seven more in sick bay. It's hard to hear this, I know, but we got lucky. If that had been a missile, not a drone, it would've taken out the side of the ship. Never had a death on my hangar deck. Accidents,... never a death. Services for the dead. Services will commence at 1100 hours on the forward hangar deck. Midships hangar deck remains closed for investigation and clean-up until further notice. Uniforms for the services will be dress greys. I wish I knew what to say, words to make this better. Can anything make this better? I don't know. Attention on deck! As you were. May I? Yes, sir. Are you Lieutenant Thrace? Give me your eyes. I know this has been a hard day. There's been plenty of them lately. I can guarantee you there'll be more to come. Remember your self-esteem, your self-respect and your self-worth. Hold strong to them because people are watching. You're the guardians of the fleet. They need to know that they can count on you,... even at a time like this. Are you Lieutenant Thrace? I'm Commander Adama. I'm Zak's father. I know, sir. Sorry, sir, I was planning on seeing you tomorrow before the funeral. You don't need to explain. Present arms! Shoulder arms! Once again we are charged with the solemn duty to return the bodies of our own to the universe... (BOTH) ..from which the Lords of Kobol brought them to us. The burdens of this life are with us but a short time. For Lieutenant Zak Adama, son of William and Caroline Adama, brother of Lee, the time was too short. We take comfort in knowing his life was willingly given in service to all of us. We honour them for that. And, thus, it falls upon us to repent our sins and, with the help of the Lords of Kobol, make our own lives worthy of that gift. And now we commit his body to the ground from which we were all made. Secure in the knowledge that we will be reunited with them in a better world to come. (DRUM ROLL) So say we all. So say we all. Present arms! (GUNS FIRE) (GUNS FIRE) (GUNS FIRE) Pilots we've known. I have to start training new pilots. (LAUGHS) There it is. I kinda thought this was about that. Um, I don't know if I'm the right person for this. You know someone better? No, no, but, uh, there's almost 50,000 people out there. You trying to tell me there's not one flight instructor? There's two. Civilians, both. I need someone to teach combat tactics. I don't know if I'd be of any use to you. I wasn't patient` Let's get down to it. This is about Zak. It's not your fault. You had nothing to do with what happened. It was an accident. Lee, Zak failed basic flight. What?! Or at least he should've, but he didn't because I passed him. His technique was sloppy and he had no feel for flying, but I passed him because he and I... Because I felt something and I let it get in the way of doing my job and I couldn't fail him. Zak... passed basic flight. He was trained and ready to sit in that cockpit. What happened to him could have happened to any qualified pilot. You know that's true. Right. You did your job to the best of your ability. That's all I can ask. I need new pilots and I want you to train them. I can do that. (SIGHS) Just give them the attention and professionalism you gave my son and they'll be one hell of a squadron. 1 (GASPS) 10 cubits says she takes him this time. You're on. Thanks for the vote of confidence. 10 to stay. So, Data, how are you and the doc here doing on your Cylon detector? What Cylon detector? Rumour has it that Cylons look like people and you guys are working on a way to weed 'em out. I want you to tell me the truth about something. You passed. By the skin of your teeth, but you passed. I don't want any special treatment, not from my father, certainly not from you. If there were such a programme, I wouldn't be able to talk about it. Something smells horrible. Is that you, Crashdown? Yeah, that's me. Your card. Your card. Zak, I am a flight instructor. I won't send you to Vipers if I don't think you've got the chops. OK? Are you all right? Look, um... Maybe you'd like to take a break. I'm outta here. Whoa, Starbuck! OK, she can't do that. She can and she did. This is it. (ELECTRONIC BEEPING) Restaurant. I'm almost on top of the signal. I don't get it, how does a military signal end up coming from here? Let's find out. Nothing! Is that thing working?! I've checked it three times. This thing says we're right on top of it. (BEEPING SPEEDS UP) Of what?! What?! Helo. You're fraking kidding me! (LAUGHS) Food! Medical supplies! Whoo! Hey, w-w-wait a minute. The signal. Disaster beacon. It's been set to go off if there was an attack. Some poor slob goes to the trouble of building a fallout shelter, stocks it, has a beacon,... the whole plan. Then what? What happens to him? Just call ourselves lucky and leave it at that. Aah! 1 Madam President. Could you close that curtain, please? Thank you. You are obviously... an intelligent, well-educated, young woman. Would you mind explaining why you waited five years in between breast exams? Yes, I would mind. It's none of your business. Ah. I was busy. And now here you are. Yes, here we are. Would you mind?! I do, actually. Your doctor on Caprica was right, it's too damn late to operate. The cancer is too advanced. We can only try shrinking the tumour with gamma and follow that up with IV, CIS, Doloxene. Did he explain the side-effects of Doloxene? Hair loss, nausea, muscle degeneration. I watched my mother endure two years of Doloxene before she died. I would like to explore alternate treatment. Prayer? Witty. Have you ever heard of kamala extract? Oh, gods! You're one of those. What if it works? All the evidence on kamala is anecdotal. It's nothing but loose talk and false hope. I take that as a yes. All right, I'll put out a med request to the civilian fleet. Maybe there's some other wide-eyed dreamer out there with a secret hoard of kamala extract in their luggage. You can put your clothes back on now. Thank you. And for what it's worth, I would seriously... consider prayer. Boom jumpers, shadow jockeys and a Fleet Academy washout. This is the best that you can come up with? Diamonds in the rough. Yeah, right. They're the most qualified pilots in the fleet. Great. Attention on deck! That means get on your feet, nuggets! You are joining the colonial fleet, boys and girls, not some after-school club. Seats. Pilots call me Starbuck. You may refer to me as God. You've all flown before, but this is a new world so pay attention. We don't have any simulators on board, so you'll be in the cockpit today. This is the Viper Mark II. It's as manoeuvrable as a jackrabbit and can flip end for end in .35 seconds. You've never flown anything remotely like it so don't think you have. Today we'll do basic launch, approach and landing manoeuvres. Anyone not paying attention is liable to end up as a puddle to be hosed out of the cockpit by the chief of the deck. (WHISPERS) She's laying it on a little thick! Costanza, right?! Er, yes, God. Sir. Not any more. From now on your name is Hot Dog and when God speaks, Hot Dog, you listen! Maybe if you'd learned that at the academy, you wouldn't have washed out. Sit up! (RADIO) Viper seven niner one, Galactica, you are cleared for approach. Speed 175, port bay, hands-on approach, checkers green, call the ball. I have the ball. Easy on the throttle, Kat. Are you listening to me?! Don't chase the lights, OK? Roger, Starbuck. Kat, don't chase the lights! Set it by the numbers and correct with thrusters! Wave off, wave off! Punch it, Kat! Worse than awful. Wretched beyond belief, actually. You call yourselves pilots? It's gonna take a week to pound your divots out of the deck! With all due respect, sir, that's unfair. This was only our first day. No, it's your last. It'd be criminal to let any of you near a Viper again. Pack your gear and get the hell off my ship. You're done. (LAUGHS) What are you doing here, Kara? You can't wash them out on their first day! I just did. Look, I've got 40 Vipers and 21 pilots, that's it. We are sitting ducks until we finish water ops. We can't even maintain a cap. Gods forbid the Cylons show up! Gods forbid. Bring on the next group of candidates. The next group has never even been in a cockpit. They're starting basic flight. Then they start basic flight because that group is done. It says so right there. Read it again. Lieutenant Thrace, it's not a request! Well, Captain Adama, I am the flight instructor, sir. My word is scripture, sir. I will not, repeat not, pass another student who isn't ready! So, that's what this is about? It's not them, it's Zak. Careful. Step back. 1 1 Starbuck says they can't cut it, they can't cut it. She's not giving them a chance. It's day one. She's one of the finest pilots ever. One day in the cockpit is all she needs to know if they can hack it. She got that. I'm not arguing that, sir. I'm just saying I think she's letting her personal feelings cloud judgment. Sit down, Captain. What are those feelings? About Zak. We've talked about Zak. You did?! We've talked about a lot of things. We've been aboard this ship for over two years. We know each other well. When I asked her to be the instructor I knew it was gonna release a lot of loose baggage. She acknowledged it. She's a professional. She'll do her job. OK. I'm just saying that... you should talk to her. She's walking around with a lot of emotion. She almost decked me. Right. You wouldn't smile if you were there. I'll talk to her. Thank you. Personally, I think she's trying to work out her guilt over what she did for Zak. I think she's trying to make up for it by beating up on the guys. Guilt? Over what? What did she do for Zak? I-I thought you just said... What did she do? It's not my place to say. I've already said more than I should've. You'll have to ask her, sorry. Captain, I just` Dad, you'll have to ask her. 'I don't want any special treatment, not from my father, certainly not from you.' You passed. By the skin of your teeth, but you passed. Zak... (PA) Attention, Lieutenant Thrace. Lieutenant Thrace, please report to the CO's quarters. (KNOCK ON DOOR) Yes, come in. Lee was just here before. I knew it. He thinks you washed out the nuggets without giving them a chance. They didn't cut it. That's it. He thought you were letting personal feelings cloud your judgment. Really? Your feelings about Zak. That's not the case. OK. He said something else. He said something that I would like to ask you directly. He said that you might've been feeling guilty about something you did for Zak. What did you do for him? I don't know, you'd have to ask Lee. I'm asking you. I don't, um, I don't really know what he was talking about, sir. Don't fence with me, Kara. I love you like a daughter. I don't deserve that. Um,... Zak... failed basic flight. He wasn't a bad pilot. He just had no feel for flying. And, um,... when it came to his final check ride, he busted three of the test manoeuvres. I should've flunked him, but I didn't. The bottom line is that your son... didn't have the chops to fly a Viper. And it killed him. He told me that you are an amazing instructor, that he was involved with you and that it was serious. He asked me to come to his graduation from flight school to watch him get his wings. I know, I read the letter. I see. Well, then maybe you can tell me what he was hinting at, a surprise about you. We were going to, uh... You know what? It's not important. I don't want that to` You know what? It's not important. I don't want that to` You were engaged, right? You did it because you were engaged. (WHIMPERS) Because I made a mistake. And because I was just... I was so in love with him! And I let that get in the way of doing my job. And, uh... He, um,... he just wanted it so much and I, I didn't wanna be the one who crushed him. Reinstate the trainees to flight status. I will. I am, but I want you to understand that I` Do your job. Yes, sir. Walk out of this cabin while you still can. 1 Ahem! Unpack your gear. You are all returned to flight status. We're gonna try this again. Those who can be trained to safely fly the Viper Mark II will pass. Those who cannot will be cut. It is my job to figure out which is which, without personal feeling either way. And I'm gonna do my job. Kat, Chuckles, Hot Dog, you're up first. Pre-flight briefing in 20 minutes. Yeah! Whoo! Where the hell are you going, Hot Dog? Target acquired and destroyed. Not bad, Hot Dog. But you left your leader behind. "Looks like you're having a bad day, Hot Dog." The moral of the story is... Never leave your leader. Thank you. That is correct. You never want to be out here alone. OK, Chuckles, take Kat's wing. Hot Dog you're on me. We'll try a manoeuvre called the gorge weave. What's got into Starbuck? She actually sounds like a real instructor for a change. She may make Viper pilots out of some of those nuggets after all. Holy crap! We've got incoming! Where the hell did they come from? DRADIS, multiple contacts! It's the Cylons! Why didn't we see them?! Launch the alert fighters! Attention! Set condition one throughout the fleet! Galactica, we need the cavalry! Nuggets, punch it for home. Where's the base ship?! No base ships detected, sir. Eight raiders bearing 047 carrying 118. Range 22,000. They found us! It was only a matter of time. Galactica, where the hell are the alert fighters?! Starbuck, Alert One will be there in two minutes. Cylons are gaining! Right, listen up, nuggets! Stay together and keep your throttles fireballed until you hit that deck! Now, go! What's she doing? Starbuck's gonna take on all eight. Get herself killed! Hey, Hot Dog, where are you going?! Hot Dog, what are you doing?! Whoa! Got one! Hot Dog, get out of here! Hot Dog, I thought I told you to get your ass home. You said never leave your leader. I also said never disobey an order! (ALARM SOUNDS) I'm hit! I got ya! We'll make it! Break right, now! She'll make it. I've just lost all three mains! It's all right, Hot Dog. You did good. You're gonna be OK, I promise. At least one of us will. That about does it. I think there's only one left. (ALARM SOUNDS) Frak! He's right on my tail. I got it covered. (RADIO CUTS OUT) Starbuck's wireless and transponder cut out. Alert one. We spotted Hot Dog. No ID or visual on Starbuck. (SCREAMS) Oh, frak me! IMS Subtitles Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air.