Previously on Battlestar Galactica,... 1 1 1 Doral! When this body dies, my consciousness will be transferred to another one. The Cylons have the ability to mimic human form. They look like us. This man has been identified as a Cylon agent. You sleep, I watch. No, you're the one who needs sleep. You were lucky that you didn't lapse into a coma. The time will come when you can't hide what you're going through. Cylons, Cylons... (GUST OF AIR) Laura. (KNOCK ON DOOR) Yes? Madam President, are you OK in there? I'm fine. It's the side effects from the kamala. That thing they say ` what's worse? The cancer or the cure? What do you need? I have an urgent call from the captain of the Geminon Traveller. Can I call him back? Says he found a Cylon on board. They found him in a storage room. He'd been camped there for days. (RADIO) 'Are they sure it's a Cylon?' The captain identified him by one of the photos we sent out. He's another copy of the man you knew as Leoben Conoy. Where is it now? Aboard the Geminon Traveller. Locked in a store room under guard. Isolate that ship. Order the captain to fly escort around the Geminon Traveller and not to approach any other ship in the fleet. Aye, sir. I'll send a team over to destroy it immediately. I want this man interrogated first. 'First, it's not a him, it's an it.' 'Second, anything it says cannot be trusted.' 'Best thing to do is destroy it immediately.' I want to hear what it has to say. It might be important. Madam President, I've dealt with this model before. It will fill your head with doubletalk and half-baked philosophy and confuse you. Then send someone who won't be confused. That's an order. I want him interrogated. Order understood. You really think it will give you something? No. President disagrees. You need me to go, I'll shut up and go. How's this coming? We got the entire euganics package figured out. Fire control, navigation. And I think I'm zeroing in on her FTL drive. I did this in a hurry about three weeks ago. It's an after-action report on Leoben. It's a very clever machine. Manipulative, cunning. The only problem with Leoben isn't that he lies. That's too easy. It's that he mixes lies with truth. Just remember, it's going to try to get into your head. Mom always said there was nothing in there anyway. Just be careful. He has an agenda. It's a goal you won't understand till later. Your job is to make sure he doesn't achieve the goal. Yes, sir. 1 1 1 1 1 1 (HUMS) Lieutenant. What's up? Nothing. Just wanted to see if what I told you the other day helped. Yeah. Actually, it did. You do treat this thing more like an animal than a machine, it actually works. How'd you come up with that, anyway? It just pop into your head? I'm a Cylon. That's not even funny. If I could prove that I wasn't, would that make a difference... between us? 'Geminon Traveller, Raptor 719 in-bound. Permission to dock.' 'Roger, 719, permission granted.' Well, it does look like a person. Yeah. Must be all full of wires inside. No. You cut 'em open, there's blood, guts, the whole thing. It's sweating. I'll be... Look at that. They go to a lot of trouble to imitate people. Why d'you think they do that? I don't care why. But the fact that these things sweat, now that's interesting. Sleeping? Praying. I don't think the gods answer the prayers of toasters. God answers everyone's prayers. How many Cylons are there in the fleet? We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Leoben. How many Cylons are there in the fleet? I have no idea. What's your name? How long have you been hiding on board? Am I not allowed to know your name? Why were you hiding on board? I had a mission to perform. Listen, it's a small thing. Can you just tell me who you are? Tell me about your mission and I'll think about it. It was to conduct sabotage. What kind of sabotage? God, you stink. Can we get some air in here? Between you and the humidity... I am not here to play games with you. You said you wanted to cooperate. Either start talking or we are done. OK. But... I really want to know your name. Open. Are you Lieutenant Starbuck? Ha... Yes, you are. I knew it. (LAUGHS) I was right. I was right. I saw it. I've seen it. Happy now? It all makes sense now. Doesn't it? Now we can talk. Now we can talk about a lot of things. Like what? I planted a nuclear warhead aboard one of your ships. It's set to go off at 1830 hours. Where? I'm not ready to give that up yet. You're lying. There's no warhead. You can't take the chance, Starbuck. Military training dictates you take it to your masters, let them decide. Maybe my training wasn't so good. Maybe I push you out the airlock and tell 'em you never said a word. Now who's lying? These things happen for a reason, don't they? I look forward to spending time with you. We've a lot to talk about. It's gonna be fun. 1 Put the red team on alert immediately. And sweep Galactica for any kind of radiological devices. Contact the captains in the fleet. Tell them to do radiological sweeps of their ships. But say it's a just precaution. I don't want to alarm anyone till we know for sure. Yes, sir. We'll know for sure in eight hours, 40 minutes. Lieutenant Thrace, did he say anything else? No. Well, he guessed my call sign. Seemed really happy when he found out who I was. He's playing with your mind. He's been stowed away for weeks aboard the fleet. 50 ways he could've heard the word 'Starbuck' on a wireless set. That's what I figured, sir. Any idea what he wants? No. Says he's looking forward to spending time with me. Don't take any chances, Starbuck. Yes, sir. You believe in the gods, don't you? Lords of Kobol and all that? Why should I tell you? Come on, it's not a trick question. I want to see how much I got right. So you pray to Artemis and Aphrodite? Where's the warhead? Ha... I was right. Our fates are similar but I looked at the one God, not the many. I don't give a damn what you believe. To know the face of God is to know madness. I see the universe. I see the paths. I see the foreshadowing that precedes every moment of every day. It's all there. I see it, and you don't. And I have a surprise for you. I have something to tell you about the future. Is that so? Yes. But we have to see this through to the end. (DOOR OPENS) What is the most basic article of faith? This is not all that we are. The difference between you and me is I know what that means. I know I'm more than this body, more than this consciousness. Part of me swims in the stream, but I stand on the shore. The current never takes me downstream. This is worse than Galactica and I didn't think that was possible. What was that? Swimming in streams or something? Do you mind? Hm. Thank you. Starving. I haven't eaten in days. Kind of bad programming. I mean, why bother with hunger? Part of being human. You're not human. How's your lunch? You know how it is. When you're starving, anything tastes good. Did that hurt? Yeah, it hurt. Machines shouldn't feel pain. Shouldn't bleed. Shouldn't sweat. Sweat, that's funny. That's good... A smart Cylon would turn off the old pain software about now. But I don't think you're so smart. Maybe I'll turn it off and you won't even know. Hm... (FOOTSTEPS) Here's your dilemma. Turn off the pain, you feel better, but that makes you a machine, not a person. Human beings can't turn off their pain. Human beings have to suffer. And cry. And scream. And endure. Because they have no choice. The only way to avoid your pain is by telling me what I want to know. Just like a human would. I knew this about you. Everything I thought you would be. But it won't work. I won't tell you anything. Maybe not. But then you'll know deep down that I beat you. That a human being beat you, and that you are truly no greater than we are. You're just a bunch of machines, after all. Let the games begin. Hm... 1 Hi. (DOOR CLANGS) Well, look what the cat dragged in. Lieutenant. It's an unexpected visit. You look wonderful. I need your help. Anything I can do. Anything at all. Wonder why they call her Boomer? I heard you were working on a test to tell the difference between Cylons and humans. Bingo. I can't really talk about that at the moment. You wouldn't help settle a bet for me, would you? Now, why do they call you Boomer? If you're working on a detector, could I be in the first batch? You know, to be tested? What's her rush? What's your rush? I'm not sure it'd be appropriate to show favouritism, if, indeed, I'm working on anything at all. I saved your life back on Caprica. My co-pilot gave up his seat for you and I brought you back to safety. You wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for me. You owe me. She shoots, she scores. I suppose there is some small truth to that. So can you test me or not? I think you should do it. Results will be quite intriguing. The technology for Cylon detection... is not quite ready for full-scale implementation. But I could use a beta-test subject. Sharon's late. Half an hour. I notice you're calling her Sharon now. Yeah, well, I choose to think of her as one of them. Because you dislike her? Because in the scheme of things, we are as we do. She acts like one of them, thinks like them. She is one of them. But she's one of us. It would be best to remember that. We had sex. Congratulations. Does he love you? I think so. Has he said it? Not directly. Then you're just guessing. Stay in your current location. We're setting up a cabin for you nearby. Food, water, electricity. Shouldn't be hard to convince him to stay and start a life together. If not, kill him. Can you handle that? We're gonna make it all the way! If something happened to you, I couldn't deal with it. Africa! If he flees, he dies. Does he love you? Helo! What's going on? Shh! We gotta go, now! Cylons are headed this way. We've got to go fast, faster than before. Why? What's different? Everything. Just trust me. I do. If you were human, you'd be ready to offer up some false information about the location of the nuke. Some tiny thing that might spare you a few minutes of this. But then, I keep forgetting, you're not human. You're a machine. I am more... than you can ever... imagine. I am God. Ha! I'm sorry. You're God? Wow! Nice to meet you. That's good. We'll give you a couple of minutes for that. It's funny,... isn't it? We're all God, Starbuck, all of us. I feel love that binds all living things together. Love? You don't even know what the word means. I know that God loved you more than all other living creatures and you repaid his divine love with sin, with hate, corruption, evil, so then he decided to create the Cylons. The gods had nothing to do with it. We created you ` us! It was a stupid decision and we have paid for it! You slaughtered my entire civilisation! That is sin! That is evil! And you are evil! Am I? I see the truths that float past you in the stream. You have a real thing about rivers and streams, don't you? I think we should indulge you in your obsession. Do you realise I could kill you before they came back in the room? I could get to my feet, rip your skull from your spinal column, crash through that door, kill that guard in less time than it's taken to describe it to you. Then why don't you? It's not the time. I have a surprise for you. You fracked up, pal. Now the gloves come off. - VOICE-OVER: Morning, Ricky. - What? - You're in an ad for fibre. - What's that? - It's a tiny cable under your feet connecting New Zealand to fast, reliable broadband. Let's go. (PAINT SPLASHES) ECHOES: Aah! I thought you said it was a tiny cable. - It is. This is a metaphor. And as the country's needs grow, our fibre network can deliver way, way more when we need it. It's bigger than we can even imagine, Ricky. (RUMBLING BUILDS) 1 1 Combat. Colonel Tigh. 'How's the search going for the nuke?' Nothing so far. 'How much time remaining?' Two hours, nine minutes. Spread out the fleet. No ship more than 500 clicks from any other ship. 'If there's a nuke, let's limit the damage.' Aye, sir. Now... Do it. Leave him. Sir? Tell me where the warhead is, or you'll drown in that bucket. I can't drown. I can't die. Right. The Commander said that if your body dies, your consciousness is downloaded or transferred into another body. Something like that. Exactly like that. But I've been thinking. Why is this Cylon willing to talk at all? Why does he care if we destroy his body? Won't he just transfer away and laugh at our stupid human ideas? Tell me where the warhead is. This is not your path, Starbuck. You have a different destiny. Don't interrupt me. You see, I'm going to dazzle you with my poor human brain. You see, I think that you're afraid. You're afraid that we're a long way from home. What if you don't transfer all the way back? What if when you die here, you really die? It's your chance to find out if you're really God, or just a bunch of circuits with a bad haircut? I'm not afraid of dying. Somebody's programmed you with a fairytale of God and streams and life ever after. But somewhere in that hard drive you call a brain is a beeping message. 'Error, error. Does not compute.' 'I don't have a soul. I have software.' 'If I die, I'm gone.' I have a soul. I see patterns. I know you. You're damaged. You were born to a woman who believed that suffering was good for the soul. So you suffered. Life is... testament to pain, injuries, accidents ` some inflicted upon others, others inflicted upon yourself. It surrounds you like a bubble, but it's not real. It's just... That's just something she put in your head. It's something you want to believe because it means that you're... the problem, not the world that you live in. You want to believe it because... it means that your bad luck, like a cancer that needs to be removed, because you hear her voice every day. And you want it to be right. Start again. Now we just pop this in the slot and wait for the results. Green ` you're a normal human being. Red ` you're an evil Cylon. Should take a couple of minutes. So, er, tell me, are you from Erilon? There's a slight trace of an accent. What? No. Troy. Troy? Troy... Tell me, why is that familiar? Mining settlement. The accident. The explosion? Right. That was tragic. Your family are...? Died with the rest. I'm very sorry. It's a lie. Congratulations, Doctor. You've just uncovered your very first Cylon. Now here's an interesting moment in the life of Gaius Baltar. What will he do? Is everything OK? Yeah, yeah. Er... I'm just interpolating the results. The question is, what will she do if you expose her? She will kill you. I thought it was just green or red. It's more complicated than that. She probably doesn't know. Probably thinks she's just another girl from Troy whose background vanished in an accident. It'll be interesting to see how she responds when you tell her. I guess her Cylon side will take over and break your neck before you can give her away. Let's find out. Congratulations. It's green! It's very bright green! You're not a Cylon! Really? 100% human. And very bright green as well. For a second I was worried what you were gonna say. Were you? Yeah. Well, there's nothing to be worried about. You couldn't be more human if you tried. Well, thanks. Any time. I have something to tell you. How long before this supposed bomb goes off? Less than an hour. I want you to get me a shuttle. I want to see the Cylon myself. Madam President, you need to` Don't start. I don't want to discuss this. I've made my decision. Not until I get you a security detail. Enough! For frack's sake, let him breathe! (COUGHS) You make me sick. You're not a person, you're a machine that's enjoying its own pain. 'All this has happened before. And all of it will happen again.' Don't quote scripture. You don't have the right to use those words. You kneel before idols and ask for guidance, and you can't see that your destiny is already written. Each of us plays a role, each time a different role. Maybe the last time I was the interrogator and you the prisoner. The players change. The story remains the same. And this time... this time... your role... is to deliver my soul unto God. Do it for me. It's your destiny, and mine. I told you I had a surprise for you. Are you ready? You're going to find Kobol. First place I saw. Kobol will lead you to Earth. This is my gift to you, Kara. (DOOR CLANGS) What the hell is going on here? 1 1 What exactly is it that you are doing here? It's a machine, sir. There's no limit to the tactics I can use. Then where's the warhead? I don't know. You don't know? You've spent the last eight hours torturing this man, this machine, whatever it is. And you don't have a single piece of information to show for it. He thinks he can see the future. Says he knows our destiny, our fate. He says we're going to find Kobol. And then it's going to lead us to Earth. Clean him up. There's not much time. Yes, sir. Do you know who I am? Yes. I apologise for what you've been through. Take his restraints off. Do it. Thank you. I can do more. I can guarantee your safety, I can order your release. We are running out of time. We have only four minutes left until your bomb goes off. I've come here to tell you that this conflict between our peoples does not have to continue. It can stop right here with us. We have to trust each other. Trust me. I think you know you can. Tell me what I need to know, and you will live. The warhead doesn't exist. I made it up. The Lieutenant was right. I was too far out. I didn't want to die, so when I got caught, I made up this story to buy some time. I see. Thank you for the truth. Thank you, Madam President. Don't be too hard on Kara. She was just doing her job. The military, they... teach you to... dehumanise people. I'll take that into consideration. No! Stand off! Laura, I have something to tell you. Adama is a Cylon. Are you all right? I'm fine. The bomb? Nothing. Throw him out the airlock! What? You can't do that! Not after he told you the truth. Yes, I can. And I will. Lieutenant, look at me. You've lost perspective. During the time I've allowed him to remain alive and captive on board, he has caused our entire fleet to spread out defenceless. He puts insidious ideas in our minds, more lethal than any warhead. He creates fear. But you're right. He is a machine. And you don't keep a deadly machine around when it threatens your future. You get rid of it. He's not afraid to die. He's just afraid that his soul won't make it to God. (BEEPING) (GUST OF AIR) Lords of Kobol, hear my prayer. I don't know if he had a soul or not. But if he did, take care of it. Helluva risk you took today. Something I had to do. Care to tell me why? President Adar said once that the good thing about being a president is that you don't have to explain yourself to anyone. (CLEARS THROAT) Something wrong? No. Nothing at all. IMS Subtitles Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air.