Previously on Battlestar Galactica ` I have a few months to live, and in that time I will lead the people to salvation. It is my sole purpose. Praise be to the gods. Here is our salvation. Laura Roslin's actions in supporting mutiny and sedition among the military could not be tolerated. Therefore, Commander Adama was left with no choice other than to remove her from office. I've gotta get outta here, now. I'm right with you. These guys might really be human. Everyone on Caprica's dead. You're not. I just got here. It's not exactly an army, but a lot better than the two of us if we're gonna get the frak off this planet. Nice to know installing a regulation pyramid court was one of the priorities of the resistance. Nice shot. Thanks. Stand aside or you can shoot me. I intend to go through that hatch and get off this ship. The former president's missing. Missing? Two men down, cell's empty. Dammit! We're home free for now. Glad to see you, Madam President. Zarek here is the only one with enough shady friends around who can hide us. (JEERING / GUNSHOT) Cally shot Boomer! No, no! I love you, Chief. What's happening on my ship? I fracked things up. I made some bad calls. A lot of pieces to pick up. Then we'll pick 'em up together. Go through. You've been awake for an hour. What are you gonna do if you can't make it back to your ship? I'm getting back. We were able to take your sorry ass by surprise. Frak you. Nice. But the truth is, we really don't know what we're doing. A lot of our tactics are stuff we just saw in the movies. We could use some professional advice. You want some advice? You're on the losing end of this fight. Give it up before you all die. Head further up into the mountains above the ambient radiation and just hole up. And what? Wait to die? As soon as I get back to Galactica I'll send a rescue party. Yeah, right. If I say I'm gonna do something, I do it. You always such a bitch in the morning? Count on it. My kind of woman. We have a mission to accomplish. So what? Mission. Fine. Whatever. I'm sorry, OK? I didn't mean to - (LAUGHS) Gotcha. So weak. So, so very weak. Gotta lighten up a little bit. It's only the end of the world. Sue-Shaun, watch our perimeter, especially on the flank. OK. The Cylons have a refuelling airstrip just on the other side of that ridge. A heavy raider makes a regular refuelling stop every afternoon like clockwork. Machines like routine. Yeah. It's usually guarded by less than three other mechanical varieties. We've left it alone up until now. What's the plan? Go through this gully. Approach the airstrip from the south side. Wait for the Cylons to land the raider, hook up the refuelling hoses. Then we take out the guards and blow the refuelling station. I thought you wanted the raider intact? They build 'em tough. Blowing the fuel will barely put a scratch in the hull, but it'll give us time to board the raider. Once I'm inside, I'll blow the brain, work on trying- (RAPID GUNFIRE) Take cover! Get back! Everybody, fall back! Let's go! (WHOOSH!) (POP!) (GENERAL APPLAUSE) (WHISTLING / CHEERING) Thank you very much. I'm glad to be back. There are things we don't say often enough. Things like what we mean to one another. All of you mean a lot to me. I just want you to know that. Let's get back to work. I feel strange. Like closer to the ground. You should check in with the doctor. Mr Gaeta, where do you think they are now? The stolen raptor with Captain Adama, the former President... The fugitives. The fugitives docked at Cloud 9 last week. We lost them at that point due to the large volume of inter-fleet traffic going to and from Cloud 9. Right now they could be holed up anywhere in the fleet. I want them found. She was dangerous enough as a symbol of resistance, but now with Lee helping... I wanna search every ship in the fleet. Quarantine procedures. Isolate the ship out of the main body. If it's clean, we keep it quarantined away from the rest of the fleet. She can hide but she can't run. Dee, start quarantine procedures. Start with Cloud 9. How much longer do we stay hidden in this meat locker? I don't know. I communicated your latest message to the Quorum of Twelve. It decided the question of openly supporting you needs more... deliberation. (SIGHS) I need to make an appeal to the people. Make a strong enough argument, the Astral Queen will be the first ship in line. Like they do anything but roll over and take orders from you. One more bit of news I should convey. Zeus has returned to Olympus. Adama's back in command. My father, he's, um, back. Word just came in over the wireless. He's a tough old bird. What we really need is something heartfelt. Something human and personal that will galvanise the people. Like a son... denouncing his father. My name is Lee Adama. Until recently I was the commander of Galactica's air group, but when Commander Adama, my father, decided to stage a military coup against the president, I could no longer support him or his actions. I love my father. I respect him. But in this... he is wrong. He must be opposed. I call on all free-thinking people in the fleet. I... (STOPS TAPE) I can't do this. Sorry, everyone. I thought I could but I can't. I'm playing the religious card. I know exactly what I have to do. How does this thing work? You're OK. You're in an aid hospital. They brought you in yesterday morning. You got shot in the abdomen. I'm Simon. Can you tell me your name? Kara... (COUGHS) Kara Thrace. You were in surgery for about two hours. I removed the bullet. I didn't think you were gonna make it there for a while. Take it easy. I know that hurts. Who brought me in? This big guy named Anders. Used to be a pro pyramid player if you can believe that. Yeah, I know him. Where is he? He died - on the table. I thought he was only slightly wounded. Turns out that a piece of shrapnel had nicked his aorta. Massive internal bleeding. I'm sorry. We did everything we could do. (DOOR OPENS) Morning. I see you're sucking down fluids at a rapid pace. That's good. Are you a Cylon? What do you think? I think you didn't answer the question. (LAUGHS) I am most definitely not a Cylon. Course, I don't know what you'd expect me to say. If I was a Cylon, I certainly wouldn't admit it. Can I leave? There's the door. Frakkin' doctors. So I AM a doctor, not a Cylon. The jury's still out. I would expect the Cylons to have better digs than this, though. Where is this rat trap? About 20 clicks north of Delphi. Used to be a mental institution. It's not much, but it's one of the few places the Cylons haven't found yet. OK. So, I'm supposed to believe there's a resistance out there? Ssh, don't tell anybody. We're trying to keep that quiet. Time for your pain meds. If I may speak on behalf of Cally. She was distraught, sir ` the experience on Kobol. Being on the surface, fighting the Cylons. It's shattering for all of us. I don't believe she was in her right mind when she shot Boomer. Did you love her, Chief? Excuse me? Boomer, did you love her? I thought I did. When you think you love somebody, you love them. That's what love is. Thoughts. She was a Cylon. A machine. Is that what Boomer was? A machine? A thing? That's what she turned out to be. She was more than that to us. She was more than that to me. She was a vital, living person aboard my ship for almost two years. She couldn't have been just a machine. Could you love a machine? No, sir. I guess I couldn't have. Cally discharged a firearm without permission, endangering the lives of her shipmates. 30 days in the brig. Dismissed. Thank you, sir. You'll see her again, Chief. Excuse me? There are many copies. You'll see her again. How many patients do you have here? Am I being interrogated again? It's just odd I've been here for two days and I haven't seen anybody else. Just you. We have 223 patients at the moment. Two doctors, and five teachers masquerading as nurses. I know a teacher masquerading as President. What's that? It's awfully quiet. No screams, no moans. No 'Doctor, Doctor, please help me, it hurts.' Most of our patients are succumbing to acute radiation poisoning. Symptoms include a powerful fatigue and immediate nausea. This is followed by several days of comparable well-being. After that, cell death in the gastric and intestinal tissue causes massive diarrhoea, intestinal bleeding and loss of water. It's not pretty, but it is quiet. The biggest killer in here is infection. That's why you're under quarantine. We don't know what you brought in with you yet. Your test results will be back this afternoon. OK. Almost done. I think there may be a cyst on one of your ovaries. Is it serious? Nah, it should be fine. We'll keep an eye on it. Gotta keep that reproductive system in great shape. It's your most valuable asset these days. Right. I'm serious. Finding healthy child-bearing women your age is a top priority for the resistance. And you'll be happy to know you are a very precious commodity to us. I'm not a commodity, I'm a viper pilot. Do you see any vipers around here? You do realise you're one of a handful of women left on this planet actually capable of having children. Right? That is your most valuable skill right now. I don't want a child. So just drop it, OK? Well, no one's forcing you. Just take a moment and think about where you are and what's going on. The human race is on the verge of extinction. And to be quite frank with you, potential mothers are a lot more valuable right now than a whole squadron of viper pilots. I shouldn't have mentioned it. I should've known you'd be sensitive. A lot of women with your history forego bearing children. My history? I saw the fractures on your X-rays. A lot of old fractures from childhood. It's interesting how you managed to break every finger on both hands. Every break in the exact same place, between the first and the second knuckle. Did someone break your fingers, Kara? Get out. Children of abusive parents often fear passing along that abuse to their own children. Get out!! All right. Is she kidding with this? I know it's hard to believe, but that message has cropped up all over the fleet. It's religious crap. 'It seems I have been chosen to help lead you to the promised land of Earth.' 'I will not question this choice, I will simply try to play my part in the plan.' 'Therefore, at the appointed hour, I will give a signal to the fleet.' 'All those wishing to honour the gods and walk the path of destiny will follow me back to Kobol.' 'It is there we will meet the Gods' servant with the arrow of Apollo.' We've got five raptors with marine fire teams standing by to board the Astral Queen. No one's gonna follow her. No one's gonna believe this crap. No one's this stupid. And anyone that is, that wants to make a suicide run to Kobol, please let them. - Hey, uh... (CLEARS THROAT) Jimmy, you're riding with Rodney. - Far out. Big Rod, eh? - Hop in, mate. Don't worry about these bumholes! - (CHUCKLES) - Nah, they're good guys. Hey, let's take the scenic route, eh? It's longer, but I make it fun. (ENGINE ROARS) That's why the guys, they do 'paper scissors rock' to see who comes with me. - Oh, cos no one wants to go with that other dude you guys work with, eh? - Who, Grubby Aaron? - Oh, nah, you know, the guy that's always gunning it. - Eh? How long till we jump? Two minutes. Any other ships declared themselves for us? Not yet. Oh, no, that... No, please, this isn't necessary. Give them your blessing. Oh, no. It's not right. It isn't who I am. Laura, this is your path. The one the Gods picked for you. The one you picked for yourself. We must've been over this line 10 times. She must've taken a bullet. She was by the vehicles. She would've got up and crawled outta here. Search the area again. We shouldn't have pulled back so fast. I thought she was with us. We got ambushed. We got separated. There's nothing we could've done. Kara, of all people, would understand. Let's just find her. Wait. Wait a minute. I know where Starbuck is. Sharon? Where have you been? Tracking you. Who is she? She's with us. You're the father of my child, Helo. I'm not gonna lose you. Where is she? We're ready. Send the signal and jump. The Astral Queen has jumped away. Now see how many follow. To wait for Starbuck to show up with that stupid arrow? Two, three at the most. Good morning. You look better. What's this new scar? They had to go back in while you were asleep. Some internal bleeding. Nothing to worry about. Everything's gonna be fine. Just about done with you, Starbuck. Nice way of puttin' it. Just a couple more tests and... I almost said we'll be sending you back home. I guess we'll be sending you back into the fight. Sounds good to me. Hey, I just woke up. Now you're going back to sleep. You're the doc. Argh! Pending lab test results on the sample ovaries, complete removal will proceed tomorrow. If lab tests are positive, subject will be removed to processing facility for final disposition. Is that regret I hear in your voice? If it is, it's certainly none of your concern. (SOBS) Lords of Kobol, please help me. - 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) Morning. Hmm. Are you sure you're feeling OK? You know, something actually has been bothering me lately. Hm. Aaaarrrgh! I never told you my callsign was Starbuck. You can't kill me. Just... die! Sue-Shaun. Sue-Shaun, it's me, Kara. Hold on, OK? I'm gonna get you outta here. No. No time. Cut the power. It'll kill you. Can't live like this. The baby machines. Please. Please. (WHISPERS) (SOBS) (MACHINES WHIR / FIZZLE) (CLUNK!) Hello, Starbuck. (GUNSHOTS) Kara, come on! Let's go! Let's go! Go, go! (GROANS) Get down! Kara, get down! (MECHANICAL WHIR) (PROLONGED GUNFIRE) Let's go! Let's go! Come on! Move like you have a purpose, people! Go, go, go, go! 24 ships, sir. That's almost a third of the fleet. Why? (SOBS) They were conducting research into Human/Cylon breeding programmes. Human/Cylon? They call them farms. Your gunshot wound looks fine. So farms, that's great. Were they gonna knock me up with a Cylon kid? They were gonna try to. We haven't been successful so far. Supposedly they can't reproduce. You know, biologically. So they've been trying every which way to produce offspring. Why? Procreation. It's one of God's commandments. Be fruitful. We can't fulfil it, we've tried, so we decided to - Rape human women? No. If you agreed to bear children, it'd be voluntary. Maybe even set you up with someone you like. Like you two kids? We're different. What the frak is that supposed to mean? They have this theory. Maybe the one thing they were missing was love. So Sharon and I, we were set up to` To fall in love? They didn't ask Sue-Shaun if she wanted to fall in love, right? They put a tube in her and they hooked her up to a machine! They know who you are, Kara. You're special. Leoben told you that. You have a destiny. Starbuck, what's this second scar? I don't know. I don't think I wanna know now. You know? No. How many women do they have at these farms? Hundreds. Maybe thousands. I don't know. I haven't accessed that data. We'll take the heavy raider, cram it with ground troops, find out where the next farm is, liberate it. And the next. No, no, that's not why you came to Caprica. Go find Earth. What about you? You said you needed professional advice. We'll muddle through. We've managed so far. They'll kill you. You'll die here. You know that. A lot of people died here. I'll tell you this. If I'm gonna die here, I'm gonna take out every last one of those frakkin' farms before I do. I'm not gonna leave you here. You said you were gonna come back, remember? I'm gonna hold you to it. I'm coming back. I said it, I meant it. Yeah, OK. Hey, be safe. Let's go home. IMS Subtitles Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air.