'Previously on Battlestar Galactica.' We lost her. We did the best we could, but she's dead. And that's all there is to it. She's so beautiful. You understand, Maya, that this adoption requires absolute secrecy. You have my word. I'm Brother Cavil. I understand you asked for religious counselling. Let's talk about what happened. You think you're a Cylon. I am not a Cylon. Of course you're not. But that's what you're afraid of, isn't it? We have our own Cylon prisoner. She's been abused, tortured. I know a place where you can stay. Where you will be safe. Where I can look after you. Vice-president Baltar has offered this as proof of his sincerity. A nuclear bomb? I'm afraid that I have no alternative but to announce that I am, as of now, a candidate for the presidency. Hey, I am picking up a large planetary body. Hey, do you know what this is? It's habitable. We may have found a world that could support human life. We needed an issue. Something to set us apart from Roslin. This.... is it. Permanent settlement on this planet. What took you so long? We have marines in raptors. We're gonna get you out of here, OK? Incoming! (EXPLOSION) Go! (GUNFIRE) They've got us zeroed in. If we stay here, they're gonna chew us up. Fall back. Position up this hill. Let's go! Alright, let's go, people! Let's move! Let's go! Let's go. Let's go. Let's go! (GUNFIRE CONTINUES) Sharon, take the gun! They got us blocked in here really good! (GUNFIRE CONTINUES) Frak! (GUNFIRE CEASES) (VARIOUS GROANS) Watch yourself. They're holding back though. Yeah, but why? Down two more points and this after hearing his notions of social policy not to mention his wishful thinking that he is calling security policy. Are people really gonna be that stupid? Are they really gonna be that short-sighted? He's got the only issue people care about. Oh, I know. The planet. That's all anybody wants to talk about is that frakin' planet. Excuse my... my language, Tory, I'm sorry. I know in my gut that settling on this planet's gonna mean disaster for humanity. And I will not say otherwise just to win an election. As you wish, Madam President. So I guess I should start packing up my office unless you have some super secret backup plan for victory in your pocket. There's always a backup plan for victory. Just in time for the priest. Oh, good. Send him in. 18 hours. They're taking their good sweet time out there. They could've overrun us at any point during the night. They're up to something. What are we up to? Got any brilliant ideas in that military brain of yours? Do the same thing we always do. Fight 'em till we can't. What do you think? Let's get a recon crew together. Scout the area. Figure out what's going on out there. They're gone. They just left. Thank the gods! It's a miracle. Let us pray. Lords of Kobol, we trust in your benevolence and praise your righteousness. Give the people of this fleet the wisdom to see the goodness and the strength of your servant, Laura Roslin. Amen. We are not moving to that planet. If Baltar wins the election - Baltar won't win - If he does, then what? We're gonna sit on this ship while everyone else gets a new life? My job is to protect the fleet from the Cylons and that's exactly what I'll be doing. If you want to move down there, be my guest. Go down and cat around with all the men. Have yourself a good old time. Saul, I want you. (PHONE RINGS) XO. You gotta be kidding me. I'll be right down. Starbuck's back. I gotta get down there. Am I good or what? There's gonna be no living with her now. It's good to see you. Welcome back. Thank you, sir. I brought some friends with me. I see. Wow, um, this is Samuel T Anders. I know who he is. Damn good to meet you, sir. Caprica Buccaneers. That's right. Hell of a player. Picon Panther fan, myself. We enjoyed beating them too. It's good to have you aboard. Thank you. I have news. Good news, actually. The Cylon occupation is over. They left. They're gone. What are you talking about? It's true. The Cylons have left the colonies. They're headed for greener pastures. Security! What the hell? Don't move! He's a Cylon. Back off, Chief. We got it. Well, this is an awkward moment. Yes, uh, he's right, I'm a Cylon. And I have a message... ..so take me to your leader. Take him to the brig. Take that to the brig too. What? Admiral, she didn't know. Don't... even start. Of course she knew. Welcome to Galactica. I'm here to deliver a message. After that, you can do whatever you want with me. I don't care. Would you mind telling me what's going on? I'm not a fraking Cylon. I'm not... Oh. Well,... OK then. Sorry to bust up your day, brother. But there's been a change of plans. It's been decided that occupation of the colonies was an error. But the war heroes have managed to swing opinion over to their side. What heroes? A six and an eight. One of the eights you know as Sharon Valerii. Their voices carry a lot of weight. So when they started talking about our mistakes and our corruption and our need for a new beginning, the rest of us listened. You see, we're not like you. We can admit our mistakes and we're not afraid of change. My mission here is simple. I'm to tell you that you've been given a reprieve. Cylon and man will now go their separate ways, no harm done. No harm? You completely annihilated our race and destroyed our civilisation. Now if you going to start pointing fingers - Where did the Cylons go? Back to their home world? Well, I'd rather not say just now. Er, let's just say we have other plans. New marching orders by your one true god. There is no god. Supernatural divinities are the primitive's answer for why the sun goes down at night. At least that's what we've been telling the others for years. Can't really prove it one way or the other, of course. I know a way to prove it. Throw them both out the air lock. Let them see if there really is a Cylon god. (WHOOSH!) (POP!) Ballots from the Adriatic. D? 'It's been an exciting day.' 'The election has been a real roller-coaster ride.' The polls now have been closed for about five hours. Results have come in and it's been a see-saw battle between the Presidential candidates all night long as we expected. "Uh, we're still waiting for a few more numbers to come in now from the counting room of Galactica, which, uh, I must tell you as some of you may know, was a source of controversy yesterday." "Councilman Zarek had filed a formal complaint against the, uh, use of... military involvement in the election process." "Now it's just reached a compromise, was just reached late yesterday allowing Galactica to provide security for the balloting as well as civilians to oversee and monitor the situation." "Yes, OK. We have some more votes coming in here..." "We're still not done." "But what we have so far is 6,282 more votes for Baltar." Which puts his total now to... 21,569. Is that, that correct? And we also have Roslin. Her total now is at 17,754. "We've had 2,981 more votes come in for Roslin at this time." "So that is how things are looking at this point." "We'll continue our up-to-the-minute coverage as the count progresses." Yeah, it's me. Is this a secure line? OK. There are only five ships left to report in. We need to move now. I'll take care of it. Lieutenant,... I'll be right back. Are those the ballots from the Zephyr? Yes, sir. Alright, we'll take it from here. We were told to take these to the ballot room. Counting has begun. We'll take it from here. "Uh, we have some more results that have come in here now." "And, uh..." Wow. OK, 8,593 for Roslin now, which puts her over the top. "That's 24,265 for Laura Roslin." "Is that correct? And 22,366 for Gaius Baltar." "We're gonna check these because that has put her over the top." "She-She has done it. She has retained the presidency in an improbable comeback in the final hours of the campaign." Again, we would, of course, like to check those numbers, if we could. But it appears that Laura Roslin has retained the presidency in defiance of the polls, pundits, and purveyors of gloom and doom. "I've never seen a political race end like this but it has happened." "I am James McManus. We'll check those numbers and return shortly." "Thank you." (CLICKS) I've seen a lot of elections, Gaius. Most honest, a few fixed. You can always tell the fixed ones because they don't make sense. And this doesn't make sense. Laura Roslin is many things. But she's not corrupt. And she's not dishonest. It's over. Congratulations, Madam President. Oh, thank you. "I hope you don't take this the wrong way. But are you as shocked as I am?" I'm relieved. "Well, you don't sound it." I'm just tired. It's been a long campaign. Colonel, may I speak to you for a moment? What's up? Sir, I'm afraid these ballots from the Zephyr are wrong. What the hell are you talking about? Doctor Baltar's name is spelled correctly on these ballots. This morning, the Zephyr called and said their ballots had a misprint. They misspelt Baltar's first name. We hadn't time to print new ballots so I told them on my authority to go ahead and use them anyway. Baltar's name is spelled correctly so they can't come from the Zephyr. They're frauds, sir. There's a complete chain of custody from the Zephyr all the way here. So someone in the chain is either a perpetrator or a willing ally. Thanks for bringing this to my attention. I'll take care of it. Yes, sir. We should at least notify the civilian observers and the press that these ballots- I said I'll take care of it from here. Yes, sir. Madam President, you should celebrate. "It's a great victory and you've earned it. (PHONE BLEEPS)" Excuse me. "Admiral, we'll talk later." "Thank you." Adama. "Yes, sir. This is Lieutenant Gaeta." Sir,... I don't know how to say this. Fast and straight, I'd advise. "Yes, sir." Admiral, I believe that Colonel Tigh is involved in a conspiracy to rig the election for President Roslin. When I confronted the colonel, he admitted his guilt. He said he acted in collusion with your campaign manager, Tori Foster. Saul said Tori contacted him a few days ago. He did it because he felt that Baltar as President would be a disaster. I said I agreed... but that what he had done was illegal. A judicial tribunal may have to be convened. Stop. I gave Tori the go-ahead. I didn't know exactly what she was planning. I certainly didn't know about Colonel Tigh. Oh, my gods! But I did know that she was planning to fix the vote. You tried to steal an election? Yes, I did. And I got caught. But Gaius Baltar cannot become President of the Colonies, Bill. It cannot happen. Laura,... I don't want him as President either but - He's working with the Cylons. I saw him just before the attack on Caprica... ..with a copy of the tall blonde Cylon woman, the same model who accused Baltar of treason before disappearing. What the hell are you saying? Why didn't you say something before this? Because I didn't remember seeing him with that woman until I remembered as I was dying. I know how it sounds but it's real. The same way Kobol is real.. and the Tomb of Athena is real... ..and the map to Earth is real. Baltar is working with the Cylons. Even if that's true, you have no proof. No, I don't. Do we steal the results of a democratic election or not? That's the decision. Because if we do this, we're criminals. Unindicted, maybe... but criminals just the same. Yes, we are. You won't do it. We've gone this far but that's it. Excuse me? You try to steal this election, you'll die inside,... likely move your cancer right to your heart. The people made their choice. We're gonna have to live with it. It's the wrong choice. Yes, it is. Alright. Alright, alright... So that's it. We just give it up, just like that. The battle, perhaps. But not the war. Well, the important thing is the error was discovered and corrected. You've been elected President. Congratulations. Thank you very much, Admiral. Now about this error, exactly what kind of an error could have occurred on your ship that could've swung several thousand votes away from me in favour of your preferred candidate, Admiral? As soon as I have the time, there will be an investigation. I suggest that you take your victory and you leave it at that, Doctor. I think you'll find I can be magnanimous in victory, Admiral. And I believe the correct honorific at this time is Mr President Elect. Set a course for New Caprica. Jump completed. We are in orbit around New Caprica. We have all ships present and accounted for, sir. Send word to the Pegasus to launch their ground team onto the surface. Let's get a good look at our new home. Gods help us all. (SIGHS) Well... well,... I think my ability to see you will no doubt be constrained by the responsibilities and the requirements of my new position. Listen to me. "My-My new position." Erm,... but obviously, we, um,... ..we will have the chance to connect, to, er, to get together again on New Caprica once- I'm not going to New Caprica. What? What are you talking about? I'm not going to New Caprica. We're all going to New Caprica. All of us. Every last, single one of us! It's our chance to be together. To be together again. No. I can't do this anymore. Stay. If you'll raise your right hand and repeat after me. "I, Gaius Baltar, do now avow and affirm." I, Gaius Baltar, do now avow and affirm. "That I take the office of President of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol without any moral reservation or mental evasion." That I take the office of President of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol without any moral reservation or mental evasion. "That I will protect and defend the articles of colonisation." That I will protect and defend the articles of colonisation. "With every fibre of my being." With every fibre of my being. Congratulations, Mr President. (RADIO) "(APPLAUSE)" "I accept the role offered to me by the Colonies with humility and gratitude. Thank you." "(APPLAUSE)" "No-no, wait." And now... because it was the first will of the people, I'm going to sign my first executive order requiring to immediately establish settlements... ..on the planet we have come to know as New Caprica. "(APPLAUSE)" "(BLEEPS)" You have your orders. "(BLEEPS RAPIDLY)" 1 We suspect the warhead was stolen from your lab and smuggled aboard Cloud 9 by a Cylon agent. I don't suppose I could interest you in a cup of tea? Mr President. This may be the first step in a coordinated Cylon attack. I suggest our first priority be to focus in on internal security. No. No, I don't think so. Our first priority is to the people. See that they are safely established on New Caprica. Once that's accomplished,... ..we can put this tragedy behind us. You're not listening. I don't have to listen. I'm the president. The settlement begins and it begins now. (SIGHS) Mr President. President Baltar. Good morning, sir. Good morning, sir. (GROANS) Mr President, the Union needs their answer. The Union. If it's not the Union, it's the Quorum. If it's not the Quorum, it's the People's Council. (SIGHS) We survived a nuclear holocaust, Mr Gaeta, and the people complain about the weather. It's hardly the weather - Well, whatever it is! How many Cylon attacks have there been since I took office? How many? None, sir. None. Precisely. So, why do the people complain? Tell the Union to do some fraking work for a change before I round up their leaders and hold them in detention. I'll tell them, Mr President. Thank you. (GROANS) Morning. Where's my-Where's my pills? (TANNOY ANNOUNCEMENT / HUBBUB) Hey, have you seen Sam? I think he's over there. Thanks. (COUGHS HEAVILY) Sam, you idiot! I have been looking for you everywhere. Argh! What the hell are you thinking? Looks like I'm in trouble. Doc Cottle is here. You're supposed to be in bed. I would rather work this out of my system. Sam, come on. Come on. Duty calls. Hey, you gotta be tough! Let's go, Anders. Tomorrow. Same time, same score. I can't believe I married a moron. Are you OK? (COUGHS) I'm fine. (COUGHS HEAVILY) Hey, Doc. So? There's fluid in the lungs. It's probably pneumonia. So, give him something. I'd love to. I've been out of antibiotics for months. So what? That's it? I have a lot of patients to see, but he's young and he's strong. Make him rest, keep him warm. With a little luck, he'll make it. Son of a bitch! OK. Everybody have that so far? (CHILDREN) Yes. Good. You're listening. Why don't you look at chapter 10? It's the history of the 12 colonies. It's really interesting. That's right. Our problems are homework for everyone tonight. (GROANS / CHEERS) Now some of you are going to stay and help me with the art project. Everyone else, your parents are here. Get your stuff, let's go. Good job. Yeah. OK. Bye, honey. Thanks. Good job. You know what, why don't you and the baby go on? I'll finish up here. Are you sure? Yes. Go ahead. A bubble head. I love this. Are you staying? (BABY GURGLES) Oh! (PEOPLE CHATTER) (BABY CRIES) (PA) "Section seven power grid is temporarily shut down." '(WHOOSHING)' Hey, what's going on? It's for you. Who is it? It's for you. Who is it? Right. (COMM) "What do you want?" I need a favour. Is that right? I hear that you're, um, hoarding a bunch of antibiotics for the pilots. Where did you hear that? Anders is sick. He has pneumonia, Lee. (COMM) "I think that he might die." (CONSOLE BEEPS) Commander. Wait. Yeah, Lieutenant, what is it? I'm not sure. Picking up something on DRADIS. DRADIS? How can you see anything in that soup? There it is. What is it? Wait, what is that? Oh, my Gods! It's a Cylon fleet. They found us. They found us. (COMM) "We have to get out of here, sir." We can't leave those people. It's taken us forever just to get to action stations over here. "We're in no shape for a fight, sir." They'll be wiped out. "We don't have a choice. We need to get out of here right now." All decks finally report condition one, sir. Should we launch the alert fighters? No. Begin jump prep. We're leaving. But we'll be back. Start your prep. Mr President! Mr President?! Don't you knock? Gaius. Gaius! Yeah, what is it? The Cylons just jumped into orbit... and the fleet's jumped away. (RATTLING) '(AIRCRAFT ENGINES WHOOSH)' Judgement day. (PEOPLE CHATTER) How did you find us? Oh, it was quite by accident, actually. We were over a light-year away from here when we detected the radiation signature of a nuclear detonation. Very well. On behalf of the people of the Twelve Colonies,... ..I surrender. What do you wanna do now, Captain? The same thing we always do. 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