Previously on Battlestar Galactica... We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Leoben. I'm looking forward to spending a little more time with you, Starbuck. We have a lot to talk about! It's gonna be fun. Congratulations, Commander. The Pegasus is your command. Hey, I am picking up a large planetary body. It's habitable... We may have just found a world that can support human life. I know in my gut that settling on this planet's going to mean disaster for humanity. And I will not say otherwise just to win an election. I take the office of President of the 12 Colonies of Kobol and 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. If you want to move down there, go ahead. Be my guest. Go down and cat around with all the men. Saul...I want you. At last, a safe haven we can call home. Oh, my gods... It's a Cylon fleet. They found us. We have to get out of here, sir. We can't just leave all those people behind. There's nothing we can do. 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! Begin Jump prep. We're leaving. But we'll be back... Cylons just Jumped into orbit. And the fleet's Jumped away. They've left us... On behalf of the people of the 12 Colonies... ..I surrender. I'm looking for Kara Thrace. HEARTBEAT PULSES HAUNTING MELODY PLAYS DISTANT SCREAMING DOOR OPENS HE CLEARS THROAT HE CHUCKLES Do you know that every time they take you out of this cell, we come in here and we change those little hash marks on your little calendar there you're trying to hide. HE LAUGHS Potatoes, gravy, even some carrots. Heavenly Father, we thank you for the bounty of this table. Yes. Yes. MAN GROANS Come on! Don't stop! Come on! Come on! You son of a bitch! Son of a bitch! Yeah! HE GROANS LOUDLY Ahh, baby! Ahh! HE PANTS AND LAUGHS All right, we're armed. BEEPING They're inbound. Let's move! I need a knife. Thank you. You're welcome. I must say I quite enjoyed that. I'm so glad... And, uh... ..when do I get what I want? I believe that's happening right now. TAPPING We reviewed your case today. And I must say there was great disappointment on the review committee. Come on. We got to get you processed. It'll take an hour or so. Bureaucracy must be served. But if you're lucky, you'll get home by dinner time. Colonel... ..come on. I'm not going to hold this door open forever. OVER TANNOY: Attention, New Capricans. Affective immediately, potable water... Saul! Oh! Gods... Gods... What did they do to you? It's all right, I'm out. That's all that matters. Let's get out of here. OK. HE GROANS DEVICE BEEPS OK. Ready? Now! TRIGGER CLICKS Oh, for gods' sakes. Come on, come on! Is that thing going to work or what? Whoo! Worked that time. Go...go, go! Frakin' insurgents. You look... ..so lovely tonight. STRAINED: I'll see you soon, Kara. Take your time. "134th day of the Cylon occupation of New Caprica. "Today is Mars Day. "Somehow it seems appropriate to honour the god of war on a day "when it feels like perpetual war is the only realistic prospect for us. "We've had no contact with Galactica since it left four months ago. "But I refuse to believe that Adama has abandoned us. "Our insurgency has been striking back against the Cylons "whenever and wherever possible. "Although at times these attacks seem like futile gestures, "I believe that they are critical to moral, "to maintaining some measure of hope. "But in order for the insurgency to have a more meaningful impact, "we need to strike a high-profile target. "It is simply not enough to kill Cylons, because they don't die. "They resurrect themselves, and they continue to walk among us. "It is horrifying. "The Cylon Occupation Authority continues to exert complete control "over the city and we remain at their mercy. "The Colonial Government under President Gaius Baltar functions "in name only." Let's review why we're here, shall we? We're supposed to bring the word of "God" to the people, right? To save humanity from damnation by bringing the love of "God" to these poor, benighted people. We're here because a majority of the Cylon felt that the slaughter of mankind had been a mistake. We're here to find a new way to live in peace as God wants us to live. And it's been a fun ride so far. But I want to clarify our objectives. If we're bringing the word of God, then it follows that we should employ any means necessary to do so, any means. Yes, fear is a key article of faith, as I understand it. So perhaps it's time to instil a little more fear into the people's hearts and minds. Let's, uh... Let's execute Baltar. What? What?! That's not going to happen. Just because he's your favourite toy, shouldn't be allowed to interfere with the larger issues here. I think that I have cooperated... Gaius is with me! Anyone who wants to challenge that will have to deal with me. Well, it doesn't matter. If we'd killed him at the beginning, it might have worked. But now, most humans think of him as a traitor, and would actually cheer his death. Fine, fine... We don't kill Baltar. We round up the leaders of the insurgency and we execute them, publicly. We round up at random groups off the street, and we execute them, publicly. Send a message that the gloves are coming off. The insurgency stops now, or else we start reducing the human population to a more manageable size. I don't know, say, uh...less than 1,000. We need to stop being butchers! The entire point of coming here was to start a new way of life. To push past the conflict that's separated us from humans for so long. And what has it gotten us? It's not like they welcomed us with...with... Frak it. Never mind... You're all living in a fantasy world. Consider the irony in that! LAUGHS: Delusional machines. What's the universe going to come up with next? Is it really worth it, Caprica? Is the love of that man really worth possibly losing all of this? If you ever experienced love, you wouldn't have to ask. "In recent months, the Cylons have been recruiting and training humans "in an attempt to establish a human police force. "It is hard to think of anything more despicable than humans "doing the dirty work of the Cylons, "led to believe they were merely taking the civilian security "out of the hands of the Cylons. "And members of the human police have since become an extension of the Cylons' Corporeal Authority. "And while their names are kept deeply confidential, there is no question... "some of them are people we might least expect. "Hundreds of us have been rounded up by the Cylons, held in detention, questioned, tortured. "Others...have simply vanished. "In recent weeks, we've been gaining access to some very important documents "from a source within Baltar's administration. "No-one knows who this mysterious benefactor is. "But he communicates with the insurgents by means of a secret signal. "We pray every day for the men and women who risk their lives to fight the Cylons. "They have everything to lose. "And such little hope of something to gain." Hey, Jake. Here we go. Sh. Looks like Mommy's going to get some sleep tonight after all. Sometimes I hate everything about this place. Sometimes it's... ..it's magic. I got to go. I'll be back in a couple hours. One of these days, you're just not going to come back, are you? You'll just vanish, and...that'll be it. I'll never see you again. Nick will never know his father. Couple hours. I promise. Good to see you, Colonel. It's good to be seen. I know you're wondering, so I'll save you the trouble. The eye is gone. Ripped it right out onto the floor. Picked it up and showed it to me. Looked like a hard-boiled egg. Big boom today. Hope that was you two. Oh, yeah. Heavy raider too. Good men. What's our next target? Well...I got these today. They're security plans for the graduation ceremony at the New Caprica Police Academy. These are right out of the ministry files. Where are you getting this stuff? Who's your source? I have no idea... Source won't tell me what their name is. It's probably safer for all of us. We've been getting stuff like this for weeks. Humans working for the Cylons. Makes you want to puke. Yeah, well, all the top occupation brass is going to be at the graduation. Even...President Baltar. Gaius Baltar? Yes, sir. I think we can get a shot at him too. The problem is, it's going to be tough avoiding human casualties. Don't avoid them. Send a message - you work with the Cylons, you're a target. No boundaries for the Cylons. There's no boundaries for us! Anything we can do to nail that son of a bitch Gaius Baltar is worth doing! Where are we on the wireless? Uh...nowhere. Every day, we try and contact the Raptor, and every day the Cylons jam the transmission. I've asked for the inside source to tell us which of the Cylon jamming frequencies are the weakest, but so far, I got nothing. You guys are dreaming. There's no Raptor there, OK? There hasn't been one for the past four months, either. Galactica's not coming back. They're not. Accept it. Watch your frakkin' mouth! There's a Raptor out there every day, listening for a wireless call. It's out there because that was the plan if anything happened. And it's out there because the old man isn't just going to leave us to the Cylons. The old man left me to the Cylons, Colonel. And if it wasn't for my wife being a royal pain in the ass, and refusing to let it go, I would be dead a year now. Any word on Kara? Nothing... In four months. DOOR OPENS Hi, honey. I'm home. You kill me...I download. I come back. We start over... Five times now. I'm trying to help you, Kara. I only want you to see the truth of your life. The reason why you suffered and you struggled for so long. That's why God sent me to you. That's why God wants us to be together. You're right... You're right. And I hear you. I do. Good. So thank you. You're welcome. Thank you for putting up with me. I'm so sorry. Put it down, Kara. Just put it down. I'm a patient man. You're not a man. And I'm willing to wait. You just need more time. I don't need more frakkin' time. It's never going to happen. Of course it's going to happen. You're going to hold me in your arms. You're going to embrace me. You're going to tell me that you love me. I've seen it. You're insane... To know the face of God is to know madness. I'm going to bed. Be nice if you joined me. Either way, you'll be spending the night with me. I do love you, Kara Thrace. Goodnight. Let me out! Let me out of here! I don't belong here! Let me out! LET ME OUT! OVER COMMS: Boomtrack, adjust yourself a rolling 20 degrees. Snowbird three, get information. OK, Snowbirds, let's nail this exercise. How many times are we going to run this thing? What, you're not having fun yet? Come on, focus, Snowbirds! Snowbirds, Galactica - regroup into deployment formation and proceed to position one. Snowbird One to Snowbirds - drop point in eight seconds. OK, Snowbirds, let's get this deployment bang on. The admiral's watching every move. Roger, Kat. We go on your command. Bomb bay doors open. All Vipers, break now, now, now! Deploy drones on my mark. Three...two...one... ..mark! BEEPING Frak me! Gods damn it, Snowbird four! What the hell happened? Can the chatter, Snowbirds! This is the CAG - abort manoeuvre. I say again - decoy squadron, abort manoeuvre. Roger that, leader. Snowbirds, fall back. Abort drill. Await further instructions. Hey, get off my wings. Galactica, Kat - it is a mess out there. We got decoy drones heading every which way. Request instructions. Roger that, Kat. Abort acknowledged. You're approaching bingo fuel anyway. Bring your birds back home. Belay that. Strike my last. Stand by. Launch a tanker bird. Let them practice their in-flight refuelling before they recover the drones. Have them run the exercise one more time. Yes, sir. 16 times now, sir. The next one will be 17, won't it? Yes, sir. Launch the tanker. All units, Galactica - recover drones and prepare to run training mission again. We're launching the tanker bird. Tanker? Once you've tanked up, head back to position Alpha and prepare for training run 17. Galactica out. What the frak are they doing over there? This is the commander. Get the Admiral on the line. Admiral, considering how long our pilots have been in the air, I suggest we recall the birds and scrub the training exercise. If we can't do this in a training scenario, how the hell are we supposed to pull this off with Cylon raiders on our asses?! Huh? Tell me! What the frak do you want from me? I don't know how we're supposed to do any of this crap at half-strength! OVER COMMS: Collision! We've had a collision. Give me your status, Kat. Bingo, Molar, speak to me! I'm losing flight control! I got red lights all across the board! Kat, I'm in a lateral spin and losing hydraulics. My wing's clipped. Galactica, Kat - I'm declaring an emergency. Requesting priority landing for two bent birds. Pull them in! Yes, sir. Roger that, Kat. Bring your birds back home. This whole thing is frakking insane. We got two ships at half-strength. We got crews that haven't seen action in a year and a half. And you're acting like the only problem is they're not working hard enough. Have you taken a look at yourself in the mirror lately? You're weak, soft! Mentally and physically. This isn't about me. You've had four months to get your act together. And so far, all you've been able to frakkin' do is to complain and whine about how hard it is. Well, guess what. It's gonna get a lot harder. Do you understand me? Now I want you to turn around and get your fat ass out of here. Get your men ready! Or I'll find someone who can. DISMISSED! I don't like this one, Colonel. I think we're the ones crossing the line here. It's the only way it's going to work. Kid's got access and clearance. You got to be square on this. You can't back out once you start. I'm not backing out. It's wrong, Colonel. You know that, don't you? He's a soldier, Chief. Not the first time we've sent a soldier on a one-way mission. You know that, don't you? This is different... This is our best chance to take out Gaius Baltar. Maybe the only one. We're sure as frak going to take it. Every since they killed Nora... ..I got nothing to live for. All right... You look me in the eye, and you tell me that you are committed to this. I'm committed. All right... May the gods be with you. Some things you just don't do, Colonel. Not even in war. Well, maybe you'll feel different when you're sitting in detention. Duck volunteered. He's going. It's a hard thing to say, but... ..it seems like I don't know who my son is any more. Same goes for the crew of the ship. I feel pretty much alone. Except maybe for you. I wish I could go back a year and tell that Admiral Adama about this conversation. A year's a long time. Can I ask you something very personal? Do you feel guilty about leaving the people behind on New Caprica? I don't do guilt. You know... ..a year ago... ..when you put me in the cell... ..I was at a crossroads. I sat in here for weeks, just consumed with rage at all the things that had happened to me. And at some point, I realised it was all just guilt. I was angry at myself for the choices I had made. Betraying my people... ..and losing the baby. So...I had a choice. I could either move forward or stay in the past. But the only way to move forward... ..was to forgive myself. You know, I don't think we can survive. I don't think...the fleet or Galactica or the people on New Caprica can survive... ..unless the man at the top finds a way...to forgive himself. Two of our pilots almost got killed because they've been in the cockpit for 11 hours. And he wants to bust my balls. "You're soft"... Can you believe that? What? Oh, you agree. Is that it? Forget it. I'm not looking for a fight. Oh, no, no, no, no. Don't do that. You got something to say, come out and say it. He's right... You are soft. I'm not talking about the weight. You've lost your edge. Your confidence. You lost your war, Lee. And the truth is, you're a soldier who needs a war. And you don't want to hear it, because you've got it in your head that your father's the soldier. And you sure don't want to be like him. But you are like him. You're more like him than you know. That's one of the reasons I married you. BEEPING OK, it's working. I think... Is it working or isn't it? HE SIGHS They keep jamming us. So much for our source on the inside. BEEPING Ten minutes left. And lots of nothing on the wireless, as usual. Keep an eye out for Raiders. Last listening bird almost got popped by a pair yesterday. I almost got it. HIGH-FREQUENCY BEEPING Ow, frak! Turn that thing down! It's working. Time's up. Spin up the FTL and get ready to go. Hold on. I'm picking something up. It's a Colonial transmission. It's a low power signal, but...the recognition codes match. Oh, yeah. We got a link to the ground. OK, send the coded response. Spin up the drive, and let's get the hell back to Galactica. I've got a signal. A Raptor just made contact with us. What's it say? "Will make contact this frequency every 12 hours. "Prepare SITREP for Command Authority. "Have hope. We're coming for you." We made contact. I say again, we made contact with the ground. Colonel Tigh has formed an insurgent group against the Cylons, and now they're ready and waiting for instructions on how to co-ordinate the rescue effort. It's gonna be OK. It's really going to be OK. These are all the surveillance pictures taken by the insurgents. I think we can match names to about 50 of these photos. But our best guess puts the total police force at around 200. 200? I wouldn't have believed there'd be 20 people who would turn against their own kind. I want those names. I want the rest of the names. That's tough. The Cylons are afraid the population will go after any human who joins the New Caprica Police. As well they should. I... I know I haven't lived a model life... I made a lot of mistakes... But I'm going to need your protection today. KNOCKING Mr President. Morning, Gaeta. It's time...for the graduation ceremony. Oh, yes... HE SIGHS The ceremony. About the ceremony...there's been a change of plan. I won't be going. Security concern. Don't look so worried. There'll be other graduations. Right, OK. I'll just... ..let the staff know. I think we should call off the strike. There's no reason to go forward with it if the Galactica's going to come back. What, and pass up a golden opportunity to kill Gaius Baltar? Other than that, Colonel, I fail to see the point. Think with your head, Chief, not with your heart. The only way they stand a chance of getting us off this rock is if the Cylons are too distracted battling a full-blown uprising when they get here. All right, if your source on the inside says Baltar's not going to be there, abort. Otherwise, stick with the plan. Hey, Duck. Fall in! Good morning. And welcome to all graduates. You are the hope. You are the dream of a new tomorrow for humans and Cylon alike. And I salute you... For the risks that you have taken for just showing up today. Today, you begin a new career and a new life as provisional police officers. And looking out across this room, I see that the significance of this new path is not lost on you. Congratulations. It's good to have you with us. Congratulations, Sergeant. To meet you is a pleasure. Congratulations, Captain. It's great to have you with us. I'll see you soon, Nora. Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Able 2022