Previously on Battlestar Galactica... Looks like Mommy's going to get some sleep tonight after all. Cally! Stay the frak away from me! I heard you. You're Cylons. ALARM BEEPS I know that you've been spending a lot of time interrogating the Six. I'm not torturing her, if that's what you're worried about. Cottle tells me she's pregnant. Are you just going to lie down and quit? I was wrong about everything. And all those people who listened and trusted me, they're dead. We will find a new home. This is a promise...I intend to keep. Get the Cylon base ship on the horn. See if our new allies want to come along for the ride. Frak... Uh. HE COUGHS "There is a languor of the life... "..more imminent than pain. "Tis pain's successor... "..when the soul has suffered all it can." I don't see anything. Wait, I see something. Where? Right there. Wait... No? I thought I saw it. Saw what? Everyone, shut the frak up for a second. Got it. There. Yeah, there it is. I see it. I see it! Oh, my God, there it is. It's so beautiful! I still don't see anything. Try looking with your eyes... Eye. Here, Colonel. See, this is the head, shoulder, and there's a little hand. I'll be damned. It's our baby, Saul. Our baby. I need a drink. Here. Next best thing. That's a lot of smoking around a pregnant lady. She'll live. Look at that, Saul. Do you know what that is, really? That's the future of the entire Cylon race. It doesn't even have a name yet and already loading up on the expectations. All he has to do is be born. No Cylon-Cylon pairing has ever produced a child, ever. Believe me, it's been tried. That means it's... That means it's possible for our race to survive, even without resurrection. Huh. The Cylon nation will survive. Ishay, get me the foetal monitor. I want to work up a complete biophysical profile on this, uh, saviour. Oh, sorry, Felix. He's backed up today, but he shouldn't be much longer. No problem. At least the Cylons are having fun, right? DISTANT LAUGHTER I mean, Earth's incinerated, Dee's dead, suicides are up, Fleet's a mess, president's missing in action, but got to make sure the Cylons are taken care of. Rub this into the skin. It will help with the drying and the chapping, all right? No, no, frak that. I've gone through two jars of that stuff already. It doesn't do anything. The end cap needs to be refitted. I already told him it's too high on one side, but he won't listen. I'm sorry, Felix. I'm really sorry. Look, I promise I will get you in there as soon as I can. It's just been crazy... I need help! I need help! It's busy today, Chief. He's peeing blood. It's going to be a while. We'll get him to bed three. I'll go and get the doctor. Sorry. No problem. Ishay, where's the damn foetal monitor? Can't keep those toasters waiting. Right. Admiral! Admiral! REPORTERS CLAMOUR Is Colonel Tigh still serving as Executive Officer, and aren't you concerned about having a Cylon as second in command? I'm not going to discuss military protocol, or chain of command. REPORTERS CLAMOUR Admiral! Yes. Is it true you're contemplating forming a permanent alliance with the rebel Cylons currently in this fleet? I'm not going to talk about hypotheticals. REPORTERS CLAMOUR Mr Vice President, would you support such a move? No comment. Serious. Unbelievable! Where is President Roslin? Thank you, Playa. The president is resting comfortably aboard Galactica. Last question. Yes, Seku. Do you have any information on the identity of the fifth Cylon? We believe the fifth Cylon to be dead. But you're not sure. No, but we believe she died some time ago... She? How do you know it was a woman? REPORTERS CLAMOUR That was the last question. Thank you all very much for coming. REPORTERS CLAMOUR My gods, I can't believe I said that. What was that about? Forget about it. A permanent alliance between this government and Cylons, any Cylons, is out of the question. I hope you both know that. Yeah, well, it's not your call. Is it yours? Are you the president again? Sorry, I get confused what your job is on any given day. Laura Roslin is still the president. She'll make the final call. And where is Laura Roslin? Oh, that's right. Resting comfortably aboard Galactica. Funny as she kind of dropped out of sight ever since her prophecies about Earth turned out to be a bunch of crap. We're done here. Just try to shove an alliance down the Cylon's throats, there will be consequences, Admiral. I promise you. Thank you, Mr Zarek. Makes it a little bit easier to know who to hold responsible if there's an unfortunate incident. I'm not hard to find, Admiral. I'm right here. Running the Government. For now. (SEABIRD CALLS) - Leo. - Sunscreen. - There we go. Boom. (CHUCKLES GENTLY) (PLAYERS SHOUT, WHISTLES TRILL) - Mia. (WHISTLE TRILLS) - Hi, guys. Come on in. Nice and gentle. Look. You're all finished. - Easy. The feeling on the base ship is that we'd rather take our chances with you than risk running into Cavil's forces alone. We? Yeah. We, the Cylons. That description fit anyone around here you know? Have this discussion another time. What about the FTL question? It's possible. It's labour intensive, a lot of grunt work, but we should be able to upgrade all the jump drives in the entire Fleet with Cylon technology. Not going to be easy to sell the Quorum on this one. Frak the Quorum. These are civilian ships. What are you going to do? Upgrade their engines at gunpoint? We need the Quorum to get civilian cooperation. All right. What will it take to get the Quorum to sign off? Well, the first issue's going to be whether we can make these upgrades with Galactica personnel only. It's one thing to accept Cylon technology. It's quite another to have actual Cylons aboard their ships. I barely understand this stuff. I'm... We...are going to need teams of Sharons and Sixes... possibly Leobens just to do the installations. Don't go nuts. We got to sell 'em on it, point out the benefits. Athena tells me the upgrade should triple the Fleet's jump capacity. Absolutely. And that's conservative. Their technology... Our technology, is way ahead of ours. Yours. Maybe you'd like a chart to keep it all straight. What do you think? Well... ..tripling jump capacity triples our chances of finding a habitable planet before we run out of food and fuel. That I might be able to sell. What's the catch? Cos there is a catch, right, former Chief? We want to be part of the Fleet. Not just along for the ride. Full members, citizens, seat in the Quorum, the whole thing. What? Are you insane? Non-negotiable. You want Cylon technology. We want safety in case Cavil's forces arrive. Now, if we're citizens, your oath states that you protect us just like everybody else. And the other Cylons, do you really think that will guarantee your safety? Yes, they do. I've convinced them that the Admiral takes these certain things very seriously, that he would rather lose the Fleet than break the oath. Unlike certain other people. Unlike certain other people. I understand your argument. It makes sense from their perspective. You're not seriously thinking about this? Sir. You're not seriously thinking about this, Sir? All options are on the table, Mr Gaeta. This is a political decision. I'll have to run it by the President. Thank you all. Admiral, could I have a word? Acute renal failure. I think we caught it in time to manage with dialysis. However, there is a chance that this could lead to chronic renal failure. And if that happens, he's going to lose a kidney. What's the next step, what do I do? Give some blood, build up a supply? We have enough of his type in the blood bank. He's half Cylon. You got a lot of half Cylon blood just lying around, do you? No, no, you're right, I hadn't thought about that. We should tap a vein and start a supply right away. This is ridiculous, you have to tell him! Ishay! Tell me what? This little boy could die! His father should know. Ishay, zip it! What the hell is she talking about? We'll talk about this later. I guess you'd better come with me. Hey, buddy. How's it going? Daddy's just going to be there... All right. This is going to be a shock. But I want you to know that I was bound by doctor-patient confidentiality in this. Even though she's dead now, it still applied. Cally. You're talking about Cally. What the frak does she...? SHE SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY I'm not his father, am I? I'm sorry. She found out she was pregnant just before you got married. She wasn't sure that you were the father. She wanted me to terminate the pregnancy. The procedure is illegal, but there are ways around it. However, she decided to keep it. Then later on, she asked me to do a paternity test because she wanted to know. And it wasn't me. Who? He doesn't know either. And I'll be damned if he's going to find out that he's a father from a pissed off former deck chief with a Cylon chip on his shoulder. No, I'll have to tell him. I'll tell him and then the two of you can work it out on your own. Take care... Great. You know, the President stopped returning my calls. She's going through a rough patch. We all are. But she'll get through it. It just takes time. OK. But we need to know how she stands in this citizenship thing sooner rather than later. Ill talk to you about it later. Give me the President. PHONE RINGS RINGING CONTINUES Ooh. Agh... If we can sway the public opinion towards us, or at least not against us, you think that Zarek and the quorum can be handled? He's probably right. Agh. Oh, I'm so stiff. You sure you up for this? Yeah, sure... It's just... I'm just stretching, a little aerobics. Truth is, I haven't felt this good in months. Oh, it hurts. That's good. When do you have to go in for another Doloxan treatment? Tomorrow. Good. Lee thinks, and I agree with him, you should address the fleet, make a public declaration that an alliance with the Cylons is critical for our long term survival. Sure. Not just yet, though. I need a little time. It's what I told them. We need you, Laura. I know that you're tired, but we need you. I hear you. I do... Trust me. I need a little time. Go... Go. Just don't overdo it, all right? I won't. SHE GROANS INDISTINCT CHATTER Captain Thrace... Whatever it is, I'm not in the mood, Felix. Asking permission to give a frack about your mood. OK, let's have it. You tried to throw me out of an airlock once. Still crying about that? The charges at that time were collaborating with an enemy at the time of war. I'm waiting for the punch line. Turns out that the jury that convicted me was made of two Cylons and a woman married to a Cylon. Rim shot! Big laugh, applause, applause, applause! Are we done? Oh, no, wait, I'm sorry, I forgot, we haven't gotten to the leg. 15 billion people are dead and I'm supposed to give a frack about your leg? Who killed those 15 billion people, Kara? It wasn't me. No, it was your husband. Are you enjoying yourself? Is this how you get your kicks these days? Oh, wait, I'm sorry. I meant half-kicks. What was Sam doing on Caprica, before he so conveniently met you? You ever wonder? You think he maybe he nuked a few cities? Executed a few thousand prisoners? I'm just wondering. But then again, maybe you're Cylon too. At least I'm not a gimp. One day, one day soon, there's going to be a reckoning, Kara. And once again people are going to have to answer for what they've done. Is that a threat? You're gods damn right that's a threat. Huh. Well, you know where to find me, Felix. And in case you're wondering, I will definitely hit a cripple. Or anyone else. So I guess a pity frak's out of the question, then? LIGHT CHUCKLING Somebody close that hatch. Let's talk. BANGING Point of order. Attention! Order, please! The Chair exercises his right to bring a motion forward. In prison, you start to confuse your hopes and dreams with reality. You start to...believe that if you want something to happen - parole, a pardon, appeal - you start to believe that it will happen. You live on wishes. The way things should be, instead of the way they are. And all because you can't face reality. The leaders of this fleet are succumbing to wishful thinking because they can't face reality. And the reality is that the Roslin Adama administration has led us nowhere. Earth was a mirage, a fantasy they dangled in front of us for four long years in order to maintain power, a fantasy they dreamed up as a way to hold on and control the government over the democratic wishes of the population. So, now, what is our feckless and dispirited leadership doing to solidify their position after failing us so miserably? Turning to the Cylons. The Cylons, for help. Huh. Aren't the Cylons the reason we're out here in the first place? Aren't they the enemy? Or are they suddenly our friends if that keeps Roslin Adama in power? Point of order. The Chair needs to bring a motion, not make a speech. Thank you, Mr Adama. The Chair moves at any decision allowing Cylons to board any ship in this fleet be made by the captain and the people living on that ship, and not the Roslin Adama administration. What we need right now is unity. This is a fleet-wide issue. We need to stand together. It affects all of us. Sagittaron calls the question. Tauron seconds. Question has been called and seconded. All in favour? All opposed? Vote is 11 to one. Motion carries. No Cylon will board a ship in this fleet without permission of its people. HE BANGS GAVEL Thank you. Thank you. INDISTINCT CHATTER PHONE RINGS What? Oh, frak. Son of a... HE SLURPS Ah. Oh! Oh! It's a big ship. SHE PANTS You ran the whole route? Half. It's more than I've run in a long time. You're flushed. You look good. Thank you. You're not supposed to look good. You're supposed to be in sickbay with a tube in your arm. I changed my mind. Like hell. You never intended to go. Caught. SHE BREATHES RAGGEDLY Send me to the brig. I can run there. Cottle says you're experiencing a moment of euphoria as your body recovers from the toxicity of the treatments. So much for doctor-patient confidentiality. Well, the President's health is a security issue. My resignation will be on your desk in the hour. What? I'm not going to hand the presidency over to Tom Zarek. Then the status quo will have to do. Stop it. Listen, we need you. Zarek's got the Quorum in an uproar. The press is going crazy. The government is spinning out of control. Now...we need you. Take your hands off me, Bill. I've played my role in this farce. "A dying leader will guide the people to the..." Blah blah blah. Frakking... ..blah blah. I've been there, I've done that, now what? Is there another role that I have to play for the rest of my life? Do you remember what we said on New Caprica? How we talked about trying to live for today? Well, you better think about that, because maybe tomorrow really isn't coming. Maybe today is all we have left. And maybe... Just maybe... I've earned the right to live a little before I die. Haven't I? What do you think? Haven't I? Yes, you've earned it. I have. Well, guess what. So have you. Now get out of my way. BALTAR: What manner of forgiveness are you seeking? Is it that of disobedient children? Are you, are you children? No. Well, obviously, you're a child. We have some children here, but to the rest of you, in your mind's eye, are you all just children who've transgressed against your Father's divine will? No, we've done nothing wrong. Are you being punished for your multitude of sins? Are you? No. Is this really our lot? To have been led... ..by a Father... ..to the promised land? We shouldn't have to suffer. WHISPERS: Keep talking. To Paradise. Only to have Paradise cruelly smashed to bits before our very eyes. Are these the actions of a Father towards his children? No. It's not right. What kind of father's that? What have you done? What have you done to deserve this punishment? What sins have you committed? What dark thoughts have you harboured to condemn you...condemn you... ..to wander through the universe without hope? Without light? So you have to ask yourselves what kind of a Father abandons his own children to despair and loneliness. No-one! Perhaps we are not the ones in need of forgiveness. No, we're not. Perhaps we're not. Perhaps we have been wronged. Yes. Perhaps it is God who should come down here and beg for our forgiveness! Am I right? Am I right? Well, shout it to God! What have you done for me? Where have you been? There is a disease aboard this ship and it is the disease of denial. Am I right? Well, don't tell me, shout it to God! Cottle told me. I didn't know. We need to... We should talk. Get off me! TIGH: It's a godsdamn uprising. With all respect, Colonel, I don't think we're there yet, but we do have a problem. A problem? Ten of our ships refuse a direct order from the flagship, another 12 won't even respond to our hails. They're not doing anything illegal. The Quorum gave every ship the right to refuse any Cylon or Cylon technology aboard. Jump drive upgrades is a military decision, outside of the authority of the Quorum. And you alone get to make that determination? Sir? Yes, Mr Gaeta, I get to make that determination. Do you have a problem with that? Admiral? I'm in receipt of an emergency signal from our marine commander aboard the Hitei Kan. The crew of the tylium ship has mutinied. They've killed a Cylon and two marines. Scramble the mardet alert team and launch the assault Raptor. This is the XO. Scramble the mardet alert team. Mutiny aboard Hitei Kan. Admiral, the tylium ship's pulling out of formation and spinning up their FTL drives. I want to talk to whoever's in charge of that ship, right now. Hitei Kan, Hitei Kan, this is Galactica, please respond... This is a priority signal from Galactica Actual to the...current commander of your ship. Sir, their drives are spooled up. Where's my assault team? Raptors launching now. Galactica, Athena. We've cleared the bay and are en route to Hitei Kan. Hitei Kan, Hitei Kan, this is Galactica, please respond. Mr Hoshi! I'm trying Admiral, but they're not... Wait. They're communicating with Colonial One, sir. The President? Can't be, she's aboard Galactica. Let's hear it. The Dradis... The Dradis shows a Raptor and Vipers heading straight for us. They'll be here any minute. ZAREK: They have no right to board your ship without your permission. Son of a bitch. What should we do, Mr Vice President? Every citizen has the right to protect themselves from oppression. Take whatever measures you think necessary. She jumped! Hitei Kan has jumped away, sir. Taking all our fuel with them. You know, there are days that I really hate this job. Put me on scramble. Athena. Galactica Actual. I read you, Actual. You're ordered to board the Colonial One. Locate and arrest the Vice President, then bring him back to Galactica. Roger that, Actual. Arrest and return to Galactica. What are my orders if he resists? In that case... ..the use of deadly force is authorised. I don't know anything about being a father. It sucks. Except for the parts that don't. All right. First lesson of parenting. Sit. If your kid's in the hospital, you never leave him alone, no matter what. Someone's always here. You get first shift... Dad. Wait. How long do I sit here? Until I get back. That'll be after I sober up. Sworn statements, transcripts of wireless conversations, shipping records... All kinds of documents, really, compiled over the last year. With the one theme. The buying and the selling... ..of the Vice President's office. So this is a conversation about extortion. No. About law and order. But you can call it what you want. You see, I believe that you would walk happily to the gallows. Or languish in a cell for the rest of your life if you could do it as a martyr to your cause. But the idea of being... ..publicly humiliated as a corrupt politician with your hand in the till... Well, that would scare you. Somehow I don't think that the legend and the myth - Tom Zarek, the political prisoner and a man of conscience... ..can survive the airing of that much dirty laundry. You really think the fleet is going to sit still for a long and politically-motivated trial, while you make an alliance with the Cylons? I think without the tylium ship, we're not going anywhere. We're going to sit here for a long time. At least we won't be bored. You think I know where the tylium ship is? Yes, I do. Why? Because I know that you do. Read the file. Some juicy stuff. Make a great story for the press. Murder and extortion. ZAREK SIGHS You know what the difference is between you and I, Admiral? You wear that uniform... ..and I don't. You can cool your heels here until I check these out. I wouldn't eat the food. Here's our tylium ship. Well, that was fast. How did you do it? I appealed to his intellect. TIGH CHUCKLES Should I send in a medic? No, he's fine. Well, you're not. Maybe you should see a medic. You look like hell. I feel like it too. I need to rest. Well, you earned it. Let me know when they find the tylium ship. I'll be with the President. You got it. Oh. Give this to Hoshi. Tell him to file it. Laundry reports? Hitei Kan, this is Athena. Stand by to be boarded. Any resistance will be met with force. This is your only warning. Understood. Every revolution... ..begins with one small act of courage. But I hope you know how serious this is. I hope you understand that this will have consequences. Deadly consequences. For a lot of people. I've thought about the consequences. And I'm ready for them. We all are. How many is "we"? Enough. But once it starts, we'll get more support. People know something has to be done. I mean, the world is frakked. It's upside down and somebody's got to turn it right side up. Are you that man? I'm one of them. But I need... ..a partner. You've got one. That's good... Take it from here, Saul. See you in the morning. They've found the tylium ship. Mm-hm. Do you care? Unh-uh. Neither do I. Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. Www.able.co.nz Able 2022 Foul language. HE SQUAWKS