Battlestar Galactica (2004–2009): Season 1, Episode 1 - 33 - full transcript

The Galactica and the other remaining ships - with about 50,000 people aboard them all - are being pursued by the Cylons. They are forced to jump into hyper space every 33 minutes. Somehow,...

MALE NARRATOR: PreviousIy on
Battlestar Galactica.

Now you're telling
you're a machine.

The robot.

You knew l wanted access
to the defense mainframe.

Do you have any idea
what they will do to
me if they find out?

Get down.

ADAMA: Moments ago,
this ship received word

of a Cylon attack
against our home
worlds is underway.

As of this moment,
we are at war.

All right, we can
take three more people.

Giving up my seat.

l've decided
you're an expression
of my subconscious mind

playing itself out
during my waking states.

So l'm only in your head?


There maybe Cylon agents
living among us.

Some may not even know
they're Cylons at all.

They could be
sleeper agents

programed to perfectly
impersonate human beings
untiI activation.




And one minute to mark.


God has a plan for you, Gaius.
He has a plan for everything
and everyone.

Are you even
listening to me?

30 seconds to mark.

ROSLlN: Planet.
Men. Women. Age.

You know what?
Do this after the jump.
lt's all right. Go ahead.



You have to
believe in something.

l believe in
a world that l can
and do understand.

A rational universe
explained through
rational means.


l love you.
That's not rational.

l know.

No, but you're
not rational.

You're also
not really here.

Neither am l.

Madam President,
ladies and gentlemen,

our 33 minutes are
almost up once again.

Please prepare for our
faster-than-light jump.
Thank you.

Cutting it a little close
this time, aren't we, Billy?

Pilot says
they've had to reboot
the FTL computer again.

Why do the Cylons
come every 33 minutes?

Why isn't it 34, 35. . .

TYROL: Cally.

Shut up.

1 5 seconds.

jump 237 underway.
53 ships have jumped.

1 0 still
reporting trouble
with their FTL drives,

including Colonial One.

We're getting slower.


Maybe this time.



GAETA: Dradis contact.

lt's the Cylons.

Damn it.

Not this time,
maybe the next.


l got another idea
for the next cycle.

PILOT: Ladies and gentIemen,
I'm afraid the CyIons have
appeared again.

our FTL drive is now working
and we will jump momentarily.

Five days now.

There are limits

to the human body,
the human mind.

Tolerances that
you can't push beyond.

Those are facts,

provable facts.

Everyone has their limit.

All right,
you know the drill,
people. Scatter formation.

APOLLO: Keep them off
the civies and don't stray
beyond the recovery line.

Watch the ammo hoists for
the main guns. You've got
a red light right there.




We have a hit on the
starboard bow. Away the
damage control parties.

Basestar is
launching raiders.

CoIoniaI One
is ready to jump.

All civilian ships away,
including Colonial One.

Recover fighters.
Stand by to jump.

Combat landings.

All fighters aboard, sir.

Execute jump.


Jump 237 complete.

All civilian ships
present and
accounted for, sir.

Start the clock.

And let's start prepping
for the next jump.

Clock is running.
33 minutes.


You got 32 minutes, people.


You know
you're not safe.

No, of course not.

The Cylons will
follow us again,

as they have
the last 237 times.

You're right, you know.
There are limits.

you'll make
a mistake.

And then
you'll kill us all.


Yes, l know.

But not for
another 33 minutes.


ADAMA: l want to try
something new this time.

Divide the fleet
into six groups.

Then they jump. . .


Then they jump two more
times and on the fourth
jump, we rendezvous at

a common set
of coordinates.

24 jumps to plot,
we're breaking our humps

calculating one
jump every 33 minutes.

Get off my jacket.

Are you eating this?

Not anymore.

APOLLO: Combat landings
expected again to be
the order of the day,

so double-check your
undercarriage before. . .

Look, you've all
done this 237 times.

You know
what to do.

No mistakes.

And let's make it to 238.

And good luck and
be careful out there.

Can you do me a favor?
Tell Captain Apollo he
owes me one wing.

DAVE: You got it,

No, Cally,
there's three.
l know there's three.

Can you check it
again for me, please?


At least get some of
them starting to work.

We'll sleep when
we're dead. Come on.


Heard the latest?
They say Cylons
look like us now.

Primary fuel?

Primary fuel 2893 KRG.

Marine told one of the
pilots that we marooned
some guy back on Ragnar

because they actually
thought that he was
a Cylon.

You know what?
l don't give a frak.

Red light on the number four
thruster. Go make a visual lD.
See if it's blocked.


A little rough
on your new ECO,
don't you think?

He's not my ECO.

He's some refugee from Triton
that l've been saddled with
and l didn't ask you.

Helo's gone, Sharon.

l didn't ask you that,



How many have you got?

5,251 survivors from
Saggitaron, last count.

We can't transmit
photos yet.

lf you want, you can
leave them with us

or you can put them
on the board outside.





Update on
the headcount,
Madam President.

How did we lose 300?

There were some overcounts,

a few deaths from wounds
and a few missing during
the last attack.

Do you want children, Gaius?

Let me think about
that for a minute.


Procreation is one
of God's commandments.


l'm sure someday,
if you're a good

he'll reward
you with a lovely
little walking toaster

of your very own.

l want us to have a child,

You can't
be serious.

lt's Dr. Amarak.

What was that?

l'm so sorry
for interrupting you
while you were speaking.

You were just saying?

Oh ! Uh. . .

l was just saying
that a Dr. Amarak

had requested to
speak with the President.

Dr. Amarak. l see.

You know him?

Have you
always been able to
multitask like this?

Yes. Yes.

l used to work with him
at the Ministry of Defense.

lt says here
that he's uncovered
important information

regarding how the Cylons
were able to defeat
colonial defenses.

l was always a little
worried he was on to us.

Were you going
to speak to him?

l should speak
to him if you're busy.

l think he wanted to speak
directly with the President.

lt sounded urgent.

lt must be very important.

Maybe something about
a certain traitor in the
President's inner circle?

There's not enough
time before we jump.

l want him on board
first thing during
the next cycle.

Thank you, Doctor.

l'd say you have
a serious problem.

lf l can help.

He's a strange one,
isn't he?








PILOT: Landing Bay,
Team Alpha...

Did you see it?

Twelve more cases of
nervous exhaustion.
That makes 61 .

Have the docs start
pumping them up
with stimulants

and get them
back on the line.

Pilots, too.

Fuel report.

One out of every three,
every other cycle.

That's going to come back
and bite us in the ass.

We have too much work
and not enough people
to do it.

DUALLA: Fuel report.

l've already
signed one of these.

Yes, sir.
Sorry, sir.

Comm traffic two
from the President.

ls this my 1 0 minutes
or this yours?

Yours. l took
1 0 last time.

l'll see you
guys in combat.

l believe it was
your 1 0 minutes.

lf the old man's so
tired he can't remember,
then it's his turn.

You see the note
from the XO?

Yeah, l saw it. No way.

everyone else. . .

l don't fly with stims.

They blunt
your reflexes,
your reaction time.

Come on, Kara,
give me a break.
Just. . .

Why are we
arguing about this?

l have no idea.

Neither do l.
You're the CAG,
act like one.

What the hell
does that mean?

lt means
that you're still acting like
you're everyone's best friend.

We're not friends,
you're the CAG.

"Be careful out there"?

Our job isn't to be careful,
it's to shoot Cylons out of
the frakking sky.

"Good hunting"
is what you say.

And now, one of
your idiot pilots
is acting like a child

and refusing to
take her pills. So she
either says, "Yes, sir,"

and obeys a direct order
or you smack her in the mouth

and you drag her
sorry ass down to sickbay and
you make her take those pills.


Well, l'm glad l'm
not working for you.

You're damn
right you're glad.

So, do l have to smack you
in the mouth, Lieutenant?

No, sir. l'll
take my pills.

Oh !



Carry on.

Yes, sir.

MAN ON PA: PiIots to ready
room for pre-flight briefing.
Pilots to ready room.



Jump 238 complete.

Start the clock.

33 minutes.


All civilian
ships present and. . .


Strike my last.

One civilian ship missing
and unaccounted for, sir.

Which one?
The OIympic Carrier.

passenger vessel.

Were they left behind?

l think l accounted
for all civilian
ships before we left.

You think?
Did you or
didn't you?

They're not logged in,
sir. l think they may
have been left behind.

How many people aboard ship?

1 ,345 souls, sir.

You're telling me we left
over 1 ,300 people to die
at the hands of the Cylons?

lt may not have
been her fault, sir.

lt may have simply
been a navigational error

and they jumped to
the wrong coordinates

or the Cylons
destroyed the ship
before they jumped. . .

Or 50 other things
may have happened.

The point is
we don't know what
the hell did happen.

Yes, we're tired.
Yes, there's no relief.

Yes, the Cylons keep
coming after us time
after time after time

and yes, we are still
expected to do our jobs.

We make mistakes,
people die.

There aren't
many of us left.

Carry on.

Okay. Next crisis?


List of calls?

But first, where's the
doctor that's supposed
to be on board?

What's his name?

Dr. Amarak.

Dr. Amarak.


He was on the
OIympic Carrier.

God is watching
out for you, Gaius.

The universe
is a vast and
complex system.


are bound to occur.
lndeed they are
to be expected.

lt's part of the
pattern, part
of the plan.

Dr. Amarak posed
a threat to you.

Now he's gone.
Logic says there's
a connection.

A connection,
maybe. But not God.

There is no God or gods,
singular or plural.

There are no large invisible
men, or women for that matter,

in the sky taking a
personal interest in the
fortunes of Gaius Baltar.

Be careful.

That which God gives,
he can also take away.

1 5 seconds.


Maybe this time.


No enemy contacts.

Keep the clock running.

What do you think?

l think we wait.



Get me the President.

Why this time?

Was it something
that you did?

We had a new plan,
but we didn't have
time to implement it yet.

We lost that ship
during the last cycle,
the OIympic Carrier.

Does that have
something to
do with it?

ADAMA: Possibly.

Are you there?

Yeah, l'm here.

What do we do now,
Commander? l've got people
on the verge over here.

We're going to go to
Condition Two. We have to
take advantage of this time

and let our people
get some rest.

All right.

And how long do we
stay at Condition Two?

Until l'm satisfied they're
not going to return.

lt's a military decision.

lt is. l know that.

You're right and l defer
to your decision.
And, Commander,

let your men and women

know how grateful l am
for the job that
they are doing, please.

Thank them for me.

Thank you, Madam President.

Thank you.

Contact Apollo.

Tell him to set
up a combat patrol
around the fleet

and order his other pilots
to land immediately.

All right, people,
you heard the order.

Boomer, Starbuck,
form up with me.
We'll fly the first CAP.

l want everyone else
back on Galactica
and in their racks.

Three-hour rotation.

Hey, Apollo,

not that l'm not
honored by being chosen
to sit in my cockpit

for the next
three hours but. . .

But why you?

Take a guess.

Because l'm on drugs?

You got it. This patrol
is 1 00% stimulated.


eIse feeIs Iike

they have frakking
ants crawling behind
their eyeballs?

about you, Boomer?

Doc tells me you're
holding up better than
anybody in the squadron.

BOOMER: l'm tired
like everybody else.

never seem it.

'cause she's a CyIon.

You're going to make
me come over there
and kick your ass.

Okay. Let's set
up a patrol here

before somebody gets hurt.

Follow me.

that, Apollo.

Oh !

A couple hours rack time
does sound awfully sweet

right about now.

You deserve it.

You know, the truth is

all this has me
feeling more alive
than l have in years.

You look
that way, too.

lt's good to see
you without the
cup in your hand.

Don't start.

l know there's a
whole lot of people
aboard this ship

that wish you
weren't feeling
as good as you are.

lf the crew doesn't
hate the XO, then he's
not doing his job.

Besides, got to make
the old man look good.

l always look good.

Did you look in a mirror?

Seriously. . .


. . .it's one thing
to push the crew,
it's another to break them.

GAETA: Dradis contact.
Bearing 348, carom 1 20,
one ship.

Getting recognition signal.

COMPUTER: Initiating
response flash mode.
Alpha, alpha.

lt's the Olympic Carrier, sir.

ls that confirmed?

lt's confirmed, sir.

Thank the gods.

Action stations.

Put the fleet into
Condition One.

l want all Vipers manned
and ready, but keep them
in the tubes.

Mr. Gaeta.

Restart the clock.
33 minutes.


l hope you're wrong.

So do l.

is running.

So do l.

No. lt's all wrong.

lf they were left
behind, why didn't the
Cylons destroy them?

And why are they
showing up now?

lt's God's punishment
for your lack of faith.

That's just
great, that is.

A more
logical and useful
explanation, please.

All right.

The OIympic Carrier
has been infiltrated
by Cylon agents.

They've been tracking
the ship all along.


Then that means. . .

in order for
you to survive

the OIympic Carrier
should be destroyed.

Olympic Carrier,
Olympic Carrier,

this is Raptomr 478, call
sign Boomer. l have you
in visuaI contact.

Please respond on
this channeI. Over.

MAN ON RADlO: Raptomr 478,
this is the Olympic Carrier.
We have you in visual contact.

Thank the Lords of KoboI.
You don't know how
relieved we are to see you.

BOOMER: Roger that,
Olympic Carrier. Can l
ask about your whereabouts?

MAN: We had troubIe with
our FTL drive. Took us
aImost three hours to fix.

Have Boomer
ask them how they
escaped the Cylons.

Olympic Carrier, Boomer.

I've been directed to
ask how you escaped
from the CyIons.

MAN: You got me. They were
closing in on us when the
rest of you were jumping.

l thought we were goners,
then they just broke off.

Someone must've been
watching out for us.

BOOMER: Roger that.
One other thing, Boomer.

l've got a
Dr. Amarak on board

who has an urgent matter to
discuss with the President.

He's been
driving me crazy.

OIympic Carrier,
can you be more specific?

l'm afraid l can't. He says
he knows something about
a traitor in our midst

and he's unwilling to
share any more than that.

Madam President,
l strongly recommend

that we cut off all
wireless communication
with that ship right away.


Look, forgive me
for being rude, but
wake up, all right?

The only reason
the OIympic Carrier
is still flying

is because
the Cylons let
them survive.

They've been tracking
that ship all along.

There's probably
a Cylon agent
aboard right now!

Calm down.

Start over.

Please, Madam President,
l implore you. Listen to me.

Cut off radio
with that ship

before they send
via broadcast signal
another computer virus

to infect our ship
shortly before
they blow us all up.

Commander Adama,
are you on the line?

Cut off the speakers.
Put it through the line.

Yes, Madam President.
And l'm inclined to
agree with Dr. Baltar.

Good. So do l.

Thank the gods
you're with us.

God's got nothing
to do with this.

Boomer, Galactica.

Your orders are to jam
all transmissions from
the OIympic Carrier.

No further voice
contact is authorized.

Roger that, Galactica.

DUALLA: Boomer, Galactica.

Orders are to send the
Olympic Carrier the following
message by signal light.

Message begins,
"Maintain present position.

"Do not, repeat, do not
approach the fleet
untiI further notice."

Message ends.

l'm getting a bad feeling
about where this is headed.

So am l.

lf the ship poses a threat
to us, we have to
eliminate that threat.

l don't think they got
the message, Apollo.

Yeah, l see it. Boomer,
break wireless silence
on my authority.

Warn them to stop their
engines immediately.

l suggest that we
evacuate the passengers
and destroy the ship.

lt solves the
problem if they're
tracking the ship.

What if they're tracking
one of the passengers?

Olympic Carrier,
Olympic Carrier,

you are ordered to stop
your engines immediately.

they're not responding.

Are you using
the same channeI?

but suddenly
nobody's home.

fire a burst
across their bow.

Copy that.


Boomer, let Galactica know
we have a problem out here.

message from Boomer.

The OIympic
Carrier is heading
directly for us, sir.

They're refusing
all orders to stop.


BOOMER: Galactica,
they're still not

and continue to
head toward the fIeet.
Request instructions.

Order the fleet to execute
Jump 240. Get us between
that ship and the fleet.

Commander! Dradis contact.
Strike that, multiple
Dradis contacts.

lt's the Cylons.


are on an intercept course.

They'll be in weapons
range within two minutes.


Radiological alarm !

From where?

The OIympic Carrier, sir.
They've got nukes on board.

Madam President,
we have to eliminate the
Olympic Carrier immediately.

There are 1 ,300
people on that ship.

ADAMA: We don't know that.
The CyIons may
have captured them already.

She's not going to do it.
She has to do it.

lt's not her
decision, Gaius.


lt's God's choice.
He wants you to repent.

Look, at this point
there's no choice.
lt's either them or us.

Repent of your sins.

Accept his true love
and you will be saved.

l repent. There, l repent.

l repent.

Do it.

have new orders.

We're directed to destroy
the Olympic Carrier

and return to Galactica.

lt's a civilian ship.

a civilian ship
with nukes.

l don't see anybody
in there, do you?

The Cylons will be here
any second. lf we're going
to do this, let's just do it.

Starbuck, form up with me.

We'II make one
pass from astern.

what if you're wrong?

Lee, come on. Lee.

Okay, fire on my mark.

No frakking way, Lee.

Lee? Come on !




Are you alive?


Agathon, Karl C.

junior grade,
Colonial Fleet.


l know who
you are, Helo.

lt's all right.
l'm a friend.





What are you
doing here?

Can you walk?

Yeah, l think so.


What are you doing
here, l thought. . .

Let's move, mister.



l gave the order.
lt was my responsibility.

l pulled the trigger.

That's mine.

BlLLY: Madam President?

Madam President?

l'm sorry, you were
saying something?

Twenty-four hours,
no Cylons.

At least you know it
was the right choice.

The right choice.

l'm sorry, Billy.
l think l'd like some
time alone, please.

Of course.

What is it?

Update on the headcount.

Subtract how many?

you can add one.

A baby was born
this morning on
the Rising Star.

A boy.

A baby.


Thank you.