Battlestar Galactica (2004–2009): Season 3, Episode 18 - The Son Also Rises - full transcript

Previously on
Battlestar Galactica.

Why don't you
do yourself a favor?

Hand over your book.
My Triumphs, My Mistakes,

by Gaius Baltar.

The people are reading it,
and now you're sorry.

Baltar will get his trial.

And this is what
you'll get, a hurricane.

You'll have sectarian violence.

You will have
assassination attempts.

You will have civil unrest
on a scale we've never seen.

The President wants to take the
fast track on Baltar's trial.



She's looking for someone to take
charge of the preliminaries,

help cobble together the legal framework.
She wants me to assign you.

- These are my grandfather's law books.
- It's from your father.

Starbuck, Apollo.
I've lost you on dradis.

No! No!

ADAMA.' Lee.

We're sending in the search and rescue
birds right now. We'll find her.

No, Dad, it's no use.
Her ship is in pieces.

We lost her.

Here's every Captain
from every ship in the fleet.

"Captain Elias Meeker, Gideon."

And the last name
for the tribunal is...

Goodness...

Yeah. Yeah,
I see the resemblance.



One more for heads!

Watch.

Heads! You see that?
Four in a row.

It's a frakking miracle.
Watch this one more time.

It's gonna be heads. Watch.

Heads. Every time.
You see it? It's heads.

Hey, why don't you come down from there?
I'm just fine right here, man.

Major?

Yeah?

Heads!

You see that? My girl's
too lucky to check out.

Hey, Sam. Lee.

Apollo. You stay there, buddy.

Well, you're flying.

Let's just get down and
get some sleep, come on.

I'm just, I'm fine.
I'm just gonna sit down.

Ow.

You all right?

She wasn't... It wasn't.
.. Come on.

No. I gotta go.

Oh, frak!

Frak. Is he okay?

I think I fell.

Sam, Sam.

She's still alive, right?

She's gone, Sam. She's gone.
I know.

Yeah.

ISO, Viper Six.
Request long approach.

Viper Six, ISO. Viper approved.

Never thought I'd miss
all of Starbuck's yakking.

Yes, sir.

Your Honor.

You haven't heard?

Where you been? They just announced it.
You won the lottery.

You now own exactly one-fifth
of Baltar's skinny ass.

You're one of five Captains picked
to serve on the judge's tribunal.

Hmm.

Here he comes.

Frak.

It's a waste of my time and energy flying
Baltar's lawyer back and forth from Zephyr.

Yeah, tell me about it. Wanna
know what the worst part is?

He sits back there and tries to
whisper into my ear when he talks.

I've got a helmet. Sorry.

Mr. Hughes.

He takes his shoes off in my Raptor
again, I might have to kill him.

Client. Everybody knows he's guilty.
He gave the Cylons our location.

Why even give the
son of a bitch a trial?

Because he's entitled.

Even him. It's called justice.

Yeah, right.

To see Baltar dead

and Starbuck alive.
That would be justice.

There's no justice.
As drunk as he was...

Racetrack!

Racetrack, are you okay?
Racetrack!

Medic!

Yeah, yeah. I got him,
I got him. Okay, okay.

You Okay?

Madam President!
Madam President!

How do you intend to replace
Gaius Baltar's defense attorney?

Will that be done
by lottery as well?

We're confident
we'll replace him shortly.

There's a number of candidates, we're
working our way down the list. Next.

Madam President, Madam President.
Karen.

Taken in the context of this explosion,
which obviously was no accident,

do you really think that it's in
the best interest of the fleet

to proceed with this trial?

This administration will never
bow to terrorism.

Madam President!
Madam President!

Wait. You know, let me say
something here, to all of you.

Let me get this clear,
all right?

As long as I am President,

this administration
will not allow terrorism

to alter the framework
of our legal system.

We will proceed with the trial.

Rigorously.
Thank you. All of you.

One more question?

Helo, I need you to set up a dradis
picket with Blue Squadron in Sector 7.

Excuse me, sir.
You mean Sector 9, right?

Uh...

Right. Right, 9. Um, yeah, we
scrubbed 8 on the last picket.

It's been so quiet, one pick
just flows into the next.

Okay.

81 carom, 22 degrees.

Keep your ears open. Any Cylon
contact, just shut down, bug out.

Red Squadron.

You'll be riding
first CAP with me.

And from here on,
double shifts.

Athena, I'm gonna need you
exclusively on shuttle runs.

Well, don't forget to check
under your back seat.

Hey, hey, you got
lucky, Starbuck.

If I were you, I would seriously
consider buying a low...

Racetrack, I'm sorry.

Dismissed. Dismissed.

Well, it's so comforting to
know that you're not afraid.

You're not afraid to represent
the most hated man alive.

The question is why?

For the fame, the glory.

You worked in the Public
Litigation Office on Caprica.

You think you have the qualifications
to handle a case of this magnitude?

I was born for this.

That, and the fact
that I have a pulse.

Lance belonged to my wife.

Don't worry. He doesn't
scratch or bite like she did.

If it's of any comfort, I
despise him as much as you do,

having to hire me.

So, there it is.

Shall we get started?

I'm gonna need you to handle the
security detail on the new attorney.

Me.

So, that's it?
You're grounding me.

You're the only one
I can trust.

You know, just say it.

You're pulling me.

Keeping Lampkin alive
is an important job.

I need your help.

Dad, I'm fine.

No, you're not.

Why?

Because I'm not.

Yeah? Well, then,
maybe you should take a rest.

Helo will be stepping in
as CAG.

I want you on this ship.

Not up there. Not until
you can work this out.

Right.

I understand.

Work it out.

Okay.

I'll be handling security for you.
Where do you want your bags?

You'll have two Marines
stationed outside the door.

Ms. Cassidy, the Prosecuting
Attorney, she's just down the hall.

There's a head.

Showers are that way.
Sorry, co-ed.

Now, if there's anything else.

I'd like to see my client.

N ow?

Pilot. Yeah.

King of the pilots.

We could stand around here and discuss
why you got stuck with me, if you want.

I'll take you to his cell.
No, no. Not there.

Half the ship's
probably listening in.

Fine, whatever. We have
an interrogation room.

Interrogation rooms
give me stage fright.

I can't bring him here.

I was thinking your quarters.

What?

Yeah, before it gets
wired for sound,

like this place probably is.

What's the problem?
You forgot to make your bed?

Look, I don't care where you see him.
I just can't leave you alone.

Major.

It is Major, isn't it?

I have the right

to consult with my
client in private,

without anybody eavesdropping
or looking in.

Whoever cares the most, wins.
Says so in there.

So?

I want to see my client,
you don't care, I win.

You know, you look like him.

You knew my grandfather?

Hated his guts.

He taught me everything I know.

What are you doing here,
anyway?

You can speak freely.

He signed
confidentiality papers.

Look, this whole
charade's pathetic.

Pathetic.

Security?

Security is already toasting my
other attorney's untimely demise.

About the only thing that bloke ever
did, apart from napping, was, you know,

manage to

smuggle out my papers.

Papers. Do you have any papers?

Thank you.

The nature

of modern life

is obsession.

So, tell me.

Do you honestly think that
I'm gonna get a fair trial?

Doubtful. Yes.

But you haven't exactly been
helping yourself now, have you?

You object to my writing.

On the contrary,
keep it coming.

This new manifesto of yours
shows a great change in you.

This little operating
manual of yours,

well, it keeps
them all guessing.

Right. Okay, okay.

Caprica Six.

I'm worried about her.

She's the key.

They can use her

to completely destroy me.

I need to get to her.

I need to know
what she's thinking.

And I need to...

I need... Talk to her.

Tell her...

Tell her, I love her very much.

That I'm thinking
about her a lot.

I can sense that, yes.

We need to find out where we're
all, where we're all standing.

"To listen requires a voice,"

"for what needs to be known
requires us to ask."

My Triumphs, My Mistakes,
by Gaius Baltar.

But you say it very well.

I've done my reading.

Once those papers arrive,

I suggest you do yours.

Fly me to Colonial One.

Me?

Yeah, you're a pilot,
aren't you?

You don't understand. You
can't just jump in a Raptor.

These things have
to be coordinated.

Where would you
rather be, Major, here?

As the parade float
for the bereaved?

What are you talking about?

Everybody looking at you like
you're bleeding out of your side.

You want to see some real blood?
Keep going.

Oh, there is someone home.

Look.

I need those files. You come with me,
they might just give them to me.

I wait,

they're gonna discover that Baltar's
pregnant before I get them.

What is your job, anyway?
To keep me alive?

Or to keep me from doing mine?

Sorry, sir. You know your status.
You're to remain shipside.

Those are the Admiral's orders.

Father factor.

Come on, Kelly, give me a break.
I'm along for the ride.

Don't do this to me. All right?
I'm in enough dung already.

All right.

All right, let's give
the bird a tow.

Whoa, whoa!

Hold up! Open the door,
open the door.

What the frak was that thing?
Did you see that?

What? What? I think
it was a cat.

That's my cat. There's
a frakking cat in there.

Come on out of there, Major.

Who the hell let a cat in here?

He's on the other side,
push him over here.

There it is. It's over there,
it's over there.

There it is, there it is,
there it is.

Kitty, kitty. No, no, no, come on.
Come here, kitty. Come here.

Come here, come here.

Bomb! Bomb! Everybody out!

What the hell
were you doing out there?

I gave you an order
to do a job.

Excuse me. I was doing my job.

Yeah, being led around
by the nose?

This bastard yanks your chain
and you jump?

He wanted files
from Colonial One.

It was the middle of the night.

Well, you assigned me
to security.

Yeah, and there was
a bomb on that ship.

And you missed it.

"Security."

I gave you explicit orders.

Athena was piloting.

You could have died,
plain and simple.

You're a soldier.

Live like one.
Start acting like one.

She's been gone two weeks. I didn't
realize the clock was running.

Stop. No, I'm sorry,

'cause maybe
we're just built differently.

You stop.

Don't you dare
quantify my loss.

You have no idea.

You have no frakking idea.

What,
you think yours is deeper?

Well... Yours is greater?

In two weeks,

there's going to be a trial,

and I'm gonna do what I was
chosen to do, and so are you.

You build a frakking nest
around this man,

and you protect his ass.

Frakker meant business
this time.

If that thing had gone off,
we'd be picking up.

Raptor and people parts
with tweezers.

Every day,
I wave jocks out there.

A lot of them are my friends,
people I care for and love.

It's hard enough
watching them die in battle,

but rickshawing Baltar's frakking
attorney around? Frak that.

I believe that the Cylons
want us to destroy ourselves,

and this is how
they're doing it.

By planting bombs,

making us suspicious
of each other.

You know what's funny, is by the
time the Cylons catch up with us,

they won't even have to attack.

They'll just clean up
the mess we made.

I think they're here.

I think you're wrong.

Okay, all I know is, I
kissed Nicky this morning

and it could have
been the last time.

Cally, that's enough.

What? I kissed you, too.

Some of us don't
get a second chance.

Or a third.

I'm going to the Admiral.

All right, take a good
look at this room.

Every time you leave,
memorize it.

If anything changes,
don't touch it.

A book moves,
shoes in the wrong place,

something smells different,
you get the frak out.

Someone knocks, don't answer the door.
Don't open the door.

Look, you have to
do what I say.

If they want to kill me,
they'll find a way.

Now,

who do I have to bribe
to see the Cylon woman?

The nature of one's life
is obsession.

Damn, I can't find my glasses.
It's like they've got feet.

The Six.

Yes, okay.

Lampkin can interview Six immediately,
as long as it's conducted under

the same conditions accorded to
the Chief Prosecutor. All right?

Meaning in the
Interrogation Room,

not where you sleep.

Of course. But since you've been
selected to serve on the tribunal,

I'm assuming that you won't be present at those
interviews, in the interest of fairness.

Major has a point, Bill.

Major's mistaken.

I monitored the Chief
Prosecutor's interview.

Therefore,
same conditions apply.

In the interest of fairness.

Mr. Lampkin is
still entitled to

those documents that he
requested from Colonial One.

Yes, right. I apologize.

We've had trouble
locating the files.

We'll have them delivered
to you on the next run.

I'm sorry, Major. We'll get them
to you right away. Thank you.

Thank you.

I understand that you had a
romantic relationship with my client.

Gaius Baltar is a brilliant,
gifted human being.

In the time I've known him,

he's made a sport out of
mendacity and deception.

He was narcissistic,
self-centered, feckless and vain.

I'm the one who should
have stabbed him.

Things are looking up.

Love.

A precocious evolutionary
move, fashioning Cylons

to be capable
of experiencing it.

I don't know if it was engineered
as a tactical imperative,

but it's not for
the faint-hearted, is it?

No, it's not.

Maybe you should have been
nicer to your mechanic.

Well, perhaps Cylon love is
not the same as human love.

Perhaps it's designed
to hurt a little less.

How would you know?

I loved a woman.

Beautiful, beautiful woman.

But so serious.

This frowning face trapped
in the middle of a daisy.

She had a way of walking.

Processional.

As if she were on her way
to her own execution.

We had 10 years.

Then it fell apart
under its own weight.

Is that what you wanted?

I thought if I could get over
her, I could get over anything.

I could endure,

conquer, be a man.

Stand up to any and all
kind of punishment.

I clung to an empty,
spinning bed for months.

And that?

That is when I finally
realized how much I loved her.

If I needed all that strength,

what was the point?

I needed to be with her.

Did he...

Ask about me? Gaius?

He wanted to know
if you were well.

He wanted you to know
that he misses you.

Loves you.

Because he can't
be here to tell you,

he gave me this,
to give to you.

He uses that, at the
risk of grave reprisal,

to express his feelings,

to put his world into some
kind of recognizable order.

To be heard.

He's kept it hidden because he
knows he will not get another.

He wants you to have it

because without you
it has no meaning.

He wants you to have it
because he would do anything,

anything, to be with you again.

Well, that's a shame, isn't it?

Since they'll never
let me keep it.

You understand that your days are
owned and tallied by these people.

The ones out there,
watching us.

I think you realize what's
likely to become of you.

I couldn't help you if they paid me 10
times what they offered me for Baltar.

You won't get a trial.

Not even a bad one. So...

I have to ask you.

Does your love hurt
as much as mine?

Yes.

I feel like part of our world
just fell down.

Hey, guys.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Why encourage the man to
write, and then take his pen?

He'll curry more sympathy when we get
the word out that he's been silenced.

Tyranny. Gag orders. Very sexy.

Okay, all right.

So you steal his pen, then you lie
to him, then you lie to the Six.

The horror of the age.

The great, ugly material.
The cloak of deceit.

The truth.

Hmm.

Kind of overrated, I guess.

You know, when I was 9,
maybe 10,

my grandfather,

he would wave me over.

And he'd do this all the time.

And then he'd say,

"Lee, be a good boy."

"Just don't be too good."

Everybody has demons.

Them, Baltar, you, me.

Even the machines.

The law is just a way
of exorcising them.

That's what your father's
father taught me.

You want to know
why I hated him?

Because he was right.

So, you hated him
because he was right,

and I hated the law,
because it was wrong.

Because of what...

Of what it put him through.

I mean, he defended
the worst of the worst.

I remember reading about him.

The outrage.

Helping murderers go free.
What I don't understand is

why he put himself
through all that abuse.

You think
he gave a flying frak?

Joe Adama cared
about one thing,

understanding why people
do what they do.

Why we cheat our friends,

why we reward our enemies,
why we go to war.

Sacrificing our lives
for lost causes.

Why we build machines
in the hope

of correcting our flaws and our
shortcomings, why we forgive.

Defying logic and
the laws of nature

with one stupid,
little act of compassion.

We're flawed. All of us.

I wanted to know why.

So, I did

what he did.

I spend my life
with the fallen.

The corrupt, the damaged.

Look at you.

You were so ready to get
on that Raptor with me.

Be the bad boy,
the prodigal son.

No. I was just doing my job
protecting you.

What are you doing
in my business?

Suddenly I'm handcuffed
to a serial contrarian.

No, I am not...

Okay, okay.

My bed is made.

I suggest you toil on your own.

Now, if this cross-examination
is over,

I'd like to take a crap.

Romo, that story you told about the
girl, the woman that you loved,

getting over her, is it true?

Hey, was it true?

Yes.

For him.
Files from Colonial One.

Finally. I thought I'd get all
these after the trial was over.

Hold it.

Put that on the floor, now.

For frak's sake.

I was there when Kelly X-rayed them.
It's papers.

There you go.

Good?

Yeah.

No!

You've got five minutes, Major.

Thank you.

Before the hounds
got to it. Open it.

The President's glasses.

She looks better without them.

Less serious.

Serious catches on
in the courtroom.

Your father's.

When?

From the deck.

Right after you found the bomb
underneath the Raptor.

Here, kitty, kitty.

It was hanging by a thread.

They tarnish so fast.

Was like that
when I plucked it.

Everybody else,
Tigh, the others,

you, all shiny.

The soldier in him
has had enough for a while.

He'll be glad to sit in that courtroom
and fire his missiles there.

Ms. Prosecuting Attorney.

Down the hall.

It's not what you think.

It was appropriated with
the noblest of intentions.

See the soles?

See how the soles are worn?

She drags her feet.

You're catching on.

And the rest? What's all this?

My demons.

I borrow things.

My parents disappeared
when I was 9 years old.

They were kidnapped.

Murdered for...

For the money they had on
them, which wasn't enough.

I went to live with an uncle.

Stole from him
until I could run away.

So, what did you take from me?

I was thinking the
photograph that you carry.

That girl. The pilot.

The one you carry on you.

But you've had enough
stolen from you already.

I'll try and get these
back to her somehow.

The other pocket, at the back.

The guards took it from her.

I borrowed it from them.

I still have a case pending.

If you want to help,

if you dare to help,

get this to my client.

A case?

I have a calling,

so the ringing
in my ears tells me.

Okay, you better explain this.

Don't even know what it is.

Well, I do.
Where did you get it?

The one that scolded you
like a schoolboy,

frakking with your head. What's his name?
Mr. Serious.

Kelly.

Kelly?

Yeah.

I never would have let Athena go
airborne with you in the Raptor.

I would have stopped it.
You know that.

Yeah, I know that.

You better lock me up.

And I don't want any trial.
I won't stop.

I will keep trying.

I'll keep at it, I Will.

I did my job, sir,

and I have done my job
for two years now.

Every day, I sent
people out to fight,

I cleared them all to die.

So many people.

I just got tired
of living with that.

You ask that man,
if he had to choose

between giving his life up
for a Cylon or a human,

what do you think he'd say?

I had to do something.

XO, reinstate Major Adama

as Commander of the Air Group.

Effective immediately.

It's good to have you back.

Thank you.

I'm sorry. I guess I was wrong.

I made it worse. No.

No, you should be in your bird.

I think I should
be with Lampkin.

Well, now that we know
that it was Kelly,

we can ease up
a little bit on security.

In his condition, I think Lampkin
needs help preparing the trial,

presenting his case.

The President has a few possibilities.
She's looking.

Dad, why not me?

I'm close to the case,
I've read the documents.

I understand
Lampkin's strategy.

We have things under control.

Lampkin will have help.

I wanna do this.

You're a CAG.

You're not a lawyer.
Far from it.

What? And you're a judge?

No. But like the four
other men picked,

I'm capable of listening
to the evidence

and making an ethical decision.

And I'm capable
of helping Lampkin.

Forget it.

I need you as CAG.

Why did you give me
those books? Huh?

I mean, you gave me
your father's law books.

I made a mistake.

Why? Why is it a mistake?

Are you afraid
that I'll be like him?

You're a pilot.

And with Zak gone and Kara
gone, you need someone

to carry the flag. Is that it?

You're a pilot
and you're my son.

I will not look across that court and
see you sitting on the other side.

See me? Or see someone else?

Report for duty.

Is that an order?

You're in way over your head.

Report for duty.

Is that an order?

I'm through giving you orders.

Remove Apollo from the board.
Inform Helo he's to remain at CAG.

My son has more important
things to tend to.

Hey, how's the leg?

You mean my lucky break?

Gave me a reason
not to come up here.

Sooner or later,

you run out of excuses.

It's hard to let her go.

Lee...

I'll see you around.

"There's no greater
ally, no force more powerful,

"no enemy more resolved,

"than a son who chooses to
step from his father's shadow."

"Romo Lampkin."