Battlestar Galactica (1978–1979): Season 1, Episode 19 - Experiment in Terra - full transcript

We've actually found human life forms.

- Look at them.
- Oh, my Lord.

Hopefully this is our first contact
with an Earth vehicle.

The lives of those people
do not belong to us.

They must continue on their journey.

- Can you identify them?
- I've never seen flying craft like it.

Do not lose contact.

You'd have to be pretty powerful
to beat the Alliance.

By the good graces
of the Lords of Kobol,

the Galactica leads her survivors

towards the coordinates given us
by those great lights



that vanished as mysteriously
as they appeared.

There are those who speculate
that those lights,

advanced ships, really,

might have come from Earth,

giving us great hope that they have
a highly developed technology.

Even now, our long-range scouts
patrol the quadrants

watching for signs that indicate

that we are growing close.

Apollo?

Yeah. I'm awake.

- How long have I been in sleep period?
- 'About six centares. What's up?'

I can hear your klaxon over the comm line.

'You're about 50 sectars ahead of me.'

Wait. Something's coming
onto the edge of my scanner.



What's it look like?

A sub-light vehicle containing six life forms.

- Apollo, you don't think...
- It's our first contact with Earth?

Don't get your hopes too high.

I'm kicking in my turbos to catch up.

Apollo?

I see her. Now back off a little.

Back off? We've come
millions of metrics for this moment!

Starbuck, we don't want
to scare them out of their wits.

- I hadn't thought about that.
- Look at the life signs.

That's incredible.
They indicate humans but...

but at minimum life-support level.

Colonel, what is this?

I'm sorry but everyone's so excited.

News has spread that there are life forms

and that Captain Apollo
has attached the tow lines

Yes, sir.

On the line, Commander.

People of the fleet,
this is Commander Adama.

'Rumours are spreading faster than fact

'about the discovery of a manned vehicle

'soon to be brought aboard the Galactica.

'I must ask you all to be patient
and cautious in your optimism.

'The incoming vessel will have to be
placed in strict quarantine,

'carefully, before we can allow
anyone near it,

'for fear of jeopardising
not only our own lives,

'but the lives of whoever
is aboard that spaceship.'

Hopefully this is our first contact
with an Earth vehicle.

Commander, so far no responses
whatsoever from within the ship.

I doubt we'll get any response.

Why? All life signs indicate
live body functions.

Alive but minimal.

They could be sick. Or it could be a trap,

maybe a bomb planted inside
capable of blowing us apart.

There is no bomb!

The defusing team say the ship is clean.

Has anyone tried to tell those inside
that we're here?

Yes, there was no response.

- But they're alive?
- Yes, but barely.

Gentlemen, there is no need
for all this conjecture. Let's go in.

Dr Wilker, one centon, please.

Could we be upsetting a critical balance
by entering this ship...

violating the seals?

We penetrated the hull with a probe

and took samplings
of the gases in the atmosphere.

- And?
- Almost zero atmosphere.

- Zero?
- Traces of oxygen, carbon dioxide.

But nothing that could sustain life
as we know it.

Yet six life forms
on this ship live, even if barely.

What happens...

if we enter the decontamination chamber
attached to the ship?

Would we be killing those inside
if they're used to zero atmosphere?

Commander, nothing human
could survive in that ship.

Well, then, this is it.

It's incredible.

- By the grace of God.
- Oh, my Lord.

Bless their hearts. Look at them.

Some of them are babies. Just children.

Doctor, are they alive?

They are alive.

You sure? They don't look
like they're breathing.

Their metabolism has been lowered
to sustain life.

- They're conserving fuel.
- Precisely.

How long could they have been like this?

Perhaps a long, long time.

Yeah, well, we've got to do something
to try and bring them out of it.

Starbuck, done improperly,

- that could terminate their lives.
- Why?

Because we haven't the slightest idea
of how this equipment functions.

To tamper with a life-support system

which has kept them in this state
for a yahren or 100 yahren

could mean termination.

You mean we finally find humans
who are possibly from Earth

and we've got to leave them
in these tubes?

Lieutenant,

Dr Salik is a physician.

I am a scientist.

We'll have no trouble comprehending
how their technology works.

I'll pick one chamber and run tests on it.

You mean use them
as human testing drones?

And if you short out
his life-support system, too bad,

you just move on to the next child?

Adama, if you'll forgive me,

I believe you people
have served your purpose.

The rest is in our hands.
It's not a military matter any more.

Commander, we do need
some room to work.

Very well.

But understand one thing, Doctors.

Who these people are

and where they were going
when we intercepted them

may be crucial to our survival.

I want no chances taken with their lives.

Commander, bringing them here at all
may have been fatal.

By now, I'm sure that most of you are aware
that something special has happened.

We've found people from Earth.

Please use your question indicator
before addressing the class.

- I'm sorry, Athena.
- You're excused.

Now, I'm sure you realise
that what happens throughout this day

is liable to affect us for the rest of our lives.

We're all a trifle nervous.

Yes, Loma?

If people are inside that ship,
why aren't they coming out?

We can't allow it right now.
Their craft has to be decontaminated.

Who knows what that means?

Yes, Boxey.

We have to kill any sick bugs
that may be on their ship.

Very good.

We aren't talking about things
that are large enough for us to see.

When we were all thrown together
on this fleet for the first time,

some of us had troubles, didn't we?

My parents got sick
from the liquids and food.

Yes. We aren't saying that there's
anything wrong with these liquids

but that they contained bacterial strains

which some of us from the outer Colonies
had to get used to.

Their bodies had to do what? Class?

- Adjust.
- Very good, you remembered.

If you'll all look at your monitors,

you can read the key phrase
for today's lesson.

"The human life form

"can adapt to many varied
environments and foods."

The key thing in remembering
adapting is time.

It takes time to adjust.

My dad said that it could be possible

for those people to kill us
before we knew what hit us

- if they carry the wrong bugs.
- Your father said that to you?

Not exactly. He was arguing with Starbuck.

Children, if you'll just continue
to read the text on your monitors,

I'll be right back.

Boxey, come with me, please.

Let's go try and find your father, Boxey.

Apollo.

Hey, Boxey, how you doing?

Are you trying to frighten
the children of the Galactica?

What?

I'm trying to reassure the children
that what's happened is good.

Boxey heard you telling Starbuck
this event could kill us all.

What I said was that we and the people
in that ship share the same risk.

- Either could be dangerous to the other.
- We've decontaminated that ship.

On the outside, yes.

Even if we do kill off any bacteria
that could hurt us,

what about all the other things in our air
that we take for granted?

Any one of them could be lethal
for the people inside that ship.

I told you.

Boxey.

Then what am I supposed to tell
these children

who've been promised a normal existence
once we find Earth?

Tell them the truth - that hopefully
this is a giant step forward.

That could send us plunging down a cliff.

If you'd like, I'll talk to your class later
when we know more.

- All right.
- Yeah, I'll see you.

You're gonna get it.

Come on, Boxey. Let's go back to class.

Do you realise that nothing
we have on the Galactica

seems to correlate
with their symbols or systems?

- They're human.
- Yes.

The ship flies, it draws energy.

It has to make sense.

We're just going to have to start
taking some chances.

Apollo, you look like
you just lost your first love.

- They're not getting anywhere.
- Give them some time.

- They may not have any time, Athena.
- Whoa.

You sound as though there's some choice.

- There is.
- What do you mean?

You found a ship drifting in space
with living beings inside.

We're doing everything we can for them.

- We aren't leaving them alone.
- Leaving them alone?

Is that what we do to the first humans
we encounter from another civilisation?

We've encountered other humans.

Not since we left range of our home planets.

Everyone we've encountered up till now,
every colony or outpost,

are drifters or pioneers
who set out from our home planets.

- Terms, dress, technology, all familiar.
- So what are you saying?

That if even a few
of the humans we've run across

were descendants from the lost 13th tribe,

they were stragglers, left behind.

Now, here on this ship for the first time,

we've actually found human life forms
from a technologically advanced civilisation.

- That's been the whole point of the voyage.
- Boomer's right.

That's why we've risked our lives
staying on this tin can

instead of stopping
at one of the planets we've passed

- that could've supported life.
- It is not why we haven't stopped.

We've never stopped because
we've never been strong enough!

- We've been a hunted people.
- No, not for some time.

Look, let's lighten it up a little.

You may be our best warrior
but you see everything in absolutes.

We win, we don't. We find Earth, we don't.

A girl says yes, she says no.

The quality of a civilisation is determined
by the values between these extremes.

Apollo, you're being a little too hard
on Starbuck.

If anybody's interested in my vote,
I'm with Starbuck.

I say go in there, open those boxes
and start interrogating those people.

All our lives depend on what they know.

Reese...

stay out of this
or I'll stick that mug down your throat.

Look, I'm not suggesting we do something
that could hurt those kids.

- I was just trying to...
- Reese!

I can handle my own philosophical battles.

Suit yourself, but I'm not the only one
that feels like this.

Sooner or later the fleet's gonna stop
letting those old boys tinker around

and demand that we open the cases.

If they're human, they breathe fresh air!

Which is what I think I'm gonna get.

It's always stuffy around you two.

- Hey, Reese!
- Hey, hey, hey.

We came in here to relax, not to fight.

Besides, aren't you getting confused?
I'm the hot-headed, impulsive one.

I may be confused

but I still find it hard to sacrifice one life,
even to save thousands.

I'm sorry but I can't let you pass.
The bay's off limits.

Young man, half of these people
are on the Council of the 12.

We want to make an on-site inspection.
It is our right.

You need authorisation
from Commander Adama.

You haven't heard the end of this...

Lieutenant.

- How long has this been going on?
- It's getting out of hand.

We have to put on more security.

Security reports to the Council.
We'll use warriors responsible to my father.

Then put out a general alert.

Representatives are landing on
the Galactica from every ship in the fleet.

- They want to see the Earthlings.
- We don't know they're from Earth yet.

- What happened?
- Must've shorted out a line.

- What are the instruments doing?
- There was a large drop.

You hit the nerve
of their life-support system.

- At least we're getting closer.
- Closer?

You could have shorted out the entire ship.

We can't go on like this.

We do not know what we are doing.
We could terminate them all.

- What happened?
- Captain, please don't interfere.

What's going on?

Well, we found out that
the gas used in the system is...

stored in liquid form.

It is regenerated and recycled
in some way to do with these circuits.

Dr Salik, you don't look so optimistic.

- The system's slowly losing power.
- Losing power? Why?

When we probe the circuits we occasionally
short out lines, draining off energy.

- What?
- Nothing critical.

I can solve the technology
of this system in time.

And just how much time do we have?

How far is it to Earth?
Or how far have they come?

Or how much farther was this system
intended to support their frail lives?

- Discontinue your work at once.
- Captain, you don't have the authority...

I'm ordering you out of this ship.

- Stay and monitor the instruments.
- But I don't know...

Apprise me of any change.
I'll be with my father. Come with me.

Don't you worry,
I wouldn't miss this for anything.

You are in a lot of trouble.

Apollo, you took a lot on yourself.

- There wasn't time for a vote.
- All I needed was more time.

You see, the operational manual

is an integral part
of the bridge instrumentation.

I've determined that the atmosphere
of the planet these people came from

is approximately one-fifth
the atmosphere of Caprica.

Also, there are references
to another planet called Terra...

- Wait a second.
- Yes, sir.

Terra?

Terra in Gemonese means Earth.

That doesn't mean this is the Earth
we're looking for.

And what difference does it make?

We've illegally seized an alien ship
on an unknown course.

- Illegally seized?
- What do you call taking a ship out of flight

and tampering with it
until its resources begin to dwindle?

- Are they dwindling?
- A slight power loss is to be expected.

- We don't know...
- What we're doing!

Please be civil. Dr Wilker is trying to help.

Look, I know that.

But we can't put the lives of those six people
in his hands or anybody else's.

- What do you suggest?
- We let them go.

- Let them go?
- Put them back on their course.

And lose any chance
of communicating with them?

Enter.

- Adama, I...
- Please, please.

According to Dr Salik,
those two adults and four children

may expire before this time cycle is over.

All the more reason to break the seals
and try to revive them.

Please. One more opinion
is the last thing we need.

Mine isn't the only opinion.

Representatives are coming
aboard the Galactica from every ship.

- They're furious with your inaction.
- Furious at my inaction?

What right have I to pass sentence
on those children?

Quite right, Adama. No, no, I agree.

Our people judge you far too harshly.

Why don't we take a vote of the Council
and lift this burden from you?

You mean, they haven't already decided?

Apollo, you will be responsible
for the security of that ship.

And Geller, why don't you call the Council
into session immediately?

Whatever you wish, Adama.

"Whatever you wish, Adama."

There's kids on the spaceship!
Kids just like us!

- Only from another world.
- Boxey, return to your seat

as well as the others,
or stay for an additional period.

And you, young man, will stay anyway
for returning late from meal period.

I wanted to see the kids.

Are they really just like us?

They look like us but they don't move.

Children, what Boxey is trying to explain

is that these space voyagers
are in a state of suspension.

What does that mean?

It means that in order to travel
great distances between planets,

they couldn't carry
enough life-supporting gases.

Who knows what is the most important gas,
which we need to breathe to live?

- Boxey.
- Oxygen.

Very good.

Do I still have to stay
for an extra learning period?

- Yes.
- Oh, frack.

We want to go in there!

Please, stay back.

Don't crowd in here. Stay back, please.

Don't crowd in here. Stay back.
Give us some room.

- You have no right to keep us out!
- What's the matter with all of you?

- The makings of a mob.
- Anything new inside?

Nothing encouraging.
I'm on my way to see Adama now.

You are to allow no one,
and I mean no one, aboard that ship.

We'll contain them until the orders arrive.

What orders?

The Council's voting to terminate their
life-support and let those poor people out.

You can't let them do that.

We have no idea what levels
of resuscitation they require.

Don't worry, no one's getting by us,

but you tell Adama what's happening
and hurry.

In the meantime,
until we hear from the Commander,

we're in charge here.

And until we receive orders
from the Council to the contrary,

we are in charge.

Now, look, you golmonging snitrag,
this is a military bay.

You and your men have jurisdiction
over civilian personnel only.

Aren't the people on that ship civilians?

Well, now, we don't really know that, do we?

Maybe they're mercenaries,
come here to mow us all down.

Two adults and four mercenary children.
That is an imposing threat.

Take your positions.

One more step, black-shirt,

and you'll be flatter on your back
than those Earthlings.

Sarah? Sarah?

Are we there yet?

Michael, what's wrong?

- Not the children?
- No. They're fine.

It's just that we're not...
where we're supposed to be.

Sarah, I want you to watch the children.

For some reason, our systems
are growing low. I'll be right back.

- I'm going with you.
- No, Sarah, you must stay.

If their systems fail, open the children's
cocoon, give them oxygen.

How long will that last?

Please, don't ask me any more questions.

I'll be right back. OK?

It has been decided,
as the support systems are failing anyway,

to remove the humans
from their ship immediately.

But we cannot do that.
You've all heard what Dr Salik said.

- It could kill them.
- We shall be as prudent as possible.

Begin with the oldest member
amongst the space voyagers.

He will make the best
psychological adjustment.

Council members, I cannot be responsible...

You're not responsible. We are.

Are you?

Have you the right to order a doctor
to carry out a Council order...

when it conflicts with every medical ethic
and moral instinct of his conscience?

You have your orders.

And you, sir, have a problem
with finding another doctor.

- Adama, talk to him.
- Oh, I plan to.

Excellent.

I plan on telling him that he has given me
one of the proudest moments of my life.

Something marvellous
has happened here. Please...

do not let it pass unnoticed.

Would you mind telling me
what all that means?

Dr Salik has just reaffirmed
that we are a race worth saving.

The Council has voted.
We're bringing them out.

- I don't believe it.
- It's true.

- Dr Salik wouldn't sell out.
- Not Salik.

They're getting a couple of med techs
from the Rising Star.

Now that it's official,
Starbuck, Apollo, step aside.

Stand aside for the doctors.
They have work to do.

Don't move any closer.

I said don't come any closer.

Welcome to the Galactica.

- If you'll just stand aside...
- Stay back, Reese.

Stay out of this, Apollo, I'm in charge here.

We mean you no harm.

We just want to come aboard and help.

Hold it!

Get those people under control.

- Is he...?
- He's alive.

Who are you?
Why have you brought us here?

- We're brothers.
- No!

Your markings are not ours.

Where are we?

Is this one of our abandoned lunar posts?

You're onboard a ship.

What ship? A ship this large?

What do you take me for...

a backwards fool?

Tell them to stay back!

You're contaminating me.
You're killing me...

and you're killing the children.

What's happening?

Don't touch him. Don't touch him!

We've decontaminated the ship

but not the people inside
the support chambers.

- Our bacteria.
- It's not contamination. He can't breathe.

It's the atmosphere density.

Quickly, get him
to a decompression chamber

and then the three of you go
to decontamination immediately.

- Let's go.
- Cassie...

lower his pressure to one-fifth
of our atmospheric pressure.

- Where are you going?
- To check the others. Commander.

Please, please don't hurt them.
They're only babies.

Our atmospheric pressure is greater
than wherever they come from

and it was literally crushing them alive.

But they appear human.

We are adaptable.

They may be from a planet
where the air grew thinner over millenniums.

Or ours grew heavier.

Either way, they're not compatible
with our environment.

Remove them from these decompression
chambers and they will die.

What a pity.

What a great, great pity.

To have come so close,

perhaps even to the very humans
whose tribe we've been seeking.

Perhaps there is some way to sustain them
until they can talk to us.

- No!
- No?

With the lives of our fleet
so dependent on their answers?

Can Earth support us?

Is it sufficiently advanced
to help us ward off our enemies?

Can it protect itself from a Cylon invasion?
We can't let them go.

I'm sorry, but the lives of those six people
do not belong to us.

We must let them continue on their journey.

Apollo, there's no telling
how long they've been in flight

or whether they will reach their destination.

Dr Salik said the power to their life-support
systems was almost depleted,

which could mean they were close.

Apollo, that's possible,
but what if they're not?

It's a chance we have to take.

I believe this family is being directed
to some planet unknown to us,

where we might find the answers
we desperately need.

That's why I think
Starbuck and I should escort them.

If you were to reach this planet
to which this ship is destined, as you say...

what then?

Their physiology is
so incompatible with ours.

Yes, they cannot withstand
the weight of our pressurisation, true.

But we've spent short terms
in environments with lower pressure.

Where they're going, I believe
we could survive for the short term.

Dr Salik?

I will not reiterate the conversation
we've been having.

Obviously, you've been conspiring,
to put it kindly.

'I merely expressed the facts to Apollo.'

Then let me understand you clearly.

These children cannot survive

unless they can go
to wherever their ship has been directed.

'Unless you want to imprison them
in depressurised canisters.'

Thank you, Doctor.

The Council won't approve letting them go.

- We've no time for political debate.
- Wait.

Now, listen, all of you.

Suppose this were not a political situation.

- Suppose it were a military situation.
- Commander...

That's right.

These little beggars are the worst things
we've seen since the Cylons.

- That's right.
- What?

They gunned down a security guard
in front of my eyes.

He's OK, it was a stunning device.
Starbuck, they are children.

I don't think you're getting into
the spirit of the conversations.

If it's dangerous, it's military.

Naturally, being military and dangerous,
it must be reported to the Council.

Naturally.

We will remove the fleet
from any immediate danger

by placing the hostile spaceship
back on its course.

Lord help us.

Apollo, you can't fool
any reasonable person with this.

These aren't reasonable people.

They're bureauticians.

'Adama, the fleet is in a complete panic.

'These so-called children fired
on our security guards.

'The Council wants to know
what you plan to do.'

Extraordinary measures are being taken
even as we speak, Sire Geller.

'I should think so.

'We are not at all pleased
with the way you've handled the situation.

'We want answers and we want them fast.'

You heard him. Your plan won't work
unless we move quickly.

Before their spaceship
exhausts the fuel that she has left.

Yes, it must be quickly.

Go. Go with my blessings
and the blessings of the Lords of Kobol.

Safe journey.

- Any change?
- No change.

We've managed to stabilise the pressure

but we can only hope that
there's no permanent damage.

Did you hear what the Council voted yet?

It condemns them to spending the rest
of their lives in these chambers.

- If they live at all.
- Apollo.

- All clear?
- Is what all clear?

- Starbuck...
- Buddy, this is no time to be subtle.

Subtle about what?

We're taking your patients.

You're not serious.

Starbuck, do you know
what they can do to you?

Have to catch us first.

- Dr Salik, you've got to stop them.
- Don't look at me. I'm with them.

In fact, I'm going
to help monitor the equipment.

No, you're too essential here.

Someone needs to monitor that equipment.

- We could use some help on that ship.
- You're asking me to mutiny.

Mutiny, that's a very harsh word.

Think of it as an act of mercy, Cassie.

What Starbuck and Apollo are about to do

is the only chance these people have
of surviving.

- You sure you're all right?
- I'm all right.

- There are guards all over the place.
- Times like these test our mettle.

You made a career out of risking yours.

Doctor, if you're gonna help, lead the way.
We're all med techs. Let's go.

Keep moving.

- Hold it!
- I'll take care of them.

- What'll you tell them?
- I'll tell you after I think of it.

Wouldn't interfere with orders
from the Council?

Where are you taking that chamber?

The ruling just came.
The children are to be taken off the ship.

Then you've lost.

I don't lose
as long as those people remain alive.

Keep those people out the way.
Time is critical.

We've got to transfer those children
into the portable chambers

as quickly as possible.

Do you need any help making the transfer?

You're much more valuable
here with Reese.

Make sure he's able to control the crowd
away from the ship.

- My men won't have any trouble.
- Good.

Then I'll get back and help Dr Salik.

- He sure changed sides in a hurry.
- Yes.

I'm disappointed in him.
I thought he had more guts.

Orders are orders.

Some people understand that.

If their suspension units won't work,
we'll leave them in ours.

You'd better find a way
to make their units work.

If we don't get back off with those two
chambers, those guards won't let us out.

Apollo, I think we found some help.

Who are you? What do you want with us?

We're here to help you.

Help me? My God, don't you know
what you've done to us?

We know. We want to put you
back on course.

- Sarah.
- We just placed her back in her chamber.

Do you know how to make the unit work?

Who are you?
Are you with the Eastern Alliance?

What is this Alliance?

How can you not know about the Alliance?

Who are you? What is all this?

You're from a planet called Terra,
is that right?

My people are.

I, Sarah, and the children
were born on Lunar Seven.

That's where we were escaping from.

But you know that
or else you wouldn't have stopped us.

No, we stopped you
because we didn't know any better.

We hoped you could help us.

I'm Starbuck, that's Apollo,
Dr Salik and Cassiopeia.

- We're on your side.
- I would like to believe that

but this is just the sort of cruel game
the Alliance would play.

- It's not a game. We'll help you.
- How?

Where were you bound for
when we intercepted you?

I won't tell you.

What's your name?
What are you called on Lunar Seven?

- Michael.
- Michael.

We want to put you back on course.

My ship knows its course!

All you have to do is put it in space.
It's pre-programmed!

- We'll do that if you'll help us.
- Who are you?

- People from another world.
- What?

A shattered world. We're refugees.

We're searching for a way
to protect our people.

- How much do you think I can believe?
- It's all true.

One more thing. Do you know
the course back to Lunar Seven?

No. We are never going back there.

Somebody must know, maybe
on the planet you were heading for.

Look, whoever you are,
you don't want to go to Lunar Seven.

The Destroyers will annihilate you
before you get there.

- Apollo, we have to get out of here fast.
- I know.

I'm responsible for pulling you into our ship.
I want to correct that.

But if we don't get you out
in a few centons, you'll never make it.

- Centons?
- Trust us or we'll have to keep you here.

- Are you well enough to fly this bird?
- He could go into compression any time.

It's the only way for us to escape.

Wait a minute!

This is all happening too fast.

Why do you want to help me escape?
If you're not from the Eastern Alliance...

Doctor, we're running out of time.

I'd like to keep him in the chamber
till the last centon.

It could be the only way.

We'll offload one chamber
and say we're sending for more.

- Good idea.
- You act like you enjoy this intrigue.

I'm scared to death.

Michael, please,

we must get you back
in your decompression chamber.

I don't know who you are

but it sounds to me
like we have a lot in common.

We're all human.

Boomer, Jolly. If he can spare you,
we need help getting two more chambers.

- We don't need your help.
- Thanks.

OK, I give up. What's going on?

- We're taking that ship out of here.
- Holy...

That's right. When that ship fires up,

you two are gonna see that security
doesn't try to stop her.

- Who's in it?
- Michael and Cassie.

- Who?
- We don't have time to explain.

Jolly, put another chamber next to this one.
Then wait for all Hades to break loose

- when you hear those engines fire.
- Got it.

What about you two?

- We're flying escort.
- I hope you know what you're doing.

We're gonna learn what we came to learn.
We're one step closer to Earth.

- Here's Jolly.
- 'Blue Leader, we're ready.'

Stand by. This is it,
you've gotta fly us out of here.

- I feel fine. Are you going with us?
- He's gonna cover your escape.

I'm Lieutenant Boomer.
Get your ship out fast.

- It'll be hard to keep 'em back.
- Thanks.

Good luck, Michael.
Good luck, Cassiopeia.

What's going on?

Move! I have to get these children
to the life station.

- Who fired the engine?
- Orders.

We're to jettison her
to avoid further contamination, right?

All right. I don't know what you're up to
but I've had all I'm gonna take.

Step aside!

You're endangering the lives
of these children.

Surely not even you're that cruel.

Jolly, you forgot the kids!

Halt! In the name of the Council,
I order you to stop!

Don't fire into that ship!
You'll take out the whole landing bay.

You are in trouble, Officer.

- Who's in charge here?
- I am, sir.

What's this about? Where's that ship gone?

It was decided that, to avoid any chance
of contamination, that it be jettisoned.

Who decided that?

Do you realise the opportunities for learning
that were on that ship?

Absolutely, Sire Geller.
It's an appalling situation.

Very well, then get it back! Get it back!

Boomer, have Starbuck
and Apollo take after that ship

and bring it back - immediately, if they can.

Starbuck and Apollo?
Do we have to have them?

They're already in the bay
ready to launch on a routine patrol.

- It's our only chance.
- Very well. Give the orders.

- Dr Salik?
- Yes?

- What are you doing here?
- Me?

I thought you'd be at the life station
monitoring the humans.

You overruled me on the case.
I'm no longer in charge.

Don't you remember?

- I'd better see to the launch.
- You'll excuse us.

If he's not on the case,
what's he doing here?

What are those chambers
doing in the bay?

What is going on here?

We'll take sleep periods
to conserve strength.

There's no telling how far off
their destination is.

- Set your breathers to conserve.
- But I'm too excited to be sleepy.

- This trip could be endless.
- Meaning none of us may make it?

Remind me to invite you to my next party.
You're a lot of fun.

Going into sleep mode.

The ships have been gone
for almost a secton now

and still no word.

The Council has asked me to appear
before them for an inquiry.

'Paradeen Control Centre
to Lunar Shuttle Avion.

'We have you on visual. Do you read?'

'Lunar Avion responding.
We have you on visual.

'All systems are operative
and in stand-by mode.'

'Excellent, Lunar Avion.
You are 20 hours behind our ETA.

- 'What is your support status?'
- 'We are within tolerances to rendezvous.'

Apollo, am I hearing voices
or am I still in sleep period?

No, I'm hearing them.

My scanner says at least one
is coming from the shuttle.

We're approaching that land mass
at a dangerous clip.

Cassiopeia?

Cassiopeia, do you read me?

Yes. Yes, Starbuck, I do.

The portable receiver
you placed here works fine.

But who on your ship is talking?

I haven't the slightest idea.
It's just me and all these instruments.

Have they altered since departure?

No, but they're...

What are you doing up?
You shouldn't be up.

Yes, it's all right.

The ship has begun to adjust
to the pressure on Paradeen.

- Captain Apollo?
- Michael?

Yes. I'm fine now.
The ship is proceeding in on automatic.

The voices are computers
from the former base we had here.

Follow us down, you'll be safe.

- What former base?
- There's nothing left on Paradeen

except Sarah's father
and a place for the children.

Why are you telling me now?
We'll have time to talk on the surface.

I wanted to be honest with you.

We will destroy the homing transmitter
as soon as we're down.

We have to. It's to protect us.

You're going to destroy the coordinates
back to Lunar Seven?

'I have no choice, Captain Apollo.
They could be following us.'

'Cassiopeia, stop him!
Don't let him touch anything.'

There's nothing you can do, Cassiopeia.

It's all being done down on Paradeen.

I'll be saving your lives as well as ours.

- From whom?
- The Eastern Alliance.

- Commandant?
- Yes, Krebbs?

The craft which escaped from
Lunar Seven a month ago.

Yes, Destroyer Two reported the incident.

Nothing more than some children,
a farmer, a young girl.

- Has the ship entered our zone?
- I'm not certain.

My readout matches the Lunar Seven ship.

- How far away?
- 20,000 kilometres, heading for Paradeen.

Too far away to go
to any bother over children.

We'll stop off
when we complete our patrol circuit.

Sir, there's more than one ship.

- More than one? But the report...
- You'd better see the screen, sir.

- Can you identify them?
- I have never seen flying craft like it.

- We cannot compute their power function.
- What do you mean?

They aren't using power
familiar to the computer.

But this is impossible.

Whatever you do, Krebbs,
do not lose contact with those ships.

Sir.

Lanceman, replot a course
for the planet Paradeen.

Commandant, we are due on Lunar Nine
in three days.

- I said Paradeen. Star speed.
- Star speed?

- Star speed and battle-ready.
- Yes, sir.

I'm Vector and this is my son.

Hector.

Father, I thought we were
expecting small children.

Now do you see, you half-witted fugitive
from the plastic factory?

You have misprogrammed
their slumber chambers.

- Oh?
- They've all grown up.

This one must be little Walker.

And this one, with the big long hair,

must be Charity.

Oh, what a great big beautiful girl.

Father, I know you had to build me
with scraps you had on hand

but even I can tell
this is not a female of the species.

- Thanks.
- By Jove, you're right!

- Who are these people?
- Vector.

Since when do androids carry weapons?

Oh, don't be alarmed, Master Michael.

Sarah's father armed us
when the hostilities broke out.

- Hostilities?
- They're over now.

However, we ought to get back
to the ranch soon.

Father is correct.
The temperature drops at night

and we know how fragile you humans are.

Is the ranch where we'll find my father?

- Yes, Miss Sarah.
- I'll get the children.

This place, Paradeen.
Whose colony is it exactly?

Terra's of course.
But who are you not to know that?

Be civil, Hector,

or I'll break you back down
into spare parts!

Father, we must be careful.

Our programming did not cover guests,
if that's what they are.

For once you are correct, Hector.

But we'll sort this all out back at the ranch.

This is your new home.

- Do I get my own room?
- Me too?

- And me?
- Kids, be patient.

Find out what Sarah's father
has prepared for us.

Oh, Miss Sarah!

It's a nice dwelling.
Did Sarah's father build it?

Well, he started it
but my father and I finished it.

- Michael!
- Yes.

I can't find my father.
Surely he knew we were coming.

Hector, why didn't Sarah's father
meet us here?

Father.

- He-He couldn't be here.
- Why not?

Michael.

- Well...
- Go ahead, Vector, explain yourself.

Well, maybe it will be easier if I show you.

No! Daddy!

It's your fault!

You, my father, all of you!

You're so drunk with your sciences!

What do we get for it, death?

More death?

Oh, Daddy.

An unfortunate circumstance.

But actually, Master Michael,

I'm sure that we can provide for Sarah
and her children a very good life.

- A little lonely maybe.
- Hush up, Hector.

He's sore because I didn't
build him any brothers and sisters.

A girl is what I really want.

If I had parts for a woman,
I'd build one for myself. Hmph!

Well, let's get into the house
before the humans freeze.

Hey, kids.

Melanie, come here.

Where is Sarah?

I apologise.

They've been under for so long
they'll be awake all night.

They need the exercise.
It's time we got down to serious business.

Wait. Nothing serious...

until we've given you
our coming-home present.

It belonged to Sarah's father.

It was his pride and joy -
rescued from the glory days of Terra.

Oh, it contains the most
beautiful artists in all of Terra.

And when you see them...

No! I'm sorry, but we've
purposefully kept the children

from seeing the sights of Terra.

But they're wonderful. Father promised me
one day I might go there.

Hector, Vector, thank you.
I know you meant well

but the children can never go there.

Pressurisation?

Another of science's great mistakes.

Sarah...

I think it's time you stop blaming technology
for man's sins.

It's obvious that it's not the tools,
it's what we did with them.

Except for sending families
to faraway planets to grow food,

not realising children born there
can never come home.

Your systems had an atmospheric pressure
one-fifth that of Terra?

Exactly.

Even Sarah and I were born on Lunar Seven
and can't go home,

although I haven't sheltered my child
from Terra as she has with her children.

Her children?
I thought you and Sarah were...

No. You see, the oldest girl is my daughter.
The rest are hers.

My husband was a farmer before he was
killed. I would never marry a technocrat.

Can we see some pictures of Terra?

- I said no.
- Oh...

- Please, it's so beautiful.
- Sarah!

Every night when Hector
and your father and myself

finished building this house,
your father would take us inside

and show us a song and a dance
that they used to do

at the Royal Theatre on Terra.

Now, if we were to perform that for you,
with the music only and no picture,

would that be all right?

- I suppose so.
- Ah.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Hector and I will now perform
the selfsame dance

that was performed
at the Royal Theatre on Terra...

or a reasonable facsimile.

Come on. Sit down.

OK...right.

? We're farmland inspectors,
we're homestead protectors

? We see that things run here much
betterer ? Betterer!

? If you think he looks bunk
it's because he is junk

? I'm made up from spare parts
and et cetera

? He's old and he's crusty,
his brain is so rusty

? He's often been caught in the rain

? Though my voice is quite squeaky
and he calls my joints creaky

? I love the dear lad just the same ?

OK. Time for bed.

- Time for bed.
- Do we have to?

Promise to go to bed if I tell you a story first?

Yeah!

Let me tell you about the time
I was surrounded by Cylons.

What's a Cylon?
Cylons behind me...

No question, all three ships
have landed on Paradeen.

Commandant!

The homing signal
from Paradeen has stopped.

How long will it take a communiqu?
to reach Terra?

At least two months, sir.

And if we use the Lunar Seven relay station?

I'm afraid it was knocked out by sabotage.

Those incompetents on Destroyer Two!

Can't they maintain order
on a defunct planet?

It's not going to happen on Paradeen.

Hector, Vector, thank you.

Not just for the song and the dance,
but for preparing this home for us.

And most importantly,
destroying that homing device

so we can live here safely.

Oh, my goodness.
In all the excitement, we let you down.

What?

We didn't get a chance to destroy
the homing device as you ordered.

Oh, Vector.

That could very well be the end of us all.

If there are Destroyers in our area,
they could home in on us.

I waited at the control centre for hours
but you never came.

Oh, Vector.
Our ship was delayed by these people.

Hector, I want you to go straight
to the control centre

and destroy that homing device!

Hold it. You can't do that.

We saw you safely to your destination,
now you must help us find Lunar Seven.

Lunar Seven? Is he out of his mind?

He must be. Who would want to go there?

Hector, carry out Master Michael's order.
Destroy the homing device.

Thanks for nothing.
You just traded six lives for 6,000.

Apollo, we should explain the facts of life
to one another.

Whatever harm you think
I've done your people, you're wrong.

It would be dangerous on Terra
or Lunar Seven.

The sooner you warn your people
about the Eastern Alliance the better.

Would you explain this Eastern Alliance?

It's time we told each other everything,
see where we go from there.

Terra was a planet of many nations.

But finally it came down to two sides -
East and West.

A struggle for food and resources

and the military might
to take whatever they wanted.

- And the West lost?
- No, the war continues.

But the East has been destroying
our satellite planets.

The planets that we've
established to feed our people.

Estimated time of arrival on Paradeen?

In six hours but at this rate
we are burning fuel so rapidly...

Thank you. Continue at this rate
until further notice.

How are you, sweetheart?

- Good morning.
- Morning.

You're up early.

The children were anxious to get outside.

I thought I'd keep them quiet
so you two could rest.

Well, I believe it's going to take
more than rest.

You see, her father was all Sarah had.

He was quite a man.

As you can see from what he's built.

- It's beautiful here.
- Yes.

But what kind of life
is it going to be for the children?

Sarah and I here alone on a strange planet.

- How will we survive alone?
- Don't forget Hector and Vector.

It seems they did most of this themselves.
It's incredible.

- There's a lot worth living for here.
- Let's hope so.

- Where's your friends?
- Out exploring the surrounding area.

There's a lot to learn about this place
and about the culture on Terra that built it.

Apollo, forget about Terra.

I told you, it's no place to take your people.

Michael, in our language

Terra's a word sometimes used
by an ancient race to refer to Earth.

Have you ever heard Terra called Earth?

Yes, but it's also a term used
to refer to the soil,

other planets with similar environments.

It's a common belief with us
that we all stem from the same tree.

- Good morning.
- May I speak with you alone?

- Excuse me.
- Certainly.

I want you to stay on with us.

I'd like to.
But my people are searching for Earth.

It could mean the difference
between life and death for us.

Apollo, you can't leave me alone here.

You have Michael and the children.

It's Michael I don't want to be left alone with.
I don't love him.

We were forced together out of necessity.

My father needed help hiding us on Lunar
Seven while I made preparations here.

In return, he was going to make room
for Michael and his daughter.

Well, it sounds as if Michael has lived up
to his end of the bargain.

The bargain wasn't my idea.

I don't know what my father had in mind.

But there's only one house.

There, you see?
You don't even have a place for me.

I might be willing
to make certain allowances.

You don't even know me.

I could be the worst scavenger
in the universe,

or a spy, or a saboteur, who knows?

I know you well enough to know I like you.

And I like you.

But, Sarah, I...

Even if it weren't for the mission, I don't...

I don't love you.

At least not yet.

But in time you could.
I've seen the way you've looked at me.

If you just give me half a chance...

What are we talking about?
This is impossible.

I gotta leave here and soon.

And if you aren't able to?

What's that supposed to mean?

You don't know about the Alliance.

You don't know what you're heading into

and how well off you could be here, with me.

Apollo!

- You won't believe it. We're in business!
- Starbuck.

Sit down. Take it easy.
Take it easy. Nice and slow.

You're forgetting how thin the air is.
Cassie, some air!

I saw this whole city, Apollo.
I mean big, modern.

It's beautiful.

Did everybody who landed on Lunar Seven
also have delusions?

- Not like this.
- Wait, delusions? What delusions?

Get that felgercarb out of my face.

No, he's not having any delusions.

- About the city, I mean.
- A huge city here?

You said this was just
a remote farming community.

I don't know. Look, you have to understand.

We've been under
an oppressive government.

Information from one outpost
to the other is always discouraged.

The less people knew,
the less they were discontent.

It's really very simple.
The people were destroyed.

The buildings weren't.
They're as good as new.

Neutron or bacterial weaponry?

Nice. Destroy the food producers

and leave the hardware
for after they win the war.

Then they are planning to come back.

Who says they'll win?
You've never seen a battlestar before.

Starbuck, you'd have to be pretty powerful
to beat the Alliance.

We're not so bad.

So far you haven't got anything
as advanced as our stuff.

But we can't help them unless we get some
tangible information back to the fleet.

This city, if it was left intact,
must have records,

things we could use
to plot this area of the universe.

Sarah, where are you going?
This is good news!

I don't understand women.

Apollo, what did she say to you?

I, uh...I think she's just having a hard time
making the adjustment.

See how much trouble I spared you,
not making a woman for you?

- You said you didn't have the parts.
- We'll talk later.

I believe Apollo would like to explore the city.

Starbuck, I want you to go back with Hector

and find a library or a scientific centre
that we can use to find Lunar Seven.

- What are you gonna do?
- Go back to the ships

and warn Galactica about this Alliance.

If there's Destroyers here,
they'd better know.

Right. Come on, Hector.
You want to come too?

- I'm dying to.
- No.

- Why?
- I need you. I'll explain later.

- Shove off.
- Now, just one minute...

Oh!

Vector, I want to show you something.
You see that barrel?

Oh! Good heavens!

No more stopping us
from getting all the information we need

- to save our people, OK?
- Erm, Master Michael?

It's all right, Vector.

After what you told me, I won't interfere
with you or your people any more.

- I don't have the right.
- Thank you.

- All right, take off.
- Hit it, Hector.

No, no, no, drive.

- Once around the planet.
- OK.

Vector, I want you to take Apollo
to his flying machine.

Master Michael, whatever you say.

- Can I go with you?
- And me!

- And me and Walker?
- Kids, kids...

It's their new home.
It was too dark to see last night.

- Jump on the hovercraft.
- Yes!

I feel about as useful as a meteor storm.
What's going on?

I want you to stay close to Michael.

- You don't trust him?
- I'll explain it later.

Just spend a lot of time with him.
Really get close.

- If you think it's important.
- Believe me, it's important.

All right, now, hold on tight.

OK, ready.

All right, kids, settle down.

- Have fun, kids.
- Hang on.

- Apollo's quite a guy.
- Uh-huh.

- Are you two, er...?
- Oh, no. I'm completely available.

Come to think of it,

I've got an excuse to spend
a little bit of time with you.

- Oh? What's that?
- I'm a medical technician.

I want to hear everything you know
about Terra's medical technology.

Well, I'll be happy to tell you all I can.
But let's not do it up at the house.

Sarah goes crazy
when she hears scientific talk.

Why don't we talk in the barn
while I feed the animals?

OK.

It was beautiful, once upon a time.

- Still is.
- With all the children laughing and playing.

The music, the science... It was as fine
as any city on Terra. So I'm told.

I don't believe this.

The waste of it all.

Why can't man get along with man?

That, Hector, is the question.
I know. I have asked it...

many times.

My father has tried to explain it to me

but I guess I am a little slow.

You two make quite a pair,
you and your father.

For androids patterned in man's image,

I'm not so sure you didn't
get the best end of the deal.

I consider that a compliment.

- I've never understood it.
- What, Starbuck?

We can provide just about everything
to give our brothers a good life.

You humans are very resourceful.

I believe you can do anything
you set out to do, in all the stars.

Then why don't we?

You ask me? On Terra, I doubt
if I'd be given a licence to operate.

I am just a collage of...spare parts.

Well, I could use a few just like you.

What would you do with us?

Oh, well...I don't know.

- Probably put you on the Council of the 12.
- Ah.

Start a world that reacts to logic
instead of passion, greed, jealousy.

- That makes sense.
- Yeah.

Well, you can disregard it.

Whatever's logical
and in the interest of all mankind,

we'll do exactly the opposite.

- Listen, Vector...
- Hector.

Oh, sorry.

Is there anyplace else
that we haven't looked yet?

- Not that you could get to.
- What do you mean by that?

There were archives -
vaults where special data was stored.

That's what we want. Let's go!

No, it's deep beneath the city.

The air - I believe the death and decay
has rendered it unbreathable.

We came to find records. Now, let's go.

Wait, Starbuck! You must take it slow.

Hector!

- We have the planet Paradeen on visual.
- Very good.

- Land away from the three ships here.
- Yes, sir.

- There's somebody down at our ships.
- The Morelands. They live over the hill.

I thought this planet was deserted.

Oh no, there are still a few farmers left
who lived beyond the city

when the Eastern Alliance
destroyed Paradeen.

They don't live well but they're alive.

They shouldn't be fooling with our ships.
Let's go.

Mr Moreland, look here.

Have you ever seen the likes?

There's no question about it,
the Alliance are back.

- What do we do now?
- It may be too late to do anything.

Vector, where'd you learn to drive?

Kids, get down out of sight
in case there's trouble.

- You the Morelands?
- Well, who wants to know?

I mean you no harm but I'd like you
to climb down off that ship.

- You don't look like the Alliance.
- I'm not.

Those duds don't look West-like.
What's left?

- They're from Galac...
- We're from Lunar Seven.

We escaped to bring
a family here to Paradeen.

How'd you get by
the federal garrison there?

It has been eliminated. The Eastern Alliance
now patrols this area with their Destroyers.

I know all about Destroyers.

They can spot the flight of a gnat
across a million star miles.

Or unwelcome settlers
on a forbidden outpost.

Why don't we tell them to go, Josh?
For their own good.

My wife is telling you the truth.
You'd better go before you bring them here.

These people have no place else to go.

Their father came
to prepare a place for his children.

Children? Not here?

My God, no.

Doyle, take her to the wagon.

I don't know who you are
but if you're not gone by nightfall,

you'll be sorry you ever set foot on this soil.

Are all your neighbours like that?

You can't blame them for being terrified.
The Alliance could return.

Children, don't do that now.
Children, don't! Be careful!

Todd, don't you touch anything!

Already been touched.

- What do you mean?
- It's broken into a million bits.

What?

We're finished.

Apollo, are you all right?

- Our ships have been destroyed.
- Has the Alliance landed?

No, just a crude job
of shattering all our instruments.

- Your neighbour the Morelands.
- I didn't know we had neighbours.

We spotted them as we pulled up,
had a few heated words.

We'll have to deal with them
for bashing our ships around.

- How do you know they did it?
- They were on the ships.

- Who else could have done it?
- Getting even won't help.

If the ships can't fly, we're stuck.

But if they'd do that, who knows what they'll
do to Sarah and Michael and the children?

We have to tell them not to harm
these people.

"These people" include you now
if your ships are damaged beyond repair.

I don't know for sure. Maybe we can
salvage parts, get a communicator working.

Where's Starbuck?

- Hector, where's Starbuck?
- There's been a dreadful mistake.

- What are you talking about?
- The archives.

Hector, you didn't take
Starbuck down there?

These people have barely
enough oxygen to survive

and in those subterranean tunnels
he wouldn't last for 15 minutes!

- He didn't.
- You left him in there?

Why didn't you carry him out?

Never mind that. Just take us to him.

Starbuck wouldn't leave.
He sent me for the portable oxygen.

I couldn't find my way back to him.
There's a maze down there.

I grew more and more confused.
Finally, I found an exit.

- I went for help.
- You did right.

- For an imbecile.
- You made me.

- Don't remind me.
- Stop bickering and let's go.

- Cassie, get the other oxygen.
- What's the matter?

- Starbuck got lost and needs oxygen.
- I'm going with you.

No. Watch over Sarah and the children.

No telling when those Morelands may come.
They made some bad threats.

Don't worry about the Morelands.
They didn't damage your ships.

- What?
- I did it.

Sarah, what in the name of God for?

I wanted Apollo to stay.

I thought he could survive here.

Michael, I've been terrified
of committing myself to you and to others.

Everybody I've ever loved
has been killed one by one.

My father, my mother, my husband.

- I'm sorry.
- Sarah...

You had absolutely no right
to try to force somebody to stay here.

Especially Apollo.
If it weren't for this man, we'd all be dead!

I have five times the breathing capacity
you do on this planet. I'm going.

At least she told the truth.

All stations, scan for life forms.

In the city, sir?

In the hinterlands.
Everyone in the city was destroyed.

The survivors fear that the invisible death
that annihilated them lingers on.

They hide like animals and eke out
their miserable existence on farms,

utilising practically worthless soil.

Two life form clusters reporting.

- Very good. Where are they?
- Not far apart.

Three forms here. Five in this area.

Three ships, five people.

That's where we begin the search.

There's the first set of chambers.

- Anything look familiar, Hector?
- They all look familiar.

Oh, swell.

We'll have to split up.
Cassie, Michael and Hector go that way.

You have your breathing tanks
and communicator?

We'll check in every few centons.

Apollo, what is a centon?

Mom, it took guts to tell them what you did.

Thank you, baby.

Where are you going?

We're going to put the blankets
on the horses, if that's all right with you.

Mom, can Baby Walker come down
to help with us too?

I don't think so. Walker's got to go to bed.

When you come back we'll put on that song.

- The one my father loved.
- Yeah!

And we'll see how the Royal Dancers
really did it on Terra.

- Yeah!
- That's great.

- Thanks, Mom.
- Come on, let's go.

What's that noise?

All ship's personnel, stand by to land.

- Look, there are strange men with guns.
- Mama!

We should help but we're not big enough.

It's too far to the city.

Vector said the neighbours' house
was over the hill.

- Let's sneak out the back way.
- Come on.

You are from Lunar Seven.

Your presence presents no threat
to our Alliance.

Then what do you want?

To find out about the ships
that accompanied you.

- I don't know anything about them.
- Please.

You have children to protect.
Let us not waste time on deception.

I'm sure you wish no harm to come to them.

Children, run!

Check outside for the children.

Starbuck?

Starbuck?

- Where's Starbuck? This is a maze.
- Cassie, anything?

Nothing so far, Apollo.

These chambers are endless.

Yes, indeed they are.

There's only one person alive
who knows his way around.

Why didn't you say so? Who is he?

He used to be custodian down here.

You met him today. His name is Doyle.

He's hired out to the Morelands.

- Great.
- You're right.

I don't think he'd be
too sympathetic to our cause.

Starbuck!

Starbu...

- Apollo?
- Yeah, Cassie.

We're hearing a tapping. It seems
to be coming from all directions.

The echo is terrible in here.

Stay where you are.
We'll backtrack towards you.

The tapping's growing fainter
but there seem to be two directions to go.

If you keep going, we'll all get lost.
Let us find you. Then we can divide again.

OK, we'll wait for you.

Well, at least it's some...thing.

Are you all right?

I'm just trying to conserve air.

- You don't know how lucky you are.
- Well, I may not suffocate,

but I could rust myself to death.

We may all get lost down here.

These chambers go on forever
and ever and ever!

You're a lot of laughs.

Hector!

Hector.

Please don't shut us out.
The Eastern people will kill our parents!

What's going on here?

You better leave.
If I ever see you here again...

Please, please.
Please don't send them away.

Aggie, what are you saying?
You know that you can't take it.

Please, go back in the house.

This house has been without children
for too long.

We can't bring our own back

and we can't turn these poor little things
out into the night.

Come on.

Starbuck.

Oxygen!

We're in time. His vitals are responding.

If it takes us as long to get out
as it did to get in...

It took us one hour to get in.

It should take us one hour
to get out - or more.

If we don't get out of here quick...

Apollo!

- Stand back or I'll fire!
- We're here to help.

- How'd you know we were here?
- The children.

They also told us that the enforcers from
the Eastern Alliance are on Paradeen.

- They have your missus.
- What?

- Do you know a fast way out?
- It'll take 10 minutes.

Come on, they need help. Hurry up, let's go!

The flame is intoxicating, isn't it?

We have our sides - yours, mine.

I mean your children no harm

but you would serve them better
if you'd tell me where everyone is.

They will have to return sooner or later.

How many children did you kill
when you bombed this planet?

I did not bomb this planet.

I understand every child was in the city
in school when the end came.

- Not a single child left alive.
- Yes.

- Well, it is war, isn't it?
- Yes, it is.

And you will lose.

See what that noise is about.

Uh-uh-uh...

- Our children, are they all right?
- They're fine.

- They're with Mrs Moreland.
- Oh, thank God.

- You said "our children"?
- Did I?

Thanks for all you've done.
If you're ever in the neighbourhood...

Well, maybe someday.

We'll make sure these guys
don't bother you any more.

One small victory does not win a war.

But have we got a surprise for you
when we get you to our home.

Yeah. You might even want to switch sides.

We are the most advanced military force
in the galaxy.

Oh, I believe it.
That's what's so encouraging.

Very good.

- Goodbye, thank you.
- You're welcome.

Well, we'll make a life of our own
in this valley now.

And by golly, we and some neighbours
you haven't met are really gonna help.

- Thank you.
- Don't forget us.

Yes, as we used to say on Terra,

"The beginning of a new day
is the beginning of a new life."

About two degrees right here.

- Wouldn't you say, Apollo?
- Sounds about right.

Commandant, we're heading toward
something bigger than anything I've seen.

My God...what is it?

It's called a battlestar.

Now, then, er...

you were telling us about
this invincible Alliance of yours?

'Fleeing from the Cylon tyranny,

'the last battlestar, Galactica,

'leads a ragtag fugitive fleet

'on a lonely quest...

'a shining planet'

'known as Earth.'