Commander deems otherwise.
(all chattering)
As it appears obvious
that the government...
cannot function under
the current circumstances...
I have decided to dissolve
the Quorum of Twelve...
and as of this moment,
I have declared martial law.
(reporters clamoring)
Get those people
the hell off my ship.
Yes, sir.(female narrator)
Previously on
Battlestar Galactica.
Congratulations, Doctor.
You've just uncovered
your very first Cylon.
l'm not a Cylon.
(Boomer)
This isn't happening.
(gun fires)
l've been here for months,
by myself, on the run,
one step ahead of the Cylons.
You're going out there
or l'm gonna blow your brains
out right here, right now.
(grunts)
(Apollo)
How did Crashdown die?
He gave his life
in the finest tradition
of the service.
You have my parole.
When l'm on duty...
l'll make no attempt
to free her or sow
insurrection among the crew.
And when l'm not on duty,
l'll report directly
back to this cell.
l have
a few months to live.
And in that time,
l will lead the people
to salvation.
lt is my sole purpose.
As it appears obvious that...
the Government
cannot function under
the current circumstances...
I have decided to dissolve
the Quorum of Twelve.
(reporters chattering)
And as of this moment...
I have declared martial law.
(Tigh)
You're sweating.
lt's hot in here.
How long have you known...
Lt. Valerii was planning
to assassinate
Commander Adama?
l had no idea
she was planning
anything of the kind.
You were frakking her.
l ended that weeks ago
on your orders.
You covered for her,
you lied for her.
l admit l used bad judgment.
You protected her
at every turn.
Colonel, l had no idea
she was a Cylon.
l would like to exercise
my Article 21 rights
at this time.
(scoffing)
l'm sure you would.
l guess you haven't heard,
Cylons don't have rights.
Cylon? Wait a minute--
You know what we do
with Cylons, Chief?
l am not a Cylon.
Roslin came up
with the execution method.
l'm Galen Tyrol.
She put a Cylon
out of the airlock.
My father was a priest.
My mother was an oracle.
l've served on Battlestar
since l was 18 years old.
The Pegasus, Columbia,
Atlantia, Galactica--
(groans)
Don't talk to me
like you're a soldier!
You are not a soldier!
(groaning)
The old man always had
a soft spot for you. Let him
decide what to do with you.
Colonel, you gotta believe me.
l am not a Cylon.
l'd never do anything
to hurt Adama.
l love the old man.
That's what
your girlfriend said.
Get him the hell out of here!
(man chattering
on PA system)
(gate clanking)
(chains jangling)
Chief.
(sobbing)
l thought you were on Kobol.
(gate closing)
Don't you talk to me.
Don't come near me.
Don't touch me. lf you do...
l swear, l will kill you.
(Boomer sobbing)
(leaves rustling)
No sign of Centurions
on the perimeter.
l don't like it.
Human toasters
don't go anywhere alone.
Think they're bait?
No.
A pair of Cylons
don't just drive up here
in broad daylight...
not after we hit
that convoy last week.
Frakking A.
(panting)
All right, screw it.
Pass the word
for everybody to sight in.
l want to blow
these Cylons away before
they ever knew what hit them.
Good.
We got to figure out
where the hell we are.
Why? You don't know?
You're the navigator.
You were driving.
(Starbuck)
All right, we can head
toward Cobb's Point.
There's an emergency
airstrip there.
No, l've been....
l was thinking
we could head
southwest towards--
(gun cocking)
Do you hear that?
Drive through a lot of
bad neighborhoods?
Better safe than sorry.
l hear that.
(gun firing)
We're sitting ducks down here!
You go, l'll cover.
Why me?
Don't start.
Fine!
Ready?
Yeah!
Go!
(panting)
Five of them,
spread out between
nine and one! 50 meters.
Ready?
Go!
l didn't see
any shiny silver out there.
l think we're dealing
with the human variety.
Hope so.
They're not as tough
as mechanicals.
Yeah.
They do bleed good, though.