how special you are.
How God has chosen you.
Yeah, right!
Well, l don't know what game
you're playing anymore.
But l'm not playing
this stupid game, Sara.
Now you've had your fun.
Why don't you get
yourself checked out?
Go down to sickbay and get
a brain scan. That would
settle it, wouldn't it?
Go ahead. l dare you.
(Tyrol)
How simple could it be?
Okay, we're in
the North-northwest continent.
Quadrant C,
Sector two, which....
Oh, for frak's sake
let me see if l can make
heads or tails of it.
Look, l marked the terrain
as best l could,
but we're not....
Topography's
for pansies anyways.
How're you feeling?
Diplomatic?
l still don't think this is
a very good idea, Commander.
The last time she saw me
she wasn't too happy with me.
She trusts you.
Values your counsel.
She'll listen to you.
l doubt that very much.
l'm her assistant.
She doesn't put any more stock
than what l say--
She thinks you'll be
president one day.
(aircraft engine revving)
Excuse me?
That's what she said
to me once.
That you reminded her
of President Adar when
he ran for his first office.
l don't really know
how to respond to that, sir.
Don't let it go to your head.
Adar was a moron.
(Racetrack)
This is an intra-atmos entry.
You guys buckled in?
Yeah.
(beeping)
Perimeter's clear!
No Cylon presence!
See? Nothing to worry about.
Having good luck already.
Gives me the creeps
seeing him acting
like that with her.
He loves her. And, yeah,
he knows she's a machine.
He doesn't care.
He loves her anyway.
Frak. How can one of us
get that roped in
by one of them?
We should keep
an eye on him, too.
Helo's a friend
of mine, all right.
He's one of the good guys.
Yeah?
Sharon was a friend
of yours, too.
Feel like l'm back
on Caprica.
No, thanks.
l'm happy right here.
Really?
Yeah, actually. Just being
with you and Kara feels
like l've come home.
lt's like l'm back
in the fleet.
But you were never
in the fleet.
That was the other Sharon.
l know. l know that.
But l remember all of it.
Like getting my wings.
My first trip aboard
the Galactica.
You know, the memory of being
in a uniform is so strong,
so potent...
it's like, ''l'm Sharon Valerii
and this is my family.''
That's pretty weird, huh?
lt's okay.
l like weird.
(Zarak)
Losing that priest
really frakked her up.
She's lost a lot of people.
Friends, supporters.
All she has left
is her young prince.
We're here. He's here.
We know what we have to do.
Terrain's rougher
than we thought.
Don't know how far
until we reach this tomb.
Why are you backing
out of this now?
l'm not backing
out of anything.
Getting blood on your hands
is a lot harder
than washing it off.
Then let the Cylon do it.
What if the Cylon were
to get a weapon
and shoot him herself?
There'll be a lot
of confusion, stress, panic.
Then the Cylon could
find herself getting
shot real easy.
And how would you propose
such a thing might happen?
This has to happen, Tom.
You know that.
Not until we find the tomb.
(Helo)
How much further?
Farther.
What?
Farther describes
actual distance,
further is more figurative.
You're a dictionary now?
l'm sorry
l'm smarter than you.
That's okay. The baby can have
your brains as long
as he gets my looks.
Yeah, that'd be
a real blessing for her.
Her?
You know it's a girl?
Yeah.
(Starbuck)
So from what l could tell...
the Cylons have
a plan for Caprica.
They're cleaning up
the bodies...
bringing in
the heavy machinery
to fix the infrastructure.
l understand.
(Starbuck)
But they haven't
killed everyone.
There's a resistance movement.
Once we find the tomb
and get the map, l think
our first order of business...
has to be planning
a rescue mission
back to Caprica.
Lieutenant, l hope you know
how grateful l am
for everything you've done...
and what you risked...
but right now l can't think
about anything
but finding that tomb.
Thank you.
Comfy?
Can't