here.
Yeah.
But at least now we have...
a map and a direction.
(chuckles)
We have struggled
since the attacks...
trying to rely on one another.
Our strength,
and our only hope
as a people...
is to remain undivided.
We haven't always done
all we could to ensure that.
Many people believe
that the scriptures...
the letters from the gods...
will lead us to salvation.
Maybe they will.
''But the gods shall lift those
who lift each other. ''
And so, to lift all of us...
let me present once again...
the President of the Colonies,
Laura Roslin.
Thank you.
(knocking on door)
I'm okay.
I'm okay, really.
Yeah?
It's just....
I don't want our baby
born in this cell.
Their child?
l told you a child
would arrive.
Told you it would be born
right here in this room.
How could you ever
doubt me?
Boomer is going to bear...
our child?
An honor for which
she is hardly deserving...
but one doesn't
question God's will.
Well, you're not a chip.
That we've established.
Yes.
(Baltar)
Sharon being pregnant
does suggest...
that you are rather more than
a simple manifestation
of my subconscious.
l'm not....
Crazy?
No.
And who...
or what...
are you...
exactly?
l'm an angel of God
sent here to protect you.
To guide you,
to love you.
To what end?
To the end of the human race.(male narrator)
Previously on
Battlestar Galactica.
The refinery captain
is still not cooperating.
And now, seven other
container ships are refusing
to release their supplies.
Frak this!
l'm sending in the marines.
Tell them to get over there
and bring back the supplies.
People, step back, all right?
We're just here
for the supplies. All right?
Stay out of our way,
and no one gets hurt.
(gun firing)
(grunts)
Cease fire! Cease fire!
You shot people
for throwing coffee.
The crowd was out of control.
Somebody took a shot.
l don't know who it was.
Then all hell broke loose.
lt was an accident.
What do you want from me,
Helo? She's a Cylon.
(gun firing)
l'm not going to let you
kill her. Okay?
She's carrying my child.
l'm okay, really.
Yeah.
lt's just, l don't want
a baby born in a cell.
People, just step back.
Stay back, all right?
We just need some supplies.
Get them back.
Get them back.
(gun firing)
Cease fire! Cease fire!
(people clamoring)
Medic.
We need a medic in here, now.
Dad!
Oh, my gods! Oh, my gods!
(D'Anna)
This recently discovered
footage...
from what's become known
as the Gideon Massacre...
appears to show
Galactica's marines
firing indiscriminately...
into a crowd of
unarmed civilians.
Four dead, 12 wounded.
And yet, as of today,
not a single charge
has been filed...
against any of
the marines involved,
nor their commanding officers.
This is D'Anna Biers,
reporting.
(D'Anna)
That's gonna blow
this thing wide open.
We need some stock footage
of raging marines.
We can intercut that with
the eyewitness statements.
(door opening)
You've no right
to come in here like this.
Ma'am,
you're to come with us.
What, am l under arrest?
No, ma'am.
And what if l refuse to go?
Hello, Miss Biers.
lt's nice to see you.
Welcome to Colonial One.
Madam President,
it's an honor.
Cmdr. Adama.
Where did you
get the tape?
From an anonymous patriot.
So, is this a social call
or are we on the verge
of another coup?
Funny.
Just something
to break the ice.
l take it l'm here because
you are unhappy with my story
on the Gideon Massacre?
What happened aboard
the Gideon was a tragedy.
But it was not a massacre.
But the tape shows your men
firing into a crowd
of defenseless civilians.
My marines tell
a different story.
Not to me.
l've submitted
a dozen interview requests,
all denied.
Well,
that's about to change.
You've been lobbying
to do a story on
the Galactica for months.
Cmdr. Adama has agreed
to give you unlimited access
to his crew and his ship.
That's right.
Unlimited access.
All access won't buy you
a propaganda