Defense Subcommittee.
So the new wife comes through.
l wish l had in-laws
with pull.
Give me a couple of years.
l'll have some pull.
You watch me.
l'll have my own
Battlestar one day.
(guard)
Open up, please.
All right.
You have my parole.
When l'm on duty,
l'll make no attempt
to free her...
or sow insurrection
among the crew.
When l'm not on duty,
l'll report directly
back to this cell.
Pre-flight brief is underway
in the Ready Room.
Right.
(Roslin)
Good hunting, Captain.
Thank you, Madam President.
Colonel, once you
find the fleet, l'd like
to have a word with you.
There's nothing to talk about.
You went up against
the old man and you lost.
(door slams shut)
We jump in,
we hold off the Cylons...
we crunch the numbers,
and we jump out.
That's it. Simple plan.
Not so simple to do.
Computers have been networked.
The board is green, sir.
All stations report
ready to jump.
(crew member)
FTL go!
That software firewall ready?
Best l can make it, sir.
l wish Dr. Baltar was here.
To hell with that.
l'll take your work over...
that shifty son of a bitch
any day.
(Dualla)
Speeding up FTL drive.
Stand by!
ln five, four, three, two...
jump!
Jump completed.
Report.
Multiple dradis contacts.
Cylon Base Star,
and multiple Cylon Raiders...
bearing 487-carom-221 .
(alarm blaring)
(beeping)
Lieutenant!
Computations underway.
We'll be able
to plot the fleet's position
in seven minutes.
(Flyboy whooping)
Let's get these suckers!
Hey, Flyboy,
you know we got a pool going,
right?
To see who gets the most kills
now that's Starbuck's AWOL.
We know I'm gonna clean up.
Flyboy, shut up and focus.
This is not a simulation.
Roger that.
(ECG machine flatlining)
(Kim)
His heart stopped.
Defib now!
Power's unstable.
The battery units
are at the aid stations.
Well, then get me a knife.
(ECG machine beeping)
Weapons free.
And open racks and engage!
(pilot)
Viper two-one,
I'm right behind your tail.
Here it comes.
(alarm blaring)
The Cylons are hacking
our network.
They're attempting
to access our gateway.
Now it's a race.
(pilot)
We've got three more.
Spike that, spike that.
We have four more.
(Gaeta)
First firewall penetrated.
(Apollo)
Sierra-Alpha.
We got a new bogey.
(Hotdog)
What is that thing?
I don't know,
but whatever it is,
it's bearing on Galactica.
We've got to take it out!
Apollo, Hotdog, defensive.
Three right, five at two.
Tally, Hotdog! Kat, on me!
(Kat)
Roger that.
I'm with you, leader.
Will you pray with me?
Help us, Lords of Kobol.
Help your prophet, Laura,
guide us to the path
of righteousness...
that we might....
(Venner breathing heavily)
That we might destroy
our enemies.
Let us walk the path
of righteousness...
(sighing)
and lift our faces
unto your goodness.
Help us turn away
from the calls
of the wicked...
and show us the knowledge
of your certain salvation.
We offer this prayer....
(ECG machine beeping)
(Gaeta)
Calculations at 56%.
Second firewall's
been breached!
(Apollo)
Damn it!
(Gaeta)
Frak, they're fast.
Third firewall down!
(Kat)
Apollo, approaching
Galactica's flack barrier.
Cylon target within gun range.
(Apollo)
Wind it!
Apollo, we're straying
into Galactica's
engagement zone!
I'm almost there.
I'm almost there.
I'm almost there. Come on!
Frak! Frak!
(Apollo)
Damn it!
Had it!
(Apollo)
Plan in position
for a strafing run!
Apollo reports impact
on the starboard flight pod.
We've got a decompression
in the flight pod.
No explosion, no fire.
Repeat, no fire.
No fire!
(Gaeta)
80%! Almost there.
They're through
the fourth firewall.
One left till they've
accessed our mainframe.
Frakker.
That's mine. That was mine.
(beeping)
We have a solution
for the fleet's position!
(Tigh)
Break the network!
(pilot)
Hang tight.
Sure can, gentleman. Sure can.
Network is broken!
Computers restored
to local control!
Tell the Vipers
to get back aboard.