on the speakers.
Attention, unknown vessel.
This is
the Battlestar Galactica.
ldentify yourself
or we will fire upon you.
Range now 1,700, sir.
(man)
This is
the Battlestar Pegasus...
to the ship claiming to be
the Galactica. Please respond.
Pegasus? How could that be?
The entire fleet
was destroyed.
Give me direct contact.
Pegasus,
this is Galactica actual.
Authenticate identity
with recognition codes
immediately.
Sir.
l'm receiving
Colonial recognition codes.
They're authentic.
(Cain)
Galactica,
this is Pegasus actual.
Adama, is that you?
Adm. Cain.
What a pleasure
to hear your voice.
(Cain)
Disengage.
Red Team, disengage.
Red Team, disengage.
Commander...
(Cain)
l don't know what to say.
This is a miracle.
You took the words
right out of my mouth.
Step down to Condition One
throughout the fleet.
(Apollo)
Galactica Apollo, you are
not going to believe...
what I'm looking at out here.
lt's like a dream.
lt is a dream.
(man on wireless)
Pegasus Raptor 861, Galactica.
Skids down, mag secure.
Welcome aboard, Admiral.
(Tigh)
Get into ranks, people!
Look sharp.
This isn't recess!
Come on, the landing party
is here. Dress and cover.
Nice of you to show up.
Couldn't get here too early.
Group, attention!
Adm. Cain,
welcome aboard the Galactica.
Cmdr. Adama...
it's an honor.
Allow me to present to you
the President of the Colonies,
Laura Roslin.
lt's a long story. Welcome.
Madam President,
pleasure.
On behalf of the officers
and the crew of the Pegasus...
it's a pleasure
to see all of you.
Welcome back
to the Colonial Fleet.
(all cheering)
Capt. Taylor.
Kara Thrace.
Captain Taylor.
Admiral.
l'm fairly burning with
questions. l hope you
don't mind if l just dive in.
Please.
How did you find us?
Well, we were tracking
a Cylon fleet.
We were trying to predict
their movements, which seemed
rather random initially.
Until we realized that they
were just jumping to systems
with natural resources.
So, we began to scout
those systems ourselves...
hoping to carry out
hit-and-run attacks
on their fleet...
but instead of finding
the Cylons, we found you.
So, you've been
attacking their fleet?
Well, you know what they say
about the best defense.
How did you avoid the initial
Cylon attack on the Colonies?
l'll have another
if you don't mind.
Galactica's finest.
(exhales)
Beats the hell out of
the nickel tour.
Thank you.
l figured if you'd seen
one old Battlestar,
you'd seen them all.
Yeah, well,
she's an old one.
l can't believe the Cylons
didn't kick your ass...
up one side and down the other
in this bucket.
Sorry.
And just for that...
you have to skip this round.
(laughing)
We were docking
at Scorpion Fleet Shipyard.
We were getting ready to go in
for a three-month overhaul.
Most of the crew was getting
ready for extended shore leave
and family reunions.
XO had the deck.
l was down in my quarters,
wrapping up some paperwork...
and getting ready to pack up
to go home to Tauron.
And that's when
the Cylons attacked.
They hit the shipyard
with three, maybe four nukes.
Five ships.
Two of them Battlestars.
They were destroyed
right there.
And by the time
l got to back to ClC...
l discovered
that l'd lost over 700 men.
My gods.
We were
completely defenseless,
so l ordered a jump.
To where?
Wherever.
Nowhere. Just jump.
(Adama)
Blind jump.
Could've ended up anywhere.
Gutsy call.
No. Desperate move.
Didn't see any other choice.
Well, l'm sure you have
quite a story
to tell yourself.
But l won't make you
go through it
right this very minute.
You can send up your logs
when you get the chance.
Yes, sir.
ls something wrong?
No.
l sometimes forget
about the rules
of military protocol.
(Adama)
Adm. Cain is
my superior officer.
She will take complete command
of the entire fleet.
l was wondering
how to broach that topic.
Trust me when l say...
that while the chain
of command