Bring the nose down,
we should see the planet directly ahead.
What the hell is that?
Oh, my God!
[Fast-paced instrumental music]
Cartman! Get us out of here!
CARTMAN: We got a fire in the turbine.
Shutting it down!
BALTAR: Put it down!
CRASHDOWN: Out of the way! Come on!
CRASHDOWN: Get out of the seat, Doc!
TYROL: Everybody hang on!
TYROL: Can you jump us out?
No, the out drive's been hit.
TYROL: Socinus, get on the horn...
and tell Raptor 2 to jump back to Galactica!
Right now!
Jump back to Galactica!
[Screaming]
Jump back to Galactica, over.
You are ordered to jump back to Galactica.
[Fast-paced instrumental music continues]
Whenever they're within
proximity of one another...
they send off a short IFF burst.
Essentially, they are Cylon transponders...
programmed to identify themselves
to any other Cylon transponder.
- Damn nice work, Lieutenant.
- That's very good.
Now that we know what they are,
I want to test one in the Raider.
DUALLA: Draidus contact.
Raptor 275, sir.
Back early.
Something's wrong.
TYROL: What the hell are you doing?
BALTAR: Oh, God!
TYROL: Hang on!
BALTAR: God! Oh, my God!
TYROL: Do it!
CRASHDOWN: Everybody hit the deck!
[Screaming]
TYROL: I can't see!
TYROL: Pull it up!
Watch the hill!
CRASHDOWN: Thanks for watching!
How many people did we lose?
APOLLO: Ten souls aboard Raptor 3.
Raptor 1, last visual contact was seen...
under power flight
heading toward the surface.
We need a way to take out the base ship
before we can attempt a rescue.
TIGH: Starbuck's working on a plan...
using the captured Raider
to get a nuke into the base ship.
- The Raider?
- When did this happen?
TIGH: About 19 minutes ago.
She said she's working on the details
and we'll have a report at 1400.
ADAMA: Go talk to Starbuck right away.
APOLLO: My pleasure.
ADAMA: And report back to me.
APOLLO: Yes, sir.
Is there something to worry about,
Madam President?
Why do you ask that?
- That look on your face.
- Not now.
STARBUCK: Take that out.
The Chief said we need it, but I don't.
APOLLO: Lt. Thrace, attention!
I gave you a command.
You will obey it. Attention!
You do not take
your harebrained ideas to the XO...
without going through me first.
Do you understand?
Yes, sir.
At ease. So what's the plan?
I'm putting an autopilot in the Raider.
Jump him to the base ship.
Engage the autopilot, punch out.
Get picked up by a Raptor.
STARBUCK: The Raider heads
to the base ship.
Except the transponder
allows the Raider to approach.
Nuke goes off.
Boom, sir.
Might work. Might get you killed.
Would you miss me, sir?
I need every pilot I have.
Even the screw-ups.
Captain.
I'm really sorry.
BILLY: If you do this, it could threaten
everything we've accomplished.
It may bring down the government
and you don't have a right...
to risk that for a...
Go on.
For a drug-induced vision of prophecy.
I am well aware of that.
But it would seem that
the gods have a different plan.
ROSLIN: Would you please get me
Lt. Thrace?
Can I get you some more water?
Yes. Thanks.
You can't be serious.
ROSLIN: All of this has happened before
and will happen again.
That Cylon you interrogated,
he quoted that bit of scripture.
He also said that we would find Kobol...
and Kobol would show us the way,
did he not?
Yes, he did.
ROSLIN: We have found Kobol.
Do you believe in the gods, Lieutenant?
Not that it's any of your business,
but, yes, I believe.
Lieutenant, I am not trying to put you
on the defensive...
I would like you
to think this through with me.
If you believe in the gods...
then you believe in the cycle of time...
that we are all playing our parts in a story...
that is told again and again
and again throughout eternity.
That's the way I was raised.
But that doesn't mean
that my part in the story...
is to go off on some crazy-ass mission
against orders.
May I tell you the part of the