our position.
Tell them we've detected a formation
of cylon fighters directly ahead,
and I intend to attack.
Boomer, do you copy?
-Copy that.
-Ease up there, Boomer.
-Take a deep breath.
-Okay.
Stand by.
-Helo?
-I show ten...
no, no, make that five cylon raiders
on course 324, mark 110.
Speed 7.1,
time to intercept...
-seven minutes.
-You don't sound too sure.
There's a lot of jamming going on.
Cylons are using a lot of sensor decoys.
Sorting through them, but...
Understood.
Just take your time, guide us in.
-We'll do the rest.
-Yes, sir.
So that would put our squadron about here.
Now, it looks like the main fight is shaping up
over here near virgon's orbit,
but even at top speed, they're still
over an hour away.
Plot a course along this axis.
If we can keep virgon between us and the battle,
we might be able to get pretty close
before the cylons are even aware.
-At least, sir.
-Commander.
-Ready for duty, sir.
-Good.
Where the hell did the cylons come from?
All we know for sure is they achieved
complete surprise,
and we're taking heavy losses.
We lost 30 battlestars in the opening attack.
-That's a quarter of the fleet.
-I need pilots, and I need fighters.
Pilots you got. There's 20 of us climbing the walls
down in the ready room,
but fighters...
I think I seem to remember
an entire squadron of fighters down
in the starboard hangar deck yesterday.
Yes, sir.
You sure they'll fly?
Well, the reactor's still hot.
So all we have to do is pull the rad buffers
from the engine,
refuel it, load the ordnance,
and you're ready to go.
The biggest problem is getting them over
to the port launch bay.
-Why can't we use the starboard launch?
-It's a gift shop now.
-Frak me.
-All right, let's go!
Everybody, pick a bird!
We're going to the port launch bay.
-What's the latest, D?
-A lot of confusion.
I keep getting these weird reports
about equipment malfunctions.
-Well, why is that weird?
-It's the number of malfunctions.
One report said an entire balestar lost power
just before it came in contact with the enemy.
They said it was like someone
just turned off a switch.
Cylon formation ahead.
We're down to two confirmed cylons now.
Approaching visual range.
Okay, Boomer.
We'll take it from here.
-You back way off.
-Roger that.
All right, boys and girls,
break into attack formation.
There might only be two of them,
but I want you to stick with your wingman
and do not get overconfident.
-Anybody know what these things look like?
-Pictures I've seen of the old cylon fighters
look like a big flying wing.
Those pictures are 40 years old.
Okay, keep the chatter down
Cag, Boomer.
We got a lot more contact showing up.
It looks like a couple squadrons at least.
All vipers, weapons free.
Let's go get 'em.
What the...
I've lost power.
Jolly!
Jolly, take over!
Jolly, can you read me?
What are they doing?
I don't know.
They're going straight in.
Com chatter is gone.
They're not talking anymore.
Cag, Boomer.
Cag, Boomer.Do you read?
Boomer, this is Cag.
If you can hear me,
they must have done something
to our computer system.
Some sort of electronic jamming.
I've never seen anything like this.
There's no cockpits.
Nobody's flying these things.
Oh, my god!
No!
-Boomer, get us out of here.
-Right.
Once again, we are processing the
information that we've been given.
And I urge you all to try to stay calm.
As we got more information,
I will pass it along to you.
We appreciate your patience.
Thank you.
-What's going on?
-I'm not sure.
Any luck over there,captain?
No, just picking up a lot of confusing chatter.
Well, to be honest with you,
I'm kind of glad you're sticking around.
Makes us all feel better
just seeing you out there.
Well, don't get too comfortable.
This old junker I'm in was
meant for show, not combat.
If we run into a problem,
I'll do what I can to protect you.
But the first sign of trouble,
you pull on the