bad feeling
about where this is headed.
So am I.
If the ship poses a threat to us,
we have to eliminate that threat.
[Suspenseful instrumental music]
I don't think they got the message, Apollo.
Yeah, I see it. Boomer,
break wireless silence on my authority.
Warn them to stop their engines immediately.
I suggest that we evacuate the passengers,
then destroy the ship.
Solves the problem
if they're tracking the ship.
What if they're tracking
one of the passengers?
BOOMER: Olympic Carrier...
you are ordered to stop your engines
immediately. Acknowledge.
BOOMER: Apollo, they're not responding.
APOLLO: Are you using the same channel?
BOOMER: Yeah,
but suddenly nobody's home.
Starbuck, fire a burst across their bow.
Copy that.
[Ship's guns firing]
[Suspenseful instrumental music continues]
Boomer, let Galactica know we have
a problem out here.
Commander, message from Boomer.
The Olympic Carrier is heading
directly for us, sir.
They're refusing all orders to stop.
[Suspenseful instrumental music intensifies]
BOOMER: Galactica,
they're still not responding...
and continue to head towards the fleet.
Request instructions.
Order the fleet to execute Jump 240.
Get us between that ship and the fleet.
GAETA: Commander! Dradis contact.
Strike that, multiple Dradis contacts.
[Rapid electronic beeping]
It's the Cylons.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
CRASHDOWN: The Cylons
are on an intercept course.
They'll be in weapons range
within two minutes.
[Alarm beeping]
Radiological alarm!
- Radiological alarm!
- From where?
[Alarm beeping]
The Olympic Carrier, sir.
They've got nukes on board.
Madam President, we have to eliminate
the Olympic Carrier immediately.
There are 1,300 people on that ship.
ADAMA: We don't know that.
The Cylons may have captured them already.
She's not going to do it. She has to do it.
- It's not her decision, Gaius.
- No?
NO. 6: It's God's choice.
He wants you to repent.
Look, at this point there's no choice.
It's either them or us.
Repent of your sins...
and accept his true love
and you will be saved.
[Tense instrumental music]
I repent. Then I'll repent.
[Tense instrumental music intensifies]
I repent.
Do it.
BOOMER: We have new orders.
We're directed to destroy
the Olympic Carrier...
and return to Galactica.
It's a civilian ship.
APOLLO: Yeah, a civilian ship with nukes.
[Sombre instrumental music]
APOLLO: I don't see anybody in there,
do you?
The Cylons will be here any second.
If we're going to do this, then just do it.
Starbuck, form up with me.
APOLLO: We'll make one pass from astern.
STARBUCK: Lee, what if you're wrong?
[Sombre instrumental music continues]
STARBUCK: Lee, come on.
Okay, fire on my mark.
No frakking way, Lee.
Lee? Come on!
[Tense instrumental music]
Mark.
[Ship's guns firing]
[Rain pattering]
[Helo grunting defiantly]
Are you alive?
[Panting]
Agathon, Karl C.
Lieutenant, junior grade, Colonial fleet.
- PK-789-9348.
- I know who you are, Helo.
It's all right. I'm a friend.
[Gunshot]
[No. 6 gasps]
[Solemn instrumental music]
[Both gasping]
Sharon?
HELO: What are you doing here?
BOOMER: Can you walk?
[Helo grunting]
Yeah, I think so.
- What are you doing here, I thought...
- Let's move, mister.
[Solemn instrumental music continues]
[Dramatic instrumental music]
APOLLO: Sir.
ADAMA: Son.
[Adama sighs]
I gave the order. It's my responsibility.
I pulled the trigger.
That's mine.
[Sombre instrumental music]
BILLY: Madam President?
BILLY: Madam President?
I'm sorry, you were saying something?
Twenty-four hours, no Cylons.
- At least you know it was the right choice.
- The right choice.
I'm sorry, Billy.
I think I'd like some time alone, please.
BILLY: Of course.
[Sombre instrumental