What's different?
- Everything. Just trust me.
I do.
[Panting]
[Leoben groaning]
Now, if you were human...
you'd be just about ready
to start offering up some false information...
about the location of the nuke.
STARBUCK: Some tiny thing that may get
you a reward and spare you some of this.
But then I keep forgetting you're not human.
STARBUCK: You're a machine.
I am more...
than you could ever imagine.
[Panting]
I am God.
I'm sorry. You're God?
[Laughing mockingly]
Wow. Nice to meet you.
That's good.
We'll give you a couple of minutes with that.
It's funny, isn't it?
We're all God, Starbuck. All of us.
I see the love
that binds all living things together.
Love?
You don't even know what the word means.
I know that God loved you
more than all other living creatures...
and you repaid his divine love with sin...
with hate, corruption, evil.
So then he decided to create the Cylons.
The Gods had nothing to do with it.
We created you. Us.
It was a stupid, fracked up decision,
and we have paid for it.
You slaughtered my entire civilisation.
That is sin. That is evil. And you are evil.
[Sombre instrumental music]
Am I?
LEOBEN: I see the truths
that float past you in the stream.
STARBUCK: You have a real thing
about rivers and streams, don't you?
I think we should indulge you
in your obsession.
Do you realise I could kill you
before they came back in the room?
I could get to my feet...
rip your skull from your spinal column...
crash through that door...
kill the guard in less time
than it has taken me to describe it to you.
Then why don't you?
It's not the time.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
GUARD: He's loose!
[Starbuck gasping]
I have a surprise for you.
You fracked up, pal.
Now the gloves come off.
[Suspenseful instrumental music]
Combat, Col. Tigh.
ADAMA: How's the search going
for the nuke?
Nothing so far.
ADAMA: How much time remaining?
TIGH: 2 hours, 9 minutes.
Spread out the fleet.
No ship more than 500 clicks
from any other ship.
- lf there's a nuke, let's limit the damage.
- Aye, sir.
No.
Do it.
[Leoben gurgling]
[Solemn instrumental music]
STARBUCK: Leave him.
GUARD: Sir?
[Leoben gasping and choking]
Tell me where the warhead is...
otherwise you're gonna drown
in that bucket.
I can't drown. I can't die.
STARBUCK: Right.
Commander Adama mentioned
that how if your body dies...
your consciousness is downloaded
or transferred into another body.
Something like that.
No, exactly like that.
See, I've been thinking.
Why is a Cylon willing to talk at all?
Why does he care if we destroy his body?
Won't he just transfer away and laugh
at all of us and our stupid human ideas?
[Leoben coughing]
STARBUCK: Tell me where the warhead is.
This is not your path, Starbuck.
You have a different destiny.
Don't interrupt me.
You see, I'm gonna dazzle you
with my poor human brain.
You see, I think that you're afraid.
You're afraid that we're a long way
from home.
What if you don't transfer all the way back?
What if when you die here, you really die?
STARBUCK: It's your chance to find out
if you're really God...
or just a bunch of circuits
with a bad haircut.
I'm not afraid of dying.
Someone's programmed you with a fairytale
of God, and streams, and life ever after.
But somewhere in that hard drive
you call a brain...
is a beeping message:
"Error, error. Does not compute.
"I don't have a soul. I have software.
"If I die, I'm gone."
[Climactic instrumental music]
[Gasping and choking]
[Panting] I have a soul.
I see patterns.
I know you.
You're damaged.
You were born to a woman...
who believed suffering was good
for the soul, so you suffered.
[Panting] Your life is a testament to pain.
Injuries. Accidents.
Some inflicted upon others,
others inflicted upon yourself.
It surrounds you like a bubble.