one of them and the place will go up like a three kiloton bomb. [Ominous instrumental music] Well done. Forceful, so decisive, delivered with such йlan. He didn't speak to me. God didn't speak to me. I was totally lying. I just picked that spot at random. He doesn't always speak in words, Gaius. So the fate... of the entire human race depends upon my wild guess. TRAINER: Attention on deck. ADAMA: As you were. How's the knee, Starbuck? lt'll be ready. I'm not missing this party. [Exhaling deeply] Apollo's leading the strike force. You'll have to sit this one out. - I'm the best pilot that you have. - Not right now. In combat, you got to pull 6, 7 G's. Doc says your knee won't take it. - Well, then he's wrong. - Is he? A Viper thruster pedal... requires this much force... to activate. [Grunting] Now you're on your attack run. They launch their missiles... so you've got to jam that pedal... into the firewall... and hold a 6 G turn... for 10 seconds or you die. [Tense instrumental music] ADAMA: 10, 9, 8... 7, 6, 5, 4. [Starbuck gasping in pain] This is only 3 G's, Starbuck. Not 6. I'm sorry. It's a tough one. But you're staying home. STARBUCK: Keep your ingress low and fast. Use the terrain to stay hidden till the last second. Make sure you give the flak suppression unit enough time... so they can weaken defences. APOLLO: You don't think I'm up to this? STARBUCK: Of course I do. You'll be fine. Look, you're worried that I'm not gonna pull it out of the fire... with some high-risk retina-detaching move... the way Starbuck would. Look, Kara, I'm sorry you're not suiting up. 'Cause everyone would feel so much better, me included... if you were riding along with us. But this isn't an ego trip. This is my job. And don't think for one moment that I will not get it done. I hope so. Because we've got one shot. Don't frack it up by over-thinking. [Suspenseful instrumental music] HELO: Nice thing about being on the run after a nuclear war... nobody left to complain if we hide out in their barn or raid their pantry... while you're on your way to steal a ship, and get off the planet. - It's odd, isn't it? - What? That we haven't seen a single living human being... since the one you shot when you rescued me. We're still alive. Why nobody else? BOOMER: Probably holed up in the fallout shelters or something. Two ways out and a lovely view. What could be better? A feather bed with a silk comforter. HELO: You hungry? BOOMER: I don't know. What do we got? HELO: Peanut butter... baked beans, corn... How about some chilli? [Boomer vomiting] A simple "no" would do. Sharon, have you been taking your anti-radiation meds? I think it was those cold beans we had this afternoon. - You okay now? - Yeah. How far you figure to Delphi? Eight, maybe ten days if we move fast. If we start early, we can be there in no time. [Sombre instrumental music] Can't sleep? I couldn't either before a big op. The Mark II. Good ship. ADAMA: Got me out of a lot of tough scrapes. ADAMA: I've got something for you. It belonged to your grandfather. ADAMA: My mum bought it for him when he was in law school. [Sentimental instrumental music] You see the engraving on it? Yeah, I can barely make it out, but... He was a better father than I was. Dad used to carry that into court cases. Claimed he never lost unless he left it behind. So you're worried, too? About what? You know, sometimes it feels like the whole ship... thinks Starbuck would do better. I don't. How can you be so sure? Because you're my son. [Sentimental instrumental music swells] ADAMA: Get some rest. You're going to need it. Dad... I'll bring it back. You'd better, or I'll kick your ass. It's a good lighter. [Exhaling deeply] [Thunder rumbling] Sharon. Wake up. HELO: What the frack! You killed her... BOOMER: Let me see. [Footsteps pounding] We gotta go. Right
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