citizens.
Great. Herds of lookie-loos,
any one of whom could be a Cylon.
APOLLO: Toasters aren't our only problem.
Don't you pay any attention to politics?
- No.
- A lot of unrest out there.
So why is Roslin insisting
on letting so many people come?
I guess she thinks it's important to them...
to be able to observe
how their government works.
So basically,
she's already running for re-election.
APOLLO: No, Kara.
[Apollo screaming]
APOLLO: Kara, give me that.
[Both laughing heartily]
[Suspenseful instrumental music]
SECURITY AGENT: Thank you, sir.
Enjoy your day.
PALACIOS: The atmosphere is electric...
as Quorum members arrive
with their delegations.
I'm outside the Cloud Nine Ballroom...
where the reception of
the new Quorum of 12 will take place.
The question is, will President Roslin
shake the hand of the man...
many still regard as a terrorist...
or will she snub him, and by extension,
all the people of Sagittaron?
Col. Tigh.
- My wife Ellen.
- Welcome aboard.
Kill me now.
[Ellen clears throat]
Col. Tigh.
[Suspenseful instrumental music continues]
APOLLO: Starbuck, Apollo. Zarek's here.
STARBUCK: Copy.
STARBUCK: Don't worry. This guy's mine
the second he makes a wrong move.
APOLLO: [On wireless] Yeah?
Well, you'll have to beat me to him.
Murderer. You don't belong here, Zarek.
Go back.
GRIMES: What did you say?
He's not a murderer, he's a freedom fighter.
GRIMES: All right?
APOLLO: Excuse me.
- May I see your security pass, sir?
- Not a problem.
I'm a citizen of Sagittaron.
I've got every legal right to be here.
Your rights don't extend
to roughing people up.
Lay a hand on anyone else and you'll be
getting to know Galactica's brig.
APOLLO: Well, everything's in order.
Enjoy your stay on Cloud Nine.
Oh, I will.
[Tense instrumental music]
ZAREK: Tom Zarek.
TIGH: Col. Tigh, Battlestar Galactica.
I see.
My wife.
- Does she have a name?
- Ellen.
ZAREK: Call me Tom.
I don't like to stand on ceremony.
I'm the same way.
All this pretension makes me sick.
You're holding up the line.
Thank you
for making me feel welcome, Ellen.
I hope to see you again.
Why did you do that?
To get our picture on the front page of every
newsletter and photo service in the fleet.
I don't need my picture taken with a terrorist.
Wake up, Saul. Look at these cameras.
[Ellen giggles pretentiously]
Roslin's the past, Zarek's the future.
A blind man can see that.
ZAREK: Madam President.
ROSLIN: Mr. Zarek.
If I were to offer you my hand in friendship...
would you take it?
Well, there's only one way to find out.
[Cameras clicking]
[Crowd chattering]
ZAREK: That was nicely played.
ROSLIN: Thank you.
Just remember, I'm not your enemy,
Madam President.
ROSLIN: And I know today's agenda
is rather large...
but I think that if you'll look
at the scheduled meetings...
you'll see that
they concern issues vital to the fleet.
In some cases, existing policies...
regarding matters such as
the distribution of medical supplies...
NO. 6: You're missing
an intriguing opportunity.
Playa's not wearing any underwear.
Don't be absurd.
[Suspenseful instrumental music]
Really?
She's been eyeing you all afternoon.
She's certainly human.
You're not jealous?
NO. 6: Love isn't about sex, Gaius.
That's an enlightened point of view.
I've been thinking...
as far as I'm concerned
you can have any woman you want.
But always remember...
I have your heart.
Yes. Of course you do.
I can always rip it out of your chest
if I need to.
[Baltar coughs]
ROSLIN: So if there are no objections...
the Chair will entertain motions
to accept today's agenda as proposed.
I have an objection.
[People murmuring]
The chair recognises Sagittaron.
All the items on your agenda are important,
I agree.
Ration distribution, education,
medical services, all very important.
But I'm frankly

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