instrumental music]
BOOMER 2: You're confused. And scared.
But it's okay.
I'm not a Cylon.
I'm Sharon Valerii. I was born on Troy.
My parents were
Katherine and Abraham Valerii.
You can't fight destiny, Sharon.
It catches up with you.
No matter what you do.
BOOMER 3: Don't worry about us.
BOOMER 4: We'll see you again.
- We love you, Sharon.
- And we always will.
[Tense instrumental music]
RACETRACK: Boomer!
BOOMER: Come on, let's go!
RACETRACK: What took you so long?
BOOMER: Go!
RACETRACK: Where's your helmet?
Go back. Don't turn around.
[Ship rumbling]
[Beeping]
[Ominous instrumental music]
He put his weapon right to my head.
Said to tell you
he was following his instincts...
whatever the hell that means.
ADAMA: Bring him here.
TIGH: What about Roslin?
We put her in the brig.
Dradis contacts!
It's Boomer and Racetrack, sir.
Put them on the speakers.
BOOMER: [On PA system] Galactica,
Boomer. Mission accomplished.
Repeat: Mission accomplished.
The base star is history!
[All cheering and clapping]
There's some good news.
Bring them home, D.
It's good to hear your voice, Boomer.
Come on home.
[Starbuck groaning]
[Starbuck exclaiming in pain]
HELO: It's okay.
I can't believe it.
You are like the last person
I expected to see.
[Starbuck panting heavily]
I could say the same thing about you.
- You okay?
- Yeah, thank you.
[Starbuck exclaiming in pain]
I missed you.
Hey, I...
[Starbuck panting hysterically]
STARBUCK: She's a Cylon!
HELO: No!
You can't! She's pregnant.
[Screaming] No!
[Light orchestral music]
- I know this place.
- Of course you do.
Go inside.
[Orchestral music swells]
I don't understand.
Life has a melody, Gaius.
A rhythm of notes
that become your existence...
once they're played in harmony
with God's plan.
It's time to do your part
and realise your destiny.
Which is what, exactly?
You are the guardian and protector
of the new generation of God's children.
The first member of our family
will be with us soon, Gaius.
It's time to make your choice.
But I don't understand
what you're talking about.
I don't understand.
Come. See the face
of the shape of things to come.
[Orchestral music continues]
Isn't she beautiful, Gaius?
[Baltar exclaiming in wonder]
Open the cell.
Close the cell.
MARINE: Well done, Lieutenant.
BOOMER: Thanks.
GAETA: Hey, nice work.
BOOMER: Thanks. What's going on?
GAETA: A lot happened
while you were gone.
GAETA: Congrats.
BOOMER: Thanks.
Congratulations to both of you.
You carried out a very difficult
and dangerous mission...
and you did it...
despite any personal misgivings
you may or may not have had.
And for that, I'm very proud.
ADAMA: Thank you.
RACETRACK: Thank you, sir.
- Thank you, sir.
- Thank you.
[Gripping instrumental music]
[Haunting music]
APOLLO: Someone get a doctor!
[Alarm blaring]
Hold his head.
[Sombre instrumental music]
[Theme music]