will get your needs tended to, captain.
You have my word on it.
-Thank you, madam president.
-You're welcome.
Hi.
-What's your name?
-Cami.
Hi, Cami. I'm Laura.
Are you alone?
She was traveling with her grandparents.
But grandmother's having some health problems
since the announcement.
Not to worry, though.
We are taking care of her.
My parents are gonna meet me
at the spaceport in caprica city.
Spaceport. I see.
We're going out for dinner. and I'm having chicken pie.
And then we're going home.
And then daddy's gonna read to me.
And then I'm going to bed.
Uh, a message from lieutenant Valerii.
She's found a fuel refinery ship filled with tylium.
Oh, good.
About time we caught a break.
That brings us up to about, what,
60 ships so far?
-Not bad for a few hours work.
-No, sir.
But only about 40 of those ships
have faster-than-light capabilities.
We should start  transferring people off the sublights
-onto the F.T.L.S as soon as possible.
-All right.
Colonial one, raptor 312,
I'm back, and I brought a friend.
Welcome back, Boomer.
We got a lot of thirsty ships here
eager to make your friend's acquaintance.
-Did you pick up any other contacts out there?
-Negative. There's no one left.
-Got a visitor.
-we see him. Can you jam his signal?
Trying.
It definitely scanned us before it jumped.
We have to go now.
Cylons will be here any minute.
-Will they be able to track us through a jump?
-No, sir, it's impossible.
-Theoretically impossible.
-Theoretically.
Madam president, there are still thousands
of people in the sublight ships.
-We can't just leave them.
-I agree.
We should use every second to get as
many people off the sublights as we can.
We can wait to jump until we pick up
a cylon strike force moving in.
We're easy targets. They're gonna jump
right in the middle of our ships
with a handful of nukes and wipe us out
before we have the chance to react.
We can't just leave them all behind.
You'll be sacrificing thousands of people.
But we'll be saving tens of thousands.
I'm sorry to make it a numbers game, but we're
talking about the survival of our race here.
And we don't have the luxury of
taking risks and hoping for the best.
Because if we lose, we lose everything.
And, madam president,
this is a decision that needs to be made right now.
Order the fleet to jump to Ragnar immediately.
Madam president, something else
you should be aware of...
I have cancer.
I know.
Little things.
A couple of comments you made.
My prognosis is doubtful.
I wish I could say it was the least of my worries,
but the world is coming to an end
and all I can think about is
that I have cancer
and I'm probably going to die.
How selfish is that?
It's not selfish...
it's human.
Is there something you wanted to say to me?
Well, I..I just thought you should know
that little girl you met earlier, Cami...
her ship can't make the jump.
Thank you.
This is your pilot speaking.
Passengers, please take your seats
and stand by to jump. Thank you.
Set ESB trajectory.
Colonial one, for god's sake,you can't just leave us here!
Set.
Cycle cryo-fans.
I can't believe you want us
to leave these people behind!
Cycled.
at least tell us where you're going.
We'll follow at sublight. Please!
No.
If they're captured, then the cylons know too.
I've got 50 people on board.
Colonial one, do you copy this?
-Spinning up F.T.L. Drive now.
-Don't leave us here.
Show a little humanity.
We don't have any weapons.
All ships prepare to jump on our mark.
Five.
-Colonial one, please respond.
-Four.
May the lords of kobol protect
those souls we leave behind.
Three.
I've got contact.
Inbound targets heading this way.
Two.
-I see them too.
-One.
-Oh, my god, they're cylons!
-Mark.
I hope you people rot in hell for this.
You all right?
I'm fine. It's just something
about this place.
What about this place?
Yeah, ever since I got here,
something in the air affects my