Space Post Four

Captain Lee 'Apollo' Adama: I thought we were sparring. Commander William Adama: That's why you don't win. Commander William Adama: I gave the order, Son. It was my responsibility. Captain Lee 'Apollo' Adama: I pulled the trigger. That's mine. Commander William Adama: [President Roslin is bedridden, dying of cancer, and coughing profusely] What can I get you? President Laura Roslin: [sarcastically] A new body. Perhaps, one of those young Cylon models from the Resurrection Ship.

Commander William Adama: I can't see you as a blonde. President Laura Roslin: You'd be surprised. [laughs] Crewman Specialist Socinus: Hey, Cally, is it true? Did you really bite that guy's ear off? Crewman Specialist Cally: He's lucky that's the only thing I bit off.

Chief Petty Officer Tyrol: [proudly] That's my girl! Admiral Helena Cain: [Cain comes to the cell of Number Six/Gina, the tortured Cylon POW who is collapsed in a heap on the floor] Well, I see that you got it to eat. That's progress, I suppose. Can you get it to roll over... beg? See what it can make of these. [hands Baltar some recon photos] Admiral Helena Cain: You know this thing used to sit in our mess and eat our food, and listen to our stories. Didn't you? You just sat there... listening to us, pretending to be our friend, didn't you? [Cain kicks Gina in the ribs]