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Adama: You never change, do you?
Carolanne Adama: One of the joys of being long dead. I suppose.
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Adama: (about Lee) He's like both of us. Proud, stubborn and angry. But he's coming into his own, especially in the last few months.
Carolanne Adama: Don't tell me. Tell him.
Adama: He knows.
Carolanne Adama: Knows what? That the Admiral's going to give him a good performance review? Or that his father loves him. Don't tell me the admiral's façade extends to Lee too?
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Roslin: Bill? The answer is yes. I absolutely would have built the cabin.
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Roslin: This is very difficult for me to say, but... I'm going to go to the gym.
Adama: Prepare yourself. On its best days, it smells like the inside of a shoe.
(Roslin laughs)
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Adama: (to Roslin) We've been at war for so long, sometimes we forget what we're fighting for. Raise our kids in peace, enjoy one another's company, live life as people again.
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Roslin: Do you think you would have stayed on Galactica or do you think you would have settled?
Adama: It's pretty hypothetical, isn't it?
Roslin: It is, until it isn't.
(Roslin laughs)
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Apollo: So what's this?
Dee: Oh, it was here when I got in. It's from your father.
Apollo: Is it ticking?
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Apollo: One is the only number you need to remember. Because all it takes is for one pilot to let his guard down. One ECO to miss a DRADIS contact and suddenly the Cylons are on top of us. That's when people die.
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(In the pilot briefing room, Hot Dog rubs his inner thigh)
Helo: What's the matter with you?
Hot Dog: Sorry. I've got the weirdest rash.
Helo: Really? I hope she was worth it, buddy.
(Helo gets up and moves over one seat, away from Hot Dog; Athena is watching from the row behind and moves over one seat at the same time)
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Carolanne Adama: But I knew you long before you were the Admiral. Back when you were just Bill. The husband who wasn't there. The father who left. Just Bill. Who is Bill Adama anyway? Still a good question. I wonder if I'll get an answer.
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Roslin: (to Adama) We can use the lawyers to parse the law but we really need people who actually know the difference between right and wrong.
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Roslin: (to Adama) I'm ready to set up an organizing committee but frankly, trying to get a roomful of legal scholars to stay on task is like herding cats.
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Adama: (to Roslin) Baltar again? Hmm. Can't we just give him back to the Cylons?