Battlestar Galactica

Baltar: Politics is the only thing more boring than blood samples.

Adama: Politics. As exciting as war. Definitely as dangerous. Roslin: Though in war, you can only get killed once. In politics it can happen over and over. Adama: You're still standing. Roslin: So are you.

Roslin: Mr. Zarek. Oh, don't worry. I won't be kissing you today. Tom Zarek: That's a shame. I shaved very closely in anticipation of being smacked by you.

(Boomer and Helo on Caprica, scouting a spaceport) Helo: Now all we have to do is wait until dark, infiltrate the most heavily fortified military hub on this planet, hope the Cylons have not completely wasted the spaceport, steal a ship, meet Galactica, and fly to her without getting shot to hell. Sharon: Is that all?

(talking to reporters about the state of the fleet) Zarek: Look, there's no economy, there's no market, no industry, no capital. Money is worthless. And yet we're all held hostage by the idea of the way things used to be. Look where we are. This man (pointing at a gardener) wakes up every morning, tugs on his boots, and goes to work in this garden. Why? Because it's his job? What job? He labors but he gets no benefit from his labor. And he's not the only one. Many of us are just still going through the motions of our old lives. The lawyers still act like lawyers but they have no clients. Businessmen still act like businessmen, but have no business! President Roslin and her policies are all about holding on to a fantasy. If we want to survive, we need to completely restructure our lives. We need to think about the community of citizens, the group, not the individual. We need to completely free ourselves of the past and operate as a collective.

(in the locker room) Starbuck: You have a problem with my hygiene? Apollo: You have hygiene?

(at Baltar's victory celebration) Roslin: I thought you hated these things. Adama: It's Colonial Day. Where else would I be? I'm a patriot. Roslin: You really are, aren't you?