Adama: (on the telephone) If you still need to be yelled at, I think I can give you some volume.
Roslin: OK. Alright, give it your best shot.
Adama: (calmly) Get out of that bed.
Roslin: That's not your best shot.
Adama: (pretending to be angry) Get your fat, lazy ass out of that rack, Roslin!
Roslin: (laughing) Yes, sir. OK, sir. Anything you say, sir. (pause)