Adama: I'm gonna put her up against a bulkhead and I'm gonna shoot her as a mutineer.
Tyrol: Are you out of your frakking mind? Cally was just following my orders.
Adama: She's a ringleader, so she goes first. And then the rest of your deck gang. Figurski, Seelix, Pollux.
Tyrol: You won't do this. We have a son.
Adama: Understand me. The very survival of this ship may depend on someone getting an order that they don't want to do. And if they hesitate, if they feel that orders are sometimes optional, then this ship will perish. And so will your son. The entire human race. I don't want to do this, Chief, but I will put ten Callys up against a wall to make sure that this ship and this fleet are not destroyed.