Gaeta: (pointing a pistol at Baltar) I believed in you!
Caprica: Whoa, whoa, Gaeta.
Gaeta: I believed in the dream of New Caprica.
Caprica: Gaeta, we all did.
Gaeta: No! No. Not him. He believed in the dream of Gaius Baltar. The good life. Booze, pills, hot and cold running interns. You led us to the Apocalypse....