Roslin: I'd like to propose this. You seem hell-bent on paying some kind of penance for whatever it is you think you've done. So instead of resigning, why don't you get up and walk out of here, meet me on the port hangar deck tomorrow evening for this ceremony, and let me pin a frakking medal to your chest?
Adama: I can't.
Roslin: It's not for you. It's for them. Stand up there, acknowledge your fleet, and give them what they need. A hero. That'll be your penance, even if it kills you.