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Every 3 hours Mr. Thomas start the clock

We are going to find our missing pilot and we're going to bring her home.

[Tense instrumental music continues]

I'm going to go topside and make some breakfast.

APOLLO: Pull the CAP. TIGH: What?

Crap. Unacceptable. Whatever it is you feel about this...

- Kara. - Yeah?

That's an estimate. She may have a reserve supply.

ADAMA: We need more eyes. TIGH: Where we going to get them?

Not as personally as you'd like.

ADAMA: Thank you, Madam President.

- It may take an order. - Why?

- Cylon Raider, sir. - You're right. It's just a matter of time.

Is it for Kara? For Zak? For what?

Come again, Apollo.

Nothing would make you happier, would it? Leave her behind.

Doc says it's too early to tell, but knowing you, you'll be fine.

to their missing patrol, and send another one here to look for it?

So they're searching a lot of other places, places with potential supplies.

I'm close with all my pilots.

[Tense instrumental music]

Col. Tigh, do I need to know something?

Then they see you. Then they rescue you.

right above my head.

And get herself killed.

We've left enough people behind. I don't wanna leave Starbuck behind.

Now you're going to teach me how to fly.

- We need more pilots. - Everybody who can fly is up, sir.

Are you going to order us to stop the search?

do you honestly think this is wise?

Now your ass belongs to me.

Like staking out water holes in the desert.

Since there's been no dradis contact in the area...

nvr stop the clock