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[Gripping instrumental music]
before we get rescued.
[Tense instrumental music continues]
[Groaning]
[Solemn instrumental music]
By taking the Raider...
No matter what you do.
Hey, I...
Well, he's a tough kid. He's gonna pull through.
[Whispering] The press.
[Ominous instrumental music]
[Starbuck grunting]
ROSLIN: No.
- She's bluffing. - Well, let's hope so.
...hearts that they may find peace...
What I need from you is a way off this planet, and a way back to my ship.
It's good to hear your voice, Boomer. Come on home.
Lords of Kobol, hear our prayer.
I will show us the way.
TYROL: Wanna give me a hand here, please? FELIX: Yes, sir.
[Whispering] Come on, D, tell me he's not actually gonna do this.
Carry on, Chief.
[Starbuck panting]
[Starbuck exclaiming in pain]
Open the cell.
[Ethereal music]
once they're played in harmony with God's plan.
- Where the hell did she go? - Home.
Then I'm terminating your presidency as of this moment.