Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You saved our ship.

- How many? - Single Raider. Looks like a recon patrol.

You have dinner plans?

I need to know if you have seen anything suspicious...

[Soft instrumental music continues]

- I'm technically still on duty. - I think they can do without you for a day.

Oh, my gods, Billy...

I do appreciate how difficult this is for you to hear, believe me.

ADAMA: Permission to come aboard? TIGH: Granted.

Show everyone in the fleet that they can trust the people at the top.

At least I did that much.

- That's classified information. - That word again.

The Captain of the Rising Star was puzzled as to how you got on his ship.

Sir. Colonel, Commander Adama's Raptor is requesting permission...

[Dramatic instrumental music]

Now, let's figure in a few hours to sleep here and there.

I'm not gonna die here. And I'm not gonna let you die here either.

Doctor, I'd like you to call me the moment Commander Adama's test is complete.

I was at the airport buying a ticket home...

BALTAR: I feel all better.

I am not. He was on that ship.

Ellen. Ellen Tigh.

Why aren't you waiting? You keep going and going.

- and started acting strangely? - I know exactly where he was.

I'm watching you. Both of you.