Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

BOOMER: They're after me. HELO: Why you?
TIGH: You didn't tell me he was testing my wife.
I'll be here, waiting.
The tests. Right.
APOLLO: I think I better clear some of these dishes.
Some woman called Ellen. No surname. He dropped it off and left.
ELLEN: I thought it might be just the thing for a little celebration.
Girlfriend?
STARBUCK: What's up, Doc?
giving you any medical assistance until about a week ago.
Ellen used to encourage the worst instincts in this guy...
ELLEN: It's weeks, right? TIGH: Right.
47,905 people in the fleet.
Don't frak with me either, Ellen.
TIGH: Mind telling me where the hell you've been?
HELO: Delphi? Frakking bastards.
I thought you were still holding onto mine.
You don't want to frak with me, Bill. Try to remember that.
has been somehow replaced by a Cylon duplicate.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
You want to be very, very careful with what you just said.
And the pleasure's all mine.
[Opera music playing]
Commander Adama's blood sample immediately. Thank you.
- Starting over. - Starting over.
Boo!
NO. 6: She's one of them. DORAL: But she's one of us.
Take us three minutes to close to weapons range.
and his odd behaviour could be stress, pure and simple.
Understood. All right. Tell her I'm on my way.
No muss, no fuss.
- It's obvious. He loves her deeply. - Blindly.
and at that very moment, a Cylon Raider jumped into view...
NO. 6: It's hard being a genius. BALTAR: Yes.
BALTAR: Actually, I don't believe I've had the pleasure.
Col. Tigh, allow me to present your wife.