Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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