Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I'd explain, but... - It's classified.

Sometimes it's completely overwhelming.

BALTAR: Tune in tomorrow.

I seemed to have lost one of my shoes.

That's why I need you, Saul. That, and that we're friends.

I told you. I told you he wanted me.

The strange thing is no one can recall...

- Colonel. - Doctor.

- You wanted to see me, sir? - Stay on it.

And someone just picked me up...

[Glasses clinking]

I'm sorry. How tragic, the death of a child.

And the President is waiting for you up in the core.

[Ellen laughing mischievously]

- Doctor? - My pleasure. My job.

I'm sorry. Perhaps you don't know that the Cylons look like us now.

It's all right. You're here now.

So, Bill, now the question on everyone's mind...

ADAMA: Zak passed away a couple of years ago.

- No hard feelings, I hope, Ellen. - I completely understand.

TIGH: Mr. Gaeta, you have the deck.

- We need to talk. - First things first.

If you're a Cylon, I'd like to know.

Damn it. Probably giving away our position to every Cylon base ship right now.