Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[lntense instrumental music continues]
- Whose? - I'll just check.
There's a big Cylon base at Delphi. A major hub.
No, it bothers you that you've never experienced it.
- No. Of course not. - You are.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
I'd very much like to meet your wife, Colonel.
Contact. Single Raider, same telltales.
It's behaving erratically.
You don't have to yell it through the halls.
Have you been spying on me? On my own ship?
Where in the hell is the old man?
Then maybe you should go first.
[Ellen laughing]
- Good night. - Lovely dinner.
TIGH: It doesn't really work that way.
And then just dreams, mostly dreams...
I lost my train of thought.
Starting over.
- Not aboard? Where the hell is he? - He left in a Raptor about an hour ago.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
He jumped away before we could zero him out.
Care to join us for a nightcap, Doctor?
Hang on.
and I do mean everyone...
[Suspenseful instrumental music]
He doesn't look injured to me. He's heading back to the fleet!
I was afraid that she might be a Cylon! I brought her blood here to test it.
But let's be sure and test you next.
- Start over? - Start over.
21,956 days.
- Relative zero. - Close with enemy, destroy. Acknowledge.
Single Raider bearing 881 carom 247.
BALTAR: What brings you to the lab at this time of the night?