Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Ellen laughing alluringly]
ROSLIN: You do? TIGH: He was picking up my wife.
[Soft instrumental music continues]
- You never get tired. - It's adrenaline.
Madame President, with all due respect...
But what was it doing out there, and how long can it keep it up?
- Sure. - Thank you, dear.
- Hope to see you soon. - I'm sure you will.
I hope you're right.
[Ellen laughing]
The need for secrecy is paramount, Ellen.
Lee here has grown into such a handsome man.
So, when do we begin?
and this has been a difficult transition for you.
He's always been that way.
- Your wife's name is Ellen? - Yes, it is.
You can't deny that you've been making these...
ADAMA: Madame President, we are the proud owners...
TIGH: I've got her. ADAMA: Be careful.
[Chuckling]
- Lovely. - What the hell's going on?
and I bet Zak takes just after his daddy.
Leave the man alone.
[Laughing]
Launching those fighters on a hunch.
TIGH: Just doing my job. ADAMA: You do your job good.
The Raider smoothed out its flight path about two minutes ago.
ELLEN: I guess so.
So, what can I do for you?
What about the fact that he left the Galactica...
NO. 6: A mortal one, I'm afraid. But it's not that bad, is it, Gaius?