Battlestar Galactica Page #2

Apollo...|better look at your scanner.

No, but a thousand to one--|that's not fair.

- What's it mean?|- It means there isn't going to be any peace.

There may not be much of anything|if we don't warn the fleet.

Do it. I'm short an engine. You know|I won't be able to keep up with ya.

- Zac, I'm not gonna leave you.|- You have to.

I'm puttin' my foot in that turbo.|I'll make it back ahead of 'em.

Now go on. You gotta warn the fleet.|I'll be all right.

You can fly with me anytime,|little brother.

Good luck.

Galactica control, this is|Commander Adama returning from Atlantia.

- Request permission to land.|- [ Woman ] Permission granted.

Something's wrong.

- What is it?|- I don't know. They just put the ship on alert.

[ Woman ] Atlantia, this is Galactica|core control. Request assistance--

Colonel,|what's been happening?

Our patrol ran into trouble. We picked|up some signals, but they're being jammed.

Could be smugglers|or pirates or--

- [ Woman ] Standing by.|- Get me the president, please.

[ Adama ] Mr. President,|our patrol is under attack.

We don't know by whom.

As a precautionary measure, I would|like to launch intercept fighters.

I should think that's highly inadvisable,|in view of the delicacy of our situation.

You're quite right, Baltar.

Commander, as a precautionary measure,|I insist upon restraint.

If this turns out to be an encounter|with some outlaw traffic,

we could jeopardize|the whole cause of peace...

by displaying fighters when we|are so close to our rendezvous.

Mr. President, two of my starfighters|are under armed attack.

By forces unknown.

You are not to launch until|the situation is more clear.

Sir, may I at least urge you|to bring the fleet to a state of alert?

I will consider that.|Thank you, Commander.

He'll consider it.|He'll consider it?

- It's all right.|- I'm sorry, Commander. It's just that--

- Well what?|- The patrol is under the command of Captain Apollo.

Well, if I can't have confidence|in my firstborn son,

whom can I depend upon?

Commander,|Zac is with him.

It's his first patrol.

Thank you.

[ Engine Sputtering ]

- [ Engine Continues Sputtering ]|- Come on, baby. Give me all you got.

Still no word|from our fighters, sir.

Their transmission is being deliberately|jammed. If we don't launch--

We cannot launch.|It's been expressly forbidden.

However,

this might be a very good time|for battle stations drill.

- Sound the alert, Colonel.|- Yes, sir.

You may never see|another one, fellas.

- A perfect pyramid.|- [ Whistling, Chattering ]

Unless there's a better hand,|the pot's mine.

[ Chattering, Laughing ]

- [ Alarm Sounds ]|- Unfortunately, we'll have to finish later!

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