(1) INT. GALACTICA – HANGAR DECK
Tyrol: What the hell happened this time, Captain?
Apollo: I hit the roll thrusters to level off for set down but only the left one fired.
Tyrol: Oh, gods, it’s that crap you’re flyin’ into down there. Gums everything up.
Apollo: Get me another Viper.
Tyrol: I’d love to, Captain but this is 13 Vipers that are down plus your Mark 7. I’m out!
Apollo: Damn it, I’ve got a pilot down and I need another Viper now!
Tyrol: I realize that, Captain but you can push people a hell of a lot further than you can push machines.
Apollo: Tyrol, I’m the CAG, you’re the Chief, just make it happen.
(2) INT. GALACTICA – HANGAR DECK
[Starbuck and Apollo have landed]
Tyrol: (to the Raider) Now your ass belongs to me.
Starbuck: (lying on a stretcher) Like my new toy?
Apollo: Boy, when you take a souvenir, you don’t screw around. Oh, my gods, you smell like a latrine.
Starbuck: Mmm… you wanna give me a bath? (laughes as she’s taken away to sick bay)
Transcript: Sci Fi SadGeezers