(1) INT. GALACTICA – HANGAR DECK
Starbuck: Why don’t you just shoot us in the locker room, Chief? Save the wear and tear on the ships.
Tyrol: Kat’s guns are clean, I checked ’em myself.
Starbuck: Yeah, well I don’t believe in accidents.
Cally: Chief. Something’s not right. She hands him two rounds.
[One is too light, and breaks when he squeezes it too hard]
Tyrol: The weight’s off, it’s too light.
Cally: I found three more just like it. Mixed in with the regular rounds.
Tyrol: Casing’s been weakened. Falls apart in the barrel. Next one hits it– bang, she’s lucky she didn’t lose her whole wing. One bad round’s a fluke. More than one, sabotage. Pull ’em all!
Deckhand: Alright you heard the Chief, lets pull ’em all! Go!
(2) INT. GALACTICA – HANGAR DECK
***** TYROL IS IN THIS SCENE. NO DIALOGUE *****
Tyrol and Cally in Hangar Bay.
Transcript: Sci Fi SadGeezers