(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]
Tyrol: The weight’s off. It’s too light.
[One is too light, and breaks when he squeezes it too hard]
Cally: I found three more just like it, mixed in with the regular rounds.
Tyrol: The casing’s been weakened. It falls apart in the barrel, the 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.
Cottle: Notify the Admiral.
Adama: [giving a speech over the loud speaker] This is Admiral Adama. As you know, President Roslin has been aboard Galactica for the last few days. She’s a fighter. But as of this moment, her prognosis is grave. I know that many of you believe in the power of prayer. If that is your way, then I urge you to pray for our President. As for the others, I hope you will join me in keeping her in our thoughts/
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