PREVIOUSLY ON BATTLESTAR GALACTICA …
(01:15 – 01:19)
[Tyrol and Cally inside the tent / Union speech scene)
Cally: At last, a safe have we can call home.
(01:34 – 01:39)
[Starbuck, Tyrol and Cally looking up at the sky at the Raiders flying overhead].
(1) Montage (03:51 – 04:07)
[Tyrol is with Anders. He is connecting wires to a C4 explosive and attaching it to a wall]
(2) Cylon Hangar Bay (06:35 – 06:55)
Tyrol: All right, we’re armed.
Anders: They’re inbound. Let’s move!
[They hide as a Heavy Raider sets down]
(3) Cylon Hangar Bay (09:55 – 10:33)
Anders: Okay, ready? Now!
[Tyrol presses to detonate the bomb several times, nothing happens]
Tyrol: Oh, for frak’s sakes.
Anders: Come on! Come on! Is that thing gonna work or what?
[The bomb explodes]
Tyrol: Whoo! (laughs) Worked that time.
Anders: Come on. Go, go!
(4a) Roslin’s Tent (17:42 – 18:12)
Roslin: (VO) In recent months, the Cylons have been recruiting and training humans in an attempt to establish a human police force. [Over images of the New Caprica Police.] It is hard to think of anything more despicable than humans doing the dirty work of the Cylons. Led to believe they were merely taking the civilian security out of the hands of the Cylons, the members of the human police have since become an extension of the Cylons’ corporeal authority. And while their names are kept deeply confidential, there’s no question some of them are people we might least expect. Hundreds of us have been rounded up by the Cylons, held in detention, questioned, tortured. [Images of detention.] Others have simply vanished. In recent weeks, we’ve been gaining access to some very important documents from a source within Baltar’s administration. [The dead drop.] No one knows who this mysterious benefactor is. But he communicates with the insurgents by means of a secret signal. [A dog bowl, flipped over.] We pray every day for the men and women who risk their lives to fight the Cylons. They have everything to lose and such little hope of something to gain.
(4b) Dead Drop (18:12 – 18:50)
Tyrol: Hey, Jake.
[He flips the dog bowl and retrieves the latest message]
[New Caprica Police Academy Graduation Ceremony Security Plans]
(5) Tyrol Tent (18:50 – 20:00)
Cally: (with the baby) There we go. Shhh. Looks like mommy’s gonna get some sleep tonight after all. You know, sometimes I hate everything about this place. But sometimes it’s… it’s magic.
[She leans over and kisses his cheek. He kisses her shoulder]
Tyrol: I gotta go. I’ll be back in a couple hours.
Cally: One of these days you’re just not gonna come back, are you? You’ll just vanish, and that’ll be it. I’ll never see you again. Nick will never know his father.
Tyrol: A couple hours, promise [he kisses her shoulder].
(6) Insurgent Bunker, underground (20:02 – 23:20)
[Tigh enters with eyepatch and crutch]
Tyrol: Uhhh… good to see you, Colonel.
Tigh: It’s good to be seen.
[They drink]
Tigh: I know you’re wondering, so I’ll save you the trouble. The eye is gone. Ripped it right out, onto the floor, picked it up and showed it to me. It looked like a hardboiled egg. [Drinks.] Big boom today. Hope that was you two.
Anders: Oh, yeah. A Heavy Raider, too.
Tigh: Good men. What’s our next target?
Tyrol: Well, we got these today. They’re security plans for the graduation ceremony at the New Caprica Police Academy.
Tigh: These are right out of the Ministry files. Where are you getting this stuff? Who’s your source?
Tyrol: I have no idea. The source won’t tell me what their name is. It’s probably safer for all of us. We’ve been getting stuff like this for weeks.
Anders: Humans working for the Cylons, makes you wanna puke.
Tyrol: Yeah, well, all the top Occupation brass is gonna be at the graduation, even… President Baltar.
Tigh: Gaius Baltar?
Tyrol: Yes, sir. I think we can get a shot at him, too. The problem is, it’s gonna be tough avoiding human casualties.
Tigh: Don’t avoid ’em! Send a message. You work with the Cylons, you’re a target. No boundaries for the Cylons, there’s no boundaries for us! Anything we can do to nail that son of a bitch, Gaius Baltar, is worth doing.
[Heads across the bunker, grunting]
Tigh: Where are we on the wireless?
Tyrol: Uh… nowhere. Every day we try and contact the Raptor, and every day the Cylons jam the transmission. I’ve asked for the inside source to tell us which of the Cylon jamming frequencies are the weakest, but so far, I’ve got nothing.
Anders: You guys are dreaming. There’s no Raptor there, okay? There hasn’t been one for the past four months, either. Galactica’s not coming back. They’re not. Accept it.
Tigh: You watch your frakkin’ mouth! There’s a Raptor out there every day, listening for a wireless call. It’s out there because that was the plan if anything happened. And it’s out there because the old man isn’t just gonna leave us to the Cylons!
Anders: The old man left me to the Cylons, Colonel. And if it wasn’t for my wife being a royal pain in the ass, and refusing to let it go, I would be dead a year now.
Tigh: Any word on Kara?
Anders: Nothing. In four months.
(7) New Caprica Square (30:35 – 32:22)
[Tyrol and Tigh watch Anders and Duck playing Pyramid]
Tyrol: I don’t like this one, Colonel. I think we’re the ones crossing the line here.
Tigh: It’s the only way it’s gonna work. Kid’s got access and clearance.
Anders: (to Duck) You gotta be square on this. You can’t back out once you start.
Duck: I’m not backing out.
Tyrol: It’s wrong, Colonel. You know that, don’t you?
Tigh: He’s a soldier, Chief. Not the first time we’ve sent a soldier on a one-way mission. You know that, don’t you?
Tyrol: (sighs) This is different.
Tigh: This is our best chance to take out Gaius Baltar. May be the only one. We’re sure as frak gonna take it.
Duck: Every since they killed Nora, I got nothing to live for.
Anders: All right.
[Duck shoves him down, makes the goal, picks him up again]
Anders: You look me in the eye, and you tell that you are committed to this.
Duck: I’m committed.
Anders: (embracing him) May the Gods be with you.
Tyrol: Some things you just don’t do, Colonel. Not even in war.
Tigh: Well, maybe you’ll feel different when you’re sitting in detention. Duck volunteered. He’s going.
(8b) Dead Drop (35:48 – 36:09)
[The contact flips the dog bowl. Tyrol retrieves the dead drop that contains the jamming frequencies]
(8b) Insurgent Bunker (36:09 – 36:26)
Tyrol: Okay, it’s working, I think.
Tigh: Is it working or isn’t it?
Tyrol: They keep jamming us.
Anders: So much for our source on the inside.
(9) Racetrack’s Raptor, in orbit (36:26 – 36:46)
Skulls: Ten minutes left. And lots of nothing on the wireless as usual.
Racetrack: Keep an eye out for Raiders. Last listening bird almost got popped by a pair yesterday.
(10) Insurgent bunker (36:46 – 37:02)
Tyrol: I almost got it.
[Wireless goes very loud]
Anders: Owww, frak! Turn that thing down! Ahh.
Tyrol: It’s working. It’s working.
(11) Racetrack’s Raptor (37:02 – 37:23)
Racetrack: Time’s up. Spin up the FTL and get ready to go.
Skulls: Hold on. I’m picking something up. It’s Colonial transmission. It’s a low power signal, but… the recognition codes match. Oh, yeah, we got a link to the ground.
Racetrack: (giggling) Okay, send the coded response, spin up the drive, and let’s get the hell back to Galactica.
(12) Insurgent Bunker (37:23 – 37:40)
Tyrol: We’ve got a signal. A Raptor just made contact with us.
Tigh: What’s it say?
Tyrol: “Will make contact with this frequency every twelve hours. Prepare sitrep for command authority. Have hope. We’re coming for you.”
(13) Galactica CIC (37:40 – 38:01)
Racetrack: (on comms) We made contact! I say again, we made contact with the ground. Colonel Tigh has formed an insurgent group against the Cylons, and now they’re ready and waiting for instructions on how to coordinate the rescue effort.
Adama: It’s gonna be okay. It’s really gonna be okay.
(14) President’s office, Colonial One (39:20 – 40:11)
Gaeta: (knocking) Mr. President?
Caprica Six: Morning, Gaeta.
Gaeta: (ignoring her) It’s time for the graduation ceremony.
Baltar: Oh, yes (sighs) the ceremony. About the ceremony… there’s been a change of plan. I won’t be going. Security concern. (Pause) Don’t look so worried. There’ll be other graduations.
Gaeta: Right. Okay. I’ll just… let the staff know.
[Gaeta runs through town toward the dead drop]
(15) New Caprica Square (40:11 – 41:30)
Tyrol: I think we should call off the strike. There’s no reason to go forward with it if the Galactica’s gonna come back.
Tigh: What, pass up a golden opportunity to kill Gaius Baltar?
Tyrol: Other than that, Colonel, I fail to see the point.
Tigh: Think with your head, Chief, not with your heart. The only way they stand a chance of getting us off this rock is if the Cylons are too distracted battling a full-blown uprising when they get here. (Pause) All right. If your source on the inside says Baltar’s not gonna be there, abort. Otherwise, stick with the plan.
[Gaeta still running through town toward the dead drop]
[Chief checks the dog bowl before Gaeta arrives, and misses the note – Baltar not at graduation]
(16) At Graduation (42:27 – 44:17)
***** TYROL IS IN THIS SCENE. NO DIALOGUE ***** (43:27 – 43:34)
[Cylon models present are Cavil, Doral/Five, Six, Sharon/Eight and D’Anna/Three]
Jammer: Hey, Duck…
[Duck doesn’t hear him and keeps walking by]
Officer: Fall in!
[All graduates line up in formation and uniform; Three takes the podium]
Three: Good morning and welcome to all graduates. You are the hope. You are the dream of a new tomorrow for humans and Cylon alike. And I salute you. For the risks that you have taken for just showing up today. Today, you begin a new career and a new life as provisional police officers. And looking out across this room, I see that the significance of this new path is not lost on you.
[Three walks down the line, shaking hands with them. A Doral follows her with their medals]
Three: Congratulations. It’s good to have you with us. Congratulations, Sergeant.
[She gets to Duck]
Three: Congratulations, Captain. It’s great to have you with us.
Duck: I’ll see you soon, Nora.
[He clicks his detonator, blowing Three and most of the graduates away]
Transcript: Sci Fi SadGeezers