Written By: Anne Cofell Saunders
Directed By: Michael Rymer

(1) INT. GALACTICA – HANGAR DECK
***** TYROL IS IN THIS SCENE. NO DIALOGUE *****

[Galactica crew in Hangar Bay to welcome the crew of the Pegasus]

(2) INT. GALACTICA – HANGAR DECK (ADDITIONAL SCENE)

Tyrol: Cally, get a wrench (Cally hands him a wrench). Thanks.
Cally: Chief. Chief, take a look at this.
Tyrol: Are these spare parts?
Cally: (reading from note) “For our fellow Knuckledraggers on the Galactica. Courtesy of the Pegasus Deck Gang”
Tyrol: Cally, I’m starting to like that ship.

(3) INT. GALACTICA – HANGAR DECK

[Laird is inspecting the blackbird]
Tyrol: Twenty-five opto-electronic transducers.
Laird: That is one ugly baby.
Tyrol: Excuse me?
Laird: Do you mind if I take a look around? I’m Laird, Pegasus Deck Chief.
Tyrol: Oh, hey. Yeah. Tyrol. Thanks for sending over these parts. Yeah, look at whatever you like.
Cally: Specialist Cally.
Laird: Hi
Laird: DDG-62s. I’ll be. I designed these engines. I thought they phased them out over ten years ago.
Tyrol: You’re an aeronautical engineer?
Laird: Yeah, I was. Then the war happened, and I got drafted to being the deck chief on Pegasus.
Cally: So you’re really a civilian? How’d that happen?
Laird: I was on the Scylla, and we got picked up by the Pegasus. Things happened. Mind if I crawl around inside here? I heard you designed this yourself. I’d love to see how you did it.
Tyrol: Sure, yeah. You’ll get dirty. (to Cally) People come to see my ship (laughs).

(4) INT. GALACTICA – HANGAR DECK (ADDITIONAL SCENE)

Laird: Hey
Tyrol: Hey. You know, that idea you had increased fuel efficiency by two percent.
Laird: I’m glad I could help out.
Cally: This is bullshit, Chief.
Tyrol: (sighs)
Laird: Why is everyone so pissed off?
Tyrol: Oh, we just heard, brass is bringing over some frakwit from the Pegasus to take over my deck.
Laird: That’s … That’s gotta burn.
Tyrol: Yeah.
Laird: I’m the frakwit. Sorry.
Tyrol: Office is back here

(5) INT. GALACTICA – PEGASUS PILOT BRIEFING ROOM
***** TYROL NOT IN THIS SCENE *****

Taylor: This is a photo recon mission. We are interested in one cylon ship in particular which is larger than anything we’ve encountered before. Analysis to date suggests they will be in this star system next. We will hide behind this moon which has an abnormally large magnetotail and will mask our dradis signatures. (Starbuck whispers something to Apollo) We’ll power down, hide near the surface, wait for the fleet to pass by. Starbuck?
Starbuck: Yeah?
Taylor: You have something to add?
Starbuck: Your plan sucks.
Taylor: You’re a heartbeat away from being in hack on your first day.
Starbuck: I like hack.
Taylor: It’s good to know.
Starbuck: And the cylons aren’t stupid. That moon’s a blind spot. They’ll never go near it. You really wanna get close? You gotta use the stealth ship we constructed aboard Galactica.
Whiplash: The homemade tin can?
Taylor: That’s enough. Starbuck, you’re off this mission. Whiplash, Thumper get your optical gear ready. Apollo, you’ll pilot the Raptor with me. Your jacket says you qualified in one. Remember how to fly it?
Apollo: Yes, sir.
Taylor: Good. On your feet. Dismissed.

(6) INT. PEGASUS. HALLWAY OUTSIDE PILOT BRIEFING ROOM
***** TYROL NOT IN THIS SCENE *****

Starbuck: They expect us to take this lying down? Now you’re flying a frakking raptor? It’s humiliating.
[Apollo gives Starbuck a bag with a camera in it]
Starbuck: A surveillance package?
Apollo: Go get the blackbird. Take some pretty pictures of our Cylon ship.
Starbuck: Copy that.

(7A) INT. GALACTICA – TOOL ROOM

[Galactica and Pegasus crew are enjoying some of the Galactica moonshine]
Vireem: Cheers, everybody.
Tyrol: Chief, where’s the blackbird.
Laird: Oh, Lieutenant Thrace took it out. She said Admiral Cain ordered a performance check out.
Tyrol: What?
Gage: Hey, Chief, deserve a frakking medal. We haven’t seen booze for months. This place is a frakking party.
Vireem: Oh I heard you guys even got yourselves a cylon. Heard she’s a hot one too.
Gage: Like to get me some of that cylon stuff, huh? A little of the oh-yeah, oh-yeah.
Pegasus frat boys: (laughing)
Tyrol: Hey, you know what, that’s enough, guys. Just shut up.
Vireem: Ohh, sensitive. You got a soft spot for the little robot girl, do you?
Helo: Hey. Chief said to shut up. Maybe you didn’t hear him.
Gage: Hey. Sorry, Sir. Look, we’re just here for a little fun, huh? Cheers.
[Gage holds his glass up to Helo. After a pause Helo clinks glasses]
Gage: Come on. There we go.

 

(7B) INT. GALACTICA – ATHENA’S CELL

[Thorne enters Athena’s cell with a couple marines]
Athena: Who the hell are you?

 

(7C) INT. GALACTICA – TOOL ROOM

Vireem: Remember, you remember when Thorne put that “Please Disturb” sign up on the brig there?
Gage: I got in line twice.
Vireem: Oh, I hear that. Remember she was just laying there, like, with that blank look on her face, like…
Cally: Hey, do you mind?
Vireem: Ooh, frisky.
Gage: That hurts.

 

(7D) INT. GALACTICA – ATHENA’S CELL

[Thorne shows the surveillance photo to Athena]
Thorne: What is the function of this ship?
Athena: I don’t know.
Thorne: Here, take a closer look. What makes it so important? Why would two basestars be tasked to protect it?
[He grabs her by the throat and pushes her against a wall]
Athena: (choking) I don’t… (coughing) I don’t know.
[Thorne slaps her across the face and she falls onto the bed]

 

(7E) INT. GALACTICA – TOOL ROOM

Gage: Think Thorne will give us a chance at this one too?
Vireem: Nah, I heard him say he’s going to have to break her in a little first.
[Helo moves toward Vireem aggressively. Tyrol stops him]
Tyrol: Whoa, whoa, whoa. No, no, no, not here, not here, not here.
Helo: Who the hell’s this Thorne?
Gage: Lieutenant Thorne, sir. Cylon interrogator. Rides ’em hard and keeps ’em talkin’.
Vireem: Your little robot girl is in for quite a ride. (laughs) Yee-ha!
[Helo lunges at Vireem, but Tyrol stops him again]
Tyrol: No, no, no, no. No. Think about it. We need to go.

 

(7F) INT. GALACTICA – ATHENA’S CELL

[Thorne is beating the hell out of Athena]
Athena: (crying) What the frak?
Thorne: Hold her.
[Thorne pushes her over the bed. A marine grabs her arms. Thorne grabs her pants]
Athena: No!

 

(7G) INT. GALACTICA – HALLWAY

[Helo and Tyrol are running to Athena’s cell]
Tyrol: Move; move; move; move.
Helo: Get out of the way!
Tyrol: Move; move; move; move. Helo: Get out of the way!

 

(7H) INT. GALACTICA – ATHENA’S CELL

Thorne is pulling down his pants.
Athena: (screaming an crying) No!

 

(7I) INT. GALACTICA – HALLWAY

[Helo and Tyrol are running to Athena’s cell]

 

(7J) INT. GALACTICA – ATHENA’S CELL

[Tyrol and Helo enter the cell to stop Thorne]
Tyrol: Get off her!
[Tyrol throws Throne off of Athena. Thorne smacks his head into a nut/bolt in the wall and dies. Tyrol and Helo start to beat down the marine guards. The guards eventually recover long enough to pull their weapons on the two rescuers]
Guard: Freeze! Freeze! Freeze! Don’t either of you frakking move! Don’t move! Don’t either of you frakking move! Don’t move. Get down. Get down! on your knees, hands behind your head. Now! Hands behind your head. Do it now. Do it!
[They comply. The gaurd checks the pulse of Thorne]
Guard: He’s dead
[Athena cries by her bed, pulling the sheets over herself]

(8) INT. RAPTOR
***** TYROL IS IN THIS SCENE. NO DIALOGUE *****

[Chief, Helo and the body of Lt Thorne are being transported from Galactica to Pegasus]
Pilot: Pegasus, Raptor 923. We’ve cleared Galactica and are en route with prisoners and the body of Lieutenant Thorne. Eta to Pegasus, three minutes.

(9) INT. GALACTICA – ADAMA’S QUARTERS / INT. PEGASUS – CAIN’S QUARTERS
***** TYROL NOT IN THIS SCENE *****

Adama: The assault happened here. They should face court-martial on Galactica.
Cain: Commander, I am the senior convening authority present and they will be tried on Pegasus.
Adama: They’re my men.
Cain: One of my men is dead.
Adama: Fine. We both have strong feeling about the case. That only underlines the need for an impartial trial.
Cain: Oh You mean an independent tribunal? Because according to your logs Commander, you dissolved an independent tribunal when you didn’t like the verdict. And if I’m not mistaken, Chief Tyrol was on trial there as well.
Adama: That was a different time.
Cain: Yes, indeed it was. I’ll be in touch, Commander Thank you.

(10) INT. RAPTOR
***** TYROL NOT IN THIS SCENE *****

Taylor: Check me on these jump coordinates. Apollo? Check me on these jump coordinates.
Apollo: Sorry. Jump coordinates verified.
Taylor: You seem a little distracted, Captain. Something I should know about?
Apollo: Two of my friends just got arrested and charged with treason.
Taylor: I suggest you file that under “not your problem”. We have a recon mission to perform. I need your head in the game.
Apollo: Right.
Taylor: Pegasus, blue team, jump coordinates set and verified. Ready to FTL. We will jump in ten minutes. on my mark. Mark.

(11) INT. GALACTICA – HALLWAY
***** TYROL NOT IN THIS SCENE *****

Cally: Any word on the Chief, sir?
Adama: He’s gonna to have to stand trial.
Cally: He’s a good man, sir.
Adama: I know. I’ll do everything-
Gaeta: (over intercom) Attention. Galactica …Commander Adama, contact the CIC ASAP
Adama: Adama.
Tigh: I just talked to Fisk. Court-martial’s over.
Adama: Over? When did it start?
Tigh: I don’t know, but they’ve been found guilty on all counts. She’s going to execute them both for murder and treason.
Adama: I want a marine strike team in a raptor in five minutes. Prepare to launch alert fighters. (to Cally) You have work to do.
Cally: Sir.

(12) INT. GALACTICA – CIC / PEGASUS – CIC
***** TYROL NOT IN THIS SCENE *****

Dualla: Pegasus, Galactica, please secure a channel. Commander Adama would like to speak to Admiral Cain. Go ahead, sir.
Adama: You told me they’d get a fair trial. What kind of a trial could they have possibly had?
Cain: I assure you, I heard them out. I weighed their statements against those of the guards and I took into consideration their service records and commendations. It was a difficult decision Commander, but I dare say it was a fair one.
Adama: They have the right to have their case heard by a jury.
Cain: I am a flag officer on detached service during a time of war. Regulations give me broad authority in this matter.
Adama: (covers phone and tell Tigh) Launch the fighters. (to Cain) You can quote me whatever regulation you’d like. I’m not not gonna let you execute my men.
Cain: I highly suggest you reconsider that statement, Commander.
Fisk: Admiral, Galactica is launching vipers and a raptor.
Cain: Commander, why are you launching vipers?
Adama: Please arrange for Chief Tyrol and Lieutenant Agathon to be handed over to my Marines as soon as they arrive.
Cain: I don’t take orders from you.
Adama: Call it whatever you like. I’m getting my men.
Cain: You are making such a mistake.
Adama: I’m getting my men.
Cain: Action stations.
Fisk: Admiral, this will spiral out of control fast.
Cain: Launch the alert vipers. Adama has taken us over the line. He’s left me with no choice. Launch the alert vipers. And target the main battery for Galactica. And may the Gods have mercy on their souls.
[Both ships have launched their vipers. Galactica is seriously outgunned! The vipers on each side start to make formations for an attack]

Transcript: Sci Fi SadGeezers