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Picspam: The Flash Forward/Flashback Edition (Battlestar Galactica, Ensemble)
With BSG at an end, and the rewatch going on at
bsg_refrak, I thought I'd do a picspam of the miniseries. (Sort of.) Includes pics from later episodes, so there are spoilers all the way up to episode 4:20 - Daybreak (Part Two).


GAETA: Comm traffic from the midwatch.
ADAMA: Anything interesting?
GAETA: Mostly housekeeping. There was one odd message, the one that we were copied on from fleet headquarters there, sir. Courier officer's overdue coming back from Armistice Station. They've asked for a full status report on all FTL capable ships, just in case they need someone to jump out there today, see if his ship is having any mechanical problems.
ADAMA: I think we're a little bit busy today, wouldn't you say so, lieutenant?
GAETA: Yes, sir.
ADAMA: I'm glad we agree.
GAETA: And may I take this opportunity to say that it's been both a pleasure and an honor to serve under you these past three years.
ADAMA: It's my honor, Lieutenant Gaeta.


LEE: This seems familiar.
KARA: Captain Adama, sir. Sorry I wasn't there to greet you with the rest of the squadron. Did they kiss your ass to your satisfaction?
LEE: So, what's the charge this time?
KARA: Striking a superior asshole.
LEE: Ahh. I bet you've been waiting all day to say that one.
KARA: Most of the afternoon, yeah. So, how long's it been?
LEE: Two years.
KARA: Two years? We must be getting old. Seems like the funeral was just a couple months ago. Your old man's doing fine. We don't talk about it much, maybe two, three times a year. He still struggles with it, though.
LEE: I haven't seen him.
KARA: Why not?
LEE: Kara, don't even start.
KARA: How long are you gonna do this?
LEE: I'm not doing anything.
KARA: He lost his son, Lee.
LEE: And who's responsible for that?
KARA: Same old Lee. You haven't changed either.
LEE: Zak was my brother.
KARA: What was he to me, nothing?


BOOMER: What are you doing?
HELO: I'm giving up my seat.
BOOMER: Like hell.
HELO: A civilian should take my place.
BOOMER: You're going.
HELO: Look at those clouds. Sharon, look at those clouds, and tell me this isn't the end of everything.
BOOMER: Helo ...
HELO: Whatever future is left is going to depend on whoever survives. Give me one reason why I'm a better choice than one of the greatest minds of our time.


ROSLIN: It's an automated message. It's designed to be sent out in case the president, the vice president, and most of the cabinet are dead or incapacitated. I need you to send my ID code back on the exact same frequency. D as in dog, dash 456, dash 345, dash A as in apple. Thank you.
LEE: How far down?
ROSLIN: 43rd in line of succession. I know all 42 ahead of me from the president down. Most of us served with him in the first administration. Some of them came with him from the mayor's office. I was there with him on his first campaign. I never really liked politics. I kept telling myself I was getting out, but ... he had this way about him.


SIX: No applause for me? I doubt you would have ever completed the project without me.
BALTAR: Yes, well, you helped a bit.
SIX: I rewrote half your algorithms.
BALTAR: All right, you were extremely helpful, but let's not forget, you got something out of it. All that poking around inside the defense mainframe. Should give you a huge advantage bidding for the contract next year.
SIX: You know that's not really why I did it.
BALTAR: No, you did it because you love me.
SIX: That, and God wanted me to help you.
BALTAR: Right, he spoke to you, did he? You had a chat?
SIX: He didn't speak to me in a literal voice, and you don't have to mock my faith.
GAIUS: Sorry. I'm just not very religious.
SIX: Does it bother you that I am?
GAIUS: It puzzles me that an intelligent and attractive woman such as yourself should be taken in by all that mysticism and superstition.
SIX: You know, I really do hope you make it out of here alive. I think we could have a real future together.
BALTAR: Yeah, that would be special.
SIX: You don't have to be sarcastic.


TIGH: This just gets worse and worse. Now the Cylons look like us.
ADAMA: Down to our blood.
TIGH: You realize what this means? They could be anywhere. Anyone.


ROSLIN: There's no Earth. You made it all up. President Adar and I once talked about the legends surrounding Earth. He knew nothing about a secret location regarding Earth, and if the president knew nothing about it, what are the chances that you do?
ADAMA: You're right. There's no Earth. It's all a legend.
ROSLIN: Then why?
ADAMA: Because it's not enough to just live. You have to have something to live for. Let it be Earth.


GAETA: Comm traffic from the midwatch.
ADAMA: Anything interesting?
GAETA: Mostly housekeeping. There was one odd message, the one that we were copied on from fleet headquarters there, sir. Courier officer's overdue coming back from Armistice Station. They've asked for a full status report on all FTL capable ships, just in case they need someone to jump out there today, see if his ship is having any mechanical problems.
ADAMA: I think we're a little bit busy today, wouldn't you say so, lieutenant?
GAETA: Yes, sir.
ADAMA: I'm glad we agree.
GAETA: And may I take this opportunity to say that it's been both a pleasure and an honor to serve under you these past three years.
ADAMA: It's my honor, Lieutenant Gaeta.


LEE: This seems familiar.
KARA: Captain Adama, sir. Sorry I wasn't there to greet you with the rest of the squadron. Did they kiss your ass to your satisfaction?
LEE: So, what's the charge this time?
KARA: Striking a superior asshole.
LEE: Ahh. I bet you've been waiting all day to say that one.
KARA: Most of the afternoon, yeah. So, how long's it been?
LEE: Two years.
KARA: Two years? We must be getting old. Seems like the funeral was just a couple months ago. Your old man's doing fine. We don't talk about it much, maybe two, three times a year. He still struggles with it, though.
LEE: I haven't seen him.
KARA: Why not?
LEE: Kara, don't even start.
KARA: How long are you gonna do this?
LEE: I'm not doing anything.
KARA: He lost his son, Lee.
LEE: And who's responsible for that?
KARA: Same old Lee. You haven't changed either.
LEE: Zak was my brother.
KARA: What was he to me, nothing?


BOOMER: What are you doing?
HELO: I'm giving up my seat.
BOOMER: Like hell.
HELO: A civilian should take my place.
BOOMER: You're going.
HELO: Look at those clouds. Sharon, look at those clouds, and tell me this isn't the end of everything.
BOOMER: Helo ...
HELO: Whatever future is left is going to depend on whoever survives. Give me one reason why I'm a better choice than one of the greatest minds of our time.


ROSLIN: It's an automated message. It's designed to be sent out in case the president, the vice president, and most of the cabinet are dead or incapacitated. I need you to send my ID code back on the exact same frequency. D as in dog, dash 456, dash 345, dash A as in apple. Thank you.
LEE: How far down?
ROSLIN: 43rd in line of succession. I know all 42 ahead of me from the president down. Most of us served with him in the first administration. Some of them came with him from the mayor's office. I was there with him on his first campaign. I never really liked politics. I kept telling myself I was getting out, but ... he had this way about him.


SIX: No applause for me? I doubt you would have ever completed the project without me.
BALTAR: Yes, well, you helped a bit.
SIX: I rewrote half your algorithms.
BALTAR: All right, you were extremely helpful, but let's not forget, you got something out of it. All that poking around inside the defense mainframe. Should give you a huge advantage bidding for the contract next year.
SIX: You know that's not really why I did it.
BALTAR: No, you did it because you love me.
SIX: That, and God wanted me to help you.
BALTAR: Right, he spoke to you, did he? You had a chat?
SIX: He didn't speak to me in a literal voice, and you don't have to mock my faith.
GAIUS: Sorry. I'm just not very religious.
SIX: Does it bother you that I am?
GAIUS: It puzzles me that an intelligent and attractive woman such as yourself should be taken in by all that mysticism and superstition.
SIX: You know, I really do hope you make it out of here alive. I think we could have a real future together.
BALTAR: Yeah, that would be special.
SIX: You don't have to be sarcastic.


TIGH: This just gets worse and worse. Now the Cylons look like us.
ADAMA: Down to our blood.
TIGH: You realize what this means? They could be anywhere. Anyone.


ROSLIN: There's no Earth. You made it all up. President Adar and I once talked about the legends surrounding Earth. He knew nothing about a secret location regarding Earth, and if the president knew nothing about it, what are the chances that you do?
ADAMA: You're right. There's no Earth. It's all a legend.
ROSLIN: Then why?
ADAMA: Because it's not enough to just live. You have to have something to live for. Let it be Earth.


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(Like I said, watching the mini is depressing! *g*)
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Even more depressing was having to go over some of the later episodes - I cried like a baby rewatching Sometimes A Great Notion (and Blood On The Scales, and Daybreak ...)
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Plus I like how Baltar/Six have kinda transformed and stayed true to themselves at the same time.
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I really need to rewatch the mini-series (and s1-3).
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*sniffle* *Sob*
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It makes me a little teary seeing where they all began.
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I'm still fascinated by Six and Baltar for going through some of the craziest shit other the series, and then essentially going back to their old selves, albeit a little wiser (and older).
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