Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

ADAMA: Any report from the civilian ships? TIGH: Nothing. They're spread pretty far out.

- We have pilots out there... - We are not quitting.

HELO: I've almost started to think of this place as...

The clock is a guess.

Because after that, Kara's oxygen will be gone and she'll be dead.

[lntense instrumental music]

All right. It's military. Fine.

Bottom line: we can double the area we can search in the time we have left.

You do whatever you have to do. Sometimes you break the rules.

ROSLIN: How're you holding up?

We'll continue the search as long as there's a chance she may be alive.

Navcon Green, interval failure. Abort launch.

So it's got to be here, somewhere.

GAETA: It's the Cylons.

of over 45,000 people and the future of this civilisation at risk...

ADAMA: Frack the odds. We're going to find her.

I had a feeling.

What, she just happened to pack an extra bottle today?

You're both perfectly aware that you are putting the lives...

We've got to do better than this.

In this situation you're putting your pilots at risk.

Incoming, bearing 060, carom 308.

Galactica, Apollo. Bingo fuel.

This is a military decision, Madam President.

[Baltar loudly clearing his throat]

Bring Hot Dog in. The old man wants to talk to him.

APOLLO: Where is it? SOCINUS: That way.

- Hold count. - Count held.

or the vanguard for a Cylon base ship about to jump on top of us.

This is the Commander.

Commander Adama, I just wanted to say how very sorry I am about Lt. Thrace.

Commander, the clock has passed five hours, sir, for Starbuck's O2 supply.

No. Keep all the ships on the search.