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[Ethereal music]

TYROL: Wanna give me a hand here, please? FELIX: Yes, sir.

No matter what you do.

[Tense instrumental music continues]

[Starbuck grunting]

before we get rescued.

once they're played in harmony with God's plan.

I will show us the way.

- Where the hell did she go? - Home.

It's good to hear your voice, Boomer. Come on home.

Carry on, Chief.

[Solemn instrumental music]

[Whispering] Come on, D, tell me he's not actually gonna do this.

[Starbuck exclaiming in pain]

By taking the Raider...

What I need from you is a way off this planet, and a way back to my ship.

- She's bluffing. - Well, let's hope so.

Well, he's a tough kid. He's gonna pull through.

Lords of Kobol, hear our prayer.

...hearts that they may find peace...

[Starbuck panting]

[Gripping instrumental music]

[Ominous instrumental music]

Then I'm terminating your presidency as of this moment.

[Whispering] The press.