Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Ominous instrumental music intensifies]

ADAMA: Boomer, Galactica Actual.

Come. See the face of the shape of things to come.

[Sombre instrumental music]

She wouldn't have done this on her own. She was coerced.

Stay with me, Doc! Come on!

[Orchestral music swells]

Leave that to me.

[lntense instrumental music]

GAETA: A lot happened while you were gone.

TYROL: How's he? You okay?

BOOMER: Sir. ADAMA: As you were.

Helo, I think there's something else that you should know.

BOOMER 2: Sharon.

He put his weapon right to my head.

Gaeta, please tell me that you're right about this transponder thing.

BOOMER: [On PA system] Galactica, Boomer. Mission accomplished.

[Haunting music]

I just wanted to say good luck, good hunting...

TYROL: Petard, Felix?

Galactica. Apollo. She just jumped away.

I can do it, sir. I know I can.

This is the little planet that solves all of our problems.

I need you to make them think you want to dock.

Madam President, I wish to...

[Climactic instrumental music]

ADAMA: Once you're inside the defence perimeter...

It's time to do your part and realise your destiny.

So whether you like it or not, I'm your only hope of getting off this planet.