Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd very much like to meet your wife, Colonel.
- Whose? - I'll just check.
TIGH: It doesn't really work that way.
You don't have to yell it through the halls.
And then just dreams, mostly dreams...
[lntense instrumental music continues]
- Not aboard? Where the hell is he? - He left in a Raptor about an hour ago.
[Ellen laughing]
BALTAR: What brings you to the lab at this time of the night?
There's a big Cylon base at Delphi. A major hub.
- Start over? - Start over.
It's behaving erratically.
and I do mean everyone...
But let's be sure and test you next.
- Relative zero. - Close with enemy, destroy. Acknowledge.
Care to join us for a nightcap, Doctor?
Where in the hell is the old man?
[Suspenseful instrumental music]
- Good night. - Lovely dinner.
Then maybe you should go first.
Single Raider bearing 881 carom 247.
I lost my train of thought.
Starting over.
He doesn't look injured to me. He's heading back to the fleet!
He jumped away before we could zero him out.
21,956 days.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
Have you been spying on me? On my own ship?
Contact. Single Raider, same telltales.
- No. Of course not. - You are.
Hang on.
No, it bothers you that you've never experienced it.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
I was afraid that she might be a Cylon! I brought her blood here to test it.