Battlestar Galactica Quotes

  • Commander Adama: Mr. President, a wall of unidentified craft is closing in on the fleet.

    Count Baltar: Possibly a Cylon welcoming committee.

    Commander Adama: Sir, might I suggest we launch a "welcoming committee" of our own?

    Count Baltar: Mr. President, there remain many hostile feelings amongst our warriors. The likelihood of an unfortunate incident with all those pilots in the sky at once.

    President Adar: Did you hear that, Commander?

    Commander Adama: Sir, did Count Baltar suggest that our forces sit here, totally defenseless?

    President Adar: My friend, we are on a peace mission. The first peace man has known in a thousand years.

  • [Exploring the dark surface of the planet Carillon]

    Lieutenant Starbuck: I wonder what this looks like in the daytime?

    Lieutenant Boomer: Hey, this *is* the daytime.

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Oooh... lovely...

  • Lieutenant Zac: Nice shooting, but... they hit my high engine!

    Captain Apollo: That's okay, little brother; we got all of them. The day those guys can outfight us without a ten-to-one margin.

    Lieutenant Zac: Apollo, better look at your scanner.

    [a solid wall of Cylon raiders is chasing them]

    Captain Apollo: No, but a thousand-to-one, that's not fair.

    Lieutenant Zac: [concerned] What does it mean?

    Captain Apollo: It means there isn't going to be any peace! There might not be much of anything if we don't warn the fleet!

  • Lieutenant Boomer: Just keep it up, old buddy, you're going to get us into real trouble.

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Ten thousand light years from nowhere, our planets shot to pieces, people starving, and *I'm* gonna get us in trouble? What the matter with you? I tell you... yeah, well, we may as well live for today! We might not have many left!

  • Lieutenant Starbuck: I'm just curious about what all that excitement was about back on the barge.

    Cassiopeia: That woman is a member of the Otori sect amongst the Geminese. They don't believe in physical contact between genders, except when sanctified by the priest during High Worship of the Sun Storm, which comes once only every seven years!

    [Starbuck remembers a card game he was playing before the Galactica ordered battle-stations drill, which had suddenly turned into the real thing]

    Lieutenant Starbuck: No wonders those little buggers are such good card players.

  • Lieutenant Athena: What are you saying about my father? Do you realize what we've just been through?

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Oh, yeah? Well, you didn't see how we spent our day! We just single-handedly managed to keep the Cylons off your neck while you took off on a little cruise!

    Lieutenant Athena: Starbuck, don't you realize what's happened?

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Oh, yeah! Sure, I realize what's happened! You should see this baby when it takes off across the stars! It's a beautiful sight! Beautiful! Unless, it happens to be your base ship!

    Lieutenant Athena: Starbuck, listen to me! The Colonies are gone! All of them!

    Lieutenant Starbuck: What are you talking about, gone?

  • Imperious Leader: Welcome, Baltar. I have grave news. A handful of Colonials prevail, but we will soon find them.

    Count Baltar: What of our bargain? My colony was to be spared!

    Imperious Leader: I now alter the bargain.

    Count Baltar: How can you change one side of a bargain?

    Imperious Leader: When there is no other side. You have missed the entire point of the war.

    Count Baltar: But I have no ambitions against you!

    Imperious Leader: Could you think me so foolish as to trust a man who would see his own race destroyed?

    Count Baltar: Not destroyed, subjugated, under me!

    Imperious Leader: There can be *no* survivors. So long as one human remains alive, the Alliance is threatened.

    Count Baltar: Surely... you don't mean me?

    Imperious Leader: We thank you for your help, Baltar. Your time is at an end.

    Count Baltar: No! You can't! You still need me! ARGH!

    [a Cylon Centurion slits Count Baltar's throat]

  • [Admiring Starbuck's space fighter]

    Cassiopeia: It's beautiful, isn't it? It's a perfect machine! Born to dance amongst the stars!

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Yeah, it's bumping into them that has me worried.

    Cassiopeia: Why did you volunteer, Starbuck?

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Well, *somebody* had to do it.

    Cassiopeia: Did Apollo made you?

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Yes... you certainly have a way of cutting through the felgercarb.

    Cassiopeia: Did you ever take that smoldering weed out of your mouth?

  • Lieutenant Starbuck: I had this, uh, wonderful speech all prepared...

    Cassiopeia: About this being your last night here? About possibly not seeing another night as beautiful as this one, or another girl as beautiful as I am, ever again?

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Yeah, well, that speech is a little better than the one I had. Would you mind if I borrowed it on some future occasion?

  • Count Baltar: [smiling maliciously] Their destruction is complete.

    Cylon Centurion: Our forces have taken prisoners near the spacedrome. They tell of survivors who escaped in ships.

    Count Baltar: What ships? How far can they go? If a handful of survivors did indeed escape, they would have neither fuel nor food for a prolonged voyage.

    Cylon Centurion: The information is not complete. It is offered in exchange for life.

    Count Baltar: And what is the standing order, for humans, from your Imperious Leader?

    Cylon Centurion: Extermination.

    Count Baltar: Then carry out your orders. If they exist, they're doomed.

  • Cylon Centurion: By your command.

    Imperious Leader: Speak, Centurion.

    Cylon Centurion: All base ships are now in range to attack the Colonies.

    Imperious Leader: The final annihilation of the lifeform known a Man. Let the attack begin.

  • Captain Apollo: The Nova of Madagon is not a nova at all, but a starfield so bright, our cockpits will be sealed to prevent blindness. We'll navigate by scanners and clear everything out of our path with turbo lasers. Are you feeling alright, Starbuck? You're fidgeting around like a daggit on a sunspot.

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Well, it's my bio-pulse-line, sir. You see, it's a bad time for me to be cooped up in a cockpit.

    Lieutenant Boomer: Starbuck's being polite... since he got a steam burn.

    Captain Apollo: I don't think I want to ask you how you got it, because I need you on this mission. I didn't choose you to help lead us through without a great deal of anguish. But if it'll do any good, let me assure you that should we fail... no one will survive. The rest of our friends must sit in anticipation of our skill.

    Lieutenant Starbuck: Or lack thereof...

  • Flight Corporal Rigel: Core systems, transferring control from probe craft to Galactica. We will guide you through, using scanners.

    Lieutenant Boomer: [to Apollo] What if we miss a mine?

    Captain Apollo: One of us will be the first to know. Let's go.

  • [Apollo, Starbuck and Boomer are destroying a minefield]

    Colonel Tigh: It's working, Commander. They're clearing a path 100 maxims wide.

    Lieutenant Athena: Now, *that* is precision flying.

  • Flight Corporal Rigel: Section 12, launch bay alpha, stand by to launch fighter probe.

    Captain Apollo: Acknowledged. Input recorded and functioning.

    Flight Corporal Rigel: Vector coordinates coded and transferred, acknowledge?

    Captain Apollo: Acknowledged. Ready to launch.

    Flight Corporal Rigel: Core systems, transferring control to probe craft, launch when ready.

  • President Adar: Baltar, my friend, this armistice conference would not have been possible with your tireless work. You have secured for yourself a place in the history books.

    Count Baltar: [smiling humbly] That the Cylons chose me as their liason to the Quorum of the Twelve was an act of... providence, not skill.

  • President Adar: I see the party is not a huge success with all my children.

    Commander Adama: What awaits us out there is what troubles me.

    President Adar: Surely, you don't cling to your suspicions about the Cylons. They *asked* for this armistice. They *want* peace.

    Commander Adama: Forgive me, Mr. President, but they hate us with every fiber of their existence. We love freedom, we love independence. To feel, to question, to resist oppression. To them, it's an alien way of existing... they will never accept.

    President Adar: But they *have*. Through Baltar, they have sued for peace.

    Commander Adama: [unconvinced] Yes... of course, you're right.

  • Commander Adama: Mr. President, I request permission to leave the fleet. I have reason to suspect our home planets may face imminent attack.

    [Cylon raiders blast away at the bridge of the Atlantia and portions of the bridge explode]

    Commander Adama: Maintain contact!

    [the communication image of President Adar distorts, then clears]

    President Adar: [horror-stricken] How could I have been so completely wrong? I have led the entire human race to ruin!

    Commander Adama: Mr. President, it wasn't your fault. You didn't lead us to this disaster. We were *led*!

    President Adar: [last words] Baltar! I don't believe it...

    [a Cylon raider blasts one of the Atlantia's anti-assault batteries and the explosion surges into the bridge, knocking out communications]

    Commander Adama: [alarmed] Mr. President!

  • Boxey: [to Apollo] Can I ride in your ship, sir?

    Captain Apollo: Fighter planes are no place for little boys.

    Serina: They're going to have to be if our people are going to survive. We must fight back.

    Commander Adama: Yes, we are going to fight back. But not here, not now, not in the Colonies. Not even in this star system. Let the word go forth to every man, woman and child who survived this holocaust; tell them to set sail at once in every assorted vehicle that will carry them.

  • Commander Adama: And the word went forth to every outpost of human existence, and they came: the Aries, the Gemons, the Virgos, the Scorpios, the Pisceans and the Sagittarians. In all, 220 ships representing every colony, color and creed in the star system. The human race might have one more chance. But first, it would have to survive the alliance, the elements and the unknown dark and sinister threats that would lie ahead.

  • Lieutenant Athena: Commander, we're picking up some attack signals between Purple and Orange Squadrons. We don't *have* Purple and Orange Squadrons.

    Commander Adama: Purple and Orange?

    Colonel Tigh: Starbuck and Apollo?

    Commander Adama: Lord help them both!

  • Cylon Centurion: The warriors continue to advance, at least six squadrons.

    Imperious Leader: Recall all raiders to defend base ship!

    Cylon Centurion: Our raiders are all destroyed.

    Imperious Leader: All destroyed? How? We took them by surprise.

    Cylon Centurion: Apparently, it was not as big a surprise as we had hope for.

    Imperious Leader: Retreat closer to Carillon! Below their scanners!

    Cylon Centurion: There are reports of fires on Carillon.

    Imperious Leader: I said lower! Or they will destroy us!

    Cylon Centurion: By your command.

  • Commander Adama: [closing narration] Fleeing from the Cylon Tyranny, the last battlestar Galactica leads a ragtag fugitive fleet on a lonely quest: a shining planet known as Earth.

  • Commander Adama: We gather here as representatives of each ship in our fleet to answer that single question: Where will we go? Out recorded history tells us that we descended from a mother civilization, a race that went out into space to established colonies. Those of us here assembled now represent the only known surviving colonies, save one. A sister world, far out in the universe, remembered to us only through ancient writings. It is my intention to seek out that remaining colony, that last outpost of humanity in the whole universe.

    Serina: Commander Adama? This thirteenth colony, this other world. Where is it and what's it called?

    Commander Adama: I wish I could tell you that I know precisely where it is, but I can't. However, I do know that it lies beyond out star system, in a galaxy very much like our own. On a planet called... Earth.