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Well, we made a decision, all of us,
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just like when we listened to you and Caprica Six
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when we came here to start this new and glorious chapter
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in Cylon-human relations.
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This has nothing to do with whether or not we execute Cally.
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No one enjoys the thought of mortal death, Boomer.
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But she tried to murder you. Maybe it's Gods' justice.
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Need a lift, Mr. Vice President?
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I guess so.
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I haven't seen much of you lately. Been busy these days, huh?
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Well, not much to do in detention.
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How long have you been held?