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SAM: She sold us out.
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What are you talking about? That's a lie.
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We were ambushed at the rendezvous.
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The Cylons knew exactly where we were gonna be.
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Well, that doesn't mean Ellen... I didn't do anything!
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This is the map, Colonel! The map that I drew for you.
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I gave this to you in your tent.
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You were gonna burn it, but then your wife offered to do it for you.
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I got it off a dead skin job at the ambush.
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Do the math!
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I want to explain, Saul...
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Gods-damn traitor... Shut your frakking mouth!