-
Yes, sir.
-
Good.
-
On your feet.
-
Dismissed.
-
They expect us to take this lying down?
-
Now you're flying a frakking Raptor? It's humiliating.
-
A surveillance package?
-
Go get the Blackbird. Take some pretty pictures of our Cylon ship.
-
Copy that.
-
Cheers, everybody. ALL: Cheers!
-
Where's the Blackbird? Lieutenant Thrace took it out.
-
She said Admiral Cain ordered a performance check out.