Battlestar Galactica: Transcripts: S01E06: Litmus

Galactica – Boarding Bay
Galactica has received a transport ship full of civilians visitors… who knows why.
Man on P.A.: Attention. The Scorpia Traveler has docked. Civilians currently boarding Galactica, please proceed to security checkpoints.
Marine: (checking the boarding civilians’ papers one by one) Next. Next. Next.
The camera follows one of the boarding men as he passes the lax security and then separates from the boarding party.

Galactica – Hallway
Cally is guarding a door. Tyrol approaches.
Tyrol: It’s all clear?
Cally: I got your back, Chief.
Tyrol: Thanks.
Tyrol goes through the door.

Galactica – Reservior
Tirol enters and kisses Boomer. She giggles.
Tyrol: Anybody see you?
Boomer: No, I went through the hatchcombing on “C” causeway.
Tyrol: Mmm, good girl.
They kiss.

Galactica – Hallways
Man on P.A.: Bravo team E-O-D, standby for munitions offloading. Hangar bay 2. Bravo team E-O-D, standby for munitions offloading. Hangar bay 2.
The camera follows her man as he walks through the ship’s hallways with intent, hands in his pockets.

Galactica – Reservior
Tyrol and Boomer lie on the floor where they’ve just had sex.
Tyrol: You know, sometimes, at work… I try and conjure up what your face looks like. The curve of your lips, the way your hair falls, how you smell…
Boomer: You see my face every day.
Tyrol: Yeah, but not like this.
She smiles and they kiss.

Galactica – Promenade Deck
Tigh crosses paths with the man the camera is following, and he recognizes him.
Tigh: Security, X.O. Send an armed detail to meet me in the midpoint promenade deck causeway, “C” level. Approach from aft, repeat, approach from aft.
But Adama also crosses the man, recognizes him and calls him out.
Adama: Doral!
Without a word, Doral turns and opens his jacket. He’s wearing a bomb and has a detonator in his hand. Adama moves to jump the man, but Tigh jumps over Adama first, barely getting him away from the blast as Doral immediately detonates himself.

Galactica – Sick Bay
Adama enters with Tigh. A burned man screams in a bed. Nearby, Starbuck looks on from her own bed. She looks a little shocked.
Adama: What’s the count?
Cottle: Three dead, 13 injured.
Tigh: You get a good look at the bomber?
Adama: Yes.
Tigh: It was him, right?
Adama: Yes. I wanna see the Master-at-Arms in my office, in 10 minutes.

Galactica – Adama’s office
Hadrian: A Cylon? Eyewitness accounts all state the bomber was a man.
Tigh: The Cylons look like us now.
Hadrian: (astonished) Like us?
Adama: Yeah, they appear human. Flesh, the blood, the whole thing. The bomber was another copy of a man we knew as Doral, posing as the public relations officer aboard this ship. We’ve learned that there are multiple versions of the same Cylon. I want you to open an investigation immediately. I want to find out how that Cylon, or any civilian, could break through our security.
Hadrian: There have been a string of security incidents aboard ship, sir. The water tank explosion, the discovery of explosives aboard a Raptor, and now this-
Adama: Your point?
Hadrian: I need a free hand. The authority to follow evidence wherever it might lead, without Command review.
Adama: Independent tribunal?
Hadrian: Yes, sir.
Adama: (immediately) You’ll get it.
Hadrian: Thank you.
Adama: That’ll be all, Sergeant.
Hadrian: I also strongly recommend alerting the public to the Cylon threat. If there are other copies of this man aboard the fleet, we should find them before they strike again.
Adama: I’ll take that under advisement. That’ll be all.
Hadrian: Sirs. (leaves)
Tigh: Open to the public, there’s a can of worms.
Adama: Keeping silent hasn’t helped us very much. Maybe shining a light on the situation will make things pop up.
Tigh: All right.
Adama: Hey… I owe you one.
Tigh: Sir.
Adama: Colonel. (Tigh leaves. Then, on comms) Get me the president.

Galactica – Misc. Back Room
Some of the deckhands are making moonshine or something in a makeshift still.
Cally: Don’t pinch the line… there. You got it.
They get their first cup of booze.
Socinus: All right, okay, let’s go.
Cally: So who’s first?
Tyrol: How ’bout me?
Tyrol has entered and sees what they’re doing. The handecks try to hide the still by standing in front of it.
Jammer: Hey, Chief. How’s it goin’, up top?
Cally: Hi.
Tyrol: Come on, let’s have it. Come on. (they give him the cup. He sniffs it) You people are the sorriest of the sorry, the dumbest of the dumb. The only thing you’re makin’ out of this is a one-way trip to sickbay or the morgue. Now, tonight, after night call, one of you brings me twice that length of copper tubing, a spot heater, and a CO2 scrubber. I’ll show you people how this is done. All right? Now get the hell out of here, before I change my mind. Thank you. (they all leave and he sighs) Children…

Cylon-occupied Caprica – Buiding Top
The camera focuses on a rat for a good 5 seconds before cutting to a broken Helo sitting on an apartment deck. Three bio-Cylons watch him from a building top.
Caprica #6: He’s very handsome.
Caprica Doral: You really think so?
Caprica Boomer: She says that about everyone.
Caprica #6: You disagree?
Caprica Boomer: (flatly) He’s attractive.
Caprica #6: I hope you’re more convincing than that with him.
Caprica Boomer: If he wants to find me, he’ll head north towards Cylon forces he’s already seen. If he wants to go alone, he’ll go south, hoping to find another way off the planet. Either way, he won’t make his move until nightfall.
Caprica Doral: If he flees, he dies.

Colonial one – Presidential Area
Roslin: There’s going to be a huge reaction.
Adama: If there are any other Cylons aboard any of our ships, we need to find them. If we enlist the help of the public, it’ll make it a lot easier.
Roslin: People are going to be shocked, angry, terrified, paranoid. There is a price to be paid, when asking for the public’s help. They’re going to demand, at the very least, that someone be held accountable.
Adama: I’m setting up a tribunal.
Roslin: And that tribunal will have to come back to the public with a name, someone who screwed up.
Adama: We don’t know if anybody screwed up.
Roslin: A Cylon agent penetrated your security, killing three people. At least one of your men or women screwed up. Look, here’s my view: independent tribunal, openness, transparency, it all sounds great. But after 20 years in political office, I’m telling you: these things have a way of inflicting damage on the people you least expect. I do not want a witch hunt on our hands.

Galactica – Hangars
Hadrian: So, where were you at the time of the bombing?
Cally: In my rack, reading some trashy novel Socinus gave me.
Hadrian: Did you see the Chief?
Cally: Chief? He was on the hangar deck, going over some paperwork, I think.
Hadrian: How do you know that, if you were in your rack?
Cally: Oh. I saw him right before I turned in.

Galactica – Hangars
Jammer: I was with Cally, playing pyramid in the mess hall corridor.
Hadrian: You sure?
Jammer: Oh, yeah, yeah, she’s pretty good.
Hadrian: See the Chief?
Jammer: Yeah, he was there. I mean, not the whole time, but he dropped in and watched us play for a while.
Hadrian: Okay.

Galactica – Hangars
Socinus: I was on watch.
Hadrian: Did you see the Chief?
Socinus: The Chief? No.
Hadrian: He wasn’t on the hangar deck?
Socinus: No. Oh, wait, yeah. Yeah, yeah, he was. He came in, did some work on one of the Vipers that the Captain rides.
Hadrian: Thank you.

Galactica – Hangars
Tyrol: Asleep in my rack.
Hadrian: You sure about that?
Tyrol: Positive. I was asleep, Sergeant.
Hadrian: All right. That’ll be all for now.
Tyrol: What do you got?

Galactica – Conference Room
Roslin is holding a press conference in front of a bunch of reporters and over the fleet comms.
Roslin: Good afternoon, and thank you for coming. Please be seated. I’m sure, by now, word of the explosion on Galactica has spread through the entire fleet. We offer our continued gratitude to the brave men and women aboard this mighty ship. In consultation with Commander Adama, I have appointed an independent tribunal to investigate the circumstances surrounding this explosion. Also, in the interest of security and public safety, I feel it is time to reveal certain information that has, until now, remained a tightly guarded secret. This information was known only to myself, Commander Adama, and a few select advisers.
Tigh: (watching on a monitor) Cat’s out of the bag.
Roslin: The Cylons have the ability to mimic human form, they look like us now. We have reason to believe that a Cylon agent was responsible for the explosions aboard Galactica. (showing a picture of Doral on a board) This man has been identified as a Cylon agent. We believe him to be responsible for the bombing. He evidently slipped aboard the Galactica with a civilian group, killed a marine guard, stole the explosives and detonated them, killing three members of the crew and destroying himself. (showing a picture of another Leoben Conoy) This man has also been identified as a Cylon, and we now know that there are duplicates of each Cylon model. Anyone seeing either of these two men, at any time, anywhere in the fleet, should immediately contact the Battlestar Galactica and the office of the President. Now I’ll take your questions.
The reporters all start questioning at once.

Galactica – Hangars
Jammer: They’ve known about this the whole time, they just decide to tell us now?
Socinus: A Cylon? Cylon? I mean, who’s a Cylon now?
Cally: This is too much. I don’t even wanna know this.

Galactica – Hangars
Hadrian appears flanked by two marines and approaches Boomer.
Hadrian: Excuse me, sir. Will you come with us, please?
Boomer: What, why?
Tyrol: What’s up, what’s goin’ on, Sergeant?
Hadrian: Chief, need you to come along as well.
Jammer: You’re arresting the Chief?
Socinus: (approaches) Who’s arresting the Chief?
Hadrian: No one is under arrest.
Crashdown: (approaches) What’s the meaning of all this?
Hadrian: Step back.
Crashdown: Ooh…
Tyrol: The Lieutenant asked you a question, Sergeant.
Hadrian: (getting it) A tribunal has been convened to look into the Cylon penetration of our defenses. It requires the presence of Lt. Valerii and Chief Tyrol, and I am here to escort them to the ward room, sir.
Crashdown: (a little confused) Very well, proceed.
Hadrian: Thank you, sir. Lieutenant, Chief, if you’ll come with me, please.
Tyrol: (to Cally) You’re it ’til I get back. Don’t worry.

Galactica – Ward Room
Boomer is sitting in a chair in front of the tribunal, which consists of three non-military members.
Hadrian: Lt. Valerii, where were you at the time of the explosion?
Boomer: Um, I was in my rack. Asleep.
Hadrian: Did anyone see you, sir?
Boomer: I don’t know, I was asleep.
Hadrian: Lieutenant, is it true that you and the Chief are involved in a romantic and physical relationship, in violation of the Colonial Code of Military Conduct?
Boomer: I thought this was about-
Hadrian: Just answer the question, please. Are you and the Chief involved in a relationship?
Boomer: No. The X.O. ordered us to put a stop to it, so we did.
Hadrian: Sir, can you testify as to the whereabouts of Chief Petty Officer Tyrol at the time of the bombing?
Boomer: I have no idea where he was.
Hadrian: Thank you, sir.
Candice Myson: You’re excused, Lieutenant.
Boomer: But I am sure he had nothing to do with the bombing-
Candice Myson: You are excused, Lieutenant.
Hadrian: Bring in the next witness, please.

Galactica – Ward Room
Now is Tyrol who’s sitting in the hot-chair.
Hadrian: The testimony you give before this tribunal may be used to adjudicate your guilt, or innocence, in the matter under investigation. Do you understand?
Tyrol: Yes.
Hadrian: The matter being investigated is, first, how a Cylon penetrated Galactica’s security system, and, second, whether one of Galactica’s crew members aided and abetted this crime through conspiracy and collusion with the Cylons.
Tyrol: Collusion with the Cylons…
Hadrian: Do you consent to give your testimony freely, without invoking your right to remain silent, as provided for under the 23rd Article of Colonization?
Tyrol: I do.
Hadrian: Then let’s begin.

Galactica – Hangars
Cally: They’re going after the Chief.
Jammer: They’re going after the Cylons.
Socinus: What the hell does that mean?
Jammer: Wake up! World’s changed while you were asleep, little man.
Socinus: Frak you.
Jammer: Cylons look like people, that means anyone. Anyone.
Cally: Not the Chief.
Jammer: How do you know?
Cally: I know.
Socinus: This is stupid.
Jammer: No, you two just don’t wanna deal with reality, you wanna keep your heads buried in the sand.
Cally: That’s exactly what the Cylons want, for us to turn on each other. Start getting suspicious, paranoid.
Socinus: She’s right. If we don’t believe in each other, then we don’t got each other’s backs when the heat comes down. We ain’t nothin’.
Jammer: Nah, that kinda thinkin’ is over. It’s every man for himself now. You better watch your backs. (leaves)

Galactica – Ward Room
Hadrian: You had the mid watch, before the bombing, correct?
Tyrol: Yes.
Hadrian: Will you please explain to the tribunal what you do on watch?
Tyrol: I walk the perimeter of the hangar deck, the tool room, storage facilities.
Hadrian: Make sure all hatches are sealed?
Tyrol: Yes.
Hadrian: That no unauthorized personnel is poking around where they shouldn’t?
Tyrol: That’s right. And there was no one on the hangar deck that night.
Hadrian: Hmm. I believe that’s what your log says. What about the hatchcombing for causeway “C”?
Tyrol has a flashback of him and Boomer in the water tank.
Tyrol: Anybody see you?
Boomer: No, I went through the hatchcombing on “C” causeway.
Back to the present.
Hadrian: Your log indicates that all hatches and portals were locked and sealed.
Tyrol: If that’s what the log indicates, then that’s the case.
Hadrian: Which would include the hatchcombing for causeway “C”.
Tyrol: (to the tribunal) You know?, I don’t know where the Sergeant is going with this, but they’re not related.
Hadrian: What if I told you that I found the hatch open after the bombing?
Tyrol: I would say that I don’t know how that’s possible.
Hadrian: And it’s not just any hatch on the hangar deck, it opens onto a causeway which leads directly to a small arms locker, where a marine guard was found dead at the scene. The locker was opened with the correct code. Do you have the correct code to that locker, Chief?
Chief: Yes, I do, as do dozens of others, including the guard. It’s possible the Cylon forced the guard to open it before he killed him. (to the tribunal) I would also like to take this opportunity to point out that that was an internal security matter, and internal security falls under the purview of the Master-at-Arms, and the Master-at-Arms is Sergeant Hadrian.
Hadrian: (ignoring his words) Did Lt. Valerii leave the hatchcombing open last night?
Tyrol: I have no idea who left the hatchcombing open last night.
Hadrian: Chief, were you doing paperwork at the time of the bombing?
Tyrol: No.
Hadrian: Chief, were you working on a Viper at the time of the bombing?
Tyrol: No.
Hadrian: Chief, were you watching a pickup game of pyramid in the mess hall at the time of the bombing?
Tyrol: No, as I told you earlier today, I was asleep in my rack.
Hadrian: Then why do I have three different statements from three of your deckhands, stating variously that they all saw you, and you were anywhere but in your rack. Chief Tyrol, where were you at the time of the bombing? Were you, in fact, meeting with a Cylon agent?
Tyrol: (pause) I exercise my right under article 23.
Everyone in the tribunal is shocked.
Hadrian: By invoking the 23rd article at this time, the tribunal will look on this as further evidence of your guilt, so I will ask you one last time: who were you with at the time of the bombing, and was this person a Cylon agent.
Tyrol keeps silent.

Galactica – Ward Room
Socinus faces the tribunal.
Hadrian: Specialist, your sworn statement indicates that you were on watch at the time of the bombing and that you saw Chief Tyrol work on one of the Vipers. Is that true?
Socinus: Yes, sir.
Hadrian: Specialist, can you explain to us why Chief Tyrol told us, in his testimony, that he was in his rack, asleep at the time of the bombing?
Socinus: Uh…
Hadrian: Speak up, Specialist.
Socinus: He said that?
Hadrian: Did you see him, or didn’t you? Specialist.
Socinus: No. No, I did not, sir.
Hadrian: So the Chief did not come to the hangar deck after all?
Socinus: I don’t know, I, uh… I left my post.
Hadrian: Excuse me?
Socinus: I left my post, sir. I, uh, I ducked out to get a smoke. I went to the galley to get some chow, the Chief… I don’t know where he was. I’m sure he was asleep in his rack, just like he said.
Hadrian: You went to the galley?
Socinus: Yes, sir.
Hadrian: Did you go through the hatchcombing on “C” deck?
Socinus: Well, to get to the galley, that’d be the best way. Yes, sir, I went through the hatch.
Hadrian: Did you leave it open?
Socinus: I’m not sure. Yes, sir, I think I did. But the Chief had nothin’ to do with it. It was me, I left my post, and I left the hatch open. It was me, just me.
Hadrian: Well, you realize, don’t you, that by leaving the hatch open, you allowed a Cylon to gain access to a small arms locker?
Socinus: Yes, sir.
Hadrian: Specialist, did Chief Tyrol instruct you to leave the hatch open deliberately, as part of a conspiracy to allow the Cylon to gain access to the small arms locker?
Socinus: The Chief is innocent, he didn’t do anything.
Hadrian: Specialist, did you leave the hatch open deliberately?
Socinus: Yes, sir. Whatever happened, it was me. Just me.

Cylon-occupied Caprica – Roof Top
It’s nightfall and the bio-Cylons watch Helo as he makes his move. Helo descends from his hideout onto the street, and after a little pause begins moving south.
Caprica Doral: South. You overestimated his willingness to risk himself for you.
Caprica #6: He just doesn’t love you.
Caprica Boomer: Wait.
Helo stops, turns, and starts in the opposite direction.
Caprica Doral: North, toward his love. Seems you made an impression after all.
Caprica Boomer: He’s a good man. He always does the right thing.
Caprica Doral: Are you prepared for the next step?
Caprica Boomer: (without hesitation) Yes.
So Doral backhands her.

Galactica – Sick Bay
Baltar: (approaches Starbuck’s bed) Hello, Lieutenant.
Starbuck: Doctor.
Baltar: I, um, I brought you a cigar. (hands it to her) Recovery gift. How are you?
Starbuck: I’m good. The, uh, food is good, company’s better.
Baltar: Yes, well, I just happened to be absolutely nowhere near sick bay, and I thought I would, uh, see how you’re doing.
Starbuck: So, doctor, you’re super-secret project’s on “C” deck, right?
Baltar: I’m not at liberty to divulge exactly what I am doing on “C” deck, but you’re more than welcome to pop by once you’re ambulatory.
Starbuck: The bomber was on “C” deck, right?
Baltar: Yes, I know, I heard the explosion. Very frightening.
Starbuck: Do you think that’s where it was headed?
Baltar: I’m sorry, I don’t follow you.
Starbuck: The Cylon bomber. Do you think that he was trying to blow up your project,
#6: And you along with it?
Baltar: It’s funny, I hadn’t thought of that.
Starbuck: Kinda hits you where you live, huh?
Baltar: Yes, it does, actually. Um… you get well soon. (leaves)

Galactica – Hallways
Baltar talks with #6 in public and quite undiscreetly. His irrational behaviour attracts a lot of odd looks.
Baltar: They’re trying to kill me.
#6: Me, me, always me. They’re trying to destroy your work. Destroying you is an added bonus.
Baltar: But why? That’s what I don’t understand, why? Why are they trying to blow me up? You’re the one that told me what to do in the first place. I wouldn’t even be making this flipping Cylon detector if it wasn’t for you.
#6: But I’m just in your head, Gaius. They don’t know about me, or us, or our life together.
Baltar: How romantic. Well, I’m going to have to destroy that Cylon detector myself, blame the sabotage on Cylon agents, that’s what I’ll tell Adama- (#6 instantly slams him up against a bulkhead, pinning him by the throat) Oh!
#6: No, you won’t. You’re gonna complete the project, just like I told you.
Baltar: Really. Will I? Or what?
#6: (mad as hell) Don’t make me angry, Gaius. You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.
She forces a kiss on the cowardly scientist before disappearing. Baltar realizes he’s left alone and that a guard is watching him just a few meters away, so he tries to pretend everything’s alright… poorly.

Cylon-occupied Caprica – Roof Top
Caprica Doral: Sharon?
Caprica Boomer: Is that enough?
#6: No, Sharon wouldn’t give up without a much harder fight.
So Caprica #6 smiles and proceeds to punch and kick the living crap out of a passive Caprica Boomer… seeming to enjoy it, too.

Galactica – Adama’s Quarters / Colonial one – Presidential Area
Adama and Roslin talk on comms.
Adama: Did you read the tribunal report?
Rolsin: Yes, and I’m sorry to read that one of your men has been charged with conspiracy and collusion with a Cylon agent.
Adama: Specialist Socinus. But, after reading the transcripts, I have my doubts.
Roslin: What about this other man, your Chief Tyrol? He took the 23rd. What is that about, do you think?
Adama: It’s his right. The courts have never held that invoking the right to remain silent can be used as evidence of guilt.
Roslin: You sound like a lawyer.
Adama: My father was a lawyer, civil liberties.
Roslin: Let’s set aside the legalities for a moment. Obviously, you are defending your man. I respect that, I do, but he is hiding something.
Adama: Chief Tyrol’s been under my command for over five years, and if he really wanted to take this ship down, he could. I think this is over. (a group of marines enter) Madam President, I’m gonna have to call you right back. (to the marines) What?
Marine Coporal: I have orders to bring you before the tribunal, sir.
Adama: Let’s go.

Cylon-occupied Caprica – Ghost City
Helo wanders the city in search his Boomer. Soon he hears a noise coming from a warehouse and sees some pigeons flying away from it. He enters and finds a Cylon dragging a tied-up, head-covered body. When he attacks it, the Cylon quickly disarms him and knocks him on his ass. But somehow Helo grabs his gun and destroys the Cylon before he shoots him. Then he uncovers and unties the body. A seriously messed up Caprica Boomer emerges.
Helo: It’s okay. (hugging her)
Caprica Boomer: Helo, how did you know… I was up here?
Helo: Shh. Okay, can you, can you walk?
Caprica Boomer: I think so.
Helo: Come on. Okay, okay. Now we’re even.
Caprica Boomer: (cold look over his shoulder) I think we should go.
Helo: All right, okay. Come on. It’s gonna be all right. You’re gonna be just fine.
They limp off under Caprica Doral’s and Caprica #6’s watch.

Galactica – Ward Room
Hadrian: Commander Adama, when did you first learn the truth about the Cylons?
Adama: on Ragnar Station, before we left.
Hadrian: And you chose to withhold this crucial information, sir.
Adama: Yes.
Hadrian: Why?
Adama: I felt that to alarm the public would only cause chaos and panic.
Hadrian: But you also withheld the information from your own security detachment aboard ship, sir.
Adama: Not knowing who to trust, I decided to keep the information compartmentalized for the time being.
Hadrian: Sir, isn’t it true that, had we known that the Cylons appeared human, different security procedures would have been followed?
Adama: Probably. But I had to weight the possible ramifications of both.
Hadrian: Well, isn’t it also true, sir, that, had different procedures been followed, the bombing may have been prevented.
Adama: That’s speculative.
Hadrian: I’m asking if it’s possible.
Adama: I know what you’re asking, Sergeant. I will not speculate as to what might have happened.
Hadrian: Do you personally believe that a Cylon agent planted explosives in the ship’s water tank?
Adama: Yes.
Hadrian: Do you believe that there are Cylon agents aboard ship even as we speak?
Adama: Yes, I do.
Hadrian: Sir, isn’t it true that you knew that Lt. Valerii and Chief Tyrol were having an illicit relationship, in violation of regulations?
Adama: I don’t see the relevance of this line of questioning, Sergeant.
Hadrian: Well, the Commander should bear in mind that my questions are not subject to Commanders’ review. Why did you allow the relationship to continue, knowing it was against regulations?
Adama: I’m a soft touch.
Hadrian: Sir, are you aware of the fact that both Lt. Valerii and Chief Tyrol have been implicated as possibly being in collusion with the Cylons?
Adama: I’m aware of the allegations. Where are you going with this, Sergeant?
Hadrian: (harsh) I will ask the questions, sir. Isn’t it true that, by allowing their relationship to continue, in violation of regulations, you may have made it possible for two Cylon collaborators to compromise the safety and security of this ship?
Adama: (sighs) We’re done here. (stands)
Hadrian: Excuse me, sir, but my questions are not finished.
Adama: You’ve lost your way, Sergeant. You’ve lost sight of the purpose of the law: to protect its citizens, not persecute them. (to the tribunal) Whatever we are, whatever’s left of us, we’re better than that. Now, these proceedings are closed. You’ll be transported back to your ships, and we appreciate your help.
Candice Myson: Commander, this is an independent board. You have no authority to close our inquiry.
Adama: This is a witch hunt. I will not have it aboard my ship. (starts for the door)
Hadrian: (to the marine guarding the door, the one that picked up Adama) Corporal of the guard, restrain the Commander and return him to the witness chair.
Adama: (to the marine) Your orders are to escort Sgt. Hadrian back to her quarters and keep her in confinement until further notice. Make your choice, son.
There’s a pause as the marine looks lost. Then he makes up his mind.
Marine Corporal: Sgt. Hadrian, if you’ll come with us, please.
As the marines walk up to Hadrian and away from the door, Adama walks away without looking back.

Galactica – Conference Room
The reporters are all taking at the same time once again. Roslin takes the podium and her conference is broadcasted to the entire fleet.
Roslin: Good evening, have a seat. The investigation into the suicide bombing aboard Galactica and how it was allowed to occur has come to a close. You are all aware that the bomber was a Cylon agent. The tribunal has determined that the Cylon gained access to the explosives by going through a hatch door in the hangar deck of the ship. This door was left open due to negligence of one of the ship’s crewmen. His name is Specialist Socinus. He has confessed to lying under oath and dereliction of duty in time of war. He’s been stripped of his rank and confined to the brig. At this point, we have no reason to believe that there were any other parties responsible. Now I’ll take your questions. (the reporters erupt. Pointing to one of them) You, sir.

Galactica – Adama’s Quarters
Tyrol: Commander, permission to enter.
Adama: What is it, Chief?
Tyrol: Thank you, sir. Sir, I believe that Socinus… I believe that his confession was a lie. I think that he’s covering for me.
Adama: For you?
Tyrol: I think that he’s doing this out of a sense of misplaced loyalty to me.
Adama: Somewhere in this there’s truth. You care to take me to it?
Tyrol: Sir, I was with Lt. Valerii at the time of the bombing. The deck gang, they all knew it. They’ve known all along. They’re trying to cover for me, they started lying. Socinus… I don’t know, I think that he thinks that he’s helping protect me, by taking a fall like this.
Adama: You don’t really know whether he was on duty or not, do you?
Tyrol: Commander, he’s innocent. I know that much. I should be in the brig.
Adama: That’s a fact. You should be in the brig.
Tyrol: Commander, this isn’t right. You can’t let an innocent kid-
Adama: I can’t? What I can’t do is I can’t let someone that wears this uniform get on a witness stand and lie under oath. And that’s what your man did. He either lied the first time, or he lied the second time. And it doesn’t matter. He’s guilty, and he’ll pay the price. You, you’ll pay a different price. You’ll have to walk out on that hangar deck every day, knowing that one of your men is in the brig because you couldn’t keep your fly zipped. You’re the most experienced non-commissioned officer we have left. You keep my planes flying. I need my planes to fly. Dismissed.
Tyrol: Sir. (leaves)

Galactica – Reservior
A happy Boomer is waiting. Tyrol enters.
Boomer: Hi… (goes to hug and kiss him)
Tyrol: (pushing her away) Sharon, no, no, no.
Boomer: What?
Tyrol: Sharon, we’re done. It’s over.
Boomer: What do you mean, it’s over?
Tyrol: I love you, I really do. I’m sorry.
Boomer: Wait a minute. I deserve more of an explanation than that.
Tyrol: Sure. one of my men is in the brig, confessed to a crime that he didn’t commit to protect me, to protect us. Well, there can be no more us. No more secrets, no more lies, that’s it. It’s over.
Boomer: I can’t believe you can just turn your back on us.
Tyrol: I put everything on the line for you, everything! I cover for you, I protect you. I risked my career, my freedom, my integrity, for what? So some innocent kid, one of my kids, can take the fall for me? No! We are not worth that.
Boomer: Okay. Guess I’ll see ya ’round. (starts leaving. Tyrol stays put)
Tyrol: one more thing… did you leave the hatchcombing open last night?
Boomer: What?
Tyrol: Did you leave the hatchcombing open last night?
Boomer: What are you saying? That I helped the Cylon?
Tyrol: I didn’t say anything. I was just asking you a question. I think I deserve an answer.
Boomer: You have the only answer you’re ever gonna get. (leaves)

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