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Six : I love you, that’s not rational.
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Cally Henderson : Why do the Cylons come every 33 minutes? Why isn't it 34 or 35 or...?
Galen Tyrol : Cally...
Cally Henderson : What ?
Galen Tyrol : Shut up.
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Kara : Why are we arguing about this?
Lee : I have no idea.
Kara : Neither do I. You're the CAG - act like one.
Lee : What the hell does that mean?
Kara : It means that you're still acting like you're everyone's best friend. We're not friends; you're the CAG. "Be careful out there"? Our job isn't to be careful, it's to shoot Cylons out of the frakking sky. "Good hunting" is what you say. And now one of your idiot pilots is acting like a child and refusing to take her pills. So she either says "Yes, sir" and obeys a direct order, or you smack her in the mouth and you drag her sorry ass down to sick bay, and you make her take those pills.
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Six : Do you want children, Gaius?
Gaius : Let me think about that for a minute. No.
Six : Procreation is one of God's commandments.
Gaius : Really? Well, I'm sure someday, if you're a good cylon, he'll reward you with a lovely little walking toaster of your very own.
Six : I want us to have a child, Gaius.
Gaius : You can't be serious.
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Saul Tigh : Yes, we're tired. Yes, there's no relief. Yes, the Cylons keep coming after us, time after time, after time. And yes, we are still expected to do our jobs!
