citations

Starbuck: This isn't dueling pistols at dawn, this is war. You never wanna fight fair. You wanna sneak up behind your enemy, and club 'em over the head. You see, Scar understands that. And so do I. So, that's why I'm gonna kill him.

 

***

 

Starbuck: Raiders reincarnate?

Boomer: Makes sense, doesn't it? It takes months for you to train a nugget into an effective viper pilot. And then they get killed. And their experience, their knowledge, their skill sets. They're all lost forever. So, if you could bring 'em back and put 'em in a brand new body, wouldn't you do it? 'Cause death then becomes a learning experience. How, uh-- how many pilots have we lost? I mean, have you lost?

Starbuck: You know, there are times when I look at you and I forget what you are. All I see is that kid that pooched her landings day after day. The kid that was frakkin' the chief and thinking she was getting away with it.

Boomer: Yeah, I remember. [Crying] You were like a big sister to--

Boomer reaches out to touch Starbuck o n the leg. The marines promptly cock and raise their rifles to stop her.

Boomer: Kara, um-- be careful of Scar, okay? He's filled with rage.

Starbuck: About what?

Boomer: Dying's a painful and traumatic experience. Every time he's reborn, he's filled with more bitter memories. Scar hates you every bit as much as you hate him.

 

***

 

Apollo: You know what gets me? I know that in two weeks, I won't remember his face. I can't remember any of their faces after they're killed. No matter how hard I try, they just fade.

Starbuck: I don't even remember their names.

 

***

 

Starbuck: Okay, you know what? I don't wanna know. I don't wanna know.

Apollo: Hey, what about us?

Starbuck: There is no us, all right? I just wanted a good lay. There is nothing here. Do you get that? Nothing.

Apollo: Sure.

Starbuck: My gods.

Apollo: Hey. Well, that's just great. Frakk or fight, huh? Okay, maybe I am just a quick lay. But, Kara, I'm also your friend.

Starbuck: I am hung up o n a dead guy, okay? And it is pissing me off. And I don't know what I'm doing.

Apollo: Anders, right? o n caprica, the resistance fighter.

Starbuck: Yeah, well, Samuel's dead so what does it matter?

Apollo: Oh, Kara please.

Starbuck: I don't need your pity, Lee!

Apollo: For o nce in your life-- you haven't got my pity! Listen, you are fine, you're fine with the dead guys. It's the living guys you can't deal with.

 

***

 

Starbuck: You earned it. To BB. Jo-Jo, Reilly, Beano, Dipper, Flattop, Chuckles, Jolly, Crashdown, Sheppard, Dash, Flyboy, Stepchild, Puppet, Fireball. ...

Apollo: To all of 'em.

Adama: So say we are.

All: So say we are.

 

***

 

Starbuck: It's not why I did it though. Can't get anders out of my head. Can't get over this insane hope that maybe he's alive.

Helo: You got something to live for now. Not just die for.