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You have been found guilty of treason against the state.
Remove him.
ALL CHEERING
BUZZER BLARES
I know you. I remember that voice.
Who is attacking us?
Starbuck, it's so loud! I can't stand it!
The key is to be found in that ship
that crashed on the planet where you discovered Iblis.
SHEBA: Starbuck, what are you doing? Stay back!
What is it you found?
Sheba, you don't want to go in there.
ADAMA: In Part One of "War of the Gods"...
Making the final sweep of the...
Bojay!
Good Lord, they're fast.
Wait, they're moving up behind us.
Bojay! HIGH-PITCHED HUMMING
They disappeared here, in this sector.
There's been no transmissions of any kind?
We've received an automatic distress signal.
Since then, nothing. Four ships have simply vanished.
Was that a ship?
Yes, it was. it was destroyed.
By whom?
The great powers.
You mean the Cylon Empire? No.
I want a complete report on him from the life station.
Cranium probe, neurosystems, everything,
up to and including psycho-electron recall.
Your people will be safe under my leadership.
But they're so beautiful.
Don't be beguiled.
They taunt you with a glow that conceals everlasting darkness.
Look away, Sheba.
Who are you?
COUNT IBLIS: I am of another world.
A degree of being developed far in advance of your own.
How can you verify that?
Prepare for me three tests.
And as I have the power to move that object,
so I have the power to deliver your people.
I will deliver your enemy unto you this night.
Omega, bring the Fleet to full alert.
Yes, sir.
What is it? What's happening?
I have just received a direct communique from Baltar.
What?
Requesting permission to come aboard the Galactica
under a universal sign of truce.
ADAMA: This is an event unlike any we ’ve experienced
since the destruction of our civilization.
Baltar’s ship is reaching our quadrant,
and is being intercepted by an elite squadron
which will escort the treasonous instrument
of our holocaust directly into our hands.
Word is spreading like sunbursts through every corner of the Fleet.
It’s a jubilation unprecedented
as Baltar is brought before the Council of 12.
It is just as Count lblis promised.
Our enemy has been delivered.
And now, the exciting conclusion of "War of the Gods. "
Baltar.
You have been found guilty of treason against the state
and in violation of every code
of moral and ethical conduct known to man.
You're sentenced to spend the rest of your life in confinement
aboard the prison barge.
No, I say you can't do this!
I came to you under a sign of truce!
You need me! We need each other!
There is a power greater than yours.
Greater than the Cylon Empire!
It will destroy us all unless we unite!
May I address the Council?
Baltar.
Who are you?
I'm Count Iblis.
And I will lead these people away from your ruthless pursuit.
That voice.
There's something about your voice. I've heard it before.
It is the voice of truth. It will lead these people
as it has led you to surrender to their justice.
I came here of my own free will.
Just as you willingly drop to your knees to accept your punishment.
GASPING
CHOKING
GASPING
Adama!
Remove him.
BALTAR: Who is he?
You can't! You can't do this to me!
I came here of my own free will!
There were to be two more prerequisites to our bargain,
one, that I should lead you to Earth,
and the other was to be decided amongst yourselves.
May I remind you that the people are expectant.
Now they rejoice in the fall of Baltar,
but soon they will demand that the journey to Earth begin.
When you have decided,
you will find me amongst the people in celebration.
Well, I believe, I believe we should all join in the celebration.
And I see no reason to delay electing Count Iblis
to the presidency of our quorum.
Are there any dissenting votes?
If I may.
It is true Count Iblis has done as promised.
And as you said, sire, it was inspirational.
However, there are still questions unanswered.
Warriors who've disappeared,
disquieting events still to be studied.
May I suggest adjournment until the same time tomorrow?
Fair enough. The Council of 12 stands adjourned.
BREATHING HEAVILY
Sit, Baltar. Do not pace.
You. You!
Sit, old friend.
I will not.
And you cannot ever again force me to do anything against my will.
I know you. I remember that voice.
Do you?
The voice of the Cylon Imperious Leader.
But the Cylons are machines.
Yes, now.
But once they were a race of beings
who allowed themselves to be overcome
by their own technology.
And when did this happen?
A thousand yahrens ago, at the onset of
the Thousand-Yahren War against the humans.
Then for my voice to be the voice of the Imperious Leader,
it would have to have been transcribed into Machine Leader
a thousand yahrens ago.
I'd have to be a thousand yahrens old.
Do not fear, my friend.
All is not lost.
Please come with me. I want you to attend the games.
Athena, I've told you I have too many things on my mind
and I have decisions which I must make.
You sound just like Apollo.
He's decided not to play tonight.
It's causing dissension within the Fleet.
I didn't know he'd made that decision.
Well, what do you know?
I've been looking all over for you. Where have you been?
Boxey, hold it.
Boxey!
Hey, I'm talking to you.
Now since when do you just walk out of here without giving me a hug, huh?
My friends all say you're a coward.
A coward? Boxey, what are you talking about?
They say you're afraid to play in the games.
Boxey, why would I be afraid? Hmm?
We have the best team in the Fleet.
We can beat anybody.
Count Iblis says that Boomer's team's gonna win.
Since when does Count Iblis know anything about Triad?
My friends say you're afraid if you lose,
it'll prove Count Iblis is smarter than Grandfather,
that he should be our new leader.
Boxey, my not playing in the games
has nothing to do with my father.
It has to do with wasting my time,
and laughing and carrying on like nothing is wrong,
while friends of mine may be out there dying someplace.
Now can you understand that?
I guess so.
Good.
Hey, you go and tell your friends
that I said it doesn't matter who wins the games.
And I'd be just as happy to see Boomer win for a change.
SIGHS
It isn't easy, is it?
Well... No.
How can I explain my feelings to a small child
when I can't explain them to myself?
I thought you did rather well.
I'm not sure I agree with you entirely.
You, of all people, think I should play?
SIGHS
Would it serve any purpose for you to sit in your quarters
and think about your missing friends?
Son...
Don't make it more difficult for me.
And don't leave me with 220 ships full of enthusiasts
who are outraged because you didn't show up to play.
You'd just be serving Count Iblis’ cause.
He's become quite popular.
I think half the Fleet would be ready
to follow him right now.
Father, if you think that my not playing in the games
will shift the balance his way, then I'll play.
Well,
I don't think you'd be doing your missing friends
a disservice.
In fact, you may even be helping them.
SIGHS
Sheba.
Boomer.
Good Luck You too.
ALL CHEERING
Well, so much for my moment of glory.
Oh, Boomer, come on. Don't give up before you've begun.
You are good.
I am good, he is better. CHUCKLES
But I'd give anything to beat him just once.
I'd heard you'd felt that way.
Maybe I can be of help.
Oh, nothing can beat skill, sir.
The commander's son is a trifle too sure of himself.
Maybe that weakness can be exploited.
Obviously, you've never played Triad against Starbuck and Apollo.
CHUCKLES
No, but I'd like to, through you.
How badly would you like to win?
WHISTLING
ALL: CHANTING Go! Go! Go! Go!!
BUZZER BLARES
ANNOUNCER: Blue team has taken a surprising early advantage.
Loose sphere in the corner!
Apollo comes up with it! Releases and misses! Deflection off the...
MAN: Come on, Apollo!
BUZZER BLARES
MAN: Shoot! Shoot!
BUZZER BLARES
MUSIC PLAYING
Is it, uh, just me
or does everyone seem especially festive that we lost?
I don't remember anybody being this happy when we won. Including me.
My dear young friends, there is a new air of optimism.
Join in it. You look so serious.
The games will be a distant memory before this night is through.
Just how long is this party going to last?
Some of these people are in critical jobs.
Trust me to worry about the Fleet from now on.
My commandment is that everyone enjoy life to its fullest.
No matter how long it lasts.
Starbuck, Apollo, you just don't seem to get the point.
Look, we're all saved, so relax. CHUCKLES
Oh, come on, Apollo.
Why don't you let me offer you a little consolation?
What a wonderful idea.
They make a handsome couple.
Really?
I, uh, somehow had the impression
you were interested in Sheba for yourself.
Why should she be limited to one man?
Or you and I to one woman? Hmm.
I, uh, get the feeling I might like this place you come from.
I can see you and I are going to be soul mates.
Let me offer you a drink.
Uh, I can’t see any harm in one drink.
I'm surprised you asked me to dance and not Count Iblis.
Apollo, are you jealous?
Jealous?
Now, you hold it.
Even in the short time that you've known me,
do you really think I'd let something as petty
as jealousy interfere with my judgment
when the lives of every man, woman and child could be at stake?
Do you?
More of those unidentified ships?
They're observing us or setting us up for something.
Still nothing on the scanner?
Where's Omega? What's happened to all our personnel?
What's your explanation, Colonel?
A great many of our personnel are on Life Station relief.
Then why hasn't the Chief Life Officer notified me?
He, unfortunately, was one of the first stricken.
Stricken?
Quite simply, an overdose of pleasure.
You can't be serious.
What about curfew for duty officers?
Apparently some leeway has been granted.
By whom? Count Iblis.
Launch a security screen immediately.
I want to see Count Iblis in my quarters.
Sir? Thus far, no pilots have responded to the alert.
ALARM BEEPING
What's going on here? GROANS
APOLLO: Get moving! It's a red alert!
Let's go! Everybody up! G ROANS
Starbuck, what...
Boomer, what's going on here?
Come on, wake up! It's a red alert.
Lord... G ROANS
I don't think everybody made it back to the Galactica.
They're spread all over the Fleet.
SIGHS
APOLLO: Get up! Come on, Boomer.
Come on! Get up!
Come on, take it easy. Come on!
Gentlemen!
A disgraceful accounting of yourselves.
The alert is fully 12 centons along. Not a ship is launched!
Why, you...
Release me, or forfeit your life!
Apollo, have you lost complete control? Release him!
You have just saved your son's life.
Now, if this is the way you run your ship, Adama,
there may be more to take up with the Council
than my ascension to the presidency.
I may relieve you of your command as military leader as well.
This may be of no interest to you, young man,
but the Fleet is under attack.
Respond to the claxon or I'll have you arrested.
Iblis!
Who is attacking us?
What are they? What are you?
l have told you all you are capable of comprehending.
For a man of such remarkable powers,
you show very grave concern
for those light forces observing us so closely.
They, too, are from my dominion.
Then why do you fear them?
I fear no man, no creature.
Not even God?
What do you primitive children know of what you call God?
Only that we have been given laws which cannot be broken
by any man or creature.
Those laws do not apply to me.
I wonder.
Boomer, just where in Hades' hole do you think you're going?
Bandit at right center.
I'm gonna get myself one of those white lights
and make myself a fireball.
Did you just see that? I blew him right out of the universe.
Boomer, he left you standing still.
HIGH-PITCHED HUMMING
What's that noise?
Starbuck, Apollo, do you read me?
Something's coming up behind me.
It's so loud! I can't stand it!
HUMMING CONTINUES
Starbuck, what happened to him?
I don't know, Apollo.
One micron he was on my scanner,
the next he was gone.
I mean, he just disappeared.
Let's get back and see what we came up against.
STARBUCK: Back? Apollo, are you crazy? What do you mean get back?
What about Boomer? We can't just leave him out here.
He's not out here, Starbuck. He's someplace else.
Someplace out of our reach.
COLONEL TIGH: They're not necessarily hostile.
Not necessarily hostile? What do you call losing eight pilots?
I don't know the answer to that,
but they haven't attacked the Fleet.
So far.
They're studying our ships and our lifeforms
to determine our weaknesses,
to find the best way to destroy us.
Father, if an attack is coming,
there's one person among us who knows all about it
and about these alien beings who are watching us.
I say we dump him right back where we found him.
Whatever is happening, he's at the heart of it.
All our troubles began when we brought him aboard.
We can't turn back time.
Count Iblis is becoming very popular in the Fleet.
In a few centares, the Council will elect him to the presidency.
Father, there has to be some way to stop that from happening!
How? He gives our people everything they desire.
Hope, food.
And what is he looking for in return?
What price do we pay?
And what's his connection with them?
DR. WILKER: There's no question, they've responded
to some extraordinary influence.
Any ideas?
Possibly. Come over here.
Our normal seismic and cosmic monitoring
went right off the chart yesterday and today.
According to calculations from the bridge,
those occurrences coincided
precisely with the presence of the unidentified ships.
In other words, those ships might have given off energy
that might have influenced the growth of these plants.
Could have.
I mean, it's no different in principle to plants leaning towards
and receiving energy from a sun.
Then you think it was the ships rather than Count Iblis
that caused the plants to go crazy and multiply?
I said it's a possibility.
I sure like it better than the alternative.
Thanks, Doc. Keep on it.
Uh, Apollo, you've got that look.
What are you thinking?
Listen, why don't you rest up?
You're probably still suffering from the effects of that party.
I'm gonna do some thinking.
ADAMA INHALING
How did you do that? ADAMA SIGHS
It's impolite not to make your presence known.
I finally think I've discovered how Count Iblis
has been pulling off these miracles
and then I see you do this.
SIGHS
This was not a miracle, Apollo.
This is a simple test of mind over matter,
long a key study of our military institute.
CHUCKLES
I remember...
I used to drive your mother mad
by bending eating utensils until she made me stop the practice.
How come I never knew?
Oh, it was before you were born, Apollo.
It was in my early days at the institute,
a special program, strictly a military study.
Our life expectancy now, Cylons notwithstanding,
is about 200 yahrens.
We're just beginning
to utilize some portion of our brain's incredible potential.
Now imagine,
imagine, if you will,
a race of beings
whose life expectancy is thousands of yahrens.
Now, a race of that kind would certainly have learned to do
what we would consider to be miraculous things.
And that's what you think we're dealing with here?
With Count Iblis and these strange lights?
No, not lights.
The ancient ones, the Lords who first settled on Kobol,
spoke of visitations from what they, in their primitive way,
referred to as angels.
Angels?
Think of them as custodians of the universe,
advanced beings, very highly advanced,
whose mandate it is to make certain
that their powers are never abused
by anyone of their own kind.
And they're watching him. Meaning he's one of them.
Or was.
The key, I believe, is to be found in that ship
that crashed on the planet where you discovered Iblis.
Father, that's just what I've been thinking.
Now, you said you couldn't get close enough
to examine the ship because of radion levels.
Yeah, but with special equipment...
All right, now...
I want you to go back there.
Alone.
You mustn't tell anyone of this.
And you must forget this conversation.
Iblis will pick out your thoughts
as easily as listening to a claxon.
I understand. I hope so.
This could be the most important mission of your life.
SIGHS
How will you avoid the Count?
If you run into him, he'll know where I've gone.
I'II crowd my mind with other thoughts.
That too was part of the institute's
investigation into telepathic communication.
How is it after all this time I'm still learning things about my own father?
How is it that after all this time
I'm still learning things about my own son?
Apollo!
What are you doing here? I'm coming with you.
Starbuck, I'd love to have you with me,
but I gave my word I wouldn't tell anybody about this mission.
Well, that's one promise you already broke.
WHISPERING Look, I gotta go.
It could be life or death for all of us.
In that case I've got a stake in it, and I'm coming along.
It's between me and Iblis.
Oh, personal war.
Single-handed combat.
With the lives of everyone in the Fleet hanging on the outcome?
Starbuck, I don't think you understand.
Mmm-hmm. More than you think.
Look, you're the one that's always telling me I let my ego get in the way.
Count Iblis has Sheba swooning, so...
It has nothing to do with Sheba.
Maybe, and maybe not.
I just know you're not going out to do
whatever it is you're going out to do without me.
In order for this mission to succeed, it must be a secret.
Apollo, we got a guy on board this bird who reads minds.
Now, what happens if should bump into him?
SIGHS Starbuck.
Okay, buddy. Let's go. All right.
I was hoping you'd see things my way.
A shuttle is being launched. It wasn't scheduled.
Captain Apollo said to check with you. Yes, I know.
A passenger ship asked for some
special instruction on the game of Triad
for the sake of the children on board the ship.
And Captain Apollo thought it might be impressive for them
if the real champions went out on the fringes of the Fleet.
A nice idea. Yes.
Uh, Colonel.
Would you happen to know where Count Iblis might be at the moment?
Yes, he's visiting the Agro Ship 9,
with Sheba, if I'm not mistaken.
I see.
If he should happen to ask to see me,
would you tell him I'm on a sleep period?
For how long?
Until further notice.
That shuttle that just launched,
what are its docking instructions
with one of the passenger ships?
Passenger ships? I don't understand.
Shuttle Alpha just headed off across the quadrant.
Across the quadrant? Well, is something wrong?
No. What could be wrong?
SHEBA: I always feel such peace here.
It's the only place
that even comes close to what we lost.
And even if it is floating in space, it's alive.
You can feel it.
What is it?
What are you up to, Adama?
What? What's the matter? Where are you going?
Progress report on Shuttle Alpha?
It is just leaving scanner range.
It's heading toward the planet...
The one where my ship crashed.
Count Iblis! Where did you come from?
Who is in that shuttle?
I don't know, exactly.
Captain Apollo and who else?
I don't really know.
Where is Adama? Well, he's...
Thank you.
Yes, Colonel?
I'm sorry, sir, but it's Count Iblis.
I think he's on his way to see you,
and it has something to do with the shuttle.
SIGHS
Thank you, Colonel. I’ll handle it.
DOOR OPENS
I left orders that I was not to be disturbed.
You have sent your son In search of my identity.
You told us your identity.
When a mortal breaks a bargain with me,
there is a high price to be paid.
I don't believe in you, Count Iblis,
as did those poor souls
who were destroyed on your ship on the planet.
They followed you and they paid the price.
There is a price that you will pay,
a life more meaningful to you than your own.
That's where the answer lies.
Let's go.
Nothing, sir.
Commander, no sign of Count Iblis.
And nothing from the ships in the Fleet.
If he were anywhere on the Galactica
or within the Fleet, we'd know it.
There is one possibility. A single Viper launched without clearance.
I'm sorry, that was Sheba.
Sheba?
She went after them.
The launch bay confirmed it.
They tried to stop her, but...
Father, you're going to have to issue some kind of statement.
Word is spreading throughout the Fleet.
She's right. The disappearance of Count Iblis...
I mean, we must find him. He must be here somewhere.
No, we won't find him.
He's not here. He's down there with them.
Nothing.
Radion level was a myth.
How is that possible?
How is anything the Count does possible?
Let's go take a look at her crew.
Everything is pretty well vaporized.
Whatever hit this thing must have had the power of a sun.
Starbuck!
SHEBA: Apollo, Starbuck, what are you doing?
Stay back!
I won't stay back. What is it you found?
Sheba, you don't want to go in there.
Let me go, I want to see!
You don't want to go in there!
Apollo.
Maybe she should.
Maybe you're right.
Take a look.
All right, I will.
THUNDER RUMBLING I forbid it!
Sheba! Come to me.
Don't listen to him, Sheba.
Now turn around and look at what we found.
COUNT IBLIS: Don't be deceived.
You're mine. Come, be with me.
Sheba!
Do not touch her! She is mine.
She has given herself to me freely.
Listen to me. Listen to me. Come out of it! Hear me!
Let her go. I command it.
You command no one who does not willingly give you dominion.
You have no power over me!
You know who I am.
Yes, I finally know.
Sheba, think back to the ancient records.
The names Mephistopheles,
Diaboles, the Prince of Darkness.
I will give you one more chance
before I strike her down.
Death to her, Apollo.
May her soul curse you through eternity.
STARBUCK: Apollo! Apollo!
Oh, my God!
He's dead.
You, you killed him!
BREATHING HEAVILY
COUNT IBLIS: Sheba, come.
Sheba.
You want to come.
SNIFFS
No. I could never follow you again.
Apollo, what have I done?
You didn't do it, Sheba.
He did it.
What is it? What's wrong, Count?
Nothing's wrong.
Then why do you look so worried?
Did you break some kind of rule?
It's time for me to go.
Why, what happened?
Was it within your dominion to strike down a follower?
A soul given to you freely, but not an innocent?
A spirit whose life you took against his will?
No one has dominion over me.
I wonder.
There will come another time, another place,
and we will meet again.
Starbuck, he's gone.
He just vanished.
Everything's exactly the same as it was when he first appeared.
One thing's different.
Apollo's dead.
Let's take him home.
SHEBA: I'm so sorry.
This was all my fault.
SIGHS
Were you alone?
Seems to me everyone's trying to find someone
or something to believe in.
But Apollo knew better.
Why did he have to be the one to pay?
SIGHS I'd gladly trade my life to have him back.
Starbuck?
I see 'em.
Here we go again.
As if we hadn't been through enough already.
What do they mean, Starbuck? What are they?
Whatever it means, whatever they are...
They're gone, at least for now.
See if you can compute range back to the Fleet.
SNIFFS
Starbuck?
I don't know. They're coming from behind us.
See if you can get a look at it!
HIGH-PITCHED HUMMING GASPING
I can't stand the sound!
The controls are freezing up! We're losing speed! Sheba!
GROANS
What is this?
Who are you?
ALIEN LEADER: Do not attempt to communicate. You are safe.
Sheba!
ALIEN LEADER: His restons are normal and responding to balcon infusion.
Allow him to rise.
Who are you?
Where's Sheba?
ALIEN LEADER: The companion you refer to will join you as soon as she is able.
Where are we?
ALIEN LEADER: Within a dimension quite apart from your own.
Yeah, well, I can hear you
and I can see you...
That is by our choice.
Yeah, well, I'm not so sure.
My hand passed right through you! SHEBA: Starbuck!
Sheba!
SHEBA SIGHS
Are you all right?
I don't know.
STAMMERING I think maybe we're dead.
Is that right? We're dead and you're angels?
Oddly enough, there is some truth to your speculation.
It is time. If you will follow me.
What do we do?
Sweet lady, there aren't many places I've been in my life
where I didn't feel like I was in complete control,
but, uh, this is an exception.
Apollo!
Oh, Starbuck, I thought this was all some horrible, awful dream.
But it's true, we lived it all.
What are you doing with him?
Can't you leave him alone? He's of no possible harm to you!
ALIEN LEADER: Precisely the opposite.
He is of great value to us.
SOBS What?
ALIEN LEADER: He and any like him
who have the courage to grow beyond the limitations of the flesh.
Starbuck, what are they saying?
You're asking me?
ALIEN LEADER: Starbuck, you have a most promising spirit.
A trifle unrestrained,
but perhaps with Apollo's continued fellowship...
Oh, please, I've already lived through his death once before,
don’t keep reminding me of it.
ALIEN LEADER: Apollo was not meant to die.
Sheba, it was you that Count Iblis meant to destroy.
What are you saying?
ALIEN LEADER: Apollo sacrificed his mortal body
to save your spirit from falling.
Are you willing to sacrifice your own to bring him back?
Whatever you're going to do to us, get it over with!
No, Starbuck, wait.
Maybe these...
Maybe these people aren't so unlike us.
What are you, delirious?
No, I mean it.
They know who we are and what we are.
Yes, and that gives them a pretty big advantage.
But I think they're on our side.
I think.
All right, yes.
If it's possible, I will trade my life for Apollo's.
ALIEN LEADER: What about you, Starbuck?
Did you not say inside your ship
that you would gladly trade places with Apollo?
How... How could you know that?
SIGHS
Apollo!
Apollo! You're alive. It's a miracle.
SOBBING
I don't know who you are,
but whatever you want from me, you can have.
ALIEN LEADER: We want nothing from you.
Then why are you doing all this?
Because we fight a common foe,
the forces of darkness and evil throughout the stars.
But why are you bothering with us?
We come from a simple handful of human survivors.
Because as YOU are HOW, we once were.
As we are now, you may become.
When?
After you've seeded and nurtured new civilizations.
After you've evolved.
On Earth? Perhaps.
Will you show us the way?
ALIEN LEADER: Perhaps we can give you a beginning.
STARBUCK: What about Count Iblis? Is he one of you?
He now uses his powers to corrupt and lead others away from truth.
Why can't you stop him?
ALIEN LEADER: Because we cannot interfere with freedom of choice.
His, yours, anyone's.
But you interfered in the greatest of all choices, life or death.
You were only dead by primitive measures
and it was not Count Iblis' right to take your life.
He must now forfeit some payment of our choosing.
In any case, it is time for you to return to your people.
One last concern. There were other warriors who disappeared.
ALIEN LEADER: They will return with reasonable explanations.
And now it is time for you to be returned.
Let us drink to the return of our children
and to the end of Count Iblis.
Whoever he was.
Apollo.
Dr. Paye tells me that when he examined you,
he found that you had experienced some kind of physical duress.
I am a little sore, Father.
Why? What happened?
That's the strangest part of it, Father, I can't tell you.
It was like being caught up in some kind of vortex,
some kind of force field.
You come out of it with your senses scrambled.
Where were you when we found the other pilots?
That's right, you were nowhere to be found.
And if you came straight back to the Fleet,
how did we get here before you?
Ah, something happened.
Something I can't explain.
I don't remember anything after challenging Count Iblis.
You challenged Count Iblis?
And won? No, Adama.
He challenged Count Iblis and lost.
CASSIOPEIA: Lost? That's not possible.
Apollo's here. Iblis isn't.
Count Iblis tried to kill Sheba
and,uh, Apollo got in his way.
Is that all you remember?
No. I remember
Sheba and I taking Apollo's body
and putting it on the shuttle and leaving the planet.
His body?
Yes.
Well, and then you landed on the Galactica,
and Apollo was merely stunned
and you frightened Iblis away.
Yeah, that must be it. That has to be it.
It was, uh...
There was one more thing.
A light.
A sound.
It was beautiful. SHEBA: Yes, It was.
It was as if there was something good and pure
and caring out there.
There are very few
who've had the opportunity to experience
the light of good and truth at first hand.
Then you mean that's what happened to us?
We got caught in the war between good and evil?
We've always been caught between good and evil.
That would be no different even if we were to find Earth.
Earth, quadrant Alpha, 19 million sectars by...
STARBUCK: Epsilon vector 22,
on a circular reckoning course of 000.9...
In a star system with nine planets and one sun.
ADAMA: Fleeing from the Cylon tyranny,
the last battlestar, Galactica,
leads a ragtag fugitive fleet on a lonely quest,
a shining planet known as Earth.