Battlestar Galactica Page #7

I have to go!|[ Laughs ]

I have a moonlight cruise. Two moons.|Oh, how can you go wrong?

[ Laughing, Chattering, Screaming ]

[ Boomer ] I don't get it.|How cut off can these people be?

She didn't act like she'd even heard|about the destruction of the colonies.

There's something|even more peculiar.

Why haven't we heard|about this place?

I suppose you know every gambling|chancery in this star system, huh?

Oh, that's right.|That's right.

If there's a game going on,|you'd know about it.

-- [ Pop ]

[ Woman Screaming|Excitedly ]

- Whoo-hoo!|- Whoo!

- Whoo!|- [ Cheering ]

The odds|must be incredible here.

People are winning|a fortune.

Yes, and they're|obviously well-fed.

Look, why don't we find out|about who's in charge of this place...

and see about getting some food|back up to the fleet.

The last thing these people may want is|a battlestar sitting on their front door.

I haven't found|a gambling den yet...

that didn't depend on military|pay vouchers to keep its doors open.

Now, Boomer, until we find out|who these people are,

just remember,|it'll only take one informer,

and we'll have the whole|Cylon war machine on its way.

[ Starbuck ] I wanna look around,|sit in on a game or two,

see if I can find out|what's behind this place.

[ Excited Squealing,|Hooting ]

Your mission, Boxey, is|to keep your eye on that readout.

When the counter gets up to 10, it means|we're right on top of a rich tylium deposit.

Yes, sir.

- It don't matter|where you go -

- We'd better talk.|- Right.

- Something's|always after you -

- - It's love - -|- Love - - - Love -

- - It's love - -|- Love - - - Love -

- - It's love - -|- Love - - - Love -

- - Love -|- They can't read our lips in here.

- Who?|- Whoever might be up to something in this place.

Well, Boomer, one thing|this place isn't is crooked.

Where'd you get|all those cubits?

Gambling. I'm telling you, Boomer,|you can't lose.

That's what|I'm talkin' about.

You ever been in a gambling chancery|where you couldn't lose?

No, but then I've never|been here before either.

-- [ Continues ]

- It don't matter|where you go -

- It won't matter|what you do -

- 'Cause something's|always after you -

We could make a fortune if we|put those girls on the star circuit.

I mean, big money, Boomer.|Big money.

- Big money, huh?|- Yeah.

Every creature in the universe|is out to exterminate us,

and you wanna hire|a vocal group.

- Mm-hmm. - I'm telling you, there's|something just not right about this place.

- - It's love - -|- Love - - - Love -

- - It's love - -|- Love - - - Love -

- - It's love - -|- Love - - - Love -

- Love, Love -

[ Bass Tone ]|- Love --

Yeah, I gotta talk|to those girls.

- [ Gears Whirring, Clanking ]|- Quiet, Muffit.

- [ Monitor Beeping ]|- I see it. Tylium.

- Nice going, Boxey.|- [ Jolly ] That's a pretty hot reading.

We may be right on top of that old mine.|I'd better check it out.

- [ Gears Continue Whirring ]|- Okay, Jolly, keep your eyes open.

[ Whirring,|Electronic Barking ]

- I'll bring him back.|- Hey, Boxey!

Boxey, wait right here.|I'm gonna get him back.

Muffy? Muffy?

- Thank you.|- For what?

For saving|my son's life.

You're getting things|a little out of proportion.

In a way, maybe|I should be thanking you.

You don't know anything|about me...

or what happened|to Boxey's father or--

When you're ready,|you'll tell me.

In the meantime, nothing that's|gone on before really counts for much.

As far as|the human race is concerned,

we're all starting over.

Muffy?

Muffy?

Muffy?

[ Loud Clank ]

Muffy? Muffy!

Darn you, daggit,|where are you?

Muffy! Muffy?

Muffy?

Muffy?

[ Gasps ]|Aah--

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

- Any sign of Boxey?|- I'm afraid not.

What is it?

- What's happening on this planet?|- I don't know.

[ Apollo ] This may be the largest|tylium mine in the star system.

[ Serina ] I don't care. I just|want to know what's happened to Boxey.

-- [ Harp ]

- [ Squeaking Language ]|- [ Computer, Translating ] Welcome to Carillon.

- You are impressed?|- [ Apollo ] Confused would be more like it.

- Listen, we've lost a little boy.|- [ Squeaking Language ]

[ Translating ]|He is safe.

- We found him and brought him here.|- [ Squeaking Language ]

- Would you care to join him?|- Yes, we would.

Mommy!

[ Chuckles ] Captain,|good fortune smiles on us.

Yeah, it's like nothing|we ever dreamed of, Captain.

They've got everything we need here,|plenty of it, and they're happy to share.

Sounds like paradise.

Yeah, it does.

Colonel, a message|from Sire Uri.

[ Tigh Reading ]

[ Adama Reading ]

"...within a centon."

Well, Colonel,

a most optimistic note.

Too optimistic.

Uri has everyone in the fleet breaking in|the bulkheads to get down to the surface.

Well, perhaps in small numbers,|in orderly rotation.

It isn't going to be|that way.

Already he's authorized|visitors permits to half our population.

Half the population?

[ Adama ]|We've come so far, so quickly.

There's been little time|for reason.

What is the curious secret|behind the existence of this outpost...

on the outer rim|of our star system?

There are many such oases|for intergalactic travelers,

but none so far off|the known arteries of trade...

and none so curiously close|to a tylium mine.

Fuel has begun to arrive|from the Ovion mines,

but in curiously small|quantities.

And now I feeling|the growing need...

for extraordinary measures|of precaution.

The ships continue to hover|over the planet,

supported by|small maintenance crews...

whose spirits are as depleted|as their numbers.

Everyone seems to have forgotten|our flight from the Cylons.

The beauty and wiles|of Carillon...

hold our people spellbound.

-- [ Disco ]

Let 'em ride.

Hello, Starbuck.

This is my lucky night.

Just might be.

Yeah, well,|money isn't everything.

- No?|- Mm-mmm.

Um, listen, have you checked out|the accommodations yet?

Most of my unit is staying|down on Carillon tonight.

I'll see|what I can arrange.

Oh, really?|Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

- Are you going to play, sir?|- Oh, I hope so.

Hmm?|Oh! Uh, yeah, sure.

Let 'em ride again.|It's my lucky night.

Yeah.

- [ Cheering ]|- Can't lose.

Is this seat taken?

Oh, uh, uh, well,|it's, um, um, um--

- Starbuck?|- Yeah?

- I became because I owe you an apology.|- You do?

Come on.|This paradise?

It's the perfect opportunity|for us to be...

open and honest|with one another.

- Yeah.|- I hurt you. Admit it.

Well, it-- w--

Didn't you|once tell me...

I was the only woman you'd ever had|any real and deep feelings toward?

Yeah,|I may have said that.

- You may have said that?|- No, uh--

A-Athena, wait, wait.|What I--

What I meant to say is,

I've had to shut all those feelings|out of my mind...

to avoid any more pain|than I've already suffered.

- Hmm?|- [ Laughs ] Starbuck.

[ Starbuck ]|Oh, no.

Hello.

Excuse me. I believe|you're occupying my space.

- Your space?|- Yes. I have good news.

- Huh?|- I got us the key to the royal suite.

Why, thank you.|We do appreciate it.

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