Like we did with the Cylons.
We decided to play God…
create life.
When that life turned against us…
we comforted ourselves
in the knowledge…
that it really wasn ‘t our fault,
not really.
You cannot play God then wash your
hands ofthe things that you’ve created.
Sooner or later, the day comes…
when you can’t hide from
the things that you’ve done any more.
You are one surprising son of a bitch.
Colonial Heavy 798, this is Viper 7242.
My callsign is Apollo, and
I’ll be your escort back to Caprica.
Copythat, Viper 7242.
Glad to have you with us, Apollo.
Viper 7242, Raptor 31 2.
This is Boomer.Just wanted to say
it was an honour to fly with you, Apollo.
Ladies and gentlemen,
we are now en route back to Caprica.
lf you look out the, uh,
starboard window…
you might be able to see one
of Galactica’s old Mark Two Vipers…
which willbe escorting us back home.
We don’t have
any further information yet.
There are no
remaining ships able to leave Caprica.
But no actual enemy
has been sighted yet.
Officials are saying
there doesn’t seem any doubt–
What have I done?
What am I gonna do?
There’s no way out.
- I know.
- I’m sure you know.
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