Moments ago, this ship received word...
of a Cylon attack against our home worlds is underway.
We do not know the size or the disposition or the strength of the enemy forces.
How, why ... doesn't really matter now.
What does matter is that, as of this moment,
we are at war.
So I'm...
only in your head?
We're a long way from home.
Limited supplies. Limited fuel.
No allies.
No hope!
It won't be an easy journey.
But I promise you one thing.
Earth will become our new home.
We shall find it.
So say we all!
At this point,
it's either them or us.
If you're a Cylon, I'd like to know.
If I'm a Cylon, you're really screwed.
You're not listening.
I don't have to listen.
I'm the President.
On behalf of the People of the Twelve Colonies,
We need to get out of here!
Right! NOW!
I surrender.
We have a responsibility to the people we left behind.
and I know it was their choice...
in the first place, to be down there.
But I'm going back.
Adama's back.
I'm coming for all of you!
Jump!
We're not a civilization anymore.
We are a gang.
And we're on the run.
And we have to fight to survive.
We have to break rules. We have to bend laws.
We have to improvise.
Kara?
It's gonna be OK.
I've been to Earth.
NO!
I know where it is.
And I'm gonna take us there.
We're going the wrong waaaaay!
All of this has happened before,
all this will happen again.
Missed you.
Me too...
I love you...
About time.
If that's me lying there, then what am I?
What am I?!
I look at you now. I don't see Kara Thrace. I see...
an angel blazing with the light of God.
An angel...
Earth is a dream.
One we've been chasing for a long time.
It's in the frakking ship!