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ADAMA: Sir, may I suggest we launch a welcoming committee of our own?

BALTAR: Mr. President, there remain many hostile feelings amongst our warriors. The likelihood of an unfortunate incident, with all those pilots in the sky at once...?

(BALTAR turns and walks off the bridge into a corridor.)

VIRGON DELEGATE: Say, Count Baltar--

BALTAR: Later.

(BALTAR begins walking very briskly.)

SAGITTARIAN DELEGATE: Oh, Baltar, I just wanted to--

BALTAR: Don't bother me!

(BALTAR breaks into a jog as he rounds a corner.)

GEMONESE DELEGATE: Baltar, you're still here. Good! I was wondering if--

BALTAR: Leave me alone!!

(BALTAR runs at full tilt into the elevator, descends as he fidgets impatiently, then streaks across the launch bay while screaming at his Cylon pilot.)

BALTAR: Get me the frakking hades out of here!!!

BALTAR: Lucifer, I'll tear you apart, limb from limb, circuit by circuit, so help me! You have not heard the last of Baltar!

(Two hours later)

BALTAR: Felgercarb. Those were my best trousers.

oh I get it.

"Burn, Galactica, burn!"
"You're Finished, Adama!"
'Sir..you..have..been..saying..this..every..time..we..have..caught..up..with..The..Galactica..since..we..first..left..the..vicinity..of..Cylon!'
"When you get back to our Baseship, Centurion, report to Lucifer for scrap detail!"
JB