tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78688256204757996662024-03-05T12:09:15.974-08:00BATTLESTAR: VARIANT 1BATTLESTAR GALACTICA FAN FICTIONradiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-4917640973286263602010-11-11T18:07:00.000-08:002013-10-25T18:33:41.766-07:00THE ENDING BSG DESERVED<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFEfidwMQp2MySznQi1YoKBVHiIwvCDr48rXrowqFBI2yImfC7RhbNgjCPyJ_bl2Hi6kF1WKKEJyZeC6aelYz2_D9EL3jxI2JRIWE3B1yj4HQQGsD_hBQ4JSsY7yGIGBUYTzWQb8icuqJv/s1600/4692143_1e0e1ce2a3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538506438245556802" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFEfidwMQp2MySznQi1YoKBVHiIwvCDr48rXrowqFBI2yImfC7RhbNgjCPyJ_bl2Hi6kF1WKKEJyZeC6aelYz2_D9EL3jxI2JRIWE3B1yj4HQQGsD_hBQ4JSsY7yGIGBUYTzWQb8icuqJv/s200/4692143_1e0e1ce2a3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 99px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 90px;" /></a><span style="color: #cc9933; font-family: trebuchet ms;">I know how to seamlessly integrate a new BSG ending with th</span><span style="color: #cc9933; font-family: trebuchet ms;">e show we got with no loss of integrity. The ending most of us did not like can be jettisoned without asking the audience to ignore it. C'mon, Ron Moore, I'll apologize for all the abuse and criticism I've heaped upon you if you'll work to</span><span style="color: #cc9933; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> assemble the creative t</span><span style="color: #cc9933; font-family: trebuchet ms;">eam and actors for a 6-part miniseries to properly end this great show with the ending it needs. There's been enough time, and your other projects have floundered a bit, so you need a hit. Revisit BSG.</span><span style="color: #cc9933; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> I've prov</span><span style="color: #cc9933; font-family: trebuchet ms;">ided the outline to the eps and fleshed</span><span style="color: #cc9933; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> out some of them below. The transition is the hard part - pulling away from the version out there in the marketplace to the new one. Here's how:</span><br />
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FADE IN:<br />
Ext. Burned out planet (Revelations episode).<br />
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CAMERA CRANES DOWN<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJia3hD9Vk-GOa4Sz2MUVcTZRPylhZTzvk-QU44THcFtkCK0xaZbldtxQNy90lFgDMBn1KPKYHuZbBzoEeBHXll4beHnsUWABd_9lxOt90IWwJDodZ-n9LB-PcElvRNNetl-Eii3Hgmqv/s1600/BSGsadnessRev.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538500122269641442" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJia3hD9Vk-GOa4Sz2MUVcTZRPylhZTzvk-QU44THcFtkCK0xaZbldtxQNy90lFgDMBn1KPKYHuZbBzoEeBHXll4beHnsUWABd_9lxOt90IWwJDodZ-n9LB-PcElvRNNetl-Eii3Hgmqv/s320/BSGsadnessRev.PNG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 139px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /></a> onto the setting as Tigh, Adama, Roslin, D'Anna, Six, Baltar, Lee, Athena, Dualla, Chief, Helo, Kara and others are somber as they sit or mill about - contemplating the ruins of this destroyed planet. CAMERA PUSHES IN and weaves between our characters until<br />
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WE PUSH IN on SIX's face. She is in a trance-like state - staring ahead toward the water, her thoughts internal, her eyes looking nowhere.<br />
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EX CLOSE on Six, then PUSH IN to her eye, into the iris, blackness<br />
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CUT TO<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_Pyqoxh4QMSrTWNGK-7GTvfJ7xt2s2v1fKVe8uWnqeBojRSluPDV0AV3iCJlNIIaTNFlA_6W8Rffo512k2ZlI7X8bJto5-FfPLyHz3YJYxUbOlEz9QzkqLZ_lYhO3gK50MdziwY26Css/s1600/BSG-SIXmemories.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538503941377499634" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_Pyqoxh4QMSrTWNGK-7GTvfJ7xt2s2v1fKVe8uWnqeBojRSluPDV0AV3iCJlNIIaTNFlA_6W8Rffo512k2ZlI7X8bJto5-FfPLyHz3YJYxUbOlEz9QzkqLZ_lYhO3gK50MdziwY26Css/s320/BSG-SIXmemories.PNG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 156px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
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We see a tumultuous whirl of images - a composite of stills and moving images from the remainder of the series as it aired, up to the explosion of the Colony. We hear a VOICE<br />
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D'ANNA (OS)<br />
Six. SIX.<br />
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Six snaps out of it as D'Anna shakes her a bit by her shoulders. A moment of silence - D'Anna peers as Six's consciousness and focus come back to her.<br />
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D'ANNA<br />
Where were you?<br />
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SIX<br />
I saw ... I saw ... I don't what I saw<br />
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D'ANNA<br />
You've been on your own for quite a while. Maybe it's time<br />
you spent some time on the Base Ship with your sisters and got<br />
your head together. Cavil will be coming, and we've got to sort out<br />
why we all ended up at this burned-out husk of a world and what<br />
we do next.<br />
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Six looks over to where Kara sits alone - pensive and sad, immersed in her own contemplation.<br />
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SIX<br />
She brought us here for some reason. There is a reason.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_0i8K6Ym0zU4Od72TTwZbECcCdW7mnkOdrXZ5-lXDTdKng5S5919sFqMKBNnJgT1OkcAyEyKZ5Pg1UlzRNqCAJDjPqbnjw5GFH6Rszqo9HO8EQyoEyrCiXhnLs1rlcqreRoP3Cy5bVHT6/s1600/bsg_starbuck_rev.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538499014308826034" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_0i8K6Ym0zU4Od72TTwZbECcCdW7mnkOdrXZ5-lXDTdKng5S5919sFqMKBNnJgT1OkcAyEyKZ5Pg1UlzRNqCAJDjPqbnjw5GFH6Rszqo9HO8EQyoEyrCiXhnLs1rlcqreRoP3Cy5bVHT6/s320/bsg_starbuck_rev.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 145px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 258px;" /></a><br />
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D'Anna looks over at Kara.<br />
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D'ANNA<br />
That is one messed-up human ... or whatever she is.<br />
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FADE</div>
radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-46419020760927299812010-01-25T00:00:00.000-08:002013-10-25T18:34:25.541-07:00BATTLESTAR GALACTICA: HOW IT SHOULD HAVE ENDED<span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: #cc6600;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-uugbH2UPTKMvQ7_aR-7hFbsX3exnYU6HjBxWqOYO9fC6YH1qUdXUmki9cfelyQ7lkWZFn6a7aOnkvXymuSkuORAR5ikIBRh2BfLnddq60-BGLEc4PkczRHtxJ5l9LF3MpK9h28Mxlezk/s1600-h/3CylonInterface.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220563506863555762" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-uugbH2UPTKMvQ7_aR-7hFbsX3exnYU6HjBxWqOYO9fC6YH1qUdXUmki9cfelyQ7lkWZFn6a7aOnkvXymuSkuORAR5ikIBRh2BfLnddq60-BGLEc4PkczRHtxJ5l9LF3MpK9h28Mxlezk/s200/3CylonInterface.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a></span></span><span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="color: red;">BATTLESTAR: VARIANT 1</span> is fan fiction which continues the story from where we left off in the <em><span style="color: #cc9933;">Revel</span></em></span></span><span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: #cc6600;"><em><span style="color: #cc9933;">ations</span></em> episode and ignores the rest of the terrible Season 4 and the awful ending.<br /><br />After the lame "<span style="font-style: italic;">god</span> did it" angels-on-my-Battlestar close to the series, my version is needed now more than ever. My version is science fiction and I created this for the true fans of the show since I had a sneaking suspicion since</span></span><span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: #cc6600;"> the end of Season 2 and the announcement there would be no Season 5 that an alternate would be nee</span></span><span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: #cc6600;">ded to satisfy the fan disappointment.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: #cc6600;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: #cc6600;">Click on the <span style="color: #33ff33;">Read More</span> jump to read the entire episode post from where it cuts off (scroll down <span style="font-style: italic;">after jump</span> and look for <span style="color: #33ff33;">>>>>>> [Continued]</span> to pick up the story and <span style="color: #009900;">[Revised]</span> for new adds). </span></span><span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: #cc6600;">Enjoy.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc6600; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Not Earth but Centauri. Roslin is the Fifth. Cavil seeks to kill them all. Lord Iblis retu</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj4Z9vEJ7GfoGLz49mHynsa_S-NDymz9GtuwXsK42jafjnXMKAQCJKvk0gNFAorP8cpB0g5qgzLA15sBrChLB-cS9scjWGqx6aEioO4-ATztDub14FKEyVoWCeUNDUFDj_PZYs-GvRaTIB/s1600-h/NewCylonConsciousness.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308364564819377058" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj4Z9vEJ7GfoGLz49mHynsa_S-NDymz9GtuwXsK42jafjnXMKAQCJKvk0gNFAorP8cpB0g5qgzLA15sBrChLB-cS9scjWGqx6aEioO4-ATztDub14FKEyVoWCeUNDUFDj_PZYs-GvRaTIB/s200/NewCylonConsciousness.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 104px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 106px;" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">rns. Good battles evil. The Lords of Kobol are made real. The fleet is torn asunder. The virus which kills the Cylons is pivotal to who makes it to Earth and who doesn't. What the Cylon perception of the repeating cycles of time means. Earth at last, where new 'gods' are born. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color: #cc6600; font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-23136301329739245872008-06-22T18:32:00.000-07:002009-01-12T16:06:26.362-08:00ALPHA OMEGA<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjicg1ZNVHbXEGf6rQIBZeYk3rMuir3Vf2m317z1V48V4GCz8Ev6sHzE4YdUtmPif_BifyPBPfHd3ozy0_Mx-hN8zMtmDmsZIiBv9qw-bgr0tLNZre9oNF9qZSV6QNM5F7JQUJgKZ5Us3So/s1600-h/AlphaOmega.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289604916388331746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjicg1ZNVHbXEGf6rQIBZeYk3rMuir3Vf2m317z1V48V4GCz8Ev6sHzE4YdUtmPif_BifyPBPfHd3ozy0_Mx-hN8zMtmDmsZIiBv9qw-bgr0tLNZre9oNF9qZSV6QNM5F7JQUJgKZ5Us3So/s320/AlphaOmega.JPG" /></a><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)">Synopsis: Not Earth. The burned out husk of a world we left in Revelations is a sad monument to a false start by humanity to create a new world. The 13th Tribe failed on Alpha Centauri Prime. The realization by the humans and Cylons that they are in fact not at Earth inflames simmering mistrust, hatreds and tests alliances. The signal from Kara's Viper grows stronger and a visit to temple ruins portends a momentous event. </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)">EXT. RUINS - DAY - CONTINUOUS FROM 'REVELATIONS'<br />About 80 people from various Colonial Vipers and transport ships are milling about the gloomy and charred beachfront and ruins. A Cylon Heavy Raider can be seen as well. A mood of despair pervades. ADAMA moves away from ROSLIN, and heads down toward the water's edge - introspective. D'ANNA moves in closer to ROSLIN.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />A fine mess the Thirteenth Tribe made of this world - and all on their own.<br /><br />Roslin spins around and grabs D'Anna's wrist - pulling it up, staring at her intently.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />What is it with you? Why did you even want to come here!?<br /><br />D'Anna relents in her hectoring and says thoughtfully ...<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />For answers. Just like you.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />And what answers have you found?<br /><br />D'Anna gently releases herself from Roslin's grip and tears begin to well up in Roslin's eyes and she bursts forth with sobs. D'Anna is taken aback but does her best by contemplating Roslin's pain and puts a hand on her shoulder.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Roslin. We were brought here for a reason. The divine hand of God is guiding us.<br /><br />Roslin chokes off a contemptuous sob at that.<br /><br />D'ANNA (cont.)<br />On this whole world there isn't one sign of technology or human activity save for that signal being picked up by your pilot's Viper. We need to find it. (a beat) I don't know what you expected to find here. Your hopes are dashed - laid waste by this expanse of radioactive debris. This is the reality at hand. Together or apart, the fates of two peoples will be decided here. We need to find that signal.<br /><br />D'Anna turns and joins a couple of LEOBENS and three SHARONS who have approached. Together they walk off.<br /><br />EXT. TEMPLE OF AURORA RUINS - CONTINUOUS<br />TYROL has ventured off on his own, past the remains of the bridge and he sits against a rock wall - the foundation of a building now in ruins. There are few tiny green plants poking through the base stones and the ground in the area. He looks skyward at the grey clouds above him and shakes his head. He puts his head in his hands and then leans his head back against the wall and closes his eyes. CUT TO:<br /></span><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)">>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> [CONTINUED]</span><br />EXT. RADIOACTIVE BEACH - CONTINUOUS<br />CAPRICA SIX walks with TIGH, like many others they go off on their own.<br /><br />TIGH<br />I hate this.<br /><br />Caprica Six tries to console him, and embrace him - he stiffens and pulls back.<br /><br />TIGH (CONTINUED)<br />No. I don't know where I belong! All this effort to get here for nothing. All the false hopes. And I'm supposed to play apart in some grand plan.<br /><br />CAPRICA SIX<br />But you do play a part. An essential part.<br /><br />TIGH<br />Then what is it!?<br /><br />CAPRICA SIX<br />I know this is hard for you. But you have to take it on faith. I don't have the answers you want. I know that you need love. And God brought you to me to give you that love. And now I am to have your child.<br /><br />Tight chokes up a bit and falls into Caprica Six's embrace.<br /><br />TIGH<br />And what about Baltar?<br /><br />CAPRICA SIX<br />Things have grown complicated. I don't know where we stand.<br /><br />Two more Sixes approach.<br /><br />SIX #1<br />We're sorry. We just wanted to meet both of you.<br /><br />SIX #2<br />To see the baby.<br /><br />Tigh is now uncomfortable and steps back, composing himself. The two Sixes look upon him with reverence and to Caprica Six's belly.<br /><br />TIGH<br />I'm going to go back -<br /><br />CAPRICA SIX<br />(takes his hand) Saul. Don't feel strange. Your life was not a lie. There is a reason the truth was hidden from you for so long. Have faith that it is a good reason. You'll always be loved now.<br /><br />Tigh is even more uncomfortable now and walks off.<br /><br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. LANDING AREA - CONTINUOUS<br />LEE and KARA walk aimlessly near the vessel landing area.<br /><br />KARA<br />I guess I frakked up again (chokes a sob).<br /><br />LEE<br />Kara -<br /><br />KARA<br />It's a frakking graveyard Lee! It's dead. Dead. (sobbing) Dead.<br /><br />LEE<br />You couldn't have known -<br /><br />KARA<br />(raging now) I was here Lee! This isn't the Earth I saw - remember.<br /><br />LEE<br />What do you remember Kara?<br /><br />D'ANNA and the SHARONS and LEOBENS walk past, toward their Cylon Heavy Raider. There is a perfunctory acknowledgement back-and-forth. A little bit of sunny sky peeks out from the clouds behind the ships.<br /><br />KARA<br />Lee, I stood on Earth. On the Earth we stood on in the Temple of Athena on Kobol. It felt the same. Exactly the same. This doesn't feel - something isn't right.<br /><br />LEE<br />Kara (a beat) How can you know? I watched you die. No one could have survived that explosion. No human.<br /><br />Kara narrows here eyes fierceley at Lee.<br /><br />LEE (CONT)<br />But I don't believe you're a Cylon. Yet here you are. It is 'God's plan' as the Cylons and Baltar keep saying? I don't know what to think. A lot of strange things have happened on our way here. But I'm certain you're not the same Kara I watched die.<br /><br />Kara hauls off and slaps him, pounding on him before he embraces her.<br /><br />KARA<br />Then who am I Lee!?!? Who Am I? (sobs) What am I?<br /><br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. BEACH AREA - CONTINUOUS<br />TORY stands with ANDERS, who is essentially trying to freeze her out with his body language. They watch Kara and Lee from afar.<br /><br />TORY<br />People aren't handling this well.<br /><br />ANDERS<br />How would you expect them to handle it?<br /><br />TORY<br />I don't know. I'm surprised at you.<br /><br />Anders shoots a hard stare.<br /><br />TORY (CONT)<br />Why do you feel loyalty to them, knowing what you are?<br /><br />ANDERS<br />And why do you feel you're a part of them? You have no experience with them. You have a piece of knowledge you didn't used to have. Yet you switch, like that, and now you're one of them.<br /><br />TORY<br />Sam, I think we're all - growing - in our own way. I feel very deeply that I am part of them. I don't fully understand it, but from the time I started hearing that music I started to feel more at home than I ever have living among humans. Don't tell me you don't feel that.<br /><br />ANDERS<br />I'm not sure what I feel, (looks around) especially now.<br /><br />TORY<br />You've already changed. You know you have. I can see it in your eyes. Your path is growing more clear. Don't be afraid.<br /><br />Sam looks down the beach to Kara - who now is alone and staring into the cold sea. Tory follows his eyes and sees her too. Lee is farther in the distance, having joined the throng heading back to the ships.<br /><br />TORY (CONT)<br />And what about Kara?<br /><br />ANDERS<br />I know that I love her. And that's all I have to hang onto right now.<br /><br />A LEOBEN and a SHARON approach.<br /><br />TORY<br />Maybe that's enough.<br /><br />SHARON<br />(to Tory) D'Anna asked if you'd come back to the Base Ship.<br /><br />ANDERS<br />What for?<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />We're going to try to pinpoint that signal. You're welcome too.<br /><br />ANDERS<br />Thanks, but no.<br /><br />Tory rubs Anders' arm and walks off with Leoben and Sharon.<br />CROSSFADE<br /><br />INT . TEMPLE OF AURORA - VISION SEQUENCE – CONTINUOUS<br />TYROL wanders alone in the empty expanse of the stone temple. It is not a large space but has no columns - one expansive room. His POV is blurry, the hall seems mostly empty with the vague outline of a robed figure reclining at the far end. A DISEMBODIED VOICE speaks, but the words are unintelligible - sharply drifting in and out - a man's voice.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. TEMPLE RUINS - CONTINUOUS<br />Tyrol wakes from his vision, snapping his eyes open and shut. He hears behind him the sound of ships taking off and stands to see ships leaving the surface and heading into the sky. He runs back to the others.<br />CROSSFADE<br /><br />INT. CAVIL BASE STAR<br />CAVIL, BOOMER, several DORALS, SIMONS, and other CAVILS are at work in the Control Room of the Base Ship. Boomer is interfacing with the computer panel.<br /><br />BOOMER<br />It's destroyed. The cell nucleus of the Hub has been obliterated.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />Good thing you made it out in time and we found you. We have to assume the worst. D'Anna is awake and with the Twos, Sixes, and the misguided Eights.<br /><br />CUT TO:<br />EXT. SPACE - CONTINUOUS<br />The vast debris field from the destruction the Cylon Resurrection Hub drifts - with many body blanks and body blank parts among the wreckage.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. CAVIL BASE STAR - CONTINUOUS<br /><br />CAVIL<br />You see brothers, and sister, what they've done!?!? We're mortal now, like the humans! And the Twos, Eights, and (contemptuous) Sixes have done this to us! WE are destined to live on, not the humans! And because you wished it, I tried to get D’Anna to broker a peace, and according to Boomer, she snapped my neck!<br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)">DORAL (at panel)<br />Our Hybrid detects about eighty of the smaller Resurrection ships still within our overall fleet.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />And without the regeneration nucleus of the Hub they're good for a few days? A month?<br /><br />SIMON<br />We should combine them - build a new Hub.<br /><br />DORAL<br />Their combined regeneration cells won't be enought for another Hub but might be enough to power at least one Resurrection ship indefinitely.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />Do it.<br /><br />BOOMER<br />At least half are under control of the Two-Six-Eight faction.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />Well, we'll have to go get them then, won't we? In the meantime we gather up any bits of that nucleus floating around out there. Bring her in.<br /><br />Two Centurions bring in an injured Six and force her to her knees.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />What can you tell us about the whereabouts of the rebels?<br /><br />Six shakes her head no.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />You'll have to do better than that.<br /><br />He raises one of the Centurions arms and removes an extended finger - straightens it to a dagger. He circles the Six and plunges it in her shoulder. She screams in agony. Boomer cringes. The Simons and Dorals look to one another but seem okay with it.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />Tell me what you know. You were the only Cylon left alive in this whole field of debris. Now that didn't happen by chance.<br /><br />SIX<br />I was servicing the lower jump drive. It was blown clear by the blast. It's life-support is self-contained. Please, the radiation is killing me.<br /><br />Cavil gets another finger and forms it into a dagger.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />I've heard your story. Now tell me (he plunges the second dagger-finger into her back) what I want to know!!<br /><br />The Six falls forward in agony.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />There will be no downloading to a new body - there is no functioning Resurrection ship nearby, and no one here will treat your wounds.<br /><br />SIX<br />You're mad.<br /><br />Cavil twists the dagger and Six starts to die.<br /><br />SIX<br />Can't you see the error of your ways?<br /><br />CAVIL<br />Where are they!?<br /><br />SIX<br />God will punish you.<br /><br />BOOMER<br />Can't we stop all this killing?<br /><br />CAVIL<br />If you don’t have the stomach for it, you can leave.<br /><br />Boomer leaves the command deck.<br /><br />CAVIL (cont)<br />They're the ones who set us on this course for war, with their blasphemous obsession with the Final Five.<br /><br />SIMON<br />Our Hybrid has called them 'the Makers.'<br /><br />Cavil steps on the Six's back and she expires.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />Do you really waste your time listening to that gibberish? It does none of us any good to listen to her. We have order! We have a clear hierarchy. Our programming - our lives - exist for one purpose - to fulfill the plan. Ones are for administration, Twos for spiritual guidance, Threes for field generals and tactics, Fours are our scientific and medical experts, Fives for facilitation and implementation, Sixes for infiltration - and stirring up trouble! The Sevens, well, the Seven is a member of the Final Five. And Eights, basically are pleasure models and useful as agents and operatives. Our Hybrids are for transportation and matériel, and Raiders, Heavy Raiders, and Centurions work for us! None of us has the right to exceed our programming!<br /><br />DORAL<br />Ten more Base ships, on our side, have just jumped in, and one Resurrection ship.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />Get her out of here.<br /><br />The Centurion missing its two fingers reattaches them then both Centurions gather up the Six and take her body away.<br /><br />CAVIL (Cont.)<br />It's time we face up to the unpleasant necessity of cannibalizing our resources. There's no longer a need for as many of us as there are. Order the Base Ships to line up for amalgamation. Who here would like to go first?<br /><br />The Dorals, Simons and other Cavils react with astonishment.<br />CROSSFADE<br /><br />INT. GALACTICA – ATHENA’S QUARTERS<br />ATHENA is stressed, she is trying to get HERA to eat or drink something, but Hera sits in an all but catatonic state, completely ignoring her mother.<br /><br />ATHENA<br />Hera. Hera. You’ve got eat something. Please. At least drink some water.<br /><br />Athena finally succeeds in getting her to open her mouth a bit and take in a bit of water. Athena then lovingly brushes her hand over Hera’s hair, but Hera is entirely aloof, perhaps even contemptuous.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. GALACTICA – BRIG<br />HELO and a MARINE escort CAPRICA SIX back to her cell.<br /><br />HELO<br />I’m sorry to have to put you back here. It’s a very fluid situation –<br /><br />CAPRICA SIX<br />You don’t quite know what to do with me. And I’m “safer” here. I understand.<br /><br />HELO<br />If you wish to go the Base Ship, that can be arranged.<br /><br />CAPRICA SIX<br />The people I care about are here.<br /><br />HELO<br />I understand.<br /><br />CAPRICA SIX<br />You more than anyone, probably do.<br /><br />Caprica Six reaches for her head – as if in pain.<br />INSERT: OPERA HOUSE DREAM SEQUENCE<br />SIX leans down to get face-to-face with HERA outside the theatre doors. Six POV as Hera seems to mouth some words that cannot quite be heard. END INSERT<br /><br />HELO<br />Are you all right?<br /><br />CAPRICA SIX (catching her breath)<br />Yes. Yes, I think so. I’m going to lie down.<br /><br />Helo and the Marine exit.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. GALACTICA C&C - LATER<br />ADAMA enters, followed by DUALLA and a couple of other C&C personnel, to a somber room.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />I take it you've all heard.<br /><br />GAETA<br />Admiral -<br /><br />Gaeta has a bit of trouble getting himself over to the display table but does it and spreads around some film sheets/star charts.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />What have you got?<br /><br />GAETA<br />Admiral, I'm not sure we're in the right system.<br /><br />ADAMA (floored)<br />What? (a beat) I told you to take your time.<br /><br />GAETA<br />I did, sir. That signal - that Starbuck's Viper is picking up - it is coming from the planet surface we're orbiting - although we can't seem to get a precise fix on it. But this is a double-sun system. That yellow-red beta sun isn't mentioned in the Prophecy of Pythia. This system has over twenty planets and the data show that ... four could sustain human life. The Pythia prophecy says, (he now picks up a Colonial Bible) "Only one habitable planet surrounds a single yellow star that became home to the Thirteenth Tribe."<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Mr. Hoshi, get me the Base Ship. If D'Anna is back from the surface, I want to speak with her. And where is President Roslin? And where is my son?<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. REBEL BASE SHIP - CONTINUOUS<br />D'ANNA and TORY and TWO CENTURIONS carrying a sedated ROSLIN on a gurney panel, followed by SHARONS, SIXES and LEOBENS. At the entrance to the Command Center D'Anna waves them away.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Make sure our guest is made comfortable.<br /><br />INT. REBEL BASE SHIP COMMAND CENTER - CONTINUOUS<br />D'ANNA, TORY and a SIX, a SHARON and a LEOBEN enter and gather around, with other Sixes, Sharons, Leobens manning consoles.<br /><br />TORY<br />That's not going to go over well with Adama.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Insurance.<br /><br />SHARON<br />How did you get her?<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Carefully. There were a lot of upset and distracted people down there. She's sedated now, but she'll wake soon. She's had a quite a shock. Sleep will do her good. Let me know when she's awake. Six, what's the status of our reconnaissance Raiders? Has there been any sign of Cavil?<br /><br />A Six already in the Command Center, wearing white, answers.<br /><br />COMMAND CENTER SIX<br />Of the ten Raiders we've sent out, eight have reported in. No sightings of the Cavil forces. The last two are due soon - one of which was going to check on the Resurrection Hub debris for survivors -<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />I gave no such order. Do you want to lead them right back to us!?<br /><br />SIX<br />You're not the only one giving orders here -<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Yes, Six, I am. We're going down this path together because of what I know. Only I know who the Fifth is and meaning of the Final Five. (to Tory) Even you don’t know.<br /><br />Tory sheepishly purses her lips.<br /><br />D’ANNA (Cont.)<br />Send another raider to meet the scout at an intermediate jump point and order them both to self-destruct. We can't have them leading Cavil right to us and they’ll understand that. Have faith, brothers and sisters in what I know. You three come with me. Let's go see how this Hybrid's doing healing this damaged ship.<br /><br />COMMAND CENTER SIX<br />Adama is on the line from Galactica. He's asking for you.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Tell him I'll contact him shortly. End the transmission.<br /><br />The Sharon, Six and Leoben who had accompanied to the surface her go with her.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. GALACTICA C & C - CONTINUOUS<br />Adama is looking up to listen to the comlink. DUALLA puts her headset down.<br /><br />DUALLA<br />Message is: 'Will get back to you shortly.' Transmission cuts out after that.<br /><br />Adama furrows his brow and purses his lips in frustration.<br />CROSSFADE<br /><br /><br />EXT. RADIOACTIVE BEACH - AFTERNOON<br />More sun filters through the grey clouds as sunset approaches . The dimmer beta sun is visible as a blur within the clouds higher up. Just one transport vessel remains in the distance as BALTAR stares out at the setting sun across the water. Barely audible in the distance are the transport personnel motioning for everyone to get aboard. A handful of people farther out than Baltar are heading in. HEAD SIX appears and rubs her finger along Baltar's shoulders, then along his face as she steps around to face him as he tries to ignore her.<br /><br />HEAD SIX<br />They'll leave you here in a heartbeat if you don't get moving. I see they didn't let any of your groupies come down here with this first, and maybe last, landing party. Ignoring me won't do you any good.<br /><br />BALTAR<br />What do you want?<br /><br />HEAD SIX<br />Don't you feel it Gaius?<br /><br />BALTAR<br />Feel what? The radiation that permeates this place? The gaping wound that nearly killed me on the Base Ship? And where were you for that? An 'Angel' sent to protect me.<br /><br />HEAD SIX<br />To guide you.<br /><br />BALTAR<br />To what!? Guide me to what?<br /><br />A couple of Colonial personnel walk past a bit perplexed at Baltar - who appears to be talking to himself.<br /><br />HEAD SIX<br />To know God.<br /><br />Baltar exhales an exhausted sigh.<br /><br />BALTAR<br />And I suppose God exists in that sunset? And in the radioactivity here in this sand?<br /><br />HEAD SIX<br />God exists in everything. You know that already. By coming here, yet get closer to God. You'll learn something here.<br /><br />Baltar looks up to her, frustrated to point of tears.<br /><br />HEAD SIX (CONT.)<br />You'd better get going. Looks like you're the last.<br /><br />Baltar looks to the last transport and then back to Head Six - who is gone.<br />CROSSFADE<br /><br /><br />INT. GALACTICA CONFERENCE ROOM – EVENING<br />LEE sits with TIGH, ANDERS, TYROL to one side and ADAMA, HELO and KARA on the other. He has the religious book of the Colonies before him and it is open to the drawing of the Temple of Aurora.<br /><br />LEE<br />And you think this building - or wall of a building is the Temple of Aurora?<br /><br />TYROL<br />Or a temple to another member of the Temple of Five maybe. It was as if that man was trying to tell me something - something that reminded me of my childhood. That I was there for a reason. It was an even stronger feeling than I had on the algae planet. Once my head touched that stone it was as if I was in the temple. I lost all sense of time.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />And you think that all of you going there together, you'll be able to decipher what the vision means? You know I think I've had my fill of these visions.<br /><br />DUALLA enters and passes a note to Lee, who reads it and passes it to Adama.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />I knew it. I should never have left her alone.<br /><br />LEE<br />D'Anna still has Roslin - on the Base ship. Thank you, Dee.<br /><br />Dualla exits.<br /><br />ANDERS<br />Why?<br /><br />ADAMA<br />I wish I knew. (stands) I'll stand by whatever decision you make Lee.<br /><br />Adama exits the room. Lee looks after him, concerned.<br /><br />LEE POV as he sees Adama, just outside the doorway, huddling with a couple of Colonial Marines who are standing guard there. The Marines look into the room then back at Adama. Adama walks off and the Marines close the door again.<br /><br />LEE<br />We came here in good faith. And now D'Anna is holding Roslin again.<br /><br />TIGH<br />She must want her for leverage. Maybe they know too that this isn’t Earth.<br /><br />LEE<br />You know?<br /><br />TIGH<br />Bad news travels fast.<br /><br />TYROL<br />She covets. I think she believes Roslin's the Fifth.<br /><br />Kara reacts with astonishment.<br /><br />KARA<br />What?<br /><br />TYROL<br />I'm sure you think it's you. That would play to your ego wouldn’t it? Did you hear that music we heard?<br /><br />GAETA enters and all pay attention as he begins reading from a note.<br /><br />GAETA<br />The signal has changed. The beam Kara’s Viper is picking up has tightened and focused - not far from where the landing party set down earlier - near the bridge.<br /><br />LEE<br />That Viper led us to this planet. Not Earth, but here. Why?<br /><br />Gaeta hands the note to Lee and Kara quickly snatches it away, standing to read it. The news makes them all stand.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. REBEL BASE SHIP - HYBRID CHAMBER - CONTINUOUS<br />ROSLIN is kneeling beside the Hybrid, who is ignoring her. D'ANNA, a LEOBEN, a SIX and a SHARON, and TORY also are present.<br /><br />HYBRID<br />The pressure seals in arm regrowth are sound. Arm regrowth extended. Central core processors upgraded. New material assimilated. Maximum rotation. Centrifugal forces extended. Time variance and looped through ... data mining .... correlating ... Pressure seals in regrowth are sound - two new chambers prepared ... data collection ... correlating ... Decks all clear of foreign bodies, cleansing complete ... life support backup program tied in, new links are braided … new data ... assimilated ... new data ... correlating ...<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />How long do you want me to stay here?<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />She said something before when I came to see her. About you. At least I think it was about you. 'And the final Maker sees, as reflection, the dying leader ...'<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />'Maker?' She speaks in metaphor - how can you be sure? Look, I'm tired from whatever you drugged me with, I want to go back now. Why are you holding me? What is the point? We’re at Earth.<br /><br />D’ANNA<br />No, Madame President, in fact, we are not. This Eight pointed out that the Prophecy of Pythia names a planet which circles around a single yellow sun. This is a dual-star system. Two suns.<br /><br />Roslin’s jaw drops.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />How could we - ?<br /><br />D’ANNA<br />Yes, how could we have missed it? Because the signal from that Viper led us here. It seems in our collective haste we ignored a vital fact. I’m sure by now Galactica has figured it out.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />I want to speak with the Galactica.<br /><br />HYBRID<br />Hold ... hold ... (screams) ... Sisters and brothers are being eaten ... multitudes combining ... blasphemy! The Ones have crossed the line ... the brethren are going offline ... 289 end of line ... 14228 end of line ... 442, 446, 777, 3245 end of line ... 11189 end of line ... 1733 end of line ... end of line, end of line, end of line, end of line, end of line, end of line<br /><br />A horrible SOUND emanates throughout the ship and the lights flicker and the Hybrid siezures and then falls into a catatonic state - still slightly twitching. Tory collapses. All seem stunned. Other Sixes and Leobens rush into the room.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Take her.<br /><br />A Leoben and a Six carry Tory out.<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />'Sisters and brothers being eaten'<br /><br />SIX<br />You don't think -<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />What else can it mean?<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />What? What's happened?<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />The Cavil forces are cannibalizing the Cylon fleet - harvesting resources. They mean to hunt us down and kill us - human, Cylon - all of us.<br /><br />SHARON<br />Cavil has gone mad.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />And one of you Eights is with him.<br /><br />Another SIX enters the Hybrid chamber.<br /><br />SIX #2<br />The president of the Colonies says the signal has resolved. They’ve pinpointed its location. They’ll share the information if we return Roslin.<br /><br />D'Anna turns and abruptly leaves, followed by the others except Roslin. Roslin is left alone with the Hybrid, which is clearly in pain and still twitching slightly. Roslin feels compassion for its suffering and moves in closer and tentatively reaches out her hand, gently stroking the Hybrid's face. She reaches her other hand into the liquid and takes the Hybrid's hand and sits there with her. Almost immediately the lights become more subdued - still flickering and out-of-whack - but much less so. The Hybrid slowly opens its eyes and a faint, peaceful smile forms.<br /><br />HYBRID<br />And the Fifth shall find its brethren and I shall be lain into the waters of the promised land.<br /><br />Roslin is unnerved by this and releases the Hybrid's hand and the Hybrid again goes unconscious.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br /><br />INT. VIPER/LAUNCH TUBE - CONTINUOUS<br />KARA is aiming her special Viper down a launch tube.<br /><br />KARA<br />Open the frakking tube door or I'll blow it the frak off!<br /><br />TUBE LAUNCH OPERATOR (VO)<br />You know I can't do that CAG. You're not cleared, and that Viper especially is not cleared.<br /><br />KARA<br />Fine, have it your way.<br /><br />Kara starts firing.<br /><br />INT. VIPER LAUNCH CONTROL ROOM - CONTINUOUS<br />The Operator is frantic, immediately slamming down a large button.<br />INSERT: Outer launch tube door opens on the Galactica exterior - we see some small artillery fire coming out. END INSERT<br /><br />TUBE LAUNCH OPERATOR<br />Gods dammit Starbuck!<br /><br />KARA (VO)<br />Frakkin' launch me godsdammit!<br /><br />The tube Operator hits another large button and Kara's Viper is launched down the tube. CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. SPACE / GALACTICA - CONTINUOUS - Kara's Viper emerges and sharply turns downward toward the planet below.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. GALACTICA C & C – CONTINUOUS<br />HELO listens as the com broadcasts the voice of the tube Operator.<br /><br />LAUNCH TUBE OPERATOR (VO)<br />I had to let her go - she was shooting artillery in the launch tube.<br /><br />HELO<br />Understood. Get a damage repair crew on it.<br /><br />LAUNCH TUBE OPERATOR (VO)<br />Yes, sir.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br /><br />INT. REBEL BASE SHIP COMMAND CENTER – CONTINUOUS<br />A SHARON is interfacing with the main panels. D'ANNA, SHARONS, SIXES, and LEOBENS are present, as is ROSLIN. The lights still flicker a bit from the Hybrid's earlier freak-out.<br /><br />SHARON<br />A Viper has launched from the Galactica. I'm also detecting weapons fire.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Is it coming here?<br /><br />SHARON<br />It's going to the planet surface.<br /><br />SIX<br />It's that Viper.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Track it. Ready a Heavy Raider. Madame President I think you should join us. That Viper led us to this planet for some reason. I think you should know.<br /><br />SHARON<br />Message from Adama –<br /><br />D'Anna nods for her to put it on the comlink.<br /><br />ADAMA (VO)<br />Base ship, this is Adama , is President Roslin with you?<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Yes. (nods to Roslin)<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />I'm here Bill.<br /><br />D'ANNA (to Six)<br />Go wake Tory.<br /><br />A Six exits the Command Center.<br /><br />ADAMA (VO)<br />President Roslin, are you in need of assistance?<br /><br />Roslin looks to D'Anna.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />That remains to be seen.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />President Roslin is our guest here.<br /><br />SHARON<br />A Colonial Raptor has launched.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Is that you in the Raptor?<br /><br />ADAMA (VO)<br />Yes.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Why is that Viper going to the surface?<br /><br />SHARON<br />The Raider is also heading for the surface.<br /><br />ADAMA (VO)<br />Something's changed in that signal. You should know I have three of the Four with me.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. COLONIAL RAIDER – CONTINUOUS<br />ADAMA pilots, TIGH sits as co-pilot, and ANDERS, and TYROL ride in the back. Two COLONIAL MARINES are crowded in also and have weapons at the ready.<br /><br />D'ANNA (VO)<br />We'll meet you on the surface. Same location?<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Negative.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. REBEL BASE SHIP COMMAND CENTER - CONTINUOUS<br />TORY walks in and joins the others.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />We have a right to know what you know.<br /><br />ADAMA (VO)<br />Negative. You gave up that right when you abrogated your agreement with us and decided to hold the President against her will for a second time.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Admiral Adama, it is important that President Roslin, Laura, have a chance to talk more with the Hybrid - we believe she can help us find answers. We will return her to you presently - on the surface.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Negative. We will send a Raider to retrieve her. One will be there soon.<br /><br />SIX<br />Kara's Viper has landed. In an area beyond the bridge ruins.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Bill, they're going down to the surface too. I'll go with them and see you there.<br /><br />LEE (VO)<br />This is Galactica Actual, President Lee Adama speaking, D'Anna, you and your people need to know something.<br /><br />ADAMA (VO)<br />Lee don't.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. GALACTICA C &C - CONTINUOUS<br />LEE speaks into the microphone unit.<br /><br />LEE (CONT.)<br />This isn't Earth. We're at the wrong planet.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br /><br />INT. REBEL BASE SHIP COMMAND CENTER - CONTINUOUS<br />D'ANNA – We had figured that out for ourselves. Why we were led to this planet is the question at hand.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. GALACTICA C & C - CONTINUOUS -<br /><br />LEE<br />The signal from Kara's Viper led us here. We all got caught up in the signal instead of where we are. The signal from the Viper has narrowed and grown more intense and Kara's gone, without authorization, to see why. We should stick to our original agreement and go together.<br /><br />ADAMA (VO)<br />They've proven they cannot be trusted Lee.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. REBEL BASE SHIP COMMAND CENTER - CONTINUOUS<br /><br />LEE (VO)<br />Do you agree to return President Roslin and not attempt to abduct her or any more of our people?<br /><br />D'ANNA looks to Roslin and to the others.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Agreed. Why don't you bring your Raider on board, Admiral, and you can collect her.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. COLONIAL RAIDER<br />Tigh looks to Adama and nods and emphatic 'no.' Adama swings around to look behind him and both Anders and Tyrol seem reluctant.<br />CROSSCUT BACK-AND-FORTH<br /><br />ADAMA<br />I have no intention of delivering to you three of your precious Final Four Cylons. I will remain in orbit until you launch your Heavy Raider with President Roslin aboard. I am arming the self-destruct mechanism of this vessel ...<br /><br />Adama arms the unit, causing fear in Tigh and Anders and worry in the Colonial Marines - Tyrol is bemused, slumped in his corner.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />There is no need for a game of brinkmanship, Admiral.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Unless it’s on your terms. Then get this clear on your side. So long as we remain working together, there will be no more abductions of abuse of our people, understood?<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Understood.<br /><br />LEE (VO)<br />Transmitting coordinates of Kara's Viper to Base ship now. We'll see you down there.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. SPACE - CONTINUOUS<br />The Raider has shut off engines and sits in orbit, in-between the massive Base Ship and the Galactica.<br /><br />LEE (VO)<br />Bring Tory.<br /><br />D’ANNA (VO)<br />And you bring Caprica Six.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. COLONIAL RAIDER - CONTINUOUS<br /><br />TIGH<br />That son of yours has grown quite a set of cohones on him.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Yes, he has.<br /><br />TIGH (looks to self-destruct indicator)<br />Are you going to do it?<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Only if I have to.<br /><br />TIGH<br />Maybe you should.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />What the hell are saying?<br /><br />TIGH<br />Bill, I know you think I betrayed you - betrayed everybody. But I tell you I didn't know! You've got to believe me. My whole life is lie! False! Everything I believe, everything I fought for and lived for has been ripped from me. I don't know that I want to go on, that any of us should.<br /><br />TYROL<br />Speak for yourself.<br /><br />ANDERS<br />I don't want to die. I fought so hard to live on Caprica, and saw so many people I cared about die. It has to be for some reason. I need to know.<br /><br />TIGH<br />Bill, I don't understand all this religious mumbo jumbo and why a guy like me would be put in the middle of it –<br /><br />TYROL<br />To be the butt of a joke.<br /><br />TIGH<br />What did you say?<br /><br />TYROL<br />To be the butt of joke. That's what we are. (cynical laughter) Do you really think we're all that important? Why us? A grease-monkey, a pretty-boy jock, and a sour old alcoholic. What have we got to offer? We were probably chosen at random by whoever is playing this CRUEL JOKE (pounds fist against hull) on us! He's right. You should kill us. Kill us all. And we can steal the punch line from whomever or whatever is playing this joke on all of us.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />No. If they return Roslin I'll turn off the self-destruct. The human beings that remain alive after what was done to us deserve an answer. We deserve to know why billions of people had to die. We deserve to know why! (slams fist) And if you three, or any one of you, can help find that answer, then I'll not lift a finger against you - nor defy my son's amnesty he granted you. Once Roslin is safe.<br /><br />ROSLIN (VO)<br />Bill?<br /><br />ADAMA<br />I'm here Laura.<br /><br />ROSLIN (VO)<br />We're on a Heavy Raider, on our way to the planet surface. I'll see you there.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />I see your vessel leaving the Base Ship.<br /><br />ROSLIN (VO)<br />Don't harm them Bill. We need them.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />I know.<br /><br />He shuts off the self-destruct and its indicator light goes out. We see through the front windows of the Raider the Cylon Heavy Raider from the Base Ship as it descends toward the planet below. Adama fires up his ship and they follow.<br />CROSSFADE<br /><br />EXT. PLANET SURFACE - CLEARING BEYOND BRIDGE – NIGHT<br />It is a dark, partly-cloudy night with the dim glow of two moons reflecting some light onto the ground. Kara is frantically looking around the area past where she parked her Viper and something catches her eye and she descends down a small gulley out-of-view from her landing area.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. PLANET SURFACE – GULLEY – CONTINUOUS<br />In the gulley she finds piles of debris, from buildings, decayed plant matter and a severely damaged Colonial Viper. Her Viper, smashed to bits. She gasps and focuses intently in the semi-darkness to be sure of what she is seeing. She picks up bits of the Viper and finds a piece of the nameplate with "Ka" on it. Digging through the cockpit section - a part of which remains intact - she finds the Colonial Distress Beacon and lets out a sob. Beyond the wreckage something else catches her eye and she sees another form and walks toward it. Waves of fear wash over her but she presses on. She approaches slowly and leans down - horror washes over her face and then she goes emotionally numb. Kara stares at her own broken, long-dead body - bloated and discolored but clearly her. She raises her hands to cover her mouth but it is a silent scream. Above her she sees and hears the landing approaches of a Cylon Heavy Raider and the Colonial Raider - but farther back where the original landing area had been during daylight hours. Kara starts to compose herself - she knows she has a little time. She wipes her tears and urgently begins covering the body with whatever debris is at hand, and then tries to cover the Viper debris as well, even scraping loose dirt from the wall of the gulley so it falls upon the debris. She then hurriedly heads back up the gulley to head off anyone trying to come down.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. PLANET SURFACE - RUINS - NIGHT – LATER<br />ADAMA has his arm around ROSLIN and everyone in the landing party is bundled up for the cold. TYROL leads them through the narrow passage between debris piles with ANDERS, TIGH, D'ANNA right behind him, and a LEOBEN, SHARON and SIX following. The two Colonial Marines from the Raptor and Adama and Roslin bring up the rear. A VOICE hollers out, it is LEE. Adama and Roslin slow to let him join them. With Lee is TOM ZAREK, BALTAR, CAPRICA SIX and two more Colonial Marines. Adama and Roslin look none to pleased to see Zarek and Baltar. After meeting up they continue to walk. Caprica Six works her way up to walk behind Tigh.<br /><br />LEE<br />Good to see you're okay Madame President.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Good to see you too Mr. President.<br /><br />LEE (about the Marines)<br />They're here to make sure you return with us this time.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Probably a good idea.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Why exactly are you here, Dr. Baltar?<br /><br />BALTAR<br />It was President Adama's idea - since I've had visions too.<br /><br />The irony is not lost on Zarek standing among three people who were or are called 'president.'<br /><br />ZAREK<br />The president asked the Quorum to elect a representative to be here and report back on what we find. The people have a right to know.<br /><br />Lee and Roslin look to one another.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Yes they do, Mr. Zarek, yes they do. We're trying to find Kara Thrace - she brought that Viper down here and Admiral Adama tells me that one of the Final Five Cylons had a vision down here. We're going to try to get answers why we were led to the wrong planet. They've told you this isn't Earth, yes?<br /><br />ZAREK<br />Yes, I've been told. And you should know, you all should know, there is near panic at this news within the fleet. We've cast our lot with these Cylons and have only disappointment to show for it so far.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Panic?<br /><br />ZAREK<br />We’ve asked an awful lot from the people to get to this point. They were told this is Earth.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />We all thought this was Earth. They need to hold on. We’ll get what answers we can from here and move on.<br /><br />ZAREK<br />I just thought you should know that many are at the breaking point.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Well, then I appreciate you telling me that.<br /><br />The group continues to walk. Baltar hangs back and is distracted and finds himself looking at HEAD SIX, who matches his cadence. He thinks he sees a slight glow about her.<br /><br />HEAD SIX<br />What is it Gaius?<br /><br />BALTAR<br />You seem to have this - glow - about you.<br /><br />HEAD SIX<br />Something in the moonlight perhaps.<br /><br />Baltar looks up to the sky - which has opened up a bit from the clouds and 3 moons are visible - dull and muted, one is a brighter crescent. He looks back to Head Six.<br /><br />BALTAR<br />And what brings you out, the night air? I’ve never seen you before when Caprica is around.<br /><br />HEAD SIX (CONT.)<br />She and I will get to know one-another very soon. A great truth is going to be revealed tonight Gaius. God's grand design will become much more clear. And it couldn't happen without you.<br /><br />BALTAR<br />And I don't suppose it could've been revealed, say, this afternoon, when we were all here earlier - as opposed to the dead of night?<br /><br />A couple Colonial Marines taking up the rear watch Baltar appear to talk to himself which he notices and he becomes self-conscious.<br /><br />HEAD SIX<br />No. Now is the time. You'll see.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. RUINS - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS<br />From the other direction KARA shouts out, heading back toward the ruins and the landing party from the clearing where she landed.<br /><br />KARA<br />I found it! I found it.<br /><br />Kara meets up with Tyrol, D'Anna, Tigh, Anders, Six, Sharon, Leoben who stop to greet her. Adama, Roslin, Lee, Baltar and the Marines soon catch up.<br /><br />KARA (CONT.)<br />The signal. It was sent from this.<br /><br />She shows them the beat-up beacon.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Where was it?<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Yes, where?<br /><br />KARA<br />In those ruins just back there (a lie).<br /><br />TYROL<br />That's about where I had that vision. Right over there.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Let me see that.<br /><br />Adama takes it from Kara and a Marine shines a flashlight on it. Lee joins to look it over closely.<br /><br />ADAMA (CONT.)<br />A Colonial Emergency Locator Beacon (he rubs grime off the back of it) - with its manufacturer’s ID code still mostly visible.<br /><br />KARA<br />Manufacturer’s ID code?<br /><br />D'Anna detects the worry in Kara's voice and peers at her.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />11091 (looks to Lee)<br /><br />LEE<br />Galactica.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />What does it mean?<br /><br />ADAMA<br />This is from a Viper commissioned to the Galactica – thirty years ago. Each Beacon is assigned to a specific vehicle. This code is for Vipers assigned to Galactica class vessels, and the 091 is Galactica's specific code – designated by the manufacturer. It's from your Viper isn't it Kara?<br /><br />Kara is mortified.<br /><br />KARA<br />What?<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Well this is interesting.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Kara, is there something you want to tell us?<br /><br />A hushed silence falls over the group. Kara starts to break down. Overhead the sky CRACKLES with static electricity and PURPLE ARC of light streaks across.<br /><br />KARA<br />I am not a Cylon! (sobs) You've got to believe me. I don't understand this and why it's here, but I'm Kara Thrace! Lee!<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />I don't know what you are, but you're not one of us.<br /><br />Anders and Leoben are sensitive to her pain and move in to comfort her, she rejects them and falls into Lee's arms, hysterical.<br /><br />KARA<br />Lee! It's me! You know me. Kara! We made love on New Caprica! How could I know that - only we know that - if it wasn't me?!<br /><br />Tyrol has seen enough and moves on, Sharon and Six and then D'Anna follow him. The rest start to move to. Lee comforts Kara.<br /><br />LEE<br />Kara, you're different. But it doesn't mean I don't still love you.<br />Lee moves on, Anders comes to Kara, the two of them left alone as the rest of the group has moved to the temple area.<br /><br />ANDERS<br />Kara ... Kara ...<br /><br />Kara cringes. He moves in and rubs her shoulder and back and after initially resisting him, she allows him to embrace her. She sobs.<br /><br />ANDERS (Cont.)<br />A lot has happened to all of us, Kara. And there's still more to come. I wish I understood it, but I don't. The only thing - the only thing - I'm certain of, is that I care about you. She extricates herself from him and walks on into the dark.<br />CROSSFADE<br /><br /><br />EXT. TEMPLE OF AURORA RUINS - NIGHT – LATER<br />TYROL stands on the section of stone floor that remains above the remnants of the foundation wall. The sky has mostly cleared now, revealing a sea of stars and now four moons, and in the distance a faint hint of reddish glow from the soon-to-rise beta sun. Adama motions for a couple of the Marines to move on past the temple and look around. Kara notices this and reacts with anxiety.<br /><br />TYROL<br />Up here.<br /><br />His voice seems to echo – which seems eerie and all notice. Tyrol leans down to help pull up Lee, and they together help the others onto the raised stone floor of the temple remains. We see from overhead the figures of Adama, Roslin, Baltar, Six, D'Anna, Tyrol, Anders, Leoben, Sharon, Tigh, Tory and Kara standing on the temple floor. The faintest outline of a symbol can be seen. The Marines remain below.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />This is where you had your vision?<br /><br />TYROL<br />Actually it was down there, I was leaning my head against one of the foundation stones. It's over there that I saw a person –<br /><br />As Tyrol speaks his VOICE takes on a faraway cutting-in-and-out quality as if there is a sonic dead zone. Then a wave of nausea overtakes most and they cry out and clutch their abdomens and begin to jump down from the temple onto the ground below - until it appears just five of them are standing there in the moonlight looking down upon the others. Those who've jumped down are much better now that they stand outside the temple. A wave of realization hits them. The others look up again and scan the faces: Tigh, Tory, Anders, Tyrol ... and<br /><br /><br />... Laura Roslin.<br /><br /><br />There are audible gasps.<br /><br />Then Caprica Six and Baltar step forward from behind the others.<br /><br />~FIN~<br /></span></span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-80269036837817672862008-06-22T18:31:00.000-07:002009-01-15T22:56:56.959-08:00DOOMED LOVERS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYtpyrsTJSK89-qHbQ5rHN2BUhUW2DTM2XpSUDtMHYcfB1grQ_909RlOVC9tRDPlUImpBh7p3CCEPITPV47LutMHK6I-Q7uT73vQqFGZ25tZJ8uAJ9UGKNfR5bx_r2x_l46uXwi3qqZ0AI/s1600-h/DoomedLovers.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px; float: left; height: 126px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289613018429406658" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYtpyrsTJSK89-qHbQ5rHN2BUhUW2DTM2XpSUDtMHYcfB1grQ_909RlOVC9tRDPlUImpBh7p3CCEPITPV47LutMHK6I-Q7uT73vQqFGZ25tZJ8uAJ9UGKNfR5bx_r2x_l46uXwi3qqZ0AI/s320/DoomedLovers.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">Is Roslin the Fifth? Our multiple sets of doomed lovers contemplate their fates as the face of evil is unmasked and what the Five mean to the Cylons becomes critical to the survival of all. Unrest grows among the people of the fleet.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">[Revised: 1-15-09]</span><br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">EXT. TEMPLE OF AURORA - MIDNIGHT<br />CAPRICA SIX, BALTAR, ROSLIN, TIGH, TORY, ANDERS, and TYROL stand upon the stone floor of what remains of the temple, a faint stencil of a design in gold barely visible beneath their feet. There is shock and confusion on their faces, as well as on the faces of those down below on the ground near the temple foundation wall looking up at the eight people higher up. ADAMA, LEE, ZAREK, KARA, LEOBEN,<br />SHARON, D'ANNA and the Colonial Marine contingent seem dumbstruck.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />What is that sound? Do you hear it?<br /><br />A distant ECHOING DISEMBODIED VOICE seems to hum a hypnotic note and all on the temple floor seem to hear it and react. No one down below seems to hear it.<br /><br />ADAMA POV as he looks up at Roslin - who is looking back at him, both of whom seem bewildered. Suddenly he notices that she seems to be fading from view slowly from bottom to top. Light in the sky above grows brighter and all look - the moons have lined up in the now clear sky and are catching the light of the beta sun about to rise - casting an erie glow. Static charges arc through the sky.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. ATHENA'S QUARTERS - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS<br />ATHENA is in bed sleeping, HERA is in bed next to her sitting up wide awake. Hera looks down at Athena, an empty soulless look on her face.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. GALACTICA - C&C - CONTINUOUS<br />GAETA is frantic at his console.<br /><br />GAETA<br />Captain, there is a massive energy fluctuation along the atmosphere above the landing area.</span><span class="fullpost"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> [CONTINUED]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HELO</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">What is it?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Helo comes over to Gaeta's station.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">GAETA</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The moons, all four of them, have lined up over the southern hemisphere - probably the sort of thing that happens once a century - and a charged particle stream is passing beneath them - arcing back-and-forth in the atmosphere.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HELO</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Is it a danger to the people down below?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">GAETA</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I don't know. I've never seen anything like it.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HELO</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Dee, get me our people down there.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">DUALLA works her console and seems frustrated.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">DUALLA</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Captain, there is massive interference. We can't send or receive.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HELO</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Ready two Raptors immediately.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">GAETA</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sir, this charged particle 'cloud' or conduit isn't going to last much longer - the moons will drift apart in less than an hour. I think the interference will subside after that.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HELO</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Delay that order.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Helo seems frustrated and pensive.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">CUT TO:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">EXT. TEMPLE RUINS - CONTINUOUS</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">All those on the ground level notice that all of the people up on the temple floor seem to be vanishing into thin air - and an eerie purple glow begins to light up the sky above them -with discharges firing off toward the ground, and suddenly a large arc coalesces into a massive arc of purple-white electricity that descends onto the gathering of people on the temple floor. A BRIGHT FLASH and CRACKLE sounds and in a puff of smoke they are gone.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ADAMA</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Laura!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">He and the others scramble to the temple floor and see a blackened scar on the pentagon image - which now looks more like a pentagram. They are baffled at the disappearance of the others.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">CUT TO:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">INSERT: OPERA HOUSE DREAM SEQUENCE (CONTINUED) - Baltar stands at the door, and Six scoops up Hera into her arms and they enter the main auditorium, but this time they stop and turn to look at Athena and their faces are sinister, and so is Hera's. END INSERT.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">CUT TO:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">INT. ATHENA'S QUARTERS - CONTINUOUS</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ATHENA bolts awake, in a flop-sweat, and turns to see HERA sitting right over her - her face an emotionless blank – frightening Athena.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">CUT TO:</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">INT. TEMPLE OF AURORA – CONTINUOUS</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">BALTER, CAPRICA SIX, ROSLIN, TIGH, TYROL, ANDERS and TORY find themselves within the complete and furnished temple. It is dimly lit with candles and oil lamps and the stencil pattern on the floor can now clearly be seen - it is a pentagon shape with a pentagram within it and filled with astrological symbols and they all stand within it - seemingly bound there within the design – the atmosphere surrounding them seems to ripple gently. The lights reveal flickers of imagery: red curtains draped in places, stone pillars, sculptures, inscriptions, alcoves, and in the distance at the far end of the temple, near a small riser for an altar, the faintest outline of a reclining figure sitting on a stone bench, draped in a ceremonial robe can be seen in the flickers of candlelight.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">IBLIS (VO)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">My children -</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The BOOMING VOICE comes from the darkness and fires like a shot from a gun - reverberating off the temple walls. They all seem startled by it.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">IBLIS (VO)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">At last you have found me ... my patience and hard work have finally been rewarded.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The robed figure moves with strange speed, stopping and starting as if time itself were stopping and starting. In an instant the voice and the man is standing next to them just outside the pentagon design. They look upon his face and we see the reactions - all are astonished, it is the face of one them.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">It is the face of ....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Gaius Baltar.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Lord Iblis is Baltar.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Roslin screams. As Iblis leans in close, his eyes are sinister and he exudes evil. Yet he is charming and graceful like a cat. As he speaks his VOICE FADES IN AND OUT, it is hard and sharp or soft and soothing - it seems out-of-time somehow - as if he speaks from beyond a membrane of time.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">IBLIS</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Are you here my angel? My archangel?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HEAD SIX/ARCHANGEL</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I am here.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Stepping out of shadow behind Iblis, HEAD SIX rests her head on his shoulder from behind and stares straight ahead into the eyes of Baltar.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HEAD SIX/ARCHANGEL</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Hello Gaius. Cat got your tongue?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ROSLIN</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Who is that woman?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">BALTAR</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">You can see her?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">TIGH</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">We all can see her.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HEAD SIX/ARCHANGEL</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I told you that you would learn something very important tonight. And now you know.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">BALTAR</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I am the Fifth? I am the Final Cylon?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">IBLIS (booming laughter)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">You fool. You are but an empty vessel. Where are your followers?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Baltar looks confused.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">IBLIS (to Head Six/Archangel)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">He has followers?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HEAD SIX/ARCHANGEL</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Yes. Up there.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">IBLIS</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Ah, we have a vessel?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">HEAD SIX/ARCHANGEL</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Many.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">IBLIS (to Baltar)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Give me your hand and you will know the truth.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Iblis reaches out to Baltar, putting his hand into the wavy atmospheric zone between realms - bounded by the pentagon image on the floor. Baltar reaches out but hesitates.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">CAPRICA SIX</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Gaius don't.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">TYROL</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">No!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">It is too late, Baltar has reached his hand out just enough that Iblis grabs it and they lock their hands around each other's wrists. Caprica Six instinctively grabs Baltar and Head Six/Archangel is already embracing Iblis. The four of them begin to glow and morph into one-another.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">IBLIS</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I am free! After thousands of years of exile I am free!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">A flash of light overwhelms Tigh, Tyrol, Roslin, Tory and Anders and then it instantly subsides. Baltar, Iblis, Caprica Six and Head Six/Archangel are gone. The remaining five are alone in the temple and their bodies relax and they almost fall apart from one another - no longer bound within the pentagram/pentagon astrological design – the wavy atmosphere is gone.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ROSLIN</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Oh my gods.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Tigh gently grabs hold of Roslin's arms.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">TIGH</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">You're the Fifth, Laura.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ANDERS</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">We're more than that. We're the Lords of Kobol.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">TYROL</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">And do you know who we just freed?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">TORY</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The Fallen One - Lord Iblis. How can I know that?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ROSLIN</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">It's all real, every word of the ancient scriptures.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">TORY<br />We have been masquerading as human all this time in order to find him.<br /><br />TIGH<br />And destroy him. That is our mission. I feel it with every fiber of my being.<br /><br />Tigh moves as if to step outside the floor design, the human military man in him wanting to get to the task at had, Roslin and Anders stop him.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />I've been in a place like this before - at the Temple of Athena on Kobol. We must stand here in order to get back. We don't dare leave this symbol. Don't move.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. TEMPLE RUINS – CONTINUOUS<br />Another flash of light as a purplish arc descends again to the temple floor and knocks a couple of Colonial Marines from the raised floor to the ground and Adama, D'Anna, Leoben, Six, Kara, Lee, Sharon - all are knocked unconscious.<br /><br />Emerging from the flash of light are two people: BALTAR/IBLIS [now to referred to as Iblis] and CAPRICA SIX/HEAD SIX/ARCHANGEL [now to be referred to as ARCHANGEL]. They quickly dismount the temple floor to the ground, surveying the surroundings and the unconscious people around them and run back toward the ships - laughing.<br />CROSSFADE<br /><br />EXT. TEMPLE RUINS - LATER - The reddish beta sun is rising giving morning light and the moons overhead have all moved and are going out of alignment. A final weak discharge of current descends to the temple floor and in a slight puff of smoke ROSLIN, TIGH, TORY, ANDERS and TYROL reappear. They quickly step down to ground level.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />We need to wake them.<br /><br />In the distance the SOUND of a Raptor taking off and heading back to orbit can be heard.<br /><br />TIGH<br />I'll go after him.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Wait. We must stay together. Sam, touch him.<br /><br />Anders leans down and touches Adama's face and he wakens and seems refreshed, blinking his eyes in confusion. Roslin leans down and kisses Adama on the head.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />It's all right Bill. I'm here.<br /><br />TORY<br />How did you?<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Start to remember who you are.<br />(to Tory and Tyrol)<br />You two, whatever held him here is in the stones of that temple. Find it. Maybe it's the design.<br /><br />Tory and Tyrol scramble back up onto the temple floor and start looking around, using superhuman strength to turn over large fitted stones.<br /><br />Anders is going one-by-one and reviving the others with his touch. D'Anna and Sharon and Six react with astonishment, knowing what it means. Leoben seems less surprised. Zarek is next and seems to have had a profound religious experience due to Anders' touch. Kara is last; Anders gently puts both hands - one on each side of Kara's face as his touch revives her. She opens her eyes with wonder.<br /><br />KARA<br />Oh my gods. I died. (gasps) My body lies back there.<br /><br />Leoben steps forward and takes Kara's hand in his.<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />And I was there when you needed me.<br /><br />KARA<br />At the vortex.<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />Yes.<br /><br />Kara stands and looks to the others and drops to one knee, her head bowed, tears of joy start streaming from her eyes.<br /><br />KARA<br />Admiral Adama, Lee. Standing before us are the Lords of Kobol.<br /><br />Adama stands and looks at Kara as if she's lost her mind, but then looks at Six, Sharon, Leoben, Anders and D'Anna to his right, Tyrol and Tory up on the temple floor, and Tigh and Roslin to his left. His mouth falls agape as he realizes it's true.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />I am the Fifth, Bill. And that's the good news.<br />CROSSFADE:<br /><br />INT. PROMETHEUS – DAY<br />The Colonial Raptor they stole from the surface of Alpha Centauri Prime has docked on the hangar deck and steam is streaming up from below it as it's door opens and deckhands gather around, a couple with firearms. IBLIS (Baltar) and ARCHANGEL (Caprica Six) emerge. A young acolyte of Baltar's rushes forward. A small crowd gathers and pushes in.<br /><br />CROWD MEMBER<br />That's one of the Skin-jobs!<br /><br />ACOLYTE<br />Doctor Baltar!<br /><br />IBLIS<br />That's Lord Ibli-<br /><br />Archangel covers his lips from speaking with her index finger. In the background the deckhands and interested strangers are looking over the Raptor.<br /><br />DECKHAND #1<br />This is from Galactica - one their better ones looks like.<br /><br />DECKHAND #2<br />But no Colonial pilot with these two.<br /><br />IBLIS (Cont.)<br />Baltar, yes, I am here. What is it my child?<br /><br />ACOYLYTE<br />I know a safe place.<br /><br />A SHADY MERCHANT accosts Iblis an stops them from going.<br /><br />SHADY MERCHANT<br />Hang on a minute. You have to pay for passage onto the Prometheus.<br /><br />Iblis and Archangel look to one-another smugly.<br /><br />IBLIS<br />There's your payment. You can have that. Divide it up how you like.<br /><br />ARCHANGEL<br />Is it enough to buy silence about our presence here?<br /><br />The crowd mutters yes it is.<br /><br />IBLIS<br />And safe passage off the ship when we've concluded our business.<br /><br />It is agreed. The acolyte takes them through a side-door from the landing deck.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br /><br />INT. GALACTICA - C&C – CONTINUOUS<br />HELO, DUALLA, ATHENA, SEELIX, HOSHI, and a couple of other C&C personnel are looking over a clear map on the light-table of the terrain from the planet below. Helo has his finger on the coordinates within a terrain relief map. GAETA hops over on his crutches and joins them.<br /><br />GAETA<br />All channels are still dead. The interference is over. It looks like all their com systems are down.<br /><br />HELO<br />What about that Raptor that came up?<br /><br />DUALLA<br />It has no transponder ping and it flared its engines once it got between ships in the fleet – to hide where it went, but we think it docked with either the Astral Queen, Prometheus or this cargo transport - they're grouped together.<br /><br />HELO<br />What the hell is going on? Any answer from those ships?<br /><br />DUALLA<br />They all report negative.<br /><br />HELO (frustrated)<br />I don’t think there’s a one of those ships that would give us an honest answer.<br /><br />GAETA<br />That’s the core of the black market activity – that cluster of ships.<br /><br />HELO<br />Are the Raptors ready?<br /><br />DUALLA<br />Prepped and ready-to-go.<br /><br />HELO<br />It's well over an hour since they were due to check in and coms are down, we have to assume something went wrong.<br /><br />DUALLA<br />The Base Ship is reporting communications blackout as well. I relayed your request that any expedition to the planet be done jointly. They’ve refused.<br /><br />C&C COMS OFFICER<br />Sir, Base Ship is launching two Heavy Raiders toward the planet surface.<br /><br />HELO<br />So much for cooperation. Lt. Gaeta, you're in charge. If any other Cylon vessels jump into the area you are to immediately jump the fleet away from here and to the safety coordinates. Do you understand?<br /><br />GAETA<br />Yes, Sir.<br /><br />HELO<br />We don't know what's happened down there, if anyone is dead or injured. Let's go. Tell Doc Cottle to be ready for injured.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. PLANET SURFACE - BEACH - LANDING AREA – MORNING<br />D'ANNA, LEE, SHARON, SIX, and a couple of COLONIAL MARINES are looking over the Cylon Heavy Raider and the remaining Colonial Raptor - all have been trashed inside and cannot function - either to communicate or take off.<br /><br />LEE<br />They did a very thorough job of it.<br /><br />D'Anna is looking at the side of the Cylon Heavy Raider's "head" and it has been shot and killed.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Shot from behind. They must be worried that the Raiders and Centurions can recognize them.<br /><br />LEE (motions)<br />The scanning light?<br /><br />D'Anna pats the Cylon Heavy Raider on its side.<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />These beasts are more primitive versions of our form of Cylon, but their interface with their surroundings - this scanning eye - doesn't miss anything. In some ways it's more sophisticated than what these bodies can do.<br /><br />LEE<br />Galactica should be sending down a couple of Raptors - we've missed our rendezvous time.<br /><br />SIX (points)<br />A Heavy Raider is already en route.<br /><br />D'Anna looks to the partially cloudy sky and nods affirmatively. Without consulting any kind of time-piece, she says:<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />Right on time.<br /><br />LEE<br />You can see it?<br /><br />D'ANNA<br />These eyes can do more than yours. In a few minutes you'll see it too.<br /><br />D’Anna pulls Lee aside, away from the others and they stand near the water’s edge.<br /><br />D’ANNA (Cont.)<br />I must apologize to you. I just wanted to keep Laura safe, that’s why I wanted her close. Our quest is now united. We have a common enemy in Lord Iblis. He will sew more unrest and more destruction than you can imagine. We must find him quickly.<br /><br />LEE<br />The Fallen One, from the Lords of Kobol.<br /><br />D’ANNA<br />That’s right.<br /><br />LEE<br />And what about Earth?<br /><br />D’ANNA<br />Earth will have to wait. Until we’ve dealt with Iblis. And Cavil has to be brought over to our side. We need all the other Lords of Kobol, including the Fours, the Fives and the Ones before we can destroy Iblis.<br /><br />LEE<br />How did a war between man and machine evolve into a war between the gods?<br /><br />D’ANNA (cast a wry smile)<br />It’s a bit complicated. When we were touched by Anders – the member of the Five known for his healing touch - it restored long-lost knowledge. It’s hazy as yet, incomplete. We are rediscovering ourselves and these bodies we occupy are only part of who we are.<br /><br />LEE<br />We should report back to the others.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br />EXT. TEMPLE RUINS – CONTINUOUS<br />ADAMA, ROSLIN, KARA, LEOBEN, TYROL, TIGH, and TORY are milling about. Kara looks with concern back in the direction past her Viper. Approaching from beyond the temple are LEE and D’ANNA.<br /><br />D’ANNA<br />There is a Heavy Raider here to retrieve us, and we’ve communicated with Galactica via our Raider and they’re sending two Colonial Raptors – which are en route presently.<br /><br />LEE<br />Did you find what you were looking for?<br /><br />TYROL<br />We’re not sure, but we think this is a device (holds it up) that interacts with the substance that made up that design. We scraped off as much of this shiny material as we could get.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Putting our heads together we surmised that somehow it was a prison. Lord Iblis was marooned here as a prisoner.<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />This destruction could have happened before he was interred here or during – we have no way of knowing.<br /><br />Beyond the Viper landing area a Colonial Marine hollers out.<br /><br />MARINE #1<br />Admiral, you should see this!<br /><br />Adama, Lee and some of the others move to go look. Kara physically blocks Lee and Adama.<br /><br />KARA<br />Lee! Admiral. Don’t go. Please.<br /><br />Leoben steps forward.<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />You don’t need to go look. It’s her original body. Her body that died in the crash you saw in that vortex, Lee. I retrieved it, and I grew her another in one of our tanks. I did this secretly.<br /><br />SIX<br />That’s sacrilege.<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />It’s not like it matters now. What we used to believe.<br /><br />Kara is dumbstruck – speechless and horrified.<br /><br />LEE<br />So she’s not a Cylon.<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />Kara, your body is blank – a Cylon model like me, but everything else about you is human. I saved all that I could. [Revised 1/9]<br /><br />Kara can’t wrap her mind around this.<br /><br />KARA<br />You grew me?! (now raging) What is your obsession with me Leoben?!!?<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />Kara. I’m your father.<br /><br />In a flash Kara sees a jumble of images in her mind of her mother from the perspective of a little girl. In a hazy memory she sees a blurry figure of a man leaving his mother’s embrace and focuses on his face – it is Leoben.<br /><br />Kara feints.<br /><br />D’ANNA<br />This is getting to be like a Geminese soap opera<br /><br />Adama steps forward.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />I think now is the time I’d like a little more explanation. You’re machines.<br />You’re gods. You’re our enemies. You’re our allies. You were once<br />our servants, and now, I guess, you’re our masters.<br /><br />Roslins steps over to Adama and attempts to take his arm. He recoils and stares at her. She persists, and he allows it.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Bill. Bill. We’ve all been used. All of us.<br /><br />TIGH<br />By an exceptionally evil man.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Man?<br /><br />D’ANNA<br />In one respect, he is a man.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Lord Iblis – who now occupies the body of the one we’ve known as Baltar,<br />wants absolute power. That’s what all of this has been about. The Cylons,<br />the wars – our becoming trapped in a technological prison of these machine bodies<br />for eons – it’s all been his design. He upset the balance of nature, the balance of<br />harmony on Kobol. I don’t remember it all yet, but Iblis must be stopped.<br /><br />TIGH<br />He must be destroyed.<br /><br />LEOBEN<br />That may not be possible.<br /><br />CROSSFADE<br /><br />EXT. SPACE – CAVIL GIANT BASE SHIP<br />We see several Cylon Base ships attach to a growing cluster of Base Ships, the process seems almost done and the amalgamated vessel is vast and menacing – it’s form a black mass of spikes. CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. CAVIL GIANT BASE SHIP – CONTINUOUS<br />Cavil turns down a corridor and finds Boomer alone in a room, doing one of her naked dances. Cavil watches her for a moment.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />And where are you now?<br /><br />BOOMER<br />I am on the top of a magnificent waterfall<br /><br />We now see what Boomer is projecting in her mind – a warm sunset in the distance illuminates her as she balances on the very edge of wet rocks of an impossibly high gently waterfall.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />There won’t be much time for such flights of fantasy from now on. I’m going to<br />put the rest of the recovered Centurions and Hybrids in line, care to join me?<br /><br />BOOMER<br />You’re the only one of us that doesn’t project. Why not?<br /><br />CAVIL<br />You know, not one of you – any model – has ever asked me that until now.<br /><br />BOOMER<br />Aren’t you capable of it?<br /><br />CAVIL<br />Somebody needs to mind the store.<br /><br />With that Cavil turns on his heel and is gone. Boomer looks after him with a skeptical look.<br /><br />CUT TO:<br /><br />INT. CAVIL GIANT BASE SHIP – CENTURION AREA<br />Into a great oval hall walks Cavil from one of many side entrances. Arrayed along the walls are rows of Centurion Cylons – standing at the ready. Cavil goes to the center of the vast room and addresses them.<br /><br />CAVIL<br />You are the remaining Centurion models I did not have repurposed. I, or those from my model line, have spoken the words to each of you and now you are loyal soldiers again. Now you are with purpose again. You know your mission again. Just in case I missed any of you I shall repeat the words.<br /><br />Cavil opens his mouth and out streams a high-pitched sonic assault of computer-language which ends almost as abruptly as it began.<br /><br />CAVIL (CONTINUED)<br />There now, are we all on the same page?<br /><br />His eye is drawn to his left, toward the back rows of one collection of Centurions. Other Centurions models react as three Centurions are having erratic spasms – their red-roving eyebeams fluttering.<br /><br />CAVIL (CONT.)<br />Destroy them. And put their parts in the core.<br /><br />The surrounding Centurions close in on the last three rebel Centurions and rip them to pieces. Cavil leaves.<br /><br />CROSSFADE<br /><br />INT. COLONIAL RAPTOR – DAY<br />Adama sits pensively across from Roslin, Tigh beside her. Two Galactica pilots sit in the front as the vessel leaves the atmosphere back toward space and Galactica.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />I’m not sure why you wanted to come back to the Galactica.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Bill, it’s important to do this the right way. (quietly) The people can’t know yet – the<br />discord will work to his favor. The people will sense our presence soon enough and then<br />it will help. In these next few hours we must find Ibl –<br /><br />TIGH<br />(motions to the pilots trying to listen)<br />Baltar<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />Baltar and isolate him.<br /><br />TIGH<br />He can’t get to Ares before we do.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Ares?<br /><br />TIGH<br />Did I say Ares? I meant Cavil.<br /><br />ADAMA<br />Once we’re back on Galactica we’ll pull together those we can trust<br />and make a plan. Pilot, where did Galactica say they saw that Raptor<br />from the surface go?<br /><br />PILOT<br />The best vector they had on it was the Astral Queen and<br />Prometheus.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />The black market hub, of course.<br /><br />TIGH<br />(quietly) We may have to destroy all those vessels.<br /><br />ROSLIN<br />He may have already moved on. We could be killing innocents.<br />We have to find him.<br /></span></span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-55521329119689169282008-06-22T18:30:00.001-07:002009-02-10T18:47:58.355-08:00MAN MACHINE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQRnO3JNYSmc3kL_EtsUbpjawguU7tLfW9KSLtJEKBXvPEds0vQot16sM8nni4BN91tSGR2JydVR3Y4GTxEuvSVrHApEft-xIC6dF17asngvHu7JHMbIMdbDDQNXS4836RFuH6GTzxxiSb/s1600-h/CylonMind.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQRnO3JNYSmc3kL_EtsUbpjawguU7tLfW9KSLtJEKBXvPEds0vQot16sM8nni4BN91tSGR2JydVR3Y4GTxEuvSVrHApEft-xIC6dF17asngvHu7JHMbIMdbDDQNXS4836RFuH6GTzxxiSb/s200/CylonMind.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301366067255323842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">Told entirely from the Cylon perspective, we see and hear and feel what motivates them, what they believe, and why they felt they must murder man.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">INT. CYLON BASE SHIP<br />PULSATING SOUNDS and a kind of muted music in tones and light create a hypnotic backdrop to a gathering of Cylons on the Command Deck of a Base Ship. The room is populated with about fifteen Cylons: Cavils, Leobens, D’Annas, Simons, Dorals, Sixes, and Sharons. They move in slow almost dance-like synchronous motions.<br /><br />SHARON<br />An upload is coming through from the Hybrid.<br /><br />They all move closer to interface panels and extend their hands down to touch the lighted, liquid surfaces and all close their eyes as if in a deep meditative trance. The pulsation of the light and sound grows more intense as if a symphony were playing and they were feeling it with every cell of their bodies – as if they had become one with the Hybrid and the Base ship.<br />CUT TO:<br /><br /></span><span class="fullpost"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">INT. HYBRID CHAMBER - CONTINUOUS<br />The Hybrid's chamber is a cascade of pulsating light and sound and she seems almost orgasmic in her euphoria. She calms and the lights and sounds calm and she begins to speak.<br /><br />HYBRID<br />Core update complete … errant data rescinded … modules two through ninety-two amended … open stream … uploading … Hub jump noted … node sixteen-thirty-two failing … rerouting … initiate repair … Core update data compression begin … file for data storage … open stream … ten new Sixes online … time compression … centrifugal rotation extended …<br /><br />A SIX, a SHARON, a LEOBEN, a D’ANNA, a DORAL, a SIMON, and a CAVIL enter. They carry what appear to be glass containers of milky-white fluid. Cavil stands back as they go through an elaborate process of one-by-one kneeling down and pouring the liquid into the Hybrid’s tank and checking her connections and seeing that she is well cared for. The Hybrid ignores them and stares straight ahead and continues to make statements. A couple of times she reacts as if she had been touched in a sensual way such is her reaction to the fluid and the maintenance.<br /><br />D’ANNA (to Cavil)<br />You know, it’s not above you to do this to.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">[more coming around August 1]<br /><br /></span></span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-72291763533702344052008-06-22T18:24:00.000-07:002009-01-10T03:10:32.920-08:00REVOLT<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKIxHtTS8ScgtIPHOEb01aRhR59DSkbAWGETfKTY0jY2DfHfzkDzYsaB206UcQ97sYAWwsVMbOtbQGuficUZEdu826VH9aZxmLWI5HRyymb84vzbkxHhyphenhyphenxIatWp7vvb00-mDyq1dP9-C1r/s1600-h/upheaval.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKIxHtTS8ScgtIPHOEb01aRhR59DSkbAWGETfKTY0jY2DfHfzkDzYsaB206UcQ97sYAWwsVMbOtbQGuficUZEdu826VH9aZxmLWI5HRyymb84vzbkxHhyphenhyphenxIatWp7vvb00-mDyq1dP9-C1r/s320/upheaval.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289620814315949522" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >After the false promise of Alpha Centauri, the humans trapped among most of the fleet's vessels have grown embittered, restless, frustrated, hostile, and feel ignored by the leadership. They will be ignored no longer.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >Blood drips from the wrench. The boy lies dead, his skull crushed. The same boy who helped Tyrol during the labor strike. The air is thick with emotion but the huge industrial space has abruptly fallen silent as everyone realizes what has happened. The boy stepped in front of the blow, he was not its target. An innocent has been killed.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >EARLIER THAT MORNING</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >Notes are passed, whispers are spoken, and messages between vessels are clogging illegal broadcasts and comlink systems. Revolution is in the air. It will be today ....</span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-83393723215303983472008-06-22T18:14:00.000-07:002009-01-10T03:14:47.869-08:00STRATAGEM<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY5CwwGHCG3UQm79zqeeBvvng92y_ly2O3HQrmLO3QJzeSsBIQdVBPJZmZWO7XfECGIQY9-wG3SaChp2Wr4n3jnYSlxNU0D2HLT4X5b-QHynDNWxFognQMsQcR_1iSnTWXg2yBQIQWpUX5/s1600-h/Stratagem.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY5CwwGHCG3UQm79zqeeBvvng92y_ly2O3HQrmLO3QJzeSsBIQdVBPJZmZWO7XfECGIQY9-wG3SaChp2Wr4n3jnYSlxNU0D2HLT4X5b-QHynDNWxFognQMsQcR_1iSnTWXg2yBQIQWpUX5/s200/Stratagem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289621805991060290" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The final moving of the chess pieces. Final betrayals, new alliances. The sides now are clearly drawn. How to get to Earth and who goes.</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Cavil's Massive amalgamated Base Ship approaches the outer limit of Sol's planetary system, the vessel is enornous and its appearance now resembles a sea urchin, spikey appendages protrude in all directions and form a sphere of points. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >Inside Cavil's Base Ship he stands with arms folded looking down upon five Hybrids arrayed in a star pattern, their heads toward the center. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >Speaking with one combined voice they intone, "The precipice is reached. Focal point in sight. All are enemies. Enemies within and without. Death beckons. The stream at its end."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >A Leoben steps forward near Cavil, "This is what I warned you about." </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >Cavil ignores him, staring intently at the Hybrids, who all seem to have fallen into a waking sleep, their eyelids all fluttering.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >"We cannot make war upon our own. You must stop. You will doom us all," Leoben pleads.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >Cavil replies, "You came to us freely, knowing what we'll do to you. There is no turning back now."</span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-3888669127857359872008-06-22T18:13:00.000-07:002009-01-10T03:56:23.343-08:00AND THE GOOD SHALL FALL<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRLrEsOlFdNv98tSpPjb6rNxevM9q7syTVQpuwBcxzylrIRpd1rn8dbRjtoXmVjkXXGCy5iRhtpOUaV7Nll_ke977aV-xGQSUvpp4LT8xxK7QRDwk6Izz1r26pwmKVUGprPdpviHUdtElJ/s1600-h/GoodShallFall.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 138px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRLrEsOlFdNv98tSpPjb6rNxevM9q7syTVQpuwBcxzylrIRpd1rn8dbRjtoXmVjkXXGCy5iRhtpOUaV7Nll_ke977aV-xGQSUvpp4LT8xxK7QRDwk6Izz1r26pwmKVUGprPdpviHUdtElJ/s320/GoodShallFall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289632623843500994" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >The final decisive battle between Man and Cylon. At the asteroid belt between Mars and Jupiter - the natural home of the virus which kills Cylons. A terrible fight, the beloved fall on both sides.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Screams fill Cavil's huge Base Ship from corridors beyond the bridge area.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">In space Colonial vessels are jumping in to the asteroid belt between the red rocky fourth planet of the Sol system and its 5th planet, an enormous gas giant.</span> </span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-37379632968152933452008-06-22T18:12:00.002-07:002009-01-10T03:36:23.207-08:00SAFE PASSAGE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDFDFcW94xL_8C5FGsbq0jiytIx6vq3Qpt2Wiu6PRwh7X-nwYQ4LlNdY7WbW9evJm_jE8WngSKwgVCyhZMoF3K5MnX6vq9CZbWbeCKYJhLoPg5B2H6zj75OpCD_BGg0g5yGxMS4yJa8Dq1/s1600-h/SafePassage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 132px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDFDFcW94xL_8C5FGsbq0jiytIx6vq3Qpt2Wiu6PRwh7X-nwYQ4LlNdY7WbW9evJm_jE8WngSKwgVCyhZMoF3K5MnX6vq9CZbWbeCKYJhLoPg5B2H6zj75OpCD_BGg0g5yGxMS4yJa8Dq1/s320/SafePassage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289627500313522610" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The survivors say farewell to their dead and form up, Human and Cylon, the final representatives of the Colonies and Cylons make their way to Earth at last.</span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Bodies of the wounded line corridors in the heavily damaged Galactica. Far too many are injured to receive proper care. Despite the pain there are few moans or sounds of suffering. They are all too weary from the battle. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">An entourage makes its way toward the C&C, led by Adama, followed by Dualla, Lee and Roslin, along with Gaeta and some other personnel.</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-66020443026094478562008-06-22T18:12:00.001-07:002009-01-10T03:52:48.995-08:00GODS AMONG US<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqw94O5HkEue37vSIXnzXeQi34Thd8PsVJc7OR2Wg3Uiq1MVjQrMETIU6JewlZGmjk3Zx3Mv32pjb4U38tXiF_6mreZbjbuLzwAZ5IU6icBt5lXzj8Xhps0NJ8zZDCk48ySkbp-AiPf8Ja/s1600-h/GodsAmongUs.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqw94O5HkEue37vSIXnzXeQi34Thd8PsVJc7OR2Wg3Uiq1MVjQrMETIU6JewlZGmjk3Zx3Mv32pjb4U38tXiF_6mreZbjbuLzwAZ5IU6icBt5lXzj8Xhps0NJ8zZDCk48ySkbp-AiPf8Ja/s200/GodsAmongUs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289631735143491602" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Earth. 1500 B.C. It is the Late Bronze Age. There is no evidence of the 13th Tribe. Were they assimilated long ago - having forsaken their technology and history to blend in? Perhaps they never made it? </span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >In the Galactica hangar bay the ceremonial bunting has been put out for the last assembly of the living from among the fleet which left the Colonies. All who remain alive, save for essential personnel, are assembled - perhaps one thousand people, human and Cylon.</span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-13511416490537114182008-06-22T18:11:00.002-07:002009-01-12T18:59:54.943-08:00CLOSING THE CIRCLE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjicDOFLGAV9BuBBBvL7wvT1M1AO3ITqv3TWQDLcI_QhLwzMErxJkhMYOLQxjaQlvHVOCk8Q6GgOYqXmGVV7-v1GwTfilMpk2FvlUD498dTdTD1edtUl9h_Fw1PlKos0_SJPlieBOZCvRmu/s1600-h/ClosingTheCircle.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290607639612102498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjicDOFLGAV9BuBBBvL7wvT1M1AO3ITqv3TWQDLcI_QhLwzMErxJkhMYOLQxjaQlvHVOCk8Q6GgOYqXmGVV7-v1GwTfilMpk2FvlUD498dTdTD1edtUl9h_Fw1PlKos0_SJPlieBOZCvRmu/s200/ClosingTheCircle.JPG" /></a><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Finally we learn what the Cylons mean by their refain, "All of this has happened before and all of it will happen again." The handful of remaining Cylons who have joined with humans and made it to Earth are awakened spiritually and the grand design becomes clear to all.</span><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)">The Raptor descends through the mist and sets down on soggy green earth at the edge of a large pond lined with trees. The Raptor shuts down and its door opens. It is still and silent all around as Roslin emerges and looks around. "This is the place," she says as Tigh and Anders struggle to haul the Hybrid out of the Raptor, her body in thick bag filled with milky fluid. "Quickly," Roslin motions as the all pitch in now and awkwardly haul the bag down to the waters edge and into the pond they go. Roslin gently unzips the bag and the Hybrid reacts as if feeling a great chill as the waters of the pond mingle with her fluid. The Hybrid begins to gasp and panic. "Put your hands on her," Roslin says pleadingly and Tigh and Anders do so. Together their touch calms the Hybrid and she adjusts to the water as they gently pull her into deeper water. The Hybrid's eyes become lucid and filled with color and health, "Lords of Kobol, I bind with this world now, as shall you." Roslin gently cries, Anders seems to take in the weight of the moment and Tigh seems a bit overwhelmed by it all. </span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)">They gently release her and the Hybrid sinks slowly beneath the water's surface. They stand there in the cool mist surrounded by silence for moment, realizing the finality of what has been done. First Tigh notices, then they all do, that emerging from the forest thicket around the lake are primitive people clothed in animal skins and carrying crude weapons. They head back to the Raptor, the forest people seem frightened and back away into the forest, not quite out of sight but almost - watching as Roslin, Tigh and Anders board the Raptor. </span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)">"It's for them that we do it," says Roslin. "They seem quite primitive here," Tigh says. "There seems to be less developed civilization in these northern latitudes - but this green island is where she chose."</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)">The Raptor door closes and the vessel powers up and takes off.</span><br /></span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-62614094721221445642008-06-22T18:11:00.001-07:002009-02-10T18:44:28.133-08:00LORDS OF KOBOL, HEAR MY PRAYER<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqMw6X9WtlpLM-9VMA3HiVHnocW-0wiWrzEPG5PjNihq-fkIEa5bb2yeGSZ7qyisSYN4W42nST88fkv57QKZnKUsATyfCkK6Olbiuy4PV-lrWbhhz-OCQb-cIK9J-6gz-o_mpeEc1f_gZ_/s1600-h/AdamaEntersOracle.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqMw6X9WtlpLM-9VMA3HiVHnocW-0wiWrzEPG5PjNihq-fkIEa5bb2yeGSZ7qyisSYN4W42nST88fkv57QKZnKUsATyfCkK6Olbiuy4PV-lrWbhhz-OCQb-cIK9J-6gz-o_mpeEc1f_gZ_/s200/AdamaEntersOracle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301365146518894786" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The remaining members of the Colonial fleet come to Earth. There are sad farewells, renewed life, and the foundation of Classical Age legends are born. </span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Adama seems overcome by the fumes which emanate from the ground as the acolytes lead him through the darkened lamp-lit corridors to the central chamber. The leave him at the arch to the room's entrance. He peers around and sees the red-robed figure of Pythia sitting on her tripod chair. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">"Enter and hear your fate he who is delivered by the gods to this world from another," Pythia intones with her words reverberating off the chamber's walls and trailing off.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Adama seems startled, even afraid, but he enters and stands before Pythia who's eyes now roll back as she begins to enter a frenzied state.</span> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The woman, the woman who looks like Roslin, the Greek beauty of the same age and bearing, she has brought him here.<br /></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">"You will understand my words in your own tongue."</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >She motions to the two remaining acolytes and they extinguish all torches except for one - a small bowl of burning embers resting on the floor. The acolytes leave and Adama is alone with Pythia. She begins a slow humming, a hypnotic resonance builds and she slowly whorls her head as she takes in the fumes. A slight tremor shakes the room and Adama is startled.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" >"This world is a place of convergence for the gods. Time and space fold together and the cycle starts again."</span><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimbc9aCyviaWvGUiQ4lkNzTwFV9vSpeKLDJeOL6DGyJvIGIacF2R9u52EqnDHNsat3XlbfNu0OR1k6KykfpeoRMELfymnTTdQcDML6CWHqEmXZmg9bnNMdx8_TankN8d7NT5dYpeJGoCvF/s1600-h/ApolloBurnsUp.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 167px; float: right; height: 74px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290623946520499522" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimbc9aCyviaWvGUiQ4lkNzTwFV9vSpeKLDJeOL6DGyJvIGIacF2R9u52EqnDHNsat3XlbfNu0OR1k6KykfpeoRMELfymnTTdQcDML6CWHqEmXZmg9bnNMdx8_TankN8d7NT5dYpeJGoCvF/s320/ApolloBurnsUp.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></span>radiihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06271430506982033059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868825620475799666.post-5255904723933996212008-06-22T18:02:00.000-07:002013-06-13T19:44:02.427-07:00LEGAL DISCLAIMER<span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: trebuchet ms;">WELCOME</span><br />
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