- [first lines]
- William Adama: Dear Dad, in your last letter, you questioned whether it's my responsibility to join this fight. The truth is we all became responsible the day we created the Cylons. We're the ones who let these robots become our servants, our trusted helpers and even our friends. We let them into our lives, only to see them repay our trust with a violent revolt against us. I know there's a lot of debate about why they hate us. But in the end, does it really matter? Kill the enemy or be killed. That's a reality. In a war where mankind's very survival hangs in the balance, it's up to each of us to make a difference. Being a pilot is the best way I know how to do that. Your loving son, William Adama.
- William Adama: Respectfully, sir, I signed on to kill toasters, not take naps. Just point me to my plane and I'll get started.
- Captain Diaz: All right, Ensign. I'm assigning you to the Weasel. She's right over there.
- William Adama: She's beautiful, sir.
- Captain Diaz: Not the Viper, rook. The bird behind her.
- William Adama: That old flying pillbox, sir?
- Coker Fasjovik: Poor bastard. Who the frak signs up for a third tour?
- William Adama: Hey, look, I'm sorry about your friend.
- Coker Fasjovik: He wasn't my frakking friend! He was an asshole. And he was worth 10 huskers like you!
- Dr. Becca Kelly: You're kinda young for a pilot. Are you any good?
- William Adama: That's what they tell me.
- Dr. Becca Kelly: You believe everything they tell you? Why don't we get going? Assuming this piece of shit can actually fly.
- Coker Fasjovik: They're not exactly going all out to make us feel welcome, are they? Reminds me of Colonial Day at my mother-in-law's.
- William Adama: You're married?
- Coker Fasjovik: Do you see a ring on my finger?
- William Adama: Excuse me, Captain? Captain Tornvald? Sir? Sir, I just wanted to say I've been following your record since you first joined the Squadron. Someday I hope the half the pilot you are.
- Deke Tornvald: I'll let you in on a little secret, kid. It's bullshit. All of it.
- William Adama: Ensign William Adama.
- Commander Ozar: As you were.
- William Adama: Squadron Victor-Alpha-42, Galactica. We brought Dr. Kelly here and I would like to volunteer our bird for this mission.
- Commander Ozar: How long have you been flying, junior?
- William Adama: This is my first op, sir. But my ECO and I have already taken out two Cylon SAMs and three Raiders.
- Commander Ozar: Three bandits? In a Raptor? That true?
- Coker Fasjovik: It's true enough.
- Commander Ozar: Well, thanks, son, but I think we'll go ahead and use one of our own birds on this one.
- Dr. Becca Kelly: Bill. You okay?
- Coker Fasjovik: Oh, is he okay? Welcome to the party. If that was your attempt at a rescue, you get an E for "effort" and an F for "frakking it up."