03x13 - Taking a Break from All Your Worries

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Previously on Battlestar Galactica...

We all made sacrifices.

Is that so?

Yes, that's right.

Then how come some Cylon-lover is holding down my post?

Hera's alive, I'm her mother, and I'm going to get her.

I'm begging you to do this.

You've put the entire fleet in jeopardy.

Are you aware of that?

I'm not a traitor.

I did what I thought was right.

She'll get Hera.

Let's go.

Whoa, whoa! Hold your fire!

Get out of the way.

Throw that thing in the brig.

I demand my rights as a Colonial citizen to legal representation and full due process.

Do you?

So what happens next?

We give him his trial.

Do they really think they can squeeze more civvies onto the starboard hangar deck?

That's why Helo was transferred down here to manage the civilian refugees.

Sir, we've got the breakdown of the Thera Sita inhabitants coming aboard.

51 Sagittarons.

Oh, boy.

Helo may be overmatched down there.

So a pretty rough night last night, huh?

Hey, I said you didn't sleep so well.

Oh, stupid dream. Whatever.

So you're okay?

Yeah.

They're about to increase the population down there by 300 and you're okay.

Yeah.

I don't know where I'm gonna put 'em, but it's not like I'm walking around taking my own pulse.

I'm fine.

Hey, there he is.

If it isn't the Mayor of Dogsville.

Hey, cut him some slack, guys.

I hear you just got a new shipload of loyal subjects.

Helo, come here, come here.

Listen, I need a favor.

I have a date tonight with this ripped and ready nugget that I want to break in, you know, just right.

Think you could wrangle me up one of those cute little sexy cubicles you got down there?

Yeah, yeah.

We'll see you around, Helo.

Yeah, you guys know where to find me.

You're gonna check up on Hera, right?

Yes, babe, I'm gonna check up on Hera.

Okay. Love you.

I love you too.

Welcome aboard and keep moving.

We'll deal with your questions later.

Come on, people, I need you to keep moving.

Welcome aboard, but you need to keep moving.

I know, I know. We'll deal with your concerns.

Come on, keep moving, keep moving.

Welcome aboard Galactica, people.

My name is Captain Karl Agathon.

I've been assigned to look after your personal welfare.

We'll get to it soon. I need you to keep moving.

Where are you putting the Sagittarons?

Living arrangements haven't been made yet, sir.

I need you to keep moving. We want to be with our own.

You heard the man. Get your ass in motion.

Move!

I've got things under control here, Colonel.

Yeah, sure you do.

Excuse me, Ma'am, could I have a brief look at your son?

No, no, no, we're fine, we're fine.

We don't need a doctor.

I know, I know.

Look, we don't need a doctor.

We're Sagittaron. We don't believe in medicine.

It's all right, ma'am.

This is Dr. Robert. He's our civilian doctor.

He has nothing to do with the m*llitary.

We'll respect your traditions. You can trust me.

I'm Sagittaron. It's okay.

All right?

It's okay.

Okay?

Okay?

You feel that?

Would you open your mouth for me, please?

Open wide.

All right.

Look at this.

Okay, do you feel anything? How about here?

All right, that's enough.

Get your hands off me!

That's enough, that's enough.

Thank you very much.

Okay, settle down.

Sir...

Hey, you just keep your hands to yourself.

Okay, yeah.

Mike, you brain-dead card cheat.

You still owe me that drink.

Saul, get out of here now.

Well, you're in a good mood today.

Hey, Doc, I don't know, but some of these people they look, um...

Sick. Sick, yeah.

Medic!

Leave, Saul.

Yeah!

No, get your hands off my son.

I've got him. No! No!

Where are they taking him?

So, what have we got here, Mike?

Mellorak Sickness.

It originates in the kidneys and then rapidly att*cks the respiratory and the immune system.

It's nasty bit of business.

If you don't treat the first symptoms within 48 hours, it'll k*ll you within three to five days.

How contagious is it?

Well, it's not airborne, so we lucked out there.

It's spread through human contact.

Saliva, sexual intercourse, through the skin.

Right now it seems confined to the Sagittarons.

That's good. They're welcome to it.

It's obviously spreading down there where we were working.

It's curable?

Absolutely, yes.

A sh*t of Bittamusin and you're right as rain in a day or two.

And sedatives alleviate the symptoms.

But I don't know how long our stock of Bittamusin will hold out, so we should probably conserve it and only inoculate after the first symptoms show.

This is a civilian infection, Dr. Robert, so it's in your hands.

But I want Tyrol and the crew immunized before they get sick.

I don't need any down-time.

If we disinfect everything and stress hygiene, some people won't get sick.

And they won't need the medicine.

Then shouldn't we get everyone to the showers?

Especially the Sagittarons.

We should make an announcement.

No, no, we don't want to single them out any more than we already have to.

We'll have a riot on our hands.

Now, if it were up to me, I would say just get the Sagittarons settled and then deal with the civvies that have already arrived.

Well, at least you won't have to worry about having enough medicine for the Sagittarons.

Yeah, most of them are gonna refuse it.

People are gonna die.

For the last 3,000 years medicine's been the great curse.

That's because they're a bunch of stubborn, root-sucking jackasses holding on to traditions that are a thousand years old.

Drink this.

Stink enough for you in here?

Yeah, it's a really potent smell.

That's Burdock Root.

Sagittarons use it as a calmative.

Does it work?

Hell, I don't know.

They're all gonna die anyway.

Tell me there won't be a trial.

Gaius Baltar willbe tried for high crimes and treason.

A tribunal of judges will hear the evidence against him.

A verdict will be read. He will be found guilty.

And he will be finally held responsible for his actions.

If you can summon up a little patience as I have done, we will get through this ordeal.

Listen to me.

Baltar will get his trial.

And this is what you'll get.

A hurricane.

The media will descend on you and watch and scrutinize and question your every move.

You will have sectarian v*olence.

You will have assassination attempts.

You will have civil unrest on a scale we've never seen.

Work, labor, everyday routine in this fleet will come to a complete halt.

This trial... is going to bring this entire fleet down.

Mr. Vice President, we have a security plan in order, which includes rapid Marine deployment, increased CAP operations, security details...

A hurricane, Laura.

If I were you, I'd declare martial law during the trial.

You're gonna need a lot more than a little patience to survive.

I'm here if you need me.

Your best friend, your worst enemy.

I've never seen him like that.

He was truly frightened.

We are not sick.

The Sags brought the sickness with them.

Send them back!

Okay, sir, where do you suggest that I send them?

I don't know.

Figure it out.

Okay, your concerns have been noted.

We're gonna do the best we can.

Yeah, right you are.

Yes, can I help you?

My son is dead.

I'm sorry.

That's a Soma Braid, right?

You Sagittarons believe it's supposed to bring good health?

Look, I'm sorry, it's not enough.

If you don't treat the disease, it's fatal, okay?

This... this didn't have to happen.

Yes, it did.

He was k*lled.

No, ma'am, he d*ed. Okay?

He d*ed because he needed real medicine.

He d*ed because I made a mistake.

Okay. Okay, good, yeah.

And, please, tell the others.

I will.

I will tell them not to trust him.

They warned me about him, but I wouldn't listen.

I didn't want my son to die.

I took a chance. I went to Dr. Robert.

I let the doctor give the medicine to Willie.

Ma'am.... you waited too long.

Willie had been sick for less than 12 hours.

He was 19. He is dead.

That doctor k*lled my son.

They lost another one last night.

Yeah, Willie King.

No, a three-year-old girl whose parents refused to let me treat her.

Willie King's mother lost Willie King.

It's a shame. Boy was a goner.

You saw him when he came in here.

I mean, he was at least three days symptomatic.

You explained this to the mother.

Yes, of course I did.

I mean, what the hell am I supposed to say to her?

"Sorry, ma'am, "but if you would've just turned the corner

"a little sooner on your superstitious crap, we could've saved your son?"

Get your shirt off, would you?

Excuse me.

I'm gonna vaccinate you.

But I'm not sick.

I thought we were rationing.

You think I'm gonna wait until you're on your back for a day?

Who the hell else is gonna help me around here?

Okay, okay. Okay.

Oh, I talked to Tigh.

He was asking about you.

I told him you were doing a hell of a job.

I mean, I wouldn't wish this place on anybody.

Come on, you ready? Yeah.

This might sting a bit.

You're done.

Yeah!

Yeah! Come on!

All right, hands of stone, let me see what you got.

Put it in the hole, Marge.

Want to know my secret, Connor?

I pretend this thing is your face.

Hey, it's Mellorak Man. Everybody run.

Relax. The doc dosed me.

I hear it's pretty rough down there, huh?

Only if you're a Sagittaron.

Dying, you know. It just seems so senseless.

Yeah, well, you'll get no tears from me.

It's bad enough my g*ng's gotta sweat through their stench.

I have feeling one of these days we're gonna wake up in the morning, I'm gonna be really pissed 'cause we're out of meds

'cause those frakkoids saw the light and now we gotta share.

You gonna babble or sh**t?

My...

Yeah!

None of those religious freaks lifted a finger down on New Caprica against the Cylons.

Hey, Chief, knock it off.

Well, a lot of good resistance people lost their lives...

Hey, I said knock it off, all right?

Oh.

Sorry, Dee.

It's all right.

I have more of a reason to be mad at them then you do.

I amSagittaron.

And most of them are paranoid, pigheaded, and argumentative.

Yeah, well, they're sure making it miserable for Dr. Robert.

Medicine's an abomination.

It's a sin against the gods.

Physicians are spreading disease, because they refuse to acknowledge that the body...

There you go.

And the mind are myths.

Well, this body's no myth.

If I get sick, I'm going to see Dr. Robert.

You're not getting sick.

Anyone but Cottle.

Nearsighted bastard.

May as well use a spike instead of a needle.

So they're treating you well, then?

Yeah, well enough.

Take a while to get to the point, though, don't they?

Look, Six...

I want to thank you for what you did.

I'm still not sure why you did it, though.

Exactly.

What are we doing here?

How could you possibly throw yourself on the mercy of these people?

And now you're here.

Yeah.

Look, your best chance of survival is to work with them.

And that means to help them expose Baltar for his crimes.

Look, I gotta go.

So, um, I'm gonna look into... some clothes for you.

Please... take care of yourself.

Hey.

Thank you for the visit.

To have some company.

Thank you.

Yeah, I care about you.

Do you think any of them care about you?

I imagine they don't.

So what are you doing here again?

I'm still trying to figure that out.

So you're here to save him, are you?

I told you I don't know.

You are here... because you want to be human.

But there's a trick to being a human.

You have to think... only about yourself.

Okay, what do you think she's doing now?

I don't know.

Like she's talking to something or someone.

I don't know. I've seen her do it before.

You're not gonna k*ll any more of us!

Stay back! Get him!

That's him, he's the one!

Dr. Robert, he m*rder*d them!

He's trying to k*ll us!

Get back! Stay back!

Stay back!

Get off of me! Stay back!

Everybody back! Step away!

Get off him now!

Move back, move back! Move back!

Back away now!

He k*lled my father!

I tried to help him, you ignorant fool!

Okay, get behind me.

So you immunized the old man, but he still d*ed?

Buckminster and his father are fundamentalists.

What made them change their mind about getting immunized?

Change their mind?

Who said they changed their mind?

I administered the Bittamusin on my own.

Without their consent?

Look, it was the middle of the night.

I was doing my rounds, and the old man was screaming in pain.

I mean, what was I supposed to do?

Okay, I don't understand. Aren't we rationing?

It was well after the 48 hours.

Yeah, that's right, but it's not exact.

Everybody's different.

Okay, he was marginal.

Look, I'm not gonna sit here and apologize to you for doing my job.

Now, I got two Picons down there that are starting to show symptoms.

Now I'm gonna go treat them if it's all right with you.

The doctor's version of when he administered the drug greatly differed from that of Mrs. King.

Who?

The woman, King.

The one I told you about, Mrs. King.

Her son showed symptoms.

She immediately took him to Robert for treatment.

The boy still d*ed.

In the other case Robert treated a Sagittaron without the man's consent.

Well, that's something we probably should've done to all of them in the first place.

This disease would've been gone by now.

The only reason we didn't is we're trying to respect the customs of the Sagittarons.

But that's the point. He didn't respect them.

Sir, people could be dying under Robert's care.

People under my care every day.

It goes with the damn job.

k*lling doesn't.

k*lling?

You are way out of line.

Micah Robert deserves better than this.

Even if I'm wrong, even if he isn't treating some of these people unethically, I'm concerned he's created a situation down there.

It's bad.

Captain...

I have the former President of the Colonies sitting in a prison cell, and a Cylon woman is in custody, and a population that would love nothing more than to tear both of them apart.

My ship is overcrowded, and I have an epidemic on my hands.

Now, the question is... are you capable of doing your job?

And are you going to stop making these unfounded accusations?

Are you?

Yes, sir.

Dismissed.

Frak, frak, he's never gonna listen to me.

I knew it!

Agathon!

Why don't you knock it off, Helo.

Get your teeth out of the doc's ass.

It's not doing you any good.

With all due respect, sir, I think Micah Robert might be hurting people.

He is the only one who's had anything good to say about you in as long as I can remember.

You may as well take whatever credibility you have left and chuck it out an airlock.

You seriously want to stand up for these crazy frakkin' people?

What is it with you?

You just like being on the outside looking in, don't you?

I don't quite know what you mean by that, sir, unless you're referring to my wife... again.

Mike Robert is a stand-up guy.

A Caprican, one of our own.

A man I can trust.

On New Caprica, he worked withthe resistance.

He patched up my eye.

He fought the enemy.

While you were snuggled up in bed with your Cylon wife every night...

Unh! Colonel!

It's all right! Move along!

You okay?

So... you dogive a frak what your friends think.

Good for you! That's how it should be.

But you know what?

I give a frak too.

About friends, about loyalty.

You keep soiling Mike Robert's good name, and we are gonna finish this.

How's that sound to you?

You better have the doc take a look at that hand now.

Sorry, you're gonna have to wait.

Excuse me, excuse me.

15 minutes, people.

I'll be back in 15 minutes, I'm sorry.

Right now, right now!

Excuse me, excuse me.

Sir, get your hands off me.

Sharon!

Helo!

What's going on? How's Hera?

What do you mean how's Hera?

She got sick about an hour ago.

They pulled me off CAP.

What are you talking about? No one told me.

They sent her to Dr. Robert.

Okay, you know what?

I don't know if she needs this.

Hey, this is serious. She could die from this.

All right, here we go, here we go.

It's all right, look at this.

Look at this. Here, here's your toy.

Good girl, good girl.

Now, these are a sedative in pill form.

Just give her a half every six hours.

Just crush it up. Okay.

Okay?

And she'll be okay, though?

And she'll be fine. You can take her home.

Thank you, Doctor. Okay.

Bye-bye!

All right, bye-bye.

We're going. Say bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

She'll be fine.

All right?

Okay.

Oh, um, listen.

Would you give this to Mrs. King?

This is... it belonged to her son.

I know she'd want it back.

Okay.

Hi.

Dr. Robert gave me this to give to you.

He gave you this. Huh.

How is your daughter?

She's fine, thanks.

Good.

Mrs. King, please.

I need to ask you something.

If you thought Dr. Robert was dangerous, why let him treat your son?

I mean, you said you were warned.

I couldn't believe anyone could have that much hate inside of them.

But you understand how some of this doesn't add...

I am through talking.

Talking isn't gonna bring Willie back.

I think you should leave now.

Mrs. King, I...

I'm sorry.

You seem angry.

I'm not, I'm just...

Work.

It's okay that you hate your job.

It's okay to admit it too.

It's not the job!

I know the job sucks!

I don't need to be reminded of it!

Okay.

Then what is it?

Look... it's what I see every day, okay?

It's hard to not see it.

See what?

Talk to me, Karl.

I don't know. I keep doing it.

You know, I keep doing it.

I keep ending up on the wrong side of everything.

You know, maybe Tigh's right.

Maybe I want it that way.

What if I'm flying a desk not because I'm good at it, not because I'm the right guy for the job, but because it's the right punishment for the guy who crosses the line and everybody knows it?

Maybe I belong in Dogsville.

So you're saying...

Just leave it.

What does that mean, "Just leave it"?

It means it's your job to manage these people, Helo, and you've just got to do it.

Yeah, you know what?

You're right.

It's me.

It's all in my frakkin' head.

I didn't say that.

Where are you going?

I don't know.

Doc?

You ought to try a bed, Helo.

You'll get more sleep that way.

He's k*lling them. It's right here.

You get your righteous ass out of here right now before I have The Old Man lock you up and throw away the key.

No, listen to me.

He k*lled them on New Caprica.

Look.

Guy goes in for a cough.

He dies of heart failure.

Here, see for yourself.

This one, woman had simple appendicitis.

She d*ed on the operating table.

Of the Picons he treated, 12% of them d*ed.

Capricans... Oh, he likes Capricans.

The mortality rate was 6%.

Sagittarons, 90%.

90% of the Sagittarons d*ed while in his care.

I am not going to listen to this, do you hear me?

That man has his hands full down there.

He's singling out Sagittarons!

That doesn't bother you?

What exactly... Doctor, that doesn't bother you?

What exactly is he doing?

I don't know. I'm not a doctor...

Well, now that's the first sensible thing you've said yet!

Listen to me, I don't think he's giving them the medicine.

Something, he's doing something!

My gods, you're not gonna let it go, are you?

Please, can you do an autopsy on Mrs. King's son to see how he d*ed?

I'll let it go. I will, I promise.

I will let it go. Just check.

I did.

I checked King's son.

Mellorak Sickness.

He had Bittamusin in his system.

All right, now, that's it.

Now, you just leave it and get out of here!

Hey, Doc?

I don't really feel so good.

Think I could get some of that Bittamusin?

Who is it?

Hey, Hera. It's okay.

Mrs. King?

Your friend, the solider, Dualla, she's sick.

She went to the doctor.

She went to the doctor... Hold up, slow down. What?

You listen to me.

We lost two more tonight.

Sagittarons who let that m*rder*r treat them.

You have to do something.

Excuse me, what is she doing here?

Ma'am, you're not supposed to be here.

Let's go now.

Sorry, Captain.

Frakkin' refugees.

I don't know how she snuck through.

Good morning, sir.

Don't.

Don't even think it.

Sharon, it's Dualla.

Dualla went down there.

She has a husband.

Yeah, and he's out flying CAP.

She'll be fine.

She'll take her meds. She'll be fine.

You know what's all over the ship?

You and the Sagittarons.

How you might actually be listening to them.

That's my job.

They're dying because they're refusing medication, Karl.

You want me to look the other way, is that it?

Is that it?

Our daughter's fine, that's all that matters?

No! Or is it because as long as everyone hates the Sagittarons they'll forget you're a Cylon for five minutes?

You shut the frak up.

Yeah, I want you to look the other way.

I have to fight every single day on this ship to be accepted.

This has nothing to do with you!

Okay?

You think that's who I am? That's what I've become?

That's my defining characteristic?

The guy married to a Cylon?

This guy's dirty.

I think he's a liar, and I think he's k*lling people because he's a r*cist son of a bitch.

Make a hole! Make a hole!

Get out of the way!

Get out of the way, get out of the way!

Dee?

Dee.

Dualla?

Dualla.

No.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Dualla! Hey!

Oh, hey!

What are you doing down here?

I had Dr. Robert...

He gave me something.

It kicked the frak out of me.

Where's Lee?

We're gonna go see him. Come on, come on.

I gotta take you to Cottle.

No.Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on.

He's got hands of stone.

I know, I know, come on.

Hey, hey, what the hell are you doing here?

She's coming with me.

No, she's not.

She's in no condition to go anywhere.

I'm taking her to Cottle just to be sure.

What do you mean be... Hey, get the hell out of here!

Get the frak out of my way, Doctor, now!

Come on, Dee, come on.

Security!

Agathon, he's lost it.

I don't know, he's hurting one of my patients.

You poisoned her. I'm taking her to Cottle.

Get the XO.

No, leave me alone. Not Cottle.

Please leave me alone.

Captain, what's going on, sir?

Leave me alone.

Captain!

I want to sleep.

Captain, she doesn't want to go!

We gotta go.

Sir, she says she doesn't want to go.

Get your hand off of me, Sergeant!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stand down or we'll fire!

Don't move, Agathon!

You stand down!

Get your g*n out of my face, Sergeant!

Cool it!

I don't know what kind of a crusade you're on or who you're trying to impress, but it seriously is not working.

You're k*lling them, Robert.

I know you're doing it!

Stand down.

Saul.

You told me he was a flake.

You didn't tell me he was danger...

Shut the frak up!

How is she?

She's been sedated, but she's okay.

Wait a minute. You don't believe him, do you?

He's seriously delusional. He needs help.

Yeah, and we should've given it to him.

Doc?

I didn't check Willie's blood until a couple of hours ago.

I was exhausted, and I'll admit the Sagittarons annoy the hell out of me.

And I didn't want to go against my colleague.

But you were right about the records, Helo.

There was no Bittamusin in the King boy's body.

He d*ed, because it was too late.

No, he didn't!

He d*ed of acute cell destruction.

He was injected with a toxic bisphosonate.

Now, obviously you got a wrong reading here.

Now, I don't know what else these people...

No, the old man, Mr. Buckminster, d*ed of the same thing.

There was no Bittamusin in his system.

You k*lled them, you sick frak.

You ought to be on your knees thanking me for saving your daughter's life!

For having the meds to cure her of her illness.

Now, you know how painful this disease is at the end, and they don't want our help.

Now, why waste time and meds and space on them when all of those resources could go to those who really deserve it?

Who gets the medication when there's not enough to go around... the Sagittaron who won't even raise a finger to save his own race or a Viper pilot?

What the hell happened to "do no harm," Doctor?

Look, I intervened because someone has to make the tough choices here.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, because look at them.

They're gonna destroy themselves anyway.

Look at them, look at them out there.

They're like worms crawling on a hot rock.

Remember what you used to say, Saul?

Aside from a Cylon, is there anything that you hate more than a Sagittaron?

I'll tell you what I hate, Mike.

Being wrong.

Captain Agathon.

Sir?

Arrest this son of a bitch.

Gag him if you have to.

My pleasure, sir.

I didn't harm her.

Right, she's one of the good ones.

Sir, you wanted to see me?

Yes, Captain. Please sit down.

There's hate, and there's allowing hate.

Two sides of the same coin, really.

We're guilty of both.

Somewhere, we got lost.

You being the lone voice in the wilderness, we were bound to stay that way for a while.

This is my ship.

And I owe you an apology.

It's not necessary, sir.

All the same... you still have it.

That'll be all, Captain.

I feel gloomy.

Okay.

Oh my god.