Take your piety and your moralizing and your high-minded principles, and stick 'em someplace safe

President Laura Roslin: If you're a Cylon, I'd like to know.

Commander William Adama: If I'm a Cylon, you're really screwed.

All right, that's it! No more Mr. Nice Gaius!

Adama: Morning, Starbuck, what do you hear?
Starbuck: Nothin' but the rain.
Adama: Grab your gun and bring the cat in.
Starbuck: Aye-aye, sir.

Bitch stole my ride.

[Starbuck's in the brig]
Apollo: What's the charge this time?
Starbuck: Striking a superior asshole.

There's a reason you separate military and the police. One fights the enemies of the state, the other serves and protects the people. When the military becomes both, then the enemies of the state... more

I'll tell you the secret to hangovers. Don't stop drinking.

Starbuck: Permission to speak off the record, sir?
Tigh: Granted.
Starbuck: You're a bastard

You know, everyone I know is fighting to get back what they had. I'm fighting because I don't know how to do anything else.