bright light city

I'm thinking about going to school, finally, if Zenner keeps me that long. I guess I just can't keep holding my breath waiting for something bad to happen, right?

I - I would like, I mean, I demand an explanation! Where am I? Who is this Zenner Corperation? And more importantly, will someone please explain to me how it is that I seem to be on ... well.

On Earth.

Hey, can we talk? It's about this whole moving thing.

[Galactica Crew]

So, who else is happy about not being on that ship anymore? I know I'm happy to have a bed, a real bed, for the first time in for-frakkin-ever.

What the frak?

When did I get this tattoo? And where's the ship? Anyone out there?

No. This isn't possible. THIS ISN'T FRAKKING POSSIBLE! I'm Chief petty officer Galen Tyrol. I was born on Gemmonon. My father was a priest. My mother was an oracle. I've served on battlestars since I was frakking eighteen years old. I'm married to Callandra Henderson-Tyrol. My son is Nicholas Tyrol. I can't be a cylon. I can't.

What the frak?! Last thing I remember...

Where...what...when I get my hands on that motherfrakking skinjob bitch, I'm going to frakking kill her!