Goodbye My Love
From stardust_20
On this big finale day, let's celebrate BSG. If you see this on your f-list:
- quote the show
- and/or post a cap of one of your favorite scenes
Apollo: Hey, you see the note from the X.O.?
Starbuck: Yeah, I saw it. No way.
Apollo: Kara, everyone else-
Starbuck: I don't fly with stims. They blunt your reflexes, your reaction time...
Apollo: Come on, kara, gimme a break. Just-
Starbuck: Why are we arguing about this?
Apollo: I have no idea.
Starbuck: Neither do I. You're the CAG, act like one.
Apollo: What the hell does that mean?
Starbuck: It means that you're still acting like you're everyone's best friend. We're not friends, you're the CAG. "Be careful out there"? Our job isn't to be careful, it's to shoot Cylons out of the frakkin' sky. "Good hunting" is what you say. And now one of your idiot pilots is acting like a child and refusing to take her pills. So she either says "Yes, sir" and obeys a direct order, or you smack her in the mouth, and you drag her sorry ass down to sick bay, and you make her take those pills.
(Pause, then she snickers. He follows.)
Apollo: Well, I'm glad I'm not working for you.
Starbuck: Damn right you're glad.
Apollo: So do I have to smack you in the mouth, lieutenant?
Starbuck: No, sir, I'll take my pills. Oh, perfect. (takes them)
Apollo: Carry on.
Starbuck: Yes, sir.
Enjoy! Don't cry too much and we shall talk soon.
On this big finale day, let's celebrate BSG. If you see this on your f-list:
- quote the show
- and/or post a cap of one of your favorite scenes
Apollo: Hey, you see the note from the X.O.?
Starbuck: Yeah, I saw it. No way.
Apollo: Kara, everyone else-
Starbuck: I don't fly with stims. They blunt your reflexes, your reaction time...
Apollo: Come on, kara, gimme a break. Just-
Starbuck: Why are we arguing about this?
Apollo: I have no idea.
Starbuck: Neither do I. You're the CAG, act like one.
Apollo: What the hell does that mean?
Starbuck: It means that you're still acting like you're everyone's best friend. We're not friends, you're the CAG. "Be careful out there"? Our job isn't to be careful, it's to shoot Cylons out of the frakkin' sky. "Good hunting" is what you say. And now one of your idiot pilots is acting like a child and refusing to take her pills. So she either says "Yes, sir" and obeys a direct order, or you smack her in the mouth, and you drag her sorry ass down to sick bay, and you make her take those pills.
(Pause, then she snickers. He follows.)
Apollo: Well, I'm glad I'm not working for you.
Starbuck: Damn right you're glad.
Apollo: So do I have to smack you in the mouth, lieutenant?
Starbuck: No, sir, I'll take my pills. Oh, perfect. (takes them)
Apollo: Carry on.
Starbuck: Yes, sir.
Enjoy! Don't cry too much and we shall talk soon.