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I've been sent by Commander Adama to help you with the children.
A television camera. Primitive but fascinating.
What's going on here?
An $80,000 color camera, they took it apart.
You know, kids playing anything is a pure joy to watch.
Kid's got an arm like Nolan Ryan.
Okay, I gotta talk to you.
Now that I have your attention...
Well, hello, Miss Hamilton.
It's caught.
The great ship, Galactica.
Our home for these many years
we've endured the wilderness of space.
And now we near the end of our journey.
We have at last found Earth.
The Galactica continues to lead the Cylons away from the planet Earth.
But so far, our brother Council member, Xavier, who has turned outlaw,
continues to elude us.
Two of our most able warriors, Troy and Dillon, remain down on the planet Earth,
seeking a place where we can send our young to prevent their destruction,
in what we know will be an imminent and final Cylon battle.
With each day, it becomes increasingly difficult
for our children to live as Earth's children.
Being accustomed to a much denser gravity causes them to display super skills
that are jeopardizing their ability to blend in down on Earth without detection.
Still, they must try.
Surely they face imminent destruction out in space.
These are the coordinates.
There she is. Wonder what this sudden, urgent mission is all about.
Captain Troy. Lieutenant Dillon.
Lieutenant Nash.
I thought your squadron was on battle alert.
Why were you sent?
I was told to bring this ship to you so that you could carry out your mission.
Oh, yes, our instructions were most vague.
We've been using the scrambler.
I can't understand why we weren't given more information.
Nobody could have intercepted or decipher the Galactica's transmissions.
One person could.
Xavier.
Dr. Zee has confirmed his reentry into our present time frame.
Troy, I've been waiting for a chance to get my hands on him.
Well, now your chance has come.
Your orders are sealed into the computron.
Dr. Zee has programmed the coordinates
of Xavier's locations into the auto flight.
What about you? You'll be stranded here without the ship.
I'm supposed to watch the children until you return.
Very good.
It will make it much easier on them having somebody
with their background they can relate to.
Where can I find them?
They're with Jamie Hamilton. She's...
Ah, yes, Jamie Hamilton.
She's the Earth woman who has been so helpful to us in the past.
Where can I locate her?
She can be reached through the United Broadcasting Company.
Then don't worry. I will give the children extra special care.
We'll return as soon as possible.
I wouldn't count on it, Captain.
They don't really believe I can run a special detachment on this budget, do they?
Then why don't you just bust me?
I'm already grounded. You got me flying a desk for Public Relations.
The consensus is that I'm spending too much
of the taxpayer's money tracking down UFOs.
But that's your job, sir.
No, no.
They feel it is explaining things away as easily as possible.
Will there be anything else, sir?
No.
Jamie Hamilton, UBC.
She's the key to finding these two, whatever they are.
Lieutenant, I'm going to be out for a while.
I would rather not let anyone know.
As in, top secret?
You might say that.
Yes.
Now, be careful of the wires, okay?
Now, I want you to promise me you'll all be on your best behavior.
Those tour booklets will tell you all about how television works here on Earth.
That way you'll appreciate what you're going to see later on, on the tour.
How long will you be gone?
Not long.
But I do have a job. And if I don't show up, I'll get fired.
Don't worry, Miss Hamilton. We'll be fine.
I'll explain the basic rudiments
of Earth's transmission while you're gone.
Well, that will be just...
Wait a minute, how can you explain it?
This booklet you gave me. Well, I just read it.
You read the booklet in three minutes?
Never mind.
Just learn what you can and keep them busy till I get back.
Let me begin this seminar by explaining the working principles of what they call
a television camera.
Primitive but fascinating.
I think I can best explain its function to you by taking it apart.
Harris, take a camera team and cover the recall election down in the county.
Then after you button that up, move on down and pick up whatever pieces you can get
on the illegal alien situation down in the garment district.
What did he say about the aliens?
The illegal worker type.
People who cross our borders, try to work without official immigration papers.
Not the kind of aliens who land in flying saucers.
I got a report on a human interest angle that might make a nice story.
You remember Billy Eheres, the former National League bonus baby?
Apparently, his Casey's Camp for underprivileged children
is in some kind of financial trouble.
Chuck, why don't you go down and cover it?
Try to get a couple of shots of what he's trying to do
after you cover the Mayor's office.
Are you talking about a kids' camp?
Yes. I'm sorry, Jamie,
there's nothing Earth-shattering about this assignment.
A good reporter has to take the good with the bad.
I'd be more than happy to cover the children's camp story.
Okay, Jamie, you've got it.
All right, that does it, everybody.
Everybody, get to work and bring me back some good stories.
Jamie, you stay.
Note the extended use of solid-state electronic modules
and completely self-contained synchronizing generator.
Hey, what's going on here?
What in the world is going on here?
Just covering the basics of video transmission.
You're welcome to listen.
Jamie, I think it's time we had a little talk.
Talk? About what, Mr. Brooks?
About your running off on your own.
About your covering stories to which you haven't been assigned.
Things like terrorists and flying saucers.
And in each and every case, you disappear for a couple of days at a time.
A story doesn't always tell itself from nine to five.
Jamie, come on.
I haven't got time to exchange our philosophies of journalism.
Look, do me a favor.
Go up to that camp and get that story.
At least I know you can't get into trouble on this one.
You called, chief? Hi, Hal.
Oh, hello, Hal. Hi.
Jamie, I want Hal to work with you on this one.
You're going up to see Billy Eheres.
Jamie, I don't know if you know this.
Billy Eheres had the potential to be one of the greatest baseball players ever.
I think a lot of people would be interested in hearing about him again.
Right.
After I make one stop...
Uh-uh-uh.
N-O.
You're to go right to the camp.
You do not stop.
You are not to pass Go. You are not to collect $200.
And please, try to stay out of trouble.
I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Brooks.
Miss Hamilton,
I am afraid that you are in a lot of trouble!
As you can see, it reproduces Starla's image
by painting a picture of her consisting of lines.
Five hundred and twenty-five lines, to be exact.
One on top of the next, starting at the top of the picture and working down,
so the lines have reproduced the light and dark areas of Starla's face.
There, there they are.
And one of your reporters is responsible for them.
Wellington, what are you doing with this equipment?
Explaining it. You said to do that.
I did not say to ruin it.
Ruin it? Who ruined it?
You did.
An $80,000 color camera, they took it apart.
Every last screw.
Jamie, what is the meaning of this?
Well...
Where are all the pieces? Where did you hide the camera?
It's right here.
Nonsense. The pieces were all over the place.
Yes, but...
But you seemed so upset, we decided to put it back together.
We all did.
There was a number four.
We forgot a piece. Here it is.
Well, it looks like you've found your camera.
There's no way on Earth that this can be the same camera.
Could I see that?
That is camera four.
Is there a chance that some of your men might have been doing maintenance on it?
I suppose so.
The alternative is that these children took it apart
and put it back together again all by themselves.
Now, is that what you're suggesting?
I think we owe Miss Hamilton and the children a big apology.
No, that's okay.
Mistakes happen.
Jamie, now I understand why you were so anxious to cover the camp story.
But who are these kids?
I met them covering the pollution story at Paradise Valley.
They're orphans, and when you said camp for the underprivileged...
Okay, Jamie. Maybe this'll give them a nice day's outing.
Who knows, you might even be able to tie the two stories together.
I'd like to really see Billy Eheres' camp survive.
And this angle, I like it. The orphans, the underprivileged kids.
Hal, I want you to shoot me some great shots of those kids.
I'll put it on the 6.00 news on the human interest segment.
You got it, Chief, I'll make them a household item.
I want big faces, big faces of the kids.
Lots of close-ups, lots of action.
Oh, Lord.
Okay, Dillon, according to Lieutenant Nash we're supposed
to check our orders with the computron readouts.
All readouts are affirmative.
Computron places us on vector point 1060.
Prepare to transfer to automatic feed.
Preparing for transfer.
Here we go.
I wonder what Xavier has in store for us this time.
Let's find out.
Something's wrong. We're losing power.
Power decrease on all levels.
I don't have anything on malfunction status.
Unless our warning indicators themselves must be malfunctioning.
The computron should have taken over our flight pattern as programmed.
Maybe Dr. Zee made a mistake.
No, that's impossible.
Troy?
Prepare to switch back to manual control.
Ready. Manual control, now.
So much for that.
If she won't respond to automatic override,
she should revert to manual.
The function guard mechanism must not be working.
I'd better contact the Galactica and report our disposition.
Maybe they can tell us what's going on.
This is Galactica probe one on special mission.
Galactica here. Go ahead, Captain Troy.
The computron programmed by Dr. Zee is malfunctioning.
Malfunctioning computron? To what are you referring?
Dillon and I made contact with Lieutenant Nash as ordered.
We've embarked in his Viper.
That's impossible.
Lieutenant Nash is standing right here beside me.
Troy, there's only one other person who could have delivered a Viper to us.
Xavier.
Obviously you're in some sort of trap.
Commander, come in.
Captain Troy?
Troy? Dillon?
Dispatch a recon immediately.
Yes, Commander.
Full rundown confirmed status, Troy.
We're in trouble. We have complete power shutdown.
We're not burning fuel.
Oxygen is what we're going to need.
Estimates gives us approximately 24 hours at normal breathing capacity.
The man is totally evil.
And now he's managed to change his appearance.
We have been quite successful with our epidermal transformation.
It is possible to look like anyone.
I cannot understand what he hopes to accomplish.
If what you surmise is true,
Troy and Dillon are within Earth's gravitational pull.
Eventually they will orbit back into Galactica's range.
All he can gain is time.
Perhaps that is what he seeks.
He needs Troy and Dillon out of the way
so that he may carry out his nefarious scheme.
Troy and Dillon weren't even pursuing him.
The first mandate was to remain with the children and...
The children.
Xavier would not do harm to his own people.
He realizes he can no longer return to the Galactica, except as a prisoner.
I believe he would do anything to ensure his own freedom.
Including the use of our children as bargaining tools.
We can't even send other warriors.
Only Troy and Dillon know where they left the children.
We can do nothing.
Nothing but wait.
Be careful.
Hi there.
Well, what have we got here?
Oh, Mr. Eheres?
I'm Jamie Hamilton, from UBC. I phoned this morning.
Just Billy. Pleased to meet you.
So, who's the gang here?
Uh, friends. A group of orphaned kids.
I thought it would be nice for them to see your camp
and meet a few people their own age.
Orphans, huh?
Well, just don't stand here, kids, go soak up some of this atmosphere around here, huh?
Meet the other kids, huh?
May we, please?
Of course.
They're down there past those cabins.
Hey, wait a minute. Jamie, I'm not ready yet.
Oh, we'll have plenty of time for pictures, Hal.
I think more people are beginning to recognize the importance of sports.
I sure hope so.
At least that's why I opened this baseball camp.
Baseball camp?
I thought it was a camp for underprivileged children.
Underprivileged kids play ball, too, you know.
As a matter of fact, we've got a team going to the regionals.
We're counting on them to win, because if they don't, we're all going to lose.
What do you mean?
Well, see, this camp is run on donations, and if we have a winning team
we're going to have a lot of people supporting us.
But if we lose, well, interest is gonna drop off,
and unfortunately, so will the money.
Jamie.
Listen, Jamie, Mr. Brooks wanted pics of the kids.
Maybe they could play a few innings?
Any way we could get up a little game?
Hey, great. The team we're supposed to scrimmage with today come down with a flu.
- Good idea. - No.
Jamie, they're here to have a good time.
They don't know the game.
Why, where these kids come from, they hardly know what daylight is.
Wow, I'd like to keep them around here for a few weeks.
That's a wonderful idea.
Oh, wait a minute. Sorry, I got a team to take to the regionals, remember?
Maybe later, okay?
If there is going to be a team later.
Jamie, about these kids...
Oh, later, Hal.
Here we go. All right, Freddy-O!
Hey,
can you toss us our ball?
Hey, you, scout, how about the ball?
Go get it, Starla.
Is this what they want?
It's called a baseball.
General Abner Doubleday invented the game.
Well, you're going to throw it back or what?
Oh, no.
No, Starla, don't.
Okay, where's the ball?
I threw it. It landed over there beyond the trees.
The trees? They're over 300 yards away.
Wise guys, right?
Did I do something wrong?
Jamie, just a minute, please.
That kid just threw that ball half a mile.
No, no. It wasn't that far, it was probably an optical illusion or something.
Or something?
Kid's got an arm like Nolan Ryan.
What's going on?
The child is a genetic mutation.
A what?
It's a once-in-a-lifetime thing.
The kid can throw a ball through a tank at half a mile.
Fabulous.
Listen, I'm ready to roll. You just have that kid do it again, okay?
No, no, not yet.
I have this thing very carefully choreographed,
and I'll tell you when to shoot.
Yeah, but Jamie... Hal.
This could mean an Emmy.
Maybe even a Pulitzer Prize.
Trust me.
Right. You just give me the signal.
Well, what do you guys think, huh?
You like this place around here?
Uh-huh. Good.
How about throwing the ball around some?
- No. - Yes.
Looks like you've been out-voted.
I'll tell you what.
I'll meet you out on the field
and I'll show you how it's done.
Now, Jamie?
Oh, Hal, why don't you get set up in a good position?
Right.
Now, listen,
I want you to promise me you won't do anything to betray who you really are.
Which means we have to perform as complete muscular disasters.
Do we have to?
That's right.
Now, go out there and lose.
Isn't going to be easy.
None of this is easy.
Full rundown confirms status, Troy. We're in trouble.
We have complete power shutdown.
We're not burning fuel.
But we are using up oxygen.
My estimates gives us approximately eight hours at normal breathing capacity.
We should be able to increase that by 30% if we induce sleep mode.
Sleep mode? Shouldn't we continue to try and communicate to Galactica?
We'll take turns.
One of us will sleep while the other tries to make contact.
Hopefully, we'll orbit back into the Galactica's communication range.
And since I can't sleep anyway, why don't I take the first watch?
See you in about eight hours.
After all we've been through, to end up like this.
Wonder if anybody knows where we are.
Colonel Sydell.
What brings you here?
Well, I came here to see Jamie Hamilton.
I'm sorry, she's away on a story. Can I be of some help?
Well, possibly.
Does her story happen to involve either of the two men in this folder?
Oh, those terrorists.
No, not this time.
Just an ex-ballplayer who runs a camp for kids.
A camp for kids? Uh-huh.
Any scouts?
As a matter of fact, yes.
Well, those scouts are imposters.
Imposters?
Where is this camp?
Now, that's odd.
Why is that odd?
There was a man here earlier
and he asked the very same question.
No, no, don't be alarmed, Miss Hamilton.
Don't worry. As soon as I get my heart out of my throat, I'll be fine.
Who are you?
I'm Lieutenant Nash.
I've been sent by Commander Adama to help you with the children.
Why didn't you say so?
I thought you were Bigfoot or something.
Bigfoot? What is Bigfoot?
Never mind, it's not important.
You're here, that's important.
It is?
Oh, I've only got two hands and two legs and a dozen children.
Galactican children.
I'm beat.
Uh, tired.
I understand.
You do? Oh, good.
How're you with children?
I love children.
Very much.
Hi, I just wanted to thank you for everything.
And I'd like you to meet, uh, an acquaintance of mine.
This is...
Yeah, sure, sure. Yeah, sure.
Not a friendly sort.
Billy? Let him go.
But I just wanted to...
Well, I expect to reimburse him for the room and board.
Forget it. It's over. Save your money.
Bankrupt is bankrupt.
What? I thought it was all set.
I mean, aren't you going to the playoffs?
Half the team came down with the flu.
If we don't field a team, we forfeit.
Stratton, the guy who owns this land,
he'll sell so fast that we'll wake up tomorrow on somebody else's land.
But what about Billy's kids? They just get thrown out on the streets?
Yeah?
It's for you. It's a Mister Brooks.
Thank you.
Mr. Brooks, what a surprise. I didn't expect to hear from you.
Well, I didn't expect to hear from the Air Force either.
What did they say?
Not very much.
But then, neither did you, Jamie.
Did they say why they were looking for me?
Yes, the Boy Scouts.
Whom I'm now beginning to believe are not really scouts at all.
Jamie, obviously something more happened up at Paradise Valley than you've told me.
Mr. Brooks, Paradise Valley was just the tip of the iceberg.
The story I'm working on is of major proportions.
As you can surmise by the Air Force's interest.
Jamie, I can understand your keeping something of this magnitude under your hat,
but not from your own people.
Now, I'm prepared to offer you all the assistance I can
when Colonel Sydell gets there.
Colonel Sydell is coming here?
Yes, I had to tell him where you were.
Jamie, you left me in a very awkward position.
I'm sorry about that, Mr. Brooks. Thank you.
Jamie?
Colonel Sydell is on his way, so we gotta get out of here.
Colonel Sydell?
Commander Adama must have said something about an Air Force investigation.
Yes, of course.
Billy, I have to talk to you.
Hey, punk.
Look, is it all right if I want to be by myself for a while?
You haven't got the time. Tomorrow's the game.
There isn't going to be a game tomorrow.
Let my kids play.
Look, you're a nice lady, but you're crazy.
Let them show you what they can do.
You know what kind of training it takes to build even a second-strength team?
Never mind when it's going to the playoffs tomorrow.
What have you got to lose?
Okay, Starla, you wanted to throw the ball.
But you said...
Never mind.
Throw it.
How did you do that?
I don't know, but Starla can do it every time.
You know, with you on the team we wouldn't need anybody else.
What are we doing standing here?
Come on, let's get out of here.
Transferring emergency signal to Commander Adama.
Commander Adama here, transfer transmission to my quarters.
Commander, how good to hear your voice once again.
Who is this?
Surely you remember me?
Xavier.
And what diabolical plot are you weaving now?
Actually, I wish to bargain.
I will not bargain with you.
You declared yourself outside of our laws.
That's not true.
I simply disagree with the policies of that infantile wizard, Dr. Zee.
I will not be led by an adolescent.
What is your bargain?
The lives of Troy and Dillon and the 12 children.
And you say you are not mad?
Hear me out, Adama.
Or I place the consequences on your head.
I simply want my freedom to live in peace
here on Earth.
And where do you propose to live on Earth?
In the present? The past?
In whose kingdom or country? In what position of power?
That is my business.
Provided I obey the intergalactic laws.
I will have to consult with Dr. Zee and the Council.
What you ask, I cannot agree to alone.
I give you 10 Earth hours in which to agree. After that,
Troy and Dillon will be beyond help.
Lieutenant Dillon to Galactica. Come in, Galactica.
Please acknowledge, priority red.
Repeat. Lieutenant Dillon to Galactica.
Priority red.
No luck?
Troy, you still have another hour to sleep.
I just got a look at the oxygen supply.
Yeah, I know.
I'm afraid we'll exhaust it long before
we enter Galactica's communication range.
Why don't you sleep?
I gonna try to take the computron apart.
See if I can override what Xavier's done.
All right.
It isn't going to be easy going to sleep knowing I may never wake up.
Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the Southern Conference Regional Playoffs.
This is the final game that pits the Southeastern champion, Cougars,
against the finalist from the Southwestern conference, the Polecats.
The Southwestern champions are in the locker room.
We tried to interview them earlier, but apparently they are not very big talkers.
In fact, they are not very big at all.
But we're delighted to have with us
their very colorful and famous coach, Billy Eheres.
And Billy, I know so many of your fans want to hear from you
even though this isn't a big league situation.
Tell us about your ball club, if you will.
They certainly aren't as big as the rival Cougars.
What's your main strength?
The basic fundamentals, Bob. I like to stress the ABCs of baseball.
Now, was it four strikes and three balls or...
No, it was three strikes, four balls and three outs.
And nine players and seven innings.
And nine in the big leagues.
Mr. Eheres says we have to catch flies out in the field. What are they?
Disgusting. That's what they are.
There are too many reporters here.
This was probably a terrible mistake.
On the contrary, what better place to hide than in a crowd right in front of people?
Okay, kids. Have a seat, have a seat for a second.
Okay, I gotta talk to you.
Now that I have your attention...
Well, hello, Miss Hamilton.
You look terrified, Miss Hamilton. What is it?
Nothing. You just frightened me.
Look, I can't talk now.
Oh, yes, you can and yes, you will.
Sergeant, keep your eye on these children.
You'll have to watch the boys from the bleachers, Colonel.
They've got a game to play here.
A game?
Regional playoffs.
What is the Air Force interest here?
You have a statement of some kind to make to the press?
I think I can wait until after I've seen their performance on the field.
That could prove to be even more interesting.
Team, make me into a believer.
I want you to go out there and win that game.
Now, get out there on the double. Come on.
The Encino Cougars are already on the ball field now.
We're waiting now for the Southwest champions, the Polecats...
Hey, here they come right now.
The Southwestern conference champs are coming out onto
the playing field led by their coach, Billy Eheres.
Hup, hup, hup.
Teams are meeting at the plate now,
and we'll have the toss of the coin in just a few minutes.
They're not as big as we expected they'd be,
but from reports they're a tough little team.
Okay, kids, everyone but the captain, go hit the bench.
Hit the bench. Now, Lancer, get in there.
Hey, what are you doing?
Hey, what are they doing? Hitting the bench.
Just what he said to do.
It's okay, you can sit down now.
This is a brand new silver dollar.
You're the visitor, sport, so you can call it.
Brand new silver dollar. Thank you very much.
Is he kidding?
Give me back my money. Give that back.
There seems to be some kind of a misunderstanding
down on the field over the coin toss.
Hey, look. Currency.
What's the problem, ump?
If that kid doesn't give me back my silver dollar, you forfeit the game.
Give it back to him.
The umpire's discussion with the...
Now, listen, gang, this isn't gonna be easy.
And you're going to look a little foolish,
but the Air Force is watching us.
So you're going to have to go out there and lose again.
It's for your own good.
Playoff game between the Polecats and the Cougars.
And now, Wellington, you're batting first, all right?
Moonstone, where are you? You're batting next.
Stepping in the box now for the Polecats
is their leadoff batter, Wellington.
Pitcher, play ball.
Here's the lefthander's first delivery.
Strike one!
A strike swinging right over the inside corner.
Hey batter, I've got a better swing hanging from a tree in my backyard.
That's all right, Wellington. That's all right. Just watch that ball.
Okay, here comes the next pitch.
Strike two!
Strike two.
We're in the top half of the first inning.
It's just underway, in case you joined us late.
Here's the lefthander's pitch.
Strike three! You're out of there!
Strike three. One batter is out.
One away here in the top of the first inning.
Dillon.
I was hoping I'd wake up back aboard the Galactica.
The air is foul in here.
Xavier's managed to seal off the circuit.
There's nothing more we can do from inside here.
We have to get outside to the master circuits.
That kind of exertion will use up what's left of our oxygen supply.
We'll run out waiting.
Would you rather die just sitting in here?
No. I'm with you.
The Polecats have taken the field,
and here is the leadoff batter for the Cougars, little Frankie Lupo.
And it's hit deep to left field. It's going deep.
Out. It could be out of here, and it is! It's a home run.
Frankie Lupo hits the first pitch out of the ballpark...
Oh, no.
Oh, my, this could be a long afternoon for the Polecats.
You guys are a piece of cake.
Piece of cake?
. . Rounds third and headed home.
And the Cougars take a 1-0 lead.
Hey, Jamie, what's the matter?
Why's he choking? What's going on here?
I want to know what this is all about.
No, you don't.
Little Jeffy Frieley.
He gets a hole in one. This should be caught by the centerfielder.
No, don't catch it!
No, it drops in between.
Get up! Cover for him!
Here comes the throw. There's nothing on it.
...inside of the park home run.
This is not right.
They should have called you guys the Scaredy Cats instead of the Polecats.
I can only guess that the land developers that want my camp put you up to this.
You've done a great job of doing me in, not to mention all of my kids.
This isn't going to be easy.
It's going to be impossible.
We don't have the equipment to fix the damage done here.
This is Commander Adama to Xavier.
At the end of six innings,
the Cougars have a commanding 6-0 lead over the Polecats.
Go ahead, Adama.
I have considered your proposal, Xavier.
And after much deliberation...
You know that you really have but one choice.
Yes, and as hard as it is for me,
I must refuse your demands.
You realize you are condemning the children as well as Troy and Dillon.
If I concede to your demands,
then how often will you attempt to hold a similar threat over our heads?
I can only hope that you will see how useless it would be to harm these innocent people
to achieve your end.
You will never escape our justice.
Goodbye, Adama. You have condemned the children to death.
When the game is over, you will make sure that
every child moves directly to the bus.
Why?
To avoid the Colonel, of course.
Adama refused, didn't he?
So you know about that. All right. That's better.
If you value the children's lives and your own,
you'll do exactly as I tell you.
At the end of six innings,
the Cougars have a commanding 6-0 lead over the Polecats.
They've been in charge all the way.
And the Cougars are taking the field.
They build up that 6-0 lead and...
Okay, get in, boys.
Listen, Jamie, when the game's over, I'm going to stay behind.
The whole world's going to be out there taking pictures of the winning team.
Pictures?
Yeah, and those Cougars are going to be swamped by reporters.
You're right. The winners will be surrounded by people.
No better place to hide than in a crowd.
What?
Never mind, Hal. Don't count us out.
Oh, come on, Jamie. You're six runs behind and failing fast.
This game's not over to the very last out.
If there's going to be a team caught in a press crunch, it's going to be us.
We're going home winners. Right, Polecats?
Yeah!
We can do it. Give me a couple of seconds with the kids. A little pep talk.
Couple of seconds? You're going to need more like a year.
Now, listen carefully.
We have to win.
But you said...
Never mind what I said.
You have to win, and you're going to have to use all your skills to do that.
Now, I know it might not seem fair to those other kids,
but there's more at stake here than just a baseball game.
Come on, Scaredy Cats, chicken. Give up?
Good. We don't like that other team.
All right, let's go out there and win.
Polecats coming to bat now.
There's the pitch.
A sharp ground ball, it should be an easy...
Uh-oh, it's in the ground. The players are digging for it.
The official scorer has ruled it a base hit.
Now, this is your field, Jenkins.
Now, if your groundskeepers are building swamps, don't take it up with me.
Now, get off the field.
Just play ball.
The Polecats trying to make a comeback. The lefthander sets.
The batter squares away the bunt.
He does. Back to the pitcher. This should be an easy play.
No, he's beaten it out.
I have never seen anybody run that fast.
What we need now is a slugger.
Wellington.
Wellington?
Watch.
That's going to bring Wellington back up to the plate.
You guys can sit down. He couldn't hit a beach ball.
If I strike at a 43.6 degree angle
at a velocity of one centimeter per millisecond with a G Force...
The pitch, the swing, it's going, going, it's still going.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is the most amazing comeback
this reporter has ever seen.
It is a home run for the Polecats.
Lucky.
No, simple physics.
The Polecats are closing the gap.
That should bypass the main computron circuits, put us back on manual.
You hope. If not, it's been nice.
All right, we come into the seventh inning.
There's a base hit, and a run is scored.
The ball hit, and another run.
There's a bunt. He's going to beat it out, and scores another run.
The perfect sacrifice squeeze there.
Everybody's safe. Another base hit.
Another base hit for the Polecats.
The Polecats are making a ballgame out of it.
Are you ready?
As I'll ever be.
The Polecats, until now, have been playing like they had their head in the clouds.
But they have managed to overtake the Cougars.
The Polecats have taken the field,
and as we all know, defense is the weakest part of their game.
And they are going to be hard-pressed to try to protect that slim one run lead.
Yet a nice catch by the pitcher as the bat breaks in two.
Out!
Ooh, is there stuff on that pitch!
This ball is between the fielders, it's all the way to the fence.
The centerfielder picks up the ball.
Here comes the throw. What a throw!
Out!
He's out at the plate. A clutch throw by the centerfielder.
...stepping in.
The pitcher looks.
Here's the pitch.
A long fly ball to left field. It's going, it's going.
This should tie it.
The leftfielder leaps high into the air. It's caught.
We won!
He caught an amazing catch.
And the Polecats win it!
And the final score, the Polecats beat the Cougars nine to eight.
What a finish!
All right!
Gather the children.
That might prove to be a little difficult.
Very resourceful, Miss Hamilton.
We'll wait for them inside.
Stay with the children.
If we're gonna get to those coordinates
Adama gave us to Xavier's last transmission, we're gonna have to fly.
Say no more.
One more trick like that and I shall be forced to diminish you drastically.
Going some place, Miss Hamilton?
Oh, Colonel, what a wonderful surprise.
You do know why I'm here.
For the scout troop.
Yes.
The children will be ready to leave after the trophy's been awarded.
Miss Hamilton, I warned you.
Oh, Colonel, I think you should meet this man.
He wanted us to leave with him after the game.
Oh. Might I ask what your interest is?
That is no concern of yours.
Anyone who's interested in these special children is of interest to me.
I must insist that you leave, Colonel.
Must you?
I represent the United States govern...
Xavier, hold it!
Jamie, get down!
Hold it, you!
No, Colonel, don't!
Look out, Colonel.
Oh, no.
What about Xavier?
If we pursue him, we risk injuring others.
The important thing is that the children are safe.
Is he going to be all right?
With proper medical attention.
And Xavier got away.
Don't worry, we'll find him.
Jamie, we can't thank you enough.
You've done a wonderful job.
I just never want to see another ballgame as long as I live.
I don't understand why.
You said that the children were rather proficient at the sport.
Isn't that what one strives for here on your planet?
Proficiency, yes. Out of this world, no.
Hey, hey, the ball.
Come on.
I just hope they don't learn any other game.
Children, come on!
Hey, where are you going? Hey, the ball.
All right.
Oh, no.