[Referring to a lighter which Adama has just given him to bring him good luck on his upcoming nearly hopeless mission]
Apollo: Dad, I'll bring it back.
Adama: You better or I'll kick your ass, it's a good lighter.

[Romo Lampkin is brought in for Adama's "trial"]
Tom Zarek: The Admiral is charged with treason, desertion, giving aid and comfort to the enemy, and gross dereliction of duty. The punishment for these crimes is death by firing squad. [looks at Lampkin]
Romo Lampkin: Well, I'm not a very good shot.

[Roslin addresses the fleet]
Roslin: Women and men of the fleet. This is your president. We have come to a crossroads in our long and painful journey. Of all the decisions that I have had to make since assuming the presidency, none was more frightening or more difficult than agreeing to this alliance with the Cylons. But we have come to a crossroads in our long and painful journey. Cylons and humans have been at war for generations; we know nothing else. And we have been locked in a struggle that has seen both sides suffer unspeakable loss. But with our supplies running low and our options limited, our former enemies may represent our last, perhaps our only hope. To those in the fleet and in Galactica who would reject this alliance, I am asking you. No, I am begging you to reconsider and place your trust back in those who have brought you this far, and to reject those traitors who would use your fear of the Cylons to destroy Colonial civilization a...

[Roslin and the representatives of the breakaway fleet are discussing whether Galactica can become a threat to them.]
Tom Zarek: : We're not entirely defenseless. Some of our ships are armed. We should take steps to arm the others just in case.
Apollo: Just in case we want to commit suicide. If Galactica wants to take us down there's nothing we can do about it. Nothing. And nobody in this room should be under any illusions on that count.

[Roslin changes Baltar's bandage]
Gaius Baltar: Laura. There's been something I've been meaning to say to you. I wanted to thank you.
Laura Roslin: For what?
Baltar: Essentially, for not murdering me. That can't have been an easy decision to make. But I love living. I love living, and I wanted to thank you for saving my life.
Roslin: I wouldn't be so grateful if I were you. You should know that I told the Admiral that if D'Anna doesn't back down, he should blow the ship to pieces.
Baltar: You what?

[Roslin is trying to control her pre-debate giggles.]
Adama: You just have to really try to think about something serious. That always helps, right?
Roslin: Like what?
Adama: Well, like, uh... [they look at each other and crack up laughing]

[Roslin sits alone on the floor; she calmly lights one page of a book on fire and begins turning the rest of the pages into the flame one by one. Admiral Adama enters]
Adama: We've gotta do something. Morale's going down the toilet. [sees the book] What are you doing? [realizes what the book is] Pythian prophecy. [sits down beside Roslin] Cottle told me that you didn't show up for your Doloxan treatment.
Roslin: [flatly] That's right.
Adama: Do you wanna tell me why?
Roslin: I didn't feel like it.
Adama: You're gonna reschedule.
Roslin: I don't think so.
Adama: Laura, you need your treatments.
Roslin: No, I don't.
Adama: What are you doing? Are you just gonna lie down and quit? You're the one who made me believe in this-
Roslin: You shouldn't have listened to me. When the Cylons first attacked, you should've held your ground and kept fighting. Because I was wrong. I was wrong about everything. And all those people who listened, and they trusted me, and they followed me, all those people... they're dead. [Adama reaches out to stop her burning the book, but she brushes his hand away] Don't. Stop. Stop. [breaking down] Don't touch me. Just go. [Adama walks out of the room] Burn. Just burn.

[Roslin tries to convince Baltar to resign the Vice Presidency.]
Roslin: You saved my life. And I'm grateful. But I sense that there is some unease in you about assuming the presidency, and I'd like to offer you an out.
Baltar: You what?
Roslin: Resign. Return to your scientific work o­n Galactica. No o­ne will question your motives. You can consider it a second chance, like the o­ne you gave me.
Baltar: Charming.
Roslin: Doctor. This is a o­ne-time offer. I suggest you reconsider.
Baltar: You know, Madame President, I've never been particularly interested in politics. I never wanted any lofty position of power. I never wanted to be the Vice President. That is, until this very moment. Because right now, I can't think of anything I want more.

[Roslin visits Baltar in the brig after he is accused of treason.]
Roslin: I want to believe you. I want to believe that I haven't made such a profound error in judgment in trusting you, in asking your advice. But here's where we are, Doctor. If anyone can be a Cylon, and it's hard to tell us apart then we o­nly have o­ne thing left to trust. Our instincts, our feelings. And the moment they told me it was your face in the photo I knew I believed it. I believe you were involved in the attack... somehow. I feel it.
Baltar: You'll forgive me, Madam President, if I don't wish to be executed based solely o­n your gut feeling.
Roslin: May the gods have mercy o­n your soul.

[Roslin, Adama, Tigh and Helo are discussing destroying the hub]
Roslin: Imagine, once they're gone they can't come back. Mortal enemies.
Helo: Before we blow the Hub we need to get a team in, to unbox D'Anna.
Tigh: Well no, maybe we just don't. Maybe we just forget the godsdamn Boxing Facility.
Adama: Lie to the rebels?
Tigh: Well, they're lying to us!

[Roslin, Baltar, Admiral Adama and Colonel Tigh discuss what to do with the hybrid baby.]
Roslin: If the baby does survive, the question is -- what do we do with it?
Baltar: Do? What are you suggesting? That we throw it out of an airlock?
Roslin: I don't make suggestions, Mr. Baltar. If I want to toss a baby out of an airlock, I'd say so.

[Scene on New Caprica]
Laura Roslin:[walks over to Adama] Didn't expect you to find you playing in the sand.
Adama: It's not sand it's alluvial deposits, this used to be the river mouth.
Laura Rosiln: And you just had to take off your shoes and play in the alluvial deposits. How romantic.

[shaking hands after a presidential debate]
Baltar: Not your night, I guess.
Roslin: Why don't you go frak yourself?

[Sharon explains what happens to Cylons after they die - specifically, the Number Six that Starbuck killed.]
Sharon "Athena" Agathon: Her consciousness is being downloaded into another body right now. And when she wakes up, she'll tell them exactly where we are.
Helo: She's right. We can't stay here.
Starbuck: She's right, huh? Sharon the Cylon is right. Let's all just listen to Sharon the Cylon, do whatever she says, 'cause that's a good idea.

[Six and Three are talking about Boomer-Eight's resistance to her Cylon psychology]
Number Three: Caprica, you don't understand. She really needs your help. If we don't turn her around soon, there's talk of boxing her.
Caprica-Six: Putting her memories in cold storage? You can't be serious.
Virtual Baltar: [sardonically] Well, that's a charming way to deal with emotional problems! One might almost call it inhuman. Oh, that's right, you are!