"The Five are close," Caprica whispers, and Laura leans in, shocked. "I can feel them."
Gaeta's giving Kara attitude, on CIC, as they work their way through star charts. One looks familiar, but as Gaeta pissily explains, it's protoplanetary, nothing livable. "No ringed gas giants like you claimed you saw." She tells him, Lieutenant, that it's a fact, not a claim, and he accepts that, sir, if she says so, and she does say so, mister Gaeta, and what's his problem, and he doesn't have a problem, sir, he's just following orders. Which, I don't even get his mess right now, but anyway, speaking of orders, Kara orders him to stop being a dick, basically, and start helping her find Earth so people will stop pointing guns at her, and he refuses to stop being a dick, and just when you're positive this scene is going nowhere, Helo arrives and tells Gaeta to take a hike.
Tigh orders a jump down the line in the direction indicated by the Nebula, and Dee starts spinning the FTL, and Kara complains to Helo about how nobody believes her, and Helo tells her the best way to take care of that is to find the star system, and she whines about how it's a waste of time, but he doesn't understand she means that literally, that that's not how it's going to happen, so he explains how she shouldn't lose hope because this stuff sometimes takes months, and just when you're positive this scene is going nowhere, the Admiral arrives and tells Helo to take a hike.
"It doesn't work like that. It's a feeling. An intuition. I didn't use nav fixes to get there and back. When we were at that Nebula, it was so clear to me. But every jump we take farther away, the clarity fades. If we keep jumping like this, I won't be able to find our way back." Literally, that's what she says, and that's what happens. I think I would not be so offended by all of this if the words themselves weren't so darned unlikely. Nobody ever talked like this in the history of the universe. It's a brilliantly structured episode and it's really fun to watch, it's an A episode, but damn if there's not some unnecessary George Lucas stink around the edges.
"The President's adamant." (See? The resident president's adamant and assonant and carries a laminate. If you're having trouble writing convincing human dialogue, find some humans and ask them. This is why people hate fucking science fiction and can't explain why, this stuff right here, because it hits your ear wonky and makes no emotional sense and takes you out of the story. The point is to get us past the spaceships and alien robots, not to point them out all the time. You know?) "We're gonna continue on the course laid out by the Eye of Jupiter."