It’s funny. You know. I.. uh….I remember when…uh… I told you that if I found out that you were a Cylon I would put a bullet in your head … some frakker beats me to it and all I can think about is how I can get you back. Human. Cylon. It doesn’t seem to matter. I just wanted you back. Because you’re just Sam. You are my Sam.
Spins and turns, angles and curves. The shape of dreams, half-remembered. Slip the surly bonds of earth and touch the face of perfection - a perfect face, perfect lace. Find a perfect world for the end of Kara Thrace.