DOES YOUR LOVE HURT AS MUCH AS MINE?
In Caprica’s jail cell.
Lampkin [Baltar's attorney]: I understand that you had a romantic relationship with my client.
Caprica: Gaius Baltar is a brilliant, gifted human being. In the time I’ve known him, he’s made a sport out of mendacity and deception. He was narcissistic, self-centered, feckless and vain. I’m the one who should have stabbed him.
President Roslin: [watching the interview behind the glass] Things are looking up.
Lampkin: Love. A precocious evolutionary move, fashioning cylons to be capable of experiencing it. I don’t know if it was engineered as a tactical imperative, but it’s not for the faint-hearted, is it?
Caprica: No, it’s not.
Lampkin: Maybe you should have been nicer to your mechanic. Well, perhaps cylon love is not the same as human love. Perhaps it’s designed to hurt a little less.
Caprica: How would you know?
Lampkin: I loved a woman. Beautiful, beautiful woman... But so serious. This frowning face trapped in the middle of a daisy. She had a way of walking. Processional. As if she were on her way to her own execution. We had ten years. Then it fell apart under its own weight.
Caprica: Is that what you wanted?
Lampkin: I thought that if I could get over her, I could get over anything. I could endure, conquer, be a man. Stand up to any and all kind of punishment. I clung to an empty, spinning bed for months. And that... That is when I finally realized how much I loved her. ...If I needed all that strength, what was the point? I needed to be with her.
Caprica: Did he... ask about me? Gaius?
Lampkin: He wanted to know if you were well. He wanted you to know that he misses you. Loves you. And because he can’t be here to tell you, he gave me this to give to you. [places a pen on the table] He uses that at the risk of grave reprisal to express his feelings, to put his world into some kind of recognizable order. To be heard. He kept it hidden because he knows he will not get another. [Caprica picks up the pen] He wants you to have it... because without you it has no meaning. He wants you to have it because he would do anything – anything – to be with you again.
Caprica: Well that’s a shame, isn’t it? [puts down the pen] Since they’ll never let me keep it.
Lampkin: You understand that your days are owned and tallied by these people. The ones out there, watching us. I think you realize what’s likely to become of you. I couldn’t help you if they paid me ten times what they offered me for Baltar. You won’t get a trial. Not even a bad one. So, I have to ask you... does your love hurt as much as mine?
Caprica: ...Yes.
President Roslin: I feel like part of our world just fell down.
Lampkin [Baltar's attorney]: I understand that you had a romantic relationship with my client.
Caprica: Gaius Baltar is a brilliant, gifted human being. In the time I’ve known him, he’s made a sport out of mendacity and deception. He was narcissistic, self-centered, feckless and vain. I’m the one who should have stabbed him.
President Roslin: [watching the interview behind the glass] Things are looking up.
Lampkin: Love. A precocious evolutionary move, fashioning cylons to be capable of experiencing it. I don’t know if it was engineered as a tactical imperative, but it’s not for the faint-hearted, is it?
Caprica: No, it’s not.
Lampkin: Maybe you should have been nicer to your mechanic. Well, perhaps cylon love is not the same as human love. Perhaps it’s designed to hurt a little less.
Caprica: How would you know?
Lampkin: I loved a woman. Beautiful, beautiful woman... But so serious. This frowning face trapped in the middle of a daisy. She had a way of walking. Processional. As if she were on her way to her own execution. We had ten years. Then it fell apart under its own weight.
Caprica: Is that what you wanted?
Lampkin: I thought that if I could get over her, I could get over anything. I could endure, conquer, be a man. Stand up to any and all kind of punishment. I clung to an empty, spinning bed for months. And that... That is when I finally realized how much I loved her. ...If I needed all that strength, what was the point? I needed to be with her.
Caprica: Did he... ask about me? Gaius?
Lampkin: He wanted to know if you were well. He wanted you to know that he misses you. Loves you. And because he can’t be here to tell you, he gave me this to give to you. [places a pen on the table] He uses that at the risk of grave reprisal to express his feelings, to put his world into some kind of recognizable order. To be heard. He kept it hidden because he knows he will not get another. [Caprica picks up the pen] He wants you to have it... because without you it has no meaning. He wants you to have it because he would do anything – anything – to be with you again.
Caprica: Well that’s a shame, isn’t it? [puts down the pen] Since they’ll never let me keep it.
Lampkin: You understand that your days are owned and tallied by these people. The ones out there, watching us. I think you realize what’s likely to become of you. I couldn’t help you if they paid me ten times what they offered me for Baltar. You won’t get a trial. Not even a bad one. So, I have to ask you... does your love hurt as much as mine?
Caprica: ...Yes.
President Roslin: I feel like part of our world just fell down.
PATATES.
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baya iyi lan!
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B)
...
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[photo]
d.
çok net yazarım.
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asgafdjandbkeba
d.
bugün bi körler sağırlar yaptık galiba?
hem de sb falan sanatlısından :p
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bize yakışanı da bu ;)
d.
hahaha fakat bu pathetic bi tat verdiğimiz gerçeğini değiştirmiyor ^.^
s.
bize yakışanı da bu?
d.
ahahshahshsj
s.
ohaaaa
baya iyi lan!
d.
B)
...
s.
[photo]
d.
çok net yazarım.
s.
asgafdjandbkeba
d.
bugün bi körler sağırlar yaptık galiba?
hem de sb falan sanatlısından :p
s.
bize yakışanı da bu ;)
d.
hahaha fakat bu pathetic bi tat verdiğimiz gerçeğini değiştirmiyor ^.^
s.
bize yakışanı da bu?
d.
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