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(Down in the brig - Apollo walks in and salutes the guard. Starbuck is doing push-ups in a cell.)

Apollo: This seems familiar.

Starbuck: (getting up) Captain Adama, sir. Sorry I wasn't there to greet you with the rest of the squadron. Did they kiss your ass to your satisfaction?

Apollo: So, what's the charge this time?

Starbuck: Mmm. Striking a superior asshole.

Apollo: Ahh. I bet you've been waiting all day to say that one.

Starbuck: Most of the afternoon, yeah. (They laugh.) So how long's it been?

Apollo: Two years.

Starbuck: Two years? We must be gettin' old. Seems like the funeral was just a couple months ago. Your old man's doing fine. We don't talk about it much, maybe two, three times a year. He still struggles with it, though.

Apollo: I haven't seen him.

Starbuck: Why not?

Apollo: Kara, don't even start.

Starbuck: How long are you gonna do this?

Apollo: I'm not doing anything.

Starbuck: He lost his son, Lee.

Apollo: And who's responsible for that?

Starbuck: (shaking her head) Same old Lee. You haven't changed either.

Apollo: Zack was my brother.

Starbuck: What was he to me, nothing?

Apollo: That's not what I meant, and you know it-

Starbuck: You know, you should go. I'm getting the urge to hit another superior asshole.