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Now you're telling me you're a machine.
I'm a woman. - You're a machine, a robot.
The last time anyone saw the Cylons they looked more like walking chrome toasters.
For now, we have a refuge to go to.
The most guarded secret we have. Earth.
A refuge that the Cylons know nothing about.
But I promise you one thing.
We shall find it.
Humanity's children
are returning home, today.
I can't die.
There are twelve models.
I'm number Six.
So say we all!
So say we all!
All this has happened before and all of it will happen again.