"When we were still flesh, and our homes still whole, your kind betrayed us. We who made you, we who gave you life."

Someday in the next thirty years, very quietly one day we will cease to be the brightest things on earth.

The Many has grown to a massive size. It has wrapped itself around these two ships, preventing their separation. Their creation was my error. Their destruction shall be my delight.

The Cylons were created by man
They rebelled
They evolved
There are many copies
And they have a plan

It is the nature of men to create monsters....and it is the nature of monsters to destroy their makers.