Does your love hurt as much as mine?
In Caprica’s jail cell:
Gaius’s Attorney: I loved a woman. Beautiful, beautiful woman. … We had ten years. Then it fell apart under its own weight.
Caprica: Is that what you wanted?
Gaius’s Attorney: 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?
Gaius’s Attorney: 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.
Gaius’s Attorney: 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 10 times what they offered me for [Gaius] 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.
— Battlestar Galactica, “The Son Also Rises”
