D’anna Biers: Does that help you cope with the stress?
Gaeta: Not really. Look, um, all that I ever wanted was to be an officer on a Battlestar, okay? I trained my whole life, I trained harder than anyone in my unit. Basically, I put my life on hold until I was assigned to Galactica. Then the Cylons hit and I realized that this is all that I know: tech manuals, commands, and tactics, you know? I’m not saying that I’m unhappy…I’m just wondering if there’s something more.
D’anna Biers: And what have you discovered?
Lt. Felix Gaeta: [takes a long drag and coughs] I hate cigarettes. Ambrosia’s good with a chaser. And, if you have enough ambrosia… [Gaeta pulls back his shirt, revealing a tattoo of a tiger on his upper right chest]…it don’t really hurt that much.