Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: C- | 6 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT Breakaway Song
By Jacob Clifton | Season 3 | Episode 20 | Aired on 03.24.2007
In a hurry? Read the recaplet for a nutshell description! Finished? Click here to close.So you know that music that Tigh and Anders and Tory have been hearing? Well, Chief's been hearing it too. Meanwhile, Laura's undergoing Space Chemo and still having the dreams about Hera...only this time Gaius is there, and Sharon and Six have been having them too. Gaeta flat-out perjures himself before the tribunal about being there when Gaius signed the death list and saying that he presented to resistance at all. Gaius's recollection says differently, what with the gun to his head and all. Lampkin decides to go for a mistrial, and to that end he calls Lee to testify to his father's pre-conceived biases against Baltar. What Lee ends up testifying to is a laundry list of every misdeed anyone in the main cast has committed and subsequently been let off the hook for, in a monologue that both argues that Baltar is not guilty under the law and also that there is, in fact, no law at all. It turns the tide, as you'd figure it would, and Gaius is acquitted. Of course, now he has to live among the Fleet, so that should be fun.
With the trial out of the way, Adama sets the Fleet to jump to the Ionian Nebula, and upon jumping, the entire Fleet loses power and everything goes to hell. Gaius gets spirited away under a cloak by the squirrelly reporter from last week and her associates. Six's dreams of the opera house intensify. The phantom music starts getting louder, and that music turns out to be "All Along The Watchtower" (stick with it). The music draws Anders, Tory, Chief, and Tigh (name one non-Roslin person who fought harder on New Caprica) to an empty room in the bowels of the ship, where they all WTF at each other for a while and realize that THEY'RE ALL CYLONS. So that's four. Tigh, for one, doesn't care what he is, he plans on resuming his post and defending the Fleet; Tory does the same, which makes their positions at the right hands of Adama and Roslin awfully tantalizing now. Finally, with power restored, Dradis picks up a massive Cylon fleet closing in. Lee, his flights of legal fancy having been satisfied, straps on a flight suit and takes his Viper out. After following a phantom Raider (sound familiar?), he find himself flying side-by-side with Starbuck. Our Starbuck. And she's been to Earth. And she knows the way. And she's going to take us there, all of us. In 2008. Want more? The full recap starts right below!
Previously, The Thirteenth Colony of Hanselgretalon left a buttload of beacons, Temples, signposts, diseases and other crap scattered across the universe in order to point the Fleet and Cylon Hordes to Earth. The last one led, via a torturous logic path that only Gaeta and Chief could possibly understand, to the Ionian Nebula, which, as they neared it, began to fuck up everybody that is cool. Since nobody named Adama is being cool right now, they didn't notice, and Roslin was too busy -- getting more cancer, more drug visions, and the cold incompetent shoulder from Bill -- to notice, but Saul and Sam and Tory were losing their marbles all over the spaceship. And in space, you know, that means they roll around. Adama was like, "Still no sign of the Cylon," which of course summoned a huge Fleet of basestars to Racetrack's location, but she jumped away in time to freak out the Fleet, but then for some reason the Cylons weren't a problem again, for like five whole minutes. Also of note: I finally recognize her without prompting.
With everybody else going shit-crazy, Gaius started feeling like his territory was being impinged upon, so he went even crazier. That'll show 'em! It even spread to some other people, like a cute and very intense lady with a son and the belief that Gaius is magic and can heal people with a touch -- rather than his huge wobbly brain, which is how he normally heals people. Huge wobbly brain and bad priorities, I should say, which is why he and Chip Six didn't auto-ignore the crazy cult lady at first sight. Speaking of Gaius Baltar, he's on trial for something or other having to do with the Fleet continually getting whittled down and whittled down for occurrences tangential to his poor decision-making skills. Sentence first, verdict afterwards: that's the wonderland of Colonial Justice.
After bitching out hardcore in front of the entire Fleet, nobody was feeling Lee at all, particularly his dad and his wife, both of whom kind of let him go pretty hardcore. Lee responded, of course, by resigning from the military, from being an Adama, from being a pilot, and pretty much anything not having to do with being Romo Lampkin's creepy judicial prag. His dad told him he had no integrity, which was right by being wrong -- if all you are is integrity, then what you are is selfish -- and his wife told him that the entire system was bullshit anyway, because Alice doesn't live here anymore, which not even Laura's figured out yet. Lee finally got tired of punching his dad in the gut over and over, and went after mommy Roslin instead, because he is a little shit, because Kara's dead, because he has no idea who or what he actually is or wants to be. Just like the Cylons; just like everybody else. The road you take doesn't matter, if you don't know where you want to go: any road will take you there. He's still learning about words, so he doesn't understand that -- for the people at large, by asking the question and getting the answer -- he in effect just gave the President of Humanity (not to mention his father's one-day lover) cancer again. Which is to say, he just gave the Fleet cancer. With his words.