Episode Report Card Jacob: A+ | 562 USERS: A- YOU GRADE IT There's Beauty In The Breakdown
By Jacob | Season 4 | Episode 4 | Aired on April 25, 2008
President Roslin stands to leave. "You can override, and you cannot let this stand, Mr. Adama? Then you open it up to a vote. And if you strike this down, you can all go back to your constituents and you can tell them what you've done, and we, the people, will have triumphed. But think about what it's going to cost you. Because every single one of you remember what it was like when Gaius Baltar had political power." She's nearly weeping for them, in her rightness; Tory continues staring. "And you should be terrified to think about what this man will do with blind religious devotion. So go ahead. Vote." Disgusted, she stalks off, followed by Tory and her staff. Lee watches her go. He'll never know how much she loves him in this moment, the pride she feels in him. It wouldn't suit her purposes to let him.
Saul stares down at Ellen sleeping, so in love, so abjectly in love that he's lost ten years. To have her back, here, now, when he needs her most. Simply just to watch her sleep. Caprica wakes slowly, like an angel, slowly turning, angel back to nightmare. "Should I get used to waking up to this face?" It's not the first time he's looked at her like this. She looks around, notes the room empty of Marines: "You're traveling light." Like an old friend, as our jailers and our torturers always eventually become, known inside and out. She's not afraid. He offers an informal chat, just the two of them. "And the man watching through the cameras," she grins, through the surveillance cameras. He asks again for an answer to his question; to the question he keeps asking, and then running away before she can answer. "You want to know how I work? If I can turn off pain?" He begs her to say that she can.
Caprica sits up, shaking her head. "I want the pain, it's how I learn. I was instrumental in the destruction of humanity. But at the same time, I learned because...I fell in love. With a human man." Ellen speaks now, so loving: "And he was mortal, and...fallible. And he had this incredible pride in himself. He thought he knew everything there was to know. And I loved him with my whole heart."
And God, Saul Tigh is beautiful. He looks thirty years old, eyepatch and silver hair and all. He looks like a youth, in the very green of love. At this moment, he is beautiful.