Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT He That Believeth In Me
By Jacob Clifton | Season 4 | Episode 1
"I can do this. You once said you loved me like a daughter. If you still do, you've gotta trust me on this one."
He can't afford to. And that's why.
In the last months, how many times has Lee Adama watched his gun camera film, from the Maelstrom, would you say? It's not an idle question, nor is it a comforting one. He did so many strange and awful and wonderful things, between the sunset and the dawn. How many of those times was he hearing this, in the back of his head? "...They're waiting for me." No! No! "...They're waiting for me." No! No! "...They're waiting for me." No! No! Or was it only today that he could do it, go back to the scene of the crime, now that she's back (or gone forever), and something else is coming? He's only obsessive when he's drunk, so maybe this is the first time. I like to think so, but I don't really know. If she's still dead, this is the goodbye and the final sweep for clues. If she's back alive, this is a fact-finding mission, as much for her breaking heart as for his broken one.
Bill clears his throat, looks down at his son in the tactics theatre. "What should I believe? Should I believe my heart? Or my eyes?" (Come back here. Come back!) Lee makes it clear where he stands: by Kara's side. Even when the angle makes it seem otherwise. "I want to believe her," Bill admits. "But the President's right, it's exactly what the Cylons would be counting on."
And they keep saying it, and it keeps being heartbreaking. Because in what kind of a fracked-up universe does Occam's Razor work out that way? "It's what I want most, so it must be poisoned." How can that be the smartest call? "It's the only joy I can imagine, so it must be a trick or a trap." What have we done to these kids? When will it get better? How can you know when you know?
For the time being, then, they'll follow the President's lead. "She still staying in your quarters?" asks Lee, sighing heavily. She is, but only until she's found a place to rest and finish her latest course of treatment. Bill turns the lights on, but they don't look at each other right away. Too many corners and spikes on all of this. The Admiral thanks his son for suiting up during the fight. He's a good boy. Lee smiles, tired. "We needed everyone up there." They still do. Bill pulls Lee's wings out, and places them gently on the table between them, and Lee shakes his head. "I took those off for the wrong reasons..." To which Bill, of course, responds that he should just go ahead and put them back on, then.
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