Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Nature Girl
By Jacob Clifton | Season 3 | Episode 3 | Aired on 10.12.2006
Three sees Doc Cottle's mobile unit and stops to pet Jake. They have a crazy little conversation -- "You don't care who I am, do ya? All God's creatures in your eyes." -- and Doc Cottle wanders out to wonder why the leader of the fascist regime is talking theology with the dog. "Can't sleep?" Three claims bad dreams, and Cottle admits he didn't even know "you people" had dreams. That's my Cottle! She throws her shoulders back. "Oh, sure. Everybody dreams, Doc." She looks at his bloody smock and asks if it's human or Cylon blood. "Cylon. One of the Fives got pretty shot up today by the insurgents. But he's gonna make it." Three tilts her head. "You could've let him suffer," but that's not Cottle's steeze, of course. She smiles. "What about the baby? Sharon's baby Hera. When that child died on Galactica, why'd you cremate the body? It's the first Cylon-human hybrid, and you threw it in the incinerator?" Like she's skewering him. He shrugs and says a list of words that spell more controversy: "It wasn't my decision. That was the President's call. I was just following orders." Yikes! She drags her fingers through the blood, prodding him. "That's a very funny thing. 'Cause this stuff all looks the same." Crazy! She's crazy! Or maybe she's turning sane, I can't tell anymore. I sure like her, though. Cottle takes off and Three heads back home.
On Colonial One, Cavil's whining: "She said, 'I hope it hurts you for a long, long time before you go to download city.' Then they just left me there! They left me in the hot sun with a bullet in my guts!" Doral sideswipes Baltar with a "what a noble race you are" snit, and Boomer's just agog: "How long were you there before you died?" Hours. "Eventually, I managed to drag myself over to some spent shell casings. I used one of those to scratch open my carotid artery. Skin is a lot tougher than you think." Aieegh! I hate the dude, but that's hardcore. "Now that's...three for me. Three downloads. The first one, I just got a headache. But I could handle it. Now it's worse and worse. This time it was like a frackin' white-hot poker through my skull. Not worth it. None of this is worth it." That's interesting. Puts a new spin on, for example, Doral's own suicide-bombing tendencies TWO YEARS OR SO AGO GIVE OR TAKE SEASON 2.5. "He's right, you know," groans Gaius. "It's not worth it. Which is what I believe I've been telling you all along." Doral rolls his eyes and begs Caprica to please control him. "Why don't you just shoot me, if that'll remedy the situation?" They ignore him some more. Doral wants to crack down harder, but Caprica protests that their resources are stretched "to the max" already. When Six says "to the max" it sounds really professional, because she is so scary. Cavil's bored with the whole talk; Three is just upset because "consensus used to be so easy," and now they're all fighting and confused. "Now look what they've done to us!" Doral tells her not to worry about it. "Worst comes to worst, we can always nuke the city and be done with it." Baltar's eyes pop out and run around the room, singing in high-pitched voices.