Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT All Aboard The Battlestar Handbasket!
By Jacob Clifton | Season 4 | Episode 13 | Aired on 01.30.2009
0956. There are "civilians" barricading the aft supply hold, Connor -- A civilian! A fucking Dogville bartender! -- reports, and sends Marines to take care of it while he heads off to back up Redwing in the Engine Room, where four "civvies" have been murdered, but they still need more guns to subdue the rest. Tigh listens to all this, and Nowart tells them he was supposed to take them to the brig. "Gaeta wants all essential personnel and Cylons held until..." (Until what? Until when? What is the point of all this? Goddamn it, Tigh.) Tigh interrupts: "Might see some friendly faces there..." God, what I would not give to see Bill and Tigh storming that particular Bastille to rescue Athena and Caprica. That makes me want to cry like the fourth of July.
1012 and here's your wireless traffic: "We're unable to reach Galactica... Admiral Adama, do you read? ...Are they going to jump away like last time? ...Who's in charge of Galactica? Can't trust Admiral Adama... Is any vessel in communication with Colonial One?"
Gage gets Colonial One on the horn, and Felix reports his great news: he's taken the ship; "The Admiral and his senior staff are in custody." Zarek whines that he didn't kill Bill, and Felix points out how tacky that is. "It's a loose end," Zarek assures him, "I'm sure you have your reasons. Still, congratulations are in order. With the future of the Fleet at stake you've done a very courageous thing..." Felix cuts him off ("we can fine-tune our rationalizations later") and Zarek promises the Fleet will fall in line once he addresses them, showers them in... (In what? Until when? What is the point of all this? Goddamn it, Roslin.) Laura breaks across I guess the entire wireless spectrum, because I guess Gaius can do that now, and gives a nice little speech while Felix shits himself and starts yelling at Tom to turn the radio on.
"Women and men [nice] of the Fleet, this is your President. We have come to a crossroads in our long and painful journey. Of all the decisions that I've had to make since assuming the Presidency, none was more frightening or more difficult than agreeing to this alliance with the Cylons. But we have come to a crossroads in our long and painful journey. Cylons and humans have been at war for generations, we know nothing else." Chief and Gaius listen carefully as she wrings her hands, begging for the words; the Quorum stares up at the ceiling, quiet for a moment. "And we have been locked in a struggle that has seen both sides suffer unspeakable loss. But with our supplies running low and our options limited, our former enemies may represent our last, perhaps our only, hope. To those in the Fleet and on Galactica who would reject this alliance, I am asking you... No. I am begging you, to reconsider and place your trust back in those who have brought you this far, and to reject those traitors who would use your fear of the Cylons to destroy Colonial civilization..." And then the signal's gone.
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