Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT He That Believeth In Me
By Jacob Clifton | Season 4 | Episode 1
(Because there's an issue with this Weddle/Thompson script, and it's nothing I haven't bitched about before, but if you're used to looking for subtlety from this show, you might get really confused this week. The actors are doing their usual nuanced jobs, adding texture to the scenes, but the lines on paper? They're exactly what they seem to be. Don't worry over it. If somebody says, "If she didn't notice anything, maybe the other Cylons won't either" -- like Sam's about to in a second -- then all you need take away from this line is that Athena didn't notice that Sam was a Final Fiver, so hopefully the other Cylons won't either. And further, you can bet that he's about to run into another Cylon, and they either will or will not notice that Sam is a Final Fiver. And that's literally all there is to it. And every scene, basically, is like this. So keep your eyes open, because any scene that is less than completely literal, that's where the season is.)
"Who else would he be?" asks Athena, coming in on the tailbone of an even more bizarre pep talk than she knows, in battlegear and ready to rock. "Hey, rook. Stay cool out there, all right? You'll lock in and do what you've been trained to do." Sam opines that a comparison could possibly be made to "suiting up for a championship game," and Athena agrees. Realizing that this entire conversation, and her presence in this scene, are pointless, she bounces with a curt "Good hunting." Sam notes that since Athena, a Cylon, didn't notice that Sam and Galen are Cylons, possibly the other Cylons won't either. Chief ushers him to his Viper and tells him not to ask them Cylons if they know he's a Cylon, or converse with them at all, because he should be busy shooting them, and killing them, not figuring out what they share. This is the man Chief chooses to be.
THE SCAPEGOAT IS LED FORTH INTO AN ISOLATED REGION
That strange young red-haired woman drives Gaius forward, under his red raiment, toward a secret room, an "unused compartment" still aboard Galactica. Her son's name is Derrick, and Gaius prayed for him, back during the trial, and every day she sat, like Mary and Martha, like the tricoteuses, and waited for his deliverance. Her name is Jeanne: like La Pucelle d'Orléans; like the Beloved Disciple, the Messiah's favorite. More mother than lover, more martyr than leader. She does these things for the glory of Gaius Baltar, because she needs something to believe in. She used to be a journalist, until Derrick got sick, and she got lost. But now she's found, and she brings the Fleet a greater news yet.
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