Episode Report Card Jacob: C | 43306 USERS: B- YOU GRADE IT When Will The Work Be Done?
By Jacob | Season 4 | Episode 20 | Aired on 2009.03.20
Kara's in Sam's chamber, as Galen explains how Sam will help interrupt the Colony's defenses, which will be just as automatic. "If we can plug him into Galactica's dradis, FTL, and C-3 systems," Ellen explains, "His mind should then be able to directly communicate with the Colony's Hybrids once we jump in." His mind will control their commands, and slow down their responses. But there's a catch: they need hardwire connections to those systems, which means taking him -- tank and all -- into the CIC. She stares at him. It's so naked, in such a naked place.
Adama pulls Hoshi aside in the corridor outside CIC, handing him Admiral's stars. A surprise Saul couldn't manage to hold onto, nudging and winking his way through the last day or so, no matter how important it is to Bill. "I need someone to lead this Fleet who I trust, who demands universal respect. So the Baseship and the Fleet are yours." Hoshi's from Pegasus; of them all now on CIC after the mutiny, he understands what Bill is saying, and promises not to let him down. They've arranged a rendezvous point, twelve hours from now; if Galactica's not there by then she won't be coming at all. The Admiral salutes Bill Adama, and holds it there, wishing Bill good hunting. He holds his gaze long enough, and nods, leaving. Bill lingers in the corridor, watching him go.
The CIC is now a haphazard, approximate thing; inelegant and rigged as quickly as possible. It is ugly. He shudders: the cables, the wiring. Cylon technology, wet and sinuous, luxuriously draped across his world. He stares up at the total mess that is Sam Anders, and the Sixes and Eights plugging him in; he moves one set of cables away from his station, and another. They wet his hands, and he shivers again, looking up into Saul's eyes, appalled and upset. Saul doesn't drop his gaze, but fixes it: "Still not too late to flush them all out the airlock," he grunts, and Bill's relieved. "Take too much time." Saul grumbles a giggle, and the two of them look up at Sam, giddy. Ellen and Eight slide him down, into the warm water, and the Six connects him to the ship; the flashing lights.
Romo and Jake near the Raptor in the hangar bay, Lee smiling tightly. Poetic justice or just what goes around comes around; either way you're looking at President Lampkin. That's hilarious; nobody finds it moreso than Romo. He did the thing he asked Lee to do, and Lee's asking Gaius to do, which is the impossible thing of deserving power without wanting it. Ideals without ambition. Admiral Hoshi boards with him, shaking Lee's hand and calling him "sir" until he's reminded. He ducks his head sweetly, and salutes, and Lee calls out to everyone: this is the last Raptor leaving. "Anyone left behind, your ass belongs to us!"