Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: C | 14 USERS: B+ YOU GRADE IT When Will The Work Be Done?
By Jacob Clifton | Season 4 | Episode 20 | Aired on 03.20.2009
She's gone. He looks every which way. He is alone. Will he weep? Why would he? "Goodbye, Kara. You won't be forgotten." Lee Adama stands alone, on a ridge between this and something else, in the wind of a new world.
Lee Adama wakes up on the couch, still wearing last night's clothes. The pigeon marches around near him; he never did win that fight. He laughs and stares at it, sobering, and it rises up, suddenly, with a powerful flap of its wings. It heads out the door, and is gone. Free.
LAURA ROSLIN
Laura looks at herself in the mirror, in her negligee, as Sean Ellison calls to her from the bed, hunky as hell and as happy to see her. "Hi," he grins, and she pulls at the edges of her robe, toying with the ties. "Sean, it's been a lovely evening. Really lovely." Sean looks down, already disappointed. "But I'm afraid we won't be doing this again?" She reassures him that he's wonderful, and he invites her into the bed again, smoothing the sheets with one strong hand. She shakes her head and apologizes again. "You can show yourself out."
Confused and disappointed, maybe a little stroppy and rightfully so. She goes back into the bathroom, like he's already gone, and sneaks a cigarette, waiting for him to leave. His steps are heavy as she dials the phone. Sean Ellison is not the way to touch the world. Not for her.
"Hello, this is Laura Roslin, I'd like you to give a message to Mayor Adar. Tell him that I will be joining his campaign." She drags on the cigarette and smiles kindly: "Thank you! ...All the way to the end," she answers. "No matter what, all the way to the end." She smiles at her reflection.
Laura breathes raggedly, smiling down at the flamingos on the coast, completely in love. "So much life!" Bill nods. "It's a rich continent." He banks the Viper tenderly so she can see more, so that he can give her more of the world. Always more. She deserves it all.
"More wildlife than all the Twelve Colonies put together," he laughs. He loves it too. He looks so young, for a moment.
"Just looking for a quiet little place for that cabin," he says, as her hand drops softly at her side. "Maybe a garden. I don't have much of a green thumb, so I hope that you do..." He sees her face, the peace in her. It's over. So much life!
He kisses her hand, holding her wrist, sobbing into her skin. He slips his wedding ring over her hand, right for a widower, and kisses her hand again. Bill breathes, sobbing, and flies, and finds the perfect spot.
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