Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT A Stupidly Tilting Planet
By Jacob Clifton | Season 2 | Episode 19 | Aired on 03.02.2006
Back at the lab, Six is "comforting" Gaius, saying that if he just has "faith," everything will turn out "exactly as it should," which isn't really comforting, because in an ideal world, Gaius "should" immolate himself, and little kids should point and laugh. Gaius complains that he doesn't like to lose -- which, we know, little boy -- and then Six grimly and scarily tells him to have some faith, in that way where it's like, "Or I will invisibly kick you in the box." Gaius isn't having it: "I am about to face public humiliation, and you are singing the same old song." She looks off, smiling, because she -- and we -- know she's really, really not. "I'm a little tired of the melody," Gaius adds. Me too, but it's the one you're singing that's so boring. Don't you know by now, Baltar, that Six only shows up to move the plot along? Clearly you're going to win the debate.
Back to Laura, who's apologizing to Adama and being weird and halting and vulnerably out of character: "Sorry about the mess. It's a bit of a ritual -- a superstition, really. I used to do this before testifying at committee hearings." Grateful to have somebody to talk to, even though she initiated this whole crazy conversation in the first place, she gets really into the explanation: "This is what I do. I take one, memorize a talking point, then tear the card." She tears up a card and tosses it into the air: "Let the pieces fall as they may. It helps." Adama watches her noncommittally, but affectionately. Family acting weird and stressing out in weird ways and then giving voice to the stress in weird ways -- it's not exactly new to Adama: "Yeah, my father used to break pencils before he went into court, then borrow one from the clerk. Break preconceptions, work with what you have." I would love to see what Grandpa Adama was like. I imagine Atticus Finch, because Bill himself is very Atticus, only scary and without the dedication to telling the truth at all times. "You know," Laura says, "I like that." She grabs a pencil off Adama's desk, like at the end of the world you can waste shit like this, and tosses the pieces in the air. ["Ha! That's what I said -- that I wanted Adama to go, 'Uh, that was the last pencil in the fleet. Now everyone's going to have to be really sure about their answers in their crosswords.'" -- Wing Chun] "I like it. It's good," Laura smiles, distractedly. She admits that she does feel a little better, but asks what will happen if the moderator doesn't have a pencil. "Then you're pretty screwed," says Adama, very deadpan and offhand.
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