Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Nature Girl
By Jacob Clifton | Season 3 | Episode 3 | Aired on 10.12.2006
Three sees a woman on the street carrying an infant and leading a toddler by the hand, and thinks really hard about babies and how to steal them. Doc Cottle is crusty, but not a good bluff.
Chief explains to Sharon's Marine (Gunnery Sergeant Mathias, apparently) how there are arms and munitions hidden in "key areas" throughout the city. (Like for example, wherever the most civilians would be endangered by it, turning you into a suicide bomber, or like, if you were religious, we would profane your faith. That kind of thing.) Gunny Mathias offers some mortars and RPGs -- even a few shoulder-mounted anti-aircraft missiles -- from the Raptor, and Chief is like, Awesome. "When we give the signal, our people are gonna attack the airbase, the detention center, the power station, other critical facilities. The plan is to sow as much chaos and confusion as possible the moment Galactica and Pegasus arrive. That should help cover the evacuation." (You know who could accomplish that? Starbuck. With both hands tied behind her back and a gag in her mouth, she could fuck things up that bad. And then she'd be like, "What? What is it this time?" Or Gaius Baltar, except for how it's too bad he became a Christian and then went ahead and broke permanently. In his squirrelly heyday he could cause that much chaos and confusion while eating breakfast.) But Mathias is no slouch: "No Pegasus. Just Galactica."
Roslin whips around, worried about Lee: "Why? Why no Pegasus? What happened?" Mathias still has a sense of humor -- common among the cast members who haven't been in a concentration camp for four months -- and shakes her head: "Don't know, sir. Way beyond my pay grade." Mathias and Tory, who is probably not actually a Cylon like I thought, discuss the plans for evacuation. "We've designated and assigned 500 block captains to cover each sector of the city. Each block captain is responsible for rallying and guiding the people in his or her sector along their escape route to their designated ship." (Like the Fire Marshal in the dorms! Ours was named Steve, and we called him the Hey Guys Guy, because he always smiled at us and said, "Hey Guys," and that was all there was to Steve, but then he was unanimously elected Fire Marshal for our floor in the hopes that one day there would actually be a fire, and he would go from room to room knocking on the doors and saying, "Hey Guys, there's a fire," adding a bit of levity to what would no doubt be a stressful situation.) Zarek wonders if they've been able to rehearse any of this, and thinks longingly of Maier, who could do the most bitchin' Caiaphas you ever heard -- "This Adama must die" and all that -- and you know, I miss Maier too, Tom. He sure did wanna shoot him some Adamas.