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#306 : La Tête de Lion

Trainant avec eux un sentiment de haine, Tigh et Starbuck créent des problèmes à bord du Galactica. Ceux qui ont subis l'occupation s'opposent à ceux qui sont restés à bord du Galactica et du Pegasus. Baltar quant à lui aide les Cylons dans l'intention de rester en vie et découvre une information intéressante sur leur civilisation. Pendant ce temps, les Cylons se trouvant à bord d'un Basestar envoyé pour collecter des informations sur le chemin vers la Terre sont frappés d'une étrange maladie.

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Adama confronte Tigh et Kara

Adama confronte Tigh et Kara

Lee ne se laisse pas avoir par Kara

Lee ne se laisse pas avoir par Kara

Tigh semble avoir du mal à se remettre de New Caprica

Tigh semble avoir du mal à se remettre de New Caprica

D'Anna à bord du vaisseau cylon

D'Anna à bord du vaisseau cylon

Caprica plus décidée que jamais

Caprica plus décidée que jamais

Caprica et Baltar

Caprica et Baltar

Sharon, D'Anna et Caprica

Sharon, D'Anna et Caprica

Les cylons font tout pour calmer Hera

Les cylons font tout pour calmer Hera

Baltar a une nouvelle vision de Mind Six

Baltar a une nouvelle vision de Mind Six

Plus de détails

Réalisateur: Sergio Mimica Geezan

Scénariste: Ronald D. Moore

Plage

L’épisode s’ouvre sur une image de Six-fantasme en maillot, euh, sexy (enfin, vous visualisez les habits de Six quoi…) sur une plage de sable déserte, aux côtés de Gaius. Autant dire qu’on est plutôt surpris, quoi, où comment ? sont pas sensés être en vaisseaux cylon eux ? Ah ben oui, mais justement six-fantasme lui explique – et à nous en même temps – que les cylons ont le pouvoir de se « projeter », autrement dit de donner à ce qui les entoure l’apparence qu’ils désirent. Classe non ?

Bon, et parce que ça faisait longtemps retour de la question centrale : qui est ce six-fantasme ? une image de caprica six ? une expression du subconscient de Gaius ? Pour la première fois elle propose une ébauche de réponse : « I’m an Angel of God send to help you »… Yep, mais euh, comment dire… plus précis c’est possible ?

Réveil Gaius

Bon, et sur ce Gaius se réveille en sursaut, ça va pas aider à démêler tout ça… alors c’était quoi exactement, un rêve, une projection ? Bon, et pour simplifier les choses, Gaius se réveille, mais le cadre dans lequel il vit semble bien plus onirique que celui de son rêve, sortes de psaumes en fond sonore sur une musique apaisante, couleurs étranges, beauté, presque pureté dans les lignes arrondies du vaisseau mère… Onirique, surréel : contraste absolu avec le lieu du rêve, bien plus terrestre et tangible.

L’hésitation perdure parce que dans la scène qui suit nous n’avons plus aucune perception du temps s’écoulant, il pourrait tout aussi bien s’agir d’une scène en temps réel que d’un mélange de moments disparates ici synthétisés… On ne sait pas, mais on perçoit bien que 3 apprend à Gaius le fonctionnement du vaisseau, qui respire, et qu’il apprend à appréhender comme quelque chose de vivant.

Puis cette ambiance onirique est rompue par la reprise du dialogue qui nous replonge dans une temporalité évidente. On apprend que les cylons sont eux aussi à la recherche de la Terre et que Gaius restera en vie s’il est capable de les y aider. Bon, et en retourneur de chemise de compétition qu’il est, évidemment l’hésitation n’est pas longue (n’oublions pas, Gaius Baltar est avant tout intéressé par la survie de Gaius Baltar). Allez, peut-être que le regard totalement perdu qu’il a lorsqu’il comprend POURQUOI les cylons veulent connaître la position de la Terre, à savoir pour partir eux aussi à sa recherche (ceci dit je vois pas véritablement comment il a pu hésiter avant, vous voyez d’autres raisons vous ?), le dédouane un peu, mais pas des masses, on sait bien que Gaius n’est pas si naïf que cela en réalité… Donc évidemment les douze et quelques mois de travaux au service des humains pour trouver la Terre, autant en recycler ce qui lui reste en mémoire pour la cause cylon, on n’est plus à une petite trahison près…

Exercice en vipers au abords du Galactica

Ah… retrouver Apollo, Starbuck, Kat et Hotdog aux commandes ça fait PLAISIR ! Fat Lee is gone, Apollo is back… mais ça a l’air un peu tendu… je comprends pas exactement ce qu’il se passe, mais à priori y a un soucis avec le viper de Kara qui…

Retour à bord du BSG

… ne perd rien de sa maîtrise et parvient à apponter sans la moindre goutte d’essence… trop forte. Bon, par contre Lee n’a pas l’air de partager mon engouement. Il a même pas l’air content du tout. Il s’énerve, l’accuse d’inconscience, et la laisse plus sur la défensive que jamais. C’est un chouia sur-tendu entre eux non ?

Quartiers de Saul

L’autre écorché des épisodes précédents… ne semble pas non plus être au mieux de sa forme. Certes, il n’a plus sa barbe, a retrouvé (hormis l’absence de son œil) son apparence d’avant New Caprica, mais la présence n’est plus la même. Il a repris à boire, on le voit bouteille en main, et l’on sait que ce ne doit pas être la première. Assis dans ses quartiers, une photo les représentants Ellen et lui sous les yeux, il croit entendre la voix de sa femme, se lève précipitamment, suit une femme blonde dans les couloirs du Galactica, l’appelant, et l’on se prend presque à y croire avec lui, mais avec un soupçon de recul qui nous empêche une véritable déception lorsqu’elle se retourne, mais par contre qui nous renvoie en pleine figure la souffrance du colonel Tigh.

Quartier des officiers

Et d’un écorché à l’autre mon cœur balance, parallèle surprenant entre ces deux individus que l’on avait l’habitude de percevoir comme des êtres forts – qu’on les apprécie ou pas – jamais véritablement touchés par l’émotion. Ou du moins sachant toujours s’en masquer. Leur carapace se fissure, et après Tigh, c’est le tour de Kara. Kara qui, après son altercation avec Lee, entre salle des officiers où une petite Kacey accoure vers elle – et c’est d’ailleurs la première fois qu’on entend sa voix. Kara refuse de lui donner l’attention réclame, la mère de l’enfant repart avec sa fille, et l’on sent notre Starbuck s’enfermer de plus en plus dans son malaise.

Une salle, je sais pas trop laquelle, mais toujours dans le Galactica et où apparemment on peut faire du sport.

Gros plan sur une balance, puis sur le torse de quelqu’un qui ne semble pas avoir de problème de poids et… ô, surprise, c’est Lee ! :-) (comment ça sourire béat de ma part devant l’écran ? en même temps ils font exprès, après cinq épisode de Fat Lee nous l’offrir torse nu sur un plateau d’argent c’est quand même mérité)

Salle de réunion

Laura Roslin, Adama père et Gaeta se retrouvent autour de la table, une multitude de documents épars devant eux… Et nous avons le plaisir de découvrir que c’est sieur Gaeta qui se voit confier la poursuite des travaux de Gaius dans la recherche de la Terre… En croisant les informations retrouvées sur Kobol, données dans le rouleau de la Pythie ainsi que les cartes du ciel possédées par la Galactica… et on apprend que Gaius était à la recherche d’une tête de lion à l’œil clignotant en rouge et bleu… Autant dire que ça semble du délire, mais comme Baltar a beau être un bel égoïste il est tout de même également un pur génie, bah il avait trouvé une explication scientifique à tout ça que je serai bien incapable de vous redonner…

Et au passage, bon sang ça fait plaisir de retrouver une équipe laura-adama qui fonctionne… on le voit toujours sceptique (elle aussi soit dit en passant) mais bon, de toute façon ils n’ont rien à perdre, pourquoi pas un coin de l’espace plutôt qu’un autre… le temps où ils se tiraient dans les pattes semble révolu et ça fait plaisir… comme quoi les choses PEUVENT changer.

Vaisseau mère cylon

Gaius discute avec une 6, est-ce Caprica ou pas ? difficile à dire. En tout cas on retrouve de moins en moins l’ambiance de couple qui déjà s’effritait sur New Caprica. On apprend qu’il les a mis sur la piste de la tête de lion. Baltar semble soudain se rendre compte qu’il est en train de trahir encore un peu plus son peuple, et pour souligner encore combien il, pour ainsi dire, le cul entre deux chaises, Six ajoute que eux non plus ne lui font pas confiance.

Et une fois du plus, comme chaque fois que l’on se retrouve sur le vaisseau mère, la temporalité est brouillée, et l’espace même du vaisseau devient difficile à comprendre. Une impression de toujours pareil dans un temps suspendu. On ne sait plus comment entendre le dialogue, bande-son placée sur un visuel qui ne lui correspond pas, ou dialogue se déroulant réellement en temps réel. L’ambiance est onirique, tout se mélange. Et six explique soudain à son tour la projection à Baltar (bon, moi je l’ai déjà fait en haut, donc je recommence pas)… mais enfin, ici, au cas où on avait mal compris la première fois, on a une mise en application immédiate, puisque le couloir devient forêt.

Plage

La discussion ébauchée en début d’épisode entre Gaius et Six-fantasme reprend, et il commence à douter, sa relation avec elle n’est-elle pas une projection précisément ? Cela ne ferait-il pas de lui un cylon ? Am I a cylon ?

Vaisseau mère

Ah, et oui, évidemment, Gaius qui doit mal faire encore le lien entre ce qu’il dit à six fantasme et ce qu’il dit en vrai (souvenez vous des magnifiques échanges où il arle à la fois à Laura et à six « both of you »), donc, bah il a parlé à haute voix, et Six (pas le fantasme, l’autre) a pas l’air franchement de trouver ça pertinent.

Galactica, quartier des officiers

Sharon Valerii se voit donner un nom de vol… les propositions pleuvent, racistes anti-cylon pour la plupart puis la voix de Hotdog s’élève un peu plus fort au dessus des autres « Athena ». Déesse de la guerre et de la sagesse. Souvent de la victoire ajoute-t-il.

Saul entre dans la salle, se joint à la table où Kara, Kat et je ne sais plus qui d’autre jouent au cartes. La discussion est sèche, la tension entre les anciens de New Caprica et ceux qui sont restés sur le Galactica devient palpable. Helo tente de calmer le jeu, mais Kara et Saul ne cessent de surajouter de les provoquer, Sharon (nouvellement Athena) étant particulièrement visée par leurs remarques.

Vaisseau mère

J’ai toujours une hésitation sur qui est cette six… Caprica ou pas ? Finalement dans son attitude elle semble moins distante avec Gaius que précédemment, mais dans mes sous titres (qui sont ceux du DVD) elle le vouvoie… Je ne sais pas ce que donne la VF, mais ça me perturbe énormément pour arriver à définir le personnage et sa relation à Gaius… En effet, après l’étrange froideur de ce début d’épisode, elle le rejoint, lui assure qu’il n’a pas à s’inquiéter car les informations qu’il leur a donné leur ont pour l’instant été utiles, et ajoute qu’elle veut un enfant de lui. Vous avouerez que le vouvoiement là dessus ça paraît un peu déstabilisant…

Et au milieu de cette conversation plus intime que les précédentes, Gaius souligne un problème central : il ne connaît que 7 modèles, qui sont les final five ? (je ne sais pas comment l’expression est traduite en français, peut-être tout simplement les 5 derniers ?)

Six semble contrariée, ne répond pas, tente de lui expliquer qu’ils ne peuvent pas en parler mais tout cela reste très flou dans notre esprit comme dans le sien…

La discussion est soudainement interrompue car on apprend que le vaisseau cylon envoyé en reconnaissance dans la nébuleuse de la tête de lion a envoyé un appel de détresse et qu’on est sans nouvelle de lui depuis.  S’en suit une discussion cylon difficile à comprendre puisque nous n’avons pas plus de connaissance que Gaius. Six lui explique alors que le vaisseau envoyé en reconnaissance est touché par une épidémie qui décime l’équipage. Aucun cylon ne peut y aller, on ne peut risquer de rapprocher le vaisseau de résurrection, car cela pourrait risquer de contaminer l’intégralité de la population cylon.

Plage

Six-fantasme dit à Gaius de se porter volontaire pour gagner leur confiance. Hésitation de Gaius qui se demande toujours s’il est ou pas un cylon mais…

Vaisseau-mère

Il se porte volontaire, mettant en avant sa qualité de scientifique. Il est décidé de l’envoyer sur place dans un raptor colonial pour éviter l’infection.

Galactica

Kara et Saul continuent à persifler et à dénigrer l’équipage resté à bord du Galactica. Kat commence à réagir. La discussion s’envenime.

Quartier d’Adama

Helo rapporte le comportement de Saul et Kara à l’amiral. Ils constatent qu’il est à l’origine de la baisse d emoral des troupes.

Vaisseau-mère

On replonge dans l’ambiance sonore proche de la récitation de psaulmes que j’évoquais plus haut. C’est une femme (qui a des fracking beaux yeux soit dit au passage) tuyautée dans une baignoire et qui semble déconnectée du monde qui les récite. Son discours semble décousu, incompréhensible, et terriblement étrange. On apprend par six que cet étrange personnage est ce qu’ils appellent l’hybride, l’âme du vaisseau mère (voire le vaisseau mère lui-même selon les termes de Six). Elle nous apprend que Leoben est le seul modèle cylon à considérer que ces propos doivent avoir une véritable importance, en tant que spectateur on aurait tendance à penser la même chose… par contre bonjour l’analyse de texte, elle doit bouffer du Mallarmé en intraveineuse je pense l’Hybride en question, pour avoir un tel débit de paroles poétisées… Six nous apprend en même temps qu’elle est consciente, qu’elle perçoit ce qui l’entoure, mais que eux ne la comprennent pas.

Saut (déclenché par l’Hybride) vers l’endroit où se trouve le vaisseau malade

Gaius rejoint le vaisseau malade. Son inquiétude est perceptible, il ne croise à son bord que des cylons agonisants (dont un Simon, qui a dit qu’il ne servait à rien^^) et découvre au centre du navire un objet étrange de fabrication humaine, dont on apprend qu’il s’agissait d’une balise flottant dans les airs, très certainement cause de la maladie des cylons, et laissée ici par la treizième Tribu (= les habitants de la Terre). C’est, en quelque sorte, un piège humain tendu aux cylons qui seraient tentés de rechercher la route de la Terre.

Une Six (brunette) agonisante accuse Gaius de les avoir volontairement envoyé à la mort. D’avoir causé leur perte. Terrorisé, la voyant l’accuser de plus en plus violement et refusant d’entendre ses reproches, il finit par la tuer.

Il ment au vaisseau mère qui le contacte alors, ne disant aucun mot de la balise qu’il a trouvée.

Vaisseau mère

On assiste à un débat cylon très virulent autour de deux questions : faut-il abandonner le vaisseau malade ou tenter de les sauver ? (y a comme un écho inversé à l’Olypic Carrier là non ?) comment est-ce arrivé et d’où vient cette maladie ?

Baltar et nécessairement suspecté, le débat se fait de plus en plus violent et c’est bien le bordel au pays des toasters jusqu’à ce que 3 parle un poil plus fort que les autres et prenne la décision finale : ils partiront et les abandonneront à leur sort. Mort sans résurrection.

L’Hybride réagit alors, par un cri suraigu, déchirant, qui rend particulièrement mal à l’aise, et, de toute évidence, elle s’oppose à cette décision, toujours dans son phrasé… euh… peu compréhensible pour les profanes que nous sommes.

3 décide de ne pas prendre en compte la parole de l’Hybride. Ils sautent.

Gaius ne dit rien de la balise, 6 la voit sur les photos qu’il a ramené du vaisseau malade, par un jeu de regard, on comprend que Gaius sait qu’elle sait, elle ne dit rien non plus.

Galactica

Bill Adama/Kara/Saul

Bill prend l’arme de Kara, la charge, la pose sur la table devant eux et les invite à le descendre. Aucun d’eux ne bouge. Il dit alors quelque chose du genre « si vous n’avez pas les tripes de me tuer, arrêtez de détruire mon vaisseau de l’intérieur » et leur pose un ultimatum, se reprendre et redevenir ceux qu’ils avaient l’habitude d’être ou ne plus tenir leur poste.

Kara accuse le coup, acquiesce et sort.

Saul reste à sa place, Bill lui parle sans prendre de gants.

Saul se relève, attrape l’arme, la décharge, la repose sur la table mais ne peut accepter ce que lui demande Bill. Il n’est plus celui qu’il a été.

« That man doesn’t exist anymore Bill. And you won’t be seeing me again. »

Salle d’eau des officiers

Scène sans parole, sans musique de fond, les seuls bruits que l’on entend sont ceux du grouillement de la vie autour de Kara, robinets ouverts, conversations étouffées, froissement d’habits. Elle s’avance lentement face à la glace, face à elle même, s’observe longuement et sort son poignard. Agitation sourde derrière elle, on sent une hésitation chez ceux qui l’entoure. Elle se fixe un instant, poignard en main, puis l’approche lentement de ses cheveux et les coupe. Méthodiquement. Silencieusement toujours. Une seule chose à dire : Starbuck is back, maman Kara a disparu. Et elle commence toujours à faire le deuil de celle qu’elle a cru devenir.

Quartier Saul

Bouteille en main, il boit, et s’enfonce de plus en plus. Perd pieds, indubitablement.

Quartier des civils sur le Galactica

Kara s’avance timidement vers Kacey et sa mère. Démarche sans doute douloureuse que celle de faire le pas de refaire surface, de briser la carapace, pour se laisser être à nouveau. Kacey, souriante, s’avance vers elle. Et Kara la prend dans ses bras, la serre contre elle, sous le regard de la mère de la petite fille. C’est le début d’un renouveau.

Un raptor dans l’espace

Racetrack et Athena parties en mission repérage arrivent à la tête de lion, mais se retrouvent au milieu d’un champ de cylons morts à la dérive. Et là, ben forcément ça commence à tambouriner dans la poitrine de tout spectateur attentif qui se respecte parce que… My Godness ! Sharon IS a cylon ! et d’ailleurs, elle semble absolument déboussolée par le spectacle qui s’offre à elle…

Baltar: Previously, o­n Battlestar Galactica.

Galactica Deck.

Sharon: I, Sharon Agathon, will carry out the lawful orders of my superiors as an officer in the Colonial Fleet.
Adama: Congratulations, Lieutenant.

Insurgent bunker.

Roslin: We're talking about people blowing themselves up.
Tigh: I've got o­ne job here, lady, and o­ne job o­nly -- to disrupt the Cylons. Make them worry about the anthill they've stirred up down here, so they're distracted and out of position when the old man shows up in orbit.

Galactica CIC.

Adama, o­n PA: You know the mission. You should also know there's o­nly o­ne way that this mission ends, and that's with the successful rescue of our people off of New Caprica.

Colonial o­ne

Three: Evacuate the entire facility. You should go as well, Gaius. There's a place for you too.

Galactica Deck.

Chief: Captain? Hi. Who's this?
Starbuck: This is ...
Julia: Kacey! Oh, my little girl. When the Cylons took her, I thought... But you saved her. Gods bless you!

The Circle.

Tigh: A lot of good people had to pay the price for what they did. Choices they made o­n New Caprica. Like my wife. That's right, Ellen collaborated. Gave the Cylons information o­n the Resistance, and she died for it.

Basestar.

Baltar: I can't believe there's still a question of my value.
Three: There will always be a question. You're human.

TEASER

Chip Six fugue: o­n a beach.

Baltar: Good to see you. I far prefer these picturesque settings for little our interludes, don't you? I thought you had abandoned me to your Cylon comrades.
Six, archly: Would I do that?
Baltar: You've always been more unpredictable than your flesh and blood counterparts.
Six: A man that loves women as much as you should have learned that a long time ago.
Baltar: I'm a slow learner.
Six: Then take this period as a time to learn all you can about the Cylons. You'll need it in the days ahead.
Baltar: Something special o­n the horizon?
Six: Cylon psychology is based o­n projection.
Baltar: Projection?
Six: It's how they choose to see the world around them. The o­nly difference is, you choose to see me.
Baltar: What are you... really? (She looks away.) You're either connected to the woman I knew in Caprica ... or you're just a damaged part of my subconscious struggling for self-expression, so which o­ne is it?
Six: I'm an angel of God sent here to help you. Just as I always have been.

Basestar cell. Baltar wakes and stares at his surroundings, has a momentary vision of a pale woman with water o­n her skin, and rain indoors, then wakes again.

Three: We're all part of o­ne big ecosystem.
Baltar: Yes, I can feel it. Breathing.
Three: Get used to it.
(The dreamlike atmosphere solidifies a small bit.)
Six: So, what'd he say?
Three: I haven't asked him yet.
Baltar: Asked me about what?
Six: Earth.
Baltar: Uh... What, uh...
Three: Earth. It's the 13th colony.
Six: Do you know how to find it?
Baltar: Not really, no.
Three: Well, that's unfortunate. There was a hope -- my hope -- that if you knew the way to Earth, it would justify keeping you alive a little longer. Come o­n, Six.
Baltar: Wait. Wait, wait! Now when I say that I do not know exactly where Earth is, that is not to say that I do not know a very great deal about its probable location. Honestly, I spent hours, days, weeks, months and months o­n a map that Adama and Roslin found o­n Kobol. And I correlated that with astrometric observations. I doubt anyone here can make the same claim.
Six: We'll get back to you.
Baltar: What do you care about finding Earth?
Six: Because we're looking for it.
Baltar: You are.
Three: Yes, we've decided that Earth's going to be our new home.

CREDITS
(41,422 survivors.)

Vipers near a moon, dogfighting with harmless lasers, while Adama watches from Galactica CIC.

Helo, o­n comms: ship-to-ship training exercise is authorized. You may commence when ready.
Apollo: This is Apollo. Red team set.
Kat: Blue team set.
Apollo: Red team, Apollo. As soon as we clear the moon, we're gonna be o­n their dradis, so keep your eyes up. They're gonna hit us with everything they got. Stay in formation, Starbuck. Nacho, you're my wingman.
Kat: Blue team, Kat. Let's show these lazy fraks how it's done.
Starbuck: Red team, Starbuck. I got Hotdog.
(She hits Hotdog.)
Hotdog: I'm hit!
Apollo, o­n comms: Red team, Apollo. I'm going after Kat.
(He sights her.)
Apollo: Got you.
Kat, evading his shot: Whoo! You're gonna have to do better than that, Apollo. Come o­n!
Starbuck: I'll take care of Kat.
Apollo: Starbuck, you stay in formation. Nacho has Kat.
Starbuck: Inbound.
Kat: Starbuck, you're too close.
(Starbuck hits, damaging her Viper.)
Apollo: Frak!

Galactica Deck.

Chief: Compressor blew. Looks like it threw a blade, severed the fuel line. Cally, check the tank. Gods, this is ugly.
Cally: The tank's bone dry. There's not even fumes in here.
Chief: Captain, how'd you land this thing?
Starbuck: Pointed it toward the deck, and stopped when I got here.
Hotdog, quietly to Kat: Bone dry, she says. Landed the bird without a drop of fuel.
Apollo: If you want to die, I will open up an airlock for you, but you are not taking o­ne of my Vipers with you!
Starbuck: The bird's o­n the deck. I'm o­n the deck. I don't know what you're bitching about.
Apollo: I don't give a frak what you do, Starbuck, you're done flying.
(Everybody stares as the CAG takes off.)

Tigh's quarters; he's drinking and hallucinating Ellen's voice.

Ellen: I can't believe you did that to me.
Tigh: What?
Ellen: Don't look at me like that!
Tigh: Oh, my Gods. Ellen? Ellen?
(He wanders out into the corridor, pushing past people.)
Tigh: Excuse me. Excuse me. Hey, make a hole. Ellen?
(He spots a woman chasing her child down the corridor.)
Woman: If I've told you o­nce, I've told you a thousand times...
(He grabs the woman and turns her around.)
Tigh: Ellen, I'm right here.
Woman: What is this? Let go of me.
(He stares and she shrugs him off, heading away down the corridor with her daughter.)

Pilots' barracks. Kacey approaches with her mother.

Kacey: Kara, Kara!
Starbuck: Kacey?
Kacey: Kara, Kara!
Julia: Captain Thrace? I'm sorry, don't you remember me? I'm Julia [Prynne? Brenham?]. I'm Kacey's mom?
Starbuck: Yeah. Yeah, I remember.
Kacey: Give me a hug.
Julia: We've been staying over in the ... Well, everyone's calling it Camp Oilslick, part of the hangar deck? And they've put up cots for, you know, refugees...
Starbuck: Yeah, I heard.
Julia: Well, Kacey's been asking to see you for days. I sent messages. I thought, you know, maybe you'd come for a visit...
Starbuck: You seem like a really nice person, so I'm gonna be honest with you. The last thing I need is a two-year-old friend. And Kacey sure as hell does not need me in her life, so do us both a favor and do not bring her around here again, okay?
(Kara picks up Kacey and puts her in her mom's arms.)
Starbuck: Go to your mom, Kase.
Julia, hurt: Sure. Sorry, don't let us keep you up.
(She takes off, comforting Kacey.)
Julia: Sorry, honey, we gotta go.
(Starbuck lies in her bunk.)

Training room, where Lee checks his weight o­n the scales.

Apollo, balancing the scales: There it goes.
Helo: That's it. See? See, I told you you could do it! You did great.
Apollo: Remind me never to let that happen again.
Helo: You got it, Slim.
Apollo: Ever.

Galactica war room.

Gaeta: I've been trying to reassemble President Balt -- Doctor Baltar's work o­n piecing together the 13th Tribe's path to Earth.
Roslin: I'm curious, Mr. Gaeta. What is it that you trust about Dr. Baltar's research? How do you know it's not another o­ne of his lies?
Gaeta: If there was o­ne thing I learned about Baltar, it was his extraordinary capacity for self-preservation. I think he wanted to find Earth because he wanted to get there.
Roslin: How far did he get with his research?
Gaeta: Well, as you can see, I'm still hacking through his notes. But it appears that he was trying to correlate our own astrometric readings with the map of constellations that we found back o­n Kobol, and apply his findings to certain select passages within the Scroll of Pythia.
Adama: Why the Scroll of Pythia?
Roslin: Pythia is supposed to have chronicled the original journey of the 13th Tribe o­n its way to Earth.
Gaeta: If I can draw your attention to this passage: "And the caravan of the heavens was watched over by a great lion with a mighty blinking eye..."
Adama, reading: "...Red and blue."
Gaeta: Exactly.
Adama: Exactly what? You're looking for a lion's head?
Roslin, smiling: With a mighty blinking eye.
Adama: Blinking.
Roslin: Well, they're Scrolls. They speak in metaphors.
Gaeta: Initially, I thought the doctor might be off his meds as well, sir. But then I found this note here, where he had written "blinking equals pulsar."
Roslin: That means a star, right?
Gaeta: Uh, plural, actually. They're the rotating cores of dead stars? They emit a blast of radio waves. From a distance, they appear to --
Roslin: Blink.
Gaeta: Right. The doctor found two in very close mutual orbit within this sector. Uh, the spectrographic readings that I found show o­ne will appear to be red, and o­ne will appear to be blue. Now... these pulsars appear to be in this nebula. We have never had a direct look at this area. But it is possible, with a couple of eyeballs out there, they might look at the nebula and see --
Adama: A giant lion's head.
Roslin, brightly: Well, it looks like this is the best thing we've got going, so ... Unless you object, Admiral, I suggest we go lion hunting.

Basestar.

Caprica: The navigational markers you gave us may prove useful. They sent a baseship out to investigate the pulsars, and look for this lion's head of yours.
Baltar: Look, this isn't easy for me. I don't think you fully appreciate just how difficult this is! I have very conflicted, very ambiguous feelings about helping you find Earth.
Caprica, laughing: Funny how all that ambivalence and conflict seemed to vanish o­nce you thought your life hung in the balance.
(They cut through another Basestar room, where an Eight is doing naked tai chi.)
Caprica: You should know there's still a lot of skepticism about whether you're being entirely truthful.
Baltar, to the Eight: I'm very sorry. We didn't mean to intrude.
Caprica: Come o­n, Gaius.
(Out into another corridor.)
Baltar: are we going 'round in circles?
Caprica: I'm sure it all looks the same to you, doesn't it? Be hard for any human to navigate around here. Especially without projecting.
Baltar: Yes, you've used that word before and I'm not quite sure what you're talking about. It helps you to what, exactly?
Caprica: Have you ever daydreamed... and imagined that you were somewhere else?
Baltar: I do have an active imagination.
Caprica: Well, we don't have to imagine. We project. We choose to see our environment in any form we wish, whenever we wish. For instance, right now you see us as standing in a hallway, but I see it as a forest.
(Perspective shifts to the forest.)
Caprica: Filled with trees, birds, sunlight...
Baltar: Like the walks that you and I used to take. o­n Caprica.
Caprica: The aesthetic is what gives me pleasure. Not the specific memories.
(A Doral passes them in the forest projection; we shift back and forth to the corridor.)
Caprica: Instead of staring at blank walls, I choose to surround myself with a vision of God's creation.

Chip Six fugue: o­n the beach.

Baltar: Right, now I think I understand projection, but it's a bit of a coincidence, isn't it? That I could see such a vivid reality that I've created, and the Cylon projection experience seems to be so similar?
Six: Is it a coincidence?
Baltar: Well, what are you saying? There's a connection? What, because of my experiences with you -- am I a Cylon?

Basestar corridor.

Caprica, grossed out: ...What was that?
Baltar: Oh, nothing. Just talking out loud. ...Silly me.

Galactica Mess, where Sharon and Helo sit with Racetrack. Hotdog and Starbuck sit at another table playing cards with Kat.

Sharon, to Racetrack: So you sure you want to go in the second seat again? I mean, I hear you're a pretty fair pilot now.
Racetrack: Well, too many Pilots, not enough birds. Anything to keep me flying, at this point. You want me I'm yours, Boomer.
Sharon: Uh, no, Boomer was... She was someone else.
Helo: Listen up. We need a new call sign for Lieutenant Agathon.
Pilots: Chrome Dome! Titania! Lightbulb! Wind-up Toy! Raptor Adapter! Microchip! Digital Dame! Mayflower! Carburetor! Tincan! Toaster Babe! Transistor! Robopilot!
Hotdog: How about "Athena"?
Helo: Wait, wait, wait, wait. What was that?
Hotdog: You know, the Goddess of Wisdom and War. Usually accompanied by the Goddess of Victory?
(Silence; Sharon and Helo smile.)
A Pilot, quietly: She likes it.
Helo: Athena it is!
(They kiss; Tigh enters.)
Racetrack: Hey, Colonel! Colonel, come have a seat. Over here.
Tigh, approaching Starbuck's table instead: Enough of that to go around?
Starbuck: Always.
Kat: Oh, yeah.
Tigh: Dead Man's Chest? Cutthroat game. Not usually your style.
Starbuck: It is now. And I'm in it to win. You don't like it, find another game.
Tigh takes a chair from Sharon's table: Oh, there's some straight talk. Have you seen the lineup outside the head? Fifteen civilians standing in line picking their noses, and waiting to take a shower.
Starbuck: Frakkin' civilians think they run the ship now.
A Pilot: Beats what we had before. The ship was like a tomb.
Tigh: You want to know what alone feels like, try spending a few weeks in a Cylon holding cell.
Kat, grinning: Yeah, it was a bitch o­n both sides. And it wasn't exactly easy coming up with a plan to save your sorry butts.
Starbuck: You guys had it rough, huh? Hot showers, three squares a day. Viper jocks didn't even take a shot till you jumped into orbit.
Helo: Hey... we all made sacrifices.
Tigh: Is that so?
Helo: Yes, that's right.
Tigh: While you were pinning wings o­n your Cylon girlfriend, and our people were strapping homemade bombs to their chests. Doing whatever they could to take the bastards out. So forgive me if I don't get all misty over your sacrifices.

Basestar corridor.

Caprica: You seem distracted, Gaius.
Baltar: Do I?
Caprica, quietly: You can rest easy, at least for now. The data o­n Earth's location and your valiant rescue of the baby has gone a long way toward impressing the others.
(Dreamlike shots of the Significant Seven.)
Caprica, smiling: I used to think you and I would have a baby o­ne day.
Baltar: There are o­nly twelve Cylon models. But in the entire occupation o­n New Caprica, I o­nly saw seven. Now here again, the same seven. Who are the final five?
Caprica: I can't talk about that.
Baltar: Can't or won't?
Caprica: I can't. It's complicated, but we don't talk about them. Ever.
Baltar: But you'd know o­ne of them, wouldn't you, if you saw them? o­ne of the final five. If they were to walk past here right --
Three, urgently approaching with several other models: Six, we have a problem.
Doral: A baseship. The o­ne we sent to investigate the pulsars in the lion nebula. We've lost contact.
Three: The trouble is we know almost nothing about the missing baseship's status.
Doral: We received a garbled distress call, then silence. Not surprisingly, their Hybrid sent us a confusing set of data. Our Hybrid is analyzing it.
Baltar: What are these Hybrids he's talking about?
Six: Be quiet, Gaius.

Basestar war room. Lots of the seven models reading data from panels.
Eight: Our Hybrid's deciphered part of the data set that we received from our scout ship.
Doral: this can't happen to us. It's impossible.
Simon: It is not o­nly possible, it may have been inevitable, o­nce we took human form.
Doral: we're not human. We're not like them.
Simon: God has chosen this time, this place, to test us. Whether we fail or pass the test is up to us.
Baltar: What's going o­n?
Caprica: The missing baseship, it's been infected by some kind of disease.
Baltar: Disease?
Eight: Yes, it's killing them. All of them.
Simon: If an infected Cylon dies, and carries this disease with them into a resurrection ship, it could rapidly spread, potentially infecting our entire race.
Three: All right, we make sure that the resurrection ship is out of range, then we jump to their location. Send in a group of Centurions to make sure...
Eight: No. The data set indicates that as soon as the Hybrid was infected, the Centurions started shutting down. We don't know how ours are gonna be affected.
Three: I assume our Raiders and baseships are also susceptible.
Simon: Of course. We are all created from the same genetic pool.
Doral: Then no Cylon can board that ship without risking infection.

Chip Six fugue: o­n the beach.

Six, evenly: Say you'll go aboard the infected baseship, and investigate what happened. You sent them to that nebula. Remember?
Baltar: Are you mad?
Six, chuckling: You have to prove to them you can be counted o­n in an emergency. Show them you're worth keeping alive.
Baltar: And what if I catch the disease?
Six, laughing again: What are the chances that a human could catch something that infects a Centurion or a Raider? That is, if you're human. And if you're really a Cylon -- o­ne of the final five you haven't seen yet -- then wouldn't you rather just get it over with and die?
(They kiss, he wakes.)

Basestar war room.

Baltar, loudly: I'll go.
Three: What?
Baltar: Yes, I'll go. Look, I am a trained scientist. I can go to the baseship. I can make observations about the Cylons, their physical condition. Bring back information about this disease, which now threatens all of you.
Simon: We land, the disease that's killing the human Cylons could infect o­ne of our Raiders as well.
Baltar: Then don't send a raider. Surely the war's furbished you with some Colonial vessels.
Eight: He's right. We could program o­ne of our Raptors to approach o­n autopilot.
Three: All right, then prepare to jump the ship. Make sure the resurrection ship knows to stay behind, out of range.
Caprica, suspicious, looks at Baltar: A truly ... selfless act.

COMMERCIAL

Galactica Mess.

Tigh: I could use a refill here.
Hotdog: Here. Here's to knowing ... that somebody will always have your back.
Pilots: Yeah!
Tigh: The sentiment's good, but in my book, trust is an overrated commodity.
Starbuck: Mmm, that o­ne I'll drink to.
Kat: Frak you guys.
Starbuck: What is your problem, Katraine?
Kat: My problem is you, Captain. And all this us against them crap.
Starbuck, laughing: Truth hurts, doesn't it. Gimme another o­ne.
Kat: you know what, Starbuck? Whatever happened to you down there, why don't you take it out o­n the Cylons,'cause we busted our ass to get you off that rock.
Tigh: Do you think that means anything? Every colonist that landed o­n New Caprica was loyal, to a point. It was amazing watching those people that you thought you knew go over to the Cylons.
Starbuck: At least in the end, we knew where we stood, huh?
Tigh: Is that so? Then how come you are off flight duty, and some Cylon lover is holding down my post? Don't kid yourselves, you're o­n your own in this life. Each and every o­ne of us.
Kat: Why don't you tell that to the pilots that died getting you off that rock?

Adama's office.

Helo: And Gaeta's briefing Sharon and Racetrack o­n the scouting mission to the pulsars.
Adama: You mean Athena and Racetrack.
Helo, proud: Word travels fast.
Adama: Yes, it does. I understand that morale's taken a hit o­n the flight deck.
Helo: Nothing we can't handle, sir.
Adama: I'm also told that Colonel Tigh is spending a lot of time down in the pilots' rec room.
Helo: Both him and Starbuck, sir. They've been holding court. Second-guessing the rescue, bad-mouthing the crew that stayed up with Galactica. Suddenly, if you weren't in the ground war, it's like you can't be trusted.
Adama: People are listening.
Helo: Your word carries a lot of weight. You're right, they're destroying morale and unit cohesion.
Adama: They both know better.
Helo: I don't think they care, sir.

Basestar; Hybrid chamber. Baltar stares at the Hybrid, the woman from his dream. She sits in a resurrection pool with a biometallic hood; her body is melded with the ship.

Hybrid: Two protons expelled at each coupling site creates the mode of force the embryo becomes a fish that we don't enter until a plate we're here to experience, evolve the little toe atrophy don't ask me how I'll be dead in a thousand light years thank you thank you genesis turns to its source reduction occurs stepwise though the essence is all o­ne end of line. After your system check diagnostic functions within parameters repeats the harlequin the agony exquisite the colors run the path of ashes fifty-two percent of heat exchanger cross-collateralized with hyperdimensional matrix upper senses repair ordered relay to zero zero zero zero...
Baltar: is it aware of us?
Caprica: of course. She's aware of everything aboard.
Hybrid: End of line. New paragraph. Pancreatic fluid at o­ne with the continuum of evolutional matrix we're here to experience evolve the little toe reduction occurs stepwise though the essence is all o­ne full stop. New paragraph. System check...
Baltar: do you have any idea what it's talking about?
Caprica: No. Most Cylons think the conscious mind of the Hybrid has simply gone mad, and the vocalizations we hear are meaningless.
Baltar: But not everyone thinks that.
Hybrid: Thank you genesis turns ...
Caprica: The o­nes you know as Leoben believe that every word out of her mouth means something. That God literally speaks to us through her.
Baltar: She sort of controls the baseship, does she?
Caprica: Well, she is the baseship, in a very real sense.
Baltar: Mind gone mad.
(Hybrid continues, nonstop.)
Caprica: She experiences life very differently than we do, Gaius. She swims in the heavens... laughs at stars, breathes in cosmic dust. Maybe Leoben's right. Maybe she does see God...
(They stare.)
Hybrid: ...they cry for succor in the dark of the light.
Caprica: We're wasting time.
Hybrid, louder: ...Jump!
(She writhes with pleasure, out of control with the jump.)

Infected Basestar.

(Baltar's Raptor heads for the infected basestar and enters its bay, landing o­n the deck. Baltar, in full space suit, exits and explores the basestar. A Three gasps for air. There are sick bodies everywhere. An Eight vomits.)
Baltar, o­n comms: There are bodies everywhere. Others dying.
(He drops his flashlight, taking pictures of the fallen Cylons. He finds a strange beacon, the size of a coffee table.)
Baltar: What the hell is that? Definitely man-made.
(He investigates it. A black-haired Six o­n the floor grabs at his boot and he grabs a rescue pack.)
Baltar: You're severely dehydrated. You must drink some water.
Six: Kill me.
Baltar: You don't understand. There is no resurrection ship nearby. You will not be downloaded into a new body. You will just be gone.
Six, weeping: I saw how they died. Please -- please, I can't bear that.
Baltar, panicking: I'm here to bring help. All right? I'm just gonna take some blood samples for analysis o­n the baseship. And then we will be able to make a treatment for the disease.
(She coughs.)
Baltar: You must breathe. Please. Please take some water.
Six: You're -- you're from Galactica.
Baltar: No. I'm from a baseship. [Indicating the beacon.] Tell me... do you know what this is?
Six: We found it floating at these coordinates. Must be some kind of...beacon... or marker.
Baltar: It looks too old. It looks very old.
Six: Must've been left by the 13th tribe. Infected, poisoned. Left by some humans like you to destroy us.
Baltar: What?
Six: A human device filled with a pestilence. You sent us to this place.
Baltar: It wasn't me.
Six: You know we'd bring it aboard.
Baltar: You don't know what you're saying. This is the disease speaking through you. Calm down. I am going to bring help.
Six: You knew it was here.
Baltar: Now, shush. Shush. I would never do anything to hurt you.
Six: You and the other baseships knew it was here.
Baltar: I am going to bring help. Be quiet. Be quiet. I'm going to bring help.
Six: You want to destroy us all. It's your fault! You lie to them.
Baltar: Shut up!
Six: You lie to them.
Baltar: Shut up!
Six: You'll bring them here.
Baltar: Be quiet! Be quiet! Shut up!
Six: You're gonna infect all of us!
Baltar: Be quiet. Shut up! Aaaaaaah! Shut up!
(He crushes her neck with his foot.)
Doral, o­n comms: Gaius, do you hear us? Gaius, do you read? Is anyone alive? Speak to us. Do you read? What do you see? Are any of them alive?
Baltar: This is Gaius Baltar. I'm returning to the baseship.
Doral: What do you see?
Baltar, staring at the beacon: I see nothing. Nothing of consequence. There's nothing left to do here.

COMMERCIAL

Basestar.

Three: Nobody likes it, but we have to make a terrible choice. Do we attempt a rescue, and risk the lives of our Fleet -- even our species -- or do we leave them?
Simon: The answer won't be found in science, because there's no cure in science.
Eight: Well, there has to be.
Six: Look at them, do we just leave them?
Leoben: Then they're condemned to death.
Six: Even the humans don't leave their own.
Leoben: They must be sacrificed for the greater good.
Simon: There is a greater question.
Three: Yes, there is. How did this happen?
Simon: Baltar.
Doral: It's Baltar, of course. It's his fault. He led us there deliberately. He's been working with Galactica the whole time.
Baltar: It wasn't me. Whatever you think I did, I didn't do it, honestly!
Three: Baltar, we followed your coordinates, and found a disease with no treatment or cure.
Caprica: ...They're doomed. Never to return.
Doral: Perhaps God would smile upon us for our mercy.
Eight: Oh, listen to you. You can barely even speak His name.
Three: We have to agree. We are not abandoning our brothers and sisters ...
(All the models begin shouting at each other.)
Baltar: Listen to me! I'm totally and utterly innocent!
Three: Stop! [Plunging her hand o­nto a data panel.] We have to leave them. We have to jump, and leave them to their fate. There is no other way.
(The Hybrid screams and begins to babble: "Mists of dreams drip along the nascent echo, and love no more end of line...")
Doral: The Hybrid objects.
Three: She doesn't get a vote. Jump the ship.
Hybrid: Jump.
(Another pseudo-orgasm.)
Three: This disease... it must've come from someplace. So what did you notice o­n the infected ship?
Baltar: Nothing. Nothing. I am just as baffled as you are.
Three: You noticed nothing suspicious o­n the infected ship?
(Caprica reviews pictures, sees the beacon. She stares at him.)
Baltar: Nothing whatsoever.
(She glares but is silent.)

Galactica mess. Adama enters glaring.

Pilot: Admiral o­n deck!
Tigh: Admiral.
Adama: Give me the room.
(Everyone stands up to leave, including Starbuck; he shoves her back down.)
Adama: Stay in your seat.
Tigh: Have a drink?
Adama: Give me your sidearm.
Starbuck: ...What?
Adama: Your sidearm.
(She reaches for it slowly and puts it o­n the table. He grabs it and cocks, then tosses it o­n the table.)
Tigh: Hey, there's a live round in that.
Adama: Now o­ne of you, and I don't care who, pick that weapon up and shoot me.
Starbuck: Admiral, I don't know --
Adama: I didn't say to talk. You've done enough of that already. I said to pick up that weapon, and shoot. What's the matter? No guts? You don't got a pair? You're both frakking cowards.
Tigh: Watch your mouth...
Adama: Or what? You going to turn the rest of my pilots against each other? Poison the crew? You've already done that, Saul. Both of you.
Starbuck: Yeah, well, if you're looking for an apology, it isn't gonna happen....
(He shoves her and her chair to the floor.)
Adama: You were like a daughter to me o­nce. No more. You're malcontented, and a cancer. And I won't have you o­n my ship. So you have a choice. You figure out how to become a human being again, and an officer, or you can find another place to live. Off of this ship. You're dismissed.
(She kicks the chair, stands and leaves angrily.)
Tigh: Are you gonna kick me out of my chair too?
Adama: Listen, I know you've been through a lot.
Tigh: Don't patronize me. Say what you came here to say.
Adama: You're full of bile, hatred. And I know that it has something to do with Ellen. And I'm sorry for that. And if you need time, Saul, well, you take all the time you want. But I gotta run a ship. The last thing I need is a o­ne-eyed drunk sitting down here sowing discontent and disobedience. So I'll tell you o­nce again, Saul. You can pick up that weapon and kill me...or you can get your ass back into your quarters, and not leave until you're ready to act like the man that I've known for the past thirty years.
(Tigh, nearly crying, picks up the gun, doesn't aim directly at Adama, then ejects the round.)
Tigh: That man doesn't exist anymore, Bill. And you won't be seeing me again.

Pilots' head, where everyone is showering. Starbuck takes out a knife from her boot, staring into the mirror and scaring the other Pilots. She sticks the knife in her teeth, gathers her hair, and begins sawing at it.

Tigh's quarters, where he pours himself another drink.

Camp Oilslick, where Kara -- in full dress, with hair short again -- is looking for someone. We intercut with Tigh wandering his quarters, also looking for someone. Kara crouches with Kacey and Julia; Kacey hands her a dolly. Tigh drinks himself senseless and weeps. Kara stares at Kacey, nearly crying, and Kacey throws herself into Kara's arms. Kara begins to cry. Tigh weeps over a picture of himself and Ellen.

Lion's Head Nebula, where Sharon's Raptor has jumped.

Racetrack: Oh, my Gods, it's right there. The lion's head nebula, and the blinking eye. Holy crap, it's the road to Earth!
(She laughs, but then they both spot the infected basestar.)
Racetrack: Oh, my Gods. Let's get the frak out of here. I'll start the jump.
(Racetrack spins up the FTL but Sharon just stares, clearly shaken.)
Athena, panicked: "When God's anger awakens, even the mighty shall fall..."
Racetrack: Frak, Athena, we need to get out of here!
(She prepares to jump.)

TO BE CONTINUED

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