"You weren't on New Caprica. To my recollection, you didn't set foot there. So, out of respect for the hundreds of men and women on your crew who suffered through that snake pit, I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that." She smiles and breathes and is terrifying and is right. "You would serve your Fleet well if you'd remember occasionally that the Cylons are a mortal threat to the survival of the human race." Still not the point. Helo bounces back after that unimaginable misstep: "I'm talking about right and wrong. I'm talking about losing a piece of our souls." Which somebody has said in like every episode, and remains true to this day. It's not that I love the Cylons so much, although I do, as that this main, central, crucial point keeps getting lost in the static: You have to deserve survival. You don't put guns in the Temple, you don't rape Boomer, you don’t force Cavil to cut his wrists open on the ground for your own fucking enjoyment, and you don't strap a motherfucking bomb to your chest. And if you do these things, Adama was right all along: humanity doesn't deserve to survive.