NCD2539. Raptors and a Viper squad jump in, weaving through space, waiting for the Cylons to come. Back in the hangar bay, Sharon and Racetrack suit up. Another decoy mission.
Helo climbs through Galactica's innards -- what did they call those tubes and halls on Star Trek? Didn't they have a name? It's like that. He comes to a lockbox on the wall, like a breaker box.
Athena's Raptor reaches NCD2539. CAP is away.
Helo unplugs something, a multicolored printer plug.
After a bunch of waiting around, the full Cylon party jumps in. Including a resurrection ship, luckily -- has that ever happened with an engagement like this before? "Time to execute our cylon prisoners. Call it in," he gaetas, and Apollo and Mathias head down. Apollo requests headshots, as a measure of charity. (You dangle a cure, they beg to die so they won't infect their people, and then you yank back the cure -- which you lied about to begin with -- and kill them in just the right place. You use the sick and dying as a new kind of bomb. The grossness, the sin of this, doesn't just lie in xenocide. It's a perversion from start to finish.)
NCD2539: A beautiful Raider battle takes place. Hotdog and Starbuck chatter back and forth.
On Galactica, Apollo and Mathias reach the end of the labyrinth down to the brig, and fight their way through the mysteriously engaged deadbolts, finally enter the room with the Cylon prisoners. And they're already dead. Apollo shouts, and pouts, and mourns his chance to do more damage to himself. I don't blame him for any of this: he's hard, and he's coming back from suicide and worse. I don't blame him, but just because A is wrong doesn't mean B's okay. Apollo gaetas to Adama about missing the window, as a second baseship jumps in on Starbuck's CAP squad. Adama calls all the birds back, and they begin to spin up their FTL. Ships are destroyed that we don't see; Pilots die but we don't see it. So it's like it didn't happen. This fake battle that never should have happened, this feint to carry out abomination, and people died, and we'll never see them. Did Halliburton pick up the Viper contract? The Vipers land violently on Galactica, throwing sparks and bouncing heavily, and Adama orders them to jump back to the Fleet with a tiny little glint of "Fuckin' told you so" in his very intense eyes.