Galactica quarantine, Hotdog's getting on Racetrack's nerves hella bad. "Feel anything yet?" Shut up. "You didn't touch any infected skinjobs!" Shut up. "Kiss my infected ass." Shut up. Cottle enters and gives her leave to kiss his ass as she sees fit, but informs them no asses are currently infected. "Got your bloodwork back; humans are immune to the virus. You're all healthy." Everybody hoots and hollers and Apollo gives everybody a quick round of applause for being human before ushering everybody out. And everybody goes, except for Sharon, whom Cottle tells to stay put. Out in the corridor, Racetrack walks by Helo, and she would say something I think, if he weren't looking over her head, at his wife. He grabs Cottle, wigging out. "No no no no no no," he says. "Please tell me she's okay." Cottle tells him Sharon's bloodwork isn't done yet, and Helo whines about how he's holding off because she's a Cylon so she goes last. And either Cottle's got a serious character arc coming up -- given the conversation with Three on New Caprica, that would make sense -- or Helo's being a big old baby. He's allowed. He shouts back through the cleanroom door to her, where her shoulders are very small and her back is very bent: "Sharon? You're gonna be okay. Promise." She nods, scared; reminded of what she is and is not. Helo yells at Cottle, to find him the second there's anything, and runs off. And inside the cleanroom, Athena cries, possibly sick, probably dying.
Episode Report CardJacob Clifton: A+ | 1333 USERS: B-
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