Boxey lights Starbuck's cigar for her as she prepares to play CAG for the troops. Starbuck rhetorically asks who's been screwing up their landings, and Boxey identifies a pilot called Flat-Top. Starbuck asks Flat-Top if he's got "a need for speed," and Flat-Top does some passable Tom Cruise-ish banter. Tigh watches from the back of the room as Starbuck makes a few masturbation jokes at Flat-Top's expense, then concludes, "You've been a great audience -- dismissed." The troops file out as Tigh walks up and berates Starbuck for smoking in the Ready Room. Starbuck replies, "My room, my rules." Tigh asks Boxey where his mom is, and Boxey not-at-all-cutely snaps, "Dead. Where's yours?" Ha! I might like him after all. Tigh ignores that and says that he's looking for Boomer. Boxey growls that Boomer's in the tool room, and exits. Tigh lectures Starbuck about how to mind the troops, and tells her, "You're right on the edge, Thrace. Careful you don't fall off." Starbuck leans in to sniff Tigh's breath and responds, "Speaking of falling off...glad to see you finally found a way to quench your thirst." And off she goes.
Astral Queen. Zarek and Apollo are hanging out in the control room, or bridge, or whatever. I assume that Apollo is handcuffed or secured somehow, although I can't tell since he's always in close-up in this scene. Apollo says, "They won't negotiate while you're holding hostages." Zarek says that he's not trying negotiate, he just wants a little prison reform. Then he adds, "Finally, I have something to bargain with." See, he's not negotiating, he's bargaining. It's totally different. Zarek finally sits down facing Apollo and says that they're going to talk about Adama.
Galactica. Baltar has loonied his way to Adama's quarters, where he's admiring the paintings. First we heard about Adama's taste in books, now it's his paintings. Let us consider it established that Adama has layers. Adama offers Baltar some water and cuts to the chase: "Where's my Cylon detector?" Baltar admits that he's having some trouble. Six encouragingly says, "It's not working this time, Gaius. He can see right through you." Baltar burbles that the the lack of proper facilities and the water shortage are delaying things, until Adama cuts him off and says, "You said you had a way of detecting human from Cylon. Do you, or don't you?" Baltar gulps and confesses, "I don't." Six shrieks, "What?!" Baltar babbles that he's not cut out for this, and that his subconscious is sabotaging him, and this seems like a good time to mention that I'm always impressed when actors ignore each other. I mean, Olmos and the rest of the cast do these scenes where Six is slinking about, and they ignore her so totally that I forget they're actually able see her. It might be particularly impressive here, since Six is wearing a silk nightgown as she walks within inches of Olmos. Where was I? Six says that Baltar's got to tell Adama what he wants to hear, because otherwise, "they're going to find [him] out, and tear [his] head off, and throw [his] body out of an airlock!" She shouts this last bit in Baltar's face. Baltar yelps (captioned, "Woo!") and drops his glass, which shatters on the floor. Baltar excuses himself to a baleful Adama, and says he hasn't had much sleep. Adama cooly notes that Baltar is the only man they have who can do this: "So what's the game plan, doc?" Six instructs Baltar to say there is one way he can help. Baltar tries to shush Six, but gives in when she starts shouting again. She prompts him to say, "I didn't want to have to ask you for this, but what I really need to complete this project is --" Six concludes, "A nuclear warhead." Baltar boggles a little but goes with it.