Wilkins is still puzzling over his monitors when the door opens and the guard enters, along with several armed prisoners.
The cells on Zarek's aisle are opened, and when the prisoners there exit, Apollo jumps out and, seriously, tries to beat them all up by himself. Ha! He does okay for a minute or so, but pretty soon he's tackled and it's all over but the pummeling. Apollo's a nice boy, but not the brightest. Zarek reclines on his cot contemplatively.
After the ads, Apollo returns to consciousness to find several armed prisoners standing over him. The Evil Guard is reporting to Zarek that the guards and ship's crew have been placed in cells. Zarek svengalis, "I knew I could count on you."
Dualla and Billy are put in neighboring cells by the prisoners. Dualla tells Billy to "stay frosty." Yay for Aliens shout-outs! From another cell nearby, Cally insists that the prisoners don't want to hurt them: "That won't get them what they want." Billy asks, "Which is what?" I'm guessing cocoa, personally.
Galactica. Baltar is wandering around, probably asking if anyone needs to borrow a cup of crazy. He runs into Starbuck and Boxey, and says it's nice to see her. Starbuck coos, "Good to see you, too!" Baltar says, "Really?" which is a little bit odd, but then again, so he is he. Starbuck, in the same seductive tone: "No!" She and Boxey trade giggling high fives as they move on. Baltar just looks confused. Hee. But then Six, wearing a negligee, says "Aw" in his ear. Baltar wonders if Starbuck's a natural blonde. Six says, "I doubt it." I wonder if Six's nightgown should be considered Cylongerie. Sorry.
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.