"Galactica has been more than our guardian. She's literally a vessel into which we have poured all of our hopes and dreams. And when she's gone, when we can no longer derive the security from looking out a window and seeing her massive bulk gliding by, then this life will be over and a new life will have begun. A new life: that requires a new way of thinking."
(And the President stands before the phoenix, the Blackbird Laura, addressing the crew. She doesn't know it's named the Laura, yet. The honor is all hers, and she doesn't even know it yet. But listen to what she's saying, what she has to believe: "Today is a new beginning for all of us. We share a unique destiny, but our future is ours to shape, and our past cannot be forgotten. A new day requires new thinking.")
Gaius puts his hand on his heart and tries, tries desperately to be genuine.
"Now, I am willing to do anything, anything I can, to make this new life a good one. All I am asking is that my people have a voice in the government. I represent thousands of people, they deserve to be enfranchised just as much as anyone else. I'm not talking about myself. This is not for me personally. Come on, Lee. It makes sense. You know it's the right thing to do." He holds out hand; Lee stares at it.
"What I know is that in all the years that I've known you, I've never seen you make one truly selfless act." Gaius turns away. "Never seen you do something that didn't on some level serve the greater needs of Gaius Frakking Baltar. So no, I won't take your hand. And I won't bring you, or any representative from your movement, into the government."
So that's what it boils down to, Gaius says, getting frustrated, getting arrogant. These are his people. His people. "My people can't get representation, because I personally haven't passed Lee Adama's Selfless Altruism Test. I haven't been a goody-goody, and won a badge of honor..." Lee shakes his head, and says the question on the head of every pin, everything thought, every tear and every demand. "I don't think you've passed Gaius Baltar's test."
And a Six is leaning down, past the pictures of the Armistice agent's children, past the paperwork, past the dust of forty years of futility. "Are you alive?" she asks. And "Prove it," she says. And destroys twelve worlds, with a kiss. Are you alive? Prove it.
"Go ahead, look me in the eye and tell me about the time that you made a truly heroic act of conscience which helped you not even in the slightest. Tell me!" he shouts, suddenly shot through with passion he didn't know was there, almost begging: "I'll even believe you." Just tell me I didn't save you a thousand times in vain.