Cottle: You are obviously an intelligent, well-educated young woman. Would you mind explaining to me why you waited five years in between breast exams?
Roslin: Yes, I would mind. It's none of your business. I was busy.
Cottle: And now here you are.
Roslin: Yes. Here we are.
Laura tries to clean up immediately, but the girls are still glowing with celebration. They know her natural inclination is to help, to clean. Mother to the Colonies. "No!" They shout, knowing the routine. "Laura, no cleaning!" She begs for just a little bit, just a little time to clean things up. Someone's got to do it.
And Roslin's saying, "I'm not suggesting anything, Doctor. If I want to throw a baby out an airlock, I'll do it."
And her sisters remind her of her promise: that they'd finish every bottle of champagne in the house. Sandra asks for a little bit, a little sip, and Laura giggles -- "Uh... no? Pregnant girls only get gifts!" -- but she begs, and Laura gives her just a little sip before heaving down onto the couch. The girls cuddle up beside her, and she gathers them into her arms. Since Sleeping Beauty there's always been one person at the party who brought gifts nobody wants. Laura laughs, the three of them convulsing and hilarious, gossiping about the woman Mrs. Anderson brought, the strange gifts: "You know, there's always one..."
Kara's in the kitchen, attending to dinner, a candle burning and the recipe book open, when the doorbell rings. It's the first time she'll be meeting Zak's brother. When their father died, Lee stepped up. Alone in a house with a madwoman, fluttering against the sky like a bird trapped under glass. She opens the door, and there he is, just like in pictures. Something happens when their eyes meet; his smile falls for a moment. Something takes flight, slips the surly bonds of earth.
It's awkward, she invites him in. On the wall behind her as she's closing the door is a painting, a red and yellow and blue star; something she's been drawing since she was little. He brought flowers. She's unsure where to look, and just calls Zak's name again and again.
And Sam is saying, "It's about those moments when you can feel the perfection of creation. The beauty of physics. The wonder of mathematics. You know, the... Elation of action and reaction. And that is the kind of perfection that I want to be connected to."