Nine months ago, on Caprica, the poundy drums were intense indeed. At Gaius Baltar's house, he was megastressed because he'd just learned that, thanks to him, the entirety of humanity was going to be destroyed in a minute. He was freaking out on his girlfriend -- who'd used their relationship to set the whole thing up -- about how she had to have an escape plan, right, because nuclear bombs are all fun and games until you are vaporized into a shadow on the wall and your crops are irradiated for a thousand years. Kind of embarrassed for him, Six explained in simple words that she was a total robot and would just download into a fresh body once she was exploded. Baltar was also going blind at this point due to the bombing, and having a science-fiction porn moment in his own head: "You mean there's more out there like you?" She explained that she was the sixth of the twelve Cylon models, he said he didn't want to die, and then she pushed him to the ground as a nuclear shockwave brought the house down around them.
Today, Six's eyes go all twitchy in a Cylon birthing tank, and her downloaded memories flash across the screen. But it's not just any memories, not her life flashing before her eyes: we see her before and after she killed that baby while wearing a totally fierce violet jacket; kissing Gaius in the Caprica gardens; making love to him in the house. Guilt, love, sex, Gaius. She is the next evolution of the Cylon machine: first comes sentience, then comes self-doubt, self-interrogation, guilt. The drums stop for a second as Six breathes: "Do you love me?" And then they start again, and it's awesome, and Six remembers more sex and more Gaius. If the Six model's need for love can be fulfilled -- and by a human, of course -- then there's got to be more to God's plan. I'm not sure, but I think some of the memories are actually of Gaius and Chip Six on Galactica, but I'm sure that, if that's true, it's just a funny edit and not yet important, because that's a pretty tiny thing for foreshadowing.
Again there is the blast, and again Six gasps in the birthing tank. Her bangs and face are dry, because she's been lying there for a while, waiting to download. She stutters, very confused, and a Boomer in a beautiful dress and another version of Six watch, worried. "I was in a house," says Tank Six. The voice of D'Anna Biers comforts her: "But you're not in a house any longer." Biers smiles down at her: "You're back with us. You've been reborn." Six isn't really there yet, repeating that she has died. It seems very traumatic and not just a little painful. Biers strokes her hair, speaking sweetly and softly: "But that is all over now. You have been downloaded into a new body." The other Six is very professional and put-together, as usual, but weirded out by the spazzing. The reborn Six thinks for a moment: "Gaius. Gaius was in the house." Biers and Boomer look at each other, concerned. "Is he alive?" Six demands. "Is he?" Nobody answers her, but from nowhere there's a gentle "Shhhh." The camera pans up from her panicked face to Gaius, his shit ten times as together as we've seen in a long while. Oh my God! He's a Cylon! "I'm not really here," he whispers. "No one can see me but you." Oh my God! He's a Chip Gaius! Fake-out! Double fake-out! Six lets out a choking chuckle and reaches for Baltar. "Don't let them know," he says. Biers, more firmly: "Six. Would it trouble you if Dr. Baltar were dead?" Six retreats as Gaius murmurs, "If they know how you feel about me, it'll be a problem." Six thinks fast and dials it back: "It would be unfortunate. If he died. He was so helpful." Biers gleams: "Very helpful. Your mission was a resounding success. It completely disabled the colonial defenses." She's so warm, her beaming smile: "The attack succeeded beyond our most optimistic projections, thanks to you." She's so proud. Six just stares.