The Cylons notice how somebody -- uh oh, Anders -- is groaning and in need of aid, and Biers is like, "A survivor. Hang on, buddy. We'll get you out." They pull the huge chunks of building off him, noting the tunnel behind him, and pull him out by the legs. Needless to say, they are grossed out to find they have a Buccaneer by the toe. Anders thanks them, and Biers brutally kicks him in the head and takes his Gigantic Gun: "Frackin' human. You know he probably set that explosion." Like when you find a chewed-through hole in your flour or sugar or other bulk goods. "What, from the Resistance?" asks Sharon. "Why? No military value to the café." "But humans don't respect life the way we do," says Biers, awesomely, as she pulls the Giant Gun on Anders. Sharon -- clearly not thinking -- grabs for the gun and pulls it away: "No! I won't let you kill him." There's a long staring contest, and Biers is simply horrified. Six speaks up: "She's right. Don't kill him." Lucy Lawless deserves a total Emmy. "Why the fuck not?" she basically asks. Nobody's got a good answer. Gaius hums at Six, who's propped up against a wall a few yards away and very much not wanting to hear from him at the moment, "Why not kill him? You've already killed billions of people. Do you honestly believe one more body's going to weigh any heavier on your conscience?" His anger and disgust present, again. "...Which is something that you don't have, do you?"
The dialogue gets clunkier from here on out, but it's not yet distractingly bad. "...We should interrogate him! Find his accomplices," says Six vaguely, and Biers chuckles. She looks at Anders, then back at Six and Sharon. She nods: "Okay. You can let go now, Sharon." Like Sharon's just being so, so silly about all this. Like the degree to which Sharon is a total fuckup is both hilarious and charming. She checks out Anders, finds the dog tags Kara gave him, and rips them off. Sharon realizes what they are, and Biers reads them: "Thrace, Kara." In the "You Can Always Wank It But That Doesn't Mean You Should Have To, Because You Could Go Blind From All Of This Doing Their Work For Them" category, the tags say "K. Thrace." It's an insert shot, somebody's hands holding the prop, but it's not that hard, dude. Sharon's agog: "Starbuck?" Biers tosses off the line that launched a thousand wanks, including mine way above: "She was on Caprica a couple of weeks ago." Sharon looks around, and Biers delivers a deadly smile: "She escaped with the help of another Sharon." Which is two things: #1, you just missed Big Sis, which sucks; and #2, your ass is getting boxed and all the Eights should be fucking recalled. Sharon thinks fast: "If she gave him this, he meant something to her." Biers takes it back and sneers, "Well, then it's sweet." She tosses it aside and it lands near Six, who grabs it when nobody's looking. Gaius: "You have it in your hand. Hard physical proof of one person's love for another. If only you felt this deeply about us." She says she did, and he looks away. "I do. I love you, Gaius." She looks back at him, his face, his lips. "Where's the tangible proof?" he asks.