Tigh whines to Adama on the QT: "What the hell is his problem?" And since Adama has a total blindspot about Tigh, he skips over the part about Tigh's pointless and illegitimate displays of power ["You mean, like when Tigh staged that coup? Oh, wait..." -- Strega], and just tells him what he already thinks -- that it's because everything is hopeless and futile and the rest of their lives is going to be spent on the brink of extinction, constantly running and dying of terror and getting more and more pissy with each other and eventually turning to reality TV and cannibalism. It's rather bleak.
Apollo comes into the hanger and asks Chief where he might find the 289er Viper. Wait, so was that Boomer's ship? I should have figured that out in the first damn scene. I'm dumb, you guys. He only, like, made out with it. Man. ["Now I will render your heartfelt confession meaningless: Boomer flew a Raptor, not a Viper. So, no, that's not her ship." -- Strega] ["Okay, so the Vipers are the ones that have room for one person named Starbuck or Apollo, and the Raptors are the airport shuttle ones like Boomer and Helo had on Caprica, when Gaius ["a.k.a. Baltar" -- Wing Chun] almost screwed over that old blind lady. Got it." -- Jacob] See, if I had that geek thing I'd have already known for sure one way or the other, like before the episode even started, but that's where I fail at this, because I can't ever remember anything about ships or military rank or any of that stuff. The first Star Wars movie is like a total mystery to me every time I watch it because I never know who anybody is or what they're doing. There are, like, four ships to keep track of on Farscape and I can never remember which is which, and, like, some of them are named after people's dead wives and I still just...it doesn't stick. That particular pasta is just never al dente, in my brain. I lack the necessary thing. Tyrol tells Apollo that the ship's grounded for scrap, and can you guess what Lee ["a.k.a. Apollo" -- Wing Chun] does? That's right: he gets bitchy. He quickly gets some noblesse oblige from somewhere deep in the Adama part of himself, though, and lays off pretty quick, asking Chief just to do his best: "Nobody's expecting any miracles." Tyrol makes a thinky face: "Maybe that's the problem."