WHAT THE OLD MAN SAID TO KENDRA
He said to Kendra, "Soon there will be Four, glorious in awakening, struggling with the knowledge of their true selves, the pain of that revelation bringing true clarity." And he was right, there were Four. And they were glorious. And now they're struggling, pulling themselves together with their hands and shuffling back to the hangar, to the bridge.
He said, "And amidst confusion, he will find her." And he was right. He wasn't even looking for her, just trying to be good, but there she was: glorious. She came howling back from the place Three found, the place nobody ever came back from before, bringing the end of the story and the end of the war, and the end of everything. And he was the boy who was good.
He told her: "Enemies brought together by the apostle, enemies now joined as one. The way forward, once impenetrable, yet inevitable." And he was right. What began as a duet, a Sonata for Scientists, between a girl named Sarah and a boy named Gaius on a doomed world called Caprica, became a quadrille, and now they're dancing so fast you can't even tell who knows they're dancing and who's just trying to keep up: Laura, Caprica, Athena. Boomer. And Hera, always Hera.
The old man said to Kendra: "And the Fifth, though still in the shadow, yet clawing for the light, hungry for redemption, that will only come in the howl of terrible suffering." And he's right. But tell me who that doesn't describe, in the Fleet or out of it.
He said, "I can see them all, the Seven -- now Six -- self-described machines, who believe themselves without sin. But in time, it is sin that will consume them. They will know enmity, bitterness, the wrenching, the agony of the one splintering into many." He is right, and that's the Apocalypse for them too. It would be good to remember that, I think.
And the old man said to Kendra: "And then they will join, in the Promised Land, gathered on the wings of an angel. Not an end, but a beginning."
THE SUBJECTIVITY OF HUMOR IN A GENOCIDE SITUATION
But first, there are two Vipers in space, set against the Nebula, flying in tandem. And Lee's sad face stares across at her, in the silence of space, and when he speaks it's disbelief. "I saw your ship blow up." She rolls her eyes. "'Fraid not." She repeats herself: "I've been to Earth."
"...Big blue oceans, fluffy white clouds... You're gonna love it. I promise," she says, on the wireless in CIC. Adama is offended by the universe, pulling this trick again. She's never spent this long in the underworld before, and it's never seemed this false before. Just as they reached the Nebula, just as the electrics went down, after four Basestars showed up, full of Raiders and malice, Kara Thrace. The thing you want most, at the least believable time possible. It's either a very mean joke or a very twisted one. The Admiral screams for ID on the ship, for a line to his son, to anything. And just behind him, Helo recognizes her voice, just as Gaeta confirms her ship's signatures.