Flashback to the very sexy Valkyrie CIC, and its very sexy crew, as we hear a strangely familiar refrain: "Krypter krypter krypter, I've got damage to the port engine. Bird is down. Repeat: bird is down. Request rescue.Krypter krypter krypter! This is Bulldog...bird is down. Repeat: bird is down. Request rescue." Repetitive? There's a reason, but we're not there yet.

"So what did you do?" Laura asks Bill. But they're not alone: "I made a bad call. His ship was gone. No ejection on dradis. No distress call. He was dead. So I left." Tory wows: "But the Lieutenant did eject, obviously, and somehow survived in his ejection seat long enough for the Cylons to find him." She's mostly wowing and a little bit going "For REAL?" She is so good! She says more in one line than most of them are allowed to say in five, but they're all that good, and I'm not complaining, because these scripts are already short enough. Roslin gives some classic motherfucking Roslin: "Could you both give us a moment, please, thank you, Tory, and thank you very much, Lieutenant, I appreciate it." All one sentence like that, you know how she rolls. She is strange and unusual. Tory leads Bulldog out with the dubious delights of checking the Fleet registry for the paltry if extant survivors of his family line. He's like, "Awesome, did you know every single human died?" but something is better than nothing. Bulldog leaves with sweet Tory...

...and Roslin looks at Adama sweetly. He is sad beyond belief; he's the kind of self-hating sad that only Kara usually gets to be. "So are you gonna tell me what really happened?" asks Roslin. He looks down -- not because he doesn't respect her, but because he's afraid of losing her respect: "You're gonna have to trust me on this one, okay? It's my mess. I'll fix it." Bill stands, at attention; Roslin finally, unwillingly, leaves. Alone, Adama stares around. And then beats up a chair. You don't think to worry about him, you don't worry about the hits he takes, because he's strong: that's what he does. You don't think about what this takes out of him. I know it's just a one-off in the middle of a half-season of two-parters and To Be Continued, but this is real: you don't think about the hits he takes until they remind you, and then it hurts.