Elosha flips through the scriptures and finds the relevant passage: "And the blaze pursued them. And the people of Kobol had a choice: to board the great ship or take the high road through the rocky ridge." This is giving me flashbacks to Message From Space. Which is never a bad thing. Boomer chimes in, "And the body of each tribe's leader was offered to the gods in the Tomb of Athena." Boomer explains that the ship was a galleon that left from the meadow they're standing in with the founders of the colonies. She looks around at the hillsides as she says that the high road leads to the Tomb. The camera swings around to show a faint path cutting across a nearby hill. Everyone stares, and the Prez happily says, "Let's move."
They all walk along the overgrown road. Helo and the cannon fodder lead the way with their guns ready as Boomer tells Elosha that the path should be marked with gravestones. I guess the people on Kobol liked Survivor. Oh my God, Zarek is Rob! Except less likable. Elosha suddenly says that she's found something, and scrambles through the bushes. She approaches a small carved rock under a fern. As she examines it, she shifts her feet and steps on a trigger. Boomer then shouts, "Wait!" but Elosha moves again to see what she's stepped on, and a bouncing betty is launched into the air. Kaboom. Elosha is thrown back as more explosives are launched. And then there's gunfire, too. A member of Team Cannon Fodder is promptly hit. The camera finds three Centurions perched on the hillside, shooting down at the cast.
Commercials. Eick and Moore mention that, normally, they'd bring Birch back at some point, but that they've made the character such an ass that it'd be difficult to do it. Moore says that, instead, they'll just have some crew member casually say, "Oh, and Birch killed himself."
Everyone ducks as the Cylons keep firing. Everyone except Boomer, who starts running as Helo calls her. Another member of Team Cannon Fodder fulfills his mission, and then Helo manages to take out one of the Centurions. Good for him; he's certainly had enough practice. The Centurion tumbles down the hillside thinking, "01000011 01110010 01100001 01110000!"
Apollo and Starbuck move in so that they're almost under the Cylons, sheltered by some overhanging rock. Apollo helpfully points up, like the loud gunfire above them isn't a clue. He and Starbuck take turns leaning out to fire at the robots.
Zarek and Meier protectively surround the Prez while some cannon fodder shoots back at the Centurions.