The Girl Hanging By One Foot
Fisk's protests die and he tells the Marines to line them up. "We have orders...to shoot the families of any selectee who refuses to return with us. We will carry out this order." Always orders, with Fisk: always what she tells him to do, and nothing before that point. Is he more of a hero, for waiting until he's told? Does that moment of hesitation earn him any points in the hereafter? Is he less of a monster for waiting until his hand is forced? Or just less of a razor? Is this a gift from Cain, too? Laird protests and a bottle crashes, and something happens, and it's over. We don't see what happens and we don't know what it is, but when it's done, Kendra is a razor.
Now, she shifts through the frequencies, down in the kitchen, remembering Scylla, the rock on which she was sharpened and forged. Raptor 359er hails and docks on Colonial One, over the radio. Kendra opens the canister and pulls out her needle, to forget. Greenleaf lands on Galactica, over the airwaves. She aims her needle and Kara appears, bashing a bottle down at the other end of the table, startling Kendra. Kara smiles that one scary smile, the sexy one that you know means RUN. "So, the XO is human after all. I used to do that myself...scrum through the wireless band -- reminds you you're not alone out here. Got any more?" This last offhand, casual, Kara's teeth like razors. More of what? "What you're about to stick in your neck," duh. "Whatever floats your boat, right? I came down here looking for a loose bottle, you came down here for... Guess we both just try to take the edge off, right?" Kendra sighs: Kara doesn't get it. You can't take the edge off. That's the point of the edge.
"I'd hate to think Lee's new XO can't handle the pressure," Kara warns. "Maybe you want to get busted back to peeling potatoes." Kendra offers that it would be a similar shame if "Lee's" favorite pilot ended up scrubbing floors for pilfering ship stores. Men died for coffee on the Gideon; "pilfering ships" is a matter of perspective. Kara agrees to keep the secret, if Kendra keeps hers; Kendra has no way of knowing that Kara is still a year or two from learning about the existence of consequences. This is a power game and nothing more. Kara leaves, and Kendra puts her stash back, and flips the freqs again. Unconfirmed reports continue to attribute President Roslin's recent miraculous recovery. But Kara's point is made: Kendra listens and does not move, doesn't open up that can again. She weeps, for herself and for the Scylla, but she doesn't step back from memory.