Kara turns it on, her bird; it starts to spin up all its systems. Like something coming alive.

Tory points out that nobody, especially President Leland, would actually airlock the Fleet's chance at Earth -- any more than Three would let him airlock her Final Three of Five, so like, is this still stupid or what? -- and tells Three to keep going and push him, because she doesn't know that Adama drooled on him a second ago and now he's a grown-ass man, and Three points the Basestar's nukes at the civilian Fleet -- tacky -- and Gaius enters with Leoben, and sunlight breaks out all over her face, because she likes Gaius and when you like Gaius, sure, you can take some time out from exterminating the entire human race for the third time in as many years and you know, just shoot the shit. Because the alternative is that we're being told that Three, despite being a genius and a bad-ass in every way, is so ga-ga for Gaius that it wouldn't really matter what he told her, because she'd just do it, because girls are dumb and dicks are magic. And I really don't think that's how this works.

Kara flips the comms on, spins the needle; the goes silent for a beat before a signal appears: One signal. One signal clear as morning, coming from a single unmistakable bearing. She stares, and she thinks, but she already knows. That's the sound of the angel.

Gaius swears coercion won't work with Lee, because he's too similar to Bill now, and Tory repeats that he's bluffing, which my God you guys, they're both bluffing, there is no suspense here logically much less narratively, but everybody does get to throw around a lot of lingo so that's fun, and Gaius says "tinker's damn" which is always fun although less fun in context because the tinker's damn Lee does not give relates to three of our favorite characters who are just now standing in the strobes and the spotlight of an airlock that never seemed quite this... disco à go-go until this episode... and he swears that Lee will kill them, 3/5 of the Final Five, and of course this offends Three, who points out that the entire human race will die with them, which honestly I think would be a fair trade if we were ourselves meant to give a tinker's damn about any of this running around and yelling.