Baltar walks down a corridor of the Galactica, and people stare at him as he passes. We also hear voices muttering things like "Traitor," but nobody's mouth is moving, so I think there's a fair chance that Baltar's imagination is acting up again.

Gaeta's still munching on space brittle and watching the monitor. Then he leans in close as the image is resolved into a clear shot of Baltar.

Baltar walks around a corner, past a prominently displayed fire alarm.

A siren blurts as all hands are called to damage control stations. Hilariously, Gaeta pops one last bite of space brittle in his mouth before leaving. You'd think he'd grab the bucket, or whatever, if it's that good. In case of fire, save the space brittle! It's going to take us a few generations to recreate See's!

In CIC, Adama and Tigh look at the monitors, trying to figure out where the fire is.

Baltar hurries into the lab and closes the door. He stares at the picture of himself on the monitor, then hurries over and begins typing on the keyboard.

CIC. Dualla says that there isn't any fire anywhere. Tigh asks for the location of the alarm. Dualla says "D-wing corridor, where it intersects C-wing." Adama immediately says, "That's the lab."

Baltar types some more, and the image on the monitor fades in and out but doesn't go away. Control-alt-delete, man! He hits one key over and over, muttering, "Erase," and finally hammers on the keyboard. He gives up and runs over to the shelves, then just kind of wavers back and forth without doing anything. He crosses the room and grabs some equipment. A moment later he's trying to open what I'll just assume is the disk drive with some pliers. And then he tries smashing it with a mallet. Cut to Baltar behind the monitors, pulling out wires and grinning happily. I love that his solutions are becoming more and more useless. He yanks some wires triumphantly, and a monitor goes out. Not the one with his image on it, but still, he should feel proud, right? He happily pops out in front of the screens, and then looks terribly crestfallen upon seeing that he pulled the wrong wires. And that's when he starts gibbering, basically. He finally picks up a small stool and prepares to hurl it at the monitor. The way he's going, he'd miss, but before he can even make the attempt Adama barks, "Put it down!" Adama, Tigh, and a mess of soldiers enter the lab. Baltar freezes for a second and then gently puts the stool back on the floor. Adama tells the soldiers to put Baltar in the brig. Baltar edges a little bit to one side until the soldiers grab him. Heh. As they drag him away, Baltar asks to speak to an attorney. Adama stares at the monitor. Baltar's voice fades into the distance as he wails, "She's got it in for me, that Shelly Godfrey!"