Apollo lights his cigar while Starbuck giggles about something. Adama suddenly appears in the background. Apollo holds the lighter for a minute and then tosses it over to Adama. Adama does one chest-level fist-pump and smiles a tiny bit. See, that's how you celebrate.
Domicylon. Baltar's sitting on a beach chair on the patio. Six asks if he's read the Pythian prophecy. Baltar says, "Not since the sixth grade. I can't say ancient history is my favorite subject." Six says he should have paid more attention. She plays with his hair and recites, "All of this has happened before. All of this will happen again." Moore says that he thinks this line comes from the Disney Peter Pan. Baltar sighs that everyone knows that verse, and asks what the point is. Six moves around to kneel in front of him and asks if he remembers another verse: "Led by serpents numbering two and ten." Baltar quickly says that the serpents are the twelve Vipers. Six continues her catechism: "Though the outcome favored the few, it led to a confrontation at the home of the gods." Baltar asks if God made him point to the target "for some arcane scriptural purpose?" Well, no, because the prophecy is just describing...oh, I'm not having this argument again. Never mind. Six tells Baltar that he's part of God's plan. Baltar asks if God wanted him to destroy the base. Six coos, "You did well. You gave yourself over to Him." She strokes the side of his face. Baltar ponders and finally says, "I suppose I did." He sits up and declares that there's no other logical explanation for what happened. See, I'm still partial to the idea that Six really is just Baltar's subconscious personified. I find it a lot more amusing if he's talking himself into believing in God than if there's a "real" Six who's manipulating him. Anyway. Baltar stands up saying, "I was --" Six quickly corrects him: "Am." Baltar steps over to the balcony railing and leans back against it. He's wearing a robe, and rests his arms on the railing with his palms out. Heh. He says, "I am an instrument of God," in a nicely matter-of-fact way. Six smiles.
Next time: Zarek may ascend. Now, come on! Oh, to the Presidency. Okay.
Production card: A light bulb goes off over Moore's head. Eick waves a paper in Moore's face. Paper cuts appear on Moore, and blood runs down his face as he says, "Ow."