And then Baltar wakes up, jerking up from where his head was cradled in Six's lap. Out of the nightmare, into the hallucination. Baltar tells Six about his dream and asks, "Why would anyone want to drown a baby?" Because sometimes you don't have a grill handy? Six more enigmatically answers, "The answer's all around us." And then we see that the grove they're in is littered with skulls and bones. Not secret-society members; skeletons. Baltar asks what happened, and Six says, "Human sacrifice. Not the fairy tales your scriptures would have you believe." Baltar stammers that he thought Kobol was a paradise where the gods lived in harmony with humans. Well, that doesn't necessarily mean that the humans lived in harmony with each other. Six attributes the problem to "your brutality, your depravity, your barbarism." Oh, that. Baltar moans that the scriptures are just covering up savagery. Should this be so surprising to him? Isn't he the atheist? Six reminds Baltar that all of this has happened before, and tha all of this will happen again. Which has certainly been true of that line, at least. Baltar figures that Adama really will try to kill their baby, which he's only seen in hallucinations, but that's Baltar for you. Six says, "Only if you let him."
Galactica. Team Apollo bustles down a corridor and shines their flashlights around in a confusing way. Then they stop to look at the dead bodies on the floor. We're gonna need a smaller whiteboard. Apollo gives a morale-boosting "go go go," and they move on toward the small arms locker. Throughout the scene, there's a clang-clang of robot footsteps nearby. I think. Or else it's the radiator. Apollo pulls the door open as everyone else readies their guns. Apparently they haven't yet noticed that the Cylons aren't particularly into skulking. They shine their flashlights into the locker, and a man inside holds up his hands and whines, "Don't shoot, I'm human!" Kat identifies the guy as "Jammer," and Apollo tells Kat to find the explosive rounds while he chats with Jammer. Jammer stammers (hee) that he was just looking for a place to hide. Apollo insists, against all available evidence, that Jammer will be fine. Kat interrupts, and silently shows Apollo a box containing six shells. One of the Marines guesses that other fire teams already came by looking for explosive rounds. Apollo says, "Six rounds. There are five of us." He pauses for moment to work out the math, and finally declares that he'll take two rounds, and everyone else gets one. Jammer's eager to let someone else take his round, saying, "I'm just a knuckle-dragger here. I don't know how to fight Centurions. I don't know the first thing about fighting Centurions!" Thank you, Prissy. Apollo and Kat just kinda stare at Jammer for a second, and then they move out.