Zoë starts to ask why her mom just disappeared and is now on the run from the entire world, but Clarice hushes her because it's about to start. The tip-off has arrived, and no matter how happy Clarice is to see her little godlet, she always is really into watching a handful of stupid, crazy zealots kill a shitload of people for her glory.
But instead, with like three minutes to the jump and everybody priming their under-seat bombs, a bunch of warplanes fly over, dropping a squadron of Cylon Centurions on the field like Marines. They all spread out into a military formation and start aiming guns at the crowd, and everybody is freaking out and they don't even know why -- I mean, it looks scary to us but that's just because we were on New Caprica -- and because old Clarice is waiting for her new dead friends in Heaven, she doesn't even know something bad is going on.
Zoë's like, "Um, and how many people are you killing right now?" Clarice blows her off and makes a funny little joke just for us -- "If one man is resurrected, that will change the Worlds," get it? -- and that Heaven is what's important. Zoë goes into Judas mode because they got way too much heaven on their minds right now: "If people believe they'll go heaven no matter what, they'll lose control over themselves. Nothing anyone does on the Twelve Worlds will matter to them! The real worlds will turn into a game, like New Cap City. People will kill, rape, destroy. They'll be forgiven and blessed and go to Heaven anyway. That's blasphemy! I know my purpose now."
Not sure about the speech -- seems like atheists have a better ethical track record than people doing shit for imaginary pie with daddy -- but the sentiment is okay because Heaven is a stupid, ugly concept when you use it this way. Maybe two thousand years ago it helped to know that Heaven was waiting, but now it's just an excuse to be a dick. I've never understood what the Heaven thing has to do with God, anyway. We already live in a wonderful, terrible, complicated place that challenges us each and every day to brings ourselves closer to His image and gives us the tools to do so. Waiting for something better is a great way to avoid that opportunity altogether. The Afterlife is not required for religion, it's just a traditional part of some religions. And the cons of that approach are pretty well demonstrated here: Clarice is not entirely a snake oil salesman, but about some things, she is.