There ain't many morals to be found here -- just payoff, in the craziest most stressful world-about-to end kind of way.
Kara calls Lee "Mr. Prez". Cute.
Leoben once told her that children are born to replace their parents, and that the only way for them to reach their full potential is for their parents to die. This does not bode well for this series. Also, it reminds me of Dumbledore and Obi-Wan Kenobi.
When Roslin tells him to blow the baseship if the Final Four are compromised, she is essentially asking him to blow her to hell, too.
Gaeta's new name is Mr. Hobbly-Pants-One-Leg.
The way that D'Anna looks at Tigh when she steps off the Raptor is H'AWESOME. (The 'H' adds extra awesome. Go ahead, say it out loud.
Of COURSE frakking Tory goes over. I loathe her.
"I wanted to thank you." "For what?" "Essentially, for not murdering me." Hee.
Tory is like a dog turning on its master. Also, like a dog, she probably has rabies.
Tiny Airlock Man wears orange!
D'Anna's hostage situation isn't really against the fleet; it's against the Final Four. They're the ones with a choice. Kind of unfair, D'Anna.
Kara-CAG! You're so pretty. And your Viper has a secret.
This episode makes my tummy barfy and my arms shaky.
And Saul Motherfrakking Tigh turns himself in. LOVE Tigh, and I NEVER thought I'd say that. Ever.
Bill is so angry, and he doesn't want to believe it. They've been friends for thirty years, he says. "When I met you, you had hair." Guess there's another kind of Cylon, Bill. A kind that ages and can be an alcoholic.
"D'Anna will back down if you threaten to flush me out an airlock." What a beautiful man.
Adama is going batshit CRAZY with grief. Adama's drinking himself senseless and punching mirrors, and Saul Tigh is sacrificing himself for the good of humanity. The frak is going on!?
Lee, to his father, when speaking of Tigh: "I'll take care of it." Breaks my heart.
My God, I know what's going to happen, and I'm still a wreck. My hands are shaking! I just screamed at my roommate when she walked in the door!
EVERYONE'S A CYLON! LET'S ALL HAVE A PARTY! I'll bring the brownies.
Can Kara learn to love Cylon Sammy just like he's regular Sammy? I don't know, it's gonna be hard for her.
HELP! Why am I always alone when I watch this episode?
"Galen Tyrol and Sam Anders have just joined Colonel Tigh in the airlock."
And of course, Gaius Baltar saves the world.
I like watching Starbuck run, now that I know what happens of course.
POUNDY POUNDY MUSIC. YOU! GUYS!
"They will never forgive us for what we did to the twelve colonies." Yes, they will. I have to believe it.
It is a measure of how fantastic this show is that I care so much about that eyepatchy S.O.B.
Run, Kara, RUN!
"What are you waiting for, Apollo?" I want to kiss you on the mouth, Saul Tigh.
Oh, thank Jesus, no airlocking tonight. No, seriously, Jesus, if you're listening: this all better end well.
Kara's observation that whoever is orchestrating all of this "wants us to find Earth with the Cylons" blows my frakking mind.
D'Anna: "All of this has happened before." Lee Adama: "But it doesn't have to happen again."
THE HANDSHAKE!
Two presidents and an admiral. Sounds like a bad sitcom, but it makes for a great scene. Because it's actually also a family: Papadama, Mama President, and Baby President.
"You guys just gonna sit here flapping your lips or are we going to go find Earth?"
And it's EARTH! So pretty!
And then two minutes of happiness . . .
And it's Earth. Decimated by a nuclear holocaust. Yay?
My favorite part of the end is when Caprica reaches out and touches Tigh.
Okay, so I'm dying here. What is coming next? They reached Earth, they made a truce with the Cylons!
You know, any other show, this would be the series finale. But no, there are still ten more episodes, and I can honestly say I have no idea what to expect. And it better be good.