There’s a guy tickling the ivories in the cantina at episode’s outset. A little mood music, if you will.
Starbuck wakes up in her bunk. In the mirror in her locker, she sees a skull face where her own should be. She fondles her dog tags from her doppelganger corpse from Earth. She hunkers down in the shower. Which is providing spotty water pressure, at best.
Later, Starbuck addresses the pilots. Their mission remains the same – fly vipers around randomly in search of a “habitable rock.” The winner receives the last known tube of toothpaste in the universe! Yay!
Tyrol is briefing Lee, Adama, Roslin, and Six on the status of the Galactica’s repairs. We learn that Caprica Six has been elected the Cylon representative within the new cabinet. She’s taking to her new life as a hard-charging politician. In fact, she’s gonna petition to try Boomer for treason. Wait – what? Caprica points out that Boomer sided with Cavil in the civil war. Her actions resulted in the death of hundreds of her people, and that whole loss of immortality thing.
Tyrol is really upset.
And the Galactica is suffering from seismic-like tremors on a regular basis now. Which upsets pretty much everyone else.
Anders is awake! Sort of. Doc Cottle calls it “bizarre,” but he doesn’t think Anders is having conscious thought. The Cylons wonder if his brain is maybe rebooting or something? Doc tells them to stop yanking their chains with quack ideas. Starbuck wants to know why his eyes are open? No reason. Doc advises her to get on with her life. She strokes her comatose half-robot husband lovingly, and looks very sad.
In the cantina, the resident piano player is really annoying Starbuck. She doesn’t see the point of his silly artistic aspirations, given that the end is nigh and all. He claims he’s bringing “grace and beauty to an otherwise futile existence.” Sure, but can his fancy music stop Cylon missiles, she wonders? He figures something happened to her to make her so cranky. Bartender makes the last call. Starbuck tells the piano player that if he wants to be an immortal composer, he should learn how to play that damn thing first. Only, he immediately starts playing a snappy tune. She softens a bit.
Tyrol is welding while staring at a random copy of Eight. Then he thinks back to pillow talk with his copy. He flashes back to being mad at her for being a machine. Then he flashes back to her getting shot and dying in his arms.
Hera is painting. Starbuck visits her. She likes the stars Hera is drawing. Helo shows Starbuck a pile of her stuff that the other pilots auctioned off when they thought she was dead. Hera gives Starbuck the drawing of the stars that she’s just rendered. Starbuck leaves with her picture and some tunes from the box of mementos. She doesn’t want the rest of it.
Boomer in the brig looks up to see Tyrol standing outside her door. They pick up the phones to chat. He doesn’t know why he’s here. Boomer reveals that when she shot the old man, and Tyrol was mad at her about all that, she figured Caprica was the way to set things right. She felt betrayed! She wanted to forget him and hate him! Only it didn’t work. “I thought about you every day since that moment I died in your arms.” Cylon love may follow a rougher road than most. Reliving your own death has got to blow.
The ship rattles some more.
But, hey, bygones! They both know who they are now, decide Boomer and Tyrol! At least there’s that.
Tyrol flashes to the scene of a happier life. With Boomer. On Picon. They’re in a beautiful house. Boomer’s arranging flowers. Oh, wait – silent projection. Boomer thought he’d be cool with it!
Uh, no. He freaks about how she just invaded his headspace.
Piano Guy is back to tormenting Starbuck with his musical stylings. Starbuck is back to drinking her body weight in shots. She claps in half-assed fashion when Piano Guy concludes. “The critic returns,” he says. She calls him a hypersensitive jackass. The song he just played reminds her about someone chasing after a car. He was trying to convey sense of loss. Yeah – that’s what she meant, too.
Tyrol is talking to the others. He’s mad that they want to kill Boomer. Tory says they can’t be gods. “Boomer saved your life,” Tyrol reminds Ellen. Ellen says justice has to run its course. But she’ll put a good word in for Boomer at the trial.
Tyrol visits Boomer in the brig again. They reminisce. She says the silent projection was her way of feeling close to him. He used to draw the floor plans of their dream house over and over again. So she built the house in her head. She just wanted him to see it. OK, he’ll see it again. They do the silent projecting thing. It’s a pretty house. Tyrol and Boomer are like a walking Abercrombie and Fitch ad. They embrace like carefree yuppies! He checks out the kitchen cabinetry, the wine glasses – the crayon marks on the wall which measures Hera’s height. Then he checks out Hera’s room. And Hera. Boomer thought of everything in this whole fake silent projected house setup! In real life, he’s crying. In Boomer’s head, he happily sits next to their daughter, who is older.
Starbuck has buddied up to the Piano Guy now. He’s sharing his composition with her. Apparently his tunes sound better after a few shots, ‘cause she looks mellow. But still feisty – she criticizes the lack of a second movement. “For someone who hates music, you know an awful lot about it,” he observes. She explains that her dad used to play. She flashes back to being a kid seated next to her dad on the piano bench.
Next, Starbuck is in an empty hangar. A young blonde girl plays piano. Starbuck quickly approaches her and taps her on the shoulder. When the girl turns around, there’s Kara’s skeletal pilot headed remains where a young girl’s face should be.
Starbuck is asking Piano Guy why she’s still here. Is she a ghost? A demon? He’s the wrong guy to ask, he says. He just tickles ivories. And chats up babes in bars, by the look of things. Though it is the end of the world.
When she was leading them all to Earth, she was at the top of her game, Starbuck laments. Now she’s……you know. A ghost/demon/whatever. “Just because you don’t know your direction doesn’t mean you don’t have one,” Piano Guy says.
Tyrol is pleading with Roslin: Don’t sign that Boomer death order thing! Personal feelings are what Sharon Valeri preys upon, Roslin reminds him. “You don’t have to kill her,” he says. Actually, Roslin disagrees. She’s cold as ice. She dismisses Tyrol.
Tyrol leaves. He’s pretty freaked.
He goes back to the repair work underway, and watches the carbon copy Cylons welding their little hearts out. Tyrol stares at the spare Eight in particular. He picks up a wrench, and when the lights flicker out – as they now do on a regular basis – someone gets whacked. Probably that carbon copy of Boomer. It’s kind of handy just having an extra one hanging around, though. Funny how no one else saw that coming.
Starbuck is digging the Piano Guy’s tunes. Only he’s not. She thinks he needs to get laid. He doesn’t want to lose the creative tension by releasing it……you know…..elsewhere. Like, into Starbuck. He talks about his ex wife. He left her after she demanded that he quit playing the piano. He was playing decent gigs, and making money, but she still told him he needed to get a real job. Starbuck freaks – it’s just like her dad. Ditching his family just to go do the crazy artist thing!
Tyrol is leaving the brig. The guard complains about those stupid blackouts, because every time they happen, he has to check on his prisoner again. Tyrol agrees that’s really a bummer. Fortunately, Boomer slept through the whole thing, by the looks of things. Only……the Boomer in the brig looks like she’s been clobbered with a wrench. Say, that’s not Boomer……and we cut to the real Boomer walking around the hallways.
Starbuck is venting to Piano Guy some more about her dad. She quit playing the piano when he abandoned the family, gods damn it! She doesn’t play anymore. That’s why she hates music now, see? It’s a childhood hangup thing. Very complicated.
Piano Guy wants to her hear play anyway. It will probably be therapeutic for her.
Starbuck flashes back and forth between playing as a kid and playing with the Piano Guy. She’s crying. This is way intense.
The recently escaped Boomer enters the shower area. Athena is there and assumes that this lousy Eight is there to fix the frakkin’ plumbing. Right before she gets clocked, Athena recognizes that it’s Boomer. Much thwacking and pummeling ensues.
Boomer is washing her bloodsoaked hands. Helo comes in. He thinks Boomer is Athena. Oh, crap – he wants a “proper goodbye” before he goes out into deep space. Boomer tries to put him off, but alas…..
Tigh talks about how his baby had his wee little dead eyes open when he was extracted. That’s sad.
Boomer and Helo are getting it on. An unconscious Athena is tied up in a locker. She’s coming to, just in time to watch Helo and Boomer frak through a crack in the door. You’d think Helo and Athena would come up with a safe word or something, given that there are about five copies of the same woman wandering around.
Piano Guy is still encouraging Starbuck to channel her inner Liberace. She claims she can’t remember the tune that her dad used to play, but Piano Guy tries to help out. Then Starback flashes to that weird drawing of Hera’s. “Holy crap!” she says. She pulls the drawing from her pocket. She realizes they aren’t stars that Hera drew – they are music notes. Piano Guy tackles the harmony part.
We see Boomer, posing as Athena, picking up Hera from space daycare. Boomer tells the teacher they have a physical.
As Starbuck and Piano Guy crank out the mystery tune, Tigh and Ellen and the others seem to recognize it.
Boomer and Tyrol are packing a getaway raptor. Boomer is taking a heavy trunk with her.
Tigh is trying to name that tune – his one good idea bulges out in recognition. Tory says, “That’s the song.” Starbuck and Piano Guy seem oblivious. They’re kind of having some sexy, intimate time.
Till Tigh grabs Starbuck by the shoulder. Where did you learn that, he demands? “My dad played it when I was a kid,” she says. OK, next question: where’d you get that weird sheet music scrawled in crayon?
Boomer is telling Tyrol she can’t do it without him. They kiss in their make-believe house, and for real in the loading bay. He sends her off.
Helo sees a clobbered Athena crawling out of the locker room. He realizes Boomer has his frakkin’ kid. Athena goes mental upon learning this.
Boomer is looking for flight clearance. There’s a delay. Adama tells her to stop. She fires up the bird anyway. Screw it – she just remembered that she’s a hot shot pilot. Another hot shot pilot, Hot Dog, is dispatched by Adama to shoot her down. Ah, but Boomer has a hostage! Hera – helloooooo?
Tigh says they can’t let Boomer leave – and if she jumps inside the ship, it’ll tear the Galactica apart. Like, even more than normal wear and tear stuff. They start shutting the doors. Boomer makes a break for it. She squeezes out – barely. Sort of. There’s collateral damage to her ship. So she flies into the Galactica, kamikaze style.
In her office, Roslin has another clairvoyant moment. She realizes Hera was on board Boomer’s doomed suicide flight. Roslin passes out.
There’s a gaping hole in Galactica’s side now.
Someone is checking Roslin’s pulse as she lays unconscious on the floor.
Tyrol hears Athena freaking out about Hera. He didn’t realize Boomer had Hera in the trunk. Oh, crap. He’s feeling bad. Really bad.
Ellen thinks Boomer freed her as part of Cavil’s plan. It wasn’t about Ellen after all. It was about Boomer. Ellen and Tigh wonder how Hera knew that song.
Starbuck is playing a recording of her dad’s tune for Anders as she lies in his arms.
Tyrol goes running through the fabricated dream house in his head. It’s empty now.
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