less vomit, more shooting! frak's sake.
admiral hoshi and president what's-his name lawyer = weird
oh gaius, i knew you had … something … in you.
big guns BIG GUNS OMGs YES
ooh! simultaneous hallucination. i've always wondered what that would be like.
anyone else think galactica ramming into the facility like that is a bit freudian?
cavil still a bastard. check.
right, all it takes is a little hand-torch to cut through the hull of a starship.
OPERA HOUSE REVELEO
yeah, getting hera out was way too easy.
'hera's not a thing, she's a child.' *sigh*
fake-huzzah, a matrix-like 'let's all live in peace together' conclusion. almost word for word. frak.
DON'T KILL TORY NO NO NO
piano song=keypad star coordinates. chelsey saw it coming.
(i'm glad my wife never got drunk doing shots with my brother.)
can it be? earth's evil twin? does it have an evil goatee?
goody goody, high-falutin moral philosophy from one adama to another
'have you ever stolen money from a cash register' … i bet the answer was yes.
tyrol is the father of the vikings! frak yes.
[twenty minutes left; denial sets in]
really trying not to be cynical about roslin, AGAIN
incidental point of order: spaceships don't need wings, no sound in space, and lasers move faster than that
OMGs WHERE DID KARA GOEZ
wrong hand for the ring, dummy. also look where you're flying
apparently all that nonsense about hera didn't mean much? i mean, they could have just jumped away, right?
aaaand definitely going over the alloted two hours. curious.
.. thank you for reading; mattlestar gafraktica has been sponsored by kfc and yet another x-men movie
post-show rumination. apparently the entirety of season 3 was predicated on that one night mooreron got stoned listening to 'all along the watchtower'