Whoa, a BSG of revelations. Gaius Baltar, the last of humanity's faith healers [wtf?!], is finally on trial and so far Tigh & Roslin have both been indicted, but no one's pinned anything on Baltar. Roslin's all hopped up on goofballs because her cancer has returned, while her aide looks seriously strung out. Lee told his dad, in no uncertain terms, to go suck an uptight, paternalistic, dictator-lovin' egg, and Dee told Lee sayonara.
The trial scenes were rough. Tigh's testimony hurt to watch, but seeing him appear to crack in the last scene of the ep ["...it's in the frakkin' ship!"] was the worst. He's so utterly flawed, broken even, which perhaps contributes significantly to making him a character I really like. He spent the first two seasons pretty fucked up though adequately functional, but season three has seen what little stability he had kicked out from under him, and the resultant damage to his already injured psyche.
So, Roslin is the dying leader who will show them the way to Earth after all. It's nice that we've come back around to that. Hopefully, this will accelerate her relationship with Adama. Tigh, Anders & Tory were the only people hearing the music, so clearly they're among the final five [this week].
Of course, I enjoyed the brief soft core scene, wherein Tigh & Caprica slugged each other. She generally doesn't do much for me but I'm definitely a fan of Tigh, and watching them hit each other was hot. It was also a pleasure to see Baltar-in-her-head make an appearance.
Next week's episode, the season three finale, will probably wrap up a thing or two, but it's a safe bet that we'll be left with a lot more questions than answers. I think the only thing we can count on for sure is a hell of a cliffhanger.
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