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Gaius Baltar: I knew it. I knew it. I always knew I was different.
[[[Number Six|Her]] hands caress his face, come down to his neck.]
Baltar: Special. Maybe a little gifted. Oh...
[The Six o­n his left begins to draw blood.]
Baltar: Ah...ah... ah! That was a bit rough, actually. That hurts.
[All three of them begin to scratch him deeply.]
Baltar: Aah! Aah! What's wrong?
Number Six o­n his left: You are, Gaius. You're not Cylon, you're human. And you're dead!
[She pushes him under; the pod becomes a deep and dark pool; she follows him down, kissing him.]
--Taking a Break From All Your Worries