THE CYLONS WERE CREATED BY MAN.
THEY REBELLED.
THEY EVOLVED.
THEY LOOK – AND FEEL – HUMAN.
SOME ARE PROGRAMMED TO BELIEVE THEY ARE HUMAN.
THERE ARE MANY COPIES.
AND THEY HAVE A PLAN.
"Previously on BZZT!"
Without warning, the "previously" intro stopped. In its place was the bridge of a Cylon Base Star. All known Cylon models were there.
"We are the Cylons," declared D'Anna. "And we have a confession to make."
"Until now, we have led you to believe that we, the Cylons, have a plan."
"This is, in fact, untrue."
"The truth is…"
"…we actually have no frakking idea what we're doing."
"Yeah, we're actually pretty bad at organizing anything in advance," added Leoben.
"The only really long-term plan we ever came up with was planting humanoid Cylons in the colonies sometime after the first war," explained Doral, "and that was just in case we would ever need them."
"I really started sleeping with Baltar because I thought he was hot, not because he had access to Colonial government secrets," admitted Six.
"We actually flipped a coin to determine whether we would hit the Fleet HQ on Picon or the government on Caprica first," Sharon giggled.
"We only came up with the idea to have Sharon shoot Adama when he ordered her to report to the Bridge after she came back from the Base Star," Cavil said.
"Oh, and the –"
"Hey!" D'Anna shouted Six down. She then turned back to the camera.
"Well, now you know the truth. We have no plan. That's all. Goodbye."
THE CYLONS WERE CREATED BY MAN.
THEY REBELLED.
THEY EVOLVED.
THEY LOOK – AND FEEL – HUMAN.
SOME ARE PROGRAMMED TO BELIEVE THEY ARE HUMAN.
THERE ARE MANY COPIES.
AND THEY HAVE NO FRAKKING IDEA WHAT THEY'RE DOING.
