BSG Season 4

Addendum to the previous post:

Please use your combined psychic powers to implant the following thought into the mind of Ron Moore:

Scene opens, moving past planets that looks suspiciously like Saturn, Jupiter, Mars…

Earth comes into view on a slow approach, music begins.

Past the moon, the music swells.

Through the clouds, build to crescendo.

Zoom tight to coastline, where the Statue of Liberty - buried to her waste in sand - comes into view. A lone man in a loin cloth pounds the beach with his fists, and yells at the heavens.

Roll credits.

This will save the show. I promise.

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