Which the Colonials have done, without resorting to Simon's little drills and knives, by shooting Sam in his gorgeous head. Chief confirms that his old tormenter Brother Cavil was the first one they made, and Sam nods with no less love and disappointment than Ellen a moment ago:

"John. We treasured him. He helped us build the others." To be loved by one parent, much less five; to be treasured. Treasured. Poor John, to feel so twisted he would turn on that, to orphan himself. Poor anybody; poor everybody.

And they thought this was a good plan, Chief asks: "Building Cylons after we had already seen the cycle?" Ellen again, who thought the Centurion OTG they'd all come to love -- the OTG that treasured them -- would change the pattern forever. "If the Cylons embraced love and mercy then the cycle of violence could end." Chief's ears perk up, wondering as the son of an oracle and a priest at that, but Sam keeps going, as Ishay and Gerard and Cottle fix his tubes and keep him alive: "Cavil rejected mercy," he says sadly, recapitulating every myth we have -- and every myth they have -- on a new layer: "He had a twisted idea of morality. So he turned on the five of us. He trapped us in a... A thing. A... The pocket. It's a..." Layers. Find the word. Say the word. "Compartment. And then he took the O2 offline."

For John so hated the world that he killed his five parents, downloaded them into new bodies on the eve of their greatest peace and accomplishment. "He blocked our access to our books..." The word, say the word: "No, uh, our memories." Kept them boxed until the Plan was ripe, gave them false lives. "Introduced Saul first, not long after the War." Broken, drunk, self-hating, fighting memories of a war he never saw, hating a self he never knew. Playing the Kara card, right into Bill's heart, before Zak ever met her. Preparing the way: emulating all the qualities he'd respect. Telling Bill jokes, and he'd laugh at them. "And then the gazelle, the... the Ellen..." The Queen. Saul stares. "And back on Earth, the warning signs that we got, they looked different to each one of us. I saw a woman. Tory, you saw a man. Funny, no one... No one else could see them. Galen, you thought, you thought you had a chip in your..." Ishay shuts them down; playtime's over.