Dannyboy accidentally gets racist again about how human beings value life, it's one of the main things that make us "slightly more evolved than animals, understanding the value of life," and Joe points out that other things have value, too. Which is true, I guess, and I'm all about honor and bushido and doing the right thing, I just feel like Taurons get it wrong 100% of the time. Plus all those tacky tattoos. Daniel begs him for at least the chance to try because if he doesn't, he's no better than... Joe fills in the blank: "Me?" Daniel fills in the blank: "Him!" Reality fills in the blank: "TAURONS."

But also, there's the pain in the box and the other main thing in this episode: The agreement, by every character, that humanity is essentially a choice. Or at least personhood. And that it has to do with things bigger than us. Now, it's ironic that Mr. "Death Zero Me A Thousand Booyah" is telling us about the sanctity of life, but it's also a reminder that everybody has their own context. For Daniel, not killing is part of the same continuity as creating ghoulish revenant ghost-puppets of our loved ones: These are choices that make you a person. But Joe would say -- specifically did say, last week that pledging your own life and soul to a cause greater than either is the choice, and that you're becoming a person when you prove it.

(To say that this concern is central to the concept is, of course, self-evident, but what's interesting to me is how we're adding to the answers we already got -- or, more accurately, the questions we've already asked -- in this particular sprawling history. Look at Ellen's daughters. Agathon answered the question correctly, but took it so far she ended up at Tauron; Valerii answered it so hard and so wrong that she tipped her canoe over. Caprica got the answer right the whole time, but in such a stupid scary way she nearly didn't come back from it; Natalie answered the question on her birthday, and didn't get the chance to tell anybody. And Three, well, let's just say she and Clarice would have been chums.)

Up at Graystone, Serge is happy to see Amanda, insofar as his programming dictates, but she tells him not to worry about pinging her husband just yet. She's got a lot of mooning about, sitting places and smoking cigarettes and staring into space, to catch up on.