Rygel is stunned to learn that Crichton is leaving him his possessions should be die and asks why, prompting Crichton to call him a "soulless bastard." Rygel takes offense, and if he doesn't actually know what a soul is, he's doing a good job of faking it. Crichton, however, points out that Rygel sold them out, and Rygel admits that he was going to until he realized that Scorpius wasn't buying, and he would have been next. However, although he can be selfish, given a chance, he can do the right thing. Crichton: "Rygel, I figure the right thing starts at the beginning of the day." I'm glad Crichton's never seen me when I'm out of coffee. Rygel lowers his head abjectly, and Crichton surprises him by kissing it. I'll have to remember that one. In a voice higher than his normal (but still not helium-affected), Rygel thanks Crichton, and then covers by saying, "For the possessions." Aw, Rygel's heart just grew three sizes! Hard to believe it can still fit in that little body.

We see a large spread of food as Aeryn asks Chiana why she's brought them there. Chiana says they still have half an arn before the final batch of lutra oil is ready, so she wanted to let them all know how much she appreciates everything they've done for her. I'd point out that that means her earlier statement to Crichton wasn't true, but maybe the thought of thanking Rygel in her usual way caused her to get this flash of inspiration. We see that the voices have been coming from outside the room, as Chiana leads everyone in and says she made all their favorite dishes. Aw. Everyone (even Crais) is thrilled, except for Crichton...

...because he's back giving making the tape to his dad another try. He says that before he left, his dad told him that every man has a chance to be his own kind of hero, and he doesn't figure he's ever coming home, but he thinks he knows what his dad meant; his life now is strange and different, but it's his own. At least it is until Harvey shows up. We fade to the happy feast going on as Crichton continues that he has people who rely on him and that he cares about, and are his friends. He goes on: "'I have a job to do, and I am unafraid.' That's what you said when they asked you what it was like to walk on the moon." Not to trample the moment, but if I'm a reporter at that press conference, that's where I'm like, "Come again?" He tells his dad that he taught him well, and then: "This is John Crichton. Somewhere in the universe." That somewhere being Snorflesville in the great state of YOU'RE STILL KILLING ME HERE.