She and D'Argo get Crichton into a protected area, and she crouches down to Crichton. He comes to and reels back, shouting, "Whoa! No! You're gone." "It's me, John," she assures him. It's not taking -- and who can blame him? He's had a full season of Harvey in his head. Crichton shouts, "It can't be! You -- you must be some sort of mind trick! She died!" Aeryn tells him, "Zhaan brought me back! She did a unity thing." This penetrates his thick skull. And then we get an awesome reunion clinch -- yeah, I squealed like a Clay Aiken fan the first time I saw this, because I'm a sap -- and both of them are all verklempt.
Out in space, Crais and Talyn are joy-riding after Scorpius. "This pursuit will end in your death, Scorpius," Crais vows. He is so damn dramatic. Scorpius tells him that he's got information that'll defeat the Scarrans, so even if Crais isn't down with the PK posse anymore, he should at least consider sparing Scorpius so the Sebaceans will be spared the wrath of the lizard people. Crais isn't having it: "You consider one Sebacean who died at your hands, Officer Aeryn Sun." I think it's great how the smoldering torch he's carrying for Aeryn perfectly complements his outfit.
Anyway, there's a bit of a cat-and-mouse game in space, the two men continue to dicker over their space-intercoms. Scorpius promises that the carrier will destroy Crais and Talyn. The other man bites off, "Possibly." Then he talks to Talyn, asking if they're in agreement. They are. In a move that can only be described as flamboyant with a capital FLAM, Crais flings his arms out, makes his best lo-I-am-the-captain-of-my-destiny face, and bellows, "Fire!" There's a tidy little explosion, and then Crais patches into Moya, saying with great gravitas, "Pilot. Scorpius is dead." Since the command carrier's chasing Talyn, they'll just draw it away from Moya before they starburst. Pilot's still stuck on the first part of the message: "Scorpius is dead?" Crais's theatricality drops down a notch or twelve, and his face sets into austere lines of grief. "Yes," he says quietly. "Officer Sun is avenged." I can't help but wonder if he's thinking of Tauvo during this.
Ever the gossip, Pilot's passing the news on to D'Argo and the lovebirds. Crichton replies, "Damn shame on two counts -- too quick, and I wasn't there to see it." Stark then comms in and brings down the mood, gloomily reporting that Tokut and Greenschlick are both dead. He looks at Greenschlick's face in its coffin and adds bitterly, "Effectively." Just desserts have been served.