Cut to Crichton screaming. We flash back into his scrambled noggin, where Harvey is leaning on the rail on the dock and saying calmly, "Death is the only sensible course, John. For everything, there is a season: a time to be born --" The two finish the passage in unison: "And a time to die." Crichton gives him a baleful glare as he says, "The devil quotes Scripture. I thought you were put in here to protect me." Harvey construct testily replies, "Until my task was completed. Scorpius has recovered the neurochip --" "You should be gone! How come you're not." Crichton grits. I have to say, in terms of actors who do anger well, Ben Browder is right up there. It's practically killing the Scorpius construct to admit he doesn't know why he's still here, but yes, the situation is intolerable. He ratchets up the rhetoric: "End it, John! Free us from one another! Scorpius has the neurochip, Aeryn Sun is dead, your power of speech is gone! The only one you'll ever talk to again is me! Is that how you want to live? End it, John. Do it."