And then in goes Chrome Artie's body into a hole, with the Crew all pitching in with the shoveling, so I guess it's a good thing the Dejalo Home Depot wasn't closed for the Day of the Dead holiday. Sarah tells Ellison they'll attract less attention if they don't travel together. "Less" attention than bloody firefights in touristy Mexican villas? He asks her what's next, and she says they'll come back down with some stuff to destroy the body. He looks at John, and says his name will be on a list. "He's got other names," says Sarah. Yeah. Douchey. McWhiney. Captain Pee-Pants. "Pretend I died again," says Sarah. Ellison says he lost a lot when she "died" the first time: his marriage, his career. "That's a lot to you?" says Sarah. Well, yeah ... I mean, isn't this about helping prevent that from happening to people? Ellison acknowledges that lots of people lost a lot. He just wants to know what his role is. "What happens after this?" "This is it. There is nothing else behind the curtain. This is what I do. It's all I do," she says. She apologizes for what he's lost, but she can't help him get any of it back.

She walks over to Cameron, and asks for the chip. Yeah, don't let Cameron hold on to that stuff. She can't be trusted. Sarah puts the chip on a rock and takes the butt-end of a gun to it, with a ferocity that would be useful in pulverizing not just the chip but the rock underneath it. And she starts to shriek, and the Connor Crew drop their shoveling to turn around and stare. People! The Terminator's not going to bury itself! John runs over to console his mom, and she hugs him, squeezing him and sobbing. John just holds her. Ellison walks away, almost robotically to the extent that I half expected him to morph into Catherine Weaver. He looks over his shoulder, and then keeps on going. Clearly, he's thinking, Date a chick with a kid? Man, I don't know.

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