So Jim pretends to go to work himself, but he's a little "rusty" on his high school science, by which he means that he sweeps his arm across the counter and sends all kinds of equipment smashing to the floor. It's great that Taylor hasn't even been gone a day and the guy he put in charge is acting like an enforcer for a loan shark collecting on a bad debt. Rather than let Jim blow up the lab -- and you know he would -- Malcolm agrees (or, rather, is extorted) to help. He sticks some testing thing in the sealant and grunts that there might be a chance.
Meanwhile, Jim, eagle-eyed cop of the year, spots Zoe scurrying through the lab, hiding something under her coat. Whatever could it be? He follows her out into the infirmary, where she studiously tries to avoid eye contact with her mother. When Elisabeth finally calls out to her, Zoe pretends that she was just looking for Maddy to go for a walk, but then is reminded that she's supposed to be in school. She says she'll go back, but it's too late! Elisabeth undoes Zoe's jacket to find Hank or Boxer or Slasher Bait or whatever the baby dino's name is.
Out on the work detail, that soldier from the opening sequence is really racking up the lines as he talks to Josh about how he doesn't understand why someone would betray the colony. And Josh, who stole medicine to give the Sixers to bring his high school girlfriend here, says Terra Nova is growing on him. You're kind of hoping that this work detail was just an excuse to get Josh out into the wilderness so someone can plant a shovel in the back of his head.
Meanwhile, Skye pretends to go "check in with the foreman" -- which henceforth I shall be using as code for "going to the bathroom" -- and she sneaks off to meet up with the Sixers, who are conveniently about a five-minute hike away, I'm guess.
She's taken to the Sixer camp, where she delivers "this week's intel" to the creepily evil Sixer version of Jim (as in the second-in-command). Apparently she's late with it, which proves crucial when she's allowed to see her mother, who isn't dead but quite sick. She looks worse, in fact, since the last time Skye saw her, which is because the Sixers haven't been giving her the medicine she needs. Skye takes exception to this, but Sixer No. 2 is all, "Hey, don't be late next time!" So Skye Mama coughs up a lung while Skye strokes her hand and says she has to get back before she's missed.
Over in the infirmary, Jim proudly brings Elisabeth a clean sample of blood that he "persuaded" Malcolm to extract. She sets it in the fancy DNA Identitron 3000, and says with this level of dissolution it won't be ready until tomorrow morning. Jim wants to know if there's anything they can do to speed it up. Like what, slipping it fifty bucks? There's no rushing it, says Elisabeth, but it will give them "the identity of the traitor" and I'd like to point out that what it will give them is the identity of a person whose blood it is, not "the traitor," like you'd think Elisabeth would be as sensitive as anyone about Terra Nova's kangaroo-court justice system rushing to judgment.