Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT A Human Reaction
By Jacob Clifton | Season 1 | Episode 16 | Aired on 08.19.1999
Zhaan and Rygel are waiting for John in the maintenance bay, where his small craft, the Farscape, stands ready. Zhaan warns him of the danger of traveling through the wormhole, the instability of it, the fact that he could end up anywhere. She's really just begging him to stay. She's always loved him, from the beginning; she went all Sith to save him from Maldis, giving up everything that means anything. They've shared Unity, they've been one soul. She loves John more than anybody, even D'Argo (maybe Rygel, although Zhaan would never admit it). John checks over his module, knowing what Zhaan's actually saying: "It could kill me, Zhaan, I know. You've given me every good reason not to go. I could end up dead, I could end up more lost than I already am. You've given me every single thing except one." She's so not feeling any of this. "This could be Earth. This is the way I got here, through a wormhole. Could be my way home." I don't see how Zhaan can argue this, considering that she was willing to torture Pilot for her own opportunity -- and that was even before she went all dork-sided. "However this works out, this could be goodbye." John thanks her for the many times she's saved his crazy bacon, and then thanks them all. Zhaan smiles peacefully, looks down. This whole show is a series of goodbyes.
Pilot nags John about the wormhole as D'Argo enters, with a bag of John's stuff. D'Argo's a gigantic man-lion with face tentacles. He is awesome. He shoves Rygel -- who's in his ridiculous floating Jazzy -- out of the way as he approaches. It's hilarious. John and D'Argo are boys together. "Goodbye, big guy. I um...I hope you get your chance one day," says John. They can't even look at each other, almost. D'Argo extends his hand for an Earthling handshake, and D'Argo's strong, and beautiful: "Goodbye, John." John puts his hand against Zhaan's cheek, recalling their Unity. She does the same to him. It's rough. "John Crichton," she says. "Remember. There's a part of me, inside you." A tear runs down her cheek as she whispers, "Take care of it." He wipes the tear away and promises that he will. He moves on to Rygel -- picture Donald Trump, only two feet tall and green -- who furrumps and won't smile. "Sparky," says John, as Aeryn appears in the doorway, looking on. John tells Rygel -- who's a hoarder -- that he's giving all of his stuff onboard to Aeryn, so Rygel can't have it. She smiles as Rygel begins to rage about it; Aeryn trains her eyes on John's face, memorizing it. Rygel looks up at John, about to freak out, and sees John's wide grin. He begins to laugh, because that's the kind of joke Rygel thinks is really funny. John looks across the bay at Aeryn, in the doorway. They stare at each other for a good long time, Aeryn's face hard and soft: "Dare me to cry, motherfucker." He says goodbye, and she nods sharply, looking anywhere else. He turns away, and she fights off her tears. D'Argo watches her fight with herself for a while -- they've always fought, and met in the middle, about being soldiers, and now they meet again in the new territory of love, loving John, and there's nothing he can do for her -- and then she takes off. Even in the just morning of their relationship, John's the only home Aeryn's got. And she's too weak to leave with him, and that's something she has to deal with, alone. Sucks to be Aeryn, a lot of the time, but she's pretty cool about it. Way less of a whiner than, say, John.
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