Episode Report Card Strega: B+ | 14 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT The Runaway Groom
By Strega | Season 2 | Episode 13 | Aired on 2000.08.04
Back in the -- what was it again? Oh yes, a foundry. Naturally there's a foundry in the Royal Palace. Crichton's head is scooped out of the vat with what looks like a wiffle shovel, and dropped to the floor. He's been saved! By...Scorpius! Hooray? Scorpius tosses the shovel aside, which is already melting from the acid. Then he picks up the head for the obligatory "Alas, poor Crichton," soliloquy. As he wipes the acid off with a cloth -- which I guess is made of stronger stuff than the shovel -- he expositions: "Very fortunate I sampled your DNA when you were in the Aurora Chair. There would have been no other way to track you." Say, that is fortunate. He mentions that the statue is "designed to withstand eighty cycles of airborne corrosives" but three hours in the acid was testing the limits. He smirks, "You're beginning to pit." Heh. Then he mwah-ha-has about collecting the rest of Crichton's body and finally getting the wormhole knowledge. There's a clank in the background, and Scorpius quickly bags the head and then rather plaintively calls out, "Who's there?" There's no response, so he turns and uses his scary growly voice to repeat the question. And then he's shot several times, and collapses. Golly.
On Moya, the DRDs are assisting Zhaan as she fiddles with some equipment on the Farscape. Kahaynu advises her to use a transport pod to leave. He says, "All life is precious. Yours should continue." Zhaan sulks, "And Moya's shouldn't?" Kahaynu testily explains about the gunships again, and says that it's time for him to leave. He starts hovering away, but Zhaan stomps after him, lecturing, "If Moya's life is to end capriciously, and Pilot's also, you and I are going to remain with them!" Kahaynu isn't interested in joining the wake. Zhaan ponders for a moment and then tells the DRD, "Now! In reverse!" The DRD beeps at the controls and pushes a button. Behind Kahaynu, the Farscape's engine whirrs to life and its fan begins sucking up his contrail. Zhaan orders him to recommission Moya. Kahaynu says that he can't and begs her to turn the engine off. As his form swirls away, Zhaan hisses, "How does it feel for your prayers to go unanswered, Kahaynu?" He gasps, and then he, and the smoke, are gone. The engine shuts down, and it takes Zhaan about two seconds to start repenting. She whispers, "Dear Goddess. In my rage, what have I done?" Zhaan, pick an attitude and commit to it, okay?