Survival

[In corridor. Another Amagon Guard spots Jenna.]

AMAGON: You! Stop! What are you doing here?

JENNA: Tarvin sent me to check on the others.

AMAGON: Why?

JENNA: Why don't you go and ask him yourself. Well?

AMAGON: I'll come with you. [They reach the cell door.]

JENNA: Open it. [He does. She enters the cell. He covers her from the doorway.]

GAN: Hello, Jenna. [The prisoners are sitting around the walls, with their hands behind their backs as if still bound. Jenna walks about the cell, "inspecting" them. She comes across the discarded manacles, pauses, and moves on.]

JENNA: I'm glad to see that you are all behaving yourselves. Tarvin doesn't want you damaged, unless necessary.

BLAKE: We're touched by his concern.

JENNA: It'll be more impressive if he can hand you over alive.

GAN: A man who takes pride in his work.

CALLY: What do you take pride in, Jenna?

JENNA: Survival.

AVON: At the expense of your friends?

JENNA: I didn't know that you cared, Avon.

VILA: He didn't. And he was right. [Jenna exits.]