As Connor is having that thought, Hank is having another one. That little lying shit that used him to try and get to Connor. He pulls back on the ax and flings it hard, imagining that moment he realized which one was trying to trick him, and he actually hits close to the target. If it had been his head he was aiming for, he would have at least gotten him in the chest. That's something.

"Think they might wake up some of those Connor models? Am I gonna see a few more of you running around?"

It's actually a somewhat serious question. Many of the androids ended up liberated. What about the ones that haven't been activated? Will they just be disassembled? He tempers the thought with a, "Don't worry, you'd always be one of a kind anyway."