Phlox: we could create a baby in the lab and raise it and murder it and harvest its brain
Archer: normally I would say no but Space 9/11 Changed Everything
Phlox: cool. I'll get on it

Later

Clone: yay I'm alive! This is great!
Phlox and archer: we need to murder you and take your brain
Clone: please don't
Phlox and archer: yeah, no. It's murder time
Clone: ...

They murder him

The end

Yes, really