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Previously on Stargate Atlantis:

We saw the hive ship go up.

CALDWELL: I assure you, Dr, McKay,
that Major Sheppard is alive and well.

Who is this?

Colonel Steven Caldwell,
commander of the Daedalus.

We are ready to assist you.

Rodney, we need the shield up
in 40 seconds or we're dead.

Okay, okay.

With only one functioning ZPM,
we can't expect to hold on that long.

WEIR: Are we talking months, weeks?
Days.

If they thought we were gone?

Destroy the city, you mean?

No, we just make it look like we did.

McKAY:
We fake a self-destruct.

Is it working or not?
I think they bought it.

He should be dead.
I'd like to report for duty, ma'am.

Doctor Beckett released you?

Where's Ford?
McKAY: That's him in the Jumper.

Shut it down!
I can't, the Jumper's in control.

We'll find him.
Maybe.

WEIR: Hey, what are
you doing up so late?

Couldn't sleep.

Must be the burden of command.

You know, ever since I was
promoted to lieutenant colonel.

All right, John, it's been almost
a month. When are you gonna stop

trying to find a way to bring that up
in every single conversation?

Weir, you gotta understand, there's
a lot of people in the Air Force

who never thought
I'd make it past captain.

Well, obviously the people whose opinions
matter the most thought otherwise.

What about you?
What are you still doing up?

I think I got used to falling asleep
to the sound of the ocean.

Well, McKay says we're already
at the edge of the Pegasus galaxy.

You'll be fine once we get back
to Atlantis.

You know, it's funny.

I spent the past year wondering
if I'd ever see Earth again,

and as soon as I got there...

I know how you feel.

It was extremely convenient,
to be able to step through the gate

and be at Stargate Command
in an instant.

And now this feels
extremely inconvenient,

having to spend 18 days cooped up
in this ship to get back.

Until we find another ZPM
to power the Earth gate,

that's just the way
it's gonna have to be.

Dr. Weir. Colonel Sheppard.
There's been an accident.

That's Dr. Monroe.
What happened?

I don't know...

but he's dead.

All right, one, two, three.

Carry on.

How did he die?
I'm not 100 percent certain.

But there are burn marks
on his fingertips.

Obviously there was a short.

Panels are open,
circuits are charred.

There's not enough juice in those
circuits to kill anyone. Doctor?

I'll know more once I've had a chance
to examine the body more thoroughly.

Do you know what
he was working on?

Computer diagnostics.
Strictly routine.

I've got security-camera
footage.

What happened there?
I don't know.

It's a camera malfunction.
Right before he was killed?

Interesting coincidence.
Actually, I think it makes sense.

Colonel Caldwell was right.
There's not enough juice

in those circuits to kill someone,
at least not normally.

What are you thinking?
Well, it's possible

there was some sort of isolated
power surge in this section.

That would explain the lost camera
and the malfunctioning door.

So when the door controls
didn't respond,

he took out the panel to bypass
the circuits and received a fatal jolt?

Well, like I said, it's possible. Look,
I recommend we drop out of hyperspace,

run a full diagnostic
on the power-distribution systems.

No, we drop out now,
we risk being detected.

That's true. I just think-
We'll be back in Atlantis

in less than two days.
You can do your diagnostic then.

WEIR:
Colonel, are you sure that's wise?

With all due respect, doctor, you got
back to Earth through the Stargate.

This is my third trip
on the Daedalus between galaxies.

I understand that,
but this ship is relatively new.

There might be some problems-
Doctor.

A word, please.

I know the chain of command can
get a little fuzzy on Atlantis,

but that's not gonna
happen here.

You got a problem with my orders,
take it to me in private.

Otherwise,
keep your opinions to yourself.

Are you sure that's what
this is all about?

I got a job to do, doctor.
But not the one you wanted.

We understand the international
committee has approved

a significant increase in personnel
and resources for the Atlantis mission.

Now that we have a ZPM, the city can
support a much larger contingent.

Of course, it's our feeling
that a corresponding increase

in military presence
would also be prudent.

I agree. That's why I wanted Major
Sheppard to come back with me.

In fact, I brought
all my senior staff back.

I think it's only fair that they
participate in the selection process

of new personnel
in their respective departments.

That's kind of what we wanted
to talk to you about.

In your report, you singled
Major Sheppard out for a lot of credit.

That's right.

You were also candid enough

to document several occasions
in which

you and the major
didn't exactly see eye to eye.

In particular, there was an incident
involving an alien nanovirus in which

Major Sheppard directly disobeyed
one of your orders.

He also saved a lot of lives that day.

The major's courage and ingenuity
are not in question here.

His ability to follow the
proper chain of command is.

I'm not military, general.

But you are the leader
of the expedition.

You see, doctor,
from our point of view,

Major Sheppard's independent
nature poses a bit of problem.

If he can disobey you,

he may see fit to do the same

to the new commander
of the military contingent on Atlantis.

Excuse me?

And when did this happen?

Of course, the decision
hasn't been made yet.

But we do have a candidate
in mind.

Atlantis has a military commander.

You had a military commander.
Colonel Sumner.

When he was killed,

Major Sheppard correctly
assumed the position

until a proper replacement
could be brought in.

Doctor, you can't be suggesting
that a mission of this importance

be trusted to a major, and one
with a questionable record at that.

WEIR: Major Sheppard's record
before he joined my team

doesn't concern me.

All I can tell you is that if it wasn't for
him, I wouldn't be sitting here right now.

And as for his rank...

well, if that's not good enough for you,
you're just gonna have to promote him.

Doctor-
WEIR: I shouldn't have to

remind you gentlemen that I continue to have the
support of the president and our foreign allies.

You don't wanna fight me
on this one.

All right.

Thank you. Okay.
Colonel Caldwell.

What is it, doctor?

Look, I realize you've already made it clear that you're
not big on the whole dropping-out-of-hyperspace thing,

which I understand given that we'd emerge in
some uncharted section of the Pegasus galaxy

with who knows what waiting
for us around the corner.

Doctor-
Look, I think it's possible

that Dr. Monroe's death
might not have been an accident.

What are you talking about?
I checked the power-distribution logs

against the timecode
on the security camera.

There was an unexplained spike, but it happened
a full 30 seconds after the camera went out.

So?
So that means the malfunction

in the door and the camera were
not caused by the same problem.

Major Sheppard was right.
That's too much of a coincidence.

You mean
Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard.

Right. That's gonna take
some getting used to.

Is that the only evidence you have?
No, there's something else.

It looks like Dr. Monroe was
in the process of enabling

certain computer security
protocols.

They're designed to isolate and
shut down corrupted programs.

What programs?
I don't know.

That's just it. He was killed
before he could finish.

You're telling me there's a problem with the
ship and someone killed Monroe to cover it up?

I know this sounds crazy, but there is definitely
more going on here than random malfunctions.

Bridge, this is Caldwell.

Drop us out of hyperspace
immediately.

If I may be so bold,

what exactly are we
looking for?

Any indication that someone's been
tampering with the ship's computers.

Perhaps you could be
more specific.

Not really, no.

What was that?
Nothing.

Look, just check the major systems,
propulsion, navigation, life support.

Look for anything
out of the ordinary.

Lindstrom and I will check power distribution to
see if we can figure out what caused the power spike.

How's it coming, Rodney?
McKAY: It's going to take a while.

Don't stare. He hates it
when people stare.

Am I the only one who thinks it's
strange we're working with an alien?

You know, galactic hyperdrive technology
is kind of new to us, so we need his help.

Is he supposed to be
naked like that?

Lindstrom.

Okay, let's speed this up.

You take the logs and I'm gonna
take a look at junction box.

McKAY:
I got nothing. You?

Uh, give me a second.

Wait a minute.
What?

I think I got something here.
Well, what?

It's a coolant leak!
Let's get the hell out of here!

Aah!

Lindstrom!

Lindstrom!

Lindstrom. Lindstrom.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm okay.

What happened?
I don't know, just sit tight.

We're gonna need to shut down
the leak and vent the room-

Rodney.
Lindstrom.

Lindstrom,
are you reading me?

Lindstrom, are you reading me?

What the hell are you doing?

The airlock's opening!
Override the system!

Rodney, help me!

Lindstrom!

Rodney!

McKAY:
Lindstrom!

Oh, my God.

I already told you,
I'm fine.

He's all right. It appears he didn't inhale
enough toxins to cause any permanent damage.

Although a few more seconds of exposure and
it would have been quite a different story.

Thank you, doctor.

I assume this time we can definitely
rule out random malfunctions.

Lindstrom found something. He was trying to
tell me what it was when the leak happened.

WEIR:
What were you looking for?

We were trying to trace the source of
the power spike that killed Dr. Monroe.

Who else knew what you were doing?
A lot of people knew

we were running diagnostics, but no one knew we
were in that particular room at that exact moment.

Security cameras.

If the person who killed Monroe

was able to get into the system
to erase evidence,

there's no reason he couldn't do the same
thing to keep tabs on the investigation.

Assuming it's a he.

How many personnel onboard have the
technical skills to do something like this?

Almost everybody.

That's what you get for assembling
a team of brilliant scientists.

I can't believe it'd be one
of our own people.

Isn't it possible
there's an intruder onboard?

We used the life-signs detector
to do a head count.

We didn't get any extra signals.

Well, a hibernating Wraith,
they can avoid detection.

We've seen that tactic before.

Beam in, lay low, then look for
the chance to conduct sabotage.

That was on Atlantis. It's been at least two
months since the ship encountered the Wraith.

There's no way one of them could
have stowed onboard for that long.

He's right. They did a full
decontamination sweep back on Earth.

They would have found something.

All right, then. As of this moment, I want all
civilian personnel confined to their quarters.

What?
Present company exempted, of course.

Colonel, with all due respect, some of those people
could be extremely helpful in the investigation.

I'm sorry, doctor, but I can't trust
any of them for the simple reason

that I didn't have any say
in their selection.

Somebody else
was in charge of that process.

Look at this: four years relief work
in the Sudan and Ethiopia.

Graduate studies at John Hopkins
and Harvard.

Half a dozen
research grants,

oh, and she also enjoys judo,
horseback riding, origami

and something called
BASE jumping.

Parachuting from cliffs
and tall buildings.

Oh, of course.
You said you wanted the best.

Well, all these people are more qualified than
I am. How am I supposed to choose between them?

Carson, you're my chief surgeon.

No one is more qualified than you.

Well...

I've managed to make a shortlist.

I was hoping you'd make
the final selections.

This is your shortlist?

Did you review the file
of a Dr. Simon Wallace?

Aye. He was also more qualified
than I am.

Why isn't he on the list?

All the candidates were
required to sign off

on a blind commitment
to a one-year term.

Dr. Wallace has been given security
clearance. He knows what this is all about.

Maybe that's the problem.

What do you mean?
He hasn't signed.

When were you gonna tell me?

There's nothing to tell. I mean, I haven't
said yes, but I haven't said no either.

You do realize that you are not gonna make
the final list of candidates unless you commit.

Elizabeth, you know you can't just come back
after a year and expect me to drop everything

on two weeks' notice. I have responsibilities
here, I have patients, I have research.

I know. I know. And I would never
diminish the importance of your work.

But you have to understand
that every single person

on this entire expedition
is in the exact same situation.

I mean, in fact, it's why they
were chosen in the first place.

I understand.

I just need a little more time.

Dr. McKay, you are just in time.
For what?

What are you looking at?

The sabotage
we've been searching for.

It's a virus.
How perceptive of you.

Where did you find it?
One of the navigational computers.

There is evidence of it
in communications

and some of the propulsion
systems as well.

So it's spreading.
Yes.

And changing.
What do you mean?

It appears to be rewriting
itself as it grows.

It is unlike any human-engineered
program I have ever encountered.

Yeah.

Airperson, don't be there.

What are you doing?

I'm just checking something,
I'm sure it is impossible.

Crap.
What did you do?

I just ran it through
a translation program.

It's Wraith.

Crap, indeed.

A Wraith
computer virus.

It was probably downloaded
during our last little encounter.

Well, if it's been there all this time,
why are we just noticing it now?

Well, in all likelihood, it was
transmitted in a compressed format.

It took a while to unfold, to spread to the
point where it could adversely affect our systems.

I think it probably happened during
your return flight to Earth.

Since then, it's been dormant,
waiting for some kind of a trigger.

Like what?

Possibly the fact that we're once
again in proximity to Wraith territory.

I think it was ultimately designed to
take control of the navigational system.

Fly the ship right to them.

If they get their hands
on the Daedalus,

they'll not only have access to the
intergalactic hyperdrive technology

but they'll have all the navigational
data to lead them straight to Earth.

That's what they wanted all along,
a new feeding ground.

This still doesn't explain who killed
Dr. Monroe and Dr. Lindstrom.

That's what I'm trying to tell you:
it was the virus.

Look, it's an Al,
an artificial intelligence.

It can think for itself,
adapt itself to new situations-

Protect itself.
McKAY: Exactly.

It knew that Lindstrom and Monroe were
gonna expose it, so it got rid of them.

Can it take over the whole ship?
McKAY: Not entirely.

You have to remember that there are
hundreds of individual computers onboard.

A lot of them are interconnected, so we tend to think of
them as one big machine, but that's not really the case.

There are dozens of back-ups
and redundancies, and some systems,

like life support,
are deliberately isolated.

So they can't kill us all
by venting the atmosphere.

That was the good news. The bad news
is some of the more complex systems,

like navigation and propulsion, require a certain
amount of interconnectivity to function properly.

In all likelihood, the virus has spread so
far through those systems that to isolate it

would make the ship
impossible to fly.

Till we figure out how to get rid of it,
we're stuck here.

Colonel Caldwell? Sir, we just began
broadcasting a distress call.

What are you
talking about?

It just came on by itself, sir.
Shut it down.

I'm locked out, sir.
McKAY: It's the virus.

This is what I mean by
adapting itself to new situations.

It doesn't have enough control
yet to fly us to the Wraith,

so instead it's calling
the Wraith to us.

And right now,
we are sitting ducks.

What are you doing?

Well, theoretically, we should be able to
cut power to the long-range transmitter.

We won't be able to send messages,
but neither will the virus.

Theoretically.
Well, it's pretty smart.

So far, everything we've tried,
it's been one step ahead of us.

All right, try it now.

It's no good, sir.
We're still broadcasting.

All right, that leaves us one choice.
We need to do a full-system shutdown.

We'll wipe everything, reboot,
load clean back-ups.

Will that really work?
Absolutely. I think.

How long will it take?

Well, it's not like the ship's
got an on/off button.

We'll need some time to prepare,
say, an hour, maybe two.

Every minute we wait, we increase
our chances of being detected.

We need to turn off
the transmitter right now.

Do you have an idea?
As a matter of fact, I do.

But you're not gonna like it.

CALDWELL: All right, colonel,
we've evacuated all sections

in the vicinity of the array
and sealed the bulkheads.

Understood.

All personnel,
prepare for impact.

What's our status?

Transmitter is off-line.

Distress signal
has been disabled.

Well done, colonel.
Return to the ship.

With pleasure.

Oh, here's a problem.

SHEPPARD
My controls aren't responding.

Say again?

Well, the Daedalus
is behind me, I can't seem

to turn around and-
I am, however, picking up speed.

I should have seen this
coming.

The navigational software on the F-302 is compatible
with our sub-light systems, which would be infected.

The virus must have uploaded
itself onto his ship.

What about the transport beam?
That would work.

Those systems are still clean.

Do it.

John,
this is Elizabeth.

WEIR: Rodney seems thinks the virus
has taken over your ship,

so we're gonna try to beam you out.

Acknowledged.
Stand by.

Ah, slight problem.
What?

McKAY: The transport beam is tied
to an Asgard sensor.

It's what we use to lock
onto targets.

So?
So?

So that particular
piece of equipment

was located in the array
that we just destroyed.

I can key the system
to lock onto his radio signal.

That's what they used to do on the
Prometheus before they had Asgard sensors.

Well, you'd better do it quick, because in
about three minutes, he's gonna be out of range.

WEIR:
John, we've run into a slight snag.

Rodney just has to make a few adjustments
before we can get you out of there.

Okay.
Don't worry.

We're not about
to give up on you just yet.

Here we go.

Thanks.

I appreciate you coming here
in person, colonel.

Aiden and I were only cousins,
but since he didn't have

any brothers or sisters,
we became very close.

I want you to understand, as far as
I'm concerned, he's still alive.

Till I see evidence to the contrary,
I intend to keep looking for him.

But you can't give me
any details.

You can't tell me where he was
stationed or how he went missing

or what the chances are
that I'll ever see him again.

I'm sorry.

This is exactly why I didn't want you
to speak with Aiden's grandparents.

They can't take this
kind of thing right now.

I'm starting to think that maybe I should
just tell them that he's not coming home.

At least then they would
have some closure.

Well, we're not there yet.

You know, Aiden mentioned you
in that tape message he sent.

He said you were a good man,

that he trusted you
with his life.

You tell me, colonel,

was that trust misplaced?

Colonel?
WEIR: Colonel?

WEIR
Colonel.

John, are you still there?
Go ahead.

WEIR: We're gonna use your radio
to target the transport beam.

We'll have you out of there
in just a minute.

Sounds good.
So I'm still in range, right?

Truth is, this has never been tested
from this distance.

Rodney seems to think
you'll be okay.

Well, that's good.

Wouldn't wanna leave
any parts behind.

We're ready. I'm beaming him
directly to the bridge.

Are you all right?
Yeah.

Two arms, 10 fingers...
I'll check the rest later.

All right, doctor,
I've had enough of this.

I'd like to have
my ship back, please.

Right.

McKAY:
Move.

Yes. Do you mind?

This is what I do when I have problems with my
laptop, I turn it off, and then I turn it on again.

I think this is a little bit
more complicated than that.

I'm just saying that if we're taking a page from the John
Sheppard book of computer repair, we're really desperate.

All right, colonel, we're ready.
Thank you.

All personnel, this is Colonel Caldwell.
Prepare for a full-system shutdown.

All right, doctor, go ahead.
And...

What's all this?

Well, I figured we won't have many
more chances for a really good dinner.

I mean, the food on Atlantis,
it's all right.

And some of Athosian dishes
are fantastic, but-

Elizabeth...

I'm not going.

I don't understand.

You're the adventurer, not me.
But I'm not.

I mean, at least I wasn't,
not before.

Look, the first time I stepped through
that gate, I was terrified.

I knew I wasn't prepared
for what I was getting into.

But I took a chance.
I know.

And I'm proud of you for that.

Simon, we-
There's something else.

I met someone.

You were gone for a long time,
Elizabeth.

Engine Room, what's our status?
All systems are functioning normally.

No sign of the virus.

Looks like it worked, colonel.

HERMIOD:
May I suggest we vacate this system.

Our current position may well
have been compromised.

Can you give me hyperdrive?

That will take longer
to get back online.

I can get you sub-light.

Get us out of here, major.
Yes, sir.

What is it?
We're veering off course.

Navigational controls
are not responding.

Damn it!

Engine Room, what's happening?

The virus, it's back.

And now it's got full control
of sub-light navigation.

You said all systems were clean.
They were.

When we did the reboot, there was no sign
of the virus. This shouldn't be happening.

Sir, we've got another problem.
It's our new heading.

We're on a collision course
with the nearest star.

The virus returned almost immediately
after we restarted the system.

At the risk of repeating myself,
I thought you said we wiped it out.

We did. We must have
missed something.

And it's gonna
crash us into a sun.

Not exactly.

A more precise calculation
of our heading

shows that we will not collide
with the star,

but rather make a close approach,
near its coronasphere.

The ship will survive, but the
radiation will kill everyone onboard.

Why kill everyone if they already
have full navigational control?

The virus has access to our database.
It knows our tactics, our tendencies.

They know we'd destroy the ship before
we'd allow it to fall into Wraith hands.

Wait a minute.

There was a situation similar to this
back at Stargate Command.

I remember reading the report. An alien
entity took control of the base computer.

So they did a system
shutdown to destroy it.

It survived by uploading
itself onto a MALP.

Okay, we don't have any MALPs.
No, but we've got a bay full of F-302s.

We already know the virus can upload itself
onto the ship's navigational computer.

But it could've used any one of those ships as a
hiding place while we wiped the Daedalus system clean.

It's the only possible explanation.

So?
So we physically

pull the memory-storage modules
from the 302s,

we do another shutdown,
that should do the trick.

Contact the bridge, tell Caldwell
we're on our way to the bay now.

It's not working.

Let's try another way.

It's the virus. It must know
what we're trying to do.

How's that possible?

It's thinking ahead, anticipating
our moves, like in a chess match.

I hope you're good at chess.
I don't get to play much.

It's tough finding
challenging opponents.

Bridge, this is Sheppard. Are there
any open paths to the 302 bay?

That's a negative, colonel. Looks like
the entire section's been sealed off.

We tried to override it,
but we're not having any luck.

You're gonna have to beam us in.

Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

Transport beam wasn't designed to beam from
one point to another point inside the ship.

We could end up re-materializing
half inside a wall.

Well, we're just gonna
have to take that chance.

Right, of course. Why not.

Colonel, we're ready.

Stand by. Hermiod says we need
to make a few adjustments first.

Activating transport beam now.

It worked.

Oh, boy.

Sir, the bay doors
are opening.

Bridge to Engine Room.
Beam them out now!

We should really, really
be dead right now.

I don't feel dead.

Colonel Sheppard, Dr. McKay,
can you hear me?

Yeah, we're reading you.

HERMIOD:
I have raised the fighter-bay shield

in order to prevent the atmosphere
from escaping.

However, the virus has invaded
the system,

and it is only a matter of time
before it gains control.

Therefore, I suggest you complete
your task as quickly as possible.

Colonel Sheppard, how's it coming?

We're getting there.

I can no longer prevent the virus from
gaining complete control of the shield.

Well, beam them out.
Unfortunately,

it appears I have lost control
of that system as well.

Sir, the shield is down.
The cargo bay is decompressing.

Colonel Sheppard,
come in.

Colonel Sheppard, do you read me?

Colonel Sheppard, do you read?
This is Sheppard. We're okay.

We managed to get in the last F-302
before we lost atmosphere.

Any chance you can beam us out?

Sorry, John, we lost the transport beam.
You're gonna have to sit still for a while.

We pulled all the
memory units.

Another shutdown should work.
WEIR: Understood.

Sir.
I see it. Engine Room, this is bridge.

We've don't have a lot of time before
we approach lethal radiation levels.

Most of the shutdown protocols are
still in place from our first attempt.

This will only take
a few minutes.

Let's hope we have a few minutes.

You know, I've never actually been
inside one of these before today.

It's a little, uh, cramped. Huh?

Just relax, Rodney.
We're safe, for the moment.

Right.

Quick question, though,
just out of curiosity:

How much, like,
air do these things carry?

Lots.
I'm just saying,

because if this doesn't work and we
have to come up with another plan,

who knows how long
we could get stuck here, and so-

Know what, Rodney? You're
exactly right, it's a limited supply,

so why don't we conserve it
by you not talking, at all.

All hands, this is Colonel Caldwell,
we're gonna give this another shot.

We're initiating total
system shutdown now.

Re-initializing.

Did it work?
We will know momentarily.

This is Sheppard.
What just happened?

Stand by. We're trying
to figure that out.

I'm sorry, sir, we had navigational controls
for a second, but we just lost them again.

It didn't work. We're still on course
for the coronasphere.

This thing is like a damn cockroach,
you just can't kill it.

This should've worked. We've disabled
every navigational computer in this bay.

There's nowhere else on the ship
the virus could hide.

You're right, there's nowhere
on the ship for it to hide,

but we didn't get every computer.

What are you talking about?
We missed one.

What are you-?
What are you doing?

It's the last F-302, Rodney, the one
we left behind. It's tracking us.

That makes sense. But we can't go after
it. We have no computer-system navigation.

I don't need a navigational computer to fly
this thing. Besides, we're not going far.

Engine Room, this is Sheppard.

Prepare to initiate another
shutdown on my command.

John, what are you doing?

Getting rid of the last place
the virus can hide.

Wait, wait, wait!
I haven't got my belt.

You better make this quick, Sheppard. Radiation
levels are beginning to rise in the outer hull.

Understood.

What is that beeping?

Somebody just locked onto us.

Hold on.

What happened
to inertial dampeners?

At these speeds, you're gonna feel the
tight turns even with the dampeners.

Ugh, now he tells me.

I have them on my screens.

The computer-controlled ship
is preparing to fire.

We're just gonna tap
on the brakes here.

Nice move.
Indeed.

He's making a break
for the coronasphere.

Any point in mentioning that we have
even less protection in this ship?

Not really.
Didn't think so.

Radiation levels in the colonel's
ship are beginning to rise.

Is it just me or is it getting
a little hotter in here?

Hold on, I almost got him.

What happened?

They're approaching
the coronasphere.

There is too much interference.

See, thing is, I have very fair skin.
I tend to burn very easily.

Just a few more seconds.

How long can they survive
those radiation levels?

I believe it has already been
too long.

John, can you read me?

Oh, please. Rodney, come in.

Daedalus, this is
Sheppard. Target is destroyed.

I repeat, target is destroyed.

If you try one more shutdown,
I think it might just work.

WEIR:
Well done, both of you.

You had us a little worried there
for a minute.

Sorry about that.
This is Caldwell.

We'll rendezvous as soon as we've
eradicated the virus once and for all.

Roger that. Sheppard out.

You did great back there, Rodney.

Wanna take the stick?

Really?
No.

Dr. Weir, Dr. McKay, Dr. Beckett,
welcome back.

And Lieutenant
Colonel Sheppard.

Congratulations.
Thank you.

Anything happen while we were gone?
There has been no sign of the Wraith.

It would appear that they continue to
believe that Atlantis has been destroyed.

But I understand that your trip
was not so happily uneventful.

No, not exactly.
My nose is peeling.

Do you have moisturizer?

Yes, Rodney.
We should get that.

Yes, Rodney.

Any word from your
off-world contacts?

We have received several intelligence
reports. However, as of yet,

there is no news
of Lieutenant Ford.

I'd like to read those reports,
if you don't mind.

I thought you might.
I prepared you this copy.

Thank you.

Ladies.

I'm sorry your journey
was so difficult.

Oh. Well, we got here,
that's what counts.

Still, it must have been pleasant
to return to Earth,

a chance to reunite with
your friends and loved ones.

Dr. Weir.

Dr. Weir, I'm glad you're back.

We have several reports
with new information on the city.

Ever since we installed ZPM, we've
made many interesting discoveries.

Can this not wait?
Dr. Weir has only just arrived.

Oh, I'm sorry, I-
No, it's fine, really.

Let's get back to work.