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I'm just saying, as a team
veteran to the new guy,

heavy lunch before mission
departure: bad idea.

And even with the inertial dampeners this whole
flying thing is best done on an empty stomach.

Well, I've got a pretty strong stomach.
I can eat frozen dinners unthawed.

And sometimes it even affects me.
McKay, are you reading anything?

Nothing. Life signs
from the planet are negative.

Then it is a shame. From what we
read in the Atlantis database,

the Dorandans were a
wonderful race of people.

Well, the database
is over 10,000 years old.

You can bet things have
changed around here.

Sheppard.

Okay. That's not something
you see every day.

There was a
great battle here.

That is a hive ship.

That was a hive ship.

Something put a lot
of holes in it, all right.

We should check it out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What if whatever put
holes in it wants to put holes in us?

Well, like you said, a lot's
changed in 10,000 years.

That would explain
the lack of life signs.

This is what usually happens
when you fight back.

These folks took out
a fleet of Wraith ships.

I'd say they did a pretty
good job fighting back.

Hold on.

I'm picking up faint energy
readings coming from...

There.

Well, that would explain how they
were able to put up such a good fight.

How?
Because they were Ancients.

Definitely Ancient design.
Their latest stuff too.

Their latest being
10,000 years old.

It looks a lot like the labs
we've found on Atlantis.

So this was one
of their outposts?

Yet the ancestors made no mention
of their presence here in the database.

Why?
Well, let's find out.

Can you power it up?
Working on it.

I got two bodies here.

I got three more
over here.

Whatever happened here, no one
came back to claim the dead.

I can't tell if they were
fed on by the Wraith.

Yeah, something
killed them.

Something killed everyone
on this world.

Now why is this outpost, if
that's what it is, still intact?

It doesn't make sense.
What do you think, Rodney?

Sorry.
I wasn't listening.

But it just struck me that
this is an Ancient outpost.

Why would the Wraith
leave it intact?

That's a good question.

All right. So...

WEIR:
So it's a military research facility?

From what we can tell, it's a ground-based
version of the satellite weapon

we used to destroy that hive ship.
With one major exception: firepower.

I mean, if that single outpost was responsible
for destroying an entire Wraith fleet-

And you're sure it was this weapon
that destroyed all those Wraith ships?

Had to be. There's nothing on the planet
that suggests that the Dorandans had anything

capable of inflicting
anywhere near that much damage.

If we learn of such technology, we could
defend other worlds from being culled.

Didn't save the Dorandans.

Yeah, but at the end of the day the outpost was
still standing. I'm not sure what that means.

But it means something
definitely worth finding out.

Colonel?
He's right.

It's definitely worth sending
a research team back.

Good. Well, give me Optican, Collins and
Zelenka, if he's over the stomach flu.

We'll try to access
the computer's logbooks.

See if we can decipher them-
Okay, okay. Easy sell. Go.

Oh, good.

Teyla, um, I heard you were heading
off-world on a personal mission.

To Belkan, yes.
Sounds interesting.

The Belkans possess a particular
disease-resistant strain of flaxseed

which would double the yield
of our crops on the mainland.

In exchange, I intend to offer Athosian
manpower to aid in their harvest.

Still interested?

Uh, this place, um, has everything I
could want. Don't get me wrong, but-

Sometimes you feel the need
to go somewhere else.

Anywhere else.
I know the feeling.

So?

Bring only weapons
you can conceal.

I'll keep it to a bare minimum.

I'm telling you,
at least 0.09 percent.

Oh, please, please. Move the decimal
place. It's impossible, for God's sake.

Have we figured out what this is?
No.

I wouldn't say no. We have a theory.
But we don't know yet.

No, but based on the shielding around
the chamber, what else could it be?

Have you tried turning it on?

That's what we're working on. The problem
is there's no direct link between it

and the main power
control systems,

which, among other things, led us to theorise that
it's an ancillary power supply for weapon systems.

Cool.
See that? See?

The way he lights up at the mention of that?
It's like Dr. Vogel at the mention of pastries.

They souped up their space guns?
Yes, but it's much more than that.

The sticking point is
that there's no tie

between the power generator
and the primary capacitor.

Yeah, meaning they would have to channel
the power directly into the weapon.

Which, I'm sure,
means nothing to you.

It means they could
fire multiple bursts

without having to store up more
power for the next firing sequence.

Yes. Very good.

Which leads me back to "cool. "

But it only makes sense
if we're right.

About what?

Tell him.
Not yet.

Come on, McKay.
You read the equations.

What else could it be?
An Ancient typo?

Well, we know they're not
perfect, because they're all dead.

Look, I just
- I don't want you to get all excited over nothing.

Maybe you're right.
All right. I'll give you a hint:

It seems that the Ancients
were experimenting

with high-energy physics on a
level that we've never seen before.

Wow.

Yes, wow. I just, you know,
I wanna be sure. So...

I'll do my best to wait.

The manpower that you are
demanding is outrageous.

You would turn my people into
nothing more than indentured slaves

to serve your farms.

It would seem that you have nothing
else of value to trade but your people.

Mattas,

you know full well
my offer is fair.

I'm sorry, Teyla. If you had
something of more value to offer,

technology, weapons.

You've heard my terms.

Then our business is done here.

She said her offer is fair.

I say it isn't.

Well, I say it is.

What?

I had the situation
under control.

It didn't look like it.
So you came

to my rescue?

You have no idea what is at
stake during these negotiations.

My people depend on me.

They were taking advantage of you.
No, they were not.

That is what I wanted them
to think. A negotiation

is a delicate process. The words
spoken are often meaningless.

Teyla.

Do you want me to-?
No.

Go. Gather our things.
I will meet you at the gate.

It was a mistake to force Hendon's
hand. You'll only pay for it

next time.
I know.

Your friend is not Athosian?

No. Ronon is the only survivor
of a world known as Sateda.

He saved the life of a friend of mine.
In return, we offered him sanctuary.

If Sateda is his homeworld,
then he is not the only survivor.

There is a man in this village
who also claims to be from there.

What have we got, sergeant?

It's Colonel Sheppard, ma'am.

This is Weir.
Go ahead, colonel.

We're on our way back.
Rodney wants to fill you in.

I take it you found
something interesting.

Interesting? How about the
greatest discovery of all time?

He's pretty excited.

So I hear. He couldn't
even wait till he got back.

I wanted to send an encoded
data-burst directly from the outpost

to the secure network in my lab
while the gate was active.

Now.

Receiving transmission.

Transferring data.

Care to fill me in
so I can be excited too?

It's a weapon-
It is much, much more

than a weapon.

We think we've stumbled across the Ancients' last
great discovery. It was too late to win the war.

If I can finish the work they started-
What is it?

It is the ultimate
power source.

Something that would make Zero-Point Modules
seem like alkaline batteries in comparison.

It was called
Project Arcturus.

And from what we can tell, its ultimate
goal was to render ZPMs obsolete.

How?

A Zero-Point Module is an artificially
created region of subspace-time.

It's kind of like a miniature
universe in a bottle.

It extracts
vacuum energy

from this artificial region
of subspace-time

until it reaches maximum entropy.
So what's different about this?

Project Arcturus was attempting
to extract vacuum energy

from our own space-time,

making it potentially as powerful
as the scope of the universe itself.

This strikes me as something the Ancients
would've tried first, even before ZPMs.

And they may have. But
extracting zero-point energy

from our own universe is...
Well, it's definitely trickier.

Explain "trickier. "

Well, because we actually have
to live in our own universe,

it presents a whole
range of problems.

Well, obviously, it's not that easy or
Atlantis wouldn't still rely on ZPMs.

Well, you're right. The
Ancients couldn't make it work.

I said I wanted to do all the talking.
Come on, Arcturus was a total failure.

Was a failure, yes.
Total, no.

Look, the Ancients were losing the war
against the Wraith when work on Arcturus began.

If they could have made it work, it
could have turned the tide of war.

I mean, we're talking their
own Manhattan Project, here.

The outpost was ordered
by the Ancients in Atlantis

to defend the Dorandan people using their
weapons powered by this new power source.

Yeah. Yes, but despite
their strong reservations

that it wasn't ready to be
tested under battle conditions.

The point is, the Wraith won.

Yeah, but the Dorandans still inflicted
massive damage on the attacking Wraith fleet.

I'm not saying they didn't
put up a hell of a fight.

The logs indicate there was
a major malfunction.

Well, yes, the Ancients in the bunker were forced
to shut everything down, including the weapon.

The Wraith send more ships.
The Dorandans got wiped out.

So if the malfunction hadn't occurred,
the Ancients would've saved the planet?

Definitely.
Possibly. Don't sugar-coat this.

The Ancient scientists running
Arcturus were rushed into testing

before they had perfected a means of
effectively controlling the power output.

I believe if they'd had more time, history
would've played out differently on that planet.

Possibly in this galaxy.

I won't deny that this is something that
we'd dearly love to get our hands on.

But the Ancients were a bright bunch.
And desperate.

And losing a war they'd already
been fighting for 100 years.

More importantly, they were-
They were like this close:

And you believe you can
finish their work?

I do.

We do.

They do.

All right, I need everyone's attention,
please. What we've got here...

I need this code divided up

into sections and each
one double-checked.

No, you're not
listening to me!

It's not going to-
I'm telling you, this is wrong.

Look, the whole point here is that
these numbers here need to be corrected.

Unless they're corrected-
There you go. Simulation failed.

Oh, that's heavy.

So, I'm gonna need that
over there. Thank you.

What I want you to do is pull the crystals.
Pull them when I say go, all right?

I think we have it.

That's it.

We are looking for
a man named Solen.

Do you know him?
Upstairs.

Thank you.

Was I afraid? Of course I was,
but my people were counting on me.

Now, I was alone
and I was low on ammo,

but I managed to take out the three Wraith
guards and gained access to that ship.

Liar.

What did you say?

Ronon?

There were two Wraith guarding
that cruiser, and he wasn't alone.

Teyla Emmagan, Solen Sincha.

We served in the same
regiment on Sateda.

I am honoured.
You two make a nice match.

Congratulations.

We are friends, nothing more.
For years,

I believed I was the only survivor.

So you don't know
about the others?

What others?

Before the city fell,

a few of us managed to make it to
the shelters west of the capital.

Over 300 civilians
found their way there too.

When we emerged, we realised
there was nothing to salvage,

so we left. All of us.

- To where?
Some came here.

Some went to Manaria.

Three hundred?

Drink, Ronon, and rejoice.
You're not alone. Huh.

Yeah!

Everything's been
triple-checked.

Power levels are holding steady
in all computer simulations.

Fire it up.
All right.

Attention, all personnel.
Stand by for power-up

on my mark. Three,

two, one. Mark.

Oh, man. To see Kell's face
when he sees you.

Yeah, it's true.

Kell's alive?
And his family.

They settled on Belsa.

Run this big trading
operation over there.

When were you
gonna tell me this?

Honestly? I was gonna wait
until you drank a little more.

Then you've seen him?

Yeah, he comes around now
and then to trade weapons

with the Belkans. He's got
his own private army now.

Is this Kell a friend?

Oh, he's more like kin.

He was Ronon's taskmaster
during his military training.

There is no closer bond.

None.

To reunions.

To reunions.

Radek, talk to me.

I'm picking up some
minor power fluctuations.

Chamber temperature's
holding steady.

There it goes again.

Is everything okay?
Everything's fine.

The containment bottle
was designed

to automatically compensate for
any sudden changes in energy output.

This never happened
in the simulations.

Maybe we should abort.
I said it's fine. Collins,

see if you can boost more
power to the field manually.

You got it.

Okay.

Prepare for test firing.
On my mark.

Levels just spiked
into the red.

What?
Shut it down. Shut it all down!

I'm trying.
The interface is not responding.

All right, I've already
switched to backups.

Levels are going off the scale.
McKay.

I have given the command to shut down.
But something's creating an overload.

We should evacuate.
Just- Just give me a few seconds.

We may not have that time.

Wait, wait, wait.

It's stabilising.

The generator is off-line.

What the hell just happened?
There was a surge of some kind.

Collin- Collins.

Collins.

Officially, my report will indicate Dr.
Collins died due to radiation exposure

causing severe burns to well
over 90 percent of his body.

But it was more than that?
Aye, much more.

To be honest, I have no idea
what sort of radiation it was.

I've never seen or heard
of cellular decay

this massive, not when exposure
only lasted mere seconds.

Collins' next of kin
have been notified.

Good.

What went wrong?

We're still analysing
data from the test.

All we know for certain was
there was a massive power surge,

which in turn caused the containment
field to expand asymmetrically

in the direction
of the command access tube.

As to why...
How about human error?

Excuse me?
Now, according to your report,

during the test, Dr. Collins made an
adjustment to the containment field.

Isn't it possible that he
triggered the surge himself?

Are you looking for a
scapegoat, colonel?

Not at all, doctor. I'm admittedly looking
for a rationale that would allow Dr. McKay

to continue his very important work.
Is there something wrong with that?

No.

Collins knew the system just as well as any of
us. He wouldn't have made that kind of mistake.

Everything was going well.
Everyone did their job.

Then what?
I don't know.

In terms of physics,
it shouldn't have happened.

We're still analysing the data from
the accident. It's going to take time.

What I do know is the device did
what it was supposed to do.

No, Rodney, it didn't.

Well, apart from the obvious
containment issues-

It overloaded,
and you couldn't stop it.

But we won't know for sure until
we go back down there and try again.

Try again? Are you serious?

Yes.

A member of your team
is in the morgue.

And I am responsible for his death.
Yes, I am painfully aware of that.

I sent him in there and I will have to
live with that for the rest of my life.

But we have a responsibility
to understand what happened

and learn from it.

Rodney, we don't even
know what went wrong.

Which is why we
have to go back there.

I know how important
this is to you, Rodney,

but we knew when we came to
Atlantis that we might encounter

certain technologies which, for
the moment, are out of our reach.

It's not in this case.

You have the data
from your first attempt.

You can run all the
simulations you want.

Come on, Elizabeth, you really think
the military's gonna let this go, huh?

I mean, at the very least, we should be
the first ones to spearhead the research-

That's what this is about?
You wanna beat them to it?

I'm sorry. The answer's no.

I'm not tired.

Why did we leave?

I believe you've had enough.

I believe I have.

Good night.

Teyla.

There are 300 of my people.

Harry K. Daghlian.

Who?
He was a scientist.

Worked on the Manhattan
Project at Los Alamos.

He was 26 years old.
Accidentally irradiated himself

while performing a critical-mass
experiment on two half-spheres of plutonium.

It took him
a month to die.

While his body was slowly shutting
down from radiation poisoning,

you know what he did
with his last 30 days, hmm?

He worked. He tried
until his last breath

to understand what
had happened to him

so that others could
learn from the tragedy.

So that his work, his death
wouldn't be rendered meaningless.

Now, have you considered
what would've happened

if they just shut the project
down after that?

This is different.
Is it?

Collins' death is a pointless waste
of life unless something comes of this.

And I am not sure that I can...

I think I know what happened.

Let's hear it.
No. Can I come in?

No.

The Ancients had it wrong.

Our mistake was
using their equations.

Look, I just did the calculations
again myself. I did them three times.

I am positive the problem is in
the automatic containment protocols.

Okay, what's your fix?
I'm proposing

that we adjust the
field strength manually.

You saw how fast
it spiked on you.

So we don't operate the generator
at anywhere near its potential.

Look, there's no need to be greedy.
Even operating at 50 percent

it'll still generate the power
of a dozen ZPMs.

How come the Ancients
didn't figure this out?

Maybe they were caught up
in the heat of battle.

Maybe they thought they needed
as much power as they could get.

Maybe they weren't smart enough.
And you are?

No, I didn't say that, but I have
the benefit of hindsight, they didn't.

Look, this is big.
This is the wheel,

the light-bulb, the hot-dog big.

Best-case scenario?

I win a Nobel Prize.

Worst-case scenario?
We tear a hole

in the fabric of the universe. Which is much
less likely to happen than the Nobel Prize.

I mean, look, the risks are nothing
compared to the potential benefits.

Elizabeth will
listen to you.

I've never asked this of you
before but I think I've earned it.

Trust me.

I've already made this
decision, John.

If Dr. McKay says he's solved the problem, I
don't see why we don't give him another shot.

Isn't the Daedalus about
ready to head back to Earth?

Yes, we are.

But I think you should know the Pentagon has
taken a very keen interest in this vacuum energy.

I'm sure they have, but the Pentagon
doesn't make the decisions here.

Yeah, I may not have the power
to overrule you on this,

but when I get back to Earth I'm going to make a
recommendation that Dr. McKay be allowed to continue his work

to the highest authorities.

Ultimately, Dr. Weir,

this won't be up to you.

Can Rodney guarantee that
the same thing won't happen?

Hell. Nobody can do that.

Then what's changed?
According to him,

it's the Ancients' calculations
that were wrong, not his.

If McKay is that confident,
I don't see-

Confidence is not something Dr.
McKay is in any short supply of.

With good reason.
If anyone can do-

The Ancients
could not do this.

That's what it keeps
coming back to for me.

Isn't it possible that you have placed
the Ancients on such high a pedestal

that you can't even consider the
possibility that they may be wrong?

Why are we mincing
words, colonel?

You want the weapon.

Yes, I do.

A weapon that could effectively eliminate
the Wraith threat is very attractive to me.

And to the people that I work for.
I'm not hiding that fact.

But there's more to it,
isn't there?

No more hunting for ZPMs,
the shield at full strength.

Faster, more powerful ships.

How about a power source that can provide
the energy needs for an entire planet?

No more fossil fuels-
I get it.

And if it worked as advertised
it would be wonderful.

I'm trying to tell you,
I know Rodney McKay.

And there are times when I have
to protect him from himself.

I can do that.

Let me go back with him.
Just him and me.

You can activate the stargate
any time you want

to contact us by radio.

He really sold you.

He asked me to trust him.

I appreciate your support,
colonel, but don't worry.

I try and make it a habit not
to make the same mistake twice.

That was a joke, right?

No. I offer you my
personal assurance

that a surge like the one that
happened before is inconceivable.

Do you wanna run some
power-up simulations first?

How about I carry out my plan and
you keep the hot coffee coming?

I was joking again, right?

Now, where were we?

Dr. Weir, I need to speak
to you right away.

Okay...
What is it?

I've finished going over
the accident data.

I think I know why the Ancients
abandoned this technology.

Colonel Sheppard,
this is Atlantis.

Go ahead.

Is Dr. McKay with you?

Of course I am, but we're a little
busy getting ready to run a test here.

Actually, I would like you
to delay the test firing.

Why?

We have reason to believe
that the weapon's power source,

it may not be controllable
at any power level.

Radek?
Rodney.

Okay, we have been over this. I'm
doing this manually, at half-power.

It's a cakewalk.

It don't think it matters
how much cake you walk on.

I've been doing calculations
of my own.

And I believe that the very act
of trying to contain vacuum energy

from our own space-time

creates an environment where the
laws of physics cease to apply.

What are you on about?
As power output increases,

new and exotic particles
are continuously created

and destroyed inside
the containment chamber,

interacting with each other
and with the field itself.

Eventually, particles are created that
cannot be predicted in this space-time.

And they breach the containment
field as hard radiation.

And as long as I'm monitoring
the energy output manually,

I can stop that before it happens.
You cannot

predict something that is
inherently unpredictable.

Rodney?
I know what I'm doing.

Rodney, I am trying to tell you,
as a friend, I have serious doubts.

Well, you're wrong.
I'm sorry, but there it is.

And to bring this up now, when I am just about to
do this, smacks of nothing but professional jealousy.

Fine. Kill yourself,
just like the Ancients did.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What do you mean by that?

I believe if the overload
is allowed to continue

the weapon acts as a sort of
release valve to prevent

catastrophic
containment failure.

The Ancients barely managed
to shut it down.

And they lost their lives
in the process.

What we're suggesting is that

the Wraith didn't kill
everyone on that planet.

It was the weapon itself.

That would explain why this place
is the only thing left standing.

Yes, congratulations, you've solved the mystery
of how the Ancients screwed up 10,000 years ago.

It doesn't mean I will do
the same. Look, I don't know

how else to say this.

But none of you are capable of understanding
this on the same level that I do.

And, Zelenka,
that includes you.

Rodney, I cannot afford
to lose either one of you.

Now, tell me, can you do this?

Yes.
Are you sure?

Yes.
Are you sure you're sure?

I said, yes.
Because if you're wrong-

I'm not!

We'll call you back after the test.
How does that sound?

You'd better.

I won't let you down.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

We should really be getting back.
Dr. Weir will be expecting us.

Kell is here.
What?

He's meeting with Hendon
right now. Solen just told me.

I have to see him.

And you would like me
to arrange a meeting.

After yesterday, I don't think
I'd get very far if I asked myself.

Okay, this is good. My equations
are working like a charm.

Power level is at 40 percent,
just to be on the safe side.

I think we're ready
for our test.

Where do you want
the weapon targeted?

The debris orbiting the planet.
Sounds good.

Bringing the weapon online now.

What's that?
Energy surge. It's fine.

I can regulate it.

You said you-
The temperature

inside the containment field is
well within acceptable parameters.

I'm staying ahead of it. Levels
are rising in the chamber.

Re-route power from the secondary
systems to the containment field.

I'm thinking we need to abort.

I can compensate. Give me a minute.
It's overloading.

Just like last time.

There is no logical reason
this shouldn't be working.

McKay.
None of this should be happening.

Look, the energy levels are spiking at a
rate far greater than anything I predicted.

Shut it down!

Fine.

It doesn't make any sense.

What's wrong?

I can't shut it down.

I am Kell from Sateda.

Teyla Emmagan of Athos. Thank
you for granting us your time.

If we are to trade, I would
know all the members

of your party.
Of course.

In fact, that is why we are here.

Ronon?
Hello, Kell.

Ronon, what have you done?

We all know who this man was.

What he was.

If anyone here believes
he should be avenged...

here I am.

You just used me
to murder an innocent man.

He deserved worse.

You said he was like
a father to you.

Kell commanded several
infantry divisions on Sateda.

And when the Wraith came,
he ordered thousands to their death.

Just to save himself.

He was... He was
a traitor and a coward.

My only regret

is that his death was quick.

I understand.

In your place,
I might have done the same.

But believe me when I tell you
that the others would not.

We must not speak of this
when we return to Atlantis.

And if you ever use my
friendship in such a way again,

I will not be so
understanding.

What was that?

Weapon's discharging to
prevent a catastrophic overload.

All right. That's it. We're out of here.
What did I just say?

The weapon's firing at random
targets above the planet.

This is the safest place to be now.
It won't be safe for very much longer.

I can bring it back under
control. Just give me a second.

No, you can't.
One second!

I've seen this before, Rodney. Pilots who
wouldn't eject when something went wrong,

trying to fix their planes
right until it hit the ground.

Okay, we need to leave.

I've waited too long. The weapon
can't discharge enough power

to avoid a catastrophic overload.
This whole planet's gonna go up.

Not that your speech
wasn't working.

Okay, strap in.

We need to avoid flying in
predictable trajectories

to prevent the weapon
locking onto us.

I know what I'm doing.
Be sure not to fly in a straight line.

Rodney, shut up!

Can I just say there's no way the
Jumper can take even one direct hit.

I'll keep that in mind.

The weapon's locking onto us.

How about I fly us away from the
planet and return after the overload.

We can't.
Why not?

Look, don't
you understand?

This explosion is going to take out
three-quarters of the solar system.

There's no way we can fly
far enough fast enough.

We have to head for the gate.

Dial the gate.

How do you intend to avoid getting
hit on the final approach?

I haven't figured
that part out yet.

It's a good thing we stopped by
to check on your progress, colonel.

Make a break for the Stargate.
We'll run interference.

Copy that, Daedalus.

Stand by to engage
sublight engines on my mark.

Recommend you go into hyperspace
as soon as we go through.

There's gonna be a big bang.

Understood.

Take this grain to the storage room.

WEIR: Everybody on this base thinks
you are the smartest man we have.

McKAY:
I know.

WEIR: You knew there was a question, but you
put your life and other peoples' lives at risk.

You destroyed three-quarters
of a solar system!

Five-sixths.
It's not an exact science.

Rodney, can you give your ego
a rest for one second?

Oh, colonel. Colonel.

I've been looking all over for you.
I heard.

I suppose I deserve that.
Look, I just...

I wanted to apologise
about what happened.

I was wrong. I'm sorry.

And I wanted to assure you
that I intend on being right again.

About everything,
effective immediately.

That was a joke.
Good one.

I've already apologised
to Elizabeth.

And Radek and...

And I thanked Colonel Caldwell for caring
enough to spy on the experiment from orbit.

Sent him a nice
little e-mail, actually.

But I saved you till
last because...

Honestly, I would...

I would hate to think that recent
events might've permanently

dimmed your faith
in my abilities.

Or your trust.
At the very least, I hope I can...

I can earn that back.

That may take a while.

I see.

But,

I'm sure you can do it
if you really, really try.