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If we're hoping that these people have
something to trade, we are wasting our time.

From the looks of it, they barely
have enough food to feed themselves.

And their technology? Well, let's just
say that this about sums it up. Eh?

Establishing good relations with our
neighbors is not just about trade.

Right, but do we need to
make friends with every...

primitive agrarian society
in the Pegasus galaxy?

Alright, that's enough.

They can't all be planets with cool
technology and open-minded women.

I don't see why not.

Greetings.

I am Eldred.

I'm Sheppard.

This is Ronon, Teyla, McKay.

I'm sorry to have kept you waiting,

but it's harvest time, and we must
prepare our tribute for the Tower.

The tower?

You must come from a distant land indeed
if you have not heard of the Tower.

I don't know of anyone who
is not under its protection.

Protection from what?

The Wraith.

Is this tower close by?

I will show you.

Come.

There.

Is it my imagination, or
does that look a lot like...

The central spire of Atlantis?

Yes.

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SG ATLANTIS 2X15 "THE TOWER"
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How exactly do the people in the
tower protect you from the Wraith?

They have a great weapon
capable of annihilating...

the Wraith ships which
descend from the sky.

What kind of a weapon?

Thousands of bright lights rise up
from the ground beneath the Tower,

swarm the ships, and destroy them.

Really?

Thousands of bright lights.

And you have seen this?

I have never seen a Wraith ship.

They have not come for many generations,

but there are times that the
Lord Protector sees fit to...

demonstrate this power to his people.

We'd really like to
meet this Lord Protector.

That may prove difficult.

Only members of the royal
court are allowed in the Tower.

Perhaps they would consider
making an exception just this once.

I'll do what I can.

Thank you.

You know this weapon he's talking about?

We call them drones.

We've used them to defend Earth and
Atlantis, but we could really use some more.

And not only that.

If these people have working
drones, they must also have a ZedPM.

Eldred said the Wraith have
not come in a long time.

Perhaps this technology
is no longer operational.

Well, I'll know more if I could get
a little closer, take some readings.

Do you think this Eldred
is telling the truth?

There's no reason for him to lie.

And you say the tower looks a
lot like Lantian architecture?

Well, it was overgrown by
vegetation, but otherwise,

there was definitely
something familiar about it.

So the people in the
tower could be Ancients?

I don't know.

The feudal society
doesn't fit the profile.

Why would Ancients want to lord
over a bunch of simple farmers?

I don't know.

Either way, we should talk with them.

Agreed.

We're approaching the base of the Tower.

This is as close as I dare bring you.

I take it people like you don't get
invited up for barbecues too often?

The Tower is for nobles only.

And what makes them noble?

Blood.

Right.

Who are these guys?

Soldiers from the tower.

Take it easy.

Who are you?

Lieutenant Colonel John
Sheppard. Who are you?

I am a constable of the
Lord Protector's guard,

and this village scum dared to defy me.

It's clear we're going to
have to make an example.

I don't think so.

Please, Colonel...

it's my fault.

If you think I'm going to sit here
and let you whip an innocent man,

you're sorely mistaken.

Constable...

you may stand down.

You are the strangers
who requested an audience,

are you not?

That's us.

My name is Otho.

I have the honor to be Chamberlain

to the Lord Protector,

and you would never be
allowed in his presence

so armed.

Well,

I guess we'll have to
be on our way, then.

I'm afraid it's too late for that.

Take this one.

Please, Colonel, don't resist.

The Lord Protector sees all.

He does, you know.

But I suppose you're going
to need a demonstration.

And here it comes.

Now, please, turn over your weapons.

Some of the people here may
not survive the next strike.

Colonel...

We are not supposed to be here.

- If the soldiers come...
- Relax. I'm almost done.

Rodney, come in.

Go ahead.

We have a problem. They
took Colonel Sheppard.

What? Who did?

Soldiers from the tower.
They confiscated our weapons.

What? And you let them?

We didn't exactly have much of a choice.

Alright, I'm on my way back.

It was definitely a drone.

It was pretty good shooting.

I mean, if it was their intention to
scare people and not actually kill anybody.

This is Sheppard. Anyone reading me?

Colonel, are you alright?

I'm fine. Is McKay with you?

I'm here.

Did you find anything with your scans?

As a matter of fact, I did.

There's definitely an active ZedPM,

but it's barely registering,
so it's hard to say whether it's

depleted or just not
drawing much power right now.

What else?

The really interesting part is that
it seems to be coming from underground.

Now, when I realized that, I started
scanning for subterranean structures.

The tower is just the
tip of the iceberg.

There is a massive
structure buried beneath it.

It's hard to say without
more detailed analysis, but...

it could very well be comparable
in size to Atlantis itself.

Doesn't really surprise me.

I'm in the tower right now,

and, I've got to say...

it does kinda look familiar.

You there.

Approach.

- Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard...
- I know who you are.

I saw you in the village.

You did?

I see all that I need to see

within my domain.

Your friends, they are
concerned about you.

Well, to be perfectly honest, I'm
a little concerned about me, too.

I mean...

I'm a prisoner, right?

A show of force was necessary
for the benefit of the villagers.

It keeps them from getting ideas,

but for the moment I would prefer
if you thought of yourself as...

a guest.

Father, I must object.

This... man...

should be punished.

He challenged one of our constables.

One of our constables?

Forgive me.

One of your constables.

Lieutenant Colonel...

it would be my pleasure that
you dine with us this evening.

From what I can tell by these readings,

the underground structure's not
just roughly the same shape...

and size as Atlantis. It's identical.

Yeah, it's pretty much the same
on the inside, too, although...

it's been redecorated.

If it is a city like Atlantis,
then where are the other spires?

Probably fell a long time ago. Maybe they
were destroyed during a Wraith attack.

Look in the intervening 10,000
years, the whole thing...

must have been overgrown by the forest.

One thing's for certain.
These people are no Ancients.

But from what you're saying,
the Lord Protector must have...

the gene required to activate
the advanced technology.

So it would seem.

Were they using any other technology?

No, not that I can see.

They've turned the control room
into a gallery for royal audiences.

There are some systems
that seem to be operational,

but I think they're just
running on automatic.

Are you certain you are
in no immediate danger?

I don't think so.

They don't have me under guard, and
they've even given me my own room.

I don't like it.

I say we call the
troops and get you out.

I don't think it would
work, even if we tried.

Look, the combination of the hologram
technology and a healthy supply of drones,

they'd pick us off pretty easily.

For the moment, I don't want anybody
to do anything. Just keep a low profile.

Right...

We are happy you could
share our evening meal.

The pleasure is ours.

We thank the ancestors for the
great bounty bestowed upon us,

and we ask that they
bless the Lord Protector,

that he may ever watch
over us and keep us safe.

Please, enjoy.

It is generous of you to remember
the Lord Protector in your prayers,

especially after what
happened this afternoon.

It is unfortunate,

but the soldiers serve the Tower,

and without the Tower,

we are vulnerable to the Wraith.

In exchange, you give them
a portion of your crops?

Half of every harvest.

Half?

I've never known anyone called
"Lieutenant Colonel" before.

What does it mean?

It's not his name, you simpleton.

It's his rank.

My apologies.

That's alright.

I don't usually stand
on ceremony anyway.

How about you just call me John?

Alright, John.

It's obvious to anyone with eyes
to see that you're a military man,

which makes me wonder,

why is it you question the
actions of my father's soldiers?

Do you not agree that
discipline is necessary?

I guess I just don't think
whipping people is a good motivator.

The villagers are mindless brutes.

They understand nothing else.

Maybe because they've
never known anything else.

I don't think that any of us would deny
that the life of peasants can be difficult,

but how much worse would it be
if they fell victim to the Wraith?

You protect them with these...

lights, like the one that
hit the village today?

Of course.

Where do they come from?

The Lord Protector calls
them forth with his mind.

But from where?

I mean, they rise up
from the ground, but...

has anybody bothered to go
down there and check it out?

You mean the catacombs?

Yeah, whatever you call them.

They're dark and filthy. Why
would anyone want to go down there?

My lord!

It's nothing.

Leave me be.

Take him to his chambers.

What's wrong with him?

He'll be alright.

It isn't the first
time this has happened.

Well, that was a particularly
unsatisfying meal.

We should be honored that those with
so little would wish to share with us.

Oh, I'm honored. I'm honored and hungry.

Seriously, we should be feeding them. We've
got better food in our emergency rations.

I'm not sure that they would
accept it. They are a proud people.

Not so proud that they'll
stand up for themselves.

That could change.

Hold on a minute.

We need to be careful, right? We
have no idea who's watching, remember?

And we are supposed to be keeping a
low profile, not starting a revolution.

You cannot seriously believe
that this is a just society.

It is a society that has not been
culled by the Wraith in a long time.

That much we know for sure.

Now...

where are the emergency rations?

Am I disturbing you?

Mara. No...

How's your father?

He is resting.

Thank you for your concern.

Look...

maybe it would be best if I...

- just came back another day...
- No, you can't leave!

Please,

there's a matter of great importance
my father wishes to discuss with you.

Perhaps in the morning?

If these chambers are not to your liking...
- No, no, they're fine.

Well, then maybe there's something I
can do to make you more comfortable.

I don't think so.

Are you certain?

I never see this coming.

You don't find me pleasing?

No, no, it's not that. It's just...

What you said at
dinner, did you mean it?

Absolutely.

- What did I say again?
- About the villagers.

My brother thinks it's
a sign of weakness,

but I know that it means you'll
be a great ruler some day.

Right.

Ruler?

What are you talking about?

My father has promised that if we are
married, succession will fall to me.

We need to talk.

Colonel Sheppard. Yes.

Come in, please.

Seems that

certain people around here have somehow

gotten the wrong idea about me.

Mara came to visit me last night.

You must forgive her
forward behavior, Colonel.

She doesn't have much time.

What's that supposed to mean?

I have many duties here in the Tower,

the most important of which
is as royal genealogist.

These scrolls record the bloodlines...

of the Lord Protector's family
going back 20 generations.

It's my duty to study them in order
to determine the best possible match...

for every member of the royal house

so that we may maintain the
integrity of those bloodlines.

This is necessary because only

one of the royal blood

can control the throne chair,
which in turn controls the weapon

that protects us from the Wraith,

but I suspect you know
some of this already.

Most people, when they see the throne
chair activated for the first time,

react as though they've
seen some kind of magic,

but you...

you didn't bat an eye.

What's more,

you have in your blood

the very gene for which our royal
family has been so selectively bred...

all these generations.

I...

scanned you

shortly after we met, remember?

Right.

Colonel, you must understand
how important this is to us.

Over the centuries, despite our best
efforts, the bloodlines have deteriorated.

The ability of each new Lord
Protector to control the throne chair,

it is no longer a certainty.

Well, then, maybe it's time to start
thinking about a new system of government.

You have observed the inequalities
of our society, and you disapprove.

I can hardly blame you.

You didn't seem to have much of a
problem with that in the village.

I must maintain the image of my authority
in front of the villagers. It is my duty,

but believe me, between the two of us, you
are in a better position to change things.

The gene in you is stronger
than it has been...

in any recorded member of
the royal family for 300 years.

You sent Mara to my room.

I didn't have to.

She understands the
situation perfectly well.

Right now, Tavius is next in line,

but the possibility that his
sister might one day bear children

with superior genetic make-up to him or
his progeny, that will always be a threat.

So if the old man dies...

Precisely,

and his condition grows worse every day.

I know someone who may
be able to help with that.

Dr. Beckett...

Good morning.

I understand there's a patient
waiting for me in the tower.

So Colonel Sheppard
informed us over the radio.

Oh, thank you, Ronon.

Do you have any idea
what I'm walking into?

Not really, no.

According to the Colonel, your
safety has been guaranteed...

by the Chamberlain of the tower.

And we can trust him?

Not really, no, but
I have a backup plan.

Look, Baldric, my trusty local guide says
he knows a way into the underground city.

He's not exactly thrilled about going under
there, but I think I can talk him into it.

And what good does that do us?

Well, if I can find the ZedPM, then we can
shut these people down whenever we want.

Without the drone chair,
they're just a bunch...

of primitive thugs with axes and knives.

Axes and knives can
cause damage, Rodney.

You know what I mean.

Great.

Alright.

Busy as usual, I see.

Always making plans,
plotting little strategies,

all for the benefit of
the royal house of course.

- Of course.
- Of course.

I understand you've recruited
someone new into your little schemes

this Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard.

Something about medical
assistance for the Lord Protector?

He offered. What was I supposed to say?

Just be careful, Chamberlain.
Remember your place...

and remember our arrangement.

What about the Colonel?

I'll deal with him when the time comes.

This is it.

Alright,

let's do it.

I'm not so sure this is wise.

Okay, I'm not interested in
your primitive taboos, okay?

It's a dark and scary place, but it's not
cursed or haunted or anything like that.

It's perfectly safe.

Actually, the catacombs
are prone to earthquakes.

They are?

Three village children died
in a cave in just last year.

I thought it was a superstition thing.

Oh, no, the danger is quite real.

Oh, now he tells me.

He's anemic,

and both his liver and kidneys
seem to be malfunctioning,

but he's not running a temperature,
so I don't think it's an infection.

- I'll need to run some more tests.
- I want to talk to him.

Right now, he needs to rest.

Carson...

He's not lucid at all.

Thank you, doctor.

Alright.

Colonel... I am authorized by the Lord
Protector to speak with you on his behalf.

Please come this way.

Do you know what this is?

You tell me.

It's a flying machine,

or at least it used to be.

It ran out of power a long time ago.

I know you have some understanding of these
things, even though you try not to show it.

I also know that this place

was once home to a much
more advanced civilization.

Unfortunately, aside from a
few trinkets and useless relics,

all we have left is the throne chair,

and if the bloodline
continues to deteriorate,

soon that will be taken from us as well.

What if I told you there
was a way around that,

a way to protect the planet without
worrying about all these royal...

bloodlines or any of that crap?

That's impossible.

What if it wasn't?

Such talk is dangerous.

He can't watch everyone all the time.

Look, I know you serve these people,

but if you're right, and eventually they
lose their ability to control the chair,

well, at that point, what good are they?

What are you suggesting?

A drug.

Gene therapy.

You give it to the
people in the village,

half of them will be able to control
the throne chair, no problem.

- You're talking about revolution.
- I'm talking about survival.

What's going to happen when the royal
family can't protect this planet anymore?

And in exchange for this drug,

what do you want in return?

Rodney, come in...

Go ahead.

Rodney...

Say again!

I'm not getting very
good reception down here.

I said, have you found anything yet?

We've only just made
our way into the city.

Look, we may be able to swing a little deal
here... drones in exchange for gene therapy.

I just need to know
how many they have left.

Alright, I'm on it. Let's go!

What was that?

I told you. The catacombs are unstable.

Alright, let's just keep moving.

Colonel Sheppard,

I've completed my examination
of the Lord Protector,

and I'm afraid there's nothing
I can do for him. He's dying.

How much time does he have?

It could happen any day now,

but there's something else.

The reason he's dying is
because he's been poisoned.

- What?
- Aye.

My guess is, it's been done
slowly, over the last couple months,

probably in his food.

Any idea who'd like to see him dead?

Yeah, I have a theory.

This is it.

What?

Drone storage.

I don't understand.

Okay, those brilliant lights
that magically rise up...

into the sky and
destroy the Wraith ships?

They're not magic.

They're real, physical objects.

They're projectile weapons,
incredibly powerful projectile weapons.

The only question is,

have you used them all up?

- I can't see anything.
- Okay, hold on.

There's a working ZedPM in here,
so it should just be a matter of...

this.

Okay, there are still a few left.

Maybe turning on the power
wasn't such a good idea.

I think you might be right about that.

Let's get out of here.

Is there another way out?

Technically, no.

That's the only way out of this section.

There's no need to panic.
I'll radio for help.

Colonel Sheppard, it's
McKay. Come in, please.

Ronon, Teyla, please respond.

Anybody?

Okay,

we may need to panic a little.

You call this a harvest?

I bring this pathetic
tribute to the Lord Protector,

and I'll be whipped for my insolence.

This is all we could spare.

Well, then, maybe there's something
besides food that you can offer.

No... No...

Hey!

You again.

Let's see how you do against
someone who can defend himself.

You have an impudent tongue.

I think I'll remove it.

- Colonel Sheppard...
- Go ahead.

We have a problem in the village.

There has been an...

altercation.

Where are we?

This should be auxiliary control.

Yes.

God, it's amazing.

The layout of this place
is almost identical.

Identical to what?

Never mind.

Okay, we need to access the city's
internal communication system, so...

remember what happened last time
you started turning things on?

At this point, I don't
think we have much choice.

This is terrible.

I knew Tavius was cruel and vindictive,
but to want to murder his own father?

Raising children can be very dangerous.

The key is, we don't let
him succeed to the throne.

We need to talk to the Lord Protector.

I'm afraid it's already too late.

I received word a few moments ago.

He's dead.

You must leave now.

Tavius will arrest Mara

and anyone he considers was conspiring
with her, and that includes you.

What about the villagers?

He'll kill them all, burn
the place to the ground

to make an example of them.

They had nothing to
do with what happened.

It doesn't matter. Any defiance
must be crushed without mercy

to keep it from spreading
to the other villages.

Look, this is the gene
therapy we're talking about.

You can take it to the people
and tell them what it means.

They don't have to be slaves
to this royal bloodline anymore.

Well, this may be too late.

Tavius will consider this to be treason.

He'll fight it,

and if the soldiers support him...

What's that mean?

It means news of the Lord Protector's
death is already spreading.

The court is being called to
assemble in the throne room.

Go now, before it's too late.

Colonel...

This is interesting.

It looks like the
ZedPM's almost depleted.

- What?
- The ZedPM, it's...

Okay, you know what?

I know, never mind.

More importantly, I can't bring
internal communications online.

So we can't send a message?

No, and my radio won't work
because we're too far underground.

That leaves us only one option.

Head back to the village.

There's one more thing I need to do.

Right.

You should not have
killed the constable.

Somebody had to do something.

Now more soldiers will come.

Then stand up to them. Gather
your people together and fight.

And if the Lord Protector
uses the throne chair?

We'll deal with that.

It's too late to argue, Eldred.

What's done is done.

The Lord Protector will take
his revenge, on all of us

and if we're going to die,
I would rather die fighting.

Mara!

John, what are you still doing here?

I've been looking all over for you.

You have to leave now.

I know, but I want you to come with me.

We both know what's going
to happen if you stay here.

I can find a safe place for you to go.

John...

None of this is your fault.

You really would take me with you,

- ...wouldn't you?
- Of course.

That won't be necessary.

Mara is perfectly safe now.

Tavius has been arrested for
the murder of the Lord Protector.

That's good news.

You...

really...

should have got out
while you had the chance.

What the hell is this?

I'm sorry, John.

I was prepared to let you walk away,

but your colleagues in
the village forced my hand.

They're inciting an uprising,

and as the new Lord Protector,

that is something that I...

just can't have.

Wait outside.

I'll have your head
for this, Chamberlain.

You are in no position to make threats.

Is it really necessary to insult me
further by imprisoning me with these people?

We're not the ones who committed murder.

True, there is only one
murderer in this room.

Isn't that right, Otho?

Oh, let me guess.

He told you I did it.

Do I look like the sort of person who
knows anything about poisons and chemicals?

Otho, on the other hand

is always making
elaborate studies of things

topics you and I might find boring

but which sometimes can
turn out to be quite useful.

You're saying that he's the one
that poisoned the Lord Protector.

I had no choice.

I offered to guarantee him
the succession. In return...

he would spare Mara's life.

Oh, but you're leaving
out the best part.

Once I assumed the throne, Mara
was to be given to Otho as his wife.

All she had to do was bat her eyes at him
a couple of times, and the fool was hooked.

Guards!

It's true we were to be
married, and so we will...

Only now she won't be
marrying a lowly servant,

but the Lord Protector himself.

I really need to stop
making house calls.

You said these weapons had
great destructive power?

Yes.

What do you intend to do with it?

Blow a hole straight up to the surface,

assuming I can get it to
fly in a straight line.

I've never actually done
anything like this before.

- What'll happen if you succeed?
- Well, two possibilities.

Either we create a nice, sturdy shaft
that will give us some much needed air...

and provide a big enough gap
for the radio signal to get through,

or it will bring the already
unsteady ceiling down on us,

burying us both alive.

I prefer to imagine
the first possibility.

Yes, the power of positive thinking.
Very good. While you do that...

I will rely on my
experience and expertise.

You said you'd never done this before...

General expertise. Will you
be quiet while I do this?

Alright...

I can't believe that worked.

What happened to positive thinking?

I lied.

This is McKay. Is anyone reading?

- Rodney, where have you been?
- Where have I been?

I have been trapped underground
by an earthquake that blocked of...

our one exit from this section of
the city. That's where I've been.

Do you have access to the ZPM?

No, I don't have access to the ZedPM, but
thank you for your concern, by the way!

- Rodney...
- No, no, no, no. No, it's fine.

Upon learning that your beloved
friend has nearly died...

and continues to face the
imminent threat of death,

your first concern is for
the ZedPM? It's only natural!

I am sorry, Rodney, but we
have a few problems of our own.

Colonel Sheppard and Dr. Beckett are
no longer responding to our radio calls.

As well,

there is a good possibility
that the Lord Protector...

is about to launch a drone
attack on this village.

If that happens, everyone here will die.

Leave us.

I'm really sorry, John.

Oh, please. Don't play the
sweet little innocent here.

I never meant for you to get hurt.

Well, then, help us get out of here.

I can't,

but I may be able to convince
Otho to spare your lives.

That would be a good start.

In the meantime, I did bring you this.

You must tell your friends
to leave before it's too late.

For his first act as Lord
Protector, Otho intends...

to destroy the entire village
using the throne chair,

so that no other villages will
ever rise up against him again.

Rodney, come in.

Sheppard, are you alright?

I'm fine. Listen, I need you
to pull the ZPM and cut...

the power right away, or
Ronon and Teyla are dead.

I already know all that. Look,
unfortunately I am cut off from the ZedPM.

There's got to be something you can do.

Yeah, I'm working on it!

Well, work faster.

These fools...

they actually think they
can stand against me.

Alright, I think I've got something.

According to my readings,
the ZedPM is nearly depleted.

If we can activate enough
systems simultaneously,

it might drain power completely,
thus rendering the drones inert.

So do it.

But I can't! I don't have access to
enough systems to draw that kind of power.

I need something really big.

How about the star drive?

The city's just like Atlantis, right...
a city that was designed to fly?

You want me to fly the city
right up out of the ground?

No, you don't have to go
anywhere. Just charge the engines.

That should be the single greatest
drain on power you can create.

You're right, that could
work. There's only one problem.

What?

This place is pretty unstable.
If I fire up the engines,

the vibrations alone could cause
the whole thing to come down on us.

It's a risk we're going to have to take.

Firing up main engines.

What's going on?

Let's go.

What about him?

Forget about him.

Sorry, wee man.

Well, this is better...

I guess.

You...

this is your doing.

Seize them!

You're only Lord Protector
if you can control the chair.

You said it yourself.

It's over.

You don't have to bow down to this man...

or Tavius or anyone else!

John!

Tavius was right about one thing.

I do have a fair knowledge

of poisons.

Got the drones,

got a few jumpers, I even got the girl.

You got the girl?

Well, I mean, I could have got
the girl. I turned her down.

What did you offer them in return
for the drones and the jumpers?

A supply of medicines and an
IDC if they need to reach us.

We also offered to help them
come up with a new way...

of running things when the time comes.

They didn't offer you king?

I turned that down, too.

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