All language subtitles for Stargate.Atlantis.S02E18.Michael.WS.DVDrip.XviD-SAiNTS

BECKETT
Elizabeth.

Yes, Carson?

He's awake.

Blood pressure's fine. Pulse,
normal. You're bouncing back nicely.

Bouncing back from what?
Hello, Michael.

Do you remember me?

No.

I'm Dr. Elizabeth Weir. This is
Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard.

You serve under my command.

Do you know where you are?

I don't even know who I am.

Your name is Lieutenant
Michael Kenmore.

You're in a private room
off the infirmary here in Atlantis.

Is that familiar to you?

Atlantis.

Yeah, I think.

You were a member
of a team that went off-world.

You were captured by the Wraith.

I see you remember
the Wraith.

What did they do to me?

WEIR:
We're not quite sure yet.

We sent a rescue team for you,

but you were wounded
during the mission.

You've been unconscious
for days. Had us worried sick.

Why can't I remember anything?
We don't know yet.

Hopefully, we'll learn more
as we conduct further tests.

In the meantime,
I can assure you

that we will give you the best
possible care to help in your recovery.

Keep a close eye on him.

Until we know more, we need
to proceed with caution.

This may just be the start
of our problems.

What is that?

I'm afraid you have type 1 diabetes.

You require a daily injection of insulin
to maintain a normal glucose level.

You've managed it
quite nicely, actually.

Michael, you may be suffering from
generalized dissociative amnesia,

which usually occurs as a
result of significant trauma.

Trauma caused by the Wraith?

We don't know for certain.

Hopefully over time,
your memory will return.

In the meantime,
we'll help you fill in the gaps

a wee bit at a time so as not
to completely overwhelm you.

I'm already
completely overwhelmed.

How much worse
could it get?

I heard he was awake.

Complete amnesia.
Doesn't remember a thing.

May I speak with him?

Of course.

You need to rest.

Hello, Michael.

I am Teyla.

You look familiar.

Do I know you?
Yes.

You assisted my team
on a few missions.

No, there's more, though.

Are...?

Are we friends?
Yes.

Well, that's the best news
I've heard all day.

How are you feeling?

I'm physically fine,
but my mind

is completely blank.

They said I'm a lieutenant.

You have only recently
arrived in Atlantis,

but have proven yourself
to be one of the finest soldiers here.

Well, if I'm such a fine soldier,
how did I get captured by the Wraith?

Your team came upon a landed
Wraith cruiser and were ambushed.

You sacrificed yourself to give
your teammates time to escape.

Quite heroic.

Were you part of the team
that rescued me?

Yes.

Well, then that makes
you even more heroic.

He said I was familiar to him.

He asked if we were friends.

How did you respond?
I said we were.

After everything he's been through,
I thought positive news couldn't hurt.

I think you're right. Stabilization is
the first critical stage in his treatment.

He's doing well, but it's important we
do what we can to ease his recovery.

What's the next stage?

Integration into the community
followed by relational development.

How is he doing physically?
Excellent. Vitals, normal.

All he needs is physical therapy to
regain muscle tone and coordination.

Think he's ready to be released?
I do.

I don't think that's
such a good idea.

We don't know if there are any residual
effects he might be carrying around.

What do you think, doctor?
Is he ready?

A change of scenery
could be very beneficial to him.

All right, then. Release him.

These are
your quarters.

Does any of this
look familiar to you?

No.

It is a cowboy hat.

You come from a place
called Texas.

Texas?

Hmm.

They're your parents.

Ah. Hey, what happened
to the blue Jell-O?

My favourite. All of a sudden,
it's off the menu. What gives?

Thank you.

Ah, Lieutenant Kenmore.

Well, so they tell me.

Call me Michael.
Michael, right. Yes, of course, Michael.

I'm sorry. Um, I'm probably
supposed to know you, but-

Right, the amnesia. Yes, of course,
I heard. I'm Dr. McKay.

Rodney McKay. Doctor.

So you've been released,
I see.

Just now. I have some bodyguards
following me around everywhere,

and Colonel Sheppard's
probably somewhere close by.

They wanna keep an eye on me
in case I suddenly, you know,

freak out.
Freak out. Yes.

I don't think you're- I mean, you're
not gonna- You're fine, aren't you?

I think so. I feel fine.

I guess time will tell.

Hopefully the amnesia
won't be permanent.

Wraith materializer schematics?

Yes. Yes. I was just...

Just studying them,
you know.

How did I know that?

One of your team's mission
objectives was to infiltrate

a Wraith ship and obtain...

you know...

intelligence.
And our mission was successful?

Yes. Very successful.
Except for getting captured.

We've all been captured by the Wraith
at one point, haven't we?

It's just
- The important thing is that you were rescued. Safe and sound.

Safe, yes. The sound part,
I'm not so sure of.

Yeah, well, it's...

Well...

I guess I'd better be going.
Right. You got it.

See you.

Defend. Defend.
Parry. Strike.

Ow.

It is all about catching
your opponent off balance.

You succeeded.

Now you try.

I can't do that move.

Oh, yes, you can.

You keep saying I'm a good fighter.
You are.

Very good.

All right.

Whew. Wow, you were right.
I can't believe I just-

Keep your hands off her!

Ronon, we were sparring as part
of his physical therapy. Let him go.

Now!

I'm sorry.

Ronon is fairly new here. He's still making
adjustments to our way of doing things.

He's clashed with personnel, including
yourself and even Colonel Sheppard.

I'll just have to stay clear of him.

Whatever I did, he doesn't look like
the kind of person you want as an enemy.

Give him time.

I'm sure you'll work out your
differences, put the past behind you.

The past?

Whatever that is.

It's just so frustrating. I didn't even
remember the faces of my own parents.

They've been informed
of your condition.

In time, we'll send you home
to be reunited with them,

but, for now, I think
it's best if we hold off.

So, what do you think?
Will my memory ever return?

We can't be sure.

But we'll continue with these
sessions, perhaps even try hypnosis.

I just wanna
get back to normal.

Be like everybody else.

It was so real. I-
I know it was a dream...

but when I saw that face
staring back at me...

They did something to me,
didn't they?

The Wraith, during my capture.

They did something
to my mind, maybe...

Maybe they implanted
something into my brain.

What did they do?

Tell me.

We do not know.

Listen, many people here
have had such dreams.

You are not the only one.

Really?

Constant fear of the Wraith attacking,
the way they feed on us?

It creates a tremendous
amount of stress.

You've had the dream too?
Yes.

Many times. And I know how
frightening it can be.

He's only had the one dream?
Yes.

He believes the Wraith
did something to him.

Can you do something
to help him?

Perhaps I could give him
a sedative to help him sleep.

I could increase his dosage.
Although, I'd caution against that.

Why? If it's helping,
what's wrong with more?

I specifically calibrated his regimen
according to his current physical condition.

Any alteration could
adversely affect his recovery.

I say we remain patient,

wait to see if he has
any more dreams.

If it's merely psychological,

then Dr. Heightmeyer
should be able to help him.

Why do we not just
tell him the truth?

I am finding it difficult
keeping it from him.

And I am beginning to question whether
our course of action is the correct one.

HEIGHTMEYER: The dreams are most
likely due to post-traumatic stress.

Not at all uncommon
in situations like yours.

You could see Dr. Beckett,
have him prescribe something.

I just- I can't help thinking
there's more to it.

Something's not right with me.

Do you feel sick?
No.

I mean, I feel like...

I don't know what it is,
but it's not right.

It's not.

I get the feeling everyone
knows something,

something they're not telling me.

See? That. Your expression.
I see that a lot around here.

People being careful with me,

like they're trying to figure out
what to say next.

You think this means they're
keeping secrets from you?

Maybe not deliberately, but, yes.

I get the feeling they know something
about me but aren't telling me.

And it's frustrating.

Because if the Wraith did something to
me, I'd really like to know what it is.

Lieutenant.
Colonel.

Where you off to?

My quarters. Dr. Beckett gave me
some pills to help me get some sleep.

I thought I'd give them a try.
No alcohol or heavy machinery.

Excuse me?

Nothing. Sleep well.

Hey, Ronon, I don't know what
happened between us in the past,

but if I ever did anything to hurt or
upset you, I just wanted to say that...

I'm sorry.

Ronon, shake the man's hand.

I don't think so.

He's trying to bury the hatchet.

It's not a bad idea.

I gotta go.
Look, I just wanna know-

Knock it off! Knock it off.

Lieutenant Kenmore,
what are you doing up so late?

The pills Dr. Beckett gave me
aren't working.

I'm gonna go to the infirmary.

After you.

Hi.

Dr. Beckett.

BECKETT Delta wave
frequencies are up 2. 9 hertz.

WEIR: Which means?
He may regain consciousness.

Versed, five milligrams.

Release me!

You will die for this!

Others will come for me!

They will destroy you.
Blah, blah, blah.

They've gotta find us first.

You're gonna need a name.
How does "Mike" sound?

You lied to me!

I'm a Wraith!

You were a Wraith, yes.

Michael, please.

Don't call me that.
That's not my name!

All right, take it easy.

If you would let us explain.

Go ahead, explain.
But no more lies.

All right. This is what
we know of the Wraith.

They evolved from a creature
that we call the Iratus bug.

That bug took on characteristics
of the humans it was feeding on,

and over time became
the Wraith that we know now.

So Dr. Beckett
has developed a drug.

It's a retrovirus designed
to suppress the Iratus bug elements

of the Wraith genetic code, leaving
only the human aspects behind.

It took some time to perfect,

but we finally achieved
a viable drug,

which we then decided to test.

The injections?

The insulin?
Not insulin.

I'm sorry.

Once the retrovirus was administered
and transformation began,

another drug was needed to prevent
the Wraith element from returning.

It's a combination of drugs, which
unfortunately require a daily injection.

So, what are you saying?

Being a Wraith is some disease?
Something you think you can cure?

What gives you the right
to do this to me?

We're at war.

The Wraith will stop at nothing
to kill every one of us.

And we'll stop at nothing
to make sure that doesn't happen.

You made up everything.

My name.

The photograph of my parents.

It was my decision
to keep the truth from you.

Why?

For one, we were concerned
you may react the way you are now.

The whole point was to erase
any trace of Wraith inside you.

Not to keep
reminding you of it.

And trust me, you're a hell of a lot
better off now than you were before.

Since we're telling the truth.

This whole thing was a bad idea.
No, it wasn't.

The retrovirus works, that much
is clear. Just look at the guy.

If we can deploy this as a
biological weapon, it's possible

we can hit entire hive ships
and turn them into humans.

That's still a ways off. And I've yet
to develop an effective long-term dose

to keep the Wraith elements
suppressed for a lifetime.

The point is, we are getting closer.

You may be able to make
them look like a human,

talk like a human,

but they'll still be a Wraith.

Nothing you do will
ever change that.

Michael?

I know you are angry.

I am sorry for what you
have been put through.

But, in time, I think you
may come to see this is-

Were you part of the team
that captured me?

You told me before that

you and your team rescued me
when I was captured by the Wraith.

But now I'm starting to realize
who did the actual capturing.

And you have the nerve
to tell me you're my friend.

I would like to be
your friend.

I would.
You expect me to believe that?

You may not understand this now,
but making you human,

this could make your life better.
Really?

Because from what I was told,

you made me human in order
to make your lives better.

So tell me, then...

what makes being human
better than being a Wraith?

They are evil.

They kill us,

feed on us, show no mercy,
know nothing of compassion.

Humans are different?
Yes.

So, what you did to me...

that was done out of compassion?

Your feelings of betrayal
are understandable,

but it's important
you talk about them.

Hopefully come to resolve them.

With you?

Yes, of course.

I already tried that once.
It didn't work out so well.

But something was
cleared up for me, though.

Now I know what that strange
feeling was, the one that's been...

gnawing inside me.

Seems I can't shake those
basic Wraith instincts.

Hunger,
aggression.

And now that I know the truth...

I feel them even more.

WEIR: Dr. Heightmeyer
confirmed he believes

he's still experiencing
Wraith compulsions.

Is there anything more you can do
to suppress them?

I don't know. It could merely be
a psychological manifestation.

Maybe we should up his dose.

I know you said give it more time,
but now that he knows,

things might go
from bad to worse.

I agree.
He's due for his next injection now.

I could go ahead and increase the
dosage and monitor him closely.

Let's just hope
he agrees to take it.

Well, if he doesn't,
we'll have to insist.

Who knows, maybe another big dose
might wipe his memory clean again.

And then what?

We start the lies all over again?

They want you
in the infirmary.

Time for your injection.

What are you doing?

What do you want from me?

Just waiting for you to give me
a reason to kill you.

Well, I guess I should thank you.

You're the only one around here who's
been honest with me from the start.

Lieutenant Kenmore, the infirmary?

You heard him.

Better get moving...

lieutenant.

This is Sergeant Cole. Kenmore's
escaped. Level five, east tower.

Ronon's also in pursuit.

Drop your weapon.

Just take it easy, lieutenant.
Stop calling me that.

Drop your weapon.

I figured you'd forget
to set it to stun.

Sergeant Cole.

He is dead.

WEIR: We can't keep him here.
Even locked up, he's too dangerous.

Take him to the alpha site.

We'll sedate first
so he won't know where it is.

And then what?

Continue with the drug treatments.
Continue?

Dr. Beckett was about
to start increasing the dosage.

Hopefully, that will eliminate
remaining Wraith impulses.

Why are we even talking about this?

He killed one of your people.

Your experiment didn't work.

We should kill him now.
We can't kill him, Ronon.

We put him in this position.
Now, hold on, doc.

If we hadn't given the retrovirus,
he'd be a Wraith.

Wouldn't think twice about killing him.
But we did.

We made him human. We have the responsibility
to treat him as we would any other-

He's not human!

He's a Wraith.

Carson, what do you think?

Is it worth continuing
with these treatments?

I...

I don't know.

I suppose it's worth seeing how
he fares with the increased dosage.

I agree.

We've come too far with this
just to abandon it now.

Would you please step outside?

What's going to happen to me?
You will be transported

to another planet where we are
establishing an off-world base.

You want to keep me from learning
more about Atlantis.

You're afraid if a Wraith ship comes,
I'll communicate with them,

tell them you're here.

I didn't want to kill him.

I just wanted to escape,

to get out of this place.

We would like to continue
the drug treatments.

Dr. Beckett believes an increased
dose would fully suppress

any Wraith urges you may
still be experiencing.

The alternative is death.

All of this up to the Jumper bay.
EEG, defib, cardiograph.

Crosscheck medications on the list.
Make certain we're good for a week.

A lot of equipment to take. Alpha site
isn't set up for this kind of work.

It's not set up for much
of anything yet, I'm afraid.

How are you holding up?

I don't know.
Because of me, a man is dead.

You can't blame yourself.

I'm the one who
developed the retrovirus.

I pushed for this.
Of course I'm to blame.

And I'm the one who approved it.
This was my call, Carson.

So if there's any blame to be laid,
it starts and ends with me, all right?

Colonel.

Time to go.

Clear.

It is all right. You are safe.

What happened?

You were sedated for transport
to the alpha site.

Just a precaution.

How are you feeling?

Hungry.

I will see about getting
you some food.

They call them
"meals ready to eat. "

It was all I could gather
on short notice.

Dr. McKay quite likes them, actually.

Let me help you.

That's okay.

You're different
from the others.

I noticed it the first time
I saw you.

You're the only person
willing to understand.

The only one with
a truly open mind.

The only one willing
to show compassion.

Thank you, Teyla.

I knew I could count on you.

Colonel.
What happened?

I don't know. He managed to get free
and take Teyla hostage.

He forced security to drop
their weapons or he'd kill her.

Where'd they go?
Up the ridge.

There are other teams on their way.

Just a precaution.

I know,

you're angry. I lied to you.

But you had no right
to do this to me.

I won't let you experiment
on me anymore.

Let's go.

He's changing directions.

The tracks are difficult to follow.

He's good.

But you can follow them, right?
I mean, that's your thing.

Among many other things.

This way.

What are you doing?

We need to leave this planet.

And go where?

I don't know.

These are the S.O.s
guarding the gate.

Damn it!

What is this place?

That way.

We need to figure out the last address
dialled, if that's even possible.

We need to get McKay out here.
No, we don't.

Trust me, he's the only one
who can figure this stuff out.

Look.

How much further
must we walk?

We'll rest up ahead.

I am sensing something.

There are Wraith nearby.

Yes, there are.

It is not too late.
We can still go back.

Beckett can give you an injection,
take away the pain-

No!

This is how it's supposed to be.

I'm returning to what I was.

What I am.

This is what I was drawn to.

They are aware of us.

They are coming.

I know...

and I will return to them.

Then we shall be enemies again.

We never stopped being enemies.

What will you do with me,
feed on me?

Is that why you brought me
all this way?

I'd be lying if I said
I didn't feel the urge.

And now that I'm truly
able to feed again...

I feel it even more.

Then go ahead.

Fall back!

WRAITH:
He's alive.

WEIR: He completely
transformed back into a Wraith?

Not completely,
but well on his way.

His reversion occurred at a more
accelerated rate than we anticipated.

His memory of what we did
to him remained intact.

I should've killed him.

He's right. We're totally screwed.
Not only has he rejoined the Wraith,

but he knows Atlantis still exists.

God knows what type of intel
he was able to pick up.

They will send another wave
of hive ships.

Probably already on their way.

This time, they're not gonna fall
for the whole invisibility trick.

We need to come up
with a new defence plan.

We're gonna need more firepower.