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Narrator: Previously on Stargate Atlantis.

We saw the hive ship go up.

Caldwell on radio: I assure you, Dr. McKay,

that major Sheppard is alive and well.

Who is this?

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.

Sheppard: What if they thought we were gone?

Caldwell: Destroy the city, you mean?

No, we just make it look like we did.

Mcka y: We fake a self-destruct.

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

(Screaming)

Beckett: He should be dead.

I'd like to report for duty, ma'am.

Dr. Beckett released you?

Sheppard: Where's Ford? Mcka y: I assume that's him in the jumper.

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

We'll find him. Maybe.

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?

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.

God, 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.

Well, 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% certain, but there are burn marks on his fingertips.

Sheppard: Obviously here 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.

Look, colonel Caldwell was right.

There's not enough juice in those circuits to kill someone.

At least not normally.

What are you thinking?

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?

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 that if...

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 the 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 a 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.

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,

if that's not good enough for you,

you're just gonna have to promote him.

Doctor...

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.

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 would 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 doctor Monroe's death might not have been an accident.

What you talking about? Ichecked the power-distribution logs

against the time code on the security camera.

There was an unexplained spike,

but it happened a full 30 seconds after the camera went out.

So that means the malfunctions in the door and the camera

were not caused by the same problem.

Major Sheppard was right. There'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. 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.

(Mumbling)

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? 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.

(Muttering)

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?

Give me a second.

Wait a minute. What?

I think I got something here.

Well, what?

(Alarms blaring)

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

(Groaning)

Lindstrom!

Lindstrom!

Lindstrom. Lindstrom. You all right?

(Groans)

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...

(Static crackling)

Rodney.

Lindstrom.

Lindstrom, are you reading me? Lindstrom, are you reading me?

(Alarm beeping)

What the hell are you doing?

The airlock's opening! Override the system!

Rodney, help me!

Lindstrom!

Rodney!

Lindstrom!

Oh, my god.

I already told you, I'm fine. He's right.

It appears he didn't inhale enough toxins to cause any permanent damage.

Although a few more seconds of exposure and it would be 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 on board have the technical skills

to do something like this? Almost everybody.

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

No, I can't believe it'd be one of our own people.

Isn't it possible there's an intruder on board?

Well, 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've stowed on board for that long.

He's right. We 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 excepted, 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

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.

But 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.

(Birds chirping)

When were you gonna tell me?

There's nothing to tell.

I mean, you know 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... 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 will 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 sfluafions_.

Protect itself. Exactly.

It knew that lindstrom and Monroe were gonna expose it,

so it got rid of them.

Can it take over the whole ship? Not entirely.

You have to remember that there are 100s of individual computers on board.

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.

(Beeping)

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?

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.

(Beeping continues)

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 onloff 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.

(Gun firing)

What's our status?

Transmitter is offline.

Distress signal has been disabled.

Well done, colonel. Return to the ship.

With pleasure.

Oh, here's a problem.

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 will 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.

Rodney seems to think the virus has taken over your ship

so we're gonna try to beam you out.

Acknowledged.

Stand by.

Uh, slight problem. What?

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.

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.

We're... 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.

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, it's 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.

Man: 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 ifwe're taking a page

from the John Sheppard book of computer repair, we're really desperate.

All right, colonel, we're ready.

Caldwell.“ 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.

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.

(Beeping)

What is it? We're veering off course.

Navigational controls are not responding.

Damn it!

Caldwell: Engine room, what's happening?

The virus, it's back.

And 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 on board.

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 computers.

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.

(Exclaiming) 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.

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

Activating transport beam now.

It worked.

Oh, boy.

(Alarm blaring)

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?

Sheppard: Yeah, we're reading you.

Hermiod: I have raised the fighter-ba y 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, isuggest you complete your task as quickly as possible.

Caldwell: 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.

Man: Sir, the shield is down.

The cargo bay is decompressing. Colonel Sheppard, come in.

Caldwell: Colonel Sheppard, do you read me?

Caldwell: 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 could 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... 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 in here and, so, it would...

You 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.

(Muttering)

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... what are you doing?

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

Yeah, that makes sense, but we can't go after it.

We have no computer-assisted 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.

Caldwell: Better make this quick, Sheppard.

Radiation levels are beginning to rise on the outer hull.

Sheppard: Understood.

(Beeping)

What is that beeping?

Somebodyjust locked onto us.

Hold on.

What happened to inertial dampeners?

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

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 than we did in the daedalus?

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?

Weir: 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?

(People chattering)

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

And lieutenant colonel Sheppard.

Congraunafions 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? Beckett: Yes, Rodney.

We should get that. Yes, Rodney.

Any word from your offworld 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.

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.

English — us — psdh