All language subtitles for Stargate.Atlantis.S05E17.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Te yla: Previously
on Stargate Atlantis.

Todd: Lower your weapons.

Keller: We've come up
with a gene therapy.

We think we can make it so that

you will never need to
feed on humans again.

How did you do that?

Surely you don't think we
had anything to do with this?

What the hell's going on?
Where's Caldwell?

We need everyone we can.

We're taking this ship back.

Todd let us take her back
without so much as a fight,

but he's locked us
out of the controls

and retreated to
one of the 302 bays.

That's how he's going
to destroy the facility,

by ramming us into it.

Mcka y: What did you do?

Sheppard: I just opened
up a hyperspace window

big enough for the both of us.
We just traveled through the planet.

Ronon: How long
till they get here?

Just a matter of minutes.

Are we prepared
to cloak the city?

Yes, I've made all the
necessary modifications,

but for the record, I still say
the shield is a better idea.

Rodney.

Look, that cloak offers us
no protection whatsoever.

If that hive opens up on us...

How could they do that?

They'd have to know our
exact position on the planet.

Well, you're assuming
they don't?

Look, we've been
tracking them for days!

They're headed straight for us.

I think it's safe to say they've
got some inside information!

Even so, it's better not
to confirm our location

until we know for sure.

No sense in giving them
an easy target to shoot at.

Colonel Sheppard,
what's your status?

Standing by.

Woolse y: Be prepared to
fire drones on my Mark.

Copy that. Just say the word.

(Sighs)

Vveh, isuppose we're
as prepared as we can be.

Engage the cloak.

All right.

Okay. Cloak's engaged.

They should be here momentarily.

What's happening?

Nothing.

From what I can tell,
they're just sitting there.

Do they know we're here?

(Computer beeps)

Hang on. I'm receiving
a transmission.

It's a file of some kind.

Pull it up on
a firewalled computer.

Yeah.

(Bleeping)

What's it say?

It's nothing.
Just a random bunch of...

Wait a second. What is it?

It's encrypted.

Using the same kind of
algorithm we use on the daedalus.

(Distorted) Hold your fire...
Gene therapy developed

by Dr. Keller...
Some of the formulation...

(Sta tic buzz/ng)

What's going on? I don't know.

Looks like the file's
corrupted somehow.

Was unable to
counteract the disease.

Help us.

(Bleeps)

What on earth does that mean?

I have no idea.

(Sighs)

What do you mean,
you didn't understand him?

Mcka y: The file was corrupted.

We were only able to catch
a few words here and there.

Though, from what we could tell,

it seemed like he was
asking for our help.

With what?

Something to do with
Jennifer's gene therapy?

We already gave him a chance
to test it. He double-crossed us.

I say we blow him
out of the sky.

I can't say I disagree with you.

Though I do find it odd
he would just show up here,

knowing that would
likely be our reaction.

And why send a file? Why
not just radio us directly?

Whatever he wants, it
must be really important.

Perhaps we should answer back,

tell him that we did not
receive the file properly.

If we do that, we might
as well just drop the cloak.

They'll be able to
trace our radio signal,

know exactly where we are. No.

We might be able to do it
from a jumper, though.

Approach the hive cloaked, and
communicate with them from there.

But then they would be able to
pinpoint the jumper's exact location.

Yes, but the jumper's a lot
more maneuverable than the city.

Look, besides,
this isn't the first time

we've rown up to Todd's
doorstep in a jumper.

Any chance you could
clean up that video,

piece together more
of what he's saying?

No, there's too much
data missing.

That is as good as
we're going to get.

All right. Colonel?

On my way.

Coming up on it now.

This is colonel John Sheppard.

Please come in.

We didn't receive your
video transmission correctly.

Please respond.

Are they getting this?

They should be. I mean,
there's no reason why they...

(Computer bleeps)

Whoa!

What is it?

I'm not picking up
any life signs on board.

What?

Ibeheve Rodney is correct.

I have also not been able to
detect the presence of any wraith.

I thought it was
because we were too far,

butthsinakes more sense. Itdoes?

This better not be a wraith
ship from another reality.

We've been tracking their approach
for a few days now, remember?

It didn't just pop into our space
like that other daedalus did.

Look, we know that they don't show up
on our scans when they're hibernating.

I think that's probably
a more logical explanation.

Hibernating, all of them?

Well, they could've
pre-programmed the ship

to fly here on its own,
enter orbit,

even send a pre-recorded signal.

There's only one way
to find out.

(Computer bleeps)

We're receiving a signal.

It's colonel Sheppard
on a secure channel.

Patch me in.

Colonel, what's
happening up there?

Well, the wraith have thrown
us a little curve ball here.

Over radio: Got no life signs on
board. We think they're hibernating.

Why would they do that?

That's what we'd
like to find out,

but it means boarding the ship.

Are you sure that's wise?
What if it's a trap?

Well, if it is,
it's a pretty lousy one.

If they ambush us, you can still
take them out from down there.

Sacrificing your lives.

I'm flattered you think Todd would
go to so much trouble to kill me.

Look, taking out a hive ship is always
a good idea, far as I'm concerned,

but we did come all this way,

got all dressed up.

All right.

Sheppard: No sign of them yet.

McKay: Why is it
that I find empty hives

even creepier than the ones
that are full of wraith?

Sheppard: Trust me,
we're better off this way.

Bridge should be up here.

All right, just give
me a few seconds.

All right.

(Bleeps)

Well, I was right.

They're all in their
hibernation pods. Where?

There's several large chambers
in the aft section of the hive.

The weird thing is, though,
if I'm reading this right,

they haven't given
themselves a wake-up call.

Ronon: What are you
talking about?

McKay: Well, the normal
operating procedure

would be to leave
a few crew members awake

so that they could
monitor the pods

and bring the others
out when it's time,

but since they all went in,

I would assume
there'd be some kind of

an automatic or timed shut-down
protocol, but I can't find one.

So if we do not wake them...

Then they never will.

Sounds good to me.

Do you not find it odd
that Todd would leave himself

and his entire crew
to our mercy,

especially after
our last encounter?

Maybe he's not as smart
as you think he is.

(Electricity fluctuating)

What was that?

Some kind of power fluctuation.

I'm reading minor malfunctions
in several of the ship's systems.

Hang on.

I got Todd's video file.
Looks like it's intact.

I thought you said
it was corrupted.

Well, it must've happened
in transmission,

some kind of a glitch
in the comm system.

The original, it's all there.

Let's see it.

All right.

Hold your fire.
We mean you no harm.

Allow me to explain our presence
here before you take any action.

If you are seeing this message,

my ship has arrived
safely at Atlantis.

I'm coming to you
because my crew and I

have been stricken
with a disease,

a complication to the gene
therapy developed by Dr. Keller.

Wait a second. We
didn't give them any...

Todd: I acquired
some of the formulation

while my crew and I were
occupying the daedalus.

I admit, I wanted to see
if it would actually work.

And it did.

The initial results were
nothing short of astonishing.

See for yourself.

I was so impressed, I
decided to treat my entire crew.

It was only then that we
began to notice problems.

The first group
grew sick and died.

Before long, others
began to get sick, as well.

Our natural healing ability was
unable to counteract the disease.

I have come here as
a matter of last resort.

I realize we have had
our differences of late,

and you may be
reluctant to help us,

but remember this,

if we die,

any hope you may have of
distributing this treatment in the future

dies with us.

The choice is yours.

Sheppard: All right, so now
that we know what happened,

we can just fire drones at them

and close the file and move on.

You said his feeding
hand was clean,

which means the treatment
worked, at least for a while.

Well, then it
started killing them,

so I don't know if they're going
to exactly line up for this one.

Which is why we need to find
out exactly what went wrong.

We need to examine every
scrap of medical data on that hive.

We may even need to
revive a few of the wraith

so Dr. Keller can perform a
complete physical evaluation.

I'm sorry, but the ioa
is strongly committed

to the development
of this gene therapy.

It's one of the only
things they all agree on.

If it's simply not
workable, so be it,

but they're going to
want to see some proof.

I say it works fine. It kills
wraith. What more do you want?

You're suggesting
we keep the formula as is

and find a way of
exposing them involuntarily.

Why not? Get rid of the
wraith once and for all.

Don't tell me the ioa would
have a problem with that.

Sheppard: The problem
is in the delivery systems.

We just went down this road
with Beckett's retrovirus.

And even if we do succeed
in weaponizing the treatment,

it is unlikely that we would
wipe out the wraith entirely.

At best, we would weaken them.

I don't have
a problem with that.

On the other hand, if we do succeed
in eliminating their need to feed,

we might be able to
convince their entire population

to take the treatment willingly.

Either way,

whether it's perfecting the
formula as a treatment or a weapon,

we need to gather as much
information as we possibly can,

which brings me back
to the same conclusion.

We need to go back up there.

This time, have
Dr. Keller accompany you,

as well as major lorne's team
and another unit of marines.

Are you still not sure
if it's a trap?

Let's just say I've learned to
exercise an abundance of caution

when dealing with Todd.

All right.

My men have
established a perimeter.

They'll be checking
in every hour.

(Electricity fluctuating)

Rodney?

I know! I know! Power
fluctuations. Look, it's like I said,

some of the ship's systems
are acting up a little.

Well, get it fixed.

Yeah, give me a few minutes.

Major lorne,
this is lieutenant Williams.

Go ahead.

Williams: Sir, you wanted
us to report anything unusual.

Yeah, that's right,
lieutenant. What do you got?

Well, sir, I was standing
watch, and I heard a noise, and...

Well, the wall is melting.

Sorry? Come again?

Wait a minute. I think
it stopped. Stand by.

(Roars)

Williams, come in.

(Sta tic buzz/ng)

Lieutenant, please respond.

(Groans)

How you doing?

(Keller sighs)

Ooh! That good, huh?

I don't know. I mean, I...

I guess I'm making progress.

I found out what
was killing them.

You did? Mmm-hmm.

The treatment worked
exactly like it was supposed to.

It eliminated
their feeding hands,

it activated their
digestive system,

just like it did
in the simulation,

but, unfortunately,
it also created

a virulent cancer-like
disease at the same time

that it was weakening
their immune systems.

That's what killed them.

Well, is there anything
you can do about it?

I don't know. Maybe.
It's possible.

What?

I just feel like
I'm in over my head.

What are you talking about?

I look at you and colonel
Sheppard the rest of the team,

you guys are so used
to making decisions

that affect the lives of thousands,
and even millions, of people.

I'm not so used to having
the fate of the galaxy

hang in the balance.

That. You get used to it.
Helps to have a massive ego.

Look, I don't know much
about wraith physiology,

but I know you.

And if anyone can
make this work, you can.

Well, this is his
last known position.

Marine: Colonel! We
got something over here!

Hasn't been fired.

Should I call up for some more
personnel to help track him down?

No, I got a better idea. Rodney?

Are the ship's schematics
loaded into the life-signs detector?

I did it when
we first got here. Why?

We're going to need them.

(Device beeping)

Anything?

No, it's just us.

Ronon, Teyla,
anything on your end?

I'm afraid not, colonel.

Sheppard: All right.
Stay in touch.

What the hell is this?

It's supposed to be
an open corridor.

Let me see. Here.

Rodney?

This schematic you
gave us is a piece of crap.

What are you talking about?

Sheppard: There's a dead
end that's not on the map.

That's impossible!

Look, I'm staring
at it right now.

Look, I don't know
what to tell you, all right?

I pulled that schematic
directly from the ship's database.

Great. We have to double back.

Colonel Sheppard, this
is te yla. Please respond.

Go ahead.

We found lieutenant Williams.

I'm afraid he's dead.

What happened?

He was attacked.

Sheppard.“ by who?

I don't know, but whatever
it was, it tried to eat him.

You mean feed on him?

No. I mean eat him.

With teeth, like an animal.

What?

All right, radio back, try to get
somebody to pick up the body.

(Device beeping)

In the meantime,
we're going to have

to figure out who the
hell this is. Colonel.

Sheppard: Hang on.
We got something.

Move back to our position.

(Device beeping rapidly)

Sir,

in here.

(Beeping increases)

Another dead end.

Lorne: Well, this
doesn't make any sense.

The signal's right on top of us.

(Roaring)

Is everybody okay?

Yeah, I think so.

What the hell is that?

A wraith soldier
without the mask.

I didn't think they ever
took those things off.

No feeding hand, remember?

How else is he going to eat?

Oh, great. So now we have
to contend with starving wraith

who are just learning
to use their teeth?

This is my fault. I'm
the one that took away

the only practical feeding
mechanism they ever knew.

All right, look, I admit
that it's a little disturbing,

but it's not like they were
man's best friend before.

This is just a different
version of the same thing.

The question is,
how did it get out?

Well, the power fluctuations.

They must be more
widespread than I thought.

So, there must be a
safety protocol of some kind.

When there's an interruption of
the power, the pods shut down

and automatically
release their occupant.

But you stabilized it.
Right? I mean...

All the other pods are fine?

They might be. I never actually
figured out what was wrong, so...

Is there any way to determine

if any of the other pods
have been compromised?

Well, I don't know. Maybe.

Why don't you go down and look?

I got a better idea. Let's
get the hell out of here.

Except I haven't finished
sorting through the relevant data.

I mean, the ioa...

The ioa can sue me. Let's go.

What?

I know this is the way, because
we came by here this morning,

but it just looks different.

You're probably imagining it.

Or not.

McKay!

Where the hell did
that wall come from?

It wasn't there when we came in.

How's that possible?
I don't know!

We need to figure out
another way out of here.

Okay, it looks like if we go
back the way we came a bit,

we should be able to hook
up with another corridor

that loops around the
other side of the dart bay.

All right. Lead
the way. All right.

All right, this is it.

Through here, about 100
meters, and we are there.

Oh, my god.

This is not good.

You're telling me.

The dart bay's on the
other side of that thing.

This is the only
way out of here.

Anyone want to tell me
how a giant hole

magically appears in
the middle of a ship?

McKay: Actually, I
have a theory about that.

You do?

Look, these glitches
we've been experiencing,

they're not confined to power
regulation. They're in every major system.

I wouldn't call them glitches.
This is a major renovation.

I know, but think about it.

The wraith ships are
basically organic, right?

I mean, they're capable of
self-regeneration when they're damaged,

but not just the hull.

The same systems regulate
internal structure, as well,

so if those systems are
malfunctioning along with the others...

You think the ship is
repairing itself incorrectly?

Not repairing so
much as reconfiguring.

Look, before he was killed,
Williams said he saw the wall melt.

We've experienced it ourselves.
I mean, dead ends popping up

where there're supposed
to be open corridors.

And this reconfiguration has
completely cut us off from the dart bay?

From what I can tell, yes.

Sheppard: All right,
get on the line to Atlantis.

Tell them to send some
jumpers and combat engineers.

We need to figure out how
to get the hell outta here.

Actually, I can't do that,

because the communications
systems are now completely offline.

Rodney! Look, what
do you want me to do?

I mean, if! Knew
what was causing this,

I could do something about
it, but these malfunctions

are showing up everywhere. I
mean, they seem to be entirely random!

So we're stuck here?

For the time being, yes.

I do have an idea.

We revive Todd. What?

He knows more about
this ship than anyone.

Maybe he can help me
figure out what's wrong with it.

You do remember the last wraith

that came out of
one of those pods

ate one of our marines?

He was just a warrior drone.

Look, we've long suspected that
they spend the majority of their life

under the controlling mental
influence of the other wraith.

It's not surprising that if
you remove that influence,

they revert to an animal state.

But that shouldn't happen
with Todd, theoretically.

Yeah, but you're forgetting
one thing. I haven't found a cure

for the disease
that was killing them.

I mean, we take him out,
and he might not last long.

Well, that's the one thing
I like about the plan.

(Alarm bleeping)

Oh, great!

Okay, so navigation's acting up.

Look, whatever we decide,
we got to do it quickly,

because I cannot stay ahead of
these malfunctions for much longer.

You sure about this?

(Dialing)

Sheppard.

How are you feeling?

I did not think you would come.

What are friends for?

Teyla: Your ship
is malfunctioning.

We need you to fix it.

You woke me for this?

That's right.
You've got work to do.

You know, I tried that already.

(Snarls)

Okay, all right. You know
what? You just go ahead.

Somebody woke up on the
wrong side of the pod this morning.

This makes no sense. These
systems are behaving erratically.

That's what I've been
trying to tell you!

What have you done to
them? I haven't done anything!

They've been acting screwy since
the moment we came on board!

Nothing's responding
the way it should.

It's almost as if...

What?

No, it's not possible.

What's not possible?

I believe I know why
the ship is malfunctioning.

The disease is in the ship?

It is the only explanation
that makes sense.

All right, if you say so.

How is that even possible?

During the process
of hibernation,

there is a continuous exchange
of fluid between wraith and hive.

The disease must have been
transmitted in this manner.

Great. So we're flying
around in a giant tumor.

With no way off.

As time goes on and
the disease progresses,

more and more systems
will become affected.

Inertial dampeners, life
support, hull integrity...

Can we land it?

Landing a hive is a tricky proposition
in the best of circumstances.

Under these conditions,
I would not recommend it.

So, what do we do?

There is only
one thing we can do.

We must cure this
disease. Wait a second.

I've barely scratched the
surface on what went wrong here.

I mean, it could take
months to analyze the data.

At the current level
of the ship's degradation,

I estimate we have four days
before it becomes uninhabitable.

Well, you better get to work.

(Grunts)

How's it going, Rodney?

Well, aside from the fact

that every time I try to fix something,
something else breaks, fine.

So we can expect more of
these power fluctuations?

I think it's more than likely.
Probably going to get worse.

Then we've got a problem.

The other wraith.

We can't afford to let
them get out anymore.

I have been able to identify that
safety protocol I was talking about.

I won't be able to
override it completely,

but I should be able to
make a few key alterations.

Yeah? Like what?

Well, I mean, the simplest
thing to do would be to make it

so that the pods don't release
the wraith when they shut down,

but that would kill them.
Basically suffocate them.

Great. They're wraith.

McKay: Yeah, but are they?

I mean, they've taken the
treatment. They no longer feed.

Tell that to
lieutenant Williams.

What about Todd?

If significant numbers
of his crew are killed,

he will demand to know why.

Just another malfunction.

Do it.

All right.

(Todd groans)

You all right?

It will pass.

I'm sorry.

I never meant for
any of this to happen.

Ihonesflythought the treatment

would make things
better for everyone.

(Chuckles)

(Laughing)

What's funny?

I find it amusing, human
apologizing to wraith.

That's 'cause you don't
understand compassion.

You just view it
as a sign of weakness.

Isn't it?

No, not by a long shot.

Ah!

I'm not sure colonel
Sheppard would agree with you.

Colonel Sheppard's
a soldier. I'm a doctor.

Ah! Yes.

His job is to take lives
and yours is to save them.

No, his job is also
to save lives.

He just has
a different set of tools.

(Scoffs)

All right.
I've created a program

to override the safety protocol.

You sure you want me to do this?

Go ahead.

All right.

(Bleeping)

What is that?

It's one of the
hibernation chambers.

It's not accepting
the new commands.

No, it's no good. I can't
access it from here.

How many of them are in there?

Well, it's one of the
smaller auxiliary chambers,

so a couple of
dozen at the most.

All right, we're going to have to figure
out another way to deal with these guys.

Colonel.

(Roaring)

Well, that's not a
good sign. Let's move.

(Electricity fluctuating)

Lorne: Power fluctuations.

Ronon: More of
them could be out.

Oh! This is what
I was afraid of.

McKay. We just figured out

why you weren't able to
access the last chamber.

What? What is it?

We're too late.
The pods are opened.

How many got out?

Sheppard: All of them.

All right, we're going
to split into teams.

We're going to divide
each deck into four sections.

We're going to sweep through,
starting from this position.

Don't take any chances.

Shoot anything that moves.
Everyone clear?

All right, let's move out.

(Groans)

It says here

you attempted to use
iratus DNA in your treatment.

Yeah, I thought using the
pure DNA of an iratus bug

would help prevent the
deterioration of your wraith abilities.

Got the idea from Michael,
if you can believe that,

but, unfortunately,
it didn't work, so...

What is it?

I have an idea.

Keller: Colonel Sheppard,
come in, please.

This is Sheppard.

We need you to come down
to the lab right away.

Todd needs to speak to you.

Sheppard: I'm a little
busy right now. Can it wait?

Apparently not.

Meet up with Teyla and
Ramirez till I get back.

What's so damn important?

He says there's
a way to fix this.

Fix what? Cure the disease?

Not cure it, but undo it.

What are you talking about?

As you know, healthy
wraith have an inherent ability

to heal themselves
of almost any ailment,

but this has not
always been the case.

Hundreds of thousands
of years ago,

there was a treatment
of last resort.

All right, all right, spare
me the history lessons.

A terminally ill wraith
could occasionally

restore himself
to perfect health

if he allowed an iratus
"bug," as you call them,

specifically a queen,
to feed on him.

And you're just
bringing this up now?

The process was abandoned
long ago because it is dangerous,

almost always resulting in the
death of the wraith in question.

I only consider it now

because it would
appear that we are

beyond hope.

Now, there is a planet
lessthan three days' journey

where we will find what we need.

McKay can barely keep
this thing in orbit,

and you want to take it
into hyperspace?

Oh! I can manage it.

Well, forget about it.

We're going to come up
with a solution right here.

This is the only way
to save my crew.

Well, we're not leaving.

At least do me the
courtesy of being honest.

This is not about you

not wanting to risk a jump to
hyperspace on a damaged ship.

You do not want me to go
becauselwlbe restoring the lives

of hundreds of unhealthy
wraith, including myself.

I got to admit,
that did cross my mind.

This disease is
your responsibility.

If I had not agreed
to meet with you

to discuss this
innovation of yours,

my crew and I would
not be in this predicament!

Well, I might be feeling
a little more charitable

if you hadn't tried
to kill half my people

last time we decided
to trust each other!

(Roaring)

You owe me this, Sheppard.

I don't owe you anything.

Get him out of here.

Well, I guess I can't
count on his help anymore.

(Rumbling)

What was that?

Mcka y: Sheppard, you're
going to want to get up here.

Keep working.

(Rumbling continues)

What the hell was that?

It looks like Todd's estimate

of how long the ship's
going to last is a little off.

What are you talking about?

You remember that hole we saw?

It's getting bigger, and it's
beginning to threaten the hull integrity,

but that's not
the biggest problem.

See that?

That is a line of
structural weakness

right across
the width of the hive.

If there's an
explosive decompression,

this entire thing
could be ripped in half.

This is Sheppard. All teams
fall back. Fall back immediately.

We're not finished dealing
with the wraith yet.

Just leave them. The hull's
failing. Get the hell out of there.

You heard the man. Let's move!

Let's go! Let's go!

Come on! Hurry up!

(Roaring)

Are you all right?

(Grunts) Yeah.

Let's get the hell out of here.

(Beeping)

(Grunting)

What is it?

The door's jammed. Won't open.

Rodney, this is Teyla.

We are stuck behind a door that
will not open. Can you help us?

Look, the controls are malfunctioning.
I can't seem to override them.

Just give me a minute.

We might not have
a minute, Rodney.

(Roaring)

Crap.

(Rumbling)

Guys? You need to
get out of there now.

You hear me?
Get out of there now!

Go, go, go!

(Roars)

Sheppard! Come in, please!

Yeah, we're here.

Oh, thank god.

Itakeit the bulkhead held?

Yeah, for now.

Mcka y: Look,
I was able to seal off

the section so it
won't depressurize,

but you need to get down here...

(Alert sounding)

Oh, no, no, no, no, no!

What now?

The force of the ship tearing
itself apart, it's shifted our trajectory.

We're headed
straight for the planet!

What's our status, Rodney?

I would say screwed
is an apt description.

Are we going to burn up?

No, we're going to
survive re-entry.

In fact, it'll even slow us down a
little, but nowhere near enough.

Can you get us over the water?

Land, water, at the speed we're
traveling, it's not gonna matter.

We'll be vaporized on impact.

We've got to do
something. Like what?

Think! I don't
know... okay, right.

Fon/vard maneuvering thrusters.
They should be unaffected.

But they're not
getting any power

because the propulsion
conduits have been ripped in half.

All right, look. I may be
able to reroute power to them

so they can slow our descent.

All right, now you're talking.

The only problem is, I
haven't a clue how to do it!

Look, even if the systems
weren't all malfunctioning,

it would still
take me a few hours

to create that
kind of work-around.

All right, just
keep working on it.

Where the hell are you going?

Sheppard: I'm going
to go get some help.

Get up. You can't
quite leave me be.

I don't have time to play games.

You know what that shaking is.

Oh! I can guess.

We've lost orbit. We're
entering the atmosphere,

which means in a few minutes,
we're going to slam into that planet.

A quick death will be
a welcome reprieve.

Oh! I didn't think
you were such a quitter.

Look, you get this
ship on the ground,

I'll take you to
your bug planet.

And you expect me
to believe that?

My word.

And my crew?

They're dead.

The ship sheared in two.
We lost the entire rear section.

Ifwe'd gone to the planet
when I suggested it,

none of this
would have happened!

We would have never made
it there, and you know it.

The hull was too badly damaged.

Now, I understand you're
pissed off about your crew,

but we're about to join them

unless somebody manages
to slow us down.

So are you going to help us out?

We're in the atmosphere.
Altitude 100,000 feet.

It is no use.
I cannot control it.

Move aside!

You sure about this?

What can he do?
We're in a free fall.

Ibeheve I can
successfully create a bypass

that will deliver power
to the forward thrusters,

but it will take a few moments.

Hey, you just take your time.

Impact in 15 seconds.

Not if I can help it.
Firing thrusters!

40,000 feet. Still descending
too fast. It's not enough!

Instead of criticizing,

perhaps you could work at
getting me some more power!

I'm on it!

20,000 feet, still too fast.

Angle the thrusters.
Try to get the ship level.

We can glide her
across the water.

Trust me. I've done this before.

10,000 feet.

That's it. That's all
the power we've got.

2,000 feet!

This is it! We're about to
lose the inertial dampeners!

They just hit the water.
I've got the coordinates.

Relay them to the rescue
jumpers immediately.

Colonel. Good to see
you back on your feet.

How's the rest of your team?

You know, recovering.

We took quite a jolt
when we hit the water.

I can imagine. You were lucky.

By the time major kersey
and his team

were able to blast their
way down to your position,

the hive, what remained of it,
was already half full of water.

It sank minutes after
they extracted you.

Wish I was awake to see that.

How is he? Not well.

He hasn't responded
to any treatment.

I received your request.

And?

Forgive me if I'm wrong,

but weren't you the one
who wanted to destroy his ship

when it first appeared?

(Stutters)

Sounds vaguely familiar.

And now you want me to go
against protocol and let him go.

Well, he is
the reason we're alive.

I realize that, colonel.

He's also the reason you
were in danger in the first place,

not to mention an
incredible security risk.

All right, look, he's
probably going to die anyway.

And if he survives?

If he survives, he's going
to remember what we did.

Like it or not, he's
the best ally we've had

in the fight against the wraith.

If we ever get around to
perfecting this gene therapy,

we're going to need
his help to deploy it.

You realize this is the kind of
decision that could cost me my job.

Aren't they all?

I appreciate your
decision to let me go.

A deal's a deal.

I will remember this,
John Sheppard.

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