05x12 - Outsiders

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Previously on Stargate Atlantis.

What is it?

Something that will one day make us
completely immune to the Wraith.

We want to test the serum's effectiveness
against your prisoner.

We're talking about putting a human being
in the same room as a starving Wraith.

The test subject is a terminally ill patient
who has volunteered himself.

What have you done to me?

Now, we've been tracking
what appears to be a new sickness

in the Pegasus Galaxy.

It's a unique protein originally created
by the inhabitants of a planet called Hoff.

It was designed to interfere
with the Wraith's feeding mechanism,

making them immune to the process.

It also k*lled the feeding Wraith
and half the people who took it.

Well, let's not forget that Michael
spread the modified Hoffan drug

to dozens of worlds, possibly more.
I mean, no one knows for sure, right?

Which means that every time you feed,
you're taking a risk.

Once more.

Bad news, I'm afraid.

You'll have to go
back to school tomorrow.

Maintain the amoxicillin
for three more days.

That should do the trick.

Now, what do we have over here?
All these dressings need to be changed.

Do you mind going back to the storeroom
and getting some more bandages, please?

- Yes, Doctor.
- Thank you.

Besides that,
you're looking good, my friend.

- Mail call.
- Colonel. What are you all doing here?

Well, we heard you needed supplies,

so we thought we'd come by
and see how you were doing.

A hop, skip and a jump from the gate.
That's what you call that?

Nice to see you too, Rodney.

- How are you, Doctor?
- Well, thanks.

I take it these are the antibiotics
I ordered?

Dr. Keller gave you a whole whack
of them, so they should last for a while.

- God, I wish that were true.
- What does that mean?

Well, I've been dealing
with a number of infections

from the Hoffan plague survivors.
I can barely keep on top of it.

Survivors of the Hoffan plague here?

This is not one of the planets
that Michael targeted.

No, but many of these people
actually come from another planet, Balar.

They managed to survive the plague,

and just when they started
getting their pieces back together,

the Wraith showed up,
tried to wipe them out.

- We heard rumors about that.
- Well, the Wraith aren't too pleased

to have whole populations out there
that are immune to their feeding.

Just a handful of the Balarans survived.

The locals were kind enough
to take them in.

- Doctor?
- Novo. These are my friends from Atlantis.

Colonel Sheppard, Teyla, Ronon
and Dr. Rodney McKay.

This is Novo.
She's been helping me here in the clinic.

- Pleasure to meet you.
- You, as well. I've heard a lot about you.

Is he the one?

- The one what?
- From all the funny stories.

Right. Yeah, well, I hope you all
can stay here for dinner.

I mean, the canteen's not fancy,
but they do serve up one heck of a stew

made from a goat-like creature. Delicious.

- "Goat-like"?
- I think it's a great idea.

Gives us a chance to catch up
and relive all those funny stories.

Aye.

So how's life in the wilds of Pegasus?
You've gotta be missing Atlantis by now.

- Surprisingly, no.
- Come on,

the hot baths, a PlayStation, deodorant.

I know it seems a wee bit rough,
but it's not, really.

Wherever I go, people are kind to me.
I never want for a meal or a place to sleep.

And to be honest with you,

I'm really starting to feel like
I'm making a difference.

- What is it?
- Wraith.

I count nine of them.
We can take them.

No. There's too many civilians.

It does not appear
to be an ordinary culling.

How do you figure that?

Well, for one thing, there are no Darts,

and they do not seem
to be attacking the villagers.

Who among you speaks for the rest?

I'm Elson, leader of this village.

What do you want with us?

You've recently taken in
a group of refugees from another planet.

They are survivors of a plague.

It's important that you turn them
over to me immediately.

- Why?
- The reasons why do not concern you.

Provided you cooperate,

you have my word
we will leave peacefully.

And if we don't?

That would be a very unwise decision.

Our hive will be here
before the night is through.

If you have not complied by then,

I will give the word,
and your entire village will be destroyed.

Turn over these outsiders,
and your lives will be spared.

Resist, and you will all die together.

The choice is yours.

I don't understand.
They've already destroyed our homeworld.

Why would they hunt
the rest of us down, as well?

- You didn't tell them.
- Not the whole story.

What are you talking about?

Novo, remember when I told you that,
as a plague survivor,

you'd be immune to the Wraith feeding?

Well, there's a bit more to it than that.

Any Wraith who tries to feed on you
or anyone like you

will, as a result, die instantly.

You're poison to them.

- Then we're as good as dead.
- Not necessarily.

They won't tolerate
our presence anywhere.

Not if what you say is true.

Just because they found you on this world

does not mean that
there is nowhere you can hide.

- Novo? Did you hear?
- Yes.

This is Sefaris. He's also from Balar.

The councilors are meeting to discuss

whether or not
to heed the Wraith's request.

- What? Where?
- The mine office.

I tried to get in, but they turned me away.

Ronon, Teyla, scope out the gate.
You two stay here, watch these people.

Can you show me
where this mine office is?

Yes.

Colonel, what are you gonna
say to them?

I'm gonna give them another way out.

You're telling us that,
as a result of this plague,

the Balarans are now deadly
to the Wraith?

Pretty much.

So the Wraith would never risk
culling this village.

That's true, but that's also why

they'd be willing
to wipe you guys out completely.

A village that can't be culled
is no good to them.

Did they know?
- What?

Did the Balarans know
they were bringing this curse upon us

- when they came here?
- No. They had no idea.

- It's not their fault, Jervis.
- Maybe not, but that doesn't matter.

The Wraith won't rest

until every last plague survivor
in this galaxy is dead.

Except the Wraith have no idea
who they are,

unless people like you point them out.

I'm not happy about this, either, Colonel,
but what other choice do we have?

Well, we may be able
to move all your people

to a different planet where they'll be safe.

- You mean leave our homes?
- Look, I know it's not ideal,

but the only other choice is to turn in
a bunch of innocent people,

and I know you guys
aren't gonna do that, right?

Well, as the Wraith said, they're outsiders.

- Jervis, we agreed to let them come here.
- I didn't agree.

Besides, they weren't a thr*at at the time.
Now that's changed.

But they've become like family.

Novo lives under my roof.
She eats at my table.

My daughter adores her.
What am I supposed to tell her?

You'd prefer that we all be k*lled?

Colonel Sheppard, come in.
- Excuse me.

Go ahead.

Ronon and I are at the gate.
It does not appear to be heavily guarded.

It's the same guys from the village.
I recognize the commander.

What are the odds of you two
getting by them?

- Pretty good.
- Slim, actually,

but much better if you and Rodney join us.

Yeah, all right.
Hold your position till we can get there.

What is it?

- How many people are in this village?
-600, 700.

Well, we'll be tight for time,
but we can manage.

- What are you suggesting?
We take the Wraith out,

get everybody through the gate
before the hive ship comes.

You should be safe in Atlantis
till we can relocate you.

Unacceptable.

The Balarans don't deserve this.
They did nothing but survive a sickness.

It could just as easily
have happened to us.

If we turn these people over, we are
no better than the Wraith ourselves.

Look, even if you cooperate
with the Wraith,

there's no guarantee
they're gonna keep their word.

They may just k*ll all of you
for being an inconvenience.

All right. What do you want us to do?

Be ready to move.
Take only what you can carry.

Let's go, Rodney.
We're gonna hit the Wraith.

- We are?
- I'll come with you.

Not a chance, Doc.

- Colonel...
- Look, I don't have time to argue.

Besides, you got to get
these people ready for transport.

Once the gate's secure,
we're gonna have to move fast.

Okay, but be careful.

All right.

If we're gonna att*ck,
we gotta do it from over there.

Agreed.

McKAY: As soon as we take the gate,
we should call in some Jumpers.

It'll make evacuating
the village a lot faster.

Not to mention
we can use the extra firepower

in case the hive gets here
before we're done.

Let's hope it doesn't come to that.

Colonel Sheppard, come in.
- Go ahead.

We have a problem.

More of the Wraith
have begun arriving back.

They must have been out on patrol.

- How many? Can we still get out?
- No.

For the time being, we're stuck here.

You said you could get us out.

Well, there are more Wraith
than we thought.

The gate's too heavily guarded.

- So we're trapped?
- For the moment.

I haven't given up hope.
I just need time to develop a new strategy.

What strategy do you propose
we use to defeat an army of Wraith?

Well, I don't know.
I haven't thought of it yet.

Look, worst-case scenario,
my team and I don't show up,

the people back on Atlantis
will dial the gate and contact us by radio.

I can order backup.

Will that happen
before the hive ship arrives?

- Probably not.
- We can't wait that long.

For all we know, the Wraith
could be lying about the ship.

And why would they do that?

I'm just saying,
we need to stall as long as possible.

This is madness.

Elson, we have to think
of the safety of our people.

I'm thinking about
the safety of your people.

- All your people.
- We can't rely on their help.

- We have to make our own decisions.
- I need time to think about this.

The time for that has passed, Elson.

We have to act, and if you're not
prepared to do so, then I will.

Jervis!

What's he gonna do?

I don't know.

- Where's Novo and the others?
- We sent them home. Why?

Can these people walk?

Well, if need be, but I thought
we couldn't get them through the gate.

No, we can't for the time being,
but I don't think they're safe here, either.

Grab your weapons.

Come with me.

- Get out of my way.
- She's not here, Jervis.

Where is she?

What are we gonna do, Novo?

We have to get out of the village.

What the hell's going on out there?

Some of the villagers decided
to take matters into their own hands.

- Well, let's go stop them.
First things first.

We got to move these people.
Grab some gear.

We don't want any trouble.
Just hand over the Balarans.

- I don't think so.
- Don't make things difficult, Colonel.

You had your chance to save the village.
Now it's my turn.

Saving the village.
That's what you call this?

This isn't your affair.

It's up to us to decide
how to deal with the situation.

Yes, it is, but, Jervis, this is not our way.

Our way?

Our way is what got us
into this situation in the first place.

We've already given them more
than they could have ever asked for.

All right, why not just sh**t them
right now and get it over with?

It's a death sentence, anyway.
sh**t them yourself,

and spare them the torment
of being tortured by the Wraith.

- You'd be doing them a favor.
- Carson.

Go on. k*ll them all, then, if you're
that desperate to be done with them!

- You're making a big mistake.
Maybe.

But at least we do so
with a clear conscience.

- Doesn't matter, anyway.
- What are you talking about?

My men are already on the way to
the gate with the first group we captured.

It's too late.

What are they gonna do to us?

Be calm, Sefaris.
You're scaring the others.

Maybe they should be scared.
We both know there's no escape from this.

We cannot give up hope.

Face it, Novo, we've been betrayed.

They don't want us here. They never did.

We were doomed the moment
we had to leave our homes.

And, to think, as a survivor,

I used to consider myself
one of the lucky ones.

Is Jervis taken care of?

He and his men
have been locked up.

They will not be giving us
any more trouble,

though I do not think
it was necessary to stun them.

- Felt good, though.
- So what now?

I gotta get the rest of the Balarans
out of the village.

There's no telling if anybody else
might feel the way Jervis does.

- Where should we take them?
The forest.

It's kind of a long haul at night.

Wait a minute, what about the mine?
These tracks lead right down to it.

I mean, we just follow them.

No one gets lost.
McKAY: Exactly.

All right, go get Beckett
and his patients, bring them here.

We'll round up everyone else.

- What is it?
- Something's happening.

What's going on?

You'll be moving shortly.

Where?
- Your new home.

The hive ship has just arrived.

Wait.

- I have a proposition for you.
- What are you doing, Sefaris?

Something we should have done
a long time ago.

- There is nothing you have to offer me.
- Don't be so sure.

There's someone hiding in the village.

He's of far greater value
than all of us put together.

- Sefaris, no.
- Spare our lives, I'll take you to him.

A fair attempt, but the answer's no.

My life, then.

How could you do this?

I promise, it'll be worth your while.

- I believe that is everybody.
- Where's McKay and Beckett?

Rodney, what's your status?

Still at the clinic.

Carson decided to pick up
a few more supplies.

Tell him to get a move on.
We can't stay here forever.

Go ahead, Colonel.
We'll catch up.

- You sure?
- Absolutely. We'll be right behind you.

Let's get going.
Stay together. Follow the tracks.

There. That should do it.
Rodney, can you give me a hand here?

Remind me to bring a Sherpa
next time I visit.

Him. He's the one.

You see? I kept up my end of the bargain.

So you did.

Unfortunately, in light of your condition,

keeping you alive is far too risky.

Darts.

- Rodney and Carson are still not here.
- Rodney, come in.

McKay?

You guys keep moving.
I'm gonna go get them.

Ronon? Teyla?
- Go ahead.

The Wraith just got Beckett and McKay.

- What? How?
- Took them up in a Dart.

I think they're on their way up to a hive.

How did the Wraith know
that they were in the village?

I think I got an idea.

Rodney. Rodney, wake up.

God, is it me,
or have they juiced up the stun weapons?

And they brought us to the hive.
That's great.

What are we gonna do?

All right, just don't panic. Don't panic.

I've got lots of experience
escaping from these things.

- You do?
- Yeah. Yeah.

I've been in this situation dozens
of times, always figured a way out.

- How, exactly?
- Let's see.

Last time, Teyla was posing as a queen,

so, you know, she had us released.

- Not much chance of that happening.
- No, I guess not.

- How about the time before that?
- Ronon's friend Tyre was pretending

to be in league with the Wraith,
but really he was on our side,

- so he let us out.
- I'm starting to sense a pattern here.

You've actually never really escaped from
one of these cells on your own, have you?

- First time for everything, right?
- God, Rodney.

Well, just give me a minute.
I'll think of something.

I hate to pressure you, Rodney,
but I don't think we have a minute.

Bring them.

- McKAY: What is this place?
- A lab belonging to my top scientist.

For the last six months,
he has been studying the deadly toxin

that has infiltrated our food supply.

Where is he now?

Dead.

He was convinced he had arrived
at a foolproof way to detect the poison.

To prove it, he decided to feed
on one of his test subjects.

Guess that didn't work out so well.

He d*ed in excruciating pain.

Needless to say,
his research has been stalled ever since.

And that's where you come in, Doctor.

Me? What do you expect me to do?

The one who identified you said

you had considerable expertise
in dealing with the toxin.

He even said you had
a hand in developing it.

If anyone can find a way to detect it,
you can.

If you think I'm gonna help you,
you're sorely mistaken.

I anticipated you might say that,

which is why I'm prepared
to offer you an incentive.

Thus far, I have spared the lives
of the people on the planet below.

If you cooperate, I will continue to do so.

But if either of you
try to cross me in any way...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we get the picture.

I knew you'd come to see it my way.

Get to work.

Give me one reason
why I shouldn't blow your head off.

What for?

How did the Wraith know to grab Beckett?

What do you mean?
Doctor's been captured?

I swear I had nothing to do with that.

- What about your men?
- No. No, there's no way.

The doctor has been
nothing but good to us.

Well, they didn't just
stumble across the clinic.

Somebody brought them there.

Well, why don't you ask the Balarans?

They're the ones
who had the most to gain.

One of them probably thought he could
save himself by turning in the doctor.

I told you they were no good, Colonel.

Damn it.

None of these consoles
are hooked into anything.

I can't access any of the ship's systems.

What about you?
You making any progress?

Carson?

Hey! You okay?

I can't do this, Rodney.

What do you mean?
You don't understand it?

No. I mean, I can't do it.

Do you realize what'll happen if the Wraith
find a way to detect the Hoffan drug?

They'll hunt down every last person
in this galaxy that has it.

That's hundreds of thousands
of people, Rodney.

Not to mention the fact that,
when they're finished,

they can start feeding again,
indiscriminately.

What's the alternative?

We know the Wraith aren't just
gonna let the matter drop.

We've seen what they can do.

They'll wipe out entire villages
just to get a few like the Balarans.

- So what am I supposed to do?
- You just stall.

You know, you make it look
like you're working, and...

Till we figure out
how to get the hell out of here.

And then what? Go about our business?
Pretend this never happened?

Yeah, I never said
it was gonna be easy, okay,

but you can't solve all
the galaxy's problems in one day.

Look, I understand.
You feel guilty, but this is not your fault.

You had no idea
that any of this was gonna happen.

One of the first things they taught us
in medical school was, "Do no harm. "

Now, I'm at a loss right now to figure out
how that's even possible in this situation.

- How are they doing?
- They are frightened.

I've been trying to reassure them,
but it is of little use.

How's it going in here?
- We are getting by.

- What is happening in the village?
- Not much. Everybody's hiding indoors.

Why hasn't the hive ship att*cked yet?

Do you think it could have something
to do with Rodney and Carson's capture?

I don't know, but we should use
this time to come up with a plan.

- You got anything?
- Maybe, but it's gonna take some work.

- What is it? You got something?
- No.

You sure?
You got one of those Beckett faces.

Aye, I'm sure, Rodney.
Just go back to work.

- Where you going?
- To talk to the hive commander.

- What? Why?
- There's something I need to tell him.

I knew it. You found something.
What is it?

- Hey, open up!
- Seriously, will you just tell me?

You know I'm gonna go through your stuff
as soon as you're gone.

Just leave me be, Rodney. Open the door!

Will you just tell me what's going on?

I need to talk
to the commander right away.

Listen to me, Rodney.
I need you to stay here.

Don't worry.
Everything will be just fine. Right.

Doctor, I didn't expect
to hear from you so soon.

- This must be good news.
- For some people, maybe.

I'm here to tell you that I'm off the case.

- What are you talking about?
- I'm not gonna do your dirty work for you.

- Find someone else.
- There is no one else.

- Then that's too bad for you, isn't it?
- You're trying my patience, Doctor.

You forget,
I control the fate of the people below.

People will die no matter what I do,
so I'm not gonna do anything.

If you refuse to complete the research,

then there is only one other way
that you could be of use to me.

And trust me, you won't like it.

You don't scare me anymore.
Do you understand?

- I don't give a damn what you do to me.
- Suit yourself.

I'm going to enjoy this very much.

What is this?

What have you done to me?

Turns out you're closer to detecting
the Hoffan drug than you thought.

It didn't take me long
to perfect your blood test.

And once I confirmed it
using samples that you provided,

I decided to do one more test,
just to be certain.

On me.

- You have the toxin?
- Indeed.

And now so do you.

- Carson.
- Hello, Rodney.

- Can you delete this data?
- Yeah, of course, but how did you...

I talked the hive commander
into feeding on me.

- What? What? Why would you do that?
- I have the Hoffan drug, Rodney.

Michael must have given it to me
as a defense against the Wraith.

Well, why didn't you tell me?

Because you would have
stopped me from going.

Yeah, because it's stupid. What would've
happened if you were wrong?

I had to do something, Rodney.
It's the only chance we had to get away.

Now, will you help me
destroy this research

before they find out what I've done?

- Right.
- Okay, great.

The coast is clear.

- What are we doing, exactly?
- What do you think?

We're looking for a way off this ship.

By wandering aimlessly
through the hallways?

I'm not wandering aimlessly.
I'm exploring.

There's a big difference.

Bingo.

- What are you doing, Rodney?
- Hacking into the ship's communications.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

Look, if we don't get in touch
with Sheppard,

we don't stand any chance
of getting off this ship.

- You're gonna have to cover me.
- All right. From which direction?

What was that?

- McKAY: Sheppard, do you read me?
- McKay, is that you?

Thank God! Okay, we are on the hive ship.
I've got Beckett with me.

- What the hell is going on up there?
- We managed to escape.

- Beckett helped.
- That's great,

- 'cause we could really use the help.
- You?

Look, we're the ones stuck on the ship!

That's exactly
where you need to be right now,

because we need someone
to take out the hive's main weapons.

- What?
- We got a plan,

but it's only gonna work
if we take the hive out of the picture.

Look, it is bad enough
that I hacked into communications.

If I start messing around
with other systems,

they're gonna track us down
in a matter of minutes.

Rodney, it's the only way
to get these people to safety.

Once that's done, we'll figure out a way
to get you guys out of there.

All right. I'll see what I can do.

Give me a few minutes.
That should be enough time.

- You're a good man, Rodney.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Just don't forget about us, okay?
- We won't. Good luck.

- Think he's gonna be able to pull it off?
- Well, he better.

Otherwise,
this thing's gonna go very badly.

Jervis.

- Jervis.
- What do you want?

- We need to talk.
- Well, I have nothing to say to you.

You were right all along.
I should have listened to you.

The Atlantians have no idea
what they're doing.

They claim to have a plan, but in reality
they're just putting all our lives at risk.

Well,

it's a little late now, isn't it?

Is it?

If you went to the Wraith
at the gate right now,

do you think you could get them
to honor the original deal?

It's possible,

but I'd have to deliver
all of the remaining outsiders at once.

They're in the mine,
hiding in the main chamber.

Are the other councilors
on board with this?

The less they know about it, the better.

And you?

Can you reconcile this
with your conscience?

Leave that to me. You just make that deal.

What is it?

Search the ship.

How long is this gonna take, Rodney?

Do I rush you while you're performing
complicated surgery?

Aye, it's been known to happen.

All right, I'm in.

Now, I just need a few minutes
to disable the...

Jeez!

- I think they found us!
- You figure?

- Okay, you're gonna have to hold them off.
- Am I now?

Yeah, come on, Carson.
You can do this, all right?

All right. On three?

- How about on one?
- All right. Right.

And, one!

- How's it coming?
- Almost there.

I can't hold them off forever, Rodney.

- We have to go now.
- All right, that's it. I got it. Let's go!

Where we going?
McKAY: The Dart bay.

- You know how to fly a Dart?
- Well, I've flown Jumpers before.

I've been to Tokyo before,
doesn't mean I can speak Japanese.

McKAY: Well, how hard can it be?

Do you even know where you're going?

I pulled up a schematic of the ship
on that console.

What? While we were being fired upon?

All right, that's sealed.

- How long do you think it'll hold them?
- Not very.

Well, come on.

- What are you doing?
- I'm getting in.

- We can't both fit in here.
- You're damn right I can. Now shove over!

- You comfy?
- Peachy.

What are you waiting for?

- Well, it should just start up.
- Well, it didn't.

Yeah, I know that,
but it doesn't make sense.

I mean, a canopy should form
over our head.

Maybe there's some kind of a weight limit.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- I mean because there's two of us!

Well, maybe you need a key or something.

Well, it's not a Volkswagen, Carson!

Okay, look,
these are obviously the flight controls

that makes that propulsion, so...

How did you come up with
that brilliant conclusion?

It was just common sense.

- Come on.
- Right, common sense.

Look, what do you want from me?
It's not like there's labels.

- Not good.
- You're telling me.

- We need a new plan, Rodney.
- I know. I'm thinking.

Whatever you do, think fast, because
if those Wraith come through that door,

we're both dead.

- Rodney, we need to go.
- Where? I mean, we're trapped in here.

Well, then we need to find a place to hide.
Come on.

- What?
- I have another idea.

It's a long sh*t, but it might work.
But you're gonna have to get off me!

Once you've taken these people,
you're gonna leave the village, right?

For good?

This place is of no concern to us.
All we want is the Balarans.

There's a large chamber up ahead.
That's where they're hiding.

Where are they?

I don't understand.
He said they were here.

They should be right here.

What is this?

Think we k*lled enough Wraith
to make a difference?

Guess we'll find out.

Nice work.

I've received word
of an expl*si*n on the planet

that's k*lled several of our warriors.

The humans continue to att*ck our troops.

They're trying to escape.

Target the area around the portal
and open fire.

- Weapons aren't responding!
- What?

Dial the gate.

This is the first group.
There are more coming.

All right, we've got to move fast.

They're not going to take this lying down.
Let's go.

All right. Come on, let's go.
Stay low, stay low.

We've lost contact
with the troops at the gate.

- What about the two human prisoners?
- They're nowhere to be seen.

They couldn't have just disappeared.
It doesn't matter.

We can't let the villagers escape.

Launch the Darts.

Colonel!

Go, go, go, move!

Crap!

Sheppard! We've got more coming!

Go, go, go! You're almost there.

Teyla!

- Rodney! Carson!
- Oh, my God, it worked.

- Rodney, you're a genius.
- What'd you do?

I reprogrammed the culling beam
to dematerialize us,

then to discharge only from that point on.

I mean, once the Wraith
lost their main weapons,

I knew it was just a matter of time
for them to launch the Darts.

Let's go!

There you are. I've been calling you.

I'm sorry. What's up?

Lorne's team just found
a suitable planet for the villagers.

They're gonna move them out
this afternoon.

Aye, I heard. I'm going with them.

Right. Of course.
Well, you want to grab some lunch?

We didn't get any chance
to socialize this time around,

unless you count, you know,
running through the halls of a hive ship

- as social time.
- Aye, you're right.

Look, Rodney, I'd love to,
but I really need to get through this.

Well, what is it?

Dr. Keller's research on the serum
that keeps my cells from deteriorating.

I think there might be something in here
to help the plague survivors

since I'm not getting
the infections that they are.

Well, you don't have to do this now.
I'll download the data to a drive.

- You can just, you know, take it with you.
- Actually, you can't.

Mr. Woolsey doesn't want it
leaving the base.

- I'm sorry, Rodney.
- Well, I don't care.

No, I was just trying to stop you
from whining about never seeing me.

All right.

Rodney, wait.

Now that I think of it,
I am a wee bit peckish.

Besides, I can't solve all
the galaxy's problems in one day, can I?

- Well, it's...
- Shut it. Right, let's go.

So, interested in anyone these days?

Me? No, I don't have time for that.

You're a terrible liar, Dr. McKay.
Tell me, tell me, tell me.