02x06 - Trinity

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Stargate Atlantis". Aired: July 16, 2004 – January 9, 2009.*
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Within the ruins of the legendary city of Atlantis is buried a secret base left by the Ancients, originators of the Stargate.
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02x06 - Trinity

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I'm just saying, as a team veteran,
to the new guy, heavy lunch...

before mission departure, bad idea.
And even with the inertial dampers,

this whole flying thing is best
done on an empty stomach.

Yeah well, I've got a
pretty strong stomach.

I can eat frozen dinners without thawing
and sometimes it doesn't even affects me.

McKay!

Are you reading anything?

Nothin'! Lifesigns from
the planet are negative.

Then it is a shame.

From what we read in
the Atlantis database,

the Durandens were a
wonderful race of people.

Well the database is over 10,000 years old.
You can bet things have changed around here.

Sheppard...

OK.

That's not something you see everyday.

There was a great battle here.

That is a hive ship.

Well, it was a hive ship.

Something put a lot of
holes in it, alright.

We should check it out.

What if whatever put holes in
it wants to put holes in us?

You just said a lot's
changed in 10,000 years.

That would explain
the lack of lifesigns.

This is what usually
happens when you fight back.

These folks took out a
fleet of Wraith ships.

I'd say they did a pretty
good job of fighting back.

Hold on!

We're picking up faint
energy readings... from...

there.

That would explain how they were
able to put up such a good fight.

How?

Because,

they were Ancients.

STARGATE ATLANTIS

Definitely Ancient design.

Their latest stuff, too.

Their latest being 10,000 years old.

It's a lot like the labs
we found on Atlantis.

So this is one of their outposts?

Yet the Ancestors made no mention of
their presence here, in the database.

Why?

- Well, let's find out. Can you power it up?
- Working on it.

I got two bodies here.

I got three more over here.

Whatever happened here, no-one
came back to claim the dead.

I can't tell if they
were fed on by the Wraith.

Yeah, something k*lled them.

Something k*lled everyone on this world.

Why is this outpost, if that's
what it is, still intact?

It doesn't make sense.
What do you think Rodney?

Sorry, I... wasn't listening,
but it just struck me that

if this is an Ancient outpost,

why would the Wraith leave it intact?

That's a good question.

Alright, let's see...

So...

So it's a m*llitary research facility?

From what we can tell, it's
a ground based version of the...

satellite w*apon we used
to destroy that hive ship.

With one major exception. Fire power.

I mean, if that single
outpost was responsible...

for destroying an entire Wraith fleet...

And you're sure it was this w*apon
that destroyed all those Wraith ships?

It had to be. There's nothing on the
planet that suggests the Durandens...

had anything capable of inflicting
anywhere near that much damage.

If we could learn of such technology, we
could defend other worlds from being culled.

It didn't save the Durandens.

Yeah, but at the end of the day, the
outpost was still standing and that means...

well I'm not sure what that means.
But it means something...

definitely worth finding out.

- Colonel?
- He's right.

It's definitely worth
sending a research team back.

Good! Well give me Optican, Collins and
Zelenka, if he's over the stomach flu.

We'll try to access the computers log books.
See if we can decipher them and if that's...

OK, OK.

Easy sell.

- Go!
- Oh good.

Teyla...

I heard you were heading
offworld on a personal mission.

- To Balkan, yes.
- Sounds interesting.

The Balkans possess a particular
disease resistant strain of flax seed,

which would double the yield
of our crops on the mainland.

In exchange, I intend to offer Athosian
manpower to aid in their harvest.

Still interested?

This place has everything I
want, don't get me wrong, but...

Sometimes you feel the
need to go somewhere else.

- Anywhere else.
- I know the feeling.

So?

Bring only weapons you can conceal.

I'll keep it to a bare minimum.

I'm telling you, at least. 09%.

Oh please, please,
move the decimal place.

I mean, it's, it's, it's
impossible for God's sake.

Have you figured out what this is?

- No. - No, I wouldn't say no. No, we
have a theory. - Well, we don't know yet.

No, but based on the shielding around
the chamber, what else could it be?

Have you tried turning it on?

That's what we're working on. The problem
is that there's no direct link between it...

and the main power control systems,
which among other things, has led us...

to theorize that it's an instrument
to power up the weapons systems.

- Cool!
- See that? You see?

See the way he lights up
at the mention of that?

It's like Doctor Vogel at
the mention of pastries.

They found out a way to
soup up their space g*n.

Yes, but it's much more than that.

Well, the sticking
point is that there's...

no tie between the power generator
and the primary capacitor.

Yes. Meaning they would have to channel
the power directly into the w*apon.

Which I'm sure means nothing to you.

Means they could fire multiple
bursts without having to store up...

more power for the next
f*ring sequence.

Yes.

- Very good!
- Which leads me back

to, cool.

Yes, but it only makes
sense if we're right.

About what?

Tell him.

Not yet.

Come on McKay, you read the equations.
What else could it be? An Ancient typo?

Well we know they're not
perfect, because they're all dead!

Look, I just, I just, I don't want
you to get all excited over nothing.

- Well, maybe you're right.
- I'll give you a hint.

It seems the Ancients were
experimenting with high energy physics...

on a level that we've never seen before.

- Wow.
- Yes, wow. I just, I want to be sure.

I'll do my best to wait.

The manpower that you are
demanding is outrageous.

You would turn my people into nothing more
than indentured slaves, to serve your farms.

It would seem that you have nothing
else of value to trade, but your people.

Mattus.

You know full well my offer is fair.

I'm sorry Teyla.

If you had something
of more value to offer,

Technology, weapons.

You've heard my terms.

Then,

our business is done here.

She said her offer is fair.

I say it isn't.

Well,

I say it is.

What?

I had the situation under control!

- It didn't look like it.
- So you came to my rescue.

You have no idea what is at stake during
these negotiations! My people depend on me!

They were taking advantage of you.

No they were not!

That is what I wanted them to think.

A negotiation is a delicate process.
The words spoken are often meaningless.

Teyla!

- Do you want me to...
- No!

Go! Gather our things, I
will meet you at the Gate.

It was a mistake to force Hendon's
hand. You will only pay for it next time.

I know.

- Your friend is not Athosian?
- No.

Ronon is the only survivor
of a world known as Sateda.

He saved the life of a friend of mine
and in return we offered him sanctuary.

If Sateda is his homeworld,
then he is not the only survivor.

There is a man in this village
who also claims to be from there.

What have we got Sergeant?

It's Colonel Sheppard, Ma'am.

This is Weir. Go ahead Colonel.

We're on our way back.
Rodney wants to fill you in.

I take it you found
something interesting.

Interesting?

How about the greatest
discovery of all time!

He's pretty excited.

So I hear. He couldn't
even wait till he got back.

I wanted to send an encoded
databurst directly from the outpost...

to the secure network in my
lab, while the Gate was active.

Now!

Receiving transmission.

Transferring data.

Care to fill me in, so
I can be excited too?

- It's a w*apon.
- It is much, much more than a w*apon!

We think we've stumbled across
the Ancients' last great discovery.

It was too late to win the w*r for them,
but I think if I can finish the work...

- ...they started, then...
- What is it?

It's the ultimate power source.

Something that would make Zero Point Modules
seem like alkaline batteries in comparison.

It was called Project Arcturus

and from what we could tell, it's
ultimate goal was to render ZPM's obsolete.

How?

The Zero Point Module is an artificially
created region of subspace time.

It's kind of like a miniature
universe in a bottle.

It extracts vacuum energy
through it's artificial region...

of subspace time until it
reaches maximum entropy.

So what's different about this thing?

Project Arcturus was attempting
to extract vacuum energy

from our own space time. Making it

potentially as powerful as the
scope of the universe itself.

It strikes me as something the Ancients
would have tried first, even before ZPM's.

And they may have. But
extracting zero point energy...

from our own universe is,
well it's definitely trickier.

Explain trickier.

Well, because we actually have
to live in our own universe,

it presents a whole range of problems.

Well obviously it's not all that easy or
Atlantis wouldn't still be relying on ZPM's.

Well, you're right. The
Ancients couldn't make it work.

I said I wanted to do all the talking.

Come on Rodney, Arcturus
was a total failure.

Failure, yes. Total, no.

Look, the Ancients
were losing the w*r...

against the Wraith, when
work on Arcturus began.

If they could have made it work,
it could have turned the tide of w*r.

I mean, we're talking about
their own Manhattan Project here.

The outpost was ordered by
the Ancients in Atlantis,

to defend the Duranden people using their
weapons powered by this new power source.

Yeah, yes, but despite
their strong reservations...

that it was not ready to be
tested under battle conditions.

The point is, the Wraith won.

Yes but the Durandens
still inflicted massive...

damage on the attacking Wraith fleet.

I'm not saying they didn't
put up a hell of a fight.

The logs indicate there
was a major malfunction.

Well yes, the Ancients in
the bunker were forced...

to shut everything down,
including the w*apon.

The Wraith sent more ships,
the Durandens got wiped out.

So if the malfunction hadn't occurred,
the Ancients would have saved the planet?

Definitely!

Possibly. Don't sugar coat this, Rodney.

The Ancient scientists running
Arcturus were rushed into testing...

before they had perfected a means of
effectively controlling the power output.

I believe, if they'd had more time,

history would have played out
differently on that planet.

Possibly in this galaxy.

I won't deny that this is something that
we'd dearly love to get our hands on,

but the Ancients were
a pretty bright bunch.

And desperate and losing a w*r they'd
already been fighting for a hundred years.

More importantly, they were,
they were like this close.

And you believe you
can finish their work?

I do.

We do.

They do.

Alright, I need everyone's attention,
please! What we've got here is...

I need this code divided up into
sections and each one double checked.

- No! No! You're not listening to me.
- It's not going to!

- I'm telling you, this one right here is wrong!
- It's not going to...

The whole point is that these
numbers here should be corrected.

Unless they're corrected...
there you go, simulation failed.

Oh, that's heavy!

So, I need that over there. Thank you.

What I want you to do is pull the
crystal. Pull it when I say go, alright?

I think we have it.

That's it!

We were looking for a man
named Solen. Do you know him?

Upstairs.

Thank you.

Was I free?

Course I was.

But my people were counting on me.

Now I was alone. I was low on a*mo,

but I managed to take out the three
Wraith guards and gain access to that ship.

Liar!

What did you say?

Ronon?

There were two Wraith guarding
that cruiser and he wasn't alone.

Teyla Emmagan, Solen Senshure. We
served in the same regiment on Sateda.

I am honoured.

You two make a nice match.

Congratulations.

We are friends.

Nothing more.

For years I believed I
was the only survivor.

So you don't know about the others?

What others?

Before the city fell, a few of us managed to
make it to the shelters west of the capital.

Over 300 civilians found
their way there too.

When we emerged we realised
there was nothing to salvage, so...

we left.

All of us.

To where?

Some came here. Some went to Manaria.

300.

Drink Ronon and rejoice.
You're not alone!

Everything's been triple checked.

Power levels are holding steady
in all computer simulations.

- Power it up.
- Alright!

Attention all personnel!

Stand by for power up, on my mark!

3...

2...

1...

mark.

Oh man. To see Kel's
face when he sees you.

Yeah, it's true.

Kel's alive.

And his family.

They settled on Belsa.

Run this big trading
operation over there.

When were you going to tell me this?

Honestly, I was going to wait
until you drank a little more.

Then you've seen him.

Yeah, he comes around now and then
to trade weapons with the Balkans.

He's got his own private army now.

Is this Kel, a friend?

Oh, he's more like kin.

He was Ronon's taskmaster

during his m*llitary training.

There is no closer bond.

None.

To reunions.

To reunions.

Radek, talk to me.

I'm picking up some
minor power fluctuations.

Chamber's temperature's holding steady.

There it goes again.

Is everything OK?

Everything's fine.

The containment bubble is designed
to automatically compensate...

for any sudden changes in energy output.

This never happened in the simulations.

Maybe we should abort.

I said it's fine. Collins. See if you can
boost more power to the field, manually.

You got it.

Prepare for test f*ring.

On my mark.

Levels just spiked into the red!

What?

Shut it down. Shut it all down!

I'm trying.

The interface is not responding.

I'm gonna switch to back-ups!

- Levels are going off the scale!
- McKay?

I have given the command to shut
down. Something's creating an overload.

We should evacuate.

Just give me a few seconds!

We may not have that time!

Wait, wait, wait.

It's stabilizing.

Generator is off line.

What the hell just happened?

Obviously there was a surge of
some kind. Look. Collins... Collins.

Collins!

Officially my report will indicate Dr
Collins d*ed due to radiation exposure,

causing severe burns to
well over 90% of his body.

But it was more than that?

Aye, much more.

To be honest, I have no idea
what sort of radiation it was.

I've never seen or heard of
cellular decay this massive.

Not when exposure only
lasted mere seconds.

Collins' next of kin have been notified.

Good.

What went wrong?

We're still analyzing
data from the test.

All we know for certain
was, there was a massive...

power surge which in turn,
caused the containment field...

to expand asymmetrically in the
direction of the command access tube.

As to why...

How about human error?

Excuse me?

Well, according to your
report, during the test,

Dr Collins made an adjustment
to the containment field.

Isn't it possible that he
triggered the surge himself?

Are you looking for
a scapegoat, Colonel?

Not at all Doctor.

I'm admittedly looking for a
rationale that would allow...

Dr McKay to continue
his very important work.

Is there something wrong with that?

No! Collins knew the systems
just as well as any of us.

He wouldn't have made
that kind of mistake.

Everything was going well.
Everyone did their job.

Then what?

I don't know!

In terms of physics, it
shouldn't have happened.

We're still analyzing the data from
the accident. It's going to take time...

What I do know, is the device
did what it was supposed to do.

No Rodney, it didn't.

Well, apart from the
obvious containment issues.

It overloaded and you couldn't stop it.

But we won't know for sure until
we go back down there and try again.

Try again? Are you serious?

Yes.

A member of your team is in the morgue.

And I am responsible for his death,
yes. I am painfully aware of that.

I sent him in there and I will have to
live with that for the rest of my life.

But we have a responsibility to
understand what happened and learn from it.

Rodney, we don't even
know what went wrong.

Which is why we have to go back there!

I know how important
this is to you, Rodney.

But we knew when we came to
Atlantis that we might encounter...

certain technologies,
which for the moment,

are out of our reach.

It's not in this case.

You have the data from
your first attempt.

You can run all the
simulations you want.

Come on Elizabeth. You really think
the m*llitary's gonna let this go?

I mean, at the very least,
we should be the first ones in here...

- ... to spearhead the research.
- That's what this is about?

You wanna b*at them to it?

I'm sorry. The answer's no.

I'm not tired.

Why did we leave?

I believe you've had enough.

I don't believe I have.

Goodnight.

Teyla?

There are 300 of my people.

Harry K. Daghlian.

Who?

He was a scientist. Worked on the
Manhattan Project at Los Alamos.

He was only twenty-six years old.

Accidentally irradiated himself
while performing a critical...

mass experiment on two
half spheres of plutonium.

It took him a month to die.

While his body was slowly shutting
down from radiation poisoning,

you know what he did
with his last thirty days?

He worked.

He tried until his last breath to
understand what had happened to him,

so that others could
learn from the tragedy.

So that his work, his death,
wouldn't be rendered meaningless.

Now, have you considered
what would have happened...

if they'd just shut that
project down after that?

This is different.

Is it?

Collins' death is a
pointless waste of life...

unless something comes of this
and I am not sure that I can...

I think I know what happened.

Let's hear it.

Can I come in?

No.

The Ancients had it wrong.

Our mistake was using their equations.

Look, I just did the
calculations again myself.

I did them three times just to be sure
and I am positive the problem...

is in the a*t*matic
containment protocols.

OK, what's your fix?

I'm proposing that we adjust
the field strength manually.

You saw how fast it spiked on you.

So we don't operate the generator
at anywhere near it's potential.

Look, there's no need to be greedy.

Even operating at 50% it'll still
generate the power of a dozen ZPM's.

How come the Ancient's
didn't figure this out?

Maybe they were caught
up in the heat of battle.

Maybe they thought that they needed
as much power as they could get.

Maybe they weren't smart enough.

And you are.

No, I didn't say that.

But I have the benefit
of hindsight. They didn't.

Look, this is big. This is the wheel,

the light bulb, the hotdog, big.

Best case scenario.

I win a Nobel Prize.

Worse case scenario.

We tear a hole in the
fabric of the universe.

Which is much less likely to
happen than the Nobel Prize.

I mean, look, the risks are nothing
compared to the potential benefits.

Elizabeth will listen to you.

I've never asked this of you
before, but I think I've earned it.

Trust me.

I've already made this decision, John!

If Dr McKay says he's solved the problem, I
don't see why we don't give it another sh*t.

Isn't the Daedalus about
ready to head back to Earth?

Yes we are.

But I think you should know
the Pentagon is taking...

a very keen interest
in this vacuum energy.

I'm sure they have, but the Pentagon
doesn't make the decisions here.

Yeah, I may not have the
power to overrule you on this.

But when I get back to Earth, I'm
going to be making the recommendation...

that Dr McKay be allowed to continue
his work, to the highest authorities.

Ultimately Dr Weir,

this won't be up to you.

Can Rodney guarantee that
the same thing won't happen?

Nobody can do that.

Then what's changed?

According to him it's the Ancients
calculations that were wrong, not his.

If McKay is that confident,
then I don't see why we don't...

Confidence is not something Doctor
McKay is in any short supply of.

For good reason! If
anyone can do this...

The Ancients could not do this.

And that's what it keeps
coming back to for me.

Isn't it possible that you
have placed the Ancients...

on such a high pedestal that you
can't even consider the possibility...

that they may be wrong?

Why are we mincing words, Colonel?

You want the w*apon.

Yes! I do!

A w*apon that could effectively eliminate
the Wraith thr*at is very attractive to me,

and to the people that I work for.
I'm not hiding that fact.

But there's more to it, isn't there?

No more hunting for ZPMs.

The shield at full strength.
Faster, more powerful ships.

How about a power source that could provide
the energy needs for an entire planet.

No more fossil fuels.

I get it!

And if it worked as advertised,
it would be wonderful.

I'm trying to tell you, I know
Rodney McKay and there are times...

when I have to protect him from himself.

I can do that.

Let me go back with
him. Just him and me.

You can activate the Stargate any
time you want to contact us by radio.

He really sold you.

He asked me to trust him.

I appreciate your support,
Colonel, but... don't worry.

I try and make it a habit not
to make the same mistake twice.

That was a joke, right?

No. I offer you my personal
assurance that a surge...

like the one that happened
before is inconceivable.

I'm gonna run some
power-up simulations first.

How about I carry out my plan and
you keep the hot coffee coming?

Joking again, right?

Well, where were we?

Doctor Weir, I need to
speak to you right away.

- Ok.
- What is it?

I finished going over the accident data.

I think I know why the Ancients
abandoned this technology.

Colonel Sheppard, this is Atlantis.

Go ahead.

Is Doctor McKay with you?

Of course I am, but we're a little
busy getting ready to run a test here.

Actually, I would like you
to delay the test f*ring.

Why?

We have reason to believe
that the w*apon's power source,

may not be controllable
at any power level.

Radek?

Rodney?

OK, we have been over this. I am doing this
manually, at half power. It's a cakewalk.

I don't think it matters
how much cake you walk on.

I've been doing calculations of my
own and I believe that the very act...

of trying to contain vacuum energy
from our own space-time creates

an environment where the laws
of physics cease to apply.

What are you on about?

As power output increases,

new and exotic particles
are continuously created...

and destroyed inside
the containment chamber,

interacting with each other
and with the field itself.

Eventually particles are created that
cannot be prevented in this space-time,

and they breach the containment
field as hard radiation.

As long as I'm monitoring the energy output
manually, I can stop that before it happens.

You cannot predict something
that is inherently unpredictable.

- Rodney?
- I know what I'm doing.

Rodney, I am trying to tell you...

as a friend, I have serious doubts.

Well, you're wrong. I'm
sorry, but there it is.

And to bring this up now when I am just
about to do this smacks of nothing...

but professional jealousy.

Fine! k*ll yourself, just
like the Ancients did!

What do you mean by that?

I believe if the overload
is allowed to continue,

the w*apon acts as a
sort of release valve...

to prevent catastrophic
containment failure.

The Ancients barely managed to shut it down,
and they lost their lives in the process.

What we're suggesting is
that the Wraith didn't k*ll...

everyone on that planet.
It was the w*apon itself.

That would explain why this place
is the only thing left standing.

Congratulations, you've
solved the mystery...

of how the Ancients screwed up
ten thousand years ago.

It doesn't mean that I will do the same.

Look, I don't know how else to say this,

but none of you are capable of understanding
this on the same level that I do.

And Zelenka, that includes you.

Rodney, I cannot afford
to lose either one of you.

Now tell me. Can you do this?

Yes.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

- Are you sure you're sure?
- I said yes!

- Because if you're wrong...
- I'm not!

I'll call you back after the
test. How does that sound?

You'd better.

I won't let you down.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

We should really be getting back.
Doctor Weir will be expecting us.

Kel's here.

What?

He's meeting with Hendon
right now. Solen just told me.

I have to see him.

And you would like me
to arrange a meeting.

After yesterday, I don't think
I'd get very far if I asked myself.

OK, this is good.

My equations are working like a charm.

Power level's at forty percent,
just to be on the safe side.

I think we're ready for our test.

Where do you want the w*apon targeted?

The debris orbiting the planet.

Sounds good.

Bringing the w*apon online... now.

What's that?

Energy surge. It's
fine. I can regulate it.

You said you could contain...

The temperature inside the containment
field is well within acceptable parameters.

Staying ahead of it. Levels
are rising in the chamber.

Reroute power from the secondary
systems to the containment field.

I'm thinking we need to abort.

I can compensate. Just give me a minute.

It's overloading, just like last time.

There is no logical reason
this shouldn't be working.

McKay?

None of this should be happening!

Look, the energy levels are spiking at a
rate far greater than anything I predicted.

Shut it down!

Fine.

Doesn't make any sense?

What's wrong?

I can't shut it down.

I am Kel, from Sateda.

Teyla Emmagan of Athos. Thank
you for granting us your time.

If we are to trade, I would know
all the members of your party.

Of course. In fact,
that is why we are here.

Ronon!

Hello, Kel.

Ronon, what have you done?

We all know who this
man was, what he was.

If anyone here believes
he should be avenged,

here I am.

You just used me to
m*rder an innocent man!

He deserved worse.

You said he was like a father to you.

Kel commanded several
infantry divisions on Sateda.

When the Wraith came,

he ordered thousands to their
death just to save himself.

He was, he was... a
traitor and a coward.

My only regret is that
his death was quick.

I understand.

In your place I might
have done the same.

But believe me when I tell
you that the others would not.

We must not speak of this
when we return to Atlantis.

And if you ever use my
friendship in such a way again,

I will not be so understanding.

What was that?

The w*apon's discharging to
prevent a catastrophic overload.

Alright, that's it. We're outta here.

It's not safe! The w*apon's f*ring
at random targets above the planet.

This is the safest
place to be right now.

The place isn't gonna be
safe for very much longer!

I can bring it back under
control! Just give me a second!

No you can't!

Just one second!

I've seen this before, Rodney. Pilots who
wouldn't eject when something went wrong.

Trying to fix their planes
right until it hit the ground.

OK, we need to leave.

I've waited too long, the w*apon
can't discharge enough power...

to avoid a catastrophic overload.
This whole planet's gonna go up.

Not that your speech wasn't working.

OK, strap in.

You need to avoid flying predictably to
prevent the w*apon from locking onto us.

I know what I'm doing.

I'm just saying,be sure not
to fly in a straight line.

Rodney, shut up!

Can I just say there's no way the
Jumper can take even one direct hit?

I'll keep that in mind.

The w*apon's locking onto us.

How about I fly us away from the
planet, return after the overload?

We can't.

- Why not?
- Don't you understand?

This expl*si*n is gonna take out
three quarters of the solar system.

There's no way we can fly
far enough or fast enough.

We have to head for the Gate.

Dial the Gate.

How do you intend to avoid
getting hit on the final approach?

I haven't figured that part out yet.

It's a good thing we stopped by
to check on your progress, Colonel.

Make a break for the Stargate.
We'll run interference.

Copy that, Daedalus.

Stand by to engage
sublight engines on my mark.

Recommend you go into hyperspace
as soon as we go through.

There's gonna be a big bang.

Understood.

Take this grain to the storage room.

You are the smartest guy we have.

I know!

...putting your life
and other people's lives at risk.

You destroyed three
quarters of a solar system!

Well, five sixths. It's
not an exact science.

Rodney, can you give your
ego a rest for one second?

Oh, Colonel!

Colonel!

I've been looking all over for you.

I heard.

I suppose I deserve that.

Look, I just...

I wanted to apologise about what
happened. I was wrong. I'm sorry.

And I wanted to assure you that,
I intend not being right again,

about everything, effective immediately.

That was a joke.

Good one.

I've already apologised to Elizabeth

and Radek and

I thanked Colonel Caldwell for... caring
enough to spy on the experiment from orbit.

I sent him a nice
little email, actually.

But I saved you till last because,

honestly, I would... I would hate
to think that recent events...

might have permanently dimmed
your faith in my abilities,

or your trust.

At the very least, I
hope I can earn that back.

That may take a while.

I see.

But, I'm sure you can do it,

if you really wanna try.
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