Stargate: Atlantis (2004–2009): Season 3, Episode 12 - Echoes - full transcript

Teyla is shocked when she sees the ghostly image of a woman in the corridors of Atlantis. The woman is an Ancient in appearance but, initially at least, no one else can see her. Others begin to have their own visions however. Dr. McKay is enjoying himself watching a whale-like creature that is swimming just off the city. He's certain that it's the same creature who guided Sheppard to save him when he was trapped on the ocean floor. He nicknames the creature Sam, after his good friend Samantha Carter. When hundreds of the sea creatures are found to be heading for Atlantis, clearly something is wrong. McKay's search of the alien database reveals that Atlantis is under threat of destruction.

Previously on
Stargate Atlantis.

Now I know definitely that
the Jumper is somewhere in this area.

Friendly or are you hungry?

It must be broadcasting
at a frequency you can hear.

Descending through 1,000.

Your sea monster.

It's still swimming around in circles
in the same area, which means...

I have the Jumper.
The animal's circling around it.

All you have to do is open
your door and walk to my Jumper.

McKAY: Hey, pal.
Sorry you don't get to eat me today.

- He's the reason we found you.
- Really?



Well, how did the camping go?
Oh, splendid.

I was able to run several
ground-penetrating radar tests,

you know, to test the dielectric
permittivity of the region's subsurface.

Sweet.

What about you? How was the hunting?

If there was any game,

it was all scared off by the noises
his stupid machines made.

I said I was sorry.
It was necessary for the tests.

You're the one who volunteered to go.

Well, if I do something like that again,
shoot me.

He was like this all night, you know,
very agitated. Had me scared.

He'll be all right.

Get him home,
get him a nice warm bath, hot meal...

- Oh, no.
- What?



Where's Atlantis?

- It should be right in front of us.
- Well, why isn't it?

- I don't know.
- Is it cloaked?

No, no, no.
They would have radioed us about it.

- So what are you saying? We're lost?
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Adjust your heading 40 degrees south.

The navigation system is off.

- Why?
- I don't know.

It could be any of a number
of reasons, you know,

clock drift, the fluctuations in the
magnetosphere from the sunspots...

There it is.

See? No harm, no foul.

You might wanna take Teyla up
on her offer for meditation lessons.

Looks like you could use
a little unwinding.

Just land this thing.

...and then slowly exhale,

allowing each breath to cleanse you,

restoring your body and spirit.

Feel your mind clearing,

open to all that surrounds you.

Embrace the silence.

Ronon?

I'm sorry. I do not understand.

Elizabeth. Did you get my e-mail?

Which e-mail? One of the seven today
or one of the 18 yesterday?

I know, I'm being unusually persistent
about this,

but that should only underscore
its importance, yes?

We cannot keep all three ZPMs
from the Replicator takeover, Rodney.

We get one.

Now, I don't know
how to make it any clearer for you.

Well, I felt if I could just have outlined
the reasons for keeping them,

- You know, bullet point, very brief.
- It was 26 pages.

Well, I know, but if we hope to
persuade Stargate Command...

Okay, so tell me.

Who would you deprive
of the other ZPMs?

The Antarctic outpost?

Well, no, because they need it
to power the chair to protect Earth.

Okay, how about the Odyssey, then?

They're getting the other ZPM
to help in their fight against the Ori.

Rodney, we have enough power now
to raise the shield

and cloak the city and dial home.

Please, can you start seeing the glass
as half full?

Well, you mean one-third full.

No more e-mails.

I'm sorry. You weren't expecting that?

I was tired. It was a long day.

- To be honest, I...
- You don't care much for meditation.

Never could sit still long enough for it.

All the more reason for you to consider...

What is it?

That woman.

What woman?

Hey, hey, what's wrong?

What?

Hey, how long have you
been standing there?

Hour or so.

What? Why didn't you say anything?
I feel like a...

Oh. It's the kidding.

What did you wanna show me?

Right there.

Wow. All that water.

Just wait for it.

It's my friend. He's back.

The scan's clean.
No sign of any physical abnormality.

We've seen devices
that mess with people's minds,

cause them to hallucinate things.

Aye, but they've always had
corresponding neural activity

to indicate a problem.

No, I'm afraid for the moment, anyway,

there doesn't appear to
be any physiological reasons

for her hallucinations.

Then why did she see what she saw?

I don't quite know.

Many Ancestors died here recently.

During the Replicator invasion
the crew of the Tria were all murdered.

Perhaps they attempted to ascend
but were prevented from fully doing so,

trapped between this plane of existence
and the next.

You mean ghosts?

You ask me, it's too much meditation.

- Is she gonna be okay?
- I don't know.

Hopefully she just needs some rest.
We've all been through quite a lot...

- There you are.
- Rodney, I told you...

- Oh, no, not you. I mean Sheppard.
- Thank you.

Oh, I mean, not that
I don't wanna talk to you

or that you can't be
a part of this conversation.

In fact,
I think you'll probably find it every bit as...

What are you saying?

Check it out.
Found it in the Ancient database.

They have a whole subsection
on indigenous Lantian animal life.

Did you know that there was a
lobster-like crustacean down there

the size of a Buick?

And what is that?

- That's Rodney's whale friend.
- But not actually a whale.

Whale-like, but not a mammal. It's a fish.
It's a big, big fish.

Did the Ancients
have a name for it?

Yeah. Flagecallus.

I know, they were terrible
with naming things. I've just...

- I've just called it "whale" for now.
- And why are you studying this?

Oh, 'cause he's out there right now,
circling the city. Sheppard and I saw him.

Probably the very same whale
that saved me last year

when I was trapped
in that submerged Jumper.

I thought Zelenka and I saved you?

Well, you did, technically,
but only after Sam led you to me.

- Sam?
- It's the whale.

I named him after Samantha Carter.
Personal reasons.

You named him after Samantha Carter?

Well, Sam's a boy's name, too.

And how do you know he's a he?

Oh, because I cross-referenced
the renderings in the database

with the whale outside, and you'll see
the males have a rather prominent...

Oh, it's okay, never mind.
I'll take your word for it.

I trust this little diversion isn't actually
cutting into your work time?

Oh, no, no. No, of course not.
No, I'm just dabbling in my free time.

All right, then, boys. Dabble away.

So these whales.
Did the Ancients say they're good eating?

- Oh, you wouldn't.
- I would.

Hello?

Wait.

You don't understand
what the woman is saying?

No. I believe she is speaking
in the Ancestral tongue.

You said she's afraid. Of the burned man?

No. It is my sense that
she's trying to help him.

Whatever it is she fears, I do not know.

- Did you try to talk to her?
- Yes, but she seems unaware of me.

It is as if I'm not even there.

If these are apparitions, why do you think
they're appearing to you?

Too much meditation.

- Something Ronon said to me.
- Oh.

Well, there are those who believe that

meditation is a way of opening a door
to the spiritual world.

If these are Ancestors trapped
between planes of existence,

perhaps they're trying to
communicate something to me.

Maybe they believe I can help them
to move on.

HEIGHTMEYER: I don't know why
she's experiencing these visions,

but she's always been one to shoulder
a lot of emotional responsibility.

She may be carrying some guilt over what
happened to the Ancients here recently.

Well, why? It certainly wasn't her fault.

No. No, of course not.

But somewhere deep inside her
she may somehow feel complicit

in the actions that led up to their murders.

I'll continue working with her
and see if I can sort things out.

Okay, I'll make sure she gets some rest,

even if it means taking her off
the next mission.

Oh, she does seem tired.

She hasn't been sleeping well,

and the last few days
she's been complaining of headaches.

Dr. Beckett gave her a clean bill of health.

Well, we'll just keep an eye on her.
Hopefully it'll all pass.

Let's hope so. Thank you.

HEIGHTMEYER: So now both of you are
seeing them? Why do you suppose that is?

Well, that's why we've come to you.

Perhaps they believe
that appearing to two people

will increase the chance
their message will be heard.

If, in fact, they are trying to
communicate something to us...

Or maybe it's just
the power of suggestion.

It's been documented that
when one person sees a ghost,

it won't be long
before others around them see it, too.

You said it yourself,
you've all been through a lot recently.

When's the last time you took a day off?

Exactly.

- Have you seen any more apparitions?
- Not recently.

- How are the headaches?
- Still have them.

Have you been able to sleep?

Perhaps Dr. Beckett can
prescribe something for you.

For both of you.

There you are.
You are not gonna believe this.

I've been monitoring Sam
on the underwater scanner...

- Stop calling him that.
- Why?

- It's creepy.
- No, it's not. Look.

Here he is, circling the city.
He's been doing it for a while. Won't leave.

- You didn't feed him, did you?
- No. Look, now, if I widen the scan...

- Another whale.
- Yeah. Probably the mother.

- That guy's the size of a football field.
- Yeah, like a Canadian football field.

- So the first one was a baby.
- Yeah.

Hey, wanna take a closer look?

Oh, Radek. Didn't know anyone was here.

- Do you need to use the Jumper?
- Yeah.

Gonna check out some whales.
Rodney's on his way.

He's just taking some Dramamine,
but, yeah, we can take another Jumper.

Oh, just be careful. I'm not too sure
if I've fixed the navigational glitch.

The other Jumpers might
be affected as well.

Well, we won't go far.
We'll stay within sight of the city.

Plus, you'll be tracking us
from the control room.

I will? Oh, yes. Yes, I will.

Did you say whales?

These should help,

but don't take them until you can have
at least eight hours of uninterrupted rest.

Around here?
When does that ever happen?

Well, both Dr. Heightmeyer and I think you
should take the time to make it happen.

- All right. Thank you, Carson.
- Thank you.

- You all right?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

I just never feel safe
in these things underwater.

In space you're okay?

Yeah, of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?

- Zelenka, you there?
- I'm here. Hello!

The whales are deeper now,
less than a kilometer from you

in your 2 o'clock position.

Oh, there they are.

Should have a visual on them
any moment now.

McKAY: There's Sam and there's Mama.

We need to get a closer look.

Ronon?

You saw them, too?

All right, not too close now, okay?

We still have no idea
what these things eat.

What? What is it?

Nothing.
Just got a headache all of a sudden.

- Where'd they go?
- I don't know.

Oh. They're right in front of you.

Yeah, well, we're aware of that!

- What's wrong?
- Now my head's hurting, too.

- That's not a coincidence.
- I don't think so.

- I'm pulling back.
- Good idea.

Perhaps it's the whales'
echolocation mechanism.

It's creating uncomfortable vibrations
which are...

Yes, Radek. We are moving away.
Try to keep up, okay?

- Oh, my.
"Oh, my, " what?

I'm detecting several more whales.

How many more?

Dozens more.

They're still several kilometers away from
you, but they're heading towards you.

- Rodney.
- What?

Your nose is bleeding.

Now you're all seeing them?

I just got word that other people
in the city are starting to see them, too.

Some see the burned man,
others see the Ancient woman,

and a few such as Ronon here
see what appear to be scientists.

There's something definitely going on
around here.

In every sighting, two things remain
constant, all the apparitions are Ancients

and they all seem pretty worried.

It is as if they are trying to
warn us about something.

Dr. Weir?

Yes, Radek?

You'd better come to
the control room right away.

Be right there.

WEIR: What's their status?

They're moving away from the whales.
Hopefully that will alleviate their pain.

John, this is Elizabeth.

How are you holding up?

Other than feeling
like my head's about to explode, I'm fine.

McKAY: I thought we were moving away
from them?

I'm trying to,
but they're cutting us off.

What happened?

The whales are getting way too close.

Crap.

- John, what's going on there?
- Rodney's passed out.

His ears are bleeding.
We gotta get out of the water.

Medical team to Jumper Bay.

John, are you all right?

John?

We're out of the water.
Rodney's in trouble.

Have a medical team ready.

Already done.

- Their eardrums have been perforated.
- How?

The whales are emitting an
intense low-frequency pulse, like a sonar,

as well as an EM field.

The combination is very dangerous
to humans,

particularly in such close proximity.

It's the whales.

Hearing's been impaired.
It should heal soon.

It's their echolocation.
It's creating very powerful vibrations.

The closer we got, the worse it became.

Yes. Yes, Rodney, we know.

Oh.

What?

They should rest.

Agreed.

I'll come back.

The whales are approaching
from every direction.

It appears that
they're converging on Atlantis.

- We are their destination.
- Yes, it appears so.

The signals they emit are their way
of communicating with each other.

Unfortunately,
the closer they get to the city,

the more it may affect the people
living here.

Even above the waterline?

We are already being affected.

Several of us are experiencing headaches,

not as severe as Dr. McKay
or Colonel Sheppard,

but if these whales get any closer...

- Turn on the shield.
- Aye.

These apparitions we've been seeing,

if they are indeed trying to warn us
of something, perhaps this is it.

I first saw the Ancient woman at the
same time Rodney saw the first whale.

Pain's going away.

Think my hearing's getting better, too.

What about you?

Rodney?

Canadian Football League's a joke.

Celine Dion is overrated.

Zelenka is smarter than you are!

Hey! I found mention
of a bio lab in the database.

Ancient scientists used it
to study animal life.

We should check it out!

Okay,

Meredith.

How's it going?

More people are falling ill,
headaches, nosebleeds.

I'm giving everyone painkillers.
Hopefully buy some time

until we figure out how to stop this.

And how are you feeling?

My head's throbbing a wee bit,
but I'll manage.

- You?
- I'm fine.

Here, painkillers, just in case.

Thank you. I hope it doesn't get...

WEIR: Hey, hey. What's this?

That's a damn good question.

Who said you could get out of bed?

We're feeling a lot better.

Well, I beg to differ.
Back to bed, the pair of you.

We need to check out a lab.

- What lab?
- It's a bio lab.

It turned up in my whale research.

- It's in one of the flooded areas of the city.
- Formerly flooded.

With the area finally repaired,
we're now able to access it.

According to the database,

the Ancient biologists used it
to study animal life on the planet.

Look, there may be some more
information stored there.

Such as how to tell these whales
how to get the hell out of here.

But we won't know that for sure
until I can have a look at it.

All right.

Dr. Weir?

Go ahead.

Daedalus just arrived in orbit.

They're requesting permission
to beam people down.

What do you mean, no?

I'm afraid things
down here might get a lot worse

before they get any better.

It's probably safer for you to stay up there
until we can sort this problem out.

I'm sorry. I do not understand.

Come on. Got to get you to the infirmary.

This is it!

All right. Let's see.

- Did you put up the shield?
Yes, but it only extends so far,

and the whales' signals seem
to be able to penetrate it.

Well, we might be able to manage it
if there were only a few dozen whales,

but we're talking hundreds now.

And they're swimming closer as we speak.

Dr. McKay is checking out
an Ancient bio lab.

Hopefully there'll be some information
there that could lead us to a solution.

And if there isn't?

Well, we'll have to consider evacuating
Atlantis until the whales leave.

Supposing they don't leave?

What are you suggesting, Colonel?

You've got plenty of drones
in your arsenal.

You're saying we should kill them?

Before they kill you.

They're not trying to kill us.
It's quite the opposite.

I think they're trying to help us.

WEIR: Help us?

Come on, you should see this.

I see your hearing has improved.

What?

McKAY: What is he...

It's like a receiver calibrated
to the specific frequencies

on which the whales communicate.

The Ancients designed it to study whales
so they could learn about their songs.

They were studying the whales' language,

trying to assign frequencies
to emotions and identify moods.

All sorts of tree-huggy stuff.

Tell them about the ghosts.

Not ghosts, image projections.

There appears to be a causal relationship
with the whales.

They may very well be
what's been projecting the images to us,

and this receiver should,
from what I can tell so far,

be able to interpret them.

Seems like we've been going about
this backwards.

The ghosts aren't warning us
about the whales.

- They're not?
- McKAY: No.

No, it seems the whales may be
using the images to warn us.

- About what?
- Well, that I don't know yet.

But judging from the way this machine
is freaking out, it can't be good.

All right?

How are you faring?

I keep seeing them.

Aye.

Me, too.

I just spoke with Colonel Caldwell.

The Daedalus infirmary is ready
to beam up the sickest of the patients.

Good.

Teyla should be amongst the first to go.

- No. I'm staying.
You're far too sick, dear.

He's a pilot.

The burned man.

I just noticed his uniform.
He is an Ancient pilot.

- Carson.
- Aye.

Your nose.

Oh, bloody hell.

Excuse me.

- How's he doing?
- I don't know.

He's taking a while.
A lot longer than he usually takes.

- He can hear you, you know.
- Yeah, we know.

Okay, let's have a listen.

- Who's that?
- The woman, the Ancient woman.

That's her voice, I'm sure of it.

She's speaking Ancient?
- No.

I mean, it doesn't sound like the language.

The phonetic rhythm is similar,
but I don't recognize any of the words.

That's because it's gibberish.

Well, to be more accurate,
it's an attempt at mimicry.

Look, it turns out the receiver
is also a transmitter.

The Ancients weren't just trying to
learn the whales' language,

they were attempting to teach them theirs

by sending them auditory
and visual signals.

And while they were doing that,
they experienced a traumatic moment

which the whales then stored
in their genetic memory.

And that's what the images
we've been seeing are?

Exactly. Reruns.

Now, unfortunately,
these whales are several generations

removed from the incident,

so they're finding the language
a bit of a tough go.

It's kind of like trying to
sing the lyrics to the Macarena.

You can sound out the words,
but you have no idea what you're singing.

Okay, so, this traumatic event,

I'm assuming it's the war
against the Wraith.

That would be my assumption
as well, yes.

And what? The whales are trying to
warn us that it might happen again?

I don't know. Possibly.

So what? The Wraith might attack.

Tell us something we don't know.

Interesting thing is,

the Ancients seemed to be aware
of the whales' deficient mimicry skills,

and so they incorporated a kind of
acoustic-language filter into the receiver.

That's what's been taking me
so long to figure out.

- Well, did you figure it out?
- Well, let's have a listen, shall we?

Guess the answer's no.

Well, just hang on, hang on. If I... Right.

Hey, wait a minute. Play that back again.

This is Ancient.

At least I can make out
a few of the words now.

"Incursus, "something was attacked
or overtaken.

- Meaning Atlantis.
- No, I don't think so. "Adaris "?

What's Adaris?

I don't know.

They've arrived, hundreds of them.

Dr. Weir.

Go ahead, Colonel.

The sick patients have been beamed up.
Our infirmary's filled.

Thank you.

Unfortunately, more people
are falling ill down here,

so it's not really making much of a dent.

Listen, whether these creatures are
trying to communicate with you or not,

at some point you're gonna
have to deal with them.

If they don't leave...

I'm sure there are options
besides killing them.

- What's wrong?
- We figured it out.

Well, actually,
I did most of the figuring, but...

Adaris is a ship we found
at the Ancient database.

It's an Ancient science vessel.

About 15,000 years ago,
it ran into some trouble.

The entire crew was killed
except for the pilot.

The burned man.

Teyla noticed the uniform.
He was an Ancient pilot.

- Which would explain the burns.
- What does?

The ship got hit by a blast of radiation
from the sun.

It's a coronal mass ejection

on a scale that dwarfs anything
our sun has ever emitted.

Apparently, the sun in this solar system
goes through

an unusually turbulent sunspot cycle
every 15,000 years or so.

The Ancients have records of this class
of CME occurring twice before.

The ship was very close to the sun
when it happened.

McKAY: It's a massive prominence.

It arced up and then collapsed when the
magnetic field surrounding it weakened.

We're talking an intense proton stream

traveling at over
4,000 kilometers per second.

Most of the crew was killed instantly,

but the pilot managed to open up a
hyperspace window just as they were hit.

He flew the ship back here,
jumping ahead of the radiation wave,

just in time to warn everyone.

The Ancients were able to raise the shield
and extend it far enough

to protect a large portion of the planet
from the blast.

So what are you telling me?
This is going to happen soon?

Not soon.

It's happening right now.

How are you doing?

I have felt better.

You need any more pain medicine?

No.

It does not seem to help anymore.

Well, just hang on. You're gonna be fine.

Teyla? Look at me. Look at me.

You gotta hold on.

You gotta teach me
those meditation lessons.

- You are hopeless.
- Yeah, I know.

Teyla?

Nurse!

McKAY: The magnetic field around it
is already beginning to weaken.

When that prominence collapses,
the coronal mass ejection will occur.

It'll erupt from a very small area.

A mere pinprick in comparison
to the total sun's surface,

but it'll immediately begin to fan out.

Within a few million miles,

the blast wave will cut a swathe
wide enough to take out this entire planet.

How much time do we have?

The prominence will collapse
any moment now.

After that, we have less than an hour
before the radiation wave hits us.

Why didn't we notice this before?

McKAY: Because these things
happen very quickly.

This kind of sunspot cycle is extremely
chaotic, impossible to predict.

No doubt that's what caused the glitch
in the Jumper's navigational systems.

Not to mention our focus was on attack
from the Wraith, not the sun.

Yet the whales were aware
this was happening.

- Well, a lot of animals, whales, dolphins...
- Pigeons.

...are affected by the tiniest anomalies
in the magnetosphere.

It's as if their internal compasses
are somehow...

Pigeons?

Yeah, homing pigeons, yes.
I used to raise them before coming here.

We used to consult solar charts
before our pigeon races.

- Pigeon races?
- Rodney.

Well, it's still somewhat of a mystery
how they're able to sense this trouble,

but they do, often well before we do.

Whatever. What are our options?

Well, the Ancients were able to raise
the shield and stretch it wide enough

to protect a significant portion
of the planet,

attenuated, to be sure,
more of a thin bubble,

but it was able to block out
enough of the radiation.

That's interesting, because we have
found evidence of mass extinction

on other parts of the planet.

Wow! Well, now we know what caused it.

Okay, so our shield is already activated.
What else?

Small problem.

The Ancients had three ZPMs
at their disposal.

We, as you know, only have one.

Maybe I was so insistent on keeping them,

because I, too, am able to sense trouble
on the horizon.

Just like a pigeon.

So we just need to get the other two ZPMs
back here temporarily...

Not enough time.
Look, the Odyssey's away from Earth.

In the time it would take them to return,

the blast would have almost
certainly have hit us.

How far can we extend the shield
with one ZPM?

Well, enough to cover the city

and perhaps a little bit of the ocean
surrounding it, but...

- We should evacuate just to make sure.
- We can't gate to Earth.

Look, we need the ZPM's power
for the shields.

- What about the Intergalactic Bridge?
- The Midway Station isn't completed yet.

We'd need to ferry people by Jumper.
Again, no time.

All right, we'll send everyone
to the Alpha Site

and pick them up when this is over.

I don't think you understand.

Look, the shield will protect the city
from the initial blast, yes,

but the entire ecosystem of this planet

will be damaged beyond recovery
for hundreds of years.

Look, we're talking no plant life,
which means no breathable air...

Beckett.

Elizabeth?

Damn it.

Sergeant Bell developed an aneurysm
from the pressure. First fatality.

- How is she?
- Out of time.

Guess we all are.

Sheppard.

You got a plan?

Sure.

Look at them.

Seeking shelter underneath
the umbrella of the city.

No, no, no, no.
We don't have nearly enough power.

Look, we can extend the shield
20 kilometers beyond the city, maybe.

But it'll be dangerously thin
and there's no way of knowing

whether we can sustain it, especially
in a radiation blast of 50,000 rem.

Colonel Caldwell? This is Sheppard.

- Go ahead, Colonel.
- I think we have a plan.

We do?

McKAY: This is not a good plan.
Sure it is.

You realize just how close
we'll have to get to the sun?

Pretty damn close, I'm thinking.

No, suicidally close.
I mean, we'll be toast.

That's why we're taking the ZPM

to give the Daedalus' shield
an extra boost.

Okay, you want to deflect

the coronal mass ejection
away from the planet.

- Like an umbrella.
- Okay, listen to me.

This, this is the sun, and this, this is us.

A bolt of energy unlike anything
you could possibly comprehend

is gonna shoot out of the photosphere
at a tremendous velocity. Okay?

It is gonna immediately start fanning out,
like so.

I know.

Which means that we will have to be
really close to the surface of the sun

if we wanna intercept that stream and
deflect it before it can start spreading out.

I know, Rodney!

No, no, I don't think you do.

I don't think you fully grasp the reality
of just how damn hot it gets

that close to the surface of the sun.

That's why we're taking a ZPM
to strengthen the shields...

From the blast wave, yes, but even
with the shields at that strength,

the buildup of residual heat behind it

could cause serious problems for
the Daedalus and everyone inside it.

Could. Could cause.

Okay, tell me, if this is such a great plan,
why didn't the Ancients do it?

They were in the middle of a war.

They probably didn't have a ship
available at the time.

And, like you said, they had three ZPMs.

Rodney?
- What?

The prominence has begun collapsing.

Colonel Caldwell, we're ready.

How's it going, Rodney?

You know, this might look easy, but
it's actually a little more complicated

than just flipping a switch.

Hurry up, please. We're there.

- What? We are already?
- Didn't have far to go.

Position, Doctor. The shields are up.

We need the extra power
from that ZPM now.

Yes, yes. I just need to...

Oh, no.

What?

The prominence is fully collapsing
into the photosphere. Brace yourselves.

Rodney?

ZPM is online.

How long will this last, Doctor?

Anywhere from a few seconds
to several hours.

Hours?

You never said anything about hours.

We're building up serious heat
behind the shield.

I told you this wasn't a good plan.

How are they doing?

Well, according to my calculations,
the blast wave should have hit us by now,

but I'm reading no discernable increase
in radiation.

So they're doing good?

Yes. So far, anyway.

McKAY: Temperature inside the shield's
rising too fast.

And I'm already detecting
several failed sensors on the bow.

If this thing keeps going,
the heat buildup could damage the hull.

Not could, it's already damaging it.

We have a breach in the 302 Bay.

Seal it off.

Another breach,
Deck 4, we're venting atmosphere.

Rodney.

It's over.

And we're not toast.

We're not toast.

Good plan, huh?

Most of them are gone now.

They began dispersing
almost immediately.

Without so much as a thank you.

No, thank you.

- How are you feeling?
- Much better.

Walked the whole way over here,
didn't see one ghost.

Nor did I.

- Mind if I join you...
- If you fall asleep one more time...

Hit me with that.

- They're gone, Rodney.
- Not all of them. Look.

Let me guess. Your buddy Sam.

I like to think so.
I like to think he's saying goodbye.

Makes sense.
He saved your life, now you've saved his.

Now, you're even.