thank you callie

denise

Thank you Callie for another wonderful voyage into SGU.  I
do love how you do them. I cannot wait to see them, and soon
I hope.  :D
sharron

109 LIFE

Transcript by Callie Sullivan


The crew of Destiny has settled into a routine on board the ship and this
episode opens on a medley of scenes from their daily lives.  On the Observation
Deck, Chloe Armstrong is doing yoga.  In a large room elsewhere, Matthew Scott
is leading a group of crew members in more vigorous exercise, including
press-ups and sit-ups.  Some of them, like Dale Volker, are clearly struggling
with the effort.
(In the Control Room, Nicholas Rush is holding his broken spectacles up to a
console screen to read what it says, then turns to write himself a note.  A Kino
is hovering nearby filming him, and Colonel Everett Young watches its footage
from another room.)
(In her quarters, Lisa Park is half undressed and sitting on top of a marine
called Rivers on the bed.  She kisses him, then sits up and brushes her long
hair back from her face before leaning down to him again.)
(In his room, Eli Wallace sits at a console reading information from the screen.
He looks very tired, as if he has been working for a long time.)
(In a room which has been set up as a hydroponics lab, Jeremy Franklin looks
with disappointment at the rows of tanks, none of which are showing any signs of
plant life growing.)
(In her quarters, Camille Wray is drawing a tropical island scene complete with
palm trees on a large sheet of paper.  She looks at the picture sadly.)
(In his quarters, Sergeant Spencer shakes the last of his tablets from the
bottle into his hand.  He tosses the pill into his mouth and swallows it, then
stares out of the window at the passing F.T.L. vortex.)

EARTH.  HOMEWORLD SECURITY.  Colonel David Telford is sitting in the
Communications Lab with his eyes closed.  A communications stone is on the
activation box nearby.  Doctor Mehta walks in with a male marine by the name of
Maloney.
MEHTA: Hey.
(Telford opens his eyes and blinks as if he had fallen asleep, then swipes a
hand over his face.)
MEHTA: Your shift's over.
TELFORD: I'm good.
MEHTA: You need rest.
TELFORD (snorting): I've been sitting on my ass for hours!
MEHTA: General O'Neill's orders.
(Telford looks round at Maloney.  Sighing, he takes his stone off the box.)

Shortly afterwards he is in the locker room changing.  He waits until another
soldier leaves the room, then takes out his cellphone and dials.  The person he
is calling answers their phone.
TELFORD: Got plans for tonight?

Later, he is sitting at a table eating.
TELFORD: Mmm!  This is delicious!  My compliments to the chef!
(It quickly becomes clear that he is in Emily Young's house.  Sitting opposite
him, she laughs.)
EMILY: I'll give you his number.  And he delivers!
TELFORD: No kidding!
(They laugh, then she looks at him seriously.)
EMILY: Listen, I wanna say thank you.  There aren't many people that understand
what I'm going through.
(He nods and smiles.)
TELFORD: Happy to help, any time.
(He looks down a little awkwardly.)
EMILY: Everything OK?
TELFORD: We've only known each other a short time, but I'd like to feel I can
call you a friend.
EMILY: Yeah, of course you can.
TELFORD: And, as such, I feel a certain ...
(He pauses for a long moment as Emily looks concerned.)
TELFORD: ... obligation to tell you some things ...
(Again he hesitates for a long moment.)
TELFORD: ... about your husband.

DESTINY.  Scott is leading a group of crew members on a jog around the
corridors.  They're all covered in sweat, so have presumably been running for
some time.  They reach a junction and Scott spots something through the nearby
open door of someone's private quarters.  He stops and calls out.  The others
use the moment to stop and rest.
SCOTT: Hey!  You were supposed to join us!
(In the quarters, Eli is still studying his console.)
WALLACE: Yeah, I know.
(Without even looking around, he gestures vaguely towards his backside or leg.)
WALLACE: Sorry, I-I-I pulled a thing.
SCOTT (not believing him for a moment): Yeah.  Colonel Young wants everybody in
shape.
WALLACE (finally looking round at him): Tomorrow, tomorrow.  Yeah, I promise!
SCOTT: OK.  (To the others) Let's go!  Come on!
(He runs off.  Grumbling and still breathless, most of the others trot off after
him.  Volker, however, stays sitting on the seat he had taken.  He watches the
others run off, then stands up and walks away in the opposite direction.)
VOLKER: Ah, to hell with this.

MESS.  Rivers walks into the room and smiles at Lisa Park who is already in
there.
RIVERS: Hey!
(Lisa smiles politely at him.)
PARK: Hello.
(Acting as if she barely knows him, she walks past and leaves the room.  He
turns and watches her go, bewildered.)
(Nearby, T.J. Johansen walks over to a table where Sergeant Spencer is sitting
with his meal ration.)
JOHANSEN: D'you mind if I join you?
(He doesn't answer.  She puts her own ration down and sits down opposite him.)
JOHANSEN: You OK?
SPENCER (not meeting her eyes): Fine.
JOHANSEN: `Cause you look a little tired.  You getting any sleep?
(He looks at her angrily and stands up.)
SPENCER: I said I'm fine.
(He turns and leaves the room.  T.J. nods.)
JOHANSEN (quietly): I'm fine too.  Thanks for asking.

ELI'S QUARTERS.  Sitting at his console, Eli lets out an enormous yawn.  Partway
through it, Rush's voice comes over the radio.
RUSH (over radio): Eli.
(Eli picks up his radio and answers it, still in mid-yawn.)
WALLACE: Yo.
RUSH: We've managed to secure two more sections of the ship.  I'm sending a team
in to take a look.  I need you to operate the Kino for me.
WALLACE: Kinda busy here.
RUSH: Doing what?
(Eli grimaces, then reluctantly answers.)
WALLACE: I can't say.
RUSH: What's *that* supposed to mean?
WALLACE: That I was told not to say.
RUSH (sarcastically): Oh!  A secret mission, is it?!  How intriguing!
WALLACE: Look, you're gonna have to talk to Colonel Young about this.
RUSH: Eli, do me a favour.  Have a look at your chest.  Is there any insignia
there – anything that says "Lieutenant" or "Sergeant" or anything like that?
(Rolling his eyes, Eli glances down at the printing on his T-shirt.)
WALLACE: All I've got is "You are here".
RUSH: Exactly.
WALLACE: I'll be down when I'm done.
RUSH (bitterly): No, no.  Don't bother.  I'll manage.

CORRIDOR.  Young and T.J. are walking along.
JOHANSEN: He says he's fine, but I'm worried about him.
YOUNG: Him and about a dozen others.  Listen, I want you to do psych
evaluations.  Everyone – civilians, military.  I've been meaning to ask you to
do it anyway.
JOHANSEN: Don't you think Camille might wanna do it, being H.R.?
YOUNG: Well, you took Psych in college, right?
JOHANSEN: One course – undergrad.  It hardly qualifies me.
YOUNG: That's perfect.  Get to it.  You can do it.

KINO VISION.  A Kino is following Ronald Greer who is with a couple of marines
and a scientist as they cautiously investigate the newly-opened part of the
ship.  Rush watches their progress on the screen.
RUSH (into radio): Hold on.  The door to your right – try it.
(Greer walks to the side of the closed doors and, checking that his colleagues
have their rifles raised and ready, activates the wall panel.  The lock spins
and the doors slide open.  The men hurry inside, shining their flashlights
around.  Greer sighs and activates his radio.)
GREER: More quarters.
(He looks around a little more.)
GREER: Not bad!
RUSH (into radio): Moving on.

INFIRMARY.  Jeremy Franklin and T.J. are sitting opposite each other.
FRANKLIN: So, do I start crying now, or do we build up to that?(!)
JOHANSEN: Why don't you just tell me how you're doing?
FRANKLIN: How I'm doing?!
JOHANSEN: With life on the ship.
FRANKLIN: Well, it sucks!  I hate it!
JOHANSEN: OK, how about your hydroponics lab?  Any luck there?
FRANKLIN: Seeds won't sprout – which *really* sucks because I would have liked
to have started to grow some *food*.  I'm not really much of a fruit and
vegetable guy, but *anything* would be better than the crap that you've been
serving us.  *And* there's not enough water, and the beds are rock hard and, oh,
don't let me forget to mention that I was shot by one of your people!
JOHANSEN (awkwardly): So you're doing fine, then?

ELI'S QUARTERS.  Eli is looking tiredly at the screen, his head braced on his
hands and barely able to keep his eyes open.  Young comes to the doorway.
YOUNG: Eli.  How's it coming?
WALLACE (sitting up straighter): I've run simulations on a dozen variations of
Telford's plan to power the Gate but, so far, problems.
YOUNG: Such as?
WALLACE: Catastrophic failure every time.  Horrible death, fire and brimstone,
dogs and cats living together ...
YOUNG: I get it.  Keep at it.  I wanna make sure.
(He turns as he sees Scott walking past.)
YOUNG: Lieutenant, you're next up to use the stones to visit Earth.
SCOTT: Uh, it's all right, sir, I can wait.
YOUNG: But you've *been* waiting.  Take your turn.  Wray'll be going too.
SCOTT (a little reluctantly): All right.  All right, thanks.

KINO VISION.  Greer and his team reach another closed door.  Greer looks round
to the others.
RUSH (over radio): Go ahead.
(Greer activates the door controls and they slide open to reveal what appears to
be a lab.  In the centre of a room is a large chair.  To viewers of earlier
incarnations of the "Stargate" series, it looks like an older version of the
Weapons Control Chair.)
MARINE: What the hell is this?
GREER (cheerfully): Hey!  Looks like we've found the dentist's office!
(In the Control Room, Rush – who appears to be multi-tasking and looking at
information on a laptop computer – looks across to the Kino screen just as the
scientist in Greer's team goes over to a console in the room and pushes a button
on it.  Lights come on around the room.  On the Chair, clamps spring out into
positions where – if someone were sitting in it – they would trap the person's
wrists and ankles.  At the same time, a device swings over the top of the
headrest into a position where – again, if someone were sitting there – it would
clamp around the person's head.  Small prongs come out of the clamp which would
press into the sides of the person's skull.  Rush stares at the footage for a
moment, then activates his radio and speaks sternly into it.)
RUSH: Don't touch *anything*.  Leave it!  I'm on my way.

EARTH.  In the communications lab, Scott opens his eyes and finds himself in
Telford's uniform.  Nearby, Camille is in the uniform of a woman called Mooney. 
She looks across to Colonel Telford sitting beside her.
WRAY: Lieutenant Scott?
(He looks across to her and nods.  She smiles.)
WRAY: It's me, Camille.
(Scott looks around and sees the computer screen in front of him showing live
footage of the room.  He leans forward and watches as Telford – and Mooney
beside him – does likewise.  He sits back again.)
SCOTT: Weird!

DESTINY.  Young has joined Rush in the room with the Chair.  Rush has apparently
had some time with the Chair and worked out what it is.
YOUNG: Neural interface?
RUSH: A precursor to an Ancient device SG-1 discovered several years ago.  A
repository of knowledge that can be literally downloaded into one's mind.
YOUNG: And you think this is one of those things?
RUSH: Within that knowledge may be the master code to unlock the ship's core
systems: navigation, propulsion ...
YOUNG: You're sure?
RUSH: Well, we can't be certain `til someone actually sits in the Chair.
GREER: It looks like it holds you down and shoots bolts into your head.
RUSH: These are merely electrodes allowing the transfer of data.
YOUNG: Do you know what a device like this did to General O'Neill?
RUSH: The sheer amount of information overwhelmed him, yes.
YOUNG: It damn near killed him, is what it did.
RUSH: It led to incredible discoveries.
YOUNG: *And* it damn near killed him.  In fact, the only thing we know for sure
is an Ancient device like this is pretty much a death sentence.  Nobody sits in
this thing.
(He turns to Greer.)
YOUNG: I want guard detail posted.
RUSH: So what are we to do, Colonel?  Just ignore what this Chair can do?
YOUNG: I'm not telling you to ignore it.  I'm telling you to study it without
sitting in it.
RUSH: Look, Colonel, this pre-dates those found in the Milky Way.  I'd be
willing to bet the effects are far less severe.
(Young walks closer to him.)
YOUNG: Would you bet your own life?
(Rush looks away.)
YOUNG: So you're fine as long as someone else volunteers.
(Greer gazes at the Chair thoughtfully.)
GREER: Well, if it means getting these people home, *I'll* sit in the damned
thing.
(Vanessa James' voice comes over the radio.)
JAMES: Colonel Young, come in?
YOUNG (into radio): Go ahead.
JAMES (over radio): Colonel Telford's in the Communications Lab.  He switched
bodies with Scott and he wants to talk to you.
YOUNG (into radio): I'm on my way.
RUSH: Colonel, so far I've only managed to access portions of Destiny's
database.  We still can't actually control the ship.
YOUNG: Even if we could turn this thing around right now and head back to Earth,
how long would that take?  Another million years?  Rush, you want this Chair to
be some kind of wonderful discovery, that's fine.  Prove it.  You prove we can
use it safely to do something we actually need it to do.  Until then ...
(sternly) ... no-one goes near.
(Unhappily, Rush nods his agreement.)

DESTINY COMMUNICATIONS LAB.  The doors to the lab are unlocked from the outside
and Young walks in.  Mooney is standing quietly near the table but he ignores
her and goes over to Telford.
YOUNG: Always you on the stones.  Don't you let anyone else take a turn?
TELFORD: Why haven't you given us any of the data collected during our
experiments?
YOUNG: Well, we're still working on it ourselves.
TELFORD: I've got a team of the best scientists on Earth.  We want to help.
YOUNG: Until things get out of hand, then you jump ship, leave us on our own.
TELFORD: How did Rush do it?  How did he defuse the situation?
YOUNG: Well, when *I* know, *you'll* know.
TELFORD: You know, Colonel, I don't get it.  I would think you'd be doing
everything possible to get these people home, to get yourself home, back to your
wife.
(Young smiles bitterly.)
YOUNG: If you need anything, ask Lieutenant James.
(The two of them glare at each other for a moment, then Young turns and leaves
the room.)

EARTH.  Camille, in Mooney's body, is walking across a car park with Major
Peterson.  I.O.A. representative Strom trots to catch up, calling out to her.
STROM: Camille!  It is you, right?
(As she turns to him, he offers his hand which she shakes.)
STROM: I didn't know that you were checking in today.
WRAY: Oh, I'm not, actually.  This is a personal visit.  Last time I was here, I
didn't get a chance to go home.
STROM: Right, of course.  But since I have you ...
(He looks pointedly at Major Peterson.  Camille turns to the major.)
WRAY: Uh, I'll be there in a minute.
(The major nods and walks away.  She turns back to Strom.)
STROM: Colonel Telford's team is working on adjustments to their plan.  They're
making some progress.
WRAY: Young is not going to listen – at least not any time soon; and Doctor Rush
... well, like you said, he's in no hurry to come home.
STROM: Still trying to take command of the ship?
WRAY: He and Young are bumping heads, yes.  Right now, Young seems to be winning
that battle.
STROM: And you?
WRAY: I'm caught between them, not sure which camp is the better choice.
STROM: Maybe it's time you started your own.

Still inside Homeworld Security, Scott is walking with Doctor Mehta.  She hands
him some envelopes.
MEHTA: Your mail.  All four letters.  Popular guy(!)  So, I'm your chaperone. 
Where do you wanna go?  Any family, friends?
SCOTT: There's a buddy I wanna catch up with.  He's at Edwards, or he ... at
least he *was* ...
(He stops walking and trails off as he looks at the writing on one of the
envelopes.)
MEHTA: No problem.
(Scott rips the letter out of the envelope and starts to read it.)
MEHTA: Are you OK?
(Scott carries on reading the letter, his face full of surprise.)

DESTINY INFIRMARY.  T.J. is conducting Lisa Park's psych evaluation.
JOHANSEN: I would imagine the level of stress that comes along with trying to
figure out the inner workings of this ship ...
PARK: Oh, I know.  It's intense, especially figuring that we've only just
scratched the surface of all there is to know.
JOHANSEN: So how are you dealing with it?  I mean, what are you doing to relieve
the stress?
PARK: Oh.  I, um ... (she wracks her brain for a moment) ... read.
(She smiles unconvincingly.)

In the exercise room, Spencer is leading a group of crew members in vigorous
exercise.  He counts off the jumps they're doing.
SPENCER: Thirty-five!  Thirty-six!  Thirty-seven!  Thirty-eight!  Thirty-nine
...
(Later, they're doing a sequence of a squat thrust followed by standing up and
leaping into the air with arms raised before dropping to do another squat
thrust.  Spencer counts them through the thrust and jump.)
SPENCER: One-two-three, eighteen; one-two-three, nineteen ...
(Later they're doing some kind of relay race: they've been broken into four
teams and one member from each team is running back and forth across the room,
touching a spot on the floor at each end before turning and running back. 
Spencer yells at them angrily.)
SPENCER: Move it, move it!  Faster, come on, people, faster!  Faster, Franklin,
move it!  You're pathetic, Franklin, you know that?
(Franklin reaches one end of the room and touches the floor.  He stops,
exhausted and unable to turn.  Spencer storms over to him and points back to the
other side of the room.)
SPENCER: Go again!  *Again*, Franklin!  Move that fat ass!
(Doubled over and gasping for breath, Franklin vomits onto the floor.)
SPENCER: You're pathetic!  Go again!

EARTH.  Doctor Mehta drives Scott to a house and pulls up outside.
MEHTA: She's not cleared, so stick with the cover story.
(Scott nods and gets out of the car.  He walks to the front door and knocks. 
When there's no reply, he goes around the side of the house and looks around. 
Washing is hanging on a line.  As he looks around, he notices a small boy, about
eight years old, peeping out of a window at him.)
SCOTT: Hey there.  I'm looking for Annie Balic.  I'm an old friend of hers. 
Does she live here?
BOY: She's my mom.

At another house, Major Peterson is talking at the front door with the woman who
lives there, Sharon, explaining to her what she's about to see.  He turns and
heads back towards the car parked nearby.  Without waiting for him to reach the
car, Camille gets out and runs towards the front door where Sharon is standing
and watching her nervously.  Camille stops at the bottom of the steps leading up
to the front door, then hesitantly walks up them.  Sharon watches as a woman in
a military uniform with the name "Mooney" on it comes up the steps.  Sharon
looks at her in confusion as Mooney smiles at her happily.
SHARON: Is it really you?
WRAY (in Mandarin Chinese): Have you thrown away that ugly chair yet?
(Sharon gasps, then runs forward and wraps her arms around Camille's neck.  They
cling to each other, sobbing.)

DESTINY.  In the Control Room, Adam Brody is talking with Lisa and Volker. 
They're discussing Young's decision that nobody can use the Chair.
BRODY: If someone wants to volunteer to sit in it, why won't he let `em?
PARK: He's trying to protect us.
BRODY: Oh, please!
VOLKER: It's politics.  He resists at first, comes round eventually, gives it
the green light and if it works he's the big hero; and if it doesn't, well ...
(He looks around at Rush who has been standing nearby, taking no part in the
discussion.)
VOLKER: ... you get to take the blame.
RUSH (quietly): Yes.

INFIRMARY.  Chloe's psych evaluation.
ARMSTRONG: How am I coping?  Honestly, I don't know.  The people on board make
it easier, that's for sure.  I made some good friends ... and I met Matt, so
there's that to be grateful for.
JOHANSEN: So are things getting serious between you two?
ARMSTRONG: He's been a real comfort.  When we're together, it's not so lonely,
you know?
(T.J. smiles, but her smile is a little forced.  She looks sad and a little
jealous that Chloe has found happiness with someone while she herself is alone.)

WRAY HOUSE.  Camille takes a long hot shower, revelling in the joy of being
immersed in water again after the mist showers of Destiny.  Later, having dried
off, she dresses in some of her own clothes and walks happily out of the
dressing room and into the bedroom where Sharon is sitting on top of the bed and
giggling in delight at the sight of her.  They kiss deeply.
(Later they're in the kitchen and Camille is cooking a stir-fry meal in a wok. 
She picks out a piece of red pepper with chopsticks, blows on it to cool it and
offers it to Sharon, who eats it.  Camille continues cooking as Sharon cuddles
her from behind, the two of them laughing happily.)
(Later again, they're eating the meal and drinking wine while Camille talks and
talks, presumably telling Sharon all about events on Destiny.  Sharon looks
staggered by what she's being told.)

BALIC HOUSE.  Night has fallen and Scott and Mehta are sitting in the car
outside Annie's house.  The little boy peers around the curtains at them.
MEHTA: Say the word and I'll call Child Protective Services.
SCOTT: He says she'll be home soon.
MEHTA: Which was three hours ago.
SCOTT: I just wanna make sure that he ...
(He looks around as he sees a young woman walking down the road.  He gets out of
the car and trots over the road towards her.)
SCOTT: Annie Balic?
ANNIE: Yeah.
SCOTT: I'm, uh, I'm Colonel Telford.  I'm a friend of Matthew Scott's.
ANNIE (anxiously): Is he OK?
SCOTT: Yeah, he's fine.  He's on a mission.  It's classified.  I can't say
where, but he got your letter.  You said you needed to see him?

WRAY HOUSE.  Camille and Sharon are clearing the dinner table.
SHARON: Have you seen your parents?
WRAY (sighing): No point.  They're not cleared.  I can't tell them who I really
am.
SHARON: Well, you can tell them that their daughter's OK.  You can tell them
that she misses them, that she loves them.
(Camille leaves the dining room and heads for the living room.  Sharon follows
her.)
SHARON: Go see them.
WRAY: Mmm.
(She coughs pointedly and gestures towards an armchair nearby.)
SHARON: Ooh.  Umm, I *tried* to sell that.
WRAY (disbelievingly): Mm-hm.
SHARON: I *did*.
WRAY (disbelievingly): Right.
SHARON: I really ...
WRAY (disbelievingly): Yeah.
SHARON (exasperated): Mmm ...
(Smiling, she tugs Camille towards the sofa.)
SHARON: Come here.
(Camille sighs as they sit down.)
WRAY: You know, it's so strange, this other body.  You know, food doesn't taste
quite right; wine either.
(Smiling, Sharon pulls her backwards into her arms and strokes her hair. 
Camille makes an appreciative sound.)
WRAY: Now *this* ... this feels right.
(Sighing contentedly, she looks at a painting on the wall.  It's the same
tropical island scene that she was drawing earlier.)
WRAY: Well, so much for retiring to our beach.
(Sharon makes negative noises.)
SHARON: None of that right now.
(Camille looks at the picture for a moment longer, then lifts her head, staring
at it.)
WRAY: I forgot the row boat.
SHARON: Hmm?
(The picture that she drew earlier only showed the beach, the sea and the trees.
This painting has a wooden row boat on the beach.  Camille sits up, staring at
the painting, upset.)
WRAY: Why did I forget the row boat?
(She looks at the painting for a moment longer, then bows her head and begins to
cry.)
SHARON (softly): Hey, come here.
(She takes the wine glass from Camille's hand and puts it on the table.)
SHARON (softly): Come here.  Come on.
(Gently she pulls Camille back into her arms and holds her as she sobs.)
SHARON (softly): It's OK.

DESTINY.  Rush is walking along a corridor, fiddling with his broken spectacles.
T.J. catches up to him.
JOHANSEN: Hey, Doctor Rush.  You got a sec?
RUSH (not looking up or slowing down): No.
JOHANSEN: I'm doing psych evaluations for the entire crew.
RUSH: No thank you.
JOHANSEN: Colonel Young ordered them.  It's just a talk, see how you're doing,
give you a chance to voice any problems or frustrations.
(Rush walks ahead of her and reaches a doorway.  Stepping over the threshold, he
turns back to her.)
RUSH: Well, I'm fine.  No problems, no complaints.  Is that it?
(Smiling at her and not giving her a chance to answer, he hits the wall panel
and the doors slide closed between the two of them.)
JOHANSEN: Yeah(!)

EARTH.  BALIC HOUSE.  Annie has brought Scott inside the house, where the little
boy is staring at him nervously.
ANNIE: He's not usually this shy.  Must be the uniform.  He loves the military.
(Stroking her son's hair as she walks past, she picks up a box of cereal and
turns back to him.)
ANNIE: Did you eat?
(The boy nods.)
ANNIE: Go brush your teeth.
(The boy looks back towards Scott.)
ANNIE (sternly): Matthew, go.
(Scott looks in shock as the boy heads off to the bathroom.  He turns back to
Annie, startled.)
SCOTT: Is-is ...
(He remembers his situation just in time.)
SCOTT: ... is Lieutenant Scott ...?
ANNIE: I don't know how good of a friend you are or what he might have told you
about us ...
SCOTT: Uh, he said there was a pregnancy but that you were gonna ...
ANNIE: I couldn't.  I couldn't go through with it.
SCOTT (angrily): Why didn't you tell him?
ANNIE (defensively): I didn't wanna burden him.  He was dealing with a lot of
stuff at the time.
(She reaches down and picks up a bottle of wine, unscrews the top and pours
herself a large glass.)

DESTINY CONTROL ROOM.  Rush looks around at Brody, Park and Volker, who are all
busy looking at various consoles.  He types onto his own console, then leans
forward in amazement.
RUSH: Woah.
PARK: What is it?
(Rush looks at the screen and laughs in delight.  The others come over to him as
he continues to gaze at the information.)
RUSH: Then that's good.

INFIRMARY.  Greer's psych evaluation.
GREER: Look, there's a bad guy out there; put a gun in my hand, I'll go kill
him.  I'm not gonna lose any sleep over it.  Your ass needs saving, I'm gonna
save it or I'm gonna die trying.  I didn't ask to be like this.  (In a sing-song
voice) Nobody made me this way.
(He leans forward.)
GREER: D'you wanna riff about my – my childhood, how my daddy beat my ass,
really ... really messed me up?
(He laughs sarcastically.)
GREER: What, you think you can understand me?
JOHANSEN: No, I just wanna talk.
GREER: I wish people would just shut up, be happy for what I am.
JOHANSEN: People?
GREER: People that's willing or able to do what I do.
JOHANSEN: He fought in Desert Storm, didn't he?
(Greer looks at her warily.)
JOHANSEN: Your dad.
GREER (quietly, dangerously): I'm not talking about him.
JOHANSEN: You're the one who brought him up.  What was he like?
(Greer surges to his feet.  He stands there for a moment, then turns and walks
quickly to the doors.  Opening them, he walks away.)

EARTH.  BALIC HOUSE.  Scott sits at the table with Annie and watches as she
pours herself another glass of wine.  She seems to have got through about
two-thirds of the bottle.
ANNIE: My mom used to babysit him after school.  This is her house.  She died
last summer.  This new job, though – insane hours but the money is really good,
so I should be able to hire a sitter real soon.
SCOTT: Oh, what's the job?
(Annie takes a long drink before answering.)
ANNIE: I dance.
(She clears her throat awkwardly and tries to look at Scott without any guilt or
embarrassment.  He stares back at her.)
SCOTT: Matt said something about you going to college, becoming a lawyer.
ANNIE (smiling ruefully): Yeah.  That was then, right?
(There's a knock on the front door.  She goes to the door and lets Doctor Mehta
in.)
MEHTA (to Scott): It's time.
(He stands up and walks over to her.)
SCOTT: Hey, I need to use your cellphone, real quick.
(Sighing, she takes out her phone and gives it to him.)
SCOTT: Thanks.  (To Annie) I'll be right back.
(He heads outside.)

At Camille's house, Major Peterson has also knocked on the door.  Camille,
wearing Mooney's uniform again, answers.
PETERSON: Sorry.
WRAY: I'll be right there.
(He nods and heads back to the car as she closes the door again.  Standing
behind her, Sharon takes her hand as Camille fights back tears.)
SHARON: Come here.
(Camille turns towards her and Sharon takes her other hand too.)
SHARON: You are gonna take a deep breath and you're gonna find the strength, OK?
You're gonna go back to that ship and you are gonna work with those people,
motivate them, do whatever you need to do to get yourself back home.  (She
clasps Camille's hands tighter.)  `Cause I'm gonna be here.  I'm not going
anywhere.
WRAY: Promise?
SHARON (smiling): I already did that twelve years ago.
(Her face becomes serious.)
SHARON: The only thing that won't be here when you get back ...
(She takes a deep shaky breath.)
SHARON: ... will be that stupid chair over there.
(They both laugh, then lean together and kiss deeply.  Sharon gazes at Camille
fondly.)
SHARON (speaking Mandarin Chinese): Wo ai ni.
WRAY (softly): I love you too.
(They gaze at each other for a moment longer, then Camille reluctantly turns
towards the door and opens it.)
SHARON: Be right here.
WRAY: Mm-hm.
(Camille goes out and heads down the steps.  Sharon closes the door and turns
away from it, fighting her emotions for a moment, then breaks down in tears.)

BALIC HOUSE.  Annie drains another glass of wine as Scott comes back in.
SCOTT: OK, OK, so they just patched me through to Matt and, um, and I told him.
(Annie gasps.)
ANNIE: He was angry, wasn't he?
SCOTT: He's gonna need some time.  It's a lot to take in right now.  But anyway,
long story short ...
(He sits down on the sofa beside her.  Annie uncurls her legs from under her and
leans away from him nervously.)
SCOTT: ... the mission that he's on right now takes care of him financially, so
he's going to arrange to have his monthly Air Force cheque directly deposited
into your bank account.
(Annie smiles in surprise and delight.)
ANNIE: Really?
SCOTT: That way, you can ... you can quit your job, you can go back to school,
you know, and follow through with your dreams of being ...
(Annie's smile has faded and now she leans forward.)
ANNIE: Wait a minute.  If Matt wants to help us out, that's great.
(She stands up.)
ANNIE: But, uh, I'm OK with my job.
SCOTT (also standing): Whoa, wait, what about college?
ANNIE: Me, a lawyer?  Yeah, like *that* was ever gonna happen.
SCOTT: Did you even try?
ANNIE: Tell Matt thanks, but I've got things under control here.  He doesn't
have to worry about us.

Major Peterson has driven Camille to her parents' house where she – or, from
their perspective, Mooney – is talking to them on their doorstep.  She finishes
the conversation and turns away as they go back indoors.  She walks over to the
car, gets in and looks across at Peterson.
WRAY: *Told* you it wouldn't take long.

DESTINY.  In the Control Room, Rush is explaining to Young and Eli what he has
discovered.
RUSH: I've been able to access the sub-space link between Destiny and the
unmanned ships that were sent out ahead of her.
YOUNG: The ones seeding the Stargates on the planets.
RUSH: Yeah.  We now have data on literally thousands of Gates that have already
been seeded.  Only managed to get through a fraction of it, but I found
something quite interesting.
(He pulls up the information on the console and gestures towards it. Eli leans
closer, awestruck.)
WALLACE: Woah!  Almost the same mineral composition as the Icarus planet.
YOUNG: How long?
RUSH: One year away.  Naturally-occurring naqahdria throughout the planet's
crust.  Ample power for our needs.
FRANKLIN (smiling hopefully): One more year, we can gate back home?
RUSH: Well, it's not quite as simple as that.
WALLACE: We have to learn how to steer the ship ...
RUSH: ... how to orbit the planet ...
WALLACE: ... not to mention how to make the Gate work to dial home from there
...
RUSH: Yes.  As I said, much to be done ...
(He turns to Young.)
RUSH: ... but we will of course need the master code.
YOUNG: Well, then, you'd better get to work cracking it.  Sounds like you've got
the better part of a year.
(He starts to walk away.)
RUSH: But the neural interface device ...
YOUNG (turning back to him): ... is still off limits.  God!  You think I don't
know what you're doing here?
(He points at him angrily.)
YOUNG: Crack the damned code, Rush.  That's your job.
(He leaves the room and reaches the Communications Lab just as Camille and
Scott, newly returned to their own bodies, are leaving the room.)
YOUNG: Hey, how'd it go?
WRAY (flatly): Great.
(She walks away.  Young looks at Scott.)
YOUNG: And you?
(Scott walks to the doorway, stops and tries to smile at the colonel.)
SCOTT: Uh, great.
(He too walks away.)
YOUNG: Hmm!

MESS.  The news of the Icarus-like planet has spread.  Many people are in the
Mess and their attention is on Rush who is sitting at one of the tables still
fiddling with his spectacles.
RIVERS (excited): One year and we're out of here?
RUSH: Well, first we have to do what's necessary.
(Greer leans on the table and glares down at him.)
GREER: Then get to it.
RUSH: I will, but we'll need your, uh ... support, shall we say?
(He looks up at Greer, perhaps trying to remind him – without actually saying it
– that earlier he had said that he would sit in the Chair if it would get
everyone home.)
GREER: Look, if it means getting off of this tin can ...
(He straightens up and looks around the Mess.)
GREER: ... then we're *all* in.
(At the side of the room, Spencer is staring off into the distance.)
SPENCER: I can't wait another year.
(He heads for the doorway.)
SPENCER: I want off this ship now.
GREER: Chill out, Spencer.
(Spencer keeps walking.)
GREER: A year's a hell of a lot better than forever.
(As Spencer disappears from view, Greer turns back to Rush, who has finally
finished tinkering with his spectacles.  He has fashioned a new arm to replace
the broken one and now he puts the glasses on and settles them onto his nose. 
He blinks as he adjusts to the improved vision.)
RUSH: Wow.  (He smiles at Greer.)  That *is* much better.

INFIRMARY.  Volker's psych evaluation.
VOLKER: We'll crack it.  (He smiles at T.J.)  I know we will.  If we can't, I
know that Colonel Young will give us access to the Chair.  He *has* to.  A
chance like this – it's our ticket home.
JOHANSEN: The word's getting round.  I mean, everyone's really excited.
VOLKER (laughing): Well, yeah.  It's good timing, too, `cause I don't know about
you ... (he becomes more serious) ... but I was getting to the end of my rope
here.
(He smiles, a little wild-eyed.  T.J. looks at him with concern.)

SCOTT'S QUARTERS.  Scott is lying asleep in bed.  He has a brief flash of a
woman pouring a glass of red wine and smiling.  He snaps awake and – even though
his eyes are now open – has another flash of the woman.  This time the image is
clearer.  She is sitting opposite him at a table and is laughing and smiling
happily.  She looks at him, clearly enjoying his company ... and she is Emily
Young.  Scott wakes up fully, gasps and sits up in bed.

Later, Scott has dressed and gone to Young's office to tell him of what he saw.
SCOTT: It's weird.  I've never even met your wife, only saw that one picture you
had in your office at Icarus.
(Young sighs.)
YOUNG: Telford.  You connected with him.
SCOTT: Well, so, what?  Is this a residual memory of his, has it somehow
transferred to my subconscious?
(Young fiddles with his wedding ring, twisting it around on his finger.)
SCOTT: Doesn't mean it was an actual memory.  It could have been one of *his*
dreams.  I mean, just because I saw her doesn't mean the two of ...
(He trails off, not wanting to follow that train of thought.)
YOUNG: Huh.  Thanks.
(Scott nods awkwardly and leaves the room.  Young continues to twist his wedding
ring.)

CORRIDOR.  Camille is walking along as T.J. joins her.
JOHANSEN: Camille!
WRAY: T.J., hi.  Doctor Brody told me about a planet Rush discovered in the
database.  Is it true?
JOHANSEN: Yeah.  *Finally* some good news.
WRAY: Oh, I hope it pans out the way he says it will.
JOHANSEN: Yeah, so listen.  While you were gone Colonel Young asked me to do
psych evaluations on the entire crew, assess people's state of mind, any red
flags that we might need to be aware of.
WRAY: Yeah, that's a good idea.
JOHANSEN: Yeah, so I was just kinda wondering if you had some time to maybe sit
down and talk to me.
WRAY: Oh, uh, right.  Um, no problem ... but, you know, I have some things I
need to do today.  (She starts to hurry away.)  Is tomorrow OK?
JOHANSEN: Yeah, OK!  Tomorrow's good.

CORRIDOR.  Jeremy Franklin is walking along, head down as he scribbles on a pad.
Spencer storms around the corner and the two of them bump into each other.
FRANKLIN: Sorry!
(Spencer shoves him away angrily.)
SPENCER: Watch where you're going.
FRANKLIN: Easy.  I said sorry.
SPENCER (shoving him again): And fat people should just get out of your way.
FRANKLIN: What the hell's your problem?
SPENCER (shoving him again): *My* problem is fat-asses like you clogging up the
hallway.
(Young surges out of a side corridor, grabs Spencer and slams him back against
the wall.)
SPENCER (trying to push forward): What did I do?
YOUNG (slamming him back again): Listen to me.  I don't know what the hell your
problem is, but you'd better get it together fast.
SPENCER: He ran into *me* ...
YOUNG: Shut *up*!  (He slams him back yet again.)  I don't care who ran into
who.  You keep pulling this crap, I'm gonna lock you up for good, you got that?
(Spencer glowers over his shoulder at Franklin, as if promising him retribution
later.  He never answers Young, but Young gets fed up with waiting and shoves
him aside.)
YOUNG: Get out of here.  Take a walk.
(Spencer glares at him for a long moment, then turns and walks away, throwing
another dark look over his shoulder as he goes.  Young watches him for a few
seconds, then turns and walks away himself, leaving Franklin standing bewildered
in the middle of the corridor.)

OBSERVATION DECK.  Scott has sat down with Chloe and told her what happened
during his trip to Earth.
ARMSTRONG: A son!  Wow!  That is, um ... it's wild!
SCOTT: Yeah, tell me about it!
ARMSTRONG: What's his name?
SCOTT: Matthew.  (He smiles at her.)  I've got an eight year old kid named after
me.  How weird is that?!
(Chloe puts her hand on his knee supportively.)
ARMSTRONG: Are you OK?
SCOTT: Yeah.  It's a lot to deal with.  I'm a little angry that she didn't tell
me, that I couldn't be there for him.
ARMSTRONG: Look, one more year and then you can take him to soccer games and
Little League.
(He smiles briefly.)
ARMSTRONG: What's the mother like?
SCOTT: She's got her issues.
ARMSTRONG: You two were close?
SCOTT: Not really.  Well, um, yeah, you know, for a short time, but things
happened, we lost touch.
ARMSTRONG: Until now.

ELI'S QUARTERS.  Eli is so tired that his eyes are full of tears but he is still
at his console and reading.  A new screen comes up and he frowns as he starts to
read it, then his eyes widen.

EARTH.  Colonel Telford gets out of his car, locks it and heads towards Emily
Young's house.  In a nearby parked car, Major Peterson looks across to a man in
the passenger seat whose uniform reads "Roberts" and who is glaring at Telford
angrily.  He gets out of the car and, of course, it's Young in Roberts' body. 
He walks to the wall outside the house and peers around it.  He can see Emily
and Telford in the kitchen laughing together as Telford takes a drink from a
bottle of beer.  Young hurries to the front door, opens it without knocking and
storms inside.  Telford stares in confusion as Roberts storms over to him.
TELFORD: What the hell are you doing, airman?
(Young points his finger into Telford's face as he reaches him.)
YOUNG: You stay away from my wife, you pathetic piece of scum.
EMILY (bewildered): Everett?
TELFORD: You keep your finger out of my face.
EMILY: Everett?
YOUNG (to Telford): Is that how you get back at me?  You pretend to be me, crawl
into bed with my wife?
EMILY: No, he didn't pretend to be you!  He never pretended to be you.
(Telford walks away as Emily talks with her husband.)
EMILY: He told me who he was all along.  And I didn't sleep with him, by the
way, but thanks for not jumping to conclusions.  He's a friend.  He's helping
support me through this.
YOUNG: So, what, really?  Is that-is that right?
EMILY (angrily): Not all men are like you ... and I know you're still sleeping
with her.
(Young gasps in shock and anger.)
YOUNG: Did *he* tell you this?
(He looks across to Telford, who is making a call on his cellphone.  Young
pauses for a moment, then surges towards him.)
EMILY: Everett!
(Telford clicks his phone shut and turns to face him.)
(At that very moment Young switches back into his own body and sits up from
where Roberts had been lying down on the wall bench in the Communications Lab on
board Destiny.  He stares at the activation box in shock and scrambles to his
feet, turning to Doctor Boone who is sitting in the room with him.)
YOUNG: What happened?  What just happened?
BOONE (jumping up and going over to the box): Um ... (he pokes at the box
uselessly) ... the connection must have been severed, Colonel.  I don't know
why.
YOUNG: You're kidding me.
(He storms out of the room.  Scott and Eli are talking nearby and turn as they
see him.)
SCOTT: Colonel Young.
YOUNG: Not now.
(He continues down the corridor but the other two follow after him.)
SCOTT: Eli was just checking the planetary database.
WALLACE: The sub-space link from the ships that are seeding the Gates.  I came
across something that didn't quite fit with the coordinates that were
established on the previous ...
YOUNG (still walking along the corridor with the other two in rapid pursuit):
Can't this wait?
SCOTT: No, sir, it can't.
WALLACE: Rush lied.
(This finally brings Young to an abrupt halt.  He stops, lowers his head for a
moment, then turns back to the others.)
WALLACE: The Icarus planet that he discovered a year away – it doesn't exist.
(Behind Young, Camille walks around the corner and stops as she hears what Eli
is saying.)
WALLACE: It's fake data.  He planted it himself.
(Camille's eyes fill with tears.  Young turns around and sees her standing
there.)

LATER.  Young is confronting Rush with what he knows.  Rush is sitting on a wall
bench calmly, fiddling with his newly mended glasses, while Young paces around
in front of him.
YOUNG: You lied to these people.
RUSH: I gave them hope.
YOUNG: *False* hope, Rush.
RUSH: Yeah, well so was dialling Earth.  I knew it was pointless at the time but
you persisted.  Why?  To boost morale.  You tell me the difference.
YOUNG: I'll tell you the difference.  One's a lie.
RUSH: Who cares?
(Young looks at him.)
RUSH: Who else knows about this, then?
YOUNG: Wray overheard, so we can assume everyone knows on the ship.
(Rush stands up and starts to pace angrily.)
RUSH (sarcastically): Oh, well done, Colonel.  You've just ruined the chance to
maximise productivity.
YOUNG: I wasn't the one who planted false information.
RUSH (turning back): Look, there may very well be an Icarus-type planet buried
in the data.  There may very well be.  I've only begun to scratch the surface,
but I'd be a lot further on if you would just let me use that ...
YOUNG (interrupting): *Again* with the Chair.
RUSH: *Yes*, the Chair!  It could be our salvation ...
YOUNG (interrupting furiously): And it could *kill* somebody!
RUSH (angrily): A sacrifice that could save the lives of everyone else on this
ship!
(Young walks to the closed doors of the room and slams his hand against the wall
panel.  The doors slide open.  Young turns back and gets right into Rush's
face.)
YOUNG (calmly): I'm not stopping you, Rush.  Go, sit.  Be my guest.
(Rush stares at him for a moment, then his face crumples and he lowers his eyes
and turns away.)
YOUNG: That's what I thought.
(Giving Rush a contemptuous look, he walks away.  Rush grimaces.)

Elsewhere on the ship, Eli is walking past the entrance to the shuttle.  He
looks inside and sees Scott sitting in the pilot's seat.  He strolls in.
WALLACE: Hey.
(Scott sinks his head back onto the headrest as if Eli was the last person he
wanted to talk to right now, but then lifts his head again and puts a brave face
on.)
SCOTT: Hey.
WALLACE: You hiding out too?  T.J.'s doing her psych evals.  I've been trying to
avoid her.
SCOTT: Why?
WALLACE: Oh, you start opening up, you end up saying all sorts of personal stuff
you probably shouldn't, and then you have to live with these people, see `em
every day, have her give you weird looks as she passes you in the hall.  Gets
awkward.
(He sits down in the chair nearest to the pilot's seat.  There's an
uncomfortable pause, then Eli turns to Scott as a thought occurs to him.)
WALLACE: Chloe tells me you're a dad!  (He grins.)  Congrats!  You've got
yourself a Mini-Matt!
(He laughs.  Scott, on the other hand, has a straight face as he hunches forward
in his seat.  Seeing his face, Eli rolls his eyes.)
WALLACE: See?  That's what I'm talking about.  I speak and say things I
shouldn't and I-and I-and I-I talk before I think ...
SCOTT: It's OK.
WALLACE: No, no!  Look at you!  You're ... you're bummed.  You just found out
that you have a son!  But now he's probably not ever gonna get the chance to
actually meet you and that *sucks*.  You don't wanna talk about that!
(Scott closes his eyes briefly, then opens them and turns to look at Eli.  Eli
sees that his eyes are full of tears.)
WALLACE (quietly): I'm gonna go now.
(Scott nods, smiling gratefully.  Eli opens his mouth, trying to think of
something comforting to say, but then stands up and leaves the shuttle.)

In the shower room, Camille is naked in one of the cubicles.  She is enveloped
in the misty spray, and is sobbing with grief.

MESS.  T.J. comes in and sees Young sitting alone in there, some distance from
the Mess staff.  She goes over to him.
JOHANSEN: I've completed fourteen psych evals, I have eight more scheduled and I
think the rest of the ship's avoiding me.
(She sits down beside him and looks at him.)
JOHANSEN: What's wrong?
YOUNG: Bad day.
JOHANSEN: Lot of those lately, huh?
(She keeps looking at him but he won't turn his face to her.)
JOHANSEN (softly): Hey, something else is bothering you.
(Still he won't turn his head.)
JOHANSEN (softly): What happened?
YOUNG: This my psych eval?
JOHANSEN: It *can* be.  (She pauses for a moment.)  Come on, talk to me.
(He glances across at her, then looks again as if really realising that she's
there.  He holds her gaze for a long moment, perhaps wondering whether he can
trust her, or burden her, with the full story, but then decides against it.  He
shakes his head.)
YOUNG: Bad day.
(He stands up and leaves.)

EARTH.  In Homeworld Security's Communications Lab, a young soldier called Lucas
jolts as the stones do a body swap.  Major Peterson walks over to him.
PETERSON: Doctor Volker?
(Lucas' body looks up at him.)
LUCAS: Yes.
PETERSON: Welcome to Earth.  I'm Major Peterson.  I've got a car waiting for you
– anywhere you wanna go.
(Lucas nods and stands up.)

TELFORD HOUSE.  Telford comes out of his house and walks down the path towards
his car.  Just as he reaches it, Lucas runs over and, as Telford sees him
reflected in the car window and turns around, Lucas punches him hard in the face
twice.  Telford retaliates as best he can and gets in a couple of punches but
Lucas thumps him several more times and gets in a really solid punch to his
face, dropping Telford to the ground.  Lucas – or rather, as we suspected all
along, Young – looks down at Telford as he rolls over onto his back, his face a
bloody mess.

DESTINY.  On the Observation Deck, Chloe is again doing her exercise routine. 
This time, as she leans forward and carefully balances on one leg, Eli leans
into view also on one leg, having joined her in her exercises.
(In her quarters, Camille is completing her drawing of the tropical island scene
by adding in the row boat.)
(In her quarters, Lisa Park is half undressed and smiling happily as the dog
tags of the soldier on top of her dangle into her face.  She kisses him, then
rolls him over so that she's sitting on top of him.  She brushes her long hair
back from her face before leaning down to him again.  But it's not Rivers she's
with this time – it's Ronald Greer.)
(In the Control Room, Rush – wearing his mended spectacles – is looking at his
console screen.  Without looking up he says something to Brody, who brings over
a small device and, glaring at him with hatred, hands it to him.  As he walks
away, Rush catches the last of the look and watches him leave, shocked by the
fierceness of Brody's glare.  And a nearby Kino relays all the footage to Young
who is watching from another room.)
(In the hydroponics lab, Franklin hurries over to one of the tanks and stares in
amazement at a single green shoot poking up from it.)
(In his quarters, Sergeant Spencer lies on his bed and stares upwards
unblinking.)
(In the shuttle, Scott gazes out at the F.T.L. vortex, the tears in his eyes
occasionally dripping down his face.)
(And all the while Destiny continues her journey onwards and further away from
Earth.)

Of course, one of the things that I can *never* get across in a transcript is
the awesome background music for this series, done once again by the god that is
Joel Goldsmith.  Although he did the background music for both SG-1 and
Atlantis, his music for Universe is totally different but just as amazing.  I
have been in floods of tears during both "Air part 3" and "Light" simply because
of the beauty of the background music.  (And floods of tears is not good when
you're trying to watch the screen and type!!)

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hasn't seen the actual episodes, please tell me: are you able to follow what's
going on without seeing them visually?  "Universe" is a much more complicated
and detailed series than "SG-1" and "Atlantis" ever were.  I'm finding it very
hard to try and describe people's subtle actions, facial expressions etc in
enough detail so that those who are relying solely on the transcript can follow
properly.  So, is it working, or is the recent silence on here because
everyone's given up and is either waiting for the DVDs or isn't going to bother?
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I don't have cable TV and am only reading the transcripts.  I have no trouble
following them at all.  I do enjoy the transcripts, but I haven't decided if
this series will be good enough to bother with buying the DVD sets or not.  (I
now own all the DVD sets for the entire series of SG-1 and Atlantis, plus the
SG-1 movies, but I haven't decided yet how I feel about SGU.)

I know I don't say it enough but thank you Callie for all your hard work.

Your transcripts have saved me countless hours in fic research

denise

Hi Callie,
I totally rely on your transcripts for my "viewing" pleasure for the new series.
We do not have cable where we live, (in the boonies of Alaska)  Perhaps someday.
I love how you do them.  I do feel like I am there seeing things unfold before
my eyes.   So I for one appreciate it sooooooooooooooo much.  You give very good
attention to each detail.  I am sure it will be a whole different experience
once I do see them on the screen, but this way gives me a chance to do so in my
own minds eye.  I do not feel like I am being left out of the  Stargate
experience.  TY TY TY TY TY TY TY....
sharron h.

please always remember to clip your replies if the post contains the transcript.
Makes it much easier when they arrive in your inbox if you get it in the digest
form like I do.  Thanks!

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hasn't seen the actual episodes, please tell me: are you able to follow what's
going on without seeing them visually?  "Universe" is a much more complicated
and detailed series than "SG-1" and "Atlantis" ever were.  I'm finding it very
hard to try and describe people's subtle actions, facial expressions etc in
enough detail so that those who are relying solely on the transcript can follow
properly.  So, is it working, or is the recent silence on here because
everyone's given up and is either waiting for the DVDs or isn't going to bother?
>

I can't speak for everyone, but I think you are doing a brillent job Callie.

I have not seen all of the espiodes but you would not know that by reading your
transcripts.  And for the espiodes that I have seen, your transcripts are
picture perfect.  No complains or problems from me.

Thanks Callie, for all your hard work.

John

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> --- In Stargate_SG-1_and_Atlantis_Transcripts@yahoogroups.com, shawn edwards
<sae1969@> wrote:
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> > Thank you, thank you!!
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> > Shawn
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> Thank *you*, Shawn.  I was starting to think that I was posting to a ghost
town!
>
> So while I'm on, and if anybody's actually reading these transcripts but
hasn't seen the actual episodes, please tell me: are you able to follow what's
going on without seeing them visually?  "Universe" is a much more complicated
and detailed series than "SG-1" and "Atlantis" ever were.  I'm finding it very
hard to try and describe people's subtle actions, facial expressions etc in
enough detail so that those who are relying solely on the transcript can follow
properly.  So, is it working, or is the recent silence on here because
everyone's given up and is either waiting for the DVDs or isn't going to bother?
>

After reading some comments on the Gateworld Forum, I realised that the
contraption which Eli was using to carry the Kino around on the planet wasn't a
shoulder yoke at all but a military helmet.  He taped the Kino onto the top of
it.  I don't know why I missed it, because the helmet was obviously there beside
him at the beginning of the scene, and he equally obviously picked up the Kino
and moved it across to the helmet and started to tape it onto it.  But somehow I
just didn't notice all this despite watching the scene three times.  I ought to
be too young to be having senior moments like this!!

Anyway, I have amended the transcript accordingly and will repost it in the
Files section shortly.

Apologies!  Are any of the ListMoms around and able to edit the earlier posting
of the transcript in the Messages (and Shawn's reply which also contains the
full transcript) to advise that there's a revised version in the Files section? 
I can't do that myself.  Thanks.

Callie

--- In Stargate_SG-1_and_Atlantis_Transcripts@yahoogroups.com, shawn edwards
<sae1969@...> wrote:
>
> Thank you, thank you!!
>
> Shawn

Thank *you*, Shawn.  I was starting to think that I was posting to a ghost town!

So while I'm on, and if anybody's actually reading these transcripts but hasn't
seen the actual episodes, please tell me: are you able to follow what's going on
without seeing them visually?  "Universe" is a much more complicated and
detailed series than "SG-1" and "Atlantis" ever were.  I'm finding it very hard
to try and describe people's subtle actions, facial expressions etc in enough
detail so that those who are relying solely on the transcript can follow
properly.  So, is it working, or is the recent silence on here because
everyone's given up and is either waiting for the DVDs or isn't going to bother?

108 TIME

Transcript by Callie Sullivan


KINO VISION.  Nearly all offworld scenes in this episode are seen through the
lens of a Kino.  At present it is floating several yards away from an offworld
Stargate which is situated in the middle of a jungle.  The Kino is high above
the ramp leading down from the Stargate and it watches as eleven crew members
from Destiny come through.  The civilian members of the team are carrying small
cases and bags, apparently intending to conduct scientific exploration.  Matthew
Scott is in charge of the military contingent and calls out to the marines.
SCOTT: Secure the perimeter.
(As the last member of the team, Nicholas Rush, comes down the ramp, Ronald
Greer looks at their surroundings.)
GREER: Welcome to the jungle.
SCOTT (to everyone): OK, let's get to work.

The Kino fritzes frequently during all the following footage, sometimes because
of the way that Eli Wallace – who is controlling it – shuts off and then
re-starts filming, but sometimes it seems as if it just fritzes of its own
accord.

Later, Eli walks over to Chloe Armstrong.  She is collecting fruit from a tree
near the Gate.  He aims the Kino towards her and `interviews' her.
WALLACE: So, your first alien planet!  Everything you expected?  More?  Less?
ARMSTRONG: We saw what it was gonna be like on the Kino.
WALLACE: Eh, true!
ARMSTRONG: Although it *is* nice to get off the ship, get some fresh air – even
if it *is* a bit sticky.
WALLACE: So you're not nervous at all?  (He tries to make his voice dramatic and
scary.)  Afraid some giant alien insect is going to come out and bite you?
(He gestures towards her as if his hands are the pincers of the giant alien
insect, and hisses scarily.  Chloe just looks at him.)
WALLACE: All righty, I'm sure it's perfectly safe.
ARMSTRONG: Everyone has to pitch in and do their share.
SCOTT (walking past): Including you, Eli.

Later, Eli sits down on a tree trunk and sighs tiredly.  He looks across to
Sergeant Marsden who stands nearby and looks back at him stony-faced.
WALLACE: What?  I need a break!
(He takes a drink from a water bottle.)
WALLACE: It's *so* hot!
(He looks at Marsden again, who is still staring at him accusingly.)
WALLACE: All you're doing is standing there!
MARSDEN: Making sure nothing crawls up your ass.
WALLACE: And I appreciate that.
(He picks up the remote and zooms the Kino's footage past Marsden's shoulder and
a few yards further on where Chloe and Scott are chatting and giggling
comfortably together.)

Later, Eli has found Vanessa James who is squatting down and packing something
into a bag.
WALLACE: So, how's it going?
JAMES: Good.
WALLACE: Digging?
JAMES: Yeah.
WALLACE: You doing OK?  In general?
JAMES: I'm fine.
WALLACE: Good.  Good.  That's excellent.
(Looking for a way to get away from the awkward conversation, he perks up as
T.J. Johansen and Sergeant Marsden laugh heartily.  He walks over to them,
aiming the Kino towards them.)
WALLACE: What's so funny?
JOHANSEN (giggling): Oh, nothing.
(She and Marsden continue to laugh.)
WALLACE (joining in with the laughter): No, no, seriously.  You're laughing
pretty hard.
(T.J. and Marsden start to completely crack up.)
WALLACE: Come on!  Tell me!
(T.J., unable to speak through her laughter, waves her hand helplessly to
indicate her inability to tell him, then she and Marsden walk off in different
directions, still giggling.)
WALLACE: Why won't you tell me?!
(His face falls as they get further away from him.)
WALLACE (hurt): It's about *me*, isn't it?  T.J. ...
(He follows after her.)

Later, some of the group are laying out their finds on a sheet on the ground. 
Rush is adding a handful of what look like pears to the collection of various
fruits, tubers and nuts.
ARMSTRONG: How are we supposed to know what's safe to eat?
JOHANSEN: We can't know for sure.
WALLACE: What's that saying?  "A starving man ..."
(Unable to remember the rest of the saying, he picks up a small yellow fruit and
bites into it.  He chews on it for a moment, then turns and spits it out in
disgust.  Scott snorts laughter.)
SCOTT: Maybe it wasn't ripe!
WALLACE: Try it!
(He tosses it towards Scott, who instinctively catches it, then drops it to the
ground.)
SCOTT: Uh, no.  No thanks!
(Eli reaches for another item on the sheet but Rush catches his arm and pushes
it away.)
RUSH: You've just exposed yourself now.
WALLACE: C'mon, seriously?
RUSH: Yeah.
JOHANSEN: If you had a reaction, we wouldn't know which one caused it.
(Eli turns and spits, trying to get rid of the taste in his mouth.  Adam Brody
walks over.)
BRODY: Uh, Volker just puked.
(The group moves over to Dale Volker, who is sitting on a tree stump and looking
very poorly.)
JOHANSEN: Have you eaten anything here?
(Volker shakes his head.  T.J. looks up and realises that the Kino is very close
to Volker's head.)
JOHANSEN (reprovingly): Eli.
WALLACE: Hmm?  Ooh, sorry.  Sorry!
(He backs the Kino away.)
JOHANSEN (to Volker): Are you staying hydrated?
(He nods.)
JOHANSEN: OK.  What about any numbness or ...  How's your vision?
VOLKER: Oh, it's ... my head's pounding and my neck's a little ...
(Without warning, he passes out and tumbles sideways off the stump.  T.J.
manages to break the worst of his fall and Scott helps her lie him down.)
SCOTT: We should get him back to the ship.  Eli, dial back.
(As Eli hurries away, Scott makes soothing noises to Volker.)
SCOTT (gently): Hey, hey-hey-hey-hey-hey.
(With no warning, Chloe, standing nearby, drops to the ground unconscious. 
Others standing near her cry out in alarm and reach for her but she's already on
the ground.  Lisa Park hurries over and tends to her.  Eli instantly turns back
and lurks nearby, worried and unable to help.)

A little later, Chloe has regained consciousness and is sitting on the stump and
drinking from a water bottle.  T.J. squats beside her, watching her with
concern.
ARMSTRONG: I don't know.  I just started feeling dizzy.  It came on pretty fast.
(T.J. puts the back of her hand to Chloe's forehead.)
JOHANSEN: It feels like you're running a temperature.
ARMSTRONG: I thought it was just the heat.
JOHANSEN: Is your neck bothering you?
ARMSTRONG: Yeah, it just started.  It's stiff at the back, mostly.
SCOTT: Eli?
WALLACE: Right.  I'm on it.
(As he turns towards the Gate and activates his remote, Scott calls out to
everyone.)
SCOTT: OK, guys, listen up.  Get your stuff.  We're buggin' out.
(The Gate begins to dial out as everyone starts gathering their equipment.  T.J.
jumps up and hurries over to Scott.)
JOHANSEN (quietly): Wait-wait-wait.  We can't leave.  If it's something that
they got here, it could be contagious.
SCOTT: So what are we supposed to do?
(T.J. looks at her watch.)
JOHANSEN: We have thirty-six hours before the Destiny leaves.  For the sake of
everyone else on board, I say we ... we wait.
SCOTT: Here?  For what?
JOHANSEN: At least for a little while, just see how this plays out.
(Unhappily, Scott walks away and heads towards the Gate.  Rush, who was standing
nearby and heard the entire conversation, looks equally unhappy, and now notices
the Kino gently floating towards him.  He scowls at it, reaches out and slams
his palm over the lens.)

Shortly afterwards, the Gate is open and T.J. is reporting over radio to Colonel
Young.  The Kino is still filming everything.
JOHANSEN: It could be anything, really – a virus, a bacteria.  There's no way to
know if it's airborne.
YOUNG (over radio): You've only been there three hours.
JOHANSEN: I know.  If it's something they picked up locally, then the
progression is unfolding quickly.  Sir, until we know more, I'm recommending
that we don't return to the Destiny with anything that might be contagious.
YOUNG (over radio): Roger that.
JOHANSEN: Let us know if anyone on board is exhibiting similar symptoms.  At
least that way we'll know for sure if it has nothing to do with this planet.
YOUNG (over radio): Will do.  Check in every hour, regardless.
SCOTT: Copy that.
YOUNG (over radio): Young out.
(Rush, standing nearby, throws his hands up in irritated despair.  Eli turns and
raises his eyebrows at the Kino.)

Later, everyone is sitting or standing around.  Greer has brought a music player
of some kind and is playing some loud, rather annoying music.
SCOTT: Shut it off, Greer!
(Greer turns the device off and walks away.  Rush and T.J. are talking nearby.)
RUSH: You must have *some* suspicions.  I've seen you giving them shots!
JOHANSEN: I started them both on high doses of antibiotics.  I hate to waste it
but, given the symptoms of headache, fever and neck pain, it's better to be safe
than sorry.
RUSH: OK, so what is it?  Bacterial meningitis?
JOHANSEN: I don't know.  But it if turns out that's what it is, and I haven't
done anything, they could die quickly.
RUSH: You don't know.  You're using up our antibiotics on a hunch.
JOHANSEN: Yes.  That was my judgement call.
(Rush gestures at her angrily and walks away.)
RUSH: That's great(!)

Later, Scott is sitting beside Chloe and rubbing at the back of his neck with
one hand.

Shortly afterwards, Greer has found something and has returned to collect Rush,
Scott and Eli.  The three of them are following Greer through the jungle to look
at his discovery.
WALLACE: Thought you said it wasn't far.
GREER: It's not.
(Eli looks back at Scott.)
WALLACE: You doing OK?
SCOTT: Yeah, fine.
GREER: Over here.
WALLACE: Whoa!  What is that smell?!
RUSH: It's sulphur.
(He pulls out a handkerchief and puts it over his nose and mouth.  Meanwhile Eli
has seen Greer's discovery – what looks like a termite mound about four feet
high.  Steam or smoke is rising from it.)
WALLACE: Hate to see the ants that made those!
(As Eli looks around to check that the Kino is still following them, Rush goes
over to the mound and – with his handkerchief still over his face – leans
forward to look into it.)
WALLACE: Hey, hell, hello!  What are you doing?!  Haven't you seen "Alien"?!
(Rush leans back from the mound, coughing from the fumes.)
GREER: You think this is what's making people sick?
RUSH: I dunno.
(He leans over the mound again, shining his flashlight down it.)
GREER: They make chemical weapons from this stuff.
RUSH (backing away from the mound): Yeah, I know.  But we don't know the exact
compound, the concentration.
(Nervously, Eli steps closer to the mound and tries to peer down it, but the
fumes drive him back.)
WALLACE: Ooh!
GREER: Well, there's more over here ...
(He turns to lead them onwards.)
RUSH: No, no, it's all right, I believe you.
GREER: Look, I'm just saying I know she doesn't want to make anybody else on the
ship sick.  But what if it's staying here that's gonna kill us?
(Rush leans into the mound one more time and tries to shine the light through
the fumes, but once again the smell drives him back.)

Later.  Night has fallen and it's pouring with rain.  Eli and Rush are sitting
side by side near the Gate with a tarpaulin over their heads.  The military crew
are keeping an eye on the surrounding area.
WALLACE: Well, this couldn't get much worse.
RUSH: I'm afraid that's a failure of imagination.
WALLACE: Top five desert island movies.
(Rush turns and gives him a look.)
WALLACE: What?!  It'll help pass the time!
(Rush turns away and shakes his head in despair.)
WALLACE: OK, *I'll* go first.  "Hackers."  Obvious, I know.  "The Matrix."  (He
laughs.) "Old School" – you've gotta have something to make you laugh, right? 
(He thinks for a moment.)  If trilogies count as one, then all three original
"Star Wars", but if only one, then-then "Empire".  Uh, four ...  (He thinks
again.)  Man, this is hard!  I could pick so many!  Maybe it should be top ten.
(Scott walks close by and calls out.)
SCOTT: T.J.
JOHANSEN (a little distance away): Yeah?
WALLACE: "Good Will Hunting" has got to be in there somewhere ...
(Seeing Scott's expression, Rush stands up, leaves the shelter of the tarpaulin
and goes over to him.  T.J. also comes over.)
SCOTT: James is not doing well.
JOHANSEN: Where is she?
RUSH: How many does that make now?
JOHANSEN: Uh, that's Chloe, Volker, Marsden and Franklin.
SCOTT: Now James too.
(T.J. notices something else of concern and turns to Scott.)
JOHANSEN: Wait a minute – let me look at your eyes.
SCOTT: No, I'm fine.
JOHANSEN: No, you're not.  You need a shot too.
(Before she finishes the sentence there's a chittering sound nearby and Brody
screams.  The Kino pans across and sees some kind of creature with a long tail
burrowing rapidly straight into his chest.  Still screaming, he stumbles
backwards and falls.  The military charge in, firing out into the jungle in all
directions, although it's not clear whether they can actually see what they're
shooting at.  Rush yells at Eli.)
RUSH: Dial!  Dial the Gate!

Shortly afterwards the Gate is open.  Rush is shouting into his radio as the
military continue firing into the jungle and various people scream and yell in
terror.
RUSH: Destiny, come in!  If you can hear me, please respond!
WALLACE: What's wrong?
RUSH: I don't know.
(The Kino pans across and shows that the event horizon of the Stargate is
repeatedly fritzing.)
WALLACE: Why is it doing that?
GREER: We've gotta get out of here!
RUSH: We can't!
WALLACE (hysterical): Why is it doing that?
(Near the Gate another member of the military goes down with a creature
burrowing into his chest.  Greer turns, repeatedly firing towards one of the
creatures as it either flies or leaps across the clearing.  One of the bullets
clips the Kino and it tumbles to the ground and lies on the ground, continuing
to film as Scott goes down with a creature starting to burrow into his shoulder.
Another soldier – probably Greer – runs over, grabs the creature by its tail and
pulls it out, hurling it away.)
(Something clips the Kino and it rolls over several times, the footage spinning
wildly, but then settles.  Directly in front of the lens, Chloe screams and
falls to her knees, a creature burrowing into her chest as its tail thrashes
wildly.  She grunts and falls forward, her face turned toward the camera and her
eyes blank and dead.   A few seconds later, in a moment reminiscent of the
"Alien" movie, the creature bursts out of her back, drags itself out and crawls
away, chittering.)

The image freezes.

On Destiny, Eli and several other members of the crew stare at the screen in
stunned disbelief as they watch the footage from the Kino.  Nobody speaks for a
long moment as everyone gapes at the image of Chloe's dead body.  The Chloe on
board the ship gags and stumbles out of the room, vomiting just outside.  T.J.
hurries out to her.  Eli's eyes are wide and he can't tear them away from the
screen, but finally he looks up.
WALLACE: OK.
(He turns around to the others, gesturing wildly.)
WALLACE: What .. the ...
(The scene diplomatically ends at that point.)

LATER.  Brody walks into a lab where Volker and Park are working.
BRODY: Hey, did you guys hear?
VOLKER: Yeah, there was a Kino already there.
PARK: How is that possible?
BRODY: We dropped out of F.T.L., the Gate dialled and we sent a Kino to check
out the planet.
(A flashback shows Eli, Scott, Rush and Greer walking down the ramp from the
jungle Stargate in daylight.  They look around.  The Kino they just sent through
is floating nearby.)
BRODY: They go through and there's another one already there, lying on the
ground not far from the Gate.
(Eli, looking downwards as he works his remote, sees the second Kino lying
nearby.)
WALLACE: Hey, guys?
(He bends down and picks it up.)
WALLACE: We only sent one Kino, right?
BRODY: Turns out the data bank was full.
(In the flashback, Eli turns to Rush.)
WALLACE: Looks like the data bank is full.
(Rush throws up his hands, clueless.)

In the Mess, other crew members are discussing the discovery.  James is sitting
with Darren Becker, and Sergeant Spencer comes over and joins them.
BECKER: So what's on it?
JAMES: Us.
SPENCER: What do you mean, us?
JAMES: They're watching the recording now, but I heard that a bunch of us are on
it.
SPENCER: Doing what?
JAMES: Going through the Gate to the planet to gather food, then apparently some
people started getting sick.  I think that I was one of them.
SPENCER: But that didn't happen.
JAMES: Obviously(!)
SPENCER: You're fine, right?
JAMES: Apparently they found human remains, too.
(In flashback, Rush is sitting on the ground and looking at what he has just
found.  He picks up a human skull and turns it towards himself in a Yorick
moment.  He looks up at the soldier standing nearby.)
(In the Mess, James shakes her head.)
JAMES: It's weird, huh?
(Becker nods in agreement.)

CONTROL ROOM.  T.J. helps Chloe back into the room.  Scott and Eli look round at
her in concern.
SCOTT: You OK?
ARMSTRONG: Yeah, it just hit me.
JOHANSEN: Are you sure you're OK otherwise?
ARMSTRONG (sitting down): Yeah.
WALLACE: Pretty understandable!
ARMSTRONG: Not to me.
WALLACE: I was talking about the barfing.
ARMSTRONG: I was moving on.
(Eli nods.)
ARMSTRONG: How is this possible?
RUSH: I don't know.
WALLACE: Ooh!  What about an alternate reality?
(Rush looks away thoughtfully.  Eli stares at him, waiting for him to answer. 
In the meantime, T.J. looks at Young.)
JOHANSEN: Sir, given the illness that developed on the planet, I suggest that we
quarantine everyone who went through to retrieve this Kino.
YOUNG: Scott, Greer, Eli and Rush.
JOHANSEN: *And* everyone they came in contact with since returning.
YOUNG: Well, that's *all* of us.
JOHANSEN: Here.  I'll have to co-ordinate on radio.  Brody was also in the
Gateroom when they got back.
WALLACE: We were only there for, like, a half hour at most.
JOHANSEN: It's more than enough time to come in contact with a contagion.
SCOTT: No, wait a second.  You're worried because people got sick on this
recording, which never happened.
RUSH: Well, we don't know that.
YOUNG: What are you saying?
RUSH: Well, that it's clearly us.  The recording happened somehow.
WALLACE: What do you think was wrong with the Gate?
RUSH: Looks like the wormhole connection was unstable.  It would have been
extremely dangerous to even *attempt* travel.
(Everyone thinks about it for a moment, then T.J. looks at Young again, seeking
approval for her plan.)
JOHANSEN: Sir?
YOUNG: Go.
(T.J. leaves the room.  Eli looks around at the others.)
WALLACE: So, keep watching?
(Young nods.  Eli looks nervously at the frozen image of Chloe's dead body on
the screen.)
ARMSTRONG: Can you fast forward, please?
WALLACE: Yeah!
(He starts the footage up and skims through the next few seconds, then the
footage ends.  It re-starts in daylight as Eli holds the Kino in front of him
and looks into its lens.  He is deeply upset and has clearly been crying because
his face is covered with tears.  All through the rest of his report he fights
back further tears.)
WALLACE: Chloe's dead.
(In the Control Room, Chloe makes an uncomfortable sound.  The Kino footage
continues.)
WALLACE (in the jungle): James, Spencer ...
(He screws his eyes shut for a moment, desperately trying not to break down.)
WALLACE: ... Marsden, Brody, all dead.
(The Kino fritzes wildly.  Eli shakes it angrily until the image settles again. 
He turns the Kino around so that he can reach something nearby as he keeps
talking.  Still he fights back the tears.)
WALLACE: Something's wrong with the Gate.  Rush doesn't think we can risk using
it, even with what's happened.
(He picks up a roll of duct tape, unravels and then bites off a strip, then
reaches for the Kino and apparently starts to attach it to something out of
shot.  He continues talking.)
WALLACE: We can't reach Destiny on radio either, so apparently we're trapped
here.  There's twenty-two hours until Destiny jumps back into F.T.L.
(He pulls more duct tape off the roll and bites it off.  He reaches over the
back of the Kino and attaches the tape as he continues his report.)
WALLACE: The creatures seem to be nocturnal.  They stopped coming once the sun
came up.  Hopefully the Gate will start working before it gets dark again.
(He attaches yet another piece of tape to whatever he's attaching the Kino to.)
WALLACE: Apparently we don't have much ammunition left.
RUSH (offscreen): Eli.  What are you doing?
(Eli lifts up his contraption.  Because the Kino is attached to it we can't see
exactly what he has done, but it seems that he made himself a sort of shoulder
yoke and has taped the Kino to it.  He puts the yoke over his head so that the
Kino is apparently on a stick behind and above his head and looking in the same
direction as him.  Its footage shows the survivors waiting near the Gate.  Scott
is lying unconscious on the ground with T.J. sitting next to him.  Jeremy
Franklin is sitting nearby and Rush stands a few feet away, looking at Eli with
total disbelief on his face at what he's wearing.)

Shortly afterwards, Eli makes his way over to a blanket nearby and pulls it back
a little to show the body underneath.
WALLACE: Volker wasn't killed by the creatures.  T.J. says he died of the
illness during the night.
(He looks around the rest of the camp as Greer walks past.  Rush and Franklin
are sitting on the ground near a tree stump and appear to be cobbling together a
stretcher out of branches.)
WALLACE: Everyone seems to be coming down with something ...
RUSH (angrily): Eli!
WALLACE (equally angrily): Do I need to point out yet again that documenting
this could be important?!
(On Destiny, Eli looks round triumphantly at the others.)
WALLACE: See?  See?!
(He turns back to the screen and watches as the footage continues.)
FRANKLIN (in the jungle): Who do you think is ever gonna see that?
WALLACE (on Destiny): Us!  *Us*!  *We* are!
(In the footage, Greer walks back onscreen and looks round at Eli.)
GREER: You look ridiculous.
WALLACE: It won't fly.  If someone hadn't shot it ...
(On Destiny, Eli turns around and looks pointedly at Greer, who nods back at
him, not caring.)
(The jungle footage continues.  Eli walks over to T.J. who is still tending the
unconscious Scott.  She takes a blood-soaked dressing from the wound in his
shoulder and replaces it with a fresh one.)
WALLACE: Scott was bitten by one of the creatures.  He's now in a coma.
JOHANSEN: Eli, you OK?
WALLACE: Huh!  (He turns to look at several nearby bodies covered with
tarpaulins.)  Compared to most everyone else ...
(On Destiny, Greer can't bear to watch any more.  He turns and storms out of the
room.)
YOUNG: Don't go too far.   We are under quarantine.
(The others continue to watch the footage.)
RUSH (in the jungle): Eli.  Sergeant Greer has found a cave nearby.  It could be
our best chance to survive another night, if it comes down to that.
(Behind him, Franklin puts the finishing touches to the stretcher, then looks up
at Eli tetchily.)
FRANKLIN: We could use some help.
(Eli starts to walk towards them.)
RUSH: Good man.

Later, Greer, Rush, Franklin and T.J. are carrying Scott on the stretcher
through the jungle.

Later, the team has put the stretcher down to rest.
WALLACE: My turn.
(He puts down the heavy bags he is carrying and trades off with Franklin.  They
continue onwards, with Eli now carrying one of the corners of the stretcher.  He
apparently bumps Franklin, who is out of shot but presumably now carrying the
bags.)
WALLACE: Ooh, sorry.

Later, they have reached the cave.  Scott has been laid on the floor and T.J. is
still tending him while Franklin sits nearby, exhausted.  Greer and Rush are at
the cave entrance looking around while Eli stands nearby watching and filming
them.
GREER: So at least it's a defensible position.
RUSH: Backs to the wall.
GREER: Eh, better than being exposed on all sides.

Later, Eli has taken off his Kino yoke and is cleaning the lens as he looks into
it.  As he puts the yoke back on again, he looks across at T.J.  Once the Kino
settles into place, it too films her.
WALLACE: I have a lot of respect for people who do what you do.  It's not easy. 
I can tell it really affects you when you can't help people.
JOHANSEN: It does.
WALLACE: My mom was a nurse.  She got stuck by a needle trying to restrain a
junkie in the E.R.  She got H.I.V.
(On Destiny, Eli looks down, haunted by memories.  Chloe watches him
sympathetically.)
JOHANSEN (in the cave): I'm sorry.
(Sighing and unable to continue to meet her gaze, Eli turns and looks at Scott's
unconscious body.)
WALLACE: And my father couldn't handle it.  He just ... he just left.  I was
fourteen at the time.
JOHANSEN: That must have been hard on you.
WALLACE (turning slowly back towards her): Mm.  Do you have a family?
JOHANSEN: My parents.  My dad's retired.
WALLACE: What did he do?
JOHANSEN: He was a tailor.  (She grins.)  He's actually the one who taught me
how to do stitches!
(Eli chuckles.)
JOHANSEN: I remember this one time, he cut himself pretty badly with some
scissors, and he sewed it up himself and kept right on working.
(She smiles fondly.)
WALLACE: Brothers or sisters?
JOHANSEN: A sister.  She has two kids.  I miss them.
WALLACE: I'm really afraid that my mom is just gonna give up if I die out here.
(On Destiny, Eli closes his eyes in grief and begins to cry silently.  Scott,
standing behind him, puts his hand onto his shoulder in support and sympathy.)
(All through the conversation in the cave, Greer – with Rush helping – has been
attaching flashlights to sturdy sticks and setting them up in the entrance of
the cave, ready to switch on when night falls.  Later, Eli looks out at them and
at Greer sitting on a large rock in the pouring rain keeping watch.  Eli is
sitting next to Rush and talking to him.  The footage shows that, a short
distance away, Franklin now seems to have lapsed into unconsciousness and T.J.
is kneeling by him and tending to him.)
WALLACE: I remember as a kid, I was ... I dunno, maybe seven or eight ... my
grandfather died and my parents took me to the funeral.  Watching his casket
getting lowered into the ground, it ... it was the first time that I realised I
was gonna die one day.  I mean, I knew people died.  I'm talking about the idea
that my consciousness was gonna end.  I wasn't gonna see what happened to the
world.
(Sitting beside him and gazing down at the ground, Rush looks like Eli's words
are hitting him hard and triggering his own memories.  On Destiny, Rush stands
behind the others, his face as haunted as his counterpart's on the planet.)
WALLACE (in the cave): It was such an empty, dark feeling, like I was falling
down a pitch-black hole.  It was ... it scared the crap out of me.
RUSH: I take it you don't believe in the afterlife.
WALLACE: That fear was almost too much to handle.  I guess maybe I thought I'd
just get used to it.
RUSH: But you don't.
WALLACE: No.  No.  It scared me just as much every time.
RUSH: Most people realise their own mortality at some stage of the game, Eli. 
It's not a particularly unique experience.
(On Destiny, Rush looks sympathetically at Eli, knowing that that kind of
sarcasm wasn't what he needed in the circumstances.)
WALLACE (in the cave) (bitterly): I know.
RUSH: The question is, did it change you?  Did it inspire you to make something
of this short existence that we have?
WALLACE: Well, I'm *here*, aren't I?
(Rush lifts his head and gazes off into the distance.)
RUSH: Of course, the Ancients evolved to a point where their physical bodies
were no longer necessary, found a way for consciousness to become immortal.
WALLACE: D'you really think that's possible?
RUSH (determinedly): I *know* it is.
(He pauses for a moment, then smiles awkwardly at Eli.)
RUSH: Maybe not for you and me, but that idea – it's the reason why I ended up
here.
WALLACE (hesitantly): So, you think if we learn enough, that-that somehow,
some*where* out there, we could discover how it's done?
(Rush doesn't answer for a long time but finally half turns towards Eli.)
RUSH: We have to make it through the day.

DESTINY.  Greer is sitting alone on the stairs in the Gateroom, lost in thought.
Young walks over to him.
YOUNG: Hey.  You ... you OK?
GREER: It didn't happen.
YOUNG: Well, it's not clear *what* happened.
GREER: I know I didn't go to that planet and have all those people die under my
watch.
YOUNG: It wasn't your fault, Sergeant.  It didn't look like there was anything
you could have done differently.
(Greer turns his head and glares at him.)
GREER: I am not interested in what *did not* happen.
(He turns his head away again.)
GREER: ... sir.
YOUNG: Regardless of how that recording came into existence, avoiding the issue
is simple.  We just don't go back to that planet.
(Greer looks at him.)
GREER: Doesn't bother you?
YOUNG: Like you said, it didn't happen.  Just a story, right?   But I *am*
curious to find out how it turns out, though.
(He walks away, heading back to the Control Room.  Greer smiles bitterly.)
GREER (to himself): Not me.

CONTROL ROOM.  Young walks towards the room just as Chloe, standing talking with
Scott, Eli and Rush, faints and falls forward.  Scott and Eli cry out in
startled alarm as Scott catches her and lowers her carefully to the floor.
YOUNG: What just happened?
SCOTT: Uh, she started complaining that her head hurt.  She just dropped.
RUSH: It's been three hours since we dropped out of F.T.L.
WALLACE: That's about the time people began to get sick on the planet in the
recording.

INFIRMARY.  James is sitting on the side of a bed and T.J. is shining a light
into her eyes as Scott calls out.
SCOTT: T.J.?
JOHANSEN: Yeah, over here.
(She points to an empty bed nearby.)
JOHANSEN: Right there.
(Scott is carrying an unconscious Chloe in his arms.  He takes her towards the
bed.)
JOHANSEN: They said she just passed out?
(Scott nods as he lays Chloe onto the bed.  T.J. reports to Young, who has
followed Scott in.)
JOHANSEN: I've got four more cases – so far everyone who went to the planet or
came in contact with someone who did.
YOUNG: Can it be contained?
JOHANSEN: I don't know, but whatever it is, it's extremely virulent.
YOUNG: On the Kino recording, Eli said Volker died because of it.
JOHANSEN: How quickly?
YOUNG: Within twelve hours.

KINO VISION.  On the jungle planet, Greer is showing a rifle to Eli.
GREER: M-4 carbine.  Hold the grip firmly ... (he turns side-on to Eli and takes
up a firing stance) ... stock braced against your shoulder.  It's got a kick. 
(Sternly) Keep your finger off the trigger `til you're ready to kill whatever it
is  you're pointing at.  Short bursts.  We don't got much ammo.
(He offers the rifle to Eli.)
GREER: Go ahead.
WALLACE (nervously): Ooh.  You mean shoot for real?
(He takes the rifle and raises it.  Greer immediately puts his hand over the top
and pushes it back down again.  Eli was pointing the rifle towards the cave. 
Greer points in the opposite direction.)
GREER: *That* way.
(Eli turns and faces the correct way.)
GREER: OK.
(There's a clicking sound.)
GREER: Safety is off.
(Blowing out a couple of breaths, Eli raises the rifle again and the business
end of it comes into the view of the Kino.  Blowing out a final breath, he opens
fire and sends a continuous burst of bullets out into the jungle for two
seconds.  Nearby, a small sapling breaks off partway up and falls to the
ground.)
GREER: Ooh!  Oh, man!
(Laughing in delight, he lowers the gun and turns towards Greer who has taken
his cap off and is rubbing his head in frustration.)
GREER: What happened to short bursts?

Later, some distance from the cave, Greer shows a small block of C4 explosive to
Eli, then creeps off quietly into the jungle.  Eli, behind a low rock covered in
foliage, watches as Greer creeps over to one of the termite mounds that they
found earlier and drops the C4 into the top of the mound.  He hastily backs
away, aiming his rifle towards the mound, and makes his way back to the rock.
WALLACE: You sure they're down there?
GREER: Saw `em go home last night.
(He gets the detonator out of his jacket and switches it on.)
WALLACE: You really think this is a good idea?
GREER: Best defence is offence.
(He peers out at the mound, then looks at Eli.)
GREER: Fire in the hole.
WALLACE: Yeah – literally!
(He turns towards the mound as Greer flicks the switch.  The C4 explodes and the
mound disintegrates, bits of it flying in all directions, including into the
Kino's lens.  Eli straightens up again and looks at Greer.)
WALLACE: I hope we didn't just piss them off!
(He turns towards the mound, then realises that there's dirt on the lens of the
Kino.  He leans forward and shakes himself and the dirt falls off, clearing the
view.  Greer stands up and makes his way cautiously towards the hole in the
ground where the mound was.  Eli, holding his rifle upright most of the time,
follows, but lowers it and aims it towards the hole as he gets closer.  Greer
walks across his line of vision and Eli wisely lowers his rifle towards the
ground for a moment, then re-raises it once Greer is past.  They get close to
the hole and see the bodies of several of the creatures lying on the ground. 
Most of them are broken into bits.)
WALLACE: Oh, wow!
(He laughs in relief that they're all dead, but then a chittering sound can be
heard.  Greer spins and fires a couple of bullets towards the sound, impacting
the live creature writhing on the ground and killing it.)
WALLACE: Oh ... kay.  That's disgusting!
GREER: Come on.  We've got more of these things to hit.
(He leads Eli away.)

Later, Eli has returned to the cave and Greer has been out with Rush.  The two
of them are just now returning through a new bout of pouring rain.  T.J. is
checking Franklin, who is still lying unconscious on the cave floor.
JOHANSEN: His pulse is very weak.
(Eli turns to Rush as he comes closer.)
WALLACE: Did using the other remote help?
RUSH: We were able to get a connection, but the wormhole's still unstable. 
Nothing from Destiny on the radio.
WALLACE: Well, is it broken or is there a chance it could resolve by itself?
RUSH: There are a number of things that could be causing temporary interference.
WALLACE: Well, we have eleven hours until Destiny is supposed to jump back into
F.T.L.
RUSH (shaking his head in frustration): There's no way of telling how long it's
gonna last.
WALLACE: And I guess it would be crazy to just try and go anyway.
RUSH: Look, we can't assume that the Gate is actually even connecting to
Destiny.  There'd be very little chance of surviving an unstable wormhole.
(Eli looks across to the others.  T.J. has laid down near Franklin, and Greer
has sat down a few feet away.)
JOHANSEN (wistfully): A fire would be nice.
GREER: I couldn't find any dry wood.
JOHANSEN: Huh.

DESTINY INFIRMARY.  Scott is sitting at Chloe's bedside.  She is still
unconscious.  T.J. walks over.
JOHANSEN: Are they still watching the recording?
SCOTT: Yeah.
(She lowers her voice as she looks around the room.)
JOHANSEN: I don't know what to do.  They just keep showing up and I don't have
nearly enough antibiotics for all these people.  It would help if I knew the
cause.
(Scott looks across the room to where Lisa Park, who has been helping T.J., is
now standing with her hand braced against a table and her head lowered.  T.J.
goes over to her.)
JOHANSEN: You're not feeling good?
PARK: No.
JOHANSEN: OK.  (She helps Park turn around and they walk away.)  Let's go slow.
(They walk carefully into an adjoining room.  At least a dozen makeshift beds
have been laid out on the floor and many of them are already occupied.)

KINO VISION.  Night has fallen on the jungle planet and it's tipping down with
rain.  The flashlights attached to the sticks have been switched on and are
shining outwards.  Aiming his rifle flashlight out of the cave entrance, Eli
scans the surrounding area and then turns to Rush and Greer who are also keeping
watch nearby.
WALLACE: See anything?
RUSH: No.
WALLACE: Good.  Maybe we got `em all today.
(He turns back and continues to shine his flashlight out in the night.  The
other flashlights aren't providing nearly enough illumination, but just then a
massive lightning flash lights up the area briefly.)
WALLACE: Did you see that?  (He turns to the others.)  Did you see something?  I
thi- ... I thi- ... I think I saw something!
GREER: If you see anything move out there, don't ask.  Just shoot.
WALLACE: Right.  Right.
(He turns back to the entrance.)

Later, he walks over to one of the flashlights as it starts to fade out.  He
calls out to the others.
WALLACE: Hey.  Hey, I think the batteries in this one are dead.
(He reaches out and taps the light.)
(On Destiny, Eli looks at the footage indignantly.)
WALLACE: The Kino has night vision.  Why didn't I turn it on?
(In the footage, Eli lifts the remote into view and activates the night vision
setting on the Kino.)
WALLACE (on Destiny): Oh.  Never mind.
(The new night vision footage continues.  Eli looks across to Greer and Rush
beside him, then looks out into the jungle.  The relatively cool rain-soaked
floor of the area is in stark contrast to the bright patches caused by at least 
half a dozen creatures squiggling through the trees and across the ground
towards the cave.  Even though he's not looking at the remote, Eli still sees
the creatures in the darkness.)
WALLACE: Oh boy.
(He starts firing and, to his credit, keeps it to short bursts.  The creatures
start to squeal and chitter.  Eli manages to kill a couple of them but then his
rifle jams.  He looks round helplessly to Greer who, along with Rush, both begin
firing towards the creatures.)
GREER (yelling at him as he continues to fire): Come on!  Come on!  Don't stop,
baby!   Come on!  Come on!  Come on!
(On Destiny, Eli and Rush in particular look at the screen in appalled horror at
the ordeal that their counterparts are going through.  Young looks round as
Greer arrives back in the Control Room, gazing at the screen as the other team
continues firing.  Eli looks round the Control Room at the others.)
WALLACE (his voice full of dread): I don't think we're gonna make it.
(In the footage, Greer has whipped himself into a frenzy and is whooping
triumphantly despite the long odds against him and his team.  Eli looks down at
his rifle and pulls out the clip.  It still has plenty of bullets in it.  He
shakes it, then turns at the sound of gunfire behind him.  T.J. is on her feet
and firing down at a beastie that sneaked past everyone and was heading for her
and her patients.  Eli turns back as Greer laughs cheerfully as he sits down
momentarily to reload his rifle.  Next to him, Rush's rifle runs out of
bullets.)
RUSH: I'm out!
(Throwing the rifle down, he rummages in a nearby bag containing pistols.)
WALLACE (holding out his hand towards him): Come on,
come-on-come-on-come-on-come-on.  Give me.
(Greer, reloaded, screams ferociously and jumps to his feet again.  Rush grabs a
pistol and, instead of using it or offering it to Eli, looks at Greer, then runs
out into the rain and towards the creatures.  Greer fires all around him, giving
him cover and killing any creature near him.)
WALLACE: Hey!  Hey!  Where are you going?!
(Rush continues his charge into the jungle and disappears from view.  As soon as
he's gone, Greer starts strafing the nearby area.)
WALLACE: He's crazy!
(He turns and yells out into the jungle.)
WALLACE: You're crazy!
(On Destiny, Eli turns and looks at Rush, who has his eyebrows raised
quizzically at his counterpart's actions.)
WALLACE: You *are*!
(Rush shrugs.)
(On the footage, Eli chases out into the jungle in pursuit of Rush.  Greer's
triumphant cries and whoops fade behind him as Eli hurries onwards.)
WALLACE: Come back!  Wait, dude!
(He trips and falls over.)
WALLACE: God!  Son of a ...
(The impact deactivates the night vision and the Kino footage returns to normal,
meaning we can only see what's illuminated by Eli's flashlight.  He chases
towards the Stargate and finally catches up with Rush, who has dialled the Gate
and – now that it has kawhooshed – is heading for the ramp.)
WALLACE: Wait!  Stop!
(Rush stops and turns to him.)
RUSH: Someone's gotta try.  Look, I'll radio if I make it.  You'll know it's
safe.
WALLACE: *If*?!
(He turns and looks at the fritzing event horizon.)
WALLACE: But ... but you said ...
RUSH: Hey ...
(Eli turns back to him.  Rush grins at him.)
RUSH: ... for a moment there, I thought we were in trouble.
(Giving him one last smile, he turns and races up the ramp.)
WALLACE (high-pitched in indignation): *What?!*
(Rush leaps into the event horizon and disappears.)
(On Destiny, Eli pauses the Kino footage and turns to Rush, frowning in
disbelief and confusion at the other Rush's bizarre last words.)
WALLACE: "For a moment there, I thought we were in trouble"?!
(Rush smiles, but it's Young who answers.)
YOUNG: "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid."  It's Butch's last line before he
and Sundance run out to face the Bolivians.  (He looks across at Rush.)  One of
*my* favourites too.
RUSH: Well, well.  We *do* have something in common after all!
(The two of them smile briefly, then Young nods towards the console.)
YOUNG: Eli.
(Blowing out a breath, Eli turns back to the console and starts the Kino footage
again.  His counterpart yells into his radio.)
WALLACE (in the jungle): Destiny?  Come in?
(The Gate shuts down.  Eli groans, then heads back towards the cave.  As he gets
closer, he hears the sound of gunfire and Greer's whoops and shouts as he
continues fending off the creatures.)
GREER: You like this?  Come on!  Woo-hoo!
(Eli calls out to let Greer know he's coming.)
WALLACE: Greer!
(Greer keeps firing but aims away from Eli's approach route.  Suddenly his
whoops turn to a scream as two of the creatures launch themselves at him,
getting past his fire and landing one on his chest and another on his leg.  He
falls to the ground screaming and writhing as they start burrowing into him. 
Eli yells at him helplessly.)
WALLACE: Get up, get up, get up!
(Greer continues screaming.  On Destiny, Eli, Greer, Rush and Young watch
equally helplessly as the screams go on and on.  T.J. comes to the doorway of
the room.)
JOHANSEN: Colonel Young, Doctor Rush.
(Eli pauses the footage with some relief as the others turn to T.J.)

INFIRMARY.  Rush is looking into a microscope at tiny somethings on the slide.
RUSH: What is it?
JOHANSEN: Some sort of micro-organism.
YOUNG: Something brought back from the planet?
JOHANSEN: Not the planet they just went to; the planet you and Scott went to. 
The ice planet.
YOUNG: That was weeks ago.  How do you know?
RUSH (straightening up from the microscope): This is a sample of the water we've
been drinking, isn't it?
JOHANSEN: When people outside the quarantine started coming down with symptoms,
I knew we needed to look for another common source.
(Rush sinks down onto a stool in despair.)
YOUNG: But we tested it at the time.
JOHANSEN: At the time, we couldn't see it.  The microscope just wasn't powerful
enough.  The organism was just too small.
RUSH (ironically): Well, it's isn't now.
JOHANSEN: It's possible that a batch of water wasn't purified properly and it
contaminated the rest.
YOUNG: So we've all got it?
JOHANSEN: Well, everyone's immune system is different.  The time it takes for
symptoms to emerge will vary.  But once it's strong enough to pass from the
blood to the nervous system, it works fast – and the antibiotics won't cut it.
RUSH: Well, for a moment there, I thought we were in trouble(!)

KINO VISION.  The Kino is on the ground inside the cave.  It is tilted sideways,
so presumably Eli is also lying on the ground.  His clenched fist, covered with
blood, is just in view in the lower part of the screen, and there is blood on
the rock floor nearby.  Nearby lies Scott, who groans as he comes out of his
coma.  Grimacing with pain as he lifts his head, he looks down at the dressing
pressed to the wound on his shoulder.  He props himself up onto his elbows and
looks around, seeing Eli lying beside him.
SCOTT: Eli.  Eli?
(He disappears from view as he gets up and goes over to check on Eli.)
SCOTT: Eli.
(He pushes the Kino yoke off Eli's shoulders and shoves it across the floor a
little.  Eli's body comes into view and shows a huge wound in his right
shoulder, presumably where a creature erupted from it.  Scott puts his hand onto
Eli's neck to check for a pulse and doesn't find one.)
SCOTT: Oh my God.
(He scrambles away and stands up, looking around.  Franklin is lying motionless
nearby and, although we can't see them, presumably both Greer's and T.J.'s
bodies are nearby but off camera.)
SCOTT: Oh my God.
(He takes in the scene for several seconds and then lets out a long scream of
utter anguish and despair.  He crumples to his knees, sobbing in grief.)

Some time later, Scott has detached the Kino from its yoke and has returned to
the Stargate.  He has dialled it and, from the sounds coming from offscreen, the
event horizon is still fritzing badly.  He holds the Kino up in front of his
tearstained face.
SCOTT: It's forty-five minutes until Destiny jumps back into F.T.L.
(He breaks off, sobbing.)
SCOTT: Everyone here is dead except me.  I don't remember much after we were
attacked the first night.  One of the creatures bit me and I lost consciousness.
I'd been starting to feel sick; headache; pain in the back of the neck.  The
bite still hurts like a bitch but everything else is ... is better.
(He looks towards the Gate for a moment.)
SCOTT: Uh, the Gate still doesn't seem to be working.  I can't reach Destiny on
the radio.  I'm hoping it's just a communications problem and that everything
else is ... is OK up there.  I'm sending this through and I'm expecting that you
will send some sort of a signal that it is safe to proceed.  I will wait as long
as I can, then I'll head through regardless.  On my own, I likely won't survive
the night here.
(He lowers the Kino and carries it up the ramp towards the fritzing event
horizon.  He pauses at the top and the footage continues as the Kino is tossed
into the wormhole.  A split second later it emerges on the other side, spinning
through the air as it falls.  Even with the distorted revolving view, this is
obviously not Destiny's Gateroom that it has arrived at.  It drops onto the ramp
and rolls down into a green world.  As it slows down, it become clear that the
Kino has arrived in a jungle.  Finally it slows down and stops ... right next to
the apparently dead body of Nicholas Rush.)

On Destiny, Eli and Young look across to Rush and frown, then Eli reaches out
and pauses the footage.  He holds up his hands in total bewilderment.
WALLACE: What ... just ... happened?
(Young looks across to Rush, who looks at the screen for a moment longer and
then realises the truth.)
RUSH: It went back in time.
(He turns and walks away.  Eli, Young and Greer follow after him and he leads
them to the Gateroom.)
YOUNG: What are you doing?
RUSH: Making sure it hasn't happened yet.
(He activates a remote and the Stargate lights up and begins to spin.)
WALLACE: *What* hasn't happened yet?
RUSH: The solar flare.  It's the only explanation.  If a wormhole's trajectory
takes it too close to a star and it passes through an active solar flare, it can
cause it to move forwards or backwards in time.  In some cases, the wormhole can
actually loop back around and connect to the same Gate in a different time – in
this case, the past.
WALLACE: Whoa, whoa.  OK, this is making my brain hurt.  Uh ...
(He thinks for a moment, then has a revelation.)
WALLACE: Oh my God.  "Back to the Future."
(He laughs.)
WALLACE: How could I not put that on my list?
RUSH: The "us" on that recording dropped out of F.T.L. and went to the planet. 
Some time later a solar flare occurred, preventing normal Gate travel.
WALLACE: So Scott *thought* that he was sending the Kino back to the Destiny,
but he was actually sending it back to the planet ...but in the past.
(Rush nods.)
WALLACE: God, that is so weird to think that was really us on the Kino.
RUSH: Us in a previous, unaltered time line, modified now by the introduction of
the Kino from the future.
(The Stargate finishes its dialling sequence and kawhooshes.)
GREER: Why are we dialling the Gate back there?
RUSH: As I said, to make sure the solar flare that disrupted Gate travel hasn't
happened yet.
(The event horizon doesn't sound like it's fritzing, and Rush confirms its
stability as he looks at the console.)
RUSH: Thankfully, it hasn't.
GREER: Yeah, but why do we care about that?
RUSH: Because I think we might have to go back there.

LATER.  T.J. has been brought in to see some of the Kino footage that she
missed.  On the screen, Scott is making his last report.
SCOTT (in the jungle): I'd been starting to feel sick; headache; pain in the
back of the neck.  The bite still hurts like a bitch but everything else is ...
is better.
(Eli pauses the playback.)
JOHANSEN: It's possible, I guess.  The venoms of various animals – snakes,
spiders, scorpions – they've all been tested for their antibiotic properties.
SCOTT: What, you're saying that *thing* that bit me can actually cure what's
making everybody sick?
JOHANSEN: You fell into a coma.  It obviously releases some sort of venom when
it bites.  You apparently survived; said you were feeling better.
WALLACE: But ... you're just guessing.  And those things were ... (he gestures
to the screen) ... well ...
JOHANSEN: Based on this video, people are going to die from this infection, and
quickly.
(She turns to Young.)
JOHANSEN: I know it seems like a wild stab in the dark, but I don't know what
else to do.
YOUNG: Well, we've all been exposed, so it's just a matter of time before we all
get it, right?
(T.J. nods.  Young nods his agreement.)
GREER: I'll go, sir.
YOUNG: Not by yourself, you won't.

GATEROOM.  Young is gearing up to go through the Stargate, as are Greer and
Spencer.  He looks around to where Scott is also gearing up.
YOUNG: Don't need liability, Scott.
SCOTT: I'm good to go, sir.
(Eli stands at the console looking at footage coming through the open Gate.)
WALLACE: Getting Kino visuals.  It's night time and, oh, hey, surprise surprise:
it's raining!
SCOTT: Which means those things'll probably be out.
GREER: Well, that's too bad.  They were easy pickings when they were sleeping in
their nest during the day.
YOUNG: We can't wait.
(He shrugs himself into a backpack.)
WALLACE: According to the time stamp on the recording, you have an hour `til the
first team lost contact because of the solar flare.
RUSH: Forty-five minutes, to be safe.
SCOTT (to T.J.): How many do you think we'll need?
JOHANSEN: Hopefully a small dosage of the venom will do it.
SCOTT: Dead or alive?
JOHANSEN: Alive, preferably.  I can't exactly anticipate the physiology.
(Young looks around at everyone.)
YOUNG: Not much time.
(He turns and leads his team towards the Gate.)
RUSH: Good luck.
(As the team walks through the event horizon, Rush lifts his hand and rubs at
the back of his neck as if it hurts him.  T.J. notices and bites her lip in
concern.)

Later, Eli is sitting at Chloe's bedside in the Infirmary, holding her hand. 
T.J. stands at the other side of the bed taking Chloe's pulse.  She sighs
shakily.  Eli looks up at her with concern.
WALLACE: What?
JOHANSEN: Her pulse is very weak.  I just want you to be prepared.  I'm not sure
she's gonna make it.
(Eli shakes his head, smiling in denial.)
WALLACE: Of *course* she is.
(T.J. nods and moves on to her next patient.)

JUNGLE PLANET.  As the rain hammers down, Scott holds a remote control and
watches the night vision footage from the nearby Kino.  The four members of the
team circle around cautiously, watching every inch of the surrounding area and
shining their flashlights in all directions.  Slowly they leave the area by the
Gate and head out into the jungle.

DESTINY INFIRMARY.  T.J. stands at the bedside of Vanessa James.  Lisa Park, who
seems to have made a slight recovery, comes over.
PARK: We're out of antibiotics.
(T.J. looks at her and nods, then turns back to the bedside and slowly pulls the
blanket up over Vanessa's face.    Sitting nearby, Eli watches as Lisa, shocked,
slumps and braces herself on the side of the bed.)
WALLACE: Why do people always wait until times like these to tell someone how
they really feel?
(He laughs tremulously.)
WALLACE: It's so stupid.  I-I just ...
(He fights back tears as, nearby, T.J. struggles to contain her own tears.  Eli
gazes off into space for a moment, then looks down at Chloe again.)
WALLACE: Ah, screw it.
(He wriggles on his seat to get more comfortable and starts to talk to Chloe.)
WALLACE: We haven't known each other that long but I think ... we make each
other happy.
(Standing nearby, T.J. is now on the brink of tears.)
WALLACE: When I'm near you, things are just ... better.
(He half-laughs, half-sobs.)
WALLACE: You don't even know how amazing you are!
(He laughs again, then calms down.)
WALLACE: It doesn't matter.
(He sighs and looks down at her hand as he holds it in between both of his.)
WALLACE (softly): I've never had a best friend before; never – never known
anyone like that before; never loved ... um ...
(He pauses, a little embarrassed that the word slipped out.  T.J. wipes her nose
on her sleeve and tries hard not to sob out loud.)
WALLACE: I just ... I need to make sure that you know that I'm here for you. 
Always will be.
(He looks down at Chloe plaintively.)
WALLACE: Please don't die.
(He opens his mouth as if to say more, but can't find the words.  T.J. gives him
a moment, then comes over to the bedside and takes Chloe's wrist again.  Eli
looks up at her hopefully.  She looks away for a moment, then lowers her head.)
JOHANSEN: Eli ...
(She finally manages to meet his eyes.)
JOHANSEN (softly): ... she's gone.
(Eli looks down for a moment, then looks into Chloe's face, his own face full of
disbelief.  After a few seconds he stands up and walks out of the room.  T.J.
gently lifts the blanket and pulls it up over Chloe's face.)

Shortly afterwards, T.J. is sitting on the floor in the corridor outside the
Infirmary and sobbing.  Lisa comes out, holding paper tissues, and squats down
behind her.  Hesitantly she reaches out and puts her hand onto T.J.'s shoulder. 
T.J. lifts her head and looks round at her and Lisa offers her the tissues.  She
takes them and wipes her nose, but then buries her head in her hand and starts
to weep again.  Lisa strokes her back gently.

JUNGLE PLANET.  The team is making its way through the jungle, shining their
flashlights around.
GREER: I don't see anything!
YOUNG: They've gotta be here somewhere
RUSH (over radio): Colonel Young, this is Rush, come in?
YOUNG (into radio): I read you.  Go ahead.
(In the Gateroom, Rush activates his radio.)
RUSH: Checking in.
SCOTT: Nothing yet.  It's raining pretty hard.
(Rush reluctantly lifts his radio again.)
RUSH: I'm sorry to have to tell you we've already lost four people.  Doctors
Franklin and Volker, Lieutenant James ...
(He pauses for a long moment.)
RUSH: ... and Chloe.
(Young's head immediately snaps round and he watches as Scott's rifle arm droops
downwards in shock.)
YOUNG (into radio): Copy that.  Check in again in ten minutes.
(He turns towards Scott, who has his back to him.)
YOUNG: Lieutenant.
(One of the other two also turns and shines his flashlight onto Scott's face.)
YOUNG: Lieutenant, we need you.
(Scott closes his eyes in grief.)
YOUNG (firmly): Scott.  *Scott*.
(Scott opens his eyes and turns to look at the colonel.)
YOUNG: We need you.
(Scott nods.  Just then Greer looks up at the sound of chittering above his
head.  A creature drops out of the tree above him, lands on his neck and
promptly starts burrowing into him.  He screams and falls to the ground,
writhing and firing his rifle wildly into the air.  Young and Scott raise their
guns and begin firing up into the trees.  Spencer, on the other hand, bends down
and retrieves something from a pack which one of the others has dropped.  It's
quite probably the remote control to activate the Stargate.  He turns to run but
another creature leaps up, plunging into his chest and burrowing its way
through.  As he crashes to the ground, Young turns to look and another creature
slams into his own chest.  He falls backwards, screaming.  Scott looks down in
disbelief as Young thrashes on the ground while the creature burrows its way
into him, then Young falls silent as the creature's tail disappears from view
inside him.  Scott backs away, unable to comprehend what's going on around him. 
Lightning flashes, illuminating the faces of all three of his dead colleagues. 
His mouth falls open in total shock, then he sees the remote lying on the
ground.  He snatches it up and hurries away as more creatures chitter in the
trees nearby.)
(Scott races through the trees, firing all around him.  Creatures scream as he
hits them.  When his rifle runs out of bullets, he dumps it and charges onwards,
finally reaching the Gate.  He drops to his knees and pulls off his backpack,
then begins activating the remote control.)

In Destiny's Gateroom, Rush is sitting on the stairs looking down sadly and
reflecting on what has been happening.  He looks up as the Gate lights up and
begins to spin.  Eli walks into the room just as the Gate finishes its dialling
sequence and kawhooshes.  Rush picks up his radio and activates it.
RUSH: Colonel Young, come in please.
(There's no response.)
RUSH (into radio): Colonel Young, do you read?
(He and Eli look hopefully at the Gate.)

On the jungle planet, Matthew Scott, still on his knees in front of the now open
Stargate, lifts up the Kino and stares into it.
SCOTT: If you found this, it's because a solar flare interfered with Gate travel
and I managed to send this Kino back in time.
(He drags in a breath.)
SCOTT: All right,  listen very carefully.  There is a disease in the water we
brought back from the ice planet.  It is fatal and we have all been drinking it.
But there is hope.
(From somewhere nearby comes an ominous chittering sound.)
SCOTT: There's a creature that-that lives on this planet – lots of them,
actually – that could hold the key to saving you.  In small doses their venom
actually cures the disease, but be very careful.  They're deadly, but they're
also nocturnal.
(Behind him and unnoticed by him, something is moving closer to him.)
SCOTT (into the Kino): They only come out at night.  You get them during the day
while they're asleep in their nests, and they're not far from the Gate.
(The chittering becomes louder.  Scott rears up on his knees, snatches out his
pistol, turns and fires a single shot.  The beastie that was creeping up on him
writhes at the impact of the bullet and dies.  Scott turns back around, looks at
his watch and then looks at the steady event horizon hopefully.)
SCOTT: Come *on*!
(As if in response, the event horizon begins to fritz.  Scott gazes at it for a
moment, then lifts the Kino again and stares into it intently.)
SCOTT: Please believe me.  You don't have much time.  Act now, or you are all
going to die.

107 EARTH

Transcript by Callie Sullivan


In a room designed the Infirmary, T.J. Johansen is holding a stethoscope to
Colonel Everett Young's back as he breathes deeply for her.  She listens, then
takes the stethoscope out of her ears and puts it down.  Young closes his eyes
as she gently strokes the back of his head for a moment and then walks around to
face him.  She picks up a medical flashlight and shines it into his eyes, then
puts it back into her case.  Young gazes at her appreciatively.
YOUNG (softly): You are so beautiful.
(She looks into his eyes, upset.)
JOHANSEN: Don't.
(He takes her hand and strokes it gently.)
YOUNG: I'm sorry.  I never meant to hurt you.
(She looks away for a moment, then looks into his eyes again.  After a moment
she leans forward and they begin to kiss.)
SCOTT's VOICE (faintly, hazily): Colonel.
(Young wakes up and opens his eyes.  He has fallen asleep on the sofa in his
quarters.  Matthew Scott is standing at the open doorway.)
SCOTT: Sorry, sir.  They're waiting.
(Shortly afterwards Young and Scott walk into a room where Camile Wray and
Hunter Riley are sitting at a small table.  Two communication stones and the
activation box are on the table.)
YOUNG: Sorry.
WRAY: We're late.
(Young sits down opposite Camile, who lifts up her stone and places it on the
box.  Young picks up his own stone and does the same, then looks around as he
arrives in a new location – the Homeworld Command lab at the Pentagon.  He is
wearing the uniform of someone called Hamilton.  Opposite him, Camile is also
adjusting to being in a new body, that of a military woman called Baldwin. 
Cameras show the real Hamilton and Baldwin on a screen nearby.  Colonel David
Telford is standing near the door with his arms folded sternly.)
TELFORD: You're late.
YOUNG: It's my fault.

Shortly afterwards, Telford leads the other two into a conference room.  A large
group of scientists, military people and I.O.A. representatives are gathered in
the room together with General Jack O'Neill.
O'NEILL: Thanks for joining us, Colonel.
YOUNG: Sorry, sir.  I wasn't expecting a party.
TELFORD: We may have figured out a way to get you home.
(Young turns and stares at Camile, whose face is as startled as his own, then
both of them turn to look at O'Neill.  He smiles.)
O'NEILL: Surprise!

LATER.  Young and Camile have sat down with the others.  A good looking young
male scientist, casually dressed, has been explaining the plan.
WILLIAMS: Now, the power flow issues are obviously the biggest variable, but our
simulations are encouraging.  It's time to take it to the next level.
(Apparently the briefing has been going on for some time, because O'Neill has
almost nodded off, but he shakes himself awake now.)
O'NEILL: Any questions?
WRAY: Sounds dangerous.
(A male I.O.A. representative speaks up.)
STROM: The I.O.A. fully supports the implementation of this plan.
TELFORD: I've seen it for myself: the situation on board is dire and justifies
the risk.
YOUNG: Look, I'm not gonna pretend to understand everything you guys are talking
about, but it sounds like there's a chance that this plan could end badly.
TELFORD: You wanna get those people home.  So do we.
YOUNG (indicating the scientists): I'm just saying maybe these guys can do a
little more calculating.
WILLIAMS: The fact is, we are at the stage where a practical attempt is the only
way to get any more hard data.
TELFORD: The goal is to save lives.
STROM: And we don't want to put the ship at risk.
WILLIAMS (to Young): All we're asking is that you try.
YOUNG: Well, this is something I would have to take up with everyone on board.
O'NEILL: Colonel.  (He stands.)  My office.
(Young stands and the two of them go to Jack's office and close the door.)
O'NEILL: Look, if it makes you feel any better, Colonel Carter saved my ass
dozens of times, using all kinds of whacky science I didn't understand.
YOUNG: Well, I can't force people to do something they don't wanna do.
O'NEILL: You're in command of that ship!  It's not a democracy.
YOUNG: I'm sorry, sir.  It's just ... it's not that simple.
O'NEILL: Yes!  Yes, it *is*!  A United States senator is dead.  His daughter and
dozens of other people are trapped a billion light years away from home.  The
President wants it done.
YOUNG: Sir, with all due respect ...
O'NEILL: You're being given a direct order, Colonel.
YOUNG: And I'm telling you that, regardless of the consequences to my standing,
I'm going to take the situation under advisement.  I will let you know my
decision tomorrow.

PARK.  Camile and I.O.A. representative Strom have left the Pentagon and gone to
a park.  Strom has bought a hot dog from a stand and is squirting mustard onto
it.  He turns to Camile who is still wearing Baldwin's uniform but has added a
cap on her head.
STROM: Are you sure you don't want anything?
WRAY: Oh, I'm fine.
(Strom gives some money to the hotdog vendor.)
STROM: Thank you.
(He puts his hand onto Camile's back and gently steers her away from the stand.)
STROM: Must be nice to get out, I imagine.
WRAY (smiling): It is.
STROM: Everyone's *very* impressed with how you're holding up under the
circumstances.
WRAY: I'm doing my best.
STROM: You're our eyes and ears now.  Your life – certainly the lives of
everyone aboard – is the first priority, but you have to understand there's a
lot at stake here.
WRAY: You passed me up for promotion four times.  I never really got a straight
answer as to why.
STROM: You are a highly trusted, well respected member of this organisation. 
You would not have been on Icarus in the first place if you weren't.
WRAY: The point is: I know there's no way in hell you'd be talking to me right
now if you had a choice.
(She stops and faces him.)
WRAY: So, please, can we just cut to the chase?
(Strom grins for a moment, then looks at her seriously.)
STROM: Make this happen.
WRAY: I'm not a scientist.  How can I do that?
STROM: You have influence.  The people on board need to believe it'll get them
home.
WRAY: Even if, in reality, it can get us all killed.
STROM: Not what I've been told.
WRAY: Why are you pushing so hard?
STROM: *If* this works, we think we might be able to use the data to re-engineer
the process in one of our ships here in this galaxy.
WRAY: Dial a Gate to Destiny without an Icarus-type planet.
STROM: Yes – and get the team that was supposed to go in the first place back on
board.  Now that we know where the ninth chevron leads, this mission has taken
on even more importance.
WRAY: Why isn't Rush here?
STROM: Ah.  We're not convinced Rush wants to come home.
(Camile takes that thought in for a moment.)
STROM: And do I have to remind you how much you have to gain personally in all
of this?
WRAY (smiling at him a little bitterly): Assuming I live.

DESTINY.  In the Mess, Eli Wallace is sitting at a table with T.J., Scott,
Ronald Greer and Chloe Armstrong.
WALLACE: The ship doesn't have enough power to dial back to Earth and – as we've
seen recently – when the ship runs out of juice, it finds a star and refills its
tanks.  Now, theoretically, at that time the full power of the star should be
available to us.
GREER: Star power.
WALLACE: Yeah.  It's brilliant! ... *If* we can somehow use the ship as a
conduit and channel the star's energy into the Gate as we dial.
SCOTT: That would do it.
WALLACE: The problem is the "whole ship as a conduit" part.
JOHANSEN: Well, does anyone know when the ship will run out of power again?
WALLACE: It's tough to tell.  Based on current usage, probably gonna be several
months.
(At a nearby table, Riley and Adam Brody have been listening to the
conversation.)
BRODY: Not if we can drain the power faster.
WALLACE: Right!  That's the part of the plan that sounded a little vague.
RILEY: It's possible.
SCOTT: So you guys are saying you're all for this?
BRODY: Let's see what Rush says.

In the Control Room, Young and Camile have returned to their own bodies and are
explaining the plan to Nicholas Rush.
RUSH: Given how little we know about this ship ...
WRAY: Can't we at least try it, and abort if something goes wrong?
RUSH: Well, unfortunately, the "something goes wrong" part would most likely
mean the ship exploding.
YOUNG: Not according to the people who came up with the idea.
RUSH: Well, if only all science was that definitive, Colonel.  You're just gonna
have to choose who you wanna believe.

LATER.  Chloe and Eli are in the communication room with Riley.  There are three
stones on the table, and a Kino is hovering over the table.  Eli is looking
nervously at the stones.
ARMSTRONG: Nothing to worry about.  Doesn't hurt at all.
WALLACE (nonchalantly): Do I look worried?
ARMSTRONG: A little.
WALLACE (smiling ruefully): Just trying to figure out what I'm gonna say to my
mom.
RILEY: *My* family thinks I'm on sabbatical in Africa.
WALLACE: So, when it's time to come back, what do I do?  Click my heels three
times?
RILEY: There's no way for you to disconnect the transmission yourself.  The base
needs to be manually shut down.  There's a device on the other side as well, and
turning either off will sever the connection.
WALLACE: Pretty cool.
RILEY: Easiest way to swap consciousness with someone across the universe I've
ever seen!
(Young comes into the room.)
YOUNG: What's with the Kino?
WALLACE: First time using the stones.  Very exciting(!)
(Young nods and the three of them pick up their stones and put them onto the
base.  The footage from the Kino still shows Young, Eli and Chloe standing there
but their bodies have been taken over by Telford, Doctor Williams and a young
female scientist, Doctor McCormick.  Williams looks down at Eli's clothes in
distaste.)
WILLIAMS: Any chance I could get something *else* to wear?
(On Earth, Eli and Chloe look down at their new bodies in surprise but Young is
immediately comfortable in Telford's body, having been in it several times
before.  Eli turns and looks at a nearby screen showing the camera footage of
the room.  He waves his hand and watches as, on the screen, Williams does
likewise.  He points at the screen, laughing.)
WALLACE: Wow!  Check me out!
(He turns away from the screen.)
WALLACE: OK, this is weird.
(He looks at Chloe nervously.)
WALLACE: The people we're in can't hear us, can they?
ARMSTRONG: No.
WALLACE: I wonder what they're doing with *our* bodies?
(He chuckles, but Young looks at him in concern, as if it has only just dawned
on him what Telford might be doing in his own body.)

On Destiny, Telford is waiting for Scott to bring Doctor Rush to him, and the
two of them now dutifully arrive.
RUSH: Colonel Telford.
TELFORD: I'll just get right to it.  I've been ordered to enact the rescue plan
put forward by the I.O.A.
RUSH: Rescue plan?
SCOTT: I don't understand.
TELFORD: I brought Doctors McCormick and Williams with me.  (To Rush) I believe
you know them.
RUSH: Yes.
TELFORD: I've already set them to work.
SCOTT: What about Colonel Young?
TELFORD: Effective immediately, *I'm* assuming command of the Destiny.

EARTH.  HOMEWORLD COMMAND.  Young is in Jack's office.
YOUNG: You replaced me?
O'NEILL: For now.
YOUNG: Without waiting to hear my answer?
O'NEILL: You were going to say ...?
YOUNG: Give us more time.
O'NEILL: Then you were going to be disobeying a direct order.
YOUNG: Sir ...
O'NEILL: Look, I offered you command of the expedition.  You were my first
choice.  But you turned it down.  Your exact words, as I recall, were, "I don't
think it's still in me, sir."
YOUNG: Well, I'm there now, sir, whether I like it or not – whether *anyone*
likes it.  This is wrong and you know it.  I spent most of my career looking up
to you because you always did the right thing even if it meant disregarding the
chain of command.
O'NEILL: Colonel.  Don't think *I* like this.

LATER.  Young has explained the situation to Eli and Chloe.
WALLACE: They can't do this to us, can they?
YOUNG: Well, for now, they have.  Look, I think it comes down to the fact that
they don't trust Rush – and the truth is, I can't blame them.
ARMSTRONG: What are we supposed to do?
YOUNG: They've given you permission to see your families as long as you guys
follow the rules.
WALLACE: Look, I hate to go there, but what happens if they screw up and the
ship explodes?
YOUNG: Most likely we will die here, too.
(Eli and Chloe share a concerned look.)
YOUNG: Look, apparently they're just doing some preliminary testing, information
gathering, nothing too crazy.
WALLACE: So what you're saying is: live it up while we can(!)
(He smiles nervously.)

DESTINY MESS.  Scott and Greer are sitting at a table eating a meal.  Telford
walks in with two marines and heads over to their table.  Scott raises his
eyebrows warningly at Greer, who doesn't even need to turn around to realise who
has come in and what he wants.
GREER (without turning around): Colonel Telford, I presume.
TELFORD: Sergeant.
(Greer stands up and turns to face him.)

Shortly afterwards, Telford walks along the corridor followed by Greer and his
military escort.  Telford reaches a door and activates the wall panel to open
it.  Greer strolls into the small room on the other side, then turns to face the
colonel.
TELFORD (to the escort): He can use the facilities, that's it.
(He closes the doors.)

LATER.  Telford and the scientists are explaining the plan to the rest of the
crew.  Doctor Williams has changed into what he considers to be more acceptable
clothes (though it's not clear where he got them from).
RILEY: And what if the power flow can't be controlled?
WILLIAMS: Well, if there are any dangerous fluctuations, we just shut it down
and allow the ship to continue powering up.
BRODY (sounding a little dubious): Early tests show it *should* work.
TELFORD: We're not going to be putting you in any more danger than you're
already in just being here.
McCORMICK: From what I gather, supplies are desperately short.
WILLIAMS: And, given the condition of the ship, it could experience a fatal
breakdown at any time.
WRAY: No-one is trying to alarm you unduly, but we can't continue to scrape by,
barely surviving.
TELFORD: Obviously we can't say for sure that this is going to get you home, but
the best minds that we have are working on this and I'm sure you'll agree ...
(He looks around the assembled crowd and locks eyes with Rush who is standing at
the doorway a little distance away from everyone else.)
TELFORD: ... it's well worth pursuing.
(Without a word, Rush turns and leaves the room.)

LATER.  OBSERVATION DECK.  Telford walks in and finds Rush sitting at a table
working on a laptop.
TELFORD: Doctor Rush.
RUSH: Colonel.
(Telford walks forward and looks at the F.T.L. vortex rushing past the front
window.)
TELFORD: It is spectacular, isn't it?
RUSH: Yes.
(Telford turns and walks over to him.)
TELFORD: If this plan has any chance of succeeding ...
RUSH: ... which it doesn't.  Control over most of the ship's operational systems
is limited at best.  Navigation, propulsion and many others have been locked out
entirely by a master code which we have had no luck in breaking.
TELFORD: Thought you might wanna know we've come up with a way of draining the
power.
RUSH: Yes, so I heard.  Many of the power conduits have been badly damaged, and
firing the ship's weapons system – without either repairing them or isolating
the damaged areas – would be prohibitively dangerous.
TELFORD: Yeah, that's what we're working on right now.  Just wanted to keep you
informed.
(He walks away.)

EARTH.  Eli is sitting in a car with Major Green.  They have parked outside
Eli's house.
WALLACE: She's not gonna understand.  She can barely follow an episode of "Star
Trek"!
GREEN: You don't *have* to tell her.
(Eli thinks about it, then goes to the front door of the house and knocks.  His
mother opens the door and looks at the figure of Doctor Williams standing
there.)
MRS WALLACE: Yes?
WALLACE (nervously): Hi.  Uh ...
MRS WALLACE: Can I help you?
WALLACE: My name is ...
(He hesitates, wanting for a moment to give his real name, but then he decides
not to go that route.)
WALLACE: ... Philip.  Philip Fry.  I work with your son.
MRS WALLACE: You know Eli?
WALLACE: We've recently become very close

ARMSTRONG HOUSE.  Chloe has apparently been at the house for some time and is
now sitting on the side of her bed looking sadly at the reflection of Doctor
McCormick in the full length mirror in front of her.  Her mother comes to the
open bedroom door and knocks.  Chloe looks round at her and her mother smiles
and comes into the room.  She has clearly adjusted to the situation much better
than last time we saw her, even though this is a second new person saying that
she's her daughter.  Chloe, on the other hand, shakes her head sadly.
ARMSTRONG: It doesn't feel real.  It's like a bad dream.
(Her mother sits down on the bed beside her.)
MRS ARMSTRONG: You're here.  If this is the only way, I can live with that.
ARMSTRONG: I can't stay this way forever, Mom.
MRS ARMSTRONG: I know.  Everyone's working very hard to get you home.
ARMSTRONG: I'm *trying* to get through this, I *am*.
(Her mother takes her hand.)
MRS ARMSTRONG: Your father always used to say ...
ARMSTRONG: ... "One step at a time."  I miss him so much.
(Her mother puts her arm around her shoulder and rests her head against
Chloe's.)
MRS ARMSTRONG: Me too.

WALLACE HOUSE.  Eli is sitting at the kitchen table.  His mother brings him a
can of Coke and a glass and sits down opposite him.
WALLACE: Oh, awesome!  Thanks!
MRS WALLACE: Eli drinks four or five of those a day.
WALLACE: Actually, he quit.
MRS WALLACE: Really?!  I find that hard to believe!
WALLACE: He's on a bit of a crash diet.  (He smiles at the irony of what he's
about to say.)  You may not recognise him next time you see him.
MRS WALLACE: When will that be?  Do you know?
WALLACE: I'm sorry.  I'm not sure.  Really getting into shape, though!
MRS WALLACE: Can I get you something to eat?
WALLACE: Uh, Eli said you make *the* most amazing chocolate chip cookies.
MRS WALLACE (smiling): He told you that?
WALLACE: Oh yeah!  It's crazy how close you get in such a short time.  Sometimes
it's like he's just ... (he gestures towards his head) ... right up there in my
brain!
(He laughs nervously.)
MRS WALLACE: Why don't I make some?  You could take `em back with you.
(She gets up and walks into the kitchen.)
WALLACE: He also said you make a mean schnitzel! ... But I don't wanna put you
out.
MRS WALLACE (putting on an apron): No, I'm happy to do it.  You know, I thought
he'd be calling more often.
WALLACE: Here, let me help you.
(He goes into the kitchen, hoping to distract her from her thought.  She starts
to get bowls and utensils out.)
MRS WALLACE: So tell me: this work you're doing – I know you can't tell me much
about it.
WALLACE: I can tell you that it's important.  In fact, it could change the world
as we know it.
MRS WALLACE: Really?  My Eli?  Not that I'm surprised – don't get me wrong. 
He's my son – of *course* I think he's special, but he was always so bright, so
different, but he just ... he never seemed to apply himself.
(As she has been talking, Eli has opened one of the kitchen cupboards behind her
and taken out two large ceramic jars.  Neither of them has a label showing what
they contain but of course he already knows.  He opens the second one as,
unaware of what he's doing, Mrs Wallace continues talking.)
MRS WALLACE: Some of it was my fault.
WALLACE: Oh, no.  He doesn't blame you at all – for *anything*.  I'm sorry if
this is personal, but he told me you're not well.
(She turns and looks at him.)
MRS WALLACE: Did he?
(Elli nods.  She looks at him for a moment longer, then her eyes drop to the jar
he's holding.  He has taken out some of the chocolate chips from the jar and is
holding them in his other hand.)
WALLACE: Huh!  (He tips the chips back into the jar.)  Lucky guess!
(He laughs in embarrassment as his mother frowns in confusion.  He puts the jar
down and tries to bluff his way through the awkwardness.)
WALLACE: Eggs are in the fridge, right?!
(He goes over to the fridge to collect eggs and butter.)
MRS WALLACE: I didn't think he ever talked to *anyone* about it.
WALLACE: He asked me to make sure the Air Force was making good on their promise
to help you.
MRS WALLACE: To be honest, the whole thing makes me a little anxious.  I ... I
really just wanna know Eli's OK.
WALLACE (softly): He is.
(She turns and looks at him.)
MRS WALLACE: You make sure you tell him I'm proud of him.
(Eli nods, fighting to control himself and not break down in tears.)
WALLACE: I will.
(She turns away, also trying not to cry.)
MRS WALLACE: I'm sorry.  I ... it's just, it all happened so suddenly ... and I
... I miss him.
WALLACE (sadly): He misses you too.

DESTINY.  Somewhere on the ship, Brody and Riley are in the spacesuits and are
working on repairing some broken pipes.  Brody backs away from the area he was
working on and looks across to Riley, who is welding.
BRODY: That's it for me.
RILEY: I'm almost done over here.
(Rush is sitting in the Control Room listening to their conversation as Telford,
Williams and McCormick come in.)
TELFORD: You're stalling.
RUSH: I'm doing things the way they need to be done.
WILLIAMS: Now, we've isolated power to forty percent of the operational weapons
system and it should be good enough to get us a read on our power reduction
capability.
(Rush shakes his head.  Telford leans closer to him.)
TELFORD: The next time we drop out of F.T.L.
RUSH: No, look, look, this ship is old and damaged.  The computers aren't
registering half the things they're supposed to.  I want manual confirmation
before activating *any* system that comprehensive.
TELFORD: Over eighty percent of this ship is inaccessible without spacesuits
right now.  With only two suits, doing it your way could take months.
RUSH (firmly): If that's what it takes.
(Out in the ship, Brody and Riley close a bulkhead between them and the area
they were just working in.)
RILEY: Doctor Rush, we're ready here.
RUSH (over radio): OK, sending power through.
(Riley and Brody peer through the small window in the bulkhead.  A few seconds
later steam begins to vent from the pipe that Riley had been welding.  An alarm
sounds in the Control Room.)
RUSH: Riley?
RILEY: Looks like a coolant leak.
BRODY: I thought you got it.
RILEY: Yeah, so did I.
(In the Control Room the alarm is still sounding as Rush types busily on the
console.)
RUSH: There's a problem.  Power's backing up in the link.
TELFORD: Shut it down.
RUSH: I'm trying.  It's not working.
WILLIAMS: The problem is contained.  It's restricted to that corridor.
RUSH: That's not the point.
TELFORD: How big an explosion are we talking about?
(In the corridor, Riley hits the panel to open the bulkhead.)
RILEY: I'm going in.  I can seal it.
(Brody grabs him and tries to hold him back.)
BRODY: Are you crazy?  You can't go in there!
RILEY (shoving him aside): We're on the hull!
(He steps over the threshold and hits the panel to close the bulkhead again. 
Brody runs to the window and watches as he gets to work.)
(In the Control Room, Telford angrily demands information.)
TELFORD: Rush!
RUSH: We're in F.T.L.  If it punctures the hull, disrupts the shield at all even
for a microsecond, then the entire ship could be in jeopardy.
(In the corridor, Riley is trying to weld the pipe closed.  A spark hits the
coolant and the gas ignites, sending Riley flying across the corridor and
crashing hard into the opposite wall.)
BRODY (anguished): RILEY!!
(The fire dies down and Riley can be seen lying on the floor, the inside of his
helmet visor covered in blood.)

LATER.  Brody is sitting on the floor outside the Infirmary.  Rush is standing
nearby.  T.J. is inside the room and is tending to Riley's unconscious body. 
She has just finished bandaging his head and putting him onto a drip.  She comes
out to report to the men.  Brody scrambles up and looks at her anxiously.
JOHANSEN: It's, um, it's gonna be touch and go.

LATER.  In the Mess, Rush is sitting at a table and eating his meal.  Telford
comes in and sits down opposite him.
TELFORD: We're proceeding with the test next time we drop out of F.T.L.
RUSH: Colonel, the man nearly died.
TELFORD: *You're* the one who put him in jeopardy.
RUSH: I was trying to make sure you didn't kill us all.
TELFORD: I'm not going to.
RUSH: OK, I accept responsibility for what happened, but *you* forced the
situation, and activating the weapons system the way you're proposing is
completely reckless.
TELFORD: Come on, Rush.  These people are in danger just being here, evidenced
by what just happened.  The ship is falling apart.  They're the wrong people for
this.  We need to get them home.
RUSH: Yeah, well, there's a right way of doing that.
TELFORD: We *are* doing it the right way.
RUSH: That's a matter of opinion.
TELFORD: Look, I know that we've had our differences in the past ...
RUSH: Yeah.  You wanted me off the expedition team.  I remember.
TELFORD: It was my duty to express concern for how everyone else felt about you.
RUSH: So are you suggesting that my judgement is now somehow clouded?  Or is it
that I'm just plain lying?
TELFORD: Admit it, Rush.  After everything that's happened, you're afraid
they're not going to let you come back.
(They lock gazes for a long moment, then Rush stands up and leaves the room.)

EARTH.  Eli is either in a hotel room or has been given temporary use of an
apartment.  He is standing side-on to a full length mirror on the wall, looking
into the mirror and admiring Doctor Williams' much slimmer and fitter body.  His
mobile phone rings and he picks it up and answers it.
WALLACE: Hello.
ARMSTRONG (over phone): Hey, it's me.
(Eli grins happily.)
WALLACE: How's it going?
ARMSTRONG: Uh, OK.  How'd your mom take it?
WALLACE: Couldn't do it.  I told her I was a co-worker.
ARMSTRONG: I told my friends I'm Cousin Liz from out west.
(Eli laughs.)
WALLACE: I may have over-sold the job.  I said I was gonna change everything for
mankind as we know it!
(He pulls a face.)
WALLACE: What the hell, right?  Might as well make her feel like I left for a
good reason.
ARMSTRONG: You *did*.
WALLACE (not convinced): Right.  I guess so.
ARMSTRONG: So, uh, some of my old friends are taking "Cousin Liz" out on the
town to see Janelle Monae.  You wanna come hang out with us?
WALLACE: Hell, *yes*!

YOUNG HOUSE.  Colonel Young is sitting in a car outside his house and watching
his wife, Emily, arrive home with bags of shopping.  A couple of minutes later
Emily is in the kitchen unpacking her bags when she hears a knock on the door. 
She goes to the door and opens it.  Her face fills with anger when she realises
who it is.
YOUNG: Emily, it's me.
(Emily instantly closes the door again.)
YOUNG: Emily.  Hey, no!  Emily!
(He pushes on the door and knocks on it again.)
YOUNG: Emily, please, just-just open the door.
(Emily, leaning angrily against the door on the other side, turns and calls
through it.)
EMILY: Just go away!
YOUNG: I'm not-I'm not leaving, Emily.  I'm not gonna leave you.
EMILY: I will call the police, Everett!
YOUNG (thumping on the door): Emily, please!  It doesn't end like this, Emily! 
Open the door!  I just wanna talk to you!
(Emily runs her hands through her hair in frustration but doesn't open the door.
Young turns away from the door in defeat and stares off into the distance for a
while, then turns back to the door.)
YOUNG: All right, hey.  Just ... I need you to just listen to me, OK, because I
know this is crazy.  I'm barely keeping it together and the only thing that's
keeping me from going out of my mind is you.  That's making me crazy too, `cause
I know how much I hurt you and I know that you hate me for leaving.
(Emily scoffs silently on the other side of the door.)
YOUNG: Emily, I really tried.  I-I didn't want ... I didn't wanna come here.  I
tried not to come here but I can't ... I can't stand it!
(His voice gets quieter.)
YOUNG: Baby, I'm so sorry.  I'm so sorry.  I love you so much.  Please, just ...
I had to try, all right?  I had to, just in case there was a chance ...
(On the other side of the door, Emily fights back tears.)
YOUNG: ... a chance that you could forgive me.
(He leans his forehead against the door and blows out a breath.)
YOUNG: You know, maybe you're just afraid ... thinking that I would die out
there so it's easier for you to just push me away now than have to face me like
this.  I just wanna come home to you, and that's all I want.
(Sadly, he turns around and walks down the path.  Just as he opens the gate,
Emily opens the front door.  He turns back to her, looking at her hopefully. 
She looks at him for a long moment, then walks towards him and, crying, puts her
arms around his neck and begins to sob as he holds her.)

NIGHTCLUB.  As Janelle Monae performs on stage and the patrons dance, Eli is
standing at the bar smiling happily.  Nearby, a young woman is looking at him –
or, rather, at the dishy young Doctor Williams – admiringly.  She leans across
to him.
WOMAN: Hi.
(Eli glances around at the sound of her voice, then does a double-take.  He
looks around him, convinced that she must be talking to someone else.)
WALLACE: Me?
WOMAN (nodding): What's your name?
(Eli wracks his brain for a moment before remembering the name he is currently
using.)
WALLACE: Phil.  Can I buy you a drink?
WOMAN (lifting her glass): I have one.
WALLACE: Yes, you do!
(He smiles at her.)
WALLACE: Wanna dance?
WOMAN: Sure.
(She drains her glass and heads for the dance floor.  Eli, shocked and amazed,
follows after her.)
WALLACE: Oh my God!  This is *awesome*!
(Nearby, Chloe is sitting with her friends.  She looks a little unhappy about
the way that two of them, Josh and Selena, are sitting close together and
leaning in towards each other.  She turns her head away and sees Eli dancing
with the woman.  He looks across and sees Chloe watching him and, grinning,
gives her a double thumbs-up, opening his mouth in an awestruck "Look what *I'm*
dancing with!" kind of way.  She laughs and turns away just as Josh stands up,
holding Selena`s hand.)
JOSH: Hey, we're gonna go dance.  You guys wanna come?
ARMSTRONG: No.
(As the other two move onto the dance floor, she turns to another male friend
sitting beside her.)
ARMSTRONG: How long have Selena and Josh been together?
MAN: Uh, I dunno.  Too bad about Chloe's dad, huh?
ARMSTRONG: Yeah.
MAN: What's she gonna do?
ARMSTRONG: What do you mean?
MAN: For a job.  She was working for him, right?
ARMSTRONG: I don't really think that's on her mind right now.
MAN: Sure.  Well, tell her we're sorry.
ARMSTRONG: I will.
MAN: You know, it sucks for me, `cause Senator Armstrong was hooking me up with
this Wall Street connection.  Now that's not gonna happen.
(Chloe looks down at her drink, then puts the glass onto the table.)
ARMSTRONG: I think I have to go throw up.
(She gets up and walks away.  Later, she's at the bar and the barman puts
another drink down in front of her.  She lifts the glass to her mouth and
watches in the mirror behind the bar as Doctor McCormick drinks from the glass. 
Selena comes over and stands beside her at the bar.)
SELENA: Hey.
ARMSTRONG: Hey.
SELENA: So is Chloe really OK?
ARMSTRONG: She'll be fine.
SELENA: I wish she'd call me back.
ARMSTRONG: I'm sure she misses you.  I ... I think she's just having a hard time
dealing right now.
SELENA: It's just ... I really need to talk to her, you know?
ARMSTRONG: You mean about the fact that you're sleeping with her boyfriend?
SELENA: What?
ARMSTRONG: It's pretty obvious you guys are together.
SELENA: Look, Josh and Chloe broke up.
ARMSTRONG: Yeah, I don't think she ever would have suspected that you're the
real reason why.
SELENA (indignantly): I don't know who you ...
ARMSTRONG (angrily): How could you *do* this to me?
SELENA: To *you*?!
(Chloe, more than a little drunk, grabs the girl's jacket and shakes her.)
ARMSTRONG: You're supposed to be her best friend!
SELENA (pulling herself free): Get your hands off of me!
(She glares at Chloe, who turns away from her.)

YOUNG HOUSE.  Emily has apparently forgiven her husband, because the two of them
are naked in bed and are making love.  She sits up and writhes on top of him,
moaning quietly.

DESTINY.  Scott comes into a room where Telford is talking with Williams and
McCormick.
SCOTT: Excuse me.  Colonel?  Can I have a word?
TELFORD (to the scientists): One moment.
(He starts to walk away with Scott.)
SCOTT: It's about Sergeant Greer ...
(As he speaks, a brief shimmer envelops everyone as Destiny comes out of F.T.L. 
Telford stumbles forward, but it's Colonel Young who grabs hold of a console to
steady himself.  He stares around the room in confusion.)
SCOTT: Colonel Telford?
(Colonel Telford is a long way away ... and stares up in amazement and shock as
Emily Young writhes on top of him.  Unaware of the change, she groans with
passion.  On Destiny, Young looks around in horror.)
YOUNG: It's not, it's Young.  What just happened?
SCOTT: We just dropped out of F.T.L., sir.
(Behind them, Chloe and Eli have also returned to their own bodies.)
ARMSTRONG: Uh, what's going on?
WALLACE: It must have disrupted communication between the stones.
YOUNG: Scott, listen to me.  We don't have a lot of time.  You've gotta ...
(At that moment, everyone switches again and once more Telford, Williams and
McCormick are in the others' bodies.  Scott, unaware of this, is confused as
Young falls silent.)
SCOTT: Colonel Young?  Colonel Young!
(Telford, still bewildered by his brief sexual encounter, straightens up and
tries to pull himself together.)
(Back in Emily's bedroom, she groans again.)
EMILY: Oh baby.
(She tumbles forward onto Young, who wraps his arms around her as she groans
passionately again.  His eyes fill with horror as he realises what must have
been going on in the couple of seconds that he was away.)
(On Destiny, Telford finally manages to get his brain in gear again.)
TELFORD: What just happened?
SCOTT: We just dropped out of F.T.L.
WILLIAMS: Looks like it might have temporarily disrupted the communication
device.
TELFORD: We have to fix that.
SCOTT: Sir, I think Colonel Young wanted me to shut down the stones.
TELFORD: This is no longer his command.  Is that clear?  The device stays on.

YOUNG HOUSE.  Some time later, Young is on the phone to the Pentagon.
YOUNG: A glitch?!  That's one helluva *glitch*, General.
O'NEILL: That's what I'm being told, Colonel.  They're working on it.
YOUNG: Yes, sir.  Just let me know.

NIGHTCLUB.  Eli has been outside to make a phonecall and now comes back and sits
down with Chloe.
WALLACE: They said it was some sort of glitch, apparently.  It won't happen
again.
(Chloe looks like she's at least four-fifths drunk.)
ARMSTRONG: How do they know?
WALLACE: I don't know.  Right now, I don't care!  Did you see the girl I was
dancing with?!  She wrote her e-mail address on my hand!
ARMSTRONG (drunkenly raising her glass to her lips): I hate this.  I hate
everybody.
WALLACE: Hey, Captain Buzzkill.
(He reaches out and pulls her glass away from her mouth as she attempts to down
the entire drink in one.)
WALLACE: Whoa-whoa-OK.  No more drinks for Cousin Liz!
(He puts the glass down where she can't reach it.  She points across the dance
floor.)
ARMSTRONG: You see those two over there?  My best friend Selena and my
ex-boyfriend.
(Eli looks at the two of them talking, then turns back to Chloe.)
WALLACE: You could do better.  D'you wanna dance?
(Chloe glares across the floor at her two former friends.)
ARMSTRONG (drunkenly): I think I wanna go over there and punch him in the face.
WALLACE: Hey!  Hey!  *I* have an idea!
(Chloe drags her gaze away from the other two and looks at him.)
WALLACE: How `bout we get outta here?
(They leave the club – or, rather, Eli supports Chloe as she drapes one arm
around his shoulder and stumbles out, barely able to stand.)
WALLACE: Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy.
(They totter off down the street.)
ARMSTRONG: This is awful.  I'm not even drunk at all.
WALLACE: Really?!  `Cause you *seem* drunk.
ARMSTRONG: My head's just all foggy.
WALLACE: Almost there.  Come on, come on.
(He steers her towards a parked car.)
ARMSTRONG: Usually it makes me feel better.
WALLACE: Huh!
ARMSTRONG: At least for a little while.
WALLACE: It usually makes *me* dizzy.
(He unlocks the passenger door and pours her into the seat.)
WALLACE: And then I fall asleep.
(He closes the door, goes around the car and gets into the driver's seat. 
Beside him, Chloe starts to grizzle.  Eli stares skywards in despair.)
WALLACE: Just *once*, I'd like to go out with a girl and *not* have it end with
her crying.
ARMSTRONG (tearfully): My life was so shallow and pointless.  And then I started
working with my dad.  I really thought that I could *do* something, make a
difference.
WALLACE: You *can*.
ARMSTRONG (sobbing): These aren't even my tears!
WALLACE (trying and failing not to laugh): I'm sorry!
(He pulls himself together.)
WALLACE: If it makes you feel better, *I* had a really great time tonight.
ARMSTRONG (sniffling): I'm glad.
WALLACE: D'you know the last time a girl *that* hot told me I was cute?
(He thinks about it for a moment.)
WALLACE: Never.
(Chloe begins to calm down and wipes her eyes.)
ARMSTRONG: Doesn't it bother you that she wasn't really talking about *you*?
WALLACE: Well ... when you put it like that ...
(Chloe looks at him, embarrassed.)
ARMSTRONG: Oh, I didn't mean that.  Come on.  You're cute!
(Eli scoffs.)
ARMSTRONG: The *real* you.
(They gaze at each other for a moment, then she shuffles across the seat, leans
in and kisses Eli.  Taking his face in her hands, she deepens the kiss.  He
begins to respond ... and then she's back in her seat and still just gazing at
him.  Eli just fantasised the kiss.  She frowns at his expression.)
ARMSTRONG: What?
WALLACE: Nothing!  Go on – you were saying?
ARMSTRONG: And you're funny too.  And you're a genius ...
WALLACE (embarrassed): Oh ...
ARMSTRONG: And ...
(Eli leans his head back against the headrest, suspecting that he knows what
she's about to say.)
WALLACE: Don't say it!
ARMSTRONG: ... you're a good friend.
(Eli closes his eyes briefly in resignation.)
WALLACE (bitterly): Yes.  That's me.  I'm a good friend!
ARMSTRONG: I don't wanna be trapped on that ship.  And I don't wanna be stuck
here like this.  I can't feel anything, can you?
WALLACE (looking at her fondly): Well ...
ARMSTRONG (talking over him): You know what's the worst part about having a
father like mine?
WALLACE (blinking): Whoa.  How did we get onto that?
ARMSTRONG: You can't live up to it.  He was so *great*.  (She sighs.)  I'll
never be like he was.
(She starts to cry again.)
ARMSTRONG (tearfully): My dad definitely would have punched Josh in the face!
(Eli tries not to giggle.)
WALLACE: Wow.  I think I'm gonna take you home.
ARMSTRONG: Could you take me home?
(Eli looks round at her, bewildered.)

DESTINY.  The ship is still in normal space as Camile Wray walks into the
Observation Deck to join Doctor Rush who is leaning on the front balcony.
WRAY: A lot of people are behind this.
RUSH: Well, a lot of people play the lottery.  What's surprising is they'd do it
with their lives.
WRAY: I know you're opposed.  I have serious concerns myself.  I'm just
wondering how much safer it might be if you were involved.
(Ahead of them out of the window, Destiny's weapons begin to fire randomly out
into space.  Camile and Rush watch as more and more blasts head out into the
darkness.  In the newly designated holding cell, Greer also watches as the
weapons continue to discharge.  Scott is also in the room, having come to
visit.)
GREER: They can't keep me locked up in here forever.
SCOTT: But you know he will, long as he can.
(He chuckles.)
SCOTT: What you did ...!
GREER (also chuckling): He had it coming to him.  (He looks round at Scott.) 
Look, just shut down the damn stones.
SCOTT: I'm not you, Ron.  He's our commanding officer.
GREER: Colonel *Young* is our commanding officer.
SCOTT: Telford's got guards posted twenty-four/seven.  What am I supposed to do?
(Greer looks back out of the window at the weapons blasts as they fly off into
space.)
GREER: This better work.
(Scott nods in agreement.)

GATEROOM.  Telford comes in and walks over to Rush who is standing at one of the
consoles.
TELFORD: What are you doing?
RUSH: I'm making sure we still have enough power to control these consoles when
approaching the star.
TELFORD: Doctor Williams says you've come up with a way of improving the odds of
success.
RUSH: Well, I don't wanna die, Colonel.
TELFORD: Good.  Hopefully we've proven that's not our goal.
(He walks away just as many of the lights start to go out.  The plan is working
and Destiny is starting to lose power.)

EARTH.  YOUNG HOUSE.  Everett and Emily, still mostly undressed, share a drink. 
They sit opposite each other at the side of a table and she has her feet up on
his lap.  She looks at him thoughtfully.
EMILY: I'm sorry.  I couldn't deal with it – the thought of you being trapped on
that ship, with *her*.
YOUNG: What do I ... what do I have to do?
EMILY: Oh, I shouldn't have brought it up again.  I ... I know it's over.  But
you've gotta understand ...
(The glass slips from Young's fingers and drops to the floor, where it shatters.
Colonel Telford looks down at it in surprise, then looks up at Emily.  She looks
at his shocked expression with concern.)
EMILY: Everett?
(In a corridor on Destiny, Young looks around in anguish as Rush stops and looks
at him, puzzled.)
YOUNG: No!
(He looks round at Rush.)
YOUNG: Rush, what's happening?
RUSH: We just jumped to F.T.L.
(And instantly Young is back in Telford's body again in his house on Earth.  He
looks around, trying to keep up with the constant changes.)
(On Destiny, Telford is trying to make a similar adjustment.)
TELFORD: Rush?
RUSH: Colonel Telford?
(Fingering Young's wedding ring with his other hand and starting to understand
who the woman is who he's been spending intermittent moments with, Telford
nods.)
TELFORD: Yes.
RUSH: Everything OK?
(Telford straightens and pulls himself together.)
TELFORD: It will be soon enough.

Some time later, Destiny bursts out of F.T.L. flight and heads directly towards
the nearest star.  In the Control Room, Eli returns to his own body, looks
around at Chloe sitting beside him and stands up in indignation and starts
protesting to Rush who is sitting nearby.
WALLACE: All right – this is ridiculous.  Jumping back and forth without any
warning is completely ...
(He finishes the sentence alone in his hotel/apartment on Earth.)
WALLACE: ... unacceptable.
(He takes a moment to re-adjust.)
WALLACE: Seriously.

DESTINY GATEROOM.  The entire crew is gathering, bringing with them their small
bags of personal possessions which they brought from Icarus.  As the marines
marshal them into positions away from the Stargate and Rush watches the
activity, Destiny begins her second firewalk and plunges towards the star.  The
power cells lower down from the underside of the ship and begin to charge.  In
the Gateroom, Williams is at one of the consoles with McCormick, Brody and
Telford.  Rush and Dale Volker, standing at the other console, watch them
anxiously.
WILLIAMS: Diverting power flow to the Stargate.  Ready to attempt dialling.
TELFORD: Do it.
(He turns towards the Stargate as Williams activates the controls.  The Gate
lights up and begins to spin.  Everyone watches it as it rotates for a while,
then stops and its first chevron locks.  The Gate spins on, then stops as its
second chevron locks.  It spins on as Destiny sinks deeper into the star and
more energy surges into the power cells.  The Gate locks another chevron and
begins to spin again, but now the room begins to shake.  Telford turns towards
Williams as electricity begins to spark around the Gate.  Scott calls out a
warning.)
SCOTT: Step back!  Everyone back up!
(The crew backs away nervously from the Gate as Telford walks over to Williams'
console.  Brody looks at the screen.)
BRODY: You're gonna overload the capacitors.
WILLIAMS: Bringing power flow down.
(Despite all the electricity arcing around it, the Gate stops and locks another
chevron before spinning on.  Members of the crew cry out in alarm as the
sparking continues.)
BRODY: Limitations are *not* holding.
RUSH: Because this system wasn't meant to handle this much power.
(On the outside surface of the ship, the shield which is protecting the vessel
from the intense heat begins to flicker ominously.  The Gateroom shakes more
violently and the crew's cries of alarm become louder.)
TELFORD: Stay calm!
RUSH: The shield is failing.
WILLIAMS: Colonel, we need to abort.
(Telford looks around at the Gate in frustration, then angrily gestures to
Williams.)
TELFORD: Shut it down!
(Williams types on his console, then looks up in concern as the Gate continues
to spin.)
WILLIAMS: It's not working.
(Telford storms over to him as he continues trying to work the controls.)
TELFORD: I thought you said you could stop it!
WILLIAMS: I know!  It won't shut down!
(Telford turns and glares at Rush, who turns his head away as if unconcerned
about the whole imminent death thing.  Telford closes his eyes in frustration
for a moment, then turns and looks at Williams and McCormick before starting to
leave the Gateroom.  Understanding what he's about to do, the two of them follow
him.  Scott runs to the doorway and yells after them.)
SCOTT: Where the hell are you going?
(Rush looks across to Brody and nods quietly to him.  Brody picks up a radio and
hurries out of the room.  Scott races over to Rush.)
SCOTT: *Do* something!
(Calmly, Rush picks up his own radio and waits.)
(The locked doors to the communication room open and Telford, Williams and
McCormick hurry in.  Telford touches a switch on the activation box and
immediately Colonel Young looks around in surprise.  Behind him, Eli and Chloe
also jolt as they adjust to being back in their own bodies.  At the doorway,
Brody – who has chased after the others and seen what Telford did – activates
his radio.)
BRODY: They're gone.
RUSH (into radio): Thank you.
(Putting his radio down, he activates the controls on the console and the
Stargate goes dark, slows down and stops.  The electricity stops sparking around
it and all goes quiet.  A moment later, the lights come back on.  Everybody in
the room looks round at the consoles and Rush walks around his and goes out in
the centre of the room.)
RUSH: If I can have everyone's attention please.
(The crew gathers around him.)
RUSH: I'm sorry to have to tell you that, uh, we will *not* be going home.  Not
yet, anyway.  But you can all relax and return to your quarters.  The ship will
not be exploding ... (he smiles) ... at least not today.
SCOTT: Normal power levels will be restored soon, right?
RUSH: Yes.
(He looks around the crowd and gives them a quirky smile.)
RUSH: Thank you!
(Murmuring amongst themselves, the crew break up and start to leave the room. 
Destiny's power levels can be heard rising.  Camile, T.J. and Greer walk over to
face Rush.  Camile's face is full of anger.)
WRAY: You staged the whole thing
JOHANSEN: So all of this was just to get rid of Telford?
RUSH: Had to be done.
GREER: So you're sayin' that the ship is not gonna explode?
RUSH: Oh no, we would most definitely all be dead had I not put certain limits
in place.  I also arranged for the alarms and warnings to go off regardless – a
bit of theatre.  Always nice.
(He seems to notice for the first time that everyone around him is looking
rather furious at him.)
RUSH: Their plan was never gonna work.
SCOTT: You could've warned us.  You scared the *crap* out of everybody.
RUSH (a little bitterly): Well, I didn't know who was on my side, did I?
(He turns and walks away.  The group watches him go, speechless.)

EARTH.  In the conference room at the Pentagon, Colonel Young is back inside
Hamilton's body and is pacing around the room as he reports to representatives
of the I.O.A. and of the military.  Doctors Williams and McCormick are also
present.  Jack O'Neill is at the head of the table, and Telford – obviously in
his own body – is pacing angrily on the other side of the table.
YOUNG: Colonel Telford removed not only any sense of command but the two
scientists that designed and implemented the programme that was causing the
crisis.
WILLIAMS: The situation appeared to be irreversible.
YOUNG: Of course, and Doctor Rush was able to avoid catastrophic disaster.
WILLIAMS: Yes, and we'd like to see *how* he did that, along with the rest of
the data collected during the experiment.
YOUNG: Yeah, those were people's lives you were experimenting with.
TELFORD: We were trying to get them home.
YOUNG (stopping and glaring at him): You cut and ran.
STROM: There was no point in three more lives being lost if it could be avoided.
(Jack looks at him for a moment, then speaks rather reluctantly.)
O'NEILL: Colonel Telford was following orders.
YOUNG: Sure.  After much consideration, we've decided to stay in communication
with Earth.  I hope personal visits for everyone on board will still be
permitted.
STROM: That depends, Colonel.
O'NEILL: Consider it done.
(Strom looks at him in surprise, not having expected Jack to override him like
that.)
YOUNG: Thank you, sir.
(He looks at his watch.)
YOUNG: I'm afraid the time that I've allotted for this briefing is now up.
(He throws a look at Telford, then nods politely to Jack.)
YOUNG: General.
(He turns and leaves the room.  Jack's face has a "What?!" look on it, but he
masks it as Strom turns and looks angrily at him.)

DESTINY.  Young is standing a few steps up the stairway in the Gateroom, talking
to the assembled crew.
YOUNG: We're going to have to be tough, disciplined.  The road may be longer
than many of us hoped.  We *will* have to sacrifice, compromise, work together
without exceptions.
(In the Control Room, Eli – who has changed back into his usual clothes – is
watching the Kino recording of Young's pep talk on the console screen.  The talk
actually took place earlier and Eli was presumably controlling what the Kino
recorded at the time.  Now it pans across the Gateroom to watch Chloe standing
side by side with Matthew Scott.  Eli pauses the footage and zooms in on the
image so that he can see more clearly that the two of them are holding hands. 
As he gazes sadly at the image, Young walks into the Control Room.)
WALLACE: I thought you did a good job.  People need to know the truth ... but
they also need hope.
YOUNG: I need you to do something for me.
WALLACE (swinging around on his chair to face him): Sure thing.
YOUNG: Go over the data collected as they tried to dial the Gate.
WALLACE: I have already.  There's a lot I don't understand.
YOUNG: Well, then, you need to learn – as fast as you can, and you talk to
whoever you have to.
WALLACE: D'you think Rush is hiding something?
YOUNG: That's what I want *you* to tell *me*.
(Perhaps a little unwillingly, Eli nods.  Young turns and leaves the room and
Eli swings back around to the console and continues the playback of the earlier
recording.)
YOUNG (in the Gateroom): We *are* going to survive.  We *are* going to make it
home.  Make no mistake.  My first priority is to make sure that we all return to
those we love.

EARTH.  In her kitchen, Emily Young sits drinking coffee.  Someone knocks on the
door.  She puts down her mug, goes to the door and opens it.  Standing on the
doorstep is Colonel Telford.

106 WATER

Transcript by Callie Sullivan


Hunter Riley and Ronald Greer are having a chat in a corridor.
RILEY: Yeah, I read about these Chinese miners that survived a cave-in for six
days by drinking their urine.
GREER: I'm gonna go ahead and pretend I didn't hear that.
RILEY (laughing): Yeah!  You know what they ate?  Coal.
GREER: Coal?!
RILEY: Yeah.  That's a true story.  I mean, don't get me wrong – it was pretty
stupid.  Almost killed `em.
(Colonel Everett Young comes over to them.)
YOUNG: Water level's down again.  You're sure nobody went near that compartment
on your watch?
RILEY: Spencer came by and asked if he could have a look at the tank.
YOUNG: Why?
RILEY: He's a crazy person ... sir.  Anyway, I said no.
YOUNG: Nobody goes in there without my authorisation.
GREER: Sir.

SHORTLY AFTERWARDS.  Young has gone to the Control Room and is talking with
Nicholas Rush and Eli Wallace.
WALLACE: Maybe it evaporated when we went through the star.
RUSH: It's a closed system.
YOUNG: You know, all that water went somewhere.  We're down to half of what we
had when we got here.
RUSH: I don't understand this.
YOUNG: Well, you're the one trying to get the recycling system up and running. 
Maybe there's a leak somewhere.
WALLACE: No.  The ship says it's fine.
RUSH: If what you're saying is accurate ...
YOUNG: It is.
RUSH: ... then we've got a serious problem.
YOUNG: Well, we wouldn't if you did what I asked you to do in the first place.
RUSH: Oh, please.  Can we stick to one problem at a time?
YOUNG: Running out of water wouldn't matter if we just dial Earth, go home.
RUSH: I already explained that to you.
YOUNG: The ship's recharged, the power reserves are full ...
RUSH: That's the point.  They're *not*.
YOUNG: Well, where are we *at*, then, Rush?
RUSH: Probably about ... less than forty percent of their original design
capacity.
YOUNG (chuckling): Think I can't tell when somebody just pulls a number out of
his ass?
RUSH: What?!
WALLACE: Uh, *I* actually pulled that number out of *my* ass.  He's not making
it up.
RUSH: Look, if Destiny was ever capable of dialling back to Earth, it was
thousands of years ago when the Ancients originally intended to come here, but
not now.
YOUNG: Well, then, you're right.  We have a problem.
RUSH: Yes.
YOUNG (pointedly): Again.
(The two of them lock gazes for a long moment.  Finally Rush turns away.)
RUSH: OK, Eli ...
YOUNG: Get Brody in on this.  He's an engineer.  I need to borrow Eli.
(Nodding to the younger man, he leaves the room.  Eli obediently follows him,
leaving Rush frustrated.)

MESS HALL.  A Kino is floating in the air watching the queue of people lined up
waiting to collect their meal ration.  Dale Volker and Jeremy Franklin are next
to each other in the queue and are talking.
VOLKER: Forty thousand litres?!
FRANKLIN: That's what I heard.
VOLKER: Well, we didn't *drink* it.
FRANKLIN: Let's just say it wouldn't surprise me if there was more water than
they're telling us.
VOLKER: So, what?  They're hoarding it?
FRANKLIN: Big ship.  You know the military.  As long as they control the water
supply, they control *us*.
(While he has been talking, Volker has spotted the Kino nearby and is staring at
it suspiciously.  Franklin follows his gaze, rolls his eyes and turns to address
the Kino directly.)
FRANKLIN: That's right.  I'm talking about *you*.
(In another room, Eli turns off the volume in embarrassment.  Young is standing
next to him.)
YOUNG: Those two are harmless.  Keep it up.  I need to know who I can trust.
(He starts to leave the room.)
WALLACE: I feel like a spy.
YOUNG (turning back to him): Eli.
(Eli turns to him, probably expecting a few reassuring words from the colonel.)
YOUNG: Clean this room up.
(He leaves.  Eli sighs.)
WALLACE: Right.
(He gets back to watching footage from the Kino.  Unnoticed behind him, a whirly
vortex of something-or-other sweeps across the room and flies out of the door. 
It looks like the same thing that helped Scott on the desert planet.)

Some time later, Destiny comes out of F.T.L. flight.  Greer is walking along a
corridor.  The whirly cloud comes out of a room behind him and swirls around the
corridor.  Greer, perhaps alerted by a slight rustling sound from the cloud,
begins to turn around and the cloud promptly dives back into the room and out of
sight.  Greer looks suspiciously back down the corridor just as Young comes
around another corner and approaches him.
YOUNG: What is it?
GREER: Nothing, sir.  Just had a strange feeling.
YOUNG: Well, we just dropped out of F.T.L.
GREER: It wasn't that.
YOUNG: I'm on my way to the Gateroom.  There's a planet in range.  Come on.
(He leads Greer away.)

GATEROOM.  The Stargate is open as Young and Greer come in.  Rush and Eli are
already there looking at consoles.
YOUNG: What have we got?
WALLACE: There's only one planet in range.  The ship's already dialled it up.
RUSH: We're getting readings now.
(Eli looks at the footage from a Kino they have sent through.  The area around
the Gate is icy and a snowstorm is raging.)
WALLACE: Woah!  Looks like we entered the Hoth system!
(Young frowns, not understanding.)
WALLACE: "Empire Strikes Back."  The second "Star Wars" movie.  OK, I *refuse*
to call it Episode Five.
RUSH: Minus forty-seven degrees Celsius.
GREER: Bundle up!
WALLACE (looking at the Kino footage): Is that water ice?
RUSH: Yes, but the atmosphere's dangerously thin.
RILEY: And poisonous.  Point one three percent molecular oxygen, ninety-five
percent carbon dioxide with a hint of argon.
GREER: Woo!  Nasty planet!
RUSH: The only candidate within range.
YOUNG: We're gonna have to use the spacesuits we found, but if that brings back
half a ton of ice, I'll take it.
(He turns to Rush.)
YOUNG: Shut it down for now.
(Rush shuts the Gate down.  Young activates his radio.)
YOUNG: Lieutenant Scott, come in, please.
(There's no reply.)
YOUNG (into radio): Scott.

Matthew Scott is – surprise, surprise – preoccupied with a woman.  He and Chloe
Armstrong are standing in a room, possibly Chloe's quarters, and kissing
passionately.
JAMES: Is there a reason your radio's off?
(Scott and Chloe break away from each other and look round to where Vanessa
James is standing in the open doorway and looking at them angrily.)
SCOTT (sarcastically): Come in.
JAMES: Colonel Young is looking for you.
(Scott turns back to Chloe.)
SCOTT: Um, I'd better ...
ARMSTRONG: Go, go.
(He picks up his gear and heads out of the door.  James turns her head as he
walks past her.)
JAMES (sarcastically): What, you couldn't find a broom closet?
(He throws her a look and then heads off.  She turns back to Chloe and smiles
briefly and a little bitterly at her before walking away.)

In a workroom, Lisa Park and some colleagues have been checking over the
spacesuits that Young mentioned.
PARK: We're still working on the other suits.  We're close to having a third one
ready.
YOUNG: *How* close?
PARK: A day, maybe.
YOUNG: Well, we'll be back in F.T.L. by then.
PARK: Well, they're not in great shape.  All these years, there's bound to be
degradation.
YOUNG: Well, keep at it.  We're gonna need them.
(He turns to Scott.)
YOUNG: Looks like it's just you and me, then.
SCOTT: I could take Kinnear, sir.  She's done E.V.A.s before and you're ...
YOUNG: I'm fine.
(Scott nods a little doubtfully, then turns to Park.)
SCOTT: How are we gonna cut the ice?

LATER.  GATEROOM.  Young and Scott have been helped into the two working suits. 
Park shows them what else she's found.
PARK: Plasma cutter.  Should cut through the ice like butter.  Just don't get
the business end anywhere near you.
(She puts the cutter into a small case.)
PARK: Suit radios are voice-activated between you.
(Eli hands her a remote control.  She shows it to the men and points to a
particular button.)
PARK: Press here if you wanna tie into the ship's communication systems.
(Young looks across to Tamara Johansen who is standing nearby.)
YOUNG: T.J.  You're in command while we're gone.  (He looks around the room at
everyone.)  Is everybody clear on that?
RUSH (sarcastically): Oh, I'm sure we'll manage.
YOUNG: Riley, start dialling.
(Riley activates his console and the Stargate lights up and begins to spin.)
PARK: Assuming a fair amount of physical activity, you have just over eight
hours of air.
SCOTT: It's – what – eleven hours until the next jump to F.T.L., right?
WALLACE: Don't worry.  You'll run out of air long before we leave you behind(!)
SCOTT: Thanks!

WORMHOLE TRAVEL.

PLANET.  Young and Scott plod through the Gate and arrive in a howling
snowstorm.  Scott gazes around at the limited view.
SCOTT: Beautiful, huh?!
YOUNG: One deep breath and you're dead.
(Scott blinks, then gets back to concentrating on the job.  Both of them put
down the small cases they have brought with them, and Scott goes over to collect
the nearby Kino.  Young takes a glass flask from his case and scoops up some ice
from the ground.  Closing the lid, he activates the glass and it heats up and
melts the ice.  He reaches to the remote control attached to the arm of his suit
and activates the comms.)
YOUNG: Destiny, this is Young, come in.
JOHANSEN: Yes, sir, we hear you five by five.
YOUNG: I just tested the ice by the Stargate.  I read concentrations of ammonia
and several other toxic chemicals.
RUSH: How high are the readings?
(Young consults a laminated paper he has taken from the case.)
YOUNG: Off the charts.
RUSH: Well, you could try looking further afield.
(The men look up.  The snow-covered ground ahead of them is flat, and a set of
rocky hills can be seen some distance away.)
YOUNG: Maybe on the other side of that lake.
SCOTT: Is that really a good idea, sir?  The further away from the Gate we go,
the less ice we can bring back.
WALLACE: Oh!  I've got just the thing!  Give me two minutes.
JOHANSEN: Colonel, give us five.  Eli has an idea.
SCOTT: Uh, maybe there's fresh water in the lake under the ice.
YOUNG: Minus forty-seven.  The ice'll be ten feet deep.  We're better off
finding a pressure ridge – something we can mine.
SCOTT: Sounds like you've done something like this before.
YOUNG: Oh yeah – a million times(!)
(The ground shakes briefly.  The two men totter on their feet and look around.)
SCOTT: Woah.  Did you feel that?
YOUNG: It's just a tremor.  You know, the last planet I was on exploded! 
Destiny, this is Young.  We're burning through suit air.  What's going on with
this bright idea?
(Eli and Greer are pushing the bright idea towards the Gateroom.)
GREER: Here we come, people!  Here we come!
(They come into the Gateroom, pushing what can only be described as a hover
board – a large flat platform with over a dozen Kinos attached to its underside
so that it floats in midair.  There are heavy chains on top of it, either for
use by the crew on the other side or possibly just to weigh the thing down and
stop it floating too high.)
WALLACE: It's impossible to steer by remote.
RUSH: It's fantastic, Eli.  What made you come up with that?
WALLACE (embarrassed): A-actually it represents my most recent attempt to fly
... but it should carry a ton of ice.
(He and Greer steer the hover board towards the Gate.  T.J. tries to keep the
giggle out of her voice as she reports to Young.)
JOHANSEN (into radio): Colonel, we're sending through Eli's latest invention.
(On the other side of the Gate, Young laughs in delight as the hover board comes
through.  He lifts a boot and places it against the front edge to stop its
forward momentum.)
YOUNG: I love it!  The man gets a gold star!
(In the Gateroom, T.J. smiles and nods approvingly to Eli.)
SCOTT: How much will it hold?
WALLACE: Definitely more than you can carry by yourself.
YOUNG: We're heading out.  Keep the Gate active.  We'll radio back when we find
something.
(Having put their cases onto the hover board, Young gives it a shove to get it
moving forward again.)
YOUNG (into radio): T.J.
JOHANSEN: Sir?
YOUNG: Listen, if we don't make it back ...
JOHANSEN: You will.
YOUNG: Well, two guys in million year old spacesuits walking around alone on an
ice planet ...  If we don't make it back ... you're gonna do fine.
JOHANSEN: Yes, sir.  Good luck.
(The men head off across the lake, Scott prodding the hover board occasionally
to keep it moving or to correct its direction.)

LATER.  Greer is guarding the area outside the water tank with Corporal Gorman. 
T.J. comes over to them.
JOHANSEN: The level's dropped.
GREER: Again?
GORMAN: No-one's been in or out.
JOHANSEN: Well, Brody said there's no leak in the system, so that leaves one
alternative.
GORMAN: Who could steal that much?
GREER: That's a lot of water!
JOHANSEN: Yeah, I know, but I don't know what else to do.  Besides, it wouldn't
hurt to know where we stand.  Start a search.
GREER: Let's go, Gorman.

GATEROOM.  The Stargate shuts down.  Eli, sitting on the stairs and tinkering
with a Kino remote control, looks up in surprise.  Rush walks back into the
room.
RUSH: Dial it up again, Mr Riley.  We must maintain communications.
WALLACE: It just went off a second ago!  Your timing is perfect!
RUSH: Because it's been thirty-eight minutes, the maximum time a Stargate can
remain open.
WALLACE: Well, see, I didn't know that.
(The Gate kawhooshes.  Rush consults his notebook, then activates the comms.)
RUSH: Colonel Young, it's Doctor Rush.  What's your status?
(On the planet, Young is scooping more ice into the flask.)
YOUNG: We found an exposed area of ice that looks promising.  Testing now.
SCOTT: We're pretty far out.  Can't see the Gate any more.
(Young looks at the liquid water in the flask and at the test results.)
YOUNG: Still worthless.
RUSH: Keep looking.

CORRIDOR.  T.J. is walking along when she slows down and then stops at a
rustling sound nearby.  Behind her, the whirly thing comes out of a side
corridor and swirls around.  T.J. turns and looks at it nervously as the vortex
spins in front of her.  She steps slowly towards it.  It doesn't back off and,
as she gets closer, we begin to realise perhaps for the first time that the
cloud isn't made of sand but of thousands of tiny flying creatures.  They whirl
around in front of her as she stands watching, then briefly begin to form a
definite shape, as if mimicking the shape of her head and face.  She stares in
surprise but doesn't move and the shape breaks up.  The swarm whirls around for
a moment, then begins to form the shape of her face again.  Greer's voice comes
over the radio and the swarm breaks up and moves away.
GREER (over radio): Lieutenant Johansen?
JOHANSEN (into radio): Go ahead.
(She looks down the corridor but the swarm has gone.)
GREER (over radio): I found something.
JOHANSEN: So did I.  Can it wait?
GREER: It's Spencer.  I can deal with him myself if you'd like, but ...
JOHANSEN: No, it's fine.  I'll be on my way.
(She gazes down the corridor a little longer, then heads off.)

SPENCER'S QUARTERS.  Greer picks up one of two large water containers and swills
it about.  It sounds like it's at least half full.  Two marines are holding
Spencer's arms nearby.  T.J. walks in and Greer shows her the container.
SPENCER: I didn't steal anything!
GREER: Oh yeah?
(He picks up a bag from the bed and shakes out a large number of energy bars.)
GREER: What's this, huh?
SPENCER: Those are mine!  I brought them through with me when we evacuated!
GREER (walking towards him): You brought them through with you, huh?
SPENCER: Yeah!
(Greer grabs him and slams him back against the wall hard.  He presses his lower
arm threateningly against Spencer's throat as if attempting to strangle him.)
GREER: Give me a reason.
JOHANSEN: Hey, hey, hey!  Back off!
(She pulls Greer off and pushes him away.)
JOHANSEN: I don't have time for this.
(She turns to the marines who are still holding Spencer's arms.)
JOHANSEN: Lock him up somewhere.  The colonel can deal with him when he gets
back.
(The marines march Spencer out of the room.  Greer follows them to the door and
then stops and watches them go.  He turns back to T.J. as she sits down on the
bed and blows out a long breath.)
GREER: You said you found something.
JOHANSEN: To be honest, I don't know *what* I saw.  I have to talk to Rush.  You
keep searching.
GREER: Nothing we find is gonna add up to what's missing.
JOHANSEN: I know.  But we have to know what we've got.  No-one's gone near the
tank and it keeps going down.

PLANET.  The men have reached the hills and are standing at the foot of a frozen
waterfall.  Young snaps off an icicle from the bottom and puts it into the
flask.  Closing it and melting the ice, he consults the laminate.
YOUNG (under his breath): Come on, come on.
(As he confirms the results, he looks across at Scott and laughs.  As Scott
grins back and gazes up at the waterfall, Young activates his comms.)
YOUNG: Destiny, this is Young.  We've got pure ice.
RUSH: That's excellent news.
YOUNG: It's a frozen waterfall.  We should be able to break it up into
manageable pieces and haul it back.
(Rush looks round to the clock above the doorway, then turns back to the
console.)
RUSH: We'll be ready for you.

CHLOE'S QUARTERS.  Greer is lifting Chloe's mattress and looking underneath it
as she stands nearby.
GREER: Busy day on Destiny.
ARMSTRONG: I haven't taken anything.
GREER: I don't think you have.
(Franklin comes to the doorway.)
FRANKLIN: *What* are you doing?
GREER: Checking for stolen rations.
ARMSTRONG: It's OK, Doctor Franklin.
FRANKLIN: Confess, Miss Armstrong!  You drank forty thousand litres of water!
ARMSTRONG (to Greer): He's kidding.
GREER: I know.
FRANKLIN: I'm just saying: we have rights.
(Greer locks his gaze onto Franklin and starts to walk towards him.)
GREER: I'm done here, Miss Armstrong.  I hope I haven't inconvenienced you.
ARMSTRONG: I understand.
(Greer stops and turns back to her, nodding.)
GREER: I knew that you would.
(He turns back towards Franklin, his face stern.)
GREER: You.  Next.
(Nervously, Franklin turns and leads him away.)

PLANET.  Between them, Young and Scott carry a large chunk of ice across to the
hover board and dump it onto it.  They straighten up, both breathing heavily,
and look at the cargo they have loaded onto the board so far.
YOUNG: This is never gonna be enough.
(He picks up a rifle and turns towards the waterfall.)
YOUNG: Stand back.
SCOTT: You've done this before, too, have you?!
YOUNG: At least five times(!)
SCOTT: D'you mind if I give it a shot?
(Young turns and looks at him for a moment, then hands over the rifle.)
YOUNG: Remember, all we have are the bullets we brought with us.
(Scott aims the rifle at the waterfall and carefully begins to fire single
shots.)

DESTINY.  In the Control Room, T.J. is explaining to Rush and Eli what she saw
in the corridor.
WALLACE: So what are we talking about?  Like, one little cloud of bugs, or are
they all over the ship?
JOHANSEN: I'm not even sure that "bugs" is the right word for them.
WALLACE: Ha!  What about "cloud"?
JOHANSEN: Except the cloud was alive.  It was almost like thousands of tiny ...
(she searches for the right word) ... alien creatures.
(Rush nods, unperturbed.  Eli looks a whole lot more nervous.)
WALLACE: Yeah, I have a problem with *everything* you just said.
RUSH: What you've just described is, uh ... well, it's-it's the same as
Lieutenant Scott claimed he saw on the desert planet.
JOHANSEN: That's what *I* was thinking, and maybe some of them followed him back
here.
WALLACE: We'd have noticed them.
JOHANSEN: No, not if only a few came through the Gate.  They're like tiny grains
of sand.
WALLACE: And then what?  Started reproducing?
JOHANSEN: Well, if it's a living organism, then yeah, they would.
WALLACE (anxiously): OK, so now we've got aliens.  What if they start bursting
out of our stomachs?
JOHANSEN: I don't think they're dangerous.  It almost felt like they were trying
to communicate.
RUSH: Lieutenant Scott used the same word.
WALLACE: Yeah.  At the time, you said he was delirious.
RUSH: Well, I was wrong.  (To T.J.) What do you intend to do?
JOHANSEN: Well, I guess we should stop everyone from wandering around the ship.
(Rush vacates his seat and steps away so that she has access to the console.)
RUSH: After you.
(She looks at the console uncertainly.)
JOHANSEN (to Eli): Um, here?
WALLACE: Yeah, yeah.
(He steps forward and pushes the appropriate buttons to activate ship-wide
comms.)
JOHANSEN: This is Lieutenant Johansen.  We have a situation.  It's under control
but, as a precaution, I ask everyone to return to their quarters and remain
there until further notice.  Thank you.
(She deactivates the comms.)
RUSH: You're, uh ... you're not going to tell them?
WALLACE: That we've got *aliens*?!
JOHANSEN: No.  We'll keep it on a need-to-know basis.  What else?
RUSH (shrugging): *You're* in charge.
JOHANSEN: And I'm asking your advice.  What else?
RUSH: Always consider the greater good.  That's it.
(T.J. looks away, exasperated.)

PLANET.  The men have loaded the hover board as high as they dare with ice. 
Scott is unwrapping some netting to tie over the top to secure it.  Another
earthquake tremor shakes the area momentarily.
YOUNG: That's enough ice for now.  Let's get out of here.

DESTINY CORRIDOR.  Corporal Gorman is walking along.
GREER (over radio): Gorman, meet me in the Gateroom.  We have ice on the way.
GORMAN (into radio): Copy.
(He breaks into a trot as he heads around the corner, but immediately stops
again at the sight of the whirly vortex in front of him.  Having not been
advised about it, he has no idea what it is.  As it starts to move closer to
him, he pulls out his pistol and fires a single shot into the cloud.  This has
no effect and he fires three more shots.  The cloud begins to swirl and rustle
more rapidly and he fires further shots into it.  The cloud races towards him
and swarms all over him.  He cries out and tries to swat the bugs away but
they're everywhere – and they either have tiny little teeth or tiny little
stingers, as evidenced by the blood that begins to appear all over his exposed
skin as they attack him.  He screams repeatedly, flailing around in vain, as
they continue their attack and his skin gets more and more bloody.  He slumps
down onto the floor, his mouth open in anguish, and it's quite possible that
some of the bugs fly inside his mouth and continue their attack in there and
down his throat and windpipe.  He writhes on the floor in agony.)

LATER.  In the Gateroom, the hover board drifts through the open Stargate. 
Greer and a couple of marines run forward and pull it across the room and over
to the doorway as the Gate shuts down behind them.
MARINE: We're on it.
(Unwrapping the netting and throwing it back, one of the marines picks up the
first block of ice and hands it to another marine just outside the door.  The
marines have formed a chain, all of them wearing gloves, and they begin to pass
the ice along the row towards the water tank.  As the work goes on, Rush looks
at Riley.)
RUSH: Dial back, please.
(Riley activates his console and the Stargate dials out and kawhooshes.  Young's
voice comes over the comms.)
YOUNG: Destiny, this is Young.  How's it going up there?
RUSH: Offloading the sled now.
YOUNG: Hurry it up.  We wanna do one more run.
RUSH: Just so you know, uh, another matter has come up.  We-we have it under
control.
(Eli decides not to beat around the bush.)
WALLACE: We have aliens on the ship.
YOUNG: What?!
WALLACE: They just shredded Gorman.
YOUNG: What the hell does *that* mean?
WALLACE: Millions of tiny flying razor blades floating around the ship like
piranha.
RUSH: Corporal Gorman is alive.  Lieutenant Johansen is attending to him now.
WALLACE: He's probably not gonna make it.
RUSH: Eli!
YOUNG: That's it.  We're coming back.
RUSH: No-no-no, that's not necessary, Colonel.  Eli is over-reacting.  We
believe the creatures are the same as those Lieutenant Scott encountered on the
desert planet.  They must have followed us back through the Gate.
SCOTT (to Young): No, I doubt those things I saw were dangerous, sir.  They ...
they helped me.
RUSH: Corporal Gorman may have provoked them.  We'll know more once he comes to.
WALLACE: *If* he comes to.
RUSH: In the meantime, Lieutenant Johansen has ordered everyone to remain in
their quarters.  They're nothing more than a nuisance at this point, Colonel,
but we desperately need more ice.
YOUNG: All right.  We'll figure out what to do with them when we get back.
(The marines take the last pieces of ice from the hover board/sled and Greer
throws a sloppy salute in Rush's direction.)
RUSH: OK.  Sending the sled back through now.  Rush out.
(Greer and another marine push the sled towards the Gate and shove it into the
event horizon.  The Gate shuts down.  Rush turns to Eli angrily.)
RUSH: You're gonna have to learn when to shut up.
WALLACE: You can't ...
(He breaks off momentarily as the traditional burst of steam noisily comes up
from either side of the Stargate.)
WALLACE: You can't just lie to the guy and expect me to ...
RUSH: Once back into F.T.L., it could be days before we find another planet
capable of replenishing our water supplies.  This ice represents a fraction of
what we need to stay alive.  We need *more*.
WALLACE: Yeah, I *know*, but that doesn't mean that you can ...
RUSH (interrupting): Yes, it does.
WALLACE: You're making it sound like we're ...
RUSH (talking angrily over him): Just stop acting like a child, *please*.
(He glares at Eli as the younger man stares back at him, shocked.  Eventually
Rush turns and walks to the doorway before turning back.  Eli has slumped over
the console, hurt and insulted.)
RUSH: We have to figure this out.
(Eli doesn't respond.)
RUSH (sternly): I said "we".
(Sulkily, Eli turns and looks over his shoulder at him, then starts to
straighten up as Rush turns and leaves the room.  Eli looks over to Riley, but
it's not clear who Riley is supporting in this argument.  Unhappily, Eli turns
away and follows after Rush.)

LATER.  Greer is showing Eli, T.J. and Rush a flame thrower which he has cobbled
together.
GREER: I say we torch `em.  You know, put some teams together, hunt them down.
WALLACE (gazing in admiration at the flame thrower): Where'd you get *that*?
GREER: *I* can invent things too.
WALLACE (excitedly): Hey, we've really gotta work together on this project ...
JOHANSEN (talking over the top of him): You know, maybe the bugs are just
responding out of self defence.
GREER: Self defence?!  Did you see what they did to Gorman's face?
JOHANSEN: Yeah, I'm the one treating him, Sergeant.  I saw *exactly* what they
did to his face.
RUSH: Look, we don't know what it is we're dealing with, and torching them may
only serve to antagonise them further.
GREER: Well, we hit them with something else.
RUSH: For revenge.  That's great(!)
WALLACE: Well, we've *gotta* do *something*.  If we just sit around `til they
drink all our water, then we're gonna ...
(He trails off as T.J. raises her eyebrows at him.)
WALLACE: Alien bugs show up and half our water disappears.  Don't tell me I'm
the only one who made this connection.
RUSH (irritated): Well, obviously not.  The question is, what are we gonna *do*
about it?
JOHANSEN: OK, Sergeant, you and your team go search for this ... alien, entity,
cloud, bugs, whatever it is we're calling them, and report back, OK?
GREER: Yes, ma'am.
(He heads off.  T.J. calls after him.)
JOHANSEN: And, Sergeant?  No torching!
GREER (not breaking his stride): Yes, ma'am!
WALLACE: Ooh!  I have an idea!
(He hurries off.)

PLANET.  The men have returned to the frozen waterfall.  Scott is on his knees
cutting up a large chunk of ice with the plasma cutter while Young is lugging
another chunk of ice towards the sled.  He dumps it down and turns back for
another chunk.
YOUNG: It's gonna be dark soon.
(Scott stops for a moment to look around, then gets back to work with the
cutter.)

DESTINY CORRIDOR.  Despite his instructions, Greer is still aiming his flame
thrower cautiously ahead of him as he and a couple of other marines make their
way along.

CONTROL ROOM.  Eli is sitting at a console and watching footage from a Kino. 
Rush and T.J. stand behind him watching Sergeant Riley on the screen who has
opened the hatch to the water tank.
WALLACE (to Riley): OK, stand back.
(Riley steps away from the door.)
RILEY: Nothing's happening.
(Eli frowns at the screen, then has an idea and switches the Kino from normal
vision to some other form of vision, perhaps night vision or a different type of
light vision.  Instantly the bugs become visible as they stream away from the
hatch, passing Riley a few feet away.)
WALLACE: Eww!  Yes, there is.
RUSH: It's like vapour!  We just can't see them.
JOHANSEN: That's what they did when I first saw them.  It's like they just
disappear.
RUSH: So they're growing in numbers exponentially and consuming our resources
without us even knowing it.  (He looks at T.J. expectantly.)  You have to get
them off the ship.
(Eli watches as the last of the swarm leaves the view of the Kino.  In the
corridors, Greer rounds a corner and sees the swarm milling around in front of
him.  T.J.'s voice comes over his radio.)
JOHANSEN: Sergeant Greer, come in.
GREER (into radio): I'm a little busy right now.
JOHANSEN: The bugs are getting into the water tank every time we open the hatch.
Once we locate the main swarm, we're gonna have to find ...
GREER (into radio): They're in front of me right now.
RUSH (into radio): Don't antagonise them.
GREER: I won't ... unless they antagonise me first.
JOHANSEN: Do they move when *you* do?
(Greer – who, with his colleagues, has been slowly creeping forward towards the
swarm – raises his clenched fist and everyone stops.  He watches the swarm for a
moment, then sends a short burst of flame towards them from the flame thrower. 
The swarm retreats down the corridor.  Greer activates his radio.)
GREER: They do now.
(He and his team cautiously follow the swarm down the corridor.)
WALLACE: What we need is an airlock.
RUSH: Unfortunately, there *are* none in the habitable compartments of the ship.
(Eli slumps.  However, T.J. has had an idea.)
JOHANSEN: I know what to do.

PLANET.  Young and Scott have loaded the sled as high as they can and are
fastening down the netting over the ice.
YOUNG: This isn't gonna keep us going very long.
SCOTT: Maybe Destiny'll figure out we're getting short on water and find us a
planet with nice fresh water right next to the Stargate.
(Young starts to tug the sled away, heading for the Gate.  Scott follows along
beside the sled.)
SCOTT: I mean, come on.  We deserve a break.
(Instantly the ice shatters beneath his feet and he plunges into a narrow
crevasse.  Young turns around in shock as Scott screams out.)
YOUNG: Scott!
(He looks towards the hole into which Scott disappeared.)
YOUNG: Scott!  Can you hear me?
(He stamps his foot carefully on the ice in front of him, testing whether it
will hold his weight, just as Scott answers.)
SCOTT: Yeah.
(He is wedged in the crevasse about ten feet below the surface.)
SCOTT: I'm sorry, sir, the ice just gave way.
YOUNG: Are you hurt?
SCOTT: Negative.  I'm OK, but I'm wedged in pretty good.
(He peers down past his feet.)
SCOTT: Good thing, too.  Looks like a long way down.
YOUNG: All right, just hold on.
(He appears to have decided that the ice between him and the hole is too risky
to venture onto.)
YOUNG: I'm gonna ... I'm gonna throw a line down.
(He fetches a cable from the sled.)
YOUNG: Here it comes.
(He tosses the end into the hole and starts to feed it out, allowing it to pull
itself into the hole using its own weight.)
YOUNG: I need you to tell me when you've got it.
(Scott reaches up as the cable slowly descends towards him, and finally grabs
the end.)
SCOTT: Got it.
YOUNG: Now, if you can manage it, run it under both your arms and fasten it
across your chest.
SCOTT: Done this before too, eh?!
YOUNG: Oh yeah!  At least a dozen times!
SCOTT (finishing attaching himself): OK.
YOUNG: Now, I want you to pull yourself up.  I'm gonna pull from this end.  You
ready?
SCOTT: Uh, yeah.
YOUNG: OK.  One, two, three.
(Groaning with the effort, he starts to haul on the cable.)
YOUNG: Argh!  Pull!  Pull, Scott!  Come on!  *Pull!*  Pull!
(He screams with the effort as Scott also tries to haul himself upwards, but
Young is unable to budge him.  Eventually he drops to the ground in exhaustion.)
YOUNG: How stuck *are* you?
SCOTT: Pretty damned stuck.
YOUNG (dragging himself to his feet): Is there any way you can dig yourself out?
SCOTT: I'm not sure.
(Just then another earthquake tremor shakes the area.  The crevasse creaks and
the ice begins to tighten around Scott, who grimaces in pain and dread.  Unaware
of what's going on below him, Young straightens up as the tremor subsides.)
YOUNG: It's OK.  That's passed.
(Scott doesn't respond.)
YOUNG: Scott?
(Scott opens his eyes.)
SCOTT: Still here, sir.
YOUNG: All right, let's just, uh ...  Let's think about this for a second.

Shortly afterwards, Young's voice comes over the comms in the Control Room.
YOUNG: Destiny, this is Young.
JOHANSEN: Go ahead.
YOUNG: We've got a situation here.  There was a tremor and Scott fell through
the snow into a crevasse.  He's fine, but he's just out of reach.  I tried to
pull him up but that's not gonna happen any time soon.  How's that other
spacesuit coming?
JOHANSEN: W-we stopped work on that.  I confined everyone to quarters.
YOUNG (sighing): All right.  It was just a thought.
(He pauses for a moment.)
YOUNG: Well, I'll figure it out.  How's your bug situation?
(T.J. looks across at Rush, who shakes his head at her.)
JOHANSEN: Same as before.  Don't worry about it.
(Eli looks at her, his eyes wide.)
SCOTT: And don't you worry either, T.J.  I'll be out of here in no time.
JOHANSEN: Good luck.  Johansen out.
(She deactivates the comms.  Eli looks at her angrily.)
WALLACE: Everyone is lying.
RUSH: Yeah.  The grown-ups do that sometimes.

In the corridors, Greer is either following or herding the swarm.  He watches as
it flies up a ladder, heading for a higher level on the ship.
GREER: This is Greer.  It's working.  They're moving away from us as we move
forward.
JOHANSEN (from the Control Room): Good job.  Keep it up.
(Greer turns and nods to his team, then starts to climb the ladder.)

PLANET.  Young has tentatively crawled across to the ice hole and is shining a
flashlight down onto Scott.
SCOTT: How `bout you lower the gun down and I shoot myself free?
YOUNG: Yeah, *that's* good thinking.  There's no way the bullets'll ricochet
into your ass!
SCOTT: Well, maybe I could cut my way out with the plasma cutter.
YOUNG: You get one hole in that suit and you're dead.  Maybe there's a way for
me to get down there.
SCOTT: That's just as stupid.
YOUNG: "That's just as stupid, *sir*"!
SCOTT (starting to giggle): The last thing we need is for both of us to be stuck
down here.
(Another tremor starts.  Young flattens himself to the ice, trying not to fall
into the hole.  Scott grimaces as the ice shifts around him again.  The tremor
subsides.)
YOUNG: You OK?
SCOTT: Uh, closed in a little tighter, but ... I think ...
(He trails off.)
YOUNG: What?  What?
(Scott closes his eyes in dread as he hears hissing.)
SCOTT: I think I'm losing suit pressure.

DESTINY.  CHLOE'S QUARTERS.  Chloe is sitting and listening to music through
earphones plugged into a portable media player.  James comes in and puts her
hand onto her shoulder to attract her attention.  Chloe switches the player off
and takes the earphones out.
ARMSTRONG: I thought we were supposed to be confined to quarters.
JAMES: Yeah.  Well, I heard over the radio ...
(She hesitates.  Chloe looks at her in concern.)
JAMES: There was a tremor.  Lieutenant Scott fell into a crevasse.
ARMSTRONG (shocked): Oh my God.
JAMES: He's OK, just stuck.
ARMSTRONG: Do they have enough air?
JAMES: Colonel Young says he's got it under control.  I just, um ... thought you
would wanna know.
(They look at each other for a long moment, Chloe understanding that Vanessa is,
perhaps, giving up any claim to Matt by doing this.)
ARMSTRONG (nodding): Thanks.
JAMES (sadly): Yeah.
(She leaves the room.)

CONTROL ROOM.  Chloe comes in as Young reports over the radio.
YOUNG: I think the ice tore a hole in his suit.
WALLACE: How big a tear is it?
SCOTT: I can't ... I can't see it but I can hear it.  It's-it's hissing out
pretty good.
(Chloe looks appalled.  Unaware of her arrival, Rush states facts.)
RUSH: An hour at most.
YOUNG: Plenty of time to make it back.
SCOTT (frustrated): Yeah, if I wasn't *stuck*.
RUSH: Colonel, you have to consider the amount of time you have left now.
YOUNG: I'm aware of the damned time, Rush.
RUSH: All I'm saying is: if you delay much longer ...
YOUNG: Listen to me.  I know *exactly* what you're saying, and I'm not going
anywhere without Lieutenant Scott, and that's the way it's gonna be.
ARMSTRONG (furiously, to Rush): *What* is the matter with you?
(Everyone turns around at the sound of her voice.)
RUSH (awkwardly): Miss Armstrong.  You should return to your quarters.
ARMSTRONG (angrily): And you know where *you* can go.
(Eli walks over to her to try and comfort and calm her down.  Rush turns back to
the console.)
RUSH (awkwardly): Look, Colonel, I understand your desire to rescue Lieutenant
Scott, of course.  But only you can decide how much time you have left.  But,
Lieutenant, *if* Colonel Young remains there trying to free you, to pull you up
by himself, there's a chance he might not make it back.
SCOTT: He's right.
YOUNG: Just keep the Gate active.  We're gonna make it back in time with your
damn ice, which is all you really care about.
RUSH: Colonel ...
YOUNG: Young out.
(He deactivates his radio and sighs.)
YOUNG: *Damn*, he's a lotta work.

CORRIDOR.  Greer leans cautiously around a corner and watches as the swarm
whirls away in front of him.  He carefully follows it around another corner and
finds that the swarm has reached a dead end and has entered a room at the end of
the corridor.  He hurries forward and activates the panel which closes the
doors, trapping the swarm inside.  He activates his radio as he peers through
the window at the swarm whirling around the room.
GREER: This is Greer.  I locked `em up.
RUSH: Closing off the ventilation in that room.
(He types on the console and a schematic of the room turns red.)
WALLACE: OK, vents are closed.  It should be airtight.
JOHANSEN (into radio): What are they doing now?
(Greer watches as the swarm races more frantically around the room.)
GREER: Looking for a way out.
WALLACE (nervously): Let's hope they don't find one.

PLANET.  Young is making one last attempt to haul Scott free of the ice.  He
pants as he tugs hard on the cable.
YOUNG: Damn!
(Making no headway, he cries out in frustration and stamps his foot harder into
the snow beneath him, trying to give himself more pull.)
YOUNG: Come on!
(Still Scott doesn't budge and eventually Young falls backwards in exhaustion. 
He growls to himself, trying to urge himself back onto his feet.)
YOUNG: Come on, come on.
(He rolls over onto his front and peers down into the crevasse at the sight of
Matthew so close by.  Panting in frustration and anger, he rolls onto his back
again.)
SCOTT: Sir.  Colonel?
YOUNG: I'm thinking.
SCOTT: Go.  It's OK.
YOUNG: No it's not.
SCOTT: Come on, sir.  (He smiles briefly.)  We both know you've done this
before, too.
YOUNG: I've done what?
SCOTT: Lost people.
YOUNG: Too many times.  I'm not ... I'm not doing it again.
SCOTT: I – I can't let you do it.
YOUNG: You don't have a choice.
SCOTT: Not that I'm counting, but this *is* the third time in almost as many
weeks that you've been willing to kill yourself and there's ... there's a pretty
good chance at this point I won't be around to talk you out of it again.
(Young sighs.)
YOUNG: You're a fine young officer.  You've got a heart as big as a house.  I'm
not here `cause I wanna die.  I'm here because I haven't given up on saving
*your* ass, so just shut up and think.

DESTINY CORRIDOR.  Greer continues to watch through the window as the swarm's
movements around the room become faster and more erratic.
GREER: They're getting pissed off.
(The swarm swoops close to the window and, despite the glass between them, Greer
can't help but flinch back.)
GREER: *Really* pissed off.
(He begins to back away from the doors, then looks in shock as there's a loud
thud on the doors.  He sends a burst of flame towards them.)
GREER (into radio): A few of them got out.
(He fires another blast of fire towards the doors.)
WALLACE: What?!  How?!
(Greer and his team back away slowly away as he sends continual short bursts of
flame back along the corridor.)
GREER (into radio): We need a *plan*, Lieutenant!
JOHANSEN: I'm coming down there.
(She hurries out of the Control Room.)

PLANET.  The snowfall is slowing and the sky is clearing.  Young is still lying
on his back, gazing up as a ringed planet comes into view in the sky.
YOUNG: This is beautiful out here.  Scott.
(In the crevasse, Scott's eyes have closed and his head has drooped forward.)
YOUNG: Lieutenant.  Lieutenant.
(He props himself up on one elbow and looks down into the crevasse.)
YOUNG: Scott.  *Scott*.  Scott!
(There's no response.  Young stands up and turns away, frustrated and helpless. 
He stares at the sled as if trying to think of a way to use that, but nothing
comes to mind.  As he continues to wrack his brain, another tremor starts up. 
The ground trembles and the cable attached to Scott, which Young had dropped to
the ground, begins to be shaken into the hole.  Young chases after it and drops
down onto it, grabbing the end before it disappears.  In the crevasse, the ice
flexes and shifts, but this time it moves outwards a little and suddenly Matthew
is dangling free on the end of the rope.  Young groans as he takes the young
man's full weight but immediately he starts hauling on the cable and trying to
pull him upwards.  He scrambles to his feet and digs his feet into the ground as
hard he can, trying to move backwards.  Scott moves upwards a few inches, then a
few more.  Young yells out.)
YOUNG: Scott!  Wake up!  Scott!  Godamn it!  Wake up!
(Scott's eyes finally flicker and he starts to regain consciousness.)
YOUNG: *Scott*!  I need you to wake up, Scott!  Scott, come on!
(Realising what's happening, Scott reaches up and tries to grab onto the ice at
the sides of the crevasse, and to find footholds with his boots.  Unaware that
he's conscious, Young continues to yell at him.)
YOUNG: Wake up!  Come on!  Come on!  Lieutenant!
(Groaning, he manages to haul him a foot or two higher.  Scott paws at the ice
above him, struggling to stay conscious with his limited air.  Yelling with
effort, Young drags him higher and Scott's outstretched fingers catch the edge
of the hole.  Young tugs at him again and at last Scott manages to get a proper
grip and starts to haul himself upwards.)
YOUNG (still pulling on the cable): All right, I got you.
(Grunting, Scott continues trying to heave himself out of the hole.)
YOUNG: That's it, *pull*!  Pull, Lieutenant.  Come on, Lieutenant!  Lieutenant!
(At last Scott gets the bulk of his weight over the edge and Young dares to drop
the cable and hurry forward to help him.)
YOUNG: OK, that's it!  OK, that's it, I got you, I got you!
(He grabs Scott's spacesuit and hauls him forward and away from the edge of the
hole.  Scott rolls over onto his back and Young collapses beside him, grunting
and trying to catch his breath.  He looks down at Scott and laughs as much as
his exhaustion will let him.)
YOUNG: OK.  You're OK!
(Scott's eyes flicker and close.  Young stares at him in concern.)
YOUNG: Hey.  Hey, Scott, come on.  Hang on, kid.

DESTINY CORRIDOR.  Greer looks anxiously over his shoulder as T.J. approaches.
GREER: What's the plan?
(T.J. walks past him, followed by two crewmembers carrying a large drum of
water.)
JOHANSEN: We open the door, they go for the water, we close the lid.
GREER: All right.  Who's gonna do that?
JOHANSEN: I am.
GREER: No-no-no.  *I* will.
JOHANSEN: *I'm* not the one with the torch.
GREER: No, look, I am *not* gonna let you do that.
JOHANSEN: I'm not the one who's killed any of them, Sergeant.  *You* are.
GREER: I'll stand back; torch them if they get out.
JOHANSEN: No.  I want you out of sight.
GREER: What, you don't trust me?
JOHANSEN: No.  I don't.
(They lock gazes for a moment and then Greer, respecting her honesty, lowers his
flamethrower and comes to attention.)
GREER: All right.
(He and the others move away, leaving T.J. alone outside the doors.  She looks
through the window for a moment, then activates her radio.)
JOHANSEN: Eli, I'm ready.  Make us a clear path to the Gateroom.  Seal off
everything else.
(In the Control Room, Rush nods encouragingly to Eli as he carries out T.J.'s
instructions.  Eli activates his radio to confirm that the route is ready.)
WALLACE: You're good.
JOHANSEN: If this doesn't work, lock this compartment off from the rest of the
ship.

PLANET.  Colonel Young has loaded the unconscious body of Lieutenant Scott onto
the sled and is pushing it back in the direction of the Stargate.
YOUNG (into radio): Destiny, this is Young.  I'm on my way back with Scott. 
Come in.

DESTINY CORRIDOR.  As the swarm buzzes frantically around the room, T.J.
activates her radio from the other side of the doors.
JOHANSEN: OK, let `em out.
(The lock spins and the doors slide open.  T.J. gasps in dread as the swarm
surges out towards her – but in between them is the open drum of water.  The
swarm whirls over the top of it, almost as if considering whether it's more
important to attack the nasty human or to get a drink.  Eventually they
collectively decide that the nasty human can wait and the swarm dives into the
drum.  As soon as they're all in, T.J. – who has been holding the lid of the
drum in front of her – places the lid over the top and starts to fasten it
down.)
JOHANSEN: OK, I've got `em!
(Greer and the others hurry back around the corner and a couple of them grab the
drum and lift it.)
JOHANSEN (into radio): All right, dial the Gate.  We're on our way.

PLANET.  The Gate kawhooshes just as Young pushes the sled towards it
YOUNG (exhaustedly into radio): This is Young.  I'm almost at the Stargate with
Scott.  Shut it down so I can dial in.
RUSH: Colonel, we're about to send these alien bugs through to the planet. 
We've no other choice.
YOUNG: What?
RUSH: I need you to step away from the Gate and remain as still as possible.
(Greer and his colleague run over to the Gate with the drum.)
RUSH: They're coming through now.
(The marines toss the drum into the event horizon.  On the planet, the drum
soars out of the Gate and crashes to the ground a few feet away.  As Young looks
down at it, the lid buckles as if a large fist is punching at it from the
inside.  After three blows, the lid bursts open and the swarm races out,
swirling angrily around the Gate before whirling towards the two men.  It hovers
over Scott's body and gathers into a tight ball above his head, presumably
recognising him from their last encounter out in the desert.  He blearily opens
his eyes and looks up at the bugs as they shift and start to form into a replica
of his face.  They hold the shape for a moment, nodding down to him as Young
gazes in amazement, then they break formation and swirl up into the air as the
Stargate shuts down.  Young grabs his remote and starts to dial.)
(In the Gateroom, the group watches anxiously as the Gate starts to dial in and
then kawhooshes.  A few seconds later Young pushes the sled through and everyone
(well, everyone but Rush – no surprise there) runs forward to help pull the sled
into the Gateroom.  The Gate closes down.  Young lifts the front of his helmet
up.)
YOUNG: Get his helmet off!
(Greer tugs the front of Scott's helmet up and various people shift chunks of
ice from underneath the lieutenant to make him more comfortable.  T.J. puts her
fingers to his neck.)
JOHANSEN: His pulse is thready but he's breathing.  Let's get him out of here.
(Chloe, who has so far stood back a little to let the others do what was
necessary, now moves in and takes one of Scott's hands.  He opens his eyes and
looks up at her as the sled is pushed out of the Gateroom.  Other crew members
pick up the chunks of ice and carry them off to the water tank.  Riley holds a
water bottle up to Young's mouth and he drinks deeply, then pulls away, almost
gagging from drinking too much at once.  As the activity continues at the other
end of the Gateroom, Doctor Rush sits at the console, calmly taking no notice of
anything that's going on around him and simply gazing in the direction of Young
and the Stargate.  Young stares back at him in disbelief but Rush doesn't react
to him at all, simply stroking his chin and apparently pondering the wonders of
the universe.  Finally Young can't stand the sight any longer and turns back to
Riley, reaching out and tilting the water bottle up to his mouth again.)

Some time later, Destiny goes back into F.T.L. flight.

HOLDING ROOM.  Sergeant Spencer is sitting on a bench at the side of a room. 
The doors unlock and open and Spencer gets to his feet and comes to attention as
Young and Greer come into view.
YOUNG: Sergeant Spencer.  You step out of line again and I will deal with you
personally.  Understand?
(Spencer walks towards the doorway, almost passing Young before he deigns to
answer.)
SPENCER: Yes, sir.
(Greer turns his head and watches him walk off down the corridor.)
GREER (thoughtfully over his shoulder to Young): I don't think he does.

Later, Young comes out of a room and into a corridor where Franklin, Volker and
Park are all waiting for him.  They start to talk over the top of each other as
he walks past them and continues on down the corridor.
FRANKLIN: Colonel, I need to talk to you about the behaviour of one of your men.
PARK: No, that can wait.  We need to go over the new rationing amounts before
the next ...
VOLKER: Colonel, I was scheduled to use the communication stones this morning.
(Young continues to walk away from them, ignoring them.)
PARK: Colonel?
VOLKER: Colonel!
(Their voices echo behind him as he continues walking, lost in thought.)

KINO VISION.  Eli has apparently started a new collection of messages – either
that or Young wants to start a sort of log of events. He looks into the camera.
YOUNG: At approximately zero three hundred hours ship time, Corporal Gorman
succumbed to injuries sustained in an encounter with an alien entity. 
Lieutenant Johansen did everything that she could.  I intend to hold appropriate
services tomorrow at sixteen hundred hours.
(He looks down at the remote that Eli has given him, then calls over his
shoulder.)
YOUNG: How do I turn it off?

105 LIGHT

Transcript by Callie Sullivan


KINO VISION.  Eli is still collecting messages from all of the crew members. 
Sergeant Greer looks into the Kino.
GREER: Ronald Greer.  (He gazes into the distance.)  I can't think of a better
way to move on from – from this world into the next, or *whatever* comes, than
to fly into the most powerful thing in all creation ... (he turns his head and
gazes, awestruck, into the Kino) ... a star.
(He lowers his head and half laughs, half chokes back tears, before raising his
head again.)
GREER: Out in a blaze of glory.
(He looks off into the distance again.)
GREER (softly): I like that.  That's beautiful.

As Destiny heads onwards towards the sun, everyone has been gathered in the
Gateroom.  They stand around chatting with each other.  On the balcony opposite
the Stargate, Matthew Scott and Ronald Greer look down on the crowd, then Scott
turns as Colonel Everett Young arrives.
YOUNG: Everyone here?
SCOTT: All here, sir.
(Sighing, Young starts to descend the stairs as he calls out.)
YOUNG: If I could have your attention?
(The crowd falls silent.)
YOUNG: You've all heard about our situation.  It sucks.  I'm going to repeat the
facts so that we are all clear.
(He stops a few steps from the bottom of the stairs and leans back against the
banister.)
YOUNG: In just over a day, this ship will fly into a star.  Now, we have no
power to change its course.  We have no idea how to steer the ship.  Even if we
did, we are having another bad day.
(The crowd nods in agreement and murmurs.)
YOUNG: So here's what we're gonna do.  We have a working shuttle.  We think
there are three planets out there that might be habitable.  Now, we *think* ...
we *believe* that it's no coincidence that Destiny dropped out of F.T.L. in this
solar system, to give us a chance.  Now, once we know for sure that there is a
planet out there for us, we are going to have a lottery.
(People murmur in shock and surprise.)
YOUNG: We will draw the names of fifteen people.
BRODY: The shuttle can hold twice that many.
SCOTT: Not once it's been loaded up with supplies.  Besides, there's only life
support for seventeen, max.
WRAY (to Young): You said fifteen.
YOUNG: I will be choosing two of the people myself – two people with the
necessary skills to fly the shuttle and survive on the planet.
SPENCER (cynically): Yeah, I bet I can guess who *they* are.
VARIOUS CROWD MEMBERS: Yeah!
(Young walks down the remaining stairs and limps towards the front of the
crowd.)
YOUNG: I'll be taking *my* name out of the lottery.  Anyone who wants to join
me, keep talking.
(He looks at Spencer pointedly, who meets his gaze but doesn't speak again.  A
few members of the crowd mutter to each other, but keep their voices down.)
YOUNG: We're still several hours away from knowing if the first two are even
habitable, so I suggest you all go back to your quarters and wait it out. 
That's all I have for now.
(He turns and walks away.  The crowd breaks up into groups, discussing what's
just been said.  Camile Wray hurries after Young.  Next to the Stargate, away
from the rest of the crowd, Nicholas Rush leans against the Gate and watches the
activity around him, then leaves the room unnoticed.)
(In the crowd, Vanessa James walks past Eli Wallace, nodding at him pointedly as
if reminding him of his earlier promise to let the others know if Young and Rush
come up with any information that everybody ought to know.  He nods back to her
as if annoyed that she could think he has forgotten, then moves away from her,
looking around for somebody else.  He walks to the edge of the room, looking
down the corridors and finally finds who he has been searching for.  A little
distance down the corridor, Chloe Armstrong is standing face to face with
Matthew Scott.  Other crew members keep crossing in front of them but it looks
like they're holding hands.  As Eli watches, they slowly touch their foreheads
together and Chloe reaches up and wraps one hand around Matt's head, gently
stroking his hair.  After a moment, they turn and walk away hand in hand.  Eli
turns away, hurt and disappointed.)
(Around the ship, the crew prepares.  In a storeroom, Greer is helping to
supervise the selection of supplies to go onto the shuttle.)
(In his quarters, Sergeant Spencer shakes out a tablet from what may be a
prescription bottle of pills and takes it.)
(In Scott's quarters, he and Chloe stand facing each other beside the bed.  She
unbuttons his jacket and trousers, and helps him pull his shirt off.  They kiss,
and he lowers her onto the bed, where their love-making continues.)

YOUNG'S QUARTERS.  Young is sitting at his desk and writing as Camile approaches
the open door.  Without looking up, he speaks before she even has a chance to
knock.
YOUNG: What?
WRAY (coming into the room): You should pick *everyone* who goes on that
shuttle.  It's the responsible thing to do ... and you should include yourself. 
If they're going to survive, they'll need leadership.
YOUNG: You're the H.R. lady, I'm guessing.
WRAY (rolling her eyes): I am not above that.  I would want you to consider me,
yes.  I would want you to consider *everyone* who could contribute to their
survival.
(She leans down and puts her hands on the table.)
WRAY: I think you should do your job and make the choices you need to make.
YOUNG: It wouldn't be very fair.
WRAY: It would be more unfair to send the wrong people ...
YOUNG (interrupting): We're *all* the wrong people.
(He holds up the sheets of paper listing all the members of the crew and
brandishes them at Camile.)
YOUNG: These are the *wrong* people.
(Camile meets his glare firmly.)
WRAY: That's up to you.
YOUNG (lowering the list): Wow.
(He sighs.)
YOUNG: OK.  OK.  Who goes?  I mean, other than you and me, I mean, or haven't
you given it much thought?
(Camile sighs and straightens up.)
WRAY: We can come up with a shortlist; factor in skills and strengths to
increase their chances of surviving.  Take age and sex into consideration ...
YOUNG: How `bout just the people we like?
WRAY: That's not what I'm saying.
YOUNG: You need to leave.
WRAY: Hand-picking just two of them is a cop-out and you know it.  The
responsible thing to do is ...
YOUNG (simultaneously): Leave now or I'm gonna take your name out of the
lottery.
(She stops talking and stares at him, shocked.)
YOUNG: I may just anyway.
(He picks up the papers on the desk and starts shuffling through the list,
looking for her name.  She puts her hand over his and gazes at him pleadingly.)
WRAY: Please don't.
(He looks up at her unsympathetically.  Trying not to cry, she turns and leaves
the room.)

FLASHBACK.  In broad daylight, Eli is asleep in his bed at home.  His mother
opens the bedroom door and sighs when she sees where he is.
MRS WALLACE (exasperated): Eli!
(She walks in and starts picking up clothes from the floor.)
MRS WALLACE: God, you didn't even set your alarm.
(She pokes his feet through the duvet.)
MRS WALLACE: Eli!
(Eli grunts and opens his eyes.)
MRS WALLACE: I don't have time for this.  I thought you had an interview today.
WALLACE (drowsily): They cancelled.  I was up all night.
MRS WALLACE: Playing those stupid games.
(She drops the clothes onto a bureau.)
MRS WALLACE: *They* cancelled or *you* cancelled?
WALLACE: Seriously, Mom, it's not my skill set.
MRS WALLACE: Nothing is.
(She sighs.)
MRS WALLACE: I'm late.  We'll talk about it later.
(She leaves the room, slamming the door behind her.)
(The slam wakes Eli up in his quarters.  He props himself up on his elbows and
looks around the ship for a moment, then sits up on the bed and buries his head
in his hands.  A few seconds later he lifts his head again, looking around the
room, and shakes his head.)
WALLACE (softly): Dammit.
(A Kino is lying on top of one of his shoes on the floor.  He picks it up and
looks at it thoughtfully.)

SCOTT'S QUARTERS.  Scott is sitting on the side of the bed.  Chloe strokes his
back gently, then he stands up and pulls his underpants back on.
SCOTT: I was hoping to find a planet, grow some food – not that I know a damned
thing about farming.
ARMSTRONG: You sound pretty sure we're both going.
SCOTT (sitting down again): Yeah.  Yeah, maybe I am.
ARMSTRONG: Has he *told* you we're the two he's picked?
SCOTT: No, it's just obvious.
ARMSTRONG: How?
SCOTT: There's-there's only two qualified pilots on the ship – me and the
colonel.  He took himself out, so ...
ARMSTRONG: Yeah, well that explains *you*.  Why me?
SCOTT: Come on, Chloe, he *has* to pick you.
ARMSTRONG: Why?
SCOTT: You're the daughter of a U.S. senator.  He's probably been *ordered* to.
ARMSTRONG: Being a senator's daughter isn't going to help anyone survive on that
planet – and I think the colonel's the kind of man who makes his own decisions.
(She sits up and gazes into his face.)
ARMSTRONG: I'm not one of the two, Matt – at least, I shouldn't be.  I don't
even know if I *wanna* be.
SCOTT: Don't say that.
ARMSTRONG: There's still a chance that I'll get chosen in the lottery – but if I
don't, I want you to know that I have probably felt closer to you in these past
few days than I have ever felt to anybody.  So if this is goodbye ...
SCOTT: It's *not*.
ARMSTRONG: It might be.
(She strokes Matt's face.)
ARMSTRONG: I'm glad he's gonna pick you.
SCOTT (softly): I want you there.
ARMSTRONG: Yeah, well, what are the odds?  One in five, one in six?
SCOTT (sadly): Something like that.
ARMSTRONG: Well, we'll see.

Elsewhere, Eli is showing the Kino to a group of the crew.
GREER: So how're you gonna get the thing off the ship?
WALLACE: With the remote, when the shuttle takes off.  We might even get one
last look at the Destiny from the outside before it gets out of range.  So ...
(He breaks off as Chloe and Scott walk over and join the group.)
WALLACE: What are you guys doing here?
ARMSTRONG: We heard about your message in a bottle.
WALLACE: Started out as a documentary, actually.
ARMSTRONG: Well, we wanna be part of it.
WALLACE (not meeting her eyes): Figured you'd be busy.
SCOTT: Eli, you realise the odds of anybody finding a Kino out here ...
WALLACE: Probably nil, I know.  Let's do it anyway.  Let's do *something*. 
Let's leave *something* of ourselves behind.
(The group is silent, taking it all in.  Finally Greer sighs heavily, but it
sounds as if he agrees with Eli.)
WALLACE: So, who's first?

KINO VISION.  Chloe looks nervously into the Kino, then glances at Eli
off-camera who apparently is gesturing to her to start talking.
ARMSTRONG: Sorry, OK.  I'm Chloe Armstrong.  I'm twenty-three and, um ... I just
wanna say that my father gave his life so that all of us could survive another
day.  And we did.
(She lowers her head, snorting, then raises her head again.)
ARMSTRONG (bitterly): Another day.

SHUTTLE.  Doctor Rush is sitting in the pilot's seat and holding his broken
glasses over his notebook as he flicks through the pages.  Colonel Young comes
in.
YOUNG: Sorry, you radioed me?
RUSH: Ah, yes.  Um, the first planet is too cold – frozen methane.  The second
is too hot.  The third ... well, that happens to be behind the star at the
moment, too far away to determine habitability.
YOUNG: When will we know?
RUSH: It doesn't matter.  We don't have any choice.  We're gonna have to launch
the shuttle before we can get close enough.  The odds are good, though.  Its
orbit is in between the other two – the Goldilocks Zone, they call it.
YOUNG: Not too hot and not too cold.
RUSH: Yes.  Just right.
YOUNG: What if we use the engines from the shuttle to push the Destiny off
course?
RUSH: That's a good thought, but, um, I'm afraid I've already run the numbers
and, without getting into delta-V and thrust-to-weight ratios, then ...
YOUNG: Not a chance.
RUSH: No.
YOUNG: Well, when do we launch the shuttle?
RUSH: We could wait a few more hours, but the extra time – I don't think it's
gonna give us any more information than we already have.
YOUNG: When the shuttle's loaded, then.
(He starts to leave.  Rush looks thoughtful, then calls out.)
RUSH: Colonel Young.
(Young turns back to him.)
RUSH: If, by chance, you were thinking of choosing me as one of the two ...
(He hesitates for a moment.)
RUSH: ... please don't.
YOUNG: Why?
RUSH: This ship ... coming here ... was *my* destiny.  My life's work was to be
here, not trying to survive on some rock with a bunch of strangers.  In fact,
you can take my name off the lottery altogether.
(Young looks at him, perhaps feeling a little more respect for him.)
YOUNG: Look, Rush, I realise I should have listened to you sooner.
RUSH: No-no, I wasn't myself.
YOUNG: Still, you were right.
RUSH: It really wouldn't have made any difference.
(Young turns and starts to limp away.  Rush speaks again and Young turns back to
him.)
RUSH: Do you mind if I ask you who you *are* gonna choose?
YOUNG: Lieutenants Scott and Johansen.
RUSH: I would have thought Scott and Greer, yesterday's heroes.
YOUNG: I've got my fingers crossed for Greer.
RUSH: Well, you can easily arrange that.
YOUNG: You mean fix the lottery?
RUSH: Yes.
YOUNG: No.
RUSH (shrugging): There'll be those who'll think you did anyway.
(He gets back to his notes.  Young stares at him in shock for a moment, then
leaves the shuttle.)

KINO VISION.  Camile Wray straightens her jacket, then nods to Eli that she's
ready.
WRAY: My name is Camile Wray.  My age is ... none of your business, Eli.
(She smiles at him, then she becomes serious again as she looks into the Kino.)
WRAY: If, um ... if anyone finds this within the next – I don't know – forty
years, tell Sharon that ... (she breaks off for a moment, fighting her emotions)
... my last thoughts were of her.

GATEROOM.  All the crew has gathered.  Several civilians have a small holdall
with them, which they presumably brought from Icarus in the first place. 
Various members of the military are armed and are watching the crowd warily. 
Colonel Young stands at the front holding an open case containing many folded
sheets of paper.  Greer stands beside him.
YOUNG: The names of every person in this room are written down on one of these
pieces of paper.  Doctor Rush and I have chosen to exclude ourselves.  If anyone
else feels the same way, now would be the time to speak up.
(Nobody speaks.)
YOUNG: If your name is chosen, you are to go directly up these stairs to the
shuttle where you will be met by the two people that I have already chosen. 
Lieutenant Scott has pilot training, and T.J.'s skills as a medic will be
essential on the planet.
(In the shuttle, Scott is cocking his pistol in anticipation of a potential
attempt by crew members to storm the ship, while Tamara (T.J.) Johansen is
settling in.  Back in the Gateroom, Young looks around the crowd.)
YOUNG: If your name is *not* chosen, you are to remain here until I receive word
the fifteen are aboard and the shuttle's rear hatch is secure.  Does anyone have
anything to say?
(There is a long silence, then Young closes the lid of the case and tilts it a
couple of times and then shakes it.  He puts the case down again and opens the
lid, taking out a sheet of paper.  He unfolds it and reads the name on it.)
YOUNG: Airman Becker.
(Darren Becker looks up at the sound of his name, then looks anxiously around at
the people nearby.)
YOUNG: Go.
(Nodding, Becker heads for the stairs beside Young, as he takes a second sheet
of paper from the case.)
YOUNG: David Walters.
(One of the civilians follows Becker up the stairs.  Young takes out the next
sheet.)
YOUNG: Camile Wray.
(Camile stares around, startled, then heads for the stairs.  She goes up them
slowly, looking back down at her colleagues.  Young glances up at her, then
draws the next sheet.)
YOUNG: Lieutenant James.
(Vanessa James is standing on the second stairway with a rifle.  She looks down
at the colonel uncertainly.  He looks up at her, nods and smiles and she turns
and heads up the stairs.)
YOUNG: Doctor Park.
(Lisa Park heads for the stairs.)
(In the corridors, Becker runs along and goes into the shuttle.  There isn't
much room with all the supplies stacked in the middle of the floor.  Scott
greets him.)
SCOTT: Take a seat, strap in.
BECKER: Yes sir.
(He runs to one of the seats at the side, sits down and pulls the lap belt
around him, fastening it.  Moments later Walters and Camile run towards the
shuttle, Camile sobbing as she goes.  Walters settles into a seat and Camile
sits down beside Becker, burying her head in her hands and weeping.  Becker
awkwardly puts a comforting hand on her back.  James trots into the shuttle. 
Scott points back to the entrance and James turns back to guard the doorway as
Park arrives.)
(In the Gateroom, more people are going up the stairway as their names are
called.  Young draws the next sheet of paper from the case.)
YOUNG: Mr Brody.
(Adam Brody picks up his bag and makes his way through the crowd.   Various
people pat his back in congratulation as he passes.  Young draws the next name.)
YOUNG: Sergeant Riley.
(Hunter Riley bows his head in relief, then makes his way forward.  As he
reaches Eli, Eli holds up the Kino and then hands it to him.  He takes it and
heads off for the stairway.)
YOUNG: And Doctor Boone.
(Boone picks up his bag and moves away.)
YOUNG: That's fifteen.  We're done here.
(Some of the crew make distressed or upset noises.  Spencer storms forward
angrily.)
SPENCER: You could fit more people on that thing.
YOUNG: Spencer, I need you to shut up.
(Spencer turns around to the others.)
SPENCER: Come on, people!  If we don't do something right now, we're done!
(Some of the crew voice their agreement with him.)
VOICE: You're right, we've gotta do something.
(Spencer turns back towards Young, and Greer instantly steps forward and clubs
him across the face with the butt of his rifle.  Spencer collapses to the floor.
The crowd gasps as Greer spins his rifle around and aims it down at Spencer, but
he is unconscious.  Greer looks up at everyone else.)
GREER: Now, I don't wanna have to do that to anybody else ... but I will.
(Riley has reached the shuttle and is deploying the Kino just outside its door
just as Boone comes in.  It hovers there, watching as Riley turns and walks into
the shuttle.  James looks to the front of the shuttle.)
JAMES: That's it.
(Scott looks up from his checklist in dread.)
JOHANSEN (quietly): Full count.
(Sighing, Scott reaches up and pushes a button.  The rear doors close, leaving
the Kino just outside.  Behind it, a bulkhead closes.  Scott and James settle
into their respective seats and Scott activates the overhead control panels
which lower down into position.  He activates his radio.)
SCOTT: This is Scott.  Everyone's aboard.  Rear hatch is secure.
YOUNG (into radio): Give yourself a sixty second countdown, Lieutenant.  Some of
us would like to see you off.
SCOTT: Copy that.
(Young looks at the crowd in front of him.  Eli heads for the stairs, with Chloe
following him.  Others are unable to move, still shocked or grief-stricken that
they didn't get picked.  Young turns and walks away, Greer beside him.  Slowly
the rest of the crowd breaks up and leaves the room, walking past Spencer's
unconscious body.)
SCOTT (into radio): We're releasing the docking clamps.
(Either side of the shuttle, the clamps retract and fold down out of the way. 
The shuttle begins to pull away from the airlock and the Kino floats into the
gap and drifts out into space.)
(On the Observation Deck, Rush is standing at the railing watching through the
window as the shuttle rises into view.  Eli, Chloe, Young and Greer come in to
join him.  The shuttle's engines fire briefly and the vessel turns at forty-five
degrees.  Eli types onto his remote control.)
WALLACE: The Kino's sending back pictures.
(In the shuttle, Scott grimaces as the sun shines directly into the window.  He
activates his radio.)
SCOTT: This is Scott.  We're away.
YOUNG (into radio): You're looking good, Lieutenant.
SCOTT (into radio): I expect we'll be out of radio range by the time we fire up
the main drive so ... we'll be thinking of you guys.
GREER (softly, into radio): You too, brother.  You too.
YOUNG (into radio): Matthew, T.J.  Take good care of those people.
(Scott can't bring himself to reply, but nods to himself.  He reaches up to the
overhead controls.)
(From the Observation Deck, the group watches as retros above the shuttle fire
briefly to stop it from rising further, then the rear engines ignite and the
shuttle heads away.  Eli holds up his remote control, smiling.)
WALLACE: There it is.
(He shows the image to everyone.  The Kino is drifting away to the rear of the
ship.  It has turned its camera backwards and is showing the ship receding
behind it.)
ARMSTRONG (awestruck): That's the Destiny.
(Eli nods, smiling.  Rush gazes at the image in amazement.  The Kino drifts
further away, revealing the shape of the entire ship just before the sun moves
into the frame and its light obliterates everything on the screen.  Eli lowers
the remote and there's silence for a moment as everyone considers what they've
just seen, then Rush nods appreciatively.)
RUSH: Thank you, Eli.  I never thought I'd get the chance to see the ship from
the outside.
YOUNG: You know what?  I think I'm gonna go for a walk.  (He turns to Greer.) 
How's that sound, Sergeant?
GREER: Sounds like a plan, sir.
RUSH: I shall be in my quarters for the duration.  I have a hundred pages of a
truly mediocre book to finish.
(He smiles briefly.  Young holds his hand out to him.  Touched, Rush takes it
and they shake hands.  Young then looks round at the others for a moment before
he and Greer head out of the room.  Rush turns to Eli.)
RUSH: Eli, I, uh, I'm sorry I got you involved in this.
WALLACE: Actually ... (he narrows his eyes as if surprised at what he's about to
say) ... I'm not.
(He qualifies his response.)
WALLACE: Yet!  (He laughs.)  I'll probably be sorry at the end of the day, but
...
(Rush nods and looks down, unable to respond.  Eli sees the sadness on his
face.)
WALLACE: We don't have that long, do we?
RUSH (shaking his head): No.
(Chloe looks out of the window at the approaching sun.)
ARMSTRONG: How will it happen?
(Rush looks at her for a moment, unsure whether to tell the full truth, but then
decides to be honest.)
RUSH: Well, there will be turbulence from the solar wind, far worse than what
we've previously experienced.  Heat, obviously, and intense G-forces.  I suspect
the ship will be torn apart long before we reach the star.
(He sees Chloe's despairing look and tries to smile for her.)
RUSH: Hopefully it will be quick.
(With nothing more to say, he nods to the pair of them and leaves the room. 
They turn back to the railing and look unhappily out of the window.  After a few
moments, Chloe takes Eli's arm and lays her head on his shoulder.  He looks
across at her and smiles ruefully.)

LATER.  Young and Greer are walking along a corridor.
YOUNG: ... and while I don't condone behaviour of that kind in any way, shape or
form, I-I've gotta say ... the look on Telford's face when you put him down was
priceless!  Complete and total shock!
GREER: He *was* surprised, yes, sir!
(They both chuckle.)
YOUNG: I guess you can say you even got away with it.
(Greer stops, his face sad.)
GREER: Just, uh, sorry that I – that I disappointed you, sir.
YOUNG: You're a good man, Sergeant, I know that.  Besides, the bastard had it
coming.
(Greer stares back at him for a moment, then grins.)
GREER: Yes, sir, he did.
(They both laugh, then Young becomes serious again.)
YOUNG: So long.
(Instantly, Greer raises his hand and salutes the colonel.)
YOUNG (gently): At ease, Ronald.
(Greer holds the salute a moment longer, then lowers his arm and takes the hand
which Young is offering him.  They shake.)

KINO VISION.  Presumably this is footage which was filmed earlier and is on the
Kino now floating in space.
WALLACE (offscreen): OK, Colonel, just go whenever you're ready.
YOUNG: Yeah.  No-no, I got it.  I just, uh, just ... can you just wait outside,
Eli?  Thanks.
(He waits until Eli has left the room, then looks into the Kino and smiles.)
YOUNG: Hi, Emily.  I just, um, I just wanted to say ...
(He pauses, struggling for a moment.)
YOUNG: Well,  you know.  You know.
(He gazes into the Kino for a long moment, then reaches out and deactivates it.)

GATEROOM.  Groaning, Sergeant Spencer regains consciousness on the Gateroom
floor.  Putting his hand to his bruised mouth, he gets up onto one elbow and
looks around the room, then slowly hauls himself to his feet.  He stares around
the empty room again and stumbles away.
(He makes his way along the corridors and eventually follows the sound of
voices.  He finds a group of people sitting around a table playing cards.)
SPENCER: Where *is* everybody?
VOLKER: All the *fun* people are here!
(Spencer turns and walks away without a word.  He moves on and finds another
group.  Some are sitting and others standing, and all have their heads lowered
and are reciting the Lord's Prayer.)
GROUP (simultaneously): Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name.  Thy
kingdom come, Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.  Give us this day
our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
against us.  And lead us not into temptation ...

Perhaps a little surprisingly, Rush managed to get an iPhone and speakers into
his personal effects which he brought from Icarus Base.  Violin music plays from
it as he sits on his bed, holding his broken glasses down to the book that  he
is reading.
(Eli and Chloe have sat down on one of the sofas in the Observation Deck and are
watching the sun get ever larger in the window.  Chloe takes Eli's hand and
moves it over onto her lap.  They smile at each other sadly.)
(In his quarters, Everett Young takes off his wedding ring and looks down at it
sadly, tears dripping from his face.)
(In his own quarters, Ronald Greer removes his shirt and then his trousers and
underpants.  He intends to die the way he was born.  He settles down on the edge
of the bed and waits.)

SHUTTLE.  The crew is sitting silently.  Riley looks at his watch and sighs
sadly.
JAMES: What?
RILEY: Oh, nothing.  I just – I realised it was past midnight.
PARK: Does that mean they've gone into the sun?
RILEY (reassuringly): No!  No-no-no, no, nothing like that.
WRAY: It's his birthday.  That's all he means.
JAMES: Oh.  (She looks at Riley.)  Happy birthday.
(He looks round at her.  She smiles at him ruefully.)
RILEY: Thanks.
(In the pilot's seat, Scott frowns at a screen on his console.)
SCOTT: Mr Brody, would you come up here for a second?  I need you to confirm
spectrographic analysis for me.
(Brody walks over and looks over his shoulder.)
BRODY: Oxygen, nitrogen, liquid water ...  (He straightens up unhappily.)  Only
trace levels of CO2.
JOHANSEN (noticing his expression): What?
BRODY: It means there won't be much vegetation.  Also means the thermometer
won't be spending much time above zero, either.
SCOTT: But we can survive, right?
BRODY: Yeah.  It'll be great.
(His face, however, says that they might not *want* to survive in such an
environment.  He turns and goes back to his seat.)

At the sun, Destiny is starting to burn.  Young lies on his bed, awaiting his
end.  In his own room, Rush finishes his book.  He folds his glasses and tosses
the book across the room.  He looks at his watch and frowns, then gets off the
bed and heads out.  Holding a flashlight to light his way, he makes his way to
the Control Room, where part of the console is illuminated.  He looks down at
the main console, then starts to laugh.  He turns and races away.
(On the Observation Deck, Chloe and Eli are still sitting and looking sadly at
each other.  Rush comes in and goes over to the front railing.  The ship is well
inside the corona and looks as if it's almost skimming the surface of the star. 
Rush stares at the view for a moment, then again starts to laugh.)
RUSH (triumphantly): Oh, *yes!*
WALLACE (nervously): Uh, what are we so happy about?
RUSH (turning to him): We're gonna live, Eli.
WALLACE (standing up): What about the turbulence and the heat and the death?
RUSH: No, all of that would have happened by now.  The shield is protecting us.
ARMSTRONG: But you said we were out of power.
RUSH: I was absolutely certain of that, and I've never been more pleased to be
wrong in all my life.
(He grins at them and hurries out of the room.  Eli looks at Chloe for a moment,
then chases off after him.)
(From an external perspective, Destiny gets closer and closer to the sun.  She
lowers large power cells down on her underside and they begin to light up
seconds before she plunges into the sun and disappears from our view.)
(In Young's quarters, the lights come on.  He opens his eyes and looks around,
startled, then sits up and starts to get off the bed.)
(In Greer's room, he looks around in surprise as the lights come on.)
(In the corridors, Young limps along as crew members mill about chatting
nervously.  Franklin comes out of his room as Young walks past.)
FRANKLIN: The lights just came back on in my room.
(Young looks disparagingly at him as if to say, "No duh!" as he walks past.)
FRANKLIN: What's going on?
YOUNG: Stand by.
FRANKLIN (bewildered): Colonel?

CONTROL ROOM.  Eli is looking at a console.
WALLACE: You're right!  The systems are coming back online all over the ship!
(Young comes in.)
YOUNG: There's a rumour spreading that we're still here.
RUSH (smiling in delight down at his console): We *are*.
(The lights come on in the room.)
RUSH: Destiny needed all its power reserves to protect itself – *and* us.
(Eli looks nervously at his own console.)
WALLACE: Uh, guys?
(He activates a holographic screen showing Destiny's position in relation to the
star.)
WALLACE: We're *in* the star.
YOUNG: *That* can't be right.  You're talking thousands of degrees.
RUSH: Well, we've just flown through the corona, which is even hotter, to say
nothing of magnetic fields, gravitational stresses.  This is what Destiny
intended from the moment it entered the star system.
YOUNG: You're telling me it flew into the sun on purpose?
RUSH: Yes.
YOUNG: Why?
RUSH: To replenish its reserves.
YOUNG: You're telling me the ship ...
RUSH (interrupting): ... the ship is powered by the stars themselves.  Solar
powered – quite literally.  There is no other explanation.
(From an external perspective, Destiny comes out the other side of the sun and
begins to move away from it.  Lights have come on all over the ship and, as she
clears the star, her engines power up.  The ship jolts momentarily.  Eli looks
at his screen.)
WALLACE: The engines just came back on!  We're pulling out of it!
(There's a beeping from one side of the room.  Rush's head snaps around to look,
and Young is a moment behind him.  The countdown timer on the screen above the
door has started up.)
YOUNG: The shuttle!  We've gotta call them back.
WALLACE: Uh, we haven't accessed communications yet.
RUSH (typing on his console): I'm working on it.
YOUNG: Well, you know, if you don't figure it out before we go into F.T.L. ...
RUSH: Plenty of time.
YOUNG: We can't strand those people here.
RUSH (looking at him pointedly): Then this would be an excellent time for you to
trust me to solve this problem.

SHUTTLE.  The shuttle is approaching the planet.
SCOTT: OK, I'm gonna put us in a high orbit, spend a little time looking around
for the best spot before we put down.
(Johansen looks across to him as he inputs the instructions into the console. 
The console pings and he covers his eyes with his hand.)
JOHANSEN (softly): They're gone.  You know, I can't help but think maybe they're
the lucky ones.
SCOTT: Don't, T.J.
JOHANSEN: The planet is a rock.
SCOTT (firmly): I said *stop it*.  (Louder) All right, here we go.
(He is just about to change the shuttle's trajectory when the last voice they
ever thought they'd hear again comes over the comms.)
YOUNG: This is Young, come in.
(Bewildered, everyone looks around the ship.  Scott looks up at the controls,
unsure of which of the buttons will activate the comms.  Brody points.)
BRODY: Right there.
(He jumps out of his seat and runs forward.)
BRODY: Right there!
(He reaches up and presses the correct button.)
SCOTT: Uh, this is-this is Scott.  Sir, how the hell ...?!
YOUNG: We're just as surprised as you are, Lieutenant.  I'll explain later.  You
need to get your ass back aboard this ship.
(The shuttle crew laugh and applaud in delight and relief.  Scott sinks back in
his seat in amazement.  Johansen looks out of the window and points.)
JOHANSEN: Look, there it is!
(Destiny can be seen in the distance, still trailing debris from the star behind
her.)
SCOTT: Will do!  Scott out!
(He turns to the rest of the crew.)
SCOTT: Everybody hear that?!
(The crew yell and cheer.)
SCOTT: We have a visual of you, Destiny.  Plotting an intercept course now.
(He types onto his console.  The console beeps negatively at him.  He looks at
the screen in dread for a moment, then tries the input again.  Again, the
console beeps a "no" at  him.)
SCOTT: Uh, Colonel, stand by.
(He turns around.)
SCOTT: Brody, come here.
BRODY (going over to his console): What is it?
SCOTT: I don't know yet.  Am I reading this right?
(Brody looks at the screen, which is showing a representation of Destiny passing
in front of the shuttle and then disappearing off.)
BRODY: Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.  We are so close.  (He looks out of the
window.)  You can almost touch it!  It's right there!
WRAY: What's going on, Lieutenant?
(Scott tries the command again but still the console beeps.)
SCOTT: The Destiny is accelerating away from us.  We can't match it.
(He raises his head so that his voice will carry to the comms.)
SCOTT: Colonel, we have a problem here.
YOUNG: What is it?
SCOTT: We can see you, but the shuttle's computer cannot come up with an
intercept solution.  Destiny is accelerating too fast.  I'm trying to put
something in manually here but there's no way to cross the "t".  Sir, we're
gonna fall short.
RUSH: You're on full power, yes?
SCOTT: I put the throttle up right away.  It's-it's just not gonna be enough.
WALLACE: You *must* have afterburners or something.
SCOTT: It's not an F-16, Eli, it's a spaceship.
YOUNG: Is there anything we can do from this end?
JOHANSEN: Is there any way to slow the Destiny down?
SCOTT: That would do it.
(Rush shakes his head at Young.)
YOUNG: Negative.
(The shuttle crew look around at each other, shocked.)
SCOTT: Uh, we're out of ideas here.
(Young looks round at Rush and Eli.)
YOUNG: Come on, guys.
(Rush passes his hand over his face, thinking hard.)
YOUNG: Come on.
(Rush drops his hand.  He's solved it.)
RUSH: Lieutenant.  I want you to turn and head directly towards the planet. 
We'll send you an exact course in a moment.
(Eli, understanding what Rush is intending, pulls a calculator out of his pocket
and starts punching it rapidly.)
SCOTT: No, no-no-no-no.  The planet is a *rock*.  We're better taking our
chances ...
RUSH: Do what I say, Lieutenant.  We don't have much time.
(Confused and not understanding why Rush wants him to do this, Scott
nevertheless turns the shuttle and aims it directly towards the planet.  On
Destiny, Eli is carrying out his calculations as fast as he can.  Rush takes a
moment to explain what's going on both to Young and to those in the shuttle.)
RUSH: In order to reach the star, Destiny used an aerobraking manoeuvre to slow
down.  I'm suggesting Lieutenant Scott perform a slingshot manoeuvre around the
planet to do exactly the opposite.
YOUNG: A gravity boost to speed up.
RUSH: Should put Destiny directly in their path.
SCOTT: We're all aboard with that idea, Doctor.  Just give me the course and
speed.  This planet's getting pretty big in the windows here.
RUSH: One moment.
(Both he and Eli are busily working on their consoles.  A moment later Eli's
console beeps.)
WALLACE: I got it.
RUSH: Whoa-whoa-whoa.
(He hurries over to Eli's console.)
RUSH: Eli, there's many variables here.  Are you sure about this?
(Eli looks at him pointedly.)
WALLACE: *Math* Boy.  Send it.
RUSH: OK, Math Boy.  (He types on Eli's console, then heads back to his own.) 
Sending the new course now.
YOUNG: Is this gonna work?
RUSH: It's gonna be close.
(In the shuttle, Scott receives the information.)
SCOTT: Got it.  (He looks round at the others.)  All right, everybody, hang on
again.
(Everyone grabs hold of whatever's nearby.  Scott turns back to the console and
activates the controls.  Retros fire and the shuttle tilts and heads into the
planet's gravity field.  The shuttle vibrates violently.  On Destiny, the men
wait anxiously for news.  The shuttle races around the planet and finally comes
out the other side and heads out into space again.  In Destiny's Control Room,
Eli pulls up the holographic screen and it shows the shuttle's position in
relation to the ship.)
WALLACE: That's them.
(He frowns.)
WALLACE: Why am I watching this on TV?
(He turns and hurries out of the room, heading for the Observation Deck.  Young
walks closer to the screen and he and Rush watch it anxiously.)
(On the shuttle, Scott looks uneasily across to Johansen.)
SCOTT: OK.  We're only gonna get one shot at this.  (He shakes his head
nervously.)  Wish it wasn't the first time I tried it.
(Eli hurries into the Observation Deck where Chloe is standing at the railing.)
WALLACE (pointing): There-there-there.
(The shuttle can be seen in the distance, heading towards the ship.)
YOUNG (in the Control Room): You've got us lined up.  You're doing fine.
RUSH: No he isn't.  We're coming up on them too fast.
(Scott turns the shuttle around so that it's facing in the same direction as
Destiny as she races into position below them.)
RUSH: Lieutenant, our relative velocity is too great.  Unless you can match our
speed, you're gonna crash into the ship.
SCOTT: Uh, this is all we've got.
(Doctor Boone has gone to the back of the shuttle and is looking through the
rear windows.)
BOONE: Uh, it's coming up pretty fast on us.
SCOTT: I know, I know, I know!
(Brody is standing at one of the side windows and calls out to Scott.)
BRODY: You have to come left!
RILEY (from another window): A little this way, Lieutenant.
SCOTT: Need some more speed.
YOUNG: Fire manoeuvring thrusters.  That might just make the difference.
(Scott reaches up and flicks the appropriate switches.  From an external
perspective, the shuttle's speed in relation to Destiny begins to increase
slightly.)
(In the Observation Deck, Eli and Chloe watch anxiously as the shuttle falls
towards them, lowering down towards its runway.)
(In the shuttle, everyone is bounced around as the shuttle thumps onto the
runway and then ricochets up a little.)
SCOTT (flicking switches): Main engines off.
(Destiny continues her onwards path.  The shuttle slides backwards in relation
to the ship, bouncing onto the runway and scraping along it.  It thumps
resoundingly into the airlock.  In the Control Room, Young and Rush gaze
anxiously at the screen, awaiting news.)
SCOTT (flicking switches and pressing buttons): Uh, thrusters off, docking
clamps engaged.  We're still in one piece!
YOUNG: Well done!
(He heads towards the door, reaching out to pat Rush on the back of the neck as
he passes.  Rush cringes away from the unexpected gesture.)
YOUNG: Well done!  On our way down!
(In the Observation Deck, Chloe throws her arms around Eli's neck.  Smiling, he
wraps his arms around her, then she pulls away, smiles happily at him for a
moment and then hurries out of the room to go and meet Scott.  Eli turns and
looks down at the shuttle in resignation.)

LATER.  In the Mess, Becker and his team are mixing up liquid meals.  Young is
sitting with Eli, Chloe, Scott and T.J. and some others, and they're all
laughing.
YOUNG: That's what you say, but I'm dead serious about it: that was like – that
was the worst shuttle docking I have ever seen in my life!
SCOTT: What are you talking about?!  I barely even dented it!
JOHANSEN: Just the grinding noises!
YOUNG: At the very least there's a giant scrape along the bottom.  I'm gonna
make you put on a spacesuit and go out there and fix it right now!
(Scott nods indignantly.  Young looks at Greer.)
YOUNG: Sergeant, we're gonna need some of that high-high temperature spaceship
paint for Scott here.
GREER: Yes, sir, I believe I've found some!
(Everyone laughs.  Just then Rush comes in.)
YOUNG: Doctor Rush, have a seat.  These two have even showered!
RUSH: No thanks.
(He goes over to Becker, who starts to prepare a ration for him.)
YOUNG: Ah, come on.  We should celebrate.
RUSH: Celebrate what?  That we're back where we started?
(Young sags onto the table in mock exasperation.)
SCOTT: Ah, come on, have a seat, Rush!
RUSH: Some other time.
YOUNG: All right.  Well, Becker, give him a double ration.  He deserves it.
RUSH: Why's that, then?
YOUNG: Well, I'm in a good mood.
RUSH: We're to be rewarded at your whim, then?
YOUNG: No, no, just stop.
(He stands up and hobbles over to Rush.)
YOUNG: What, you want – you want some reasons?  I'll – I'll give you three.  You
were right about the power situation.
RUSH (taking a mouthful of liquid from his food tin): Not really.
YOUNG: You figured out the sub-space communications, how to call the shuttle.
RUSH: We needed to get those supplies back.
YOUNG: You took your name out of the lottery.
RUSH: So did you.
YOUNG: I was injured.  You actually made a sacrifice.
(Up until now, Rush has been concentrating on eating his meal and although he
has lifted his eyes a couple of times during the conversation, he hasn't really
met Young's eyes.  Now he reluctantly looks into his face.  Young looks
surprised at his expression.)
YOUNG: Unless you knew ...
(Rush continues to look at him.)
YOUNG: ... that Destiny was going to make it all along.
(Rush blinks and looks down, then looks across to the rest of the group at the
table.)
RUSH: Cheers, everyone.
(He leaves the room.  Young turns back to the group, still trying to work out if
Rush *did* know anything in advance.)
GREER: Ah, let it go, sir.
WALLACE: He didn't know.  I saw his face.
SCOTT: There's no way.
WALLACE: No!
YOUNG: What if he did?
(The group stops and thinks about it for a moment.)
JOHANSEN: He's right, sir.  Let it go.
(Young shakes his head in a resigned way.)
YOUNG: *Lotta* work.

"God Bless the USA" Proud to be American
Music and Lyrics by Lee Greenwood
Released 1984 --  MCA Records

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If tomorrow all the things were gone I'd worked for all my life,
And I had to start again with just my children and my wife.
I'd thank my lucky stars to be living here today,
`Cause the flag still stands for freedom and they can't take that away.

And I'm proud to be an American where as least I know I'm free.
And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me.
And I'd gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today.
`Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land God bless the U.S.A.

From the lakes of Minnesota, to the hills of Tennessee,
across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea,

From Detroit down to Houston and New York to LA,
Well, there's pride in every American heart,
and it's time to stand and say:

I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I'm free.
And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me.
And I'd gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today.
`Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God bless the U.S.A



--- In Stargate_SG-1_and_Atlantis_Transcripts@yahoogroups.com, pammie918@...
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Ok so this was posted years ago, but I just joined.  That song was out way back
in the Early 90s or late 80's.  They had a neat 'video' to that song that the
Army played at my grad from Basic in 1993.

--- In Stargate_SG-1_and_Atlantis_Transcripts@yahoogroups.com, "APOPHIS'S QUEEN!
;\)" <apophis_queen@...> wrote:
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> Across the planes of Texas
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> New York to LA!
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> Where at least I know I'm free
> And I won't forget the men who died
> and gave that right to me
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> Next to you and defend HER still today
> Because there ain't no doubt, I love this land!
> God Bless the USA!
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Sorry it's so late.  Blame it on the Formula 1 Grand Prix qualifying session
which over-ran by an hour and a half!!


104 DARKNESS

Transcript by Callie Sullivan


In Destiny's Control Room, Doctor Nicholas Rush is sitting alone at the main
console.  It seems that he has been working there for some time and he looks
very tired.  He lifts a mug of water to his mouth and his hand shakes.  He takes
a drink, wipes his mouth with his hand and continues working on the console. 
Something he sees there makes him very unhappy and he throws his notebook
angrily onto the console and leaves the room.
(He walks briskly down the corridor.  At an intersection, Sergeant Riley and
another crew member are working on some wall panels.  Riley sees Rush and turns
to him.)
RILEY: Doctor Rush!  Doctor Rush, I was wondering ...
RUSH (not stopping or turning): Not now!
(He continues onwards and eventually reaches another smaller Control Room.  Lisa
Park is working in there with another couple of crew members.)
RUSH: What are you doing?
PARK: Morning!  Colonel Young asked us to figure out ...
RUSH: We turned these systems off for a reason.  They need to stay off!
(Park stares at him, surprised.  He looks at her and gestures towards the
console.  She reaches out and presses a button and all the equipment in the room
switches off.  Rush turns and walks away again.)

A room elsewhere has been designated the ship's Mess.  Private Darren Becker and
some colleagues are measuring out portions of powder and carefully mixing it
with water to produce a thin liquid.  A mixed group of marines and civilians are
sitting at the various tables in the room while Becker and his colleagues hand
out bowls of the liquid.
BRODY: Don't know whether the ship has electrolysers to produce oxygen, but you
can see there's not much left in there.
(Someone takes a bowl of liquid over to Colonel Young, who accepts it with a
grateful smile.)
BRODY: We did some calculations based on our estimates of the water depth and
tank dimensions ...
YOUNG: And the winner is?
BRODY: Just over ninety thousand litres.
WALLACE: Ninety-one forty-six.
(He looks around the group as some of them snort at how pedantic he insists on
being.)
WALLACE: Ish!
SCOTT: Go, Math Boy!
WRAY: Sounds like a lot.
YOUNG: Well, it wouldn't fill a back yard swimming pool.
WRAY: Still, it's enough to loosen the rationing restrictions, isn't it?
YOUNG: Camile, I think I know where you're going with this and believe me when I
say that I too could use a shower!
(Everyone laughs, but Eli is laughing for another reason.)
WALLACE: I don't think the showers use water.
(Everyone falls silent.)
WALLACE: They just spray a sort of mist that you kind of stand in and it sort of
beads up.  There's one in the compartment off the crew quarters.
SCOTT: How do you know all that if you haven't tried it?
WALLACE: How do you know I haven't tried it?
SCOTT: Oh, we know!
(Everyone laughs.)
WALLACE: Thank you, Lieutenant Rose Garden!
ARMSTRONG (to Scott): Oh, he's right.  You're worse than *he* is!
YOUNG: Wow!  You can tell them apart!
(Again everyone laughs, then Brody gets back on topic.)
BRODY: We also identified a recycling system for liquid waste, so once we get
that system up and running ...
(He breaks off as Rush stomps into the room and sits down at a table without a
word to anyone.)
YOUNG: OK, folks.  Let's have a better day than yesterday.  Thank you.
(The group breaks up and most of them leave the room.  Becker brings over a bowl
of liquid food for Rush.)
BECKER: Your ration, sir.
RUSH: Thank you.
(Young limps over and sits down opposite him as he picks up the bowl and starts
to eat.)
YOUNG: I ordered you here twenty minutes ago.
RUSH: I've been working – throughout the night, actually – trying to find out
why our power reserves are so low.  I'm quite concerned, and so should *you* be.
YOUNG: OK.  Well, how bad *is* it?
RUSH (angrily): I haven't been able to access any of the main systems yet, so I
don't know.
WRAY: You look exhausted.  Maybe you should take a break.
YOUNG: Get the information we need and make some informed decisions and we'll
report back ...
(He breaks off and looks up as all the lights flicker for a moment.  Rush drops
his bowl onto the table noisily, and points at Young.)
RUSH: Could you please stop people running around, activating every bloody
system they can get their hands on?
YOUNG: I will.
(Rush nods in acknowledgement, then raises his bowl up towards Becker.)
RUSH (sarcastically): That was delicious.  Thank you very much.
(He gets up and leaves the room.  Young stares after him.)
YOUNG: That man is a lot of work.
(He turns to Camile.)
YOUNG: Let's bring in the next group, please.

Rush is making his way back to the Control Room.  Riley is still in the corridor
and falls into step with him as he passes.
RILEY: Doctor, I'm very sorry to bother you.  I know you're busy, but I really
need your ...
(Without warning, Rush grabs his jacket by the shoulders, spins him around and
slams him against the wall.  He glares into Riley's face.)
RUSH (furiously): What did I say?
(The lights flicker again.  Distracted, Rush looks around at them, then releases
Riley and continues down the corridor.  Riley stares after him in shock.)

Throughout this episode, Eli is persuading crew members to make a recording onto
a Kino.  Here, he is standing in front of a Kino which is already recording and
he is talking to someone behind it.
WALLACE: Come on – it doesn't have to be profound.  Just who you are and
something you wanna say, like, uh ... (he looks into the Kino) ... hi, I'm Eli
Wallace.  I'm twenty-five years old, I'm ... currently unemployed and, uh – just
for posterity's sake – I'd like to say ... (he goes into another bad Charlton
Heston impersonation from "Planet of the Apes") ... "Take your stinking paws off
me, you damned dirty ape!"  (He grins into the Kino, then looks at the other
person, embarrassed.)  Yeah, but I'm not really gonna s-say that.  J-just try
it, say something!

MESS.  Another group has gathered and Becker and his team are handing out bowls
of liquid food.
YOUNG: It could be that Rush is just starting the fire so he can put it out, or
it could be that he's so far ahead of us, he can see problems that none of us
can see.
VOLKER: So what do you want us to do?
WRAY: Help him.
(Volker laughs.)
VOLKER: The man likes to work alone.
WRAY: Well, with the way he's been treated, you can hardly blame him.
GREER: *I* can blame him all day long.
JOHANSEN: It's pretty hard *not* to, considering.
WRAY: This isn't helpful.
GREER: Yeah, well, it's the truth.
YOUNG: Well, we're stuck with Rush for now.  Scott is checking out the other
shuttle, seeing if it's operational.
(He looks at T.J. Johansen while indicating her and Sergeant Ronald Greer.)
YOUNG: Johansen, you two join him when we're done here, so off you go. 
Dismissed.
(Greer drains the last of the liquid from his bowl and pokes his tongue out in
disgust.  The group heads out and Young goes over to Camile.)
YOUNG: Please tell me that's everyone.
WRAY: We still have the question of what to do with the senator's body.
YOUNG: Yeah, we'll get to him.  He's not going anywhere.  I'd appreciate a file
on everyone by some time tomorrow.  Nothing fancy.
BECKER: And my assignment, sir?
YOUNG: Recipes, Becker.
(He starts to limp out of the room.)
YOUNG: For the love of God, recipes!

KINO VISION.  Lieutenant James looks around to check that Eli has left the room,
then begins her recording onto the Kino.
JAMES: Second Lieutenant Vanessa James.  Twenty-six.  Air Force Special Forces. 
All I have to say is ...
(She pauses for a long moment and checks again to see that nobody can hear her.)
JAMES (plaintively into the Kino): I don't wanna die out here.

CORRIDOR.  Camile Wray trots down the corridor to catch up with Young.
WRAY: Colonel.
YOUNG: Thought we were done.
WRAY: There's still dozens of human resources issues we need to talk about.
YOUNG: Pick one.
WRAY: The matter of Lieutenant Johansen resigning her commission.
YOUNG: Consider her reactivated.
WRAY: Well, I don't know if that's up to ...
YOUNG (interrupting): Up to me?  Yeah, it is.  We need a medic.
WRAY: I don't even know why she resigned in the first place.
YOUNG: Well, it's none of *my* business.
(He walks on as she stops and looks at his back thoughtfully.  A little further
down the corridor, Riley sees Young and calls out.)
RILEY: Colonel, look what we figured out!
(Young walks over to where Riley and a couple of civilians have collected
together lots of the crew's battery operated equipment.)
RILEY: We're calling it a recharging plate.
(He holds up a flashlight and presses its switch several times to show that the
batteries have gone flat and the light isn't working.)
YOUNG: Uh-huh.
(Riley stands the flashlight onto his newly named recharging plate and twiddles
some knobs on the device as he speaks.)
RILEY: We've tweaked it so it works with Earth technology.  For now we have to
be careful not to leave them on the plate for too long or it fries the battery,
but ...
(He switches off the device, takes the flashlight off and presses the switch. 
The flashlight obligingly illuminates.)
RILEY: Not bad, huh?
YOUNG: It's great.
RILEY: Isn't it!
YOUNG: Turn it off.
RILEY: Why?
YOUNG: Rush says we have power issues.
RILEY (gesturing at all the other equipment they've gathered): We've got all
these things to recharge.
YOUNG: I know, but as soon as he gives the go-ahead, you kids can go crazy.  For
now, help me pass the word to stop pushing buttons.

SHUTTLE.  Matthew Scott is sitting in one of the seats at the front of the
shuttle, slowing working out how the controls work.  He pokes the end of a
pencil onto a button and two panels lower down from the ceiling above his head. 
Each of those has several more buttons on them.  On the console ahead of him are
raised buttons, each with an Ancient symbol on them.  Scott puts a thin piece of
paper over the button he just pressed and starts to rub the pencil over the top,
forming a tracing of the symbol.  He looks up as Johansen and Greer approach the
entrance and stop cautiously.
SCOTT: It's cool, guys.  This one's secure.
(The other two walk towards him.)
JOHANSEN: You think you can fly this thing, man?
SCOTT: I can fly an F-302.
GREER: Yeah, in a simulator!  This is a real spaceship, man.
SCOTT: Yes it is.
(Greer wanders around the ship looking at it.  Scott voices what they're all
really feeling.)
SCOTT: So, pretty screwed up, huh?
JOHANSEN: Yeah.  Yeah, pretty screwed up.
GREER: You think they're gonna work it out?
SCOTT: Well, we're pretty frickin' far from home, man.  I don't know.  Not
today.
(He looks at Johansen.)
SCOTT: You should have shipped out weeks ago, T.J.  It's not right.
GREER: It ain't right at all.
JOHANSEN: Yeah, well, I'm here, so what do you want us to do?
SCOTT: Help me figure out what kind of bird we've got here.  I just radioed
Brody to come down and help translate the controls.  It took me half an hour
just to find the "on" switch.  Maybe we can take a little joyride, huh?
JOHANSEN: Oh joy(!)

CORRIDOR.  Eli is walking with Chloe Armstrong.
ARMSTRONG: You don't have to follow me around.
WALLACE: What do you mean?
ARMSTRONG: I mean that I'm OK.
WALLACE: Oh.  Thank God you said something, `cause I thought that you were
following *me* around and it was about to get awkward!
(He starts to head in a different direction but stops as soon as Chloe turns
back to look at him.  She walks over and takes his arm to steer him back in the
direction she's going.)
ARMSTRONG: I don't mind the company.  I just don't wanna keep you from anything
important.
WALLACE: Oh, I am *done* with important.  I'm taking the day off from important!
ARMSTRONG: You should!
WALLACE: So should you.
(Chloe laughs.)
ARMSTRONG: Me?  I don't even know what to do with myself, Eli.  I'm the last
person who should be here.
WALLACE: I'm second to last!
ARMSTRONG: You're under-estimating yourself.
WALLACE: So are you.
(She smiles appreciatively, then stops walking.)
ARMSTRONG: Can you show me how to use that shower you were talking about?
(Eli tries not to gulp.)
WALLACE: Yes!  Yes, I can.

CONTROL ROOM.  Rush is working on the console.  Young limps into the room, still
bracing himself heavily on his rifle.
YOUNG: Scott's checking out the shuttle, seeing if it's operational.  Everyone
else is holding the work until you give the green light.
RUSH: Thank you.
YOUNG: Look, I want you to know that I'm well aware that in the field of Ancient
technology, you're pretty much – and any other subject I can think of – you're
the best I've got.
(Rush snorts.)
YOUNG: But we can't be working at cross-purposes.
RUSH: All I ask is that you check with me before issuing orders.
YOUNG: Check with you?  (He laughs.)   No, see, you've got it backwards.  If
you're doing something, I wanna know what it is, and this is not a request.
RUSH (irritably): Done!  Fine!  I'll tell you everything.
YOUNG: If there is an issue that affects everybody on this ship, like we're
running out of power ...
RUSH (sarcastically): I think I already told you that.
YOUNG: I'm not here to snipe your back or piss you off, but if we're gonna be on
this ship for any length of time, we  need to be on the same page.
RUSH: I think our length of time together on Destiny may be shorter than you
think.
YOUNG: OK.
RUSH: Uh-huh!
YOUNG: I get it.  Who can I bring in to help?
RUSH: Honestly?  It may take longer than we've got to bring someone else up to
speed.
(Young slaps his hand down onto the console as if signifying a done deal.)
YOUNG: Volker it is.
RUSH (sarcastically): Perfect!  Terrific!
YOUNG (leaving the room): You can tell him to sit on his hands if you want to.
(Rush buries his head in his hands in a mixture of frustration, anger and
exhaustion.)

KINO VISION.  The marine who we saw stealing handfuls of power bars checks that
Eli has left him alone and then turns to the Kino.
SPENCER: Spencer.  Sergeant.  I'm thirty-one.  All I wanna say is: I never asked
for this.  All I want is ... (he thinks for a moment, then shrugs) ... to get
off this ship.

SHOWER ROOM.  Chloe, naked and with her hair tied up, is in one of three
cubicles.  She is enveloped in mist from the activated shower.  Eli is standing
nearby with his back turned to her.
WALLACE: What's it feel like?
ARMSTRONG: What?
WALLACE: What's it feel like on your ... bare skin?
ARMSTRONG: It's really warm!
WALLACE: Yeah?
(Lieutenant James comes in, making him jump.)
JAMES: Eli.
WALLACE (defensively): I'm just standing guard!  Anybody could walk in!  I ...
What?
JAMES (glancing in Chloe's direction, then shrugging): Whatever.  I need to talk
to you.
WALLACE: Um ...
JAMES (stepping closer to him and smiling up at him alluringly): Alone.  It's
important.
(Eli gazes down at her, then glances in the direction of the shower.)
WALLACE (quietly to himself): Wow, I am so torn.
JAMES (calling out): Chloe, I'm gonna take Eli for a minute.  That all right
with you?
ARMSTRONG: OK.
(James looks at Eli and jerks her head in a "follow me" way.  Eli glances
towards the shower and then quickly looks away again.)
WALLACE: I'll check back with you later, OK?
(Chloe doesn't bother to answer.)
WALLACE: OK!
(He follows after James.)

CONTROL ROOM.  The lights flicker again as Darren Volker, his arm still in a
sling, walks in.  Rush sighs despairingly as the lights continue to flicker for
several seconds.
VOLKER: Hey.  Heard you could use a helper.
RUSH: Well, you heard wrong.
VOLKER: Yeah.  Young said not to take "no" for an answer.
RUSH: If he wanted to be helpful, he would have sent Eli instead.
VOLKER: Well, thank you for that, uh, but Eli's a kid really and I'm an
astrophysicist ...
RUSH (turning to him): Mr Volker, I neither need nor want your help, all right?
(He turns back to the console.)
VOLKER: Look, he's just gonna drag me right back in here and you know it.
(Frustrated, Rush puts his hand to his head and nods in reluctant
acknowledgement.)
VOLKER (encouragingly): Come on.
RUSH: Right.  I'm concerned that Destiny is on the verge of losing power.  Look
for yourself.
(Volker walks closer to the console.  Without looking at him, Rush points to a
nearby console.  Not quite rolling his eyes, Volker diverts to that one.)
VOLKER: The ship's been flying around for the better part of a million years.
RUSH: I know.
VOLKER: So I don't understand why, all of a sudden ...
RUSH (not bothering to let him finish his question): When we showed up and
started *doing* things, how about that?
VOLKER: Like what?
RUSH (angrily): Dialling back to Earth, for one.
VOLKER: Oh, come on, we had to try.
(Rush sighs in exasperation.)
VOLKER: What kind of window, man?  We're flying faster than the speed of light. 
How close to the end of a rope can we be?
RUSH: You're obviously not capable of seeing the signs.
VOLKER (insulted): OK.  Well, speaking of signs, when was the last time you
slept?
RUSH: Look, if you know what you're looking for, there are clear indications
that power is being channelled into life support and away from the ...
VOLKER: How can you know that?  We're still completely locked out of the core
systems.
RUSH (gesturing to the door and shouting): Out!
VOLKER: OK, I'll ...  Forget I said anything.
RUSH: *Now*!
VOLKER: No, I'll just work quietly.
RUSH: Well, it's too bloody late for that, isn't it?!  I *told* him you'd be a
waste of time!  A waste of time that we can ill afford.  (He gestures to the
console.)  If you can't see the signs staring you in the face, then you're no
good to me!  *Get out!*
(Crushed, but unable to answer back, Volker leaves the room.  Rush presses his
hand to his forehead again in exhaustion and frustration.)

Elsewhere, James opens the doors to the Observation Deck and escorts Eli inside.
His hopes of anything more interesting are quickly dashed when he sees several
people waiting inside.  Riley walks over and closes the doors again.  Eli looks
around at everyone nervously.
JAMES: Look, we just wanna talk.
(Eli walks closer to her and speaks quietly.)
WALLACE: You said "alone".
JAMES: Well, how else was I supposed to get you out of there?
(Spencer walks over to them.)
SPENCER: What's going on, Eli?
WALLACE: You mean right now?
JAMES: Don't be an idiot.
WALLACE: Wow, you *must* be getting to know me, because I respond really well to
that(!)
RILEY: We can't get a straight answer from anybody about whether or not we're
going to make it back to Earth.
WALLACE: I don't think anybody knows.
JAMES: They don't know, or won't tell us?
WALLACE (sarcastically): I'm pretty sure if they knew, they would tell you.
SPENCER: They'd tell *you*.
WALLACE: Me?!  Are you serious?!
SPENCER: Yeah, we are, Eli.  You're on the inside.  Rush needs you.  The
colonel's lookin' out for you.
WALLACE: OK, tell you what.  *If* they tell me, then I'll tell *you*!
RILEY: That's all we ask.
WALLACE: That's it?
(The group nods.)
WALLACE: Great!  This has been good!  I think, as a group, we've bonded(!)

Volker walks into a room where Colonel Young is sitting at a desk and muttering
quietly to himself as he writes.  Young looks up to see who's coming in and
laughs ironically.
YOUNG: You – you've gotta be kidding me.
VOLKER: Oh no.
YOUNG: You were in there five minutes.
VOLKER: He kicked me out.
YOUNG: What-what's the matter with you?  You're a grown man.
VOLKER: I know that!  But he said, "Out!"
YOUNG: Well, what the hell did you say to the man?
VOLKER: I didn't say *anything*!  I was just trying to figure out what his
problem was.
YOUNG: It's *our* problem, Volker, it's not just his.  I need you to get your
ass back in there ...
VOLKER: I'm telling you, he's gone crazy.
YOUNG: Well, we already knew that.  Go.
VOLKER: This isn't the old crazy.  This is a whole new crazy.
YOUNG: Would you like me to hold your hand, is that it?  Is that – is that what
you need me to do?
VOLKER: Come on, Colonel, I'm trying here ...
YOUNG: All right.  (He stands up.)  Here we go.  Let's do this.  I'll take you
there myself.
(He starts to limp out of the room.)
YOUNG: Oh, for God's sake, Volker.  If you people can't stand up to the son of a
bitch ...
(Just then, all the lights go out.  Destiny exits F.T.L. flight and comes out
into normal space.  All around the ship, people look around in startlement as
the lights go out, leaving just a few emergency lights on.  Young and Volker go
to the Control Room.)
YOUNG: Did you do that, Rush?
RUSH: Is that what you think?  (He laughs bitterly.)  No!  No, I didn't.  But I
had been standing here for the past few minutes watching systems fail all over
the ship – and there's nothing that I could do to stop that.  The F.T.L. drive
was amongst the last to go.
VOLKER: We could be in range of a Stargate.
(Rush lets out another bitter laugh, pointing to Volker while looking at Young.)
RUSH: You see what I mean?!  (Condescendingly) No, there's no countdown.
(He points to the counter above the doorway.  Young shines his flashlight up
there but the display is unlit.)
YOUNG: Well, there's gotta be emergency reserves.
RUSH: I don't think you seem to understand what's going on here, Colonel.  Our
"reserves" are gone.  *All* of our power is gone.

KINO VISION.  Volker, illuminated by somebody (presumably Eli) shining a
flashlight on him, is doing his video message.  He looks lost in thought, but
then looks up into the Kino.
VOLKER: Uh, Doctor Dale Volker.  I'm thirty-four years old and, despite what you
may or may not have heard from a certain Scottish person, I like to think that
I'm a pretty fine astrophysicist.  I mean, they don't send you to work on
solving the mysteries of the universe on other planets if you're a hack, right? 
So ... that's all I have to say.
(He nods to the holder of the flashlight, who moves the light off his face, but
then he starts talking again.  The flashlight holder illuminates his face
again.)
VOLKER: I mean, we can't all be Mozarts, right?  Some of us are ... Salieris. 
Not that there's anything wrong with that.  I-I like Salieri.  I find his music
is, uh ... It's, uh ... It's soothing.  (He points to one side as if gesturing
towards Rush.)  I'm not suggesting that he's Mozart either ... although Mozart
did go a little nuts, didn't he?  All right, I'm done.
(The flashlight moves off his face.  He promptly starts talking again and the
flashlight moves back onto his face.)
VOLKER: He's maybe a Schubert, at best, or an Elgar.
(A few moments later.)
VOLKER: I'm done, Eli.

CORRIDOR.  Jeremy Franklin comes out of his quarters just as Eli and various
other crew members walk past.
FRANKLIN: The lights went off in my compartment.
WALLACE: Yeah!  It's the same all over.
FRANKLIN: Well, why?
WALLACE (frustrated): *Why* does everybody think I know everything?!
ARMSTRONG (calling out from the shower room): Eli!  *Eli!*
(Eli races off in the direction of her voice.  In the shower room, Chloe
continues to call his name as she tries to get her towel sorted out so that she
can dry herself in the dark.)
ARMSTRONG: Eli!  Eli!
WALLACE: Chloe?
(He runs in, then skids to a halt and looks away as he catches a glimpse of her
naked body.  She pulls the towel to herself.)
ARMSTRONG: Not funny, Eli!
WALLACE: It wasn't me!  We had a power failure or something!  I was on my way to
go ...
ARMSTRONG: Well, I'm freezing and I can't see.
WALLACE: Wait, wait.
(He gets his BlackBerry out of his pocket and activates it.)
WALLACE: You want me to help ...
(The screen lights up and he holds it up like a flashlight, shining it towards
her but automatically looking towards her as well.)
WALLACE: Ooh!  (He quickly looks away again.)  Sorry!  Sorry!
ARMSTRONG (stepping into her knickers): Everything just stuck and went pitch
black.  I completely freaked.
WALLACE: Yeah, we heard.  How was the shower?
ARMSTRONG: It was fine.  Thanks for asking(!)  Look, just go find out what's
going on.  I'm OK.
(Eli steps closer to her but pointedly keeps his eyes averted.  He offers her
the phone.)
WALLACE: Here, here, it's something anyway.
(She takes the phone from him.)
WALLACE: Don't make any long distance phonecalls!
ARMSTRONG: Thanks.
(He leaves the room.  A moment later she yells out again.)
ARMSTRONG: Eli!
WALLACE (instantly rushing in again): Yeah!
(He meets her eyes and then looks away again.)
ARMSTRONG (plaintively): Wait for me.
WALLACE (smiling): Sure!
ARMSTRONG: Turn around!
WALLACE: Sure!
(He quickly turns his back to her.)

In another corridor, Young, Rush and Volker are heading for the Gateroom.
YOUNG: So it wasn't anything you did?
RUSH: Since I arrived, I have been unable to access *any* of the core systems –
power, navigation *or* propulsion.
YOUNG: Why didn't you bring somebody else in on this?
RUSH: Because I'm the only qualified person.
YOUNG: You see, this is what I'm talking about.
VOLKER: Maybe it's like a Lantean device – you need the Ancient gene to access
the ...
RUSH: Destiny pre-dates that technology.
YOUNG: D'you know that for a fact?
RUSH (rounding on him furiously): *Yes*, Colonel.  I know many *many* things for
a fact!  I know you asked Gorman to poke around in the weapons systems, for a
fact.  I know you have ordered teams of people all over the ship to do things
that they know nothing about, for a fact!
(He storms away.  Young and Volker follow him.)
YOUNG: Right.  You think all those things add up to this, Rush?  Does that make
sense to you?
(Rush walks over to the Stargate console and taps it angrily, showing that it's
inactive.)
RUSH: Look!  *Look*!  No, you're right.  You are right.  It was your reckless,
*pointless* attempt to dial Earth that robbed me of the time I needed to solve
this problem!
YOUNG: Maybe we're just missing something.
RUSH: *Yes*!  The opportunity of a lifetime – because you wouldn't listen to me!
(His face crumples in anguish and he turns away, putting his hand to his face as
if he's about to burst into tears.  Young takes out his radio and activates it.)
YOUNG: T.J., this is Young.  I could use a medic in the Gateroom.
RUSH (beginning to pace around the room): I refuse to be held responsible for
this situation!
YOUNG: Nobody's blaming you.
RUSH: I ran out of time!
YOUNG: We can fix this.
(By now, Rush is almost apoplectic with rage.)
RUSH: "Fix this"!  What, you think just because you give the order that it's
possible?  *There is no more power!  Destiny* saved every last ounce of its
reserves for life support – and I've seen it happening.  I've seen it being
sequestered away from me.  I tried to ... I tried to stop it.  I tried to stop
it but I couldn't!
YOUNG: Rush ...
RUSH: In a few days' time, this ... (he clutches his hand to his head in pain)
... this ship will go dark.  It will go dark and cold ...
(He crumples to the floor, unconscious.  Young drops to his knees beside him,
activating his radio.)
YOUNG: T.J., *now*!

KINO VISION.
RILEY: OK, I'm Sergeant Hunter Riley.  I'm, uh, one day short of my thirtieth
birthday.  Um, I grew up on a farm.  I have relatives who've never even left the
state, and here I am halfway across the universe, so ... no regrets.
(His face, however, shows his sadness.)

We see an external shot of Destiny moving slowly through space.  In the distance
ahead of the ship is a sun and, much closer, a planet.

CONTROL ROOM.
YOUNG: So ...
VOLKER: Rush was right.  Everything but life support is dead.
YOUNG: Why now?  Why just when we show up?
VOLKER: *Because* we just showed up.
BRODY: There's the Stargate.  It's a power hog and we had it on all day
yesterday.
VOLKER: There's still *some* power and the shields are still working to some
degree but ...
BRODY: ... again, that's to keep us alive.
YOUNG: For how long?
BRODY: We're gonna have to wait for Rush to wake up for an answer to that one.
YOUNG: T.J. says he's not gonna be up for a while.  So – where does that leave
us?
BRODY: Dead.
VOLKER: Dead.
(Young turns to Eli as if seeking his confirmation.)
WALLACE: Not right away.
VOLKER: Yeah, we have days – maybe a lot of days, but if there's no Stargate in
range ...
WALLACE: ... and there's not ...
BRODY: We don't have the power to dial out, anyway.
VOLKER: So it's a race between food, water and life support.
YOUNG: I don't buy that.
VOLKER: We can't do anything without access to the ship's systems.  Look.
(He pokes at various control panels but nothing happens.)
VOLKER: I mean, I could stand here all day.
(Young turns away from him.)
YOUNG: Eli.
WALLACE: I put a Kino in a search mode and sent it into unpressurised areas of
the ship, looking for an active console somewhere.  Nothing yet.  Also, I was
looking into if there's any way we could integrate the shuttle's power with the
ship's system ...
(He shakes his head to indicate that he's not very hopeful.)
YOUNG: So you're working the problem.
WALLACE: Yeah!
(Young turns and looks pointedly at Brody and Volker, who look a little
embarrassed.)
YOUNG: Does the computer-hacking drop-out have to save our asses?
WALLACE (raising his hand indignantly): The drop-out is still here.
YOUNG (to Brody and Volker): Are *you* gonna get your heads out of yours?
(The two men exchange glances for a moment, then Brody turns back to Young.)
BRODY: The shuttle idea's pretty good.
VOLKER: Yeah, there might be a workaround.
YOUNG: Well, let's do that.
(Brody and Volker move off to get to work.)
YOUNG: Thank you, Eli.
WALLACE: Uh, by the way, it's "M.I.T. drop-out".
YOUNG: You want a – you want a gold star for that?
WALLACE: No, I just ...
YOUNG: Do something.  I'm gonna be gone for a few hours.
WALLACE: Gone?
YOUNG: To report this mess.  If you need me, yank me back.

KINO VISION.
SCOTT (to Eli, offscreen): What, is it on?  (He looks at the Kino.)  Lieutenant
Matthew Scott.  Twenty-six years old ... and ... (he looks at Eli again) ... I'd
like to say a prayer for all of us, if that's OK.
WALLACE (offscreen): Sure, yeah.  Whatever you want.
SCOTT (his eyes closed): The Lord is my Shepherd.  I shall not want.  He maketh
me to lie down in green pastures.  He leadeth me to still waters ...

EARTH.  THE PENTAGON.  Colonel David Telford walks into the lab where the
communication stones are constantly online.  He walks across to the man sitting
in the chair [it's Peter deLuise, our director, ladies and gentlemen! 
*Applause*].
TELFORD: I'll take it from here, Peter.
PETER: Again?
TELFORD: What can I say?  I'm a glutton for punishment.
PETER: OK.
(He vacates the chair and leaves the room.  Telford settles into his place.  He
touches the stone on top of the control box to align it to himself, takes a
drink from a mug, picks up a newspaper and starts to read.)

DESTINY.  Colonel Young settles into a chair and puts a communication stone onto
its control box.  A moment later Colonel Telford looks around the room,
adjusting to his new surroundings.  He starts to stand up and groans, clutching
his sore ribs and then his back.  He straightens up slowly, then sees a
handwritten note on the desk in front of him.  It reads, "USE THE CRUTCH" and an
arrow points to the left.  The rifle is propped up against the table at the end
of the arrow.  Sighing, Telford picks up the rifle/crutch and hobbles out of the
room.  He stops and looks in confusion at the dark corridors.  Just then, Riley
approaches.
TELFORD: What's going on, Sergeant?
RILEY: Actually, I was coming to ask *you*.
(Telford looks down at his uniform, realising that Riley thinks that he's
Colonel Young.)
TELFORD: Colonel Young went back to report.  I'm Colonel Telford.  I'd like to
speak with Doctor Rush immediately.
RILEY: Oh.  Uh, well, he's had a nervous breakdown, sir.
TELFORD: What?!
RILEY: But I can take you to Lieutenant Scott.  He's in the shuttle.
(He switches on a flashlight which he's carrying and leads Telford away.)

EARTH.  Young, in Telford's body, comes out of General O'Neill's office.  His
escort, Peterson, is waiting outside and stands up.
PETERSON: Wow, that was quick.
YOUNG: Doesn't take very long to say, "We're screwed."
PETERSON: I'm sorry, sir.  Wish there was something we could do.
(Young looks at his watch, calculating how long he has before he ought to get
back.)
YOUNG: There is.

Later, Peterson drives Young to his house.  Stopping outside, they get out of
the car.  Peterson prepares to go and explain to Young's wife what she's about
to see.
PETERSON: I'll shout down when she's ready to see you.
(He heads off towards the house.  Young turns back towards the car and can't
help but stare in surprise at the reflection of Colonel Telford in the window.)

KINO VISION.  Johansen holds up a flashlight to illuminate her own face.
JOHANSEN: Lieutenant Tamara Johansen.  I'm a paramedic.  I actually quit my job
a few weeks ago.  I shouldn't even be here.  (She chuckles briefly.)  To think I
could have missed all of this.
(She stares into the Kino for a long moment, then switches the light off.)

EARTH.  Peterson comes out to the car.  Without waiting for him to say anything,
Young hurries past him.  His wife Emily is standing at the open front door and
looks awkwardly at the sight of Telford looking back at her.
YOUNG: Hey, Emily.
(He smiles and walks closer.  As he approaches the doorway he reaches out to
embrace her but she puts her hand on his chest and backs away a little.)
EMILY: No, don't.  I said that you could come in, but that's all.
YOUNG: OK.
(He looks at her for a long moment, then reluctantly steps around her and walks
inside.)

DESTINY.  The ship is travelling into the nearby solar system.  Inside, Riley
leads Telford to the entrance of the shuttle.  Telford nods to dismiss him and
Riley heads off.  Telford looks into the shuttle where Scott, Greer, Johansen
and Brody are working.
TELFORD: Scott, Johansen ... (he beckons to them) ... a word, please.
(The two of them walk over to him.)
TELFORD: There's no power except for the shuttle?
(The other two frown.)
SCOTT: Sir, you already know that.
(Johansen realises why Colonel Young is talking that way.)
JOHANSEN: Matt, this is Colonel Telford.
TELFORD: That's right.  Now, would either of you two officers care to explain
how Colonel Young managed to let things fall apart so fast?
SCOTT: There-there was no way of knowing this was gonna happen ...
TELFORD: You're saying Rush didn't see it coming?
(Scott and Johansen don't reply.)
TELFORD: That's what I thought.  I wanna know what's *really* going on aboard
this ship.

YOUNG RESIDENCE.  The colonel is sitting in the living room while Emily stands
nearby.  He has apparently just explained the whole situation to her.
EMILY: It's just – it's ridiculous.
YOUNG: It's true.
EMILY: Let's say that it is.  Why?  Why are you putting me through this?
YOUNG: Because I-I wanted to say ...
(He gazes at her as she looks back at him, waiting.  Eventually he lowers his
head.  She turns away, sighing.)
YOUNG: I'm sorry.  I didn't choose my job over you.
EMILY: It wasn't just about the job.
YOUNG: I know.
(Realising there's nothing more he can say, he starts to walk away, but then
turns back to her.)
YOUNG: I love you.
(He walks out the front door, leaving Emily confused and unhappy.  He walks to
the car and gets in.)
PETERSON: I'm guessing that didn't go well.
(Young doesn't reply.  Peterson is just about to start the ignition when he sees
Emily coming out of the house, wrapping a shawl around her shoulders.)
PETERSON: Sir.
(Young looks where he's pointing, then gets out of the car again and walks over
to his wife.)
EMILY: How does this change anything?
YOUNG: What do you mean?
EMILY: Let's say that I believe all of this.  I don't really, but even if I did,
you *did* choose, and you chose to *go*.
YOUNG: I didn't choose *this*.
EMILY: You *knew* there was a chance you wouldn't be coming back.
YOUNG: I *am* coming back.
EMILY: No.  You wouldn't be here, like *this* ... (she gestures to Telford's
body) ... to say goodbye if you really thought there was a chance.
YOUNG: Listen, I'm doing everything that I can.  I'm going – I'm going – I'm
going to do everything that I can.  I want nothing more than to get back here to
be with you and I want nothing more than for you to *be* here for me when I *do*
get off there.  I'm just – I'm just saying I don't – I don't know when that will
be.  *Please*.
EMILY: You made your choice, Everett.  (She shrugs.)  And I made mine. 
Nothing's changed.  And I really – I really do hope that you're gonna be OK.
(She turns to walk away.  He reaches out and tries to take her arm but she pulls
away.)
YOUNG: Hey ...
EMILY: No, don't.
YOUNG: Emily, listen, please.
EMILY (backing away): Please.
YOUNG: Emily, please.  Emily.
EMILY: Just let me go.
(She turns and hurries back into the house.  Everett watches her go in despair.)

DESTINY SHUTTLE.
TELFORD: I gave you a direct order, Lieutenant.
SCOTT: Sir, I understand that you gave me a direct order, and I respectfully
suggest it would be a complete waste of time.  I'm telling you: this ship came
here for a reason.
(Johansen reaches out to Scott as she sees a change come over the colonel. 
Scott realises that his expression has altered.)
SCOTT: Sir?
YOUNG: The ship came here for *what* reason?
SCOTT: Colonel Young?
YOUNG: Yeah-yeah.  What the hell was Telford just ordering you to do?
SCOTT: Use the communication stones to report that you need to be replaced.
YOUNG: He's probably right about that.  So, the ship came here for what reason?
(Scott jerks his head towards the front windshield and he and T.J. lead the
colonel to the front of the shuttle.)

KINO VISION.
PARK: The odds of coming out of F.T.L. on the outer edge of a star system are
astronomical.  Throw in the fact that there are three potentially habitable
planets plus a gas giant to act as a comet catcher on the outside of the system
– we're talking miraculous!  So, there's a chance now that we're gonna live –
though our definition of "habitable" just means the surface temperature range
allows for the presence of liquid water and, since the primary is a red dwarf,
the planets must have a relatively short orbital radius just to fall within that
range, which means there's a likelihood at least one or two of them will be
tidally locked, meaning one side will always be facing the star, which increases
the prospect of geological instability due to tidal stresses, and I can't stand
earthquakes.  I was in one when I was thirteen and I cut both my feet on broken
glass.  (She stops for a moment, realising how negative she has been sounding,
and gestures brightly.)  But it might be nice!

CREW QUARTERS.  Doctor Rush slowly wakes up and sees Johansen looking down at
him.
JOHANSEN: Hey.  How are you?
(Rush looks around, realising where he is and that he's lying on a bed.)
RUSH: How did I get here?
JOHANSEN: You're not *that* heavy!
(Rush groans and sinks his head back onto the bed as he realises what happened,
but T.J. explains anyway.)
JOHANSEN: You passed out for a little while.
RUSH: How long?
JOHANSEN: About ten hours.
(He sits up abruptly, shocked that so much time has passed.)
JOHANSEN: It's probably the first real sleep you've had since we arrived here.
RUSH: Has anything happened?
JOHANSEN: Not since we lost power, no.  You haven't missed a thing.
(Rush puts his hand to his head, grimacing.)
JOHANSEN: How do you feel?
RUSH: Embarrassed.
JOHANSEN: Don't be.
RUSH: Oh, you weren't there.
JOHANSEN: Your head's pounding, right?
(He nods.)
JOHANSEN: How many cups of coffee do you normally drink a day?  Four, five?
(He gestures to indicate a higher number than that.  She nods sympathetically.)
JOHANSEN: You're in caffeine withdrawal.  So are about a dozen other people
onboard.  It can make you pretty crazy.  You should see the smokers!
RUSH (ruefully): You're looking at one.
JOHANSEN (smiling): Double whammy, huh?!
(Rush sighs.)
JOHANSEN: I was gonna let you sleep it off, but the colonel wants you to see
something, so let's go.

KINO VISION.  Eli is trying to encourage Rush to make a recording.  Rush is
unpacking a bag and pointedly refusing to look into the Kino.
WALLACE (offscreen): If you don't do one, they're not gonna know who the hell
you are.
RUSH: Eli, I have nothing to say.
WALLACE (offscreen): People are gonna find this.  They're gonna wanna know who
we were.  Look, I'll do your slate, OK?  This is Doctor Nicholas Rush.  He is
the lead scientist of the Icarus Project.  Now, just say what you feel.
(Sighing, Rush leans on his bag for a moment, then raises his head and looks
into the Kino, staring silently into it for a long time.  His expression tells
*exactly* what he's feeling but there just aren't the words to describe the
supreme acting skills of Robert Carlyle at that moment and your humble
transcriber, defeated by the man's brilliance, urges you to see his expression
for yourself.)

Destiny is flying closer to the gas giant in the nearby solar system.  T.J.
escorts Rush to the shuttle, where Young turns to greet them.
YOUNG: Come on in.
RUSH (looking at the approaching planet and immediately realising what's
happening): Orbital insertion trajectory?
SCOTT: That was my first thought.
GREER: No, your first thought was we were gonna fly into the damned thing!
SCOTT: No, sir, I'm guessing we'll get close enough to kiss but not enough for
capture.
RUSH: An aerobraking manoeuvre?
SCOTT: Well, that's over my head but, yeah, should come out of the slingshot
somewhere in the system.
RUSH: Where there are habitable planets.
(Young looks round accusingly at Johansen.)
JOHANSEN: I didn't tell him!
RUSH: No, but you're all smiling.
SCOTT: Well, we're still too far off to know if they're anything more than
rocks, but we found three candidates before Big Bertha here filled up the sky.
RUSH: So this trajectory is no accident, then.
(He starts picking off stickers which have been attached below the buttons on
the consoles hanging from the ceiling.)
YOUNG: Well, the man's quick(!)  We'll know once we're clear.
SCOTT: That'll be in, uh, six minutes.
RUSH (holding up the stickers): Who translated this?  (He looks round accusingly
at everyone.)  You know it's completely backwards?
(He starts to put the stickers back into their correct positions while Young
gives Scott a long look.  Trying to hide his embarrassment, Scott stands up.)
SCOTT: Well, pull up a chair, sir.  This'll be a show you don't wanna miss.
YOUNG: So we're clear, my definition of "habitable" includes a sandy beach, a
tropical climate ...
RUSH (interrupting as he takes one of the seats): There's gonna be some severe
turbulence when we contact the atmosphere.
(Scott sinks back down into his chair.  Young turns to leave the shuttle.)
YOUNG: We'll pass the word.
RUSH: Colonel, about our previous conversation.
YOUNG: Rush, no need to apologise.
RUSH: I wasn't about to.  Only trying to explain I was suffering from withdrawal
symptoms.
YOUNG: Yeah, yeah.  I know.  I know all about it.
(He walks back to Greer who is waiting to escort him out.)
YOUNG (quietly): Lotta lotta work.

KINO VISION.
BRODY: Hullo there.  Adam Brody ... is my name.  (He sighs and looks
off-camera.)  Can I start again?
(Take two.)
BRODY: My name's Adam Brody, as I said earlier.  Hullo.
WALLACE (offscreen): Cut!
(Take three.)
BRODY: Adam Brody, engineer.  I like football and I ...
(Offscreen, Eli giggles.)
BRODY: What?!
WALLACE (still giggling): Dude, this isn't for a dating service!
BRODY: Yeah, I just ... (He buries his head in his hands momentarily.)  I don't
know why that came out.  I don't know why I'm so nervous.
WALLACE: No-no-no, it's all good, it's all good.  We ... what have we got?  We
have your name, we have your job.  Uh, what else is there?  Oh!  You're
forty-something, so ...
BRODY: Thirty ... thirty-six.
WALLACE (after a long pause): ... `K.  (He suppresses a disbelieving snort.) 
Got that now(!)  We'll fix that in editing.  All that's left is what you wanna
say for posterity.
(Take four.  Brody looks seriously into the Kino.)
BRODY: I always knew I was gonna die in space.  From the moment I stepped
through the Stargate, I ...  (He shakes his head and gestures around at
Destiny.)  I mean, I didn't expect this but I knew something awful was going to
happen.  (He nods.)  I just knew it.

CORRIDOR.  Greer and Young are walking along a dark corridor.
YOUNG (into radio): This is Young.  We are expecting some atmospheric turbulence
in a few minutes.  Find a secure place and point your asses down.
(Seeing something in the darkness up ahead, Greer snatches out his pistol and
aims it down the corridor.)
RILEY's VOICE: Whoa, don't shoot!  It's me!
(His voice is coming from a floating Kino.)
GREER: You can talk through that thing?
RILEY's VOICE (from the Kino): Hey, I can talk through this thing!
(Lieutenant James comes out from her sleeping quarters and stares at the Kino. 
Riley and Eli arrive just then with Riley holding the Kino's remote control.)
WALLACE: Um, uh, Riley asked me how to use the ...
RILEY (talking over him): I asked him how the Kino worked ...
WALLACE: Yeah, yeah!
(James, wearing only a vest and shorts, stares at the boys, then at the Kino and
then down at her clothing.  Realising that the Kino was about to enter her room
– or, even worse, has just *left* her room – she glares back at the boys.)
WALLACE: Took a wrong turn!
(He thumps Riley's arm.)
JAMES: I can and *will* kick your ass.
WALLACE (pointing to Riley): No ...
YOUNG (interrupting): Let's do that later.  We're gonna pass very close to a gas
giant in a few minutes.  It's gonna be a bumpy ride.  We're short on radios. 
Help me spread the word.
JAMES: Yes, sir.
YOUNG: Thank you.
(James looks round to Eli and Riley one more time with murderous promise in her
expression.  Again Wallace points to Riley.)
WALLACE: He ...
(He holds up his hands innocently.  James glares back at the Kino, then heads
into her quarters to get dressed.)
YOUNG: Wrong turn, really?  You're gonna stick to that story?
(Riley and Eli nod sheepishly.)
YOUNG (sternly): Go.  Help.  Now.
(Snatching the remote from Riley's hands, Eli walks over to collect the Kino
from midair.)

Destiny races into the edge of the gas giant's gravity well.  Many people have
gathered in the Observation Deck and are standing watching the view.  Rush,
Scott and Johansen are in the shuttle.  Scott activates his radio.
SCOTT (into radio): Ninety seconds to contact.
(In Chloe's quarters, Eli is jiggling impatiently on the spot as he urges her to
hurry up while she changes her clothes.  [And your humble transcriber breaks the
fourth wall again to burst in and cry a loud "NO WAY!" in relation to anyone
having brought a selection of clothes from Icarus Base!])
WALLACE (urgently): Come on, come on, come on, come on!
ARMSTRONG (lacing up her shoes): I'm coming!
WALLACE (checking the clock on his phone): Well, we don't have much time.
ARMSTRONG: We've *seen* planets from space.
WALLACE: How could you let yourself get jaded to this stuff so fast?!
ARMSTRONG: I'm not jaded.  I've just got other stuff on my mind.
WALLACE: Oh.  (He puts his hands on his hips.)  Well, we're just passing through
the atmosphere of a gas giant on the far side of the universe in an Ancient
spaceship.  (Nonchalantly) I'm sure there'll be other gas giants ...
ARMSTRONG (holding her hand out as she rolls her eyes): OK!  OK, let's go.
(Grinning, Eli grabs her hand, pulls her to her feet and tugs her out of the
room.  Giggling, he pulls her along the corridor.)
ARMSTRONG: Eli, can we please slow down?!
WALLACE: Trust me – it'll be worth it, OK?
(She sighs.  He drags her into the open doorway of the Observation Deck, then
stops as he sees the many people already gathered there.)
WALLACE: Oh ...  (He folds his arms, annoyed.)  Guess everybody had the some
idea.
(Chloe's jaw has dropped at the sight out of the window.)
ARMSTRONG: Eli, it's beautiful!
(The two of them move closer to the front window, where the curve of the gas
giant almost fills the entire vista.  They gaze at the view for a while, then
the ship begins to shake gently.)
(In the shuttle, Scott radios to those who can hear him.)
SCOTT: Thirty seconds to contact.  Hang on.
(Rush and Johansen, sitting in nearby seats, buckle seatbelts across their
laps.)
(In a corridor, several crew members sit down on the floor and automatically sit
against the walls.  Young sees them as he does his rounds.)
YOUNG: No-no, no.  I need everyone away from the walls.  Away from the walls. 
The turbulence could break your back.
(The crew members shuffle into the middle of the corridor and Young heads on.)
(In the Observation Deck, the vibration becomes stronger.)
WALLACE: Sit down, sit down.
(Everyone sits down on the floor.)
(Young tries to continue onwards but the shaking is too much and he almost
falls.  He braces his hand on the floor, then pushes himself upwards and
stumbles on.)
(In the Mess, Becker and his colleagues are thrown to the floor.)
(In the shuttle, Scott scrunches his eyes closed in dread as the vibration gets
worse.  Destiny begins to skim the upper atmosphere of the planet.  The
vibration increases and the crew in the Observation Deck cling onto the benches,
railings and each other but eventually the shaking begins to subside.  Eli
laughs in relief as Destiny soars out and away from the planet on her new route
into the solar system.)
(In the shuttle, Scott straightens up and whoops in relief.)
SCOTT: Hell of a ride, huh?!
(He and Johansen laugh as Rush looks round at them.)
RUSH: Yes.  Yes, it was.  Now, let's find these planets you were talking about.
SCOTT: There they are, dead ahead.
(He gets up and indicates them on a screen on the console.)
RUSH: Yes.  We should be able to analyse the atmosphere of the nearest planet
within a few hours.
(Young comes in.)
YOUNG: We clear?
SCOTT: Yes, sir.  Did you catch any of that?
YOUNG: No, I couldn't get back in time.
(Rush is staring at the screen on the console.)
RUSH: This is – this is unbelievable.  Look at this.
(Behind him, the other three are chattering and don't hear him.)
RUSH: Please.  Please, everyone, *be quiet*!
(The others fall silent.)
RUSH: Our trajectory has changed.
SCOTT (looking at the screen): Oh, no.
JOHANSEN: Changed?
RUSH: The planet has altered Destiny's course more than we hoped.
YOUNG: What are you talking about, Rush?
(Rush sinks back into his seat in despair.)
YOUNG: Lieutenant, what the hell's he talking about?
(Scott doesn't answer, too shocked to have heard what the colonel said.)
(From an outside perspective, we watch as Destiny heads off on her new course –
straight towards the sun.)

Glad to be of help, Callie!

All the best

Pam.

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Subject: [Stargate_SG-1_and_Atlantis_Transcripts] Re: SGU 103 "Air" part 3

"Playa" is the magic word I was looking for, Pam.  Thanks very much!  I've
also had confirmation from Gateworld that I correctly guessed the spelling
of Mehta's name (yay me!) and that the priest wasn't given a name, so I can
now update the transcript and will put it into the Files section shortly.

Thanks again.

Callie

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<pam.rowden@...> wrote:
>
> Hi Callie
> <snip>
> The other is a "playa lake"



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"Playa" is the magic word I was looking for, Pam.  Thanks very much!  I've also
had confirmation from Gateworld that I correctly guessed the spelling of Mehta's
name (yay me!) and that the priest wasn't given a name, so I can now update the
transcript and will put it into the Files section shortly.

Thanks again.

Callie

--- In Stargate_SG-1_and_Atlantis_Transcripts@yahoogroups.com, "Pam Rowden"
<pam.rowden@...> wrote:
>
> Hi Callie
> <snip>
> The other is a "playa lake"

Hi Callie

Looking in my Open University Geology text books, your translation seems
reasonable (given that the writers are not scientists).

Gypsum is an evaporite, which precipitates out of evaporating water as the
water becomes too saturated to hold the salts within it.

Evaporites can form in two environments: one, as indicated in the story, is
a shallow marine environment which dries up. Here, you may well expect to
find limestone nearby. The other is a "playa lake", which forms briefly in
desert as a result of sudden flooding: various minerals including gypsum and
halite (common salt) are precipitated out as the water evaporates in the
sun. In this environment, the nearby deposits are like to be sandstones.

All the best

Pam

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I had a few problems with this one: I couldn't find the name of the doctor
who swapped with Chloe.  I've guessed at "Mehta" but am awaiting
confirmation of the correct spelling.  I also don't know whether the priest
was given a surname so have just voiced him as "Priest".  If/when I learn
otherwise, I'll post an amended transcript and let everyone know.  Also, I'm
no geologist and after doing a bit of Google research in vain, I had to
guess at part of Palmer's technobabble.


103 AIR part 3

Transcript by Callie Sullivan

I had a few problems with this one: I couldn't find the name of the doctor who
swapped with Chloe.  I've guessed at "Mehta" but am awaiting confirmation of the
correct spelling.  I also don't know whether the priest was given a surname so
have just voiced him as "Priest".  If/when I learn otherwise, I'll post an
amended transcript and let everyone know.  Also, I'm no geologist and after
doing a bit of Google research in vain, I had to guess at part of Palmer's
technobabble.


103 AIR part 3

Transcript by Callie Sullivan


DESERT PLANET.  Following directly on from the end of the previous episode, the
Kino floats around the area surrounding the open Stargate.  The Gate is
suspended in a metal stand and there is a short ramp leading down from the Gate
to the ground.  Lieutenant Matthew Scott and his team come through and look
around at the white sand dunes in all directions.  The sun is dazzling overhead.
Scott puts his sunshades on as Eli Wallace walks over to him.
SCOTT: Hot.
WALLACE (grinning at the sight of his second alien planet): Cool!
(He puts his own sunshades on.  Doctor Nicholas Rush is the last of the team to
come through the Gate and it closes down behind him.)
SCOTT: Make sure we can dial back to the ship.
FRANKLIN: Already on it.
(As Jeremy Franklin turns back to the Gate, Andrea Palmer is on her knees
feeling the sand.  Rush kneels down beside her.)
PALMER: Looks like gypsum.
RUSH: That would be good.
SCOTT: Why?
PALMER: We're looking for calcium carbonate.
RUSH: Calcite.
PALMER: Gypsum is calcium sulphate, which is thirty-six percent calcium
carbonate.
(She has taken out a glass flask from her pack and shovels some sand into it. 
Rush pours some water from his canteen into it.)
WALLACE: Hmm!
(Apparently clueless, Eli turns away and looks at the surrounding vista.  Palmer
swills the water and sand around the flask, then smiles in satisfaction.)
PALMER: Huh!  It dissolves!
SCOTT: Are you saying we can use this sand to fix the scrubbers?
WALLACE: That would be convenient!
PALMER: No.
RUSH: Well, it's a fair indication that the components may exist nearby.
PALMER: For the sake of portability and efficiency, I'm hoping to find high
concentration granular limestone.
(As she holds the flask up, Rush holds a small torch underneath to heat up the
water.)
PALMER: We are looking for the dried lake bed or salt water body all this sand
came from.
WALLACE: It's a desert!
PALMER: Lime is formed mostly from the remains of marine organisms.
WALLACE: Oh!
SCOTT: Are you saying there was life here?
RUSH: Not likely anything we've seen before.
(Back at the Gate, Franklin is typing onto a hand-held device from the ship. 
The Stargate lights up and begins to spin.)
PALMER: Yeah, the water may be gone now but this desert was formed by H2O
evaporating on a plia floor causing gypsum to be deposited in a fine crystalline
form called cellanite ...
(Bored, Scott starts to walk away.  Eli calls after him.)
WALLACE: Where you goin'?
SCOTT: Higher ground.
(Sergeant Ronald Greer follows after him.  Palmer drips some red liquid into the
flask.)
WALLACE: What's supposed to happen?
PALMER: If this sand is high enough in calcite concentration, the solution will
absorb the acid.
WALLACE: Right(!)
RUSH (translating): The liquid will turn clear.
(Eli looks at the liquid, which is staying red.)
WALLACE: It's not.
(Behind them, the Stargate finishes its cycle and kawhooshes.)
FRANKLIN: We're good!
(Up on the top of the nearest dune, Scott activates his radio.)
SCOTT: This is Scott.  Unfortunately there's nothing useful in the immediate
vicinity of the Gate.
YOUNG (over radio): You have twelve hours, Lieutenant.  Make `em count.
SCOTT: Copy that.
(The Stargate closes down.  Scott calls down to the group by the Gate.)
SCOTT: We're movin' out!
(The team starts gathering together its equipment.  Scott turns to Greer.)
SCOTT: Too bad we can't just use the sand.  There certainly is enough of it.

DESTINY.  Chloe Armstrong is sitting on the side of a bed in one of the sleeping
quarters, looking miserable.  Colonel Everett Young limps through the open door
and sits down beside her.  Chloe decides to answer his inevitable question
before he asks it.
ARMSTRONG (a little tetchily): I'm fine.
YOUNG: No you're not.  Well, neither am I, but we're still alive because of what
he did.
ARMSTRONG: Look, for what it's worth ...
YOUNG: Well, it's worth a *lot*, you know, and as long as we're still here, I
promise you ...
ARMSTRONG: Colonel, I've edited enough of my father's speeches to know what
you're going to say.
YOUNG: You don't have a *clue* what I was going to say, because *I* don't.
(They look at each other for a moment, then she looks away and allows him to
speak.)
YOUNG: We brought along an Ancient device – communication stones.  They allow us
to ...
ARMSTRONG: Yeah, I *know* what they are.
YOUNG: Good.  Well, I'm about to use one of them to report to my superiors on
Earth, tell them our situation.
(He looks pointedly at Chloe, waiting to see if she understands what he's
offering her.  After a moment she gets it.)
ARMSTRONG: I wanna tell her myself.

EARTH.  THE PENTAGON.  Colonel David Telford is sitting in Doctor Lee's lab,
meditating.  Nearby is one of the communication stones resting on top of its
control box.  A woman in civilian clothing, Doctor Mehta, walks in and goes over
to him just as he wakes up and tilts his head from side to side to work out the
stiffness.
MEHTA: You've been sitting here since Rush made contact.  Let somebody else take
a shift.
TELFORD: I'm not leaving this chair.  I've been on this project for the last six
months and I'll be damned if I ...
(He trails off, looking vague and confused.  He tilts his head again a few
times.)
MEHTA: Colonel?
(To her eyes, Telford is still in the chair but he has been taken over by
Colonel Young.  He looks up at her for a moment, then looks down at his uniform
and his hands.  He lifts his head and looks at Telford's image on the computer
screen in front of him.)
YOUNG: This-this is strange.
MEHTA: Doctor Rush, is that you?
YOUNG: No, it's Colonel Young.  I need you to put me in a room with General
O'Neill.
(He stands up slowly, adjusting to being in a fitter body than the one he left
behind, then turns to the doctor.)
YOUNG: I'm gonna need you, too.

DESTINY.  Colonel Telford, now in Young's body, is lying flat on his face on the
floor as Lieutenant Tamara Johansen kneels over him.  Nearby, two of the
communication stones are on top of the control box.
JOHANSEN: Sir, I *told* you not to get up.
TELFORD (rolling painfully onto his back): What did he do to himself?
JOHANSEN: He's got cracked ribs, more bruises than I can count and a concussion
that resulted in neurapraxia.
TELFORD: Well, that's just great!
(Johansen helps him to sit up and looks across to the woman who is standing
nearby.)
JOHANSEN: Chloe?
(However, it's not Chloe in the mind of that particular body at present.)
MEHTA: Doctor Mehta.
JOHANSEN: Can you help me, please?
(Mehta comes over and takes Telford's other arm and the two women help him to
his feet.)

EARTH.  GENERAL O'NEILL'S OFFICE.  Young and Chloe, in the bodies of Telford and
Mehta, are in Jack O'Neill's office.  He walks over to Chloe/Mehta.
O'NEILL: You know, I had some of my favourite arguments with your father.
ARMSTRONG (smiling): Are you saying you won some?
O'NEILL: ... Depends on who you ask.
(He smiles at her sympathetically, then gestures to a man standing nearby.)
O'NEILL: Listen, Major Green'll be escorting you to see your mother.  Please
give her my condolences.
ARMSTRONG: Thank you.
(She nods to Young/Telford and leaves the room, followed by Major Green. 
O'Neill closes the door and turns to Young.)
O'NEILL: So, how is it going out there, really?
YOUNG: I don't know what Rush has told you, but we may not have much time left. 
The ship's very old – it's falling apart.
O'NEILL: Fix it.
YOUNG: We're trying.  Even if we can get the life support working, we don`t have
much food and water.
O'NEILL: Then go get some.
YOUNG: We're not supposed to be there, sir.  These are the wrong people in the
wrong place and, as a group, they're just not qualified.
O'NEILL: Oh, please!  I wasn't qualified to lead that first team through the
Stargate ...
YOUNG: I understand that, sir ...
O'NEILL: In the past dozen years or so, we've sent hundreds of teams through
that thing.
(He thinks for a moment, then smiles ruefully.)
O'NEILL: I think the bottom line is: *none* of us are qualified.
YOUNG: I just think we're gonna get to a point very soon where everyone on board
should get a chance to say goodbye.
O'NEILL (nodding): Understood.

DESERT PLANET.  The team is trudging across the dunes.  Some of them are
breathing heavily, and Franklin takes out his canteen and takes a long drag from
it.
GREER: Save it.
FRANKLIN: That's not very smart.  In temperatures like these, the human body
needs at least ...
GREER (talking over him): Walk, don't talk.
WALLACE: Just F.Y.I., he's right about the whole human body and water thing ...
SCOTT: Eli!
WALLACE: Walk, don't ... I know, yeah.
(They reach the top of the dune.  Scott stops and slumps slightly.  Eli joins
him.)
WALLACE: Oh, look!  More sand!
FRANKLIN: This is pointless.  We should go back.
PALMER: We just got here.
FRANKLIN: I still think we should be checking out the other planets in range of
the ship.
RUSH: I still think you're wrong.  The solution's here.
(He takes a drink from his canteen.  Scott sighs and starts to walk again.  Eli
whimpers plaintively, and the team heads onwards.  They walk on for some time.)

Later.
WALLACE: I know, it was a mirage, but when we were walking over that last dune,
I thought I saw the Statue of Liberty sticking half out of the sand, just for a
second there!  I was all ready to yell, "Damn you!"  (He mimics pounding the
sand with his fists.)  "Damn you all to hell!"
(While he's been doing his best (not very good) Charlton Heston impersonation,
most of the rest of the team has walked past him, pretty much ignoring him.  He
looks round indignantly at marine Curtis.)
WALLACE: Oh, come on, that was funny!
RUSH: *Was* it?
WALLACE (trotting to catch up with him): Because it would mean we were really on
Earth, but in the future, and the apes had taken over ... and then buried the
Statue of Liberty for some reason.
RUSH: Eli ... have a drink.
(Greer, leading the team, has got a little ahead of the rest of the group. 
Scott calls out to him.)
SCOTT: Greer, hold up!  Hold up!
(Greer stops and wanders back as Scott stops the rest of the team.)
SCOTT: This isn't gonna work.
GREER: Not if we keep stopping.
SCOTT: I'm saying we need to split up.
GREER: Fine with me.
RUSH: I agree.  Franklin, you should come with me.
SCOTT: Nah.  No-no-no, you're with me and Greer.
(He points to the left.)
SCOTT: The sun's been moving that way.  We'll call it west.  Eli, Franklin,
Palmer and Curtis, you head that way.
PALMER: We'll test every twenty minutes or so.
SCOTT: After two hours, you head south-east.  That should take you back in the
direction of the Gate.
WALLACE: Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa, wait a second!  (He laughs nervously.)  Do we
really think that splitting up is the best idea?
FRANKLIN: I say we head straight back.
RUSH: There's no point in crossing over the same territory we've just crossed.
WALLACE: *Or* we could just stick together.
(Exasperated, Scott walks towards Eli and the two of them step a little away
from the rest of the group.)
WALLACE: Look, Matt, I'm sorry.  I just have this really, *really* sick feeling
that-that you're gonna go that way and we're gonna go *this* way ...
SCOTT: Eli, I need someone that I can trust to lead the second team, OK?  That
is *you*.  Curtis is a good soldier –he's a tough guy.  He's not gonna let
anything happen to you.
WALLACE (smiling bitterly): Truth is, I'm slowing you down and you wanna get rid
of me.
SCOTT: I'm doing what I think will best accomplish this mission.  You *asked* to
come.  I'm *telling* you how you can help me.  Now suck it up.
WALLACE (nodding guiltily): Yeah, OK.
(Scott pats his arm.  Eli turns to the rest of the group and his new team.  He
whirls his arm above his head and points in the direction they're going.)
WALLACE: OK, guys.  We're goin' this way.  Move out!
SCOTT (calling after him): Radio if you find the lake bed – we'll double back.
WALLACE: When you see the Statue of Liberty, you know what to say, right?
SCOTT: Right(!)
(He heads off in the other direction, talking quietly to Greer as he passes
him.)
SCOTT: Now we can make some time!

EARTH.  As a car heads towards the Armstrong home, Doctor Mehta is reflected in
the rear-view mirror but it's Chloe sitting in the rear seat.  Major Green goes
into the house to explain to Mrs Armstrong what she's about to see.
MRS ARMSTRONG: She's here?  Right now?
GREEN: Yes, ma'am, but as I've explained, you'll see ...
MRS ARMSTRONG: Chloe?!
(She runs towards the front door.)
GREEN: Mrs Armstrong ...
(Ignoring him, she races out of the door and runs towards the car just as Chloe
gets out.  Mrs Armstrong stops and stares at the woman walking towards her.)
ARMSTRONG: I know I look different, and I sound different, but it's *me*.
(Shortly afterwards, back inside the house, Mrs Armstrong shakily pours herself
a drink.)
ARMSTRONG: Mom, please.  I have something to tell you.
(Mrs Armstrong takes a large pull from her glass.)
ARMSTRONG: Mom!  *Stop!*
(Tearfully putting her hand to her face, Mrs Armstrong finally puts the glass
down.)
MRS ARMSTRONG: I'm sorry.  It's just ... the thought that you're actually on
some ship so far away.  I can't even imagine.
ARMSTRONG: Mom ...
MRS ARMSTRONG: Just tell me you're coming home.
ARMSTRONG: I don't know.
(Mrs Armstrong sobs and takes another long drink.)
ARMSTRONG: Mom, *please*!
(Mrs Armstrong lowers her glass again.)
ARMSTRONG: The ship is old and damaged.  We were losing air and somebody had to
...
(Mrs Armstrong walks away from her, then leans against the door tearfully.)
MRS ARMSTRONG: He's dead.  He's dead, isn't he?
(Not even waiting for confirmation, she wails and crumples to the floor.  Chloe
goes over to her and wraps her arms around her as she sobs.)

DESTINY.  Johansen is escorting Telford and Mehta through the ship.  Telford is
struggling to walk in Young's injured body.
MEHTA: Where *is* everyone?
JOHANSEN: Able bodies are searching the ship for anything that might have CO2
sequestration properties, and the rest are in crew quarters.
(They walk into the Gateroom just as the Gate shuts down.  Steam vents noisily
up from either side of the Gate for a few seconds.  Adam Brody reports.)
BRODY: Colonel, we were able to dial out to the planet again.
JOHANSEN: Colonel Young and Chloe are using the communication stones.  This is
Colonel Telford, Doctor Mehta.
(Brody nods to them nervously.)
BRODY: Uh, right, OK.
TELFORD: Did you make radio contact with the offworld team?
BRODY: Uh, yes.  Nothing to report yet.  Uh, they split up.
MEHTA: How much time before the ship jumps back to F.T.L.?
PARK: Roughly nine hours.
TELFORD: All right, dial out every twenty minutes.  Maintain regular contact.
PARK: We do have power issues to be aware of.  Dialling the Gate is a
significant drain on what seems to be limited resources at this point.
TELFORD: The away mission is priority one right now.
(He grimaces in pain.  Johansen goes over to him.)
JOHANSEN: Sir.
TELFORD: I'm fine.
MEHTA (to Brody): I understand that there are other Stargates in range.
BRODY: Four other addresses came up in the system but we seem to be locked out
from here.
MEHTA: Have you tried working around it?
PARK: Doctor Rush didn't think that was a good idea.
TELFORD: I think it makes sense to know what our options are, so do what you
can.
BRODY: There has to be a good reason why these addresses are being disqualified.
TELFORD: If I wasn't being clear, I was giving you an order.  If there are good
reasons, find out exactly what they are.
(He turns to Johansen.)
TELFORD: Let's keep moving.  I wanna see more.
JOHANSEN: You should rest.
TELFORD: Lieutenant ...
JOHANSEN: Sir, Colonel Young's body needs time to recover.
TELFORD: Give me something for the pain.
JOHANSEN: The body feels pain for a reason.  I would rather not mask it.
TELFORD: Just do it, Lieutenant.  From the sound of things, you need my help
here.
(Clutching his arm around his sore ribs, he stumbles away.)

DESERT PLANET.  Rush has stopped again to test the sand but the liquid in the
flask remains stubbornly red.  Sighing, he pours it out.
SCOTT: All right, come on.  Let's go.
(He walks past Rush who is kneeling on the sand and taking a long drink from his
canteen.)
SCOTT: You'd better save some of that.
RUSH: We need to slow down.
SCOTT: We need to cover more ground.
RUSH: It's gonna be impossible to maintain this pace on the way back.
GREER: Maybe for *you*.
(Rush smiles sarcastically.)
RUSH: How tedious.  Little boys playing soldier.  Well, I'm sorry – I've no
interest in playing your game.
SCOTT: I'm not playing *anything*.  I'm trying to save the lives of everyone
aboard that ship.
RUSH: If we continue this pace, we're gonna die out here.
SCOTT (mumbling under his breath): Yeah, maybe we will ...
(He breaks off as he sees a small vortex whirling just above the sand a short
distance away.  Unaware of what he's watching, Rush goes off on a rant.)
RUSH (angrily): Light years away from the admiring eyes of your father, or your
drill sergeant, or whoever's approval it is you so desperately seek ...
(Furious, Greer storms up behind him and kicks him over.  Rush scrambles up and
spins round to Greer, livid.)
RUSH: How *dare* you?!
GREER: Get up and move.
SCOTT (oblivious to what's been going on): Hey, d'you see that?
(He turns to the other two who are glaring at each other.  Greer goes over to
join him.)
GREER: What?
(He follows Scott's gaze across the sand, but the vortex has gone.)
SCOTT: I don't know.  Nothin'.  Let's move.
(He walks over to pick up his pack.  Rush gestures at him angrily.)
RUSH: One hour.  One hour and then we start circling back.
SCOTT: All right, fine.
(They head off again.  Unnoticed behind them, the vortex reappears and whirls
its way down to the patch of red on the sand where Rush dumped the contents of
the flask.  It whirls over the top for a while, absorbing all the liquid, then
moves on.)

DESTINY.  Telford sits on the side of a bed as Johansen gives him an injection. 
She puts a dressing over it and gets him to bend his elbow.
JOHANSEN: Just hold that there.
TELFORD: Thank you.
(He tries to stand up but can't.  He shakes his head as Johansen turns and looks
at him.)
TELFORD: What did you ...
(He breathes heavily, then falls back onto the bed, unconscious.  Johansen
calmly starts packing her kit again.)
MEHTA: That was supposed to be for the pain!  What did you give to him?
(Johansen picks up Telford's feet and swings him around so that he's lying flat
on the bed.)
JOHANSEN: A strong sedative – which we are desperately short on and I should not
have had to use – just so that Colonel Young can return to a body in working
condition.
MEHTA: You are out of line, Lieutenant.
JOHANSEN: Disregarding the health of another human being is out of line.  I am
*well* within my rights as ranking medical officer.  He'll be out an hour or
two.
MEHTA: Well, what am *I* supposed to do?
JOHANSEN: I don't care.  I have other patients to attend to.
(She walks out of the room, activating the button that will close the doors
behind her.)

DESERT PLANET.  Scott's team is trudging along in single file.  Scott turns and
looks back at the rise they just came over.  Rush turns and notices him.
RUSH: Something wrong?
SCOTT (turning back to him): No, I'm fine.
RUSH: Good a place as any to stop and test.
(He drops down onto his knees and starts getting his kit out.)

Some distance away, Eli's team is also testing.  Palmer holds up her flask to
show the red liquid inside.  Eli shakes his head.
WALLACE: I take it that's not good.
PALMER: No.
(Nearby, Franklin and Curtis are looking at Franklin's hand-held Ancient
device.)
FRANKLIN: I don't know.  I think that ...
(He pushes something and the device beeps.  Eli trots over to them.)
WALLACE: Hey, guys.  Another negative over here.  I'll radio Scott and tell them
we're moving on.
FRANKLIN: Uh, yeah, the ...  That's not what's going down.
WALLACE: It's not?
FRANKLIN: No.  (He holds up the device.)  There are four other viable addresses
in this thing.  I think I found an override that'll allow us to dial from here
...
WALLACE: Yeah, but ...
CURTIS: Look around!  This planet is a dead zone!
WALLACE: But ...
FRANKLIN: We should have been trying to dial these other planets from the start.
WALLACE: But Rush said ...
CURTIS: We don't care what Rush said!
FRANKLIN: *We* don't trust him.
WALLACE (pointedly): *Rush* doesn't want us all to *die*!
PALMER: That doesn't mean we trust him to make the right decisions.
(Eli turns back to her.)
WALLACE: You too?!  What about the lake bed?
PALMER: It could be hundreds of miles from here.  We could be blowing our only
chance of finding a decent place to evac.
FRANKLIN: Maybe the ship *did* bring us here because there's lime on this
planet.  For all we know, the Ancients had a way of locating it that we don't.
CURTIS: For that matter, I'm sure they could have stopped the ship for longer
than twelve hours to find it, and recover it with the proper tools.
FRANKLIN: The fact is, the Ancients wouldn't have let the life support system
get that screwed up in the first place.  Rush is set on fixing the ship.  He's
deaf to any other logic.  We need to find a planet we can survive on.  (He waves
the Ancient device.)  This might be our last chance.

Back at Scott's team, Rush pours another flask of red water onto the sand.
SCOTT: We've gotta keep going.
(Rush takes another pull from his canteen, then offers it to Scott.)
RUSH: Here, take it.
SCOTT: I have my own.
RUSH: No, no.  I can't go on.  I'm never gonna make it back.  I know it's here –
you have to find it.
(He drops his canteen on the sand.)
RUSH: Take it.
(Scott picks up his pack, takes it over to Rush and starts packing the testing
gear into it.  Greer walks over to him.)
GREER: We're gonna leave him here?
RUSH: I'll make my way back to the Gate.
SCOTT (to Greer): Go with him.
GREER: I'm not leaving you here alone.
SCOTT (talking over the top of him): Make sure he gets back alive.
GREER: What difference does it make?
SCOTT: Because if I don't find what we need, he's gonna be the one to find some
other way to save his own ass, and yours along with it.
(Greer reaches out and puts his hand on Scott's chest.)
GREER: You're losin' it.
(Scott shakes his head.)
SCOTT: I'll be OK.
(Not totally confident of that, Greer slaps Scott's arm.  Just then, Eli
whispers over the radio.)
WALLACE: Scott, this is Eli.  Come in.  If you can hear me, please respond.
SCOTT (into radio): This is Scott.  What's up?
(Eli is following along a short distance behind the other three from his team.)
WALLACE (into radio): We have a problem.  Franklin, Curtis and Palmer have given
up and are headed back to the Gate to try dialling the other addresses on the
remote.  They also have the Kino.  They don't think we're gonna find the lime
here.  They wanna look for another planet that will support life.
RUSH: They're gonna get themselves killed.
GREER: Don't we need the remote to get back to the ship?
RUSH: That's not the point.  A few hours is nowhere near enough time to
determine whether a planet is even safe, let alone viable for sustaining life. 
The ship – the ship's our only real hope of ever getting home.
(Scott finishes filling his pack, and hoists it onto his shoulders.)
SCOTT: Stop them if you can.  I'll turn back when I have to.
GREER: Yes, sir.
SCOTT: Go!
(He continues in the direction they were heading.  Greer looks down at Rush who
is still sitting hopelessly on the sand.)
GREER: You lead.

EARTH.  ARMSTRONG RESIDENCE.  Major Green comes into the living room and knocks
on the door.
GREEN: I'm sorry, excuse me.  Uh, Miss Armstrong, we'd better be going soon.
MRS ARMSTRONG: You get my daughter home.
GREEN: Everyone is doing the best they can, I assure you.
MRS ARMSTRONG: That's not good enough.
ARMSTRONG: Mom, it's not his fault.
(Mrs Armstrong stands up and walks closer to the major.)
MRS ARMSTRONG: I am a personal friend of the President and of the first lady.
GREEN: Yes, ma'am.
MRS ARMSTRONG: You tell your superiors, if anything happens to her, I will go
public with what I know.
ARMSTRONG: Mom ...
(She turns to the major.)
ARMSTRONG: I'm sorry.  She's upset.
MRS ARMSTRONG: My husband gave his life for my daughter.  You get her back to
me, or the whole world is gonna know what has really been going on these past
years.

DESERT PLANET.  Scott trudges on alone across the vast expanse of white sand. 
After some time, he stops and takes a drink from his canteen, then stares as the
vortex appears in front of him.  As it hovers over one spot, he walks closer and
kneels down near it.  He opens his canteen and pours a drop of water onto the
sand.  The vortex promptly whirls across to that area of sand and hovers over
it, absorbing the liquid, before backing away again.  Scott looks down at the
smoothed-out area where the vortex had been `drinking'.  Suddenly the sand
recedes from that area, revealing the face of a human man staring upwards.  The
man has a beard, and although the rest of his body is hidden by the sand, he
appears to be wearing the white dog collar of a priest or vicar around his neck.
Scott recoils in shock and falls backwards.  When he sits up, the face has gone.
He looks up and sees the vortex moving slowly away from him, as if encouraging
him to follow it.

Further back, Rush and Greer are making their way back towards the Gate.  They
trudge along the top of a sand dune.
RUSH: I need water.
GREER: We're almost there.
RUSH: I thought, since I gave Scott my canteen, we'd share.
GREER: And you were wrong about that.
RUSH: Ah, I should have known.
GREER: Yeah?  You think you know me pretty well, don't you?
RUSH: I helped choose the personnel for Icarus Base.  I read your file, and
neither you nor Captain Marvel back there were on *my* list, I can tell you.
GREER: Ooh!  (He laughs.)  You think I care?
RUSH (holding his hand out to him): Give me some water.
(Greer slaps his hand away, making him stumble.)
GREER: Keep walking.
RUSH: You think just because you were born poor, that gives you the right to be
angry at the world!  How pathetic!
GREER: Ooh, yeah, yeah.  You think *that's* why I'm angry?
RUSH: If it wasn't for the army, you'd be in jail, or worse.
GREER (laughing ironically): Oh, that's what all you rich people think.
RUSH: Rich?!  (He turns on Greer angrily.)  My father worked in the shipyards in
Glasgow.  I earned a scholarship to Oxford while I was working two jobs.  I have
earned the right to make decisions without explaining myself to *you* or anyone
else!  You give me some of that water!
GREER: Keep walking.
RUSH: You give me some of that water!
(He tries to grab the canteen from Greer but Greer pushes him back hard, sending
him falling to the ground.)
GREER: Don't you ever touch me.
(Rush scrambles up and hurls himself at Greer, and the two of them fall and roll
down the side of the dune.  They reach the bottom and Greer jumps up, pulls out
his pistol and aims it down at Rush's head.)
GREER: And you do that again and I'm gonna put a bullet in your face.
RUSH: Oh really?(!)
(Greer cocks his pistol and aims it down at him again.)
RUSH: I don't think so.  You need me.  Otherwise you'd have gladly done it by
now.
(Furious but unable to carry out his threat, Greer turns and storms away.)
GREER: Right now, I pray to the God above that dehydration will shut you the
hell up.
(He turns back and yells at Rush.)
GREER: Walk – or die here. It's your choice, Mr Decision-Maker.
(Rush stares at him.  Greer laughs sarcastically and heads up the dune.)

STARGATE.  Palmer, Franklin and Curtis are at the Gate.  Franklin has dialled
one of the addresses on the device and the Gate is open.  He is looking at the
device, apparently watching footage and data sent back by the Kino.
FRANKLIN: Looks like it's worth a shot to me.
CURTIS: Let's do it.
(Eli runs over the top of a nearby dune towards them.)
WALLACE: Wait!  Stop!
(Franklin turns and walks towards him as he approaches.)
FRANKLIN: Look, it's not perfect, but it's better than here.  Vegetation, water,
air.  It's not too late for you to come with us.
WALLACE: Don't go.
FRANKLIN: We'll dial back when we know it's safe to evacuate everyone.
WALLACE: We'll never get back home!
FRANKLIN: You don't know that!  Maybe there's a way we can use the Gate system
to connect the dots.
(Eli turns to Curtis and Palmer who are standing right by the event horizon.)
WALLACE: There has to be a reason the ship locked out those addresses!
(Even before he finishes the sentence, Curtis turns and walks into the event
horizon.  Palmer turns back and looks at the two men.  Franklin nods
encouragingly to her.)
WALLACE: Don't.  Please!
(Palmer turns and follows Curtis through the Gate.  Exasperated, Eli turns to
Franklin, who shrugs at him and starts to walk up the ramp.  Suddenly a single
shot rings out and a bullet impacts the ramp just in front of Franklin, who
cringes and jumps back.  Eli, rather belatedly, flings himself to the ground to
get out of the way.  Franklin turns and looks at Greer who is standing some
distance away aiming his rifle at him.  Rush trots up behind Greer.  Franklin
walks a few paces towards them, then turns and starts to hurry up the ramp
again.)
RUSH: Shoot him.
(Greer aims carefully and fires another single shot.  The bullet strikes
Franklin in his right shoulder and he cries out and crashes onto the ramp.  As
Greer and Rush hurry forward, the Stargate shuts down.  Eli scrambles up,
holding his hands out placatingly to Greer.)
WALLACE: Why did you do that?
GREER: He *told* me to.
(He runs over to Franklin and puts his hand on his back.  Franklin groans.)
RUSH: He saved his life.
WALLACE: By *shooting* him?!
GREER: He'll live.
WALLACE: You just stranded Curtis and Palmer.
GREER: We'll send them another remote.  I wasn't taking any chances.
WALLACE: Where's Scott?
RUSH: He's still looking for limestone.
(Eli picks up Franklin's remote, which beeps at him.)
WALLACE: So, it's half-time.  We only have six hours `til the ship leaves.
(Greer activates his radio.)
GREER (into radio): Lieutenant, this is Greer.  Come in.
WALLACE: I hope he's turned back by now.
GREER (into radio): Lieutenant?  Come in.
(There's no reply.)

Out in the desert, Scott is still walking along.  He looks behind him and finds
a man following him.  It's the priest whose face he saw buried in the sand. 
Scott turns away, trying to ignore it as just a hallucination, and sees the
vortex whirling away in front of him.  The priest is now walking at Scott's
side.  Scott stops.   The priest walks a few paces further, then turns back to
him.
PRIEST: You must keep going, my boy.  You don't give up.
SCOTT: I don't need you to tell me that.
(He unscrews his canteen and takes a drink.  In response, the priest reaches
into his inside jacket pocket, takes out a hip flask and, chuckling and raising
it to Scott in a toast, drinks deeply.)
SCOTT: I'm not gonna let anyone else down the way I let *you* down.  And you
really don't have to follow me around to remind me.
(He walks past the priest and continues across the desert.)
PRIEST: He has His plan for all of us.
(Trying to ignore him, Scott keeps walking.)

STARGATE.  Franklin has been moved off the ramp and appears to have lapsed into
unconsciousness.  Rush is sitting next to him and dressing his gunshot wound.
RUSH: He's either out of radio range or he's lying face down in the sand, dead
or soon to be.
GREER: I'm going back for him.
RUSH: Oh, that's great.  Suicide.
GREER: I'm not leaving him out here.
WALLACE: I'll go with you.
GREER: No, no, you're just gonna slow me down.
RUSH (gesturing to Franklin): Look, this man *has* to get back to the ship.  He
needs medical attention.
GREER (to Eli): Dial.  He can take Franklin back; you wait here for me.
WALLACE: You have five hours to find him and get back here.
(Rush laughs sarcastically.)
RUSH: Oh well, it's *not* been a pleasure knowing you.
(Greer looks down at him, then takes out his pistol and offers it to Eli.)
WALLACE: What do I need *that* for?
GREER (still looking at Rush): Just in case.
WALLACE: In case *what*?
(Greer starts to walk away.)
WALLACE: I don't even know how to fire this thing!
(Greer turns and walks briskly back again.  He takes the pistol from Eli, cocks
it and hands it back to him.)
GREER: You'd better *be* here.
WALLACE (taking the gun): I will.
(Greer pats him on the chest, then turns and trots off.  Eli turns and aims the
pistol out into the desert, grinning.)
WALLACE: I have a gun!
(As he chuckles in delight, Rush shakes his head as if to say, `We're all
doomed!')

DESTINY.  Colonel Young wakes up in his own body, lying on the bed.
YOUNG (drowsily): Why do I feel like I've been drugged?
JOHANSEN: Oh, good to have you back, sir.
YOUNG: Son of ... (He groans as he sits up.)  What the hell was Telford doing?!
JOHANSEN: Well ...
(As Young struggles to get up, she hands him the rifle that he has been using as
a crutch.)
JOHANSEN: Here, you're gonna need this.
(He finally gets to his feet and limps out of the room.)

GATEROOM.  The Gate is open and Sergeant Riley, together with Brody and several
marines, are waiting nearby.  Rush, with Franklin's good arm draped over his
shoulder, stumbles through the Gate.
RILEY: There they are.
(He and the marines hurry forward to catch Franklin before he falls.)
RILEY: Hurry up, hurry up!
MARINE: Come on, help him, help him!
(The marines gently lay Franklin down on the ground.  Riley takes Rush's arm as
he crumples to his knees.)
RILEY: What happened?
RUSH: Greer.  Greer shot him.  Water, water.
(Riley hands him a canteen and he drinks deeply as Johansen hurries in and goes
over to Franklin.  Riley watches unhappily as Rush continues drinking, then
takes the canteen off him as soon as he takes it away from his mouth.)
RILEY (grumpily): That was my ration for the day!
(Colonel Young limps in.)
YOUNG: What's going on?
(Rush takes off his sunshades and turns his sunburned face up to the colonel.)
RUSH: Oh, we've had a lovely day at the beach.  How about you?

DESERT PLANET.  Scott is not so much walking as dragging his feet through the
sand, barely able to lift them.  He pulls his rifle's shoulder strap over his
head and drops the gun, then shrugs off his backpack and drops that as well. 
Stumbling forward just a few more steps, he drops onto his knees and starts to
crawl forward, his head hanging low.  He crawls a short distance and then
manages to lift his head.  He squints and stares at the sight of a large wooden
crucifix, complete with a carving of the crucified body of Christ, standing
ahead of him.

FLASHBACK.  Scott is sitting in a pew in his church, his head lowered as he
sobs.  The priest stands next to him with a sympathetic hand on his shoulder as
Scott raises his tearstained face and gazes at the crucifix on the altar in
front of him.
SCOTT: I have sinned, Father.  I have failed you; I've failed Him; I've failed
myself.
PRIEST: We have redemption through His blood.
(Scott closes his eyes, fighting his tears.  On the desert planet, Scott stares
at the crucifix ahead of him, sobs quietly, then crumples unconscious onto the
sand.  There is nothing in front of him.)

STARGATE.  Eli is pacing in front of the Stargate, which he has opened to the
planet that the others went to earlier.
WALLACE (into radio): Curtis, Palmer, this is Eli.  If you can hear me, please
come in.
(He looks at the Gate hopefully but there is no reply.)
WALLACE (into radio): Curtis, Palmer, *please* respond.
(There's still no reply, and apparently thirty-eight minutes have passed because
the Stargate closes down.  Eli looks around in despair, watching for Greer's and
Scott's return.)

Out in the desert, Matthew Scott lies unconscious in the sand.  Inside his mind,
the priest speaks as they sit side by side in the pew at the church.
PRIEST: Do you love her?
SCOTT: She's not gonna have it.
PRIEST: You're certain?
SCOTT: She's sixteen.  We barely even know each other.
PRIEST: What are you going to do?
(Matt shakes his head.)
SCOTT: I don't know ... about anything.  I thought He was my calling, but now
...
(He shakes his head again, fighting back the tears.)
PRIEST: I am sorry.
SCOTT: Why?  *I'm* the one who's weak.  It's my fault.
PRIEST: No, it isn't.
SCOTT: It's not *yours*.
(The priest turns and looks at him, then dissolves into white sand which quickly
whirls away and dissipates.  In the desert, the whirly vortex runs up the length
of Scott's unconscious body.  It swirls just in front of his face for a while,
then burrows down into the sand.  The sand heaves for a moment and then water
bubbles out of it, running into Scott's face and waking him up.  He lifts his
head and stares at the water in amazement, then gets up onto his hands and
knees.  He reaches down to the soaked sand and picks up a handful of it,
crumbling it between his fingers, then gets up and hurries back to fetch his
pack.  Getting out the testing equipment, he drops some of the wet sand into the
flask, adds more water and then heats it before dropping in some of the red
fluid.  As he swirls the liquid around, the red colour disappears.  He laughs in
amazed delight and scrabbles for his radio.)
SCOTT: This is Scott, come in!
(There's no reply.)
SCOTT (into radio): I've found it!  I've found the lake bed.  I've got the lime!
(Deactivating his radio, he looks at his watch and notes the time with horror.)
SCOTT: Oh my God.
(He activates his radio again.)
SCOTT: If you can hear me, wait!  Just wait!  I'm coming!
(Pulling out an empty sack from his backpack, he starts shovelling sand into the
sack.)

LATER.  Lieutenant James and two other marines step through the Gate.  She gasps
in amazement as she looks at the desert, then her attention is caught by a badly
sunburned Eli standing at the bottom of the ramp.
JAMES: Eli.
(She trots down the ramp and hands him a new Kino.)
JAMES: Which way?
(Eli promptly starts typing onto his hand-held device, but takes a moment to
point the way that the search team should go.)
JAMES: Let's move out.
(She and her colleagues head off.)
(Out in the desert, Scott is dragging the large sack of sand along as fast as he
is able.  Some distance away, Greer is heading towards him at a weary but
consistent trot.)
(On board Destiny, the scientists have taken the goo-encrusted scrubbers out of
the walls and are cleaning them as best they can.  Standing nearby, Rush shakes
his head with a total lack of confidence.)
(In one of the sleeping quarters, Chloe is holding a flashlight over Franklin to
illuminate his wound while Johansen is removing the bullet.)
(In the desert, Scott plods on, almost at the end of his strength.)
(Greer starts to run down a steep dune, his own impetus keeping him going.)
(On Destiny, some of the crew are starting to struggle with their breathing.  On
the gantry above the Stargate, Colonel Young gazes down at the Gate, willing it
to open and bring their salvation while, all around, people sit or lie weakly,
waiting to be saved or to die.)
(In the desert, Scott can go no further.  He drops the straps of the sack, lets
his rifle drop from his fingers, stumbles a couple more paces and then crumples
to the ground.)
(Greer sees footprints ahead of him, leading up a dune.)
GREER: Scott.
(At the top of the dune, Scott is lying with his back against the sack.  Greer
runs over the top of the dune and, seeing him, shakes off his backpack and races
over to him, pulling out his canteen.  There are only a few drops left but he
pushes the neck into Scott's mouth and shakes out the drops.)
GREER: Drink.  Come on, come on, come on back.  Come on.
(Scott grunts and regains consciousness.  Greer wraps his arms around him and
tries to pull him up onto his feet.)
SCOTT: Take the bag.
(Greer continues pulling him upright.)
SCOTT: There's no time.  You have to take it.
GREER: Yes you can.
SCOTT: No, I can't make it.
GREER (dropping him and yelling angrily): Get the hell up!  Come on!
(He pulls at the bag.)
SCOTT: I can't make it.
GREER (yelling at him): I can't carry you and this!
(He leans over and yells into Scott's face.)
GREER: Get your weak ass up!  Come on!
(As he starts to drag the sack away, Scott groans and struggles to push himself
to his feet.)
(On Destiny, Rush looks at the Ancient countdown above the Gateroom door.)
RUSH: Less than three minutes before the ship jumps again.
BRODY (looking at his console): Incoming!
(The Gate's chevrons light up and the Gate starts to spin.)
(On the desert planet, the Gate kawhooshes.  Eli, who just dialled the address,
turns as James and her colleagues return from their search.)
JAMES: I'll stay here.
WALLACE: It's OK.
JAMES: No.
WALLACE: I've got it.
(He gestures to the ramp and the three soldiers head up it and through onto
Destiny.  James reports to Young.)
JAMES: Sorry, sir.
YOUNG: You did your best.
(Back on the planet, Eli watches the footage from the Kino which he has sent out
to search for Scott and Greer.  He shakes his head despairingly as it shows
nothing but sand.)
(On Destiny, the countdown which – up until now – has been white, turns red and
a warning beep sounds.  Everyone turns to look at it.)
RUSH: Less than one minute.
(In the desert, the Kino footage still shows just sand ... but then it shows two
figures coming over the top of a nearby dune.  Eli gasps in relief and grabs his
radio.)
WALLACE: I see them!
(He trots up the ramp and stops by the event horizon.)
WALLACE (into radio): They're carrying something.
(Scott and Greer, holding one strap of the bag each, trot over the nearest
rise.)
GREER (yelling to Eli): We've got it!  Don't go!  We've got it!
WALLACE (into radio): They've got the lime!  ... And they're not gonna make it!
RILEY (on Destiny): Forty seconds.
(Rush hurries over to one of the marines, gesturing for his radio.)
RUSH: Give me that.
(He takes the radio and activates it.)
RUSH: Eli, I want you to stick your arm into the event horizon of the puddle.
WALLACE (high-pitched into radio): Seriously?!
YOUNG (quietly to Rush): You sure?
RUSH: No.  But I'm betting there's some kind of safety protocol that prevents
something getting cut off halfway through.
YOUNG: And what if there isn't?
(Rush turns and looks at Young.)
RILEY: Twenty seconds.
(Realising he has no other choice but to risk Eli's life, Rush activates his
radio.)
RUSH: Eli, do it now!
(Grimacing and cringing, Eli slowly pushes his arm into the event horizon. 
Still cringing, he looks around as the boys hurry towards the Gate.)
GREER (to Scott): Come on, man!  Come on!
WALLACE (wailing at them): *Come on!*
(On Destiny, Riley starts the final countdown.)
RILEY: Five, four, three, two, one.
(The Ancient clock pings and shows a recognisable zero.  Destiny starts to
vibrate as if wanting to jump to F.T.L., but it can't ... because the Stargate
is still open.  Everyone looks round anxiously as the vibrations increase, and
then Scott and Greer race through the Gate, carrying the bag between them, and
crash to the floor gasping for breath.  Seconds later Eli plunges through the
event horizon and falls to the floor, holding his arm out and feeling it to
check that it's still intact.  The Gate closes behind him.  As a marine helps
him up onto his knees, Rush hurries over to him and hands him a canteen.)
RUSH: Eli, drink.
(Eli takes the canteen from him.  Nearby, Scott is coughing convulsively as
Young calls down to him.)
YOUNG: Scott, look at me.  Lieutenant, look at me.  *Look* at me!  Look at me.
(Next to him, Greer takes a swig from a canteen that has been handed to him. 
Rush pats Eli's arm as he drinks.)
RUSH: Well done, Eli, well done.
(Many of the lights in the Gateroom go out and the ship convulses as the engines
begin to power up.  Everyone looks around nervously and, moments later, the ship
jumps back into F.T.L.)

Some time later, the lime sand has been converted into a fluid and is being
poured into the tank of one of the scrubbers.  Fitting the top back on, two of
the crew carry it back to the hole in the wall and fit it in.  The scrubber
slots back into position and activates and almost immediately CO2 starts to
bubble through it.  In the Control Room, Eli pushes a button that will
reactivate the air flow.  He looks at the schematic on the console as the
corridors, which were marked in a yellowish-red, begin to light up green.  He
beckons to Brody and Park.
WALLACE: Look.
(The others hurry over to him just as he starts to smile.  Air begins to hiss
throughout the ship and the crew take deep breaths and smile in relief.  Limping
along a corridor, Colonel Young stops and takes a deep lungful of air, his eyes
closed appreciatively.)

In one of the sleeping quarters, a badly sunburned Lieutenant Scott is lying on
a bed and watching the F.T.L. vortex flow past his window.  Chloe walks into the
room and takes a bottle over to his bedside.
ARMSTRONG: I brought you some water.
(Scott smiles.)
SCOTT: I still have some.
ARMSTRONG: You really need to drink it.
SCOTT: I'm fine.
(She sits on the side of the bed and looks at him.)
ARMSTRONG: Everyone appreciates what you did.
SCOTT: Did Rush say how long they'll last?
ARMSTRONG: He's not sure.
(Scott looks up at her.)
SCOTT: How are you?
(She shrugs and looks down, fighting tears.)
SCOTT: My parents died in a car crash when I was four years old.
ARMSTRONG (shocked): No!  I'm sorry.
SCOTT: And the priest who raised me – he pretty much drank himself to death when
I was sixteen.
ARMSTRONG: My God!
SCOTT: I'm sorry – I'm not trying to diminish what you're going through ...
ARMSTRONG: I know.
SCOTT: I think my point is: there's just some things you never get over.  That's
just the way it is.
(Chloe reaches out and takes his hand in both of hers.  He props himself up onto
his elbows and looks at her.)
SCOTT (softly): You go on through ... best as you can.
(She nods her understanding, and he settles back down again.  As they continue
to hold hands, the camera pulls out of the window and slowly pans along the
length of the ship.)
(Parked on one of the flat exterior surfaces of the ship, a small shuttle
activates its shields and takes off, heading away from Destiny and out into
space.)

Just for the benefit of those who take these transcripts to their own websites,
I have now had confirmation from Gateworld that the first episode ends after Sam
Carter's and Jack O'Neill's conversation, and not one scene later.

I've amended the two transcripts (and made a few spelling corrections!) and have
reposted them in the Files section.

Callie

Thanks Callie, great job! It was a pleasant surprise to see part 1 and 2.

Just a friendly reminder: Callie's transcript emails are going to be about 110
to 140kb long. Please remember to <snip> your reply so that they are not 122kb
or more long with the added transcript below.

Thanks

Barb

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> Callie,
> As always thank you!
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> From: calliejen <callie_atl@...>
> To: Stargate_SG-1_and_Atlantis_Transcripts@yahoogroups.com
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> Subject: [Stargate_SG-1_and_Atlantis_Transcripts] SGU 102 "Air" part 2
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> 102 AIR part 2
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> Transcript by Callie Sullivan
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> Continuing on immediately from the previous episode, Doctor Nicholas Rush
walks along the corridors of the Ancient ship, carrying Colonel Young's bag
which he removed from the Gateroom.  After a while he finds an area with a door
which will close and shuts himself inside.  He unzips the bag and takes out the
case.  Opening it, he finds a small square box which lights up when he switches
it on and, next to it, some small dark stones with markings on them.  He picks
up one of the stones.

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