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Prologue Edit

EXT—ATLANTIS, DAY

INT—ATLANTIS CORRIDOR

[Teyla and Doctor Hewston walk down a corridor. Both are dressed in workout clothes. The corridor is crowded with people out of uniform walking around.]

TEYLA
  I could never just say that to him.

HEWSTON
  Why not? You like him, don't you?

TEYLA
  That is not the point.

HEWSTON
  I think that's exactly the point, actually.

TEYLA
  The ways of my people are…different. I would never—

HEWSTON
  Uh, he's not going to make the first move.

TEYLA
  Uh, we shall see.

HEWSTON
  Look, you know him better than I do…

TEYLA
  (primly)
  I would hope so.

HEWSTON
  But…I wouldn't be surprised if he was oblivious to the whole situation.

TEYLA
  It bears no further discussion.

HEWSTON
  All right… I'm just saying, if you want me to have somebody drop some hints, I could—

TEYLA
  (interrupting)
  Can you remember the last time so many people had the day off?

HEWSTON
  Yeah, it's all Heightmeyer's doing. She insisted that the brass order some sort of "mandatory rest day". I guess downtime here doesn't really happen organically. Hey, and don't think I haven't realized you've changed the subject.

TEYLA
  My people have a day of rest every four nights.

HEWSTON
  (intrigued)
  Ooh, now, that is civilized.

TEYLA
  Yes.

HEWSTON
  Hey, want to grab a late lunch?

TEYLA
  I would like that.
  (stopping short)
  I forgot my bantos rods at the gym.

HEWSTON
  Oh.

TEYLA
  Can I meet you there?

HEWSTON
  Sure.

TEYLA
  Okay.

[They part ways. Teyla starts walking back. As she turns the corner, a fireball explosion rips through the corridor from behind, knocking Teyla to the floor.]

TEYLA
  Oh!

[The hallway is filled with smoke and flames. People scream in pain and fear as a klaxon blares overhead. One man runs down the hall; he is aflame. Teyla moans, gasping for air. A piece of shrapnel is imbedded in her abdomen. She falls unconscious.]

END TEASER

Episode Edit

OPENING CREDITS

EXT—ATLANTIS, DAY

THREE HOURS EARLIER

INT—WEIR'S OFFICE

[Branton walks into Weir's office. Weir works at her computer.]

BRANTON
  Hi.

WEIR
  (distracted)
  Hi.

BRANTON
  What are you, uh, what are you doing here?

WEIR
  (smiling)
  I work here.

BRANTON
  But it's our day off.

WEIR
  Well, shouldn't you be enjoying your leisure time, then?

BRANTON
  I got a little behind on my research this week. Just wanted to drop off some results for the next Earth transmission.

WEIR
  Right. Good.

[She goes back to typing.]

BRANTON
  I was thinking about grabbing some food. Care to join?

WEIR
  (uncomfortable)
  I can't, I've—

BRANTON
  You're not capable of having lunch?

WEIR
  (laughing, self-conscious)
  Yes, I'm capable.

BRANTON
  Are you planning on eating today?

WEIR
  Of course.

BRANTON
  Great. Eat with me.

WEIR
  Look, it's nothing personal, but I make it a point to not have relationships with people who work for me.

BRANTON
  I don't work for you.

WEIR
  I'm your boss. Hmm?

BRANTON
  Well, you're my boss's…boss, actually.

WEIR
  Still, however indirectly…

BRANTON
  Yeah, but with that thinking, everyone on this entire planet works for you. You’re not going to be friends with any of them?

WEIR
  Friends is one thing…

[Nervously, she goes back to typing.]

BRANTON
  Oh, you think…oh, wait a second. I-I see what's happening here. You think I'm asking you out on a date. No, no, no, no, th-this isn't a date. This is-this is lunch.
  (sitting)
  This is the—the mandatory refueling of our bodies. This is you know, putting food in your mouth and chewing it, and having something more engaging than a wall sitting across from you. That's all it is. I mean, come on. You've got to admit—I am much more appealing than a wall, no?

[Weir smiles with an arced eyebrow.]

BRANTON
  No, you don't have to…admit it, but it would be a massive blow to my ego if you thought otherwise.

WEIR
  You are more appealing…than a wall.

BRANTON
  Great. Now, what say we go grab some grub?

WEIR
  Oh, I still have an hour of work to do, and—

BRANTON
  (cutting her off)
  An hour, then. I'll see you in the mess hall.

[He leaves. Weir sighs in obvious uncertainty.]

INT—TEYLA'S QUARTERS

[The doorbell chimes. Teyla goes to answer it and finds Weir standing in her doorway.]

TEYLA
  Elizabeth, you're early! Just give me a moment.

WEIR
  Um, how set on lunch were you today?

TEYLA
  (rolling her eyes)
  Why?

WEIR
  Well, something's come up.

TEYLA
  (sighing, frustrated)
  Elizabeth, surely whatever work it is you feel you must get done can wait.

WEIR
  I was invited to lunch by Mike Branton.

TEYLA
  (with sly grin)
  Oh, really?

WEIR
  You and I, we had plans, and—

TEYLA
  (interrupting)
  My friend, Dr. Hewston, just radioed me. She wants me to teach her some bantos fighting this afternoon, so…do not worry. I will have something to occupy my time.

WEIR
  Okay…Are you sure?

TEYLA
  (firmly)
  Yes.

WEIR
  Okay. Hmph.

[Weir opens the door and looks back at Teyla with a nervous smile. Teyla giggles.]

INT—ATLANTIS CORRIDOR

[Weir encounters Beckett near the gate room and they walk towards the steps together. Weir has changed out of her uniform into a green low cut top and pants. Beckett wears a fishing vest over his long-sleeved t-shirt.]

BECKETT
  Hello. Oh! Don't you look lovely.

WEIR
  Thank you, Carson.

BECKETT
  It's the first time I've seen you out of your base uniform in quite some time now.

WEIR
  No, I don't-don’t know about that.

BECKETT
  Off somewhere special?

WEIR
  No, just getting some lunch.

BECKETT
  Ah… Rodney and I are going fishing on the mainland this afternoon.

WEIR
  I know, I cleared the use for the jumper.

BECKETT
  Care to join us? Who knows what kind of wonderful fish we'll find?

WEIR
  That's very kind, but some other time, maybe.

[He stops her with a hand on her arm.]

BECKETT
  (teasing)
  Oh! What, do you have a hot date?

WEIR
  (flustered)
  What? Who told you that?

BECKETT
  (grinning)
  No one. I was joking. I was right. Who is it?

[Weir glares at him.]

BECKETT
  None of my business. Have a lovely afternoon, Elizabeth.

WEIR
  Thank you.

[She starts jogging up the stairwell, leaving Beckett down below.]

BECKETT
  (teasing)
  You smell good, too!

WEIR
  (sing-song)
  Shut up!

[Beckett chuckles.]

INT—ATLANTIS MESS HALL

[Weir and Branton sit across from each other at a table.]

BRANTON
  Do you believe that?

WEIR
  Yes.

BRANTON
  Truly and in your heart, you believe that?

WEIR
  I do.

BRANTON
  (scoffing)
  Oh!

WEIR
  What?

BRANTON
  I just don't know that I can ever respect you again.

WEIR
  Come on.

BRANTON
  You think When Harry Met Sally is better than Annie Hall? You're a crazy person.

WEIR
  It is.

BRANTON
  Okay… When Harry Met Sally is essentially a remake, a cheap imitation, a bad cover-song version of Annie Hall. You realize that, right?

WEIR
  (shrugging, mouth full)
  I disagree.

BRANTON
  I know you do, but that's what makes you crazy.

WEIR
  Well, I guess this will never work out, then.

BRANTON
  This?

WEIR
  (nervous)
  Lunch?

BRANTON
  Ah. Now does that mean that—that you don't believe that men and women can be friends?

WEIR
  I never said that.

BRANTON
  Mm, you didn't have to say it. Any lady that likes When Harry Met Sally that much thinks men and women can't be friends.

WEIR
  Fine. Maybe I do.

[She smiles flirtatiously before taking a drink of water.]

BRANTON
  So where does that leave me?

WEIR
  I guess that leaves you at lunch.

[He stands and beckons with his head.]

BRANTON
  Come on.

WEIR
  Where?

BRANTON
  If lunch is all I get, I'm going to get as much bang for my buck as possible.

EXT—ATLANTIS, DAY

EXT—ATLANTIS ALCOVE, DAY

[Weir and Branton sit on a bench overlooking the water. Their water bottles are with them.]

WEIR
  It really is beautiful here, isn't it?

BRANTON
  Yeah. All done?

[Weir takes a last swig of her water bottle.]

WEIR
  All done.

BRANTON
  (sighing)
  I guess lunch is over.

WEIR
  I guess it is.

BRANTON
  I should have brought dessert. It would've lasted longer.

[He stares at her. She holds his gaze for a moment, then looks away.]

WEIR
  I should really get back anyway.

BRANTON
  Well, what are you doing tomorrow?

WEIR
  Mike—

BRANTON
  No, I like you, and I'm extremely charming. Heh. I'd like to see you spin those into negatives.

WEIR
  I just don't think—

BRANTON
  (interrupting)
  It's probably best you don't think.

WEIR
  Would you stop interrupting me? You have a tendency to do that.

BRANTON
  (laughing)
  I do not.

WEIR
  Yes, you do. I hate it when people interrupt me.

BRANTON
  Well, if I hadn't interrupted you, we would never have had lunch. Life needs a little interrupting every now and again.

WEIR
  All right, I don't completely disagree.

[Branton kisses Weir. She returns the kiss, then leans back.]

BRANTON
  (nervous)
  Was that…way out of line?

[She stares at him and stands.]

WEIR
  I can't do this.

BRANTON
  Just because we work together?

WEIR
  This would split my focus.

BRANTON
  Give it a chance, see if it—

WEIR
  (cutting him off)
  I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have done this in the first place. I thought maybe I—

TECHNICIAN
  (over intercom)
  Dr. Weir, please report to the control room immediately.

[She shrugs and leaves.]

INT—ATLANTIS CONTROL ROOM

[Weir enters. Everyone is moving frantically around, trying to restore order.]

WEIR
  What's going on?

CHUCK
  There's been an explosion at the base of the tower, near the gym. Early reports have at least three dead, and there's about a dozen or so that are severely injured.

WEIR
  An explosion? Was there some sort of equipment malfunction?

CHUCK
  No, we're still going over the data logs, but we're pretty sure it wasn't a malfunction.

WEIR
  So it could have been a bomb?

[Chuck nods.]

FIVE HOURS EARLIER

[Teyla walks down a corridor. Sheppard and Ronon spot her. Sheppard wears a black polo shirt and khaki slacks, and carries a golf club.]

INT—ATLANTIS CORRIDOR

SHEPPARD
  Oh, hey, there you are. Been looking all over for you.

TEYLA
  Oh?

SHEPPARD
  What, did you forget?

TEYLA
  Uh, no.

SHEPPARD
  (affronted)
  You forgot!

TEYLA
  You were going to teach Ronon and myself how to play golf.

SHEPPARD
  (smiling)
  That's the plan.

TEYLA
  I'm afraid I have made other plans.

SHEPPARD
  What other plans?

TEYLA
  Having lunch with Elizabeth.

SHEPPARD
  Well, you've still got time.

TEYLA
  (thinking quickly)
  Yes, true. However, I am afraid I have been…quite delinquent in filing my mission reports. I had hoped to get caught up before I met with Elizabeth.

[Sheppard and Ronon exchange skeptical looks.]

SHEPPARD
  Okay.

TEYLA
  If you would like, I could cancel…

SHEPPARD
  No. No, no, no. She could use a little time out of the office. Some other time.

TEYLA
  Some other time.

[Teyla slaps Ronon on the arm as she passes. Ronon watches her leave enviously.]

RONON
  You know, uh, John, I got mission reports, too…

SHEPPARD
  Nice try. It's going to be fun.

RONON
  (dubious)
  Fun? Uh-huh.

[He follows Sheppard slowly out of the area.]

EXT—ATLANTIS, DAY

[A golf ball lands in the water near the base.]

EXT—ATLANTIS DRIVING RANGE, DAY

[Sheppard has set up a driving range off one of the piers of Atlantis. He and Watson each are using the tees. Ronon stands at the back of the room, leaning on Sheppard's golf bag.]

WATSON
  Nice shot.

SHEPPARD
  Thank you…Jim. It was pretty nice, though, huh?

[Watson drives a ball.]

RONON
  (bored)
  So that's the sport? You just hit a little ball as far as you can?

SHEPPARD
  First, it's a game, and, no, it's a little more complicated than that. See, there are eighteen holes, all made up of varying lengths and dimensions. First goal is to hit the ball through a series of water and sand hazards until you land on the green, then you putt the ball into the hole.

[Ronon flexes a club and steps up to where Watson was standing. Sheppard has driven another ball while he's been talking.]

RONON
  (indicating the ocean)
  So, this is a water hazard?

SHEPPARD
  Well, uh, we don't have a course yet. All we have for now is driving range, where you—

RONON
  Just hit a little ball?

SHEPPARD
  (reluctantly)
  Pretty much, yeah.

RONON
  What's so hard about that?

[Sheppard hits another ball into the water.]

SHEPPARD
  Well… I make it look easy, but I've been playing since I was six.

RONON
  (unimpressed)
  Uh-huh.

SHEPPARD
  So, although it seems simple, developing a sweet swing like mine takes years—

[Ronon swings his club one-handed. The ball flies out an immense distance.]

WATSON
  Whoa.

RONON
  (grinning)
  Like that?

SHEPPARD
  (dismissive)
  That was okay.

WATSON
  Okay?! You can't even see where it landed.

SHEPPARD
  Well…it's not a distance game, it's an accuracy one.

RONON
  Well, pick a spot, I'll hit it there.

SHEPPARD
  First off, your grip. It's all wrong.

[Beckett enters.]

BECKETT
  Ah, yes, of course. There you are.

WATSON
  Hey, Doc, I wanted to come see you. I've been having this weird pain—

[He starts to indicate a spot on his abdomen, but Beckett shakes his head and puts up his hand.]

BECKETT
  (interrupting)
  Hold on, sorry. Let me stop you right there. It's the first day I've had off in over a month. Doctor Cole is in the infirmary and would be more than glad to help you out.

WATSON
  Okay. Fair enough.

BECKETT
  Right.

[Watson leaves.]

SHEPPARD
  What's up, Carson?

BECKETT
  Fishing.

RONON
  What?

BECKETT
  (enthusiastic)
  Rodney and I are heading to the mainland to catch a fish that seems to be just like a trout. Care to join us? Sport of kings.

SHEPPARD
  I thought horse racing was the "sport of kings."

BECKETT
  (scornfully)
  For the boring kings, maybe.

SHEPPARD
  Carson, you're Scottish. This is your game. Wouldn't you rather be on the driving range?

BECKETT
  Ach, it was never my thing. Come on, last chance.

[Sheppard and Ronon exchange unenthusiastic looks.]

SHEPPARD
  I think we're going to pass.

BECKETT
  All right. But don't be jealous when I return with a record-breaking space trout. Thank you.

[He spreads his arms wide to indicate a large fish while grinning excitedly.]

SHEPPARD
  We'll try to contain ourselves.

BECKETT
  Oh, aye. Ha.

[Beckett leaves. Ronon off-handedly strikes another ball one handed into the distance, and drops the club.]

RONON
  Time for a real sport. Come on.

[He leaves. Sheppard tries to copy Ronon's movement. His drive barely gets the ball off the tee, letting it plop unceremoniously in the water close to the dock. Annoyed, he follows.]

INT—ATLANTIS WORKOUT ROOM

[Sheppard has changed into a t-shirt and workout pants. Ronon hands him a stick and blue cloth. He has his own blue cloth and places his own blue cloth to hang out the waistband of the back of his pants.]

SHEPPARD
  Grab the other guy's flag, huh? That's it?

RONON
  That's it.

[Sheppard tucks his flag into the back of his pants.]

SHEPPARD
  No penalties and stuff?

RONON
  What?

SHEPPARD
  Well, if the other guy pulls your hair or tries to bite you?

RONON
  Bite back.

SHEPPARD
  Right.

RONON
  You ready?

SHEPPARD
  Ready as I'll ever be.

[They duel with the sticks, Ronon easily spinning Sheppard and nicking his flag as they pass.]

RONON
  That's one for me.

[Sheppard sighs in frustration and snatches his flag back from Ronon's hand.]

SHEPPARD
  Two out of three.

[They get back into position.]

RONON
  Round two. One-handed.

[He places his left hand behind his back.]

SHEPPARD
  What?

RONON
  After every round, the level of difficulty is increased. It's to simulate battle. After every encounter, there's the possibility of injury. Round two— one-handed.

SHEPPARD
  Why don't you let me get better at round one before we move on to the harder part?

[Ronon looks at him unmoving, with a predatory smile.]

SHEPPARD
  Okay, round two.

[They battle again, this time with their left hands behind their backs. Sheppard holds his own until Ronon knees him in the gut, making Sheppard double over in pain and groan. Ronon grabs his flag as he collapses.]

RONON
  Uh, that's two for me.

SHEPPARD
  (breathlessly)
  Three out of five.

RONON
  You know, I could do this all day. Haven't even broken a sweat yet.

SHEPPARD
  (still hoarse)
  Yeah, yeah, yeah.

RONON
  Round three.

[Ronon places his right foot behind his left knee and balances with his left arm behind his back.]

SHEPPARD
  Oh, come on. Oh, you are making this stuff up. This is not a traditional Satedan sport. This is an excuse to make me look dumb and kick my ass.

RONON
  (shrugging)
  If you want to quit…

[Sheppard sighs, puts his hand behind his back and awkwardly balances on one leg. They duel again. Sheppard actually gets a couple blows in with his shoulder, but Ronon counters. Sheppard collapses flat onto his back, although this time, Ronon did not take his flag.]

RONON
  Ah, sorry.

SHEPPARD
  (wheezing)
  This game sucks.

RONON
  Well, you need to focus.

SHEPPARD
  I don't know if that's going to be possible again. Here, help me get up. I got an idea.

[Ronon pulls him up. Sheppard groans. When upright, he smacks Ronon in the shoulder with a stick.]

RONON
  Ow!

SHEPPARD
  Yeah, it hurts, doesn't it?

INT—SHEPPARD'S QUARTERS

[Ronon grunts as he smashes an empty beer can into his forehead, end on.]

RONON
  Like that?

SHEPPARD
  Yeah, you got to hit it…boopm, straight on, hard as you can.

RONON
  Okay.

[Ronon sits on a chair. Sheppard lounges on a chaise. They're both snacking on popcorn and drinking beer. Sheppard's laptop plays a mellow tune.]

SHEPPARD
  You know, this is what I'm talking about. This is how you spend a day off. Kick back, eat some junk food, listen to some tunes.

RONON
  You like this music?

SHEPPARD
  What, you don't?

[Sheppard holds a ice-gel pack to his cheekbone for a moment.]

RONON
  It's fine.

[Sheppard browses through a surfing magazine.]

SHEPPARD
  I'm going to stick to golf. Your game's a little too much like my day job. So, how long have you been here now? A year?

RONON
  Year and a half.

SHEPPARD
  Year and a half? You ever hang out with anyone else besides me and Teyla? I'm not saying we're sick of you or anything. I'm… I don't know. Are you dating anyone?

RONON
  You mean like a woman?

SHEPPARD
  Or a man?

RONON
  No. I'm not ready yet.

SHEPPARD
  Not ready yet? Did you leave somebody behind on Sateda?

[Ronon nods.]

SHEPPARD
  Wife?

RONON
  Close enough.

SHEPPARD
  Sorry.

RONON
  What about you?

SHEPPARD
  (chuckling wryly)
  Yeah? What about me?

RONON
  When are you getting married?

SHEPPARD
  I've already done that. Not very good at it. Besides… there really isn't anyone here that…eh, you know.

RONON
  See, I always thought you and Teyla would, um… you know.

SHEPPARD
  (smirking)
  Really?

RONON
  (smiling)
  Yeah. Why not?

SHEPPARD
  (noncommitally)
  Mmm…

[The room shakes as a distant explosion is heard. Klaxons begin to wail. Sheppard and Ronon leap to their feet, alert, and head for the door.]

INT—ATLANTIS CORRIDOR

[Beckett directs medics to carry out Wilson, who's strapped to a gurney, badly injured. The corridor is dark and still with smoke.]

BECKETT
  Bright lights. Go. Go, move it.

MAN
  All right, let's get these two to the O.R. right away.

[Ronon and Sheppard rush in.]

RONON
  What happened here?

BECKETT
  Some sort of explosion. At least three dead, maybe a dozen or so severely injured.

MEYERS
  Doc!

[The three hurry over. They see medics carrying out Teyla, who is unconscious, on oxygen, and bleeding from her wound.]

BECKETT
  Oh, lord. Teyla.

SHEPPARD
  Is she going to be okay, Doc?

BECKETT
  She's lost a great deal of blood. I need you to get her to the infirmary STAT.

SHEPPARD
  (worried)
  Is she going to be all right?!

[Beckett glances at Sheppard, but doesn't respond to him.]

BECKETT
  (to medics)
  Let's go! Let's move!

SHEPPARD
  What the hell happened here, Radek?

ZELENKA
  There was an explosion.

SHEPPARD
  I get that, but why?

ZELENKA
  Well, I'm not sure yet. I wasn't allowed on the scene until the emergency crews cleared the floor. What took you so long?

[Ronon grabs an extinguisher and puts out a latent fire nearby.]

SHEPPARD
  Transporters are down. There's a lot of stairs.

ZELENKA
  Oh, yeah. McKay is in his lab. He thinks he might have a lead.

SHEPPARD
  What kind of lead?

ZELENKA
  He didn't say. The good news is, though, the structure is intact, so there's no danger of the tower falling down. There is, however, something very odd.

RONON
  What?

ZELENKA
  Well, the few eyewitness reports that we have say Dr. Hewston just…blew up.

SHEPPARD
  What the hell does that mean?

RONON
  It's not even possible.

ZELENKA
  Yeah, normally I would agree with you, but from what we can tell, she was standing right in the middle of the hall here, and just exploded.

SHEPPARD
  So, what? A suicide bomb?

ZELENKA
  Well, see, no, that's what I thought too, originally, but I've scanned the area with my equipment, and there isn't even the slightest trace of explosive residue. We have no idea what we're dealing with here.

EXT—ATLANTIS, NIGHT

FOURTEEN HOURS EARLIER

INT—ATLANTIS INFIRMARY

[Watson and Hewston stand while McKay, in his bathrobe, paces in front of them. Beckett is nearby, checking things on his computer.]

MCKAY
  You know. I think I am a pretty easy guy to work for. I am usually too busy doing all the really important stuff to micro-manage all the little things I need you people to be doing. Now, because of that, you have a fair amount of freedom. That does not, however, mean you can do whatever the hell you please. There are rules, there are protocols in place, not only to protect this city, but your sorry little existences.

HEWSTON
  Look, If-if I could just—

MCKAY
  Oh, no, you cannot. You cannot interrupt me, okay? I was having a perfectly wonderful dream before I got this call, so you can just stand there and listen. You were sent on a routine cataloging of one of the abandoned Ancient labs, and you activate some alien device without having the first clue what it was?

WATSON
  We thought it was a—

MCKAY
  (interrupting)
  Yes! Well, you thought wrong.

HEWSTON
  Yeah, but just the other week you did the exact same thing, so I don’t—

MCKAY
  But I am me. If I make a mistake, I can fix it. You are you, and when you make mistakes, you don't have to fix them. I do.

HEWSTON
  (defensively)
  The second we realized it was emitting radiation, we turned it off.

MCKAY
  So what? What, you want a medal? Look, my four-year-old niece could figure out to turn something off if it was emitting radiation. That does not make you smart; that just makes you a little less stupid.

BECKETT
  (sighing)
  Rodney, be nice.

MCKAY
  So? Are they going to live? More importantly, can I go back to bed?

BECKETT
  Well, according to their body scan and blood tests, they'll be all right, yes. Although you should check back in the next twenty-four hours. We'll run some more tests, just to be certain.

MCKAY
  Well, you were lucky, because we are in a place where something as simple as flipping a switch could domino out into thousands of people dying. You need to be more careful.
  (toning down his ire)
  Okay, just…take tomorrow off, all right?

HEWSTON
  We already have tomorrow off. It's the mandatory rest day.

MCKAY
  (worried)
  It is? Already?

[Beckett clears his throat. McKay looks back to see him smiling and miming fishing, while pointing between them.]

MCKAY
  (muttering)
  Oh, great.

EXT—ATLANTIS, DAY

INT—ATLANTIS BOTANY LAB

[McKay checks his breath and grooming before opening the door and walking into the lab.]

MCKAY
  Katie? Hello? Katie?

[He finds Katie near some plants.]

KATIE
  Rodney!

MCKAY
  There you are.

KATIE
  What are you doing here?

MCKAY
  Hey, it's your day off. What are you doing here?

KATIE
  Well, I'm nursing these little baby ferns we found on M4L-279. At this nascent stage, they're very fragile, and if I leave them for too long, they'll… they'll die.

MCKAY
  (blithely)
  Ah…so what? They're ferns.

[Katie stares at him, scandalized.]

MCKAY
  Oh…which is to say, you know, you need time off, just-just like everyone else does.

KATIE
  I-I know, it's just that they produce this special enzyme that we think might cure leukemia.

MCKAY
  (impressed)
  What? These guys? Really?

KATIE
  (speaking over him)
  Yeah. So, what are you doing with your day off? I thought you had plans.

MCKAY
  Oh, I do, with Beckett. That's, um, that's kind of why I'm here.

KATIE
  Oh?

MCKAY
  Yeah, I need, um, an excuse to break those plans.

KATIE
  Um, why's that?

MCKAY
  Well, because we're going fishing. Yeah, and to be honest, I cannot think of a more torturous way of spending a day than, you know, up to my…hips in water trying to get worms on hooks and, uh, having all the time in the world to listen to Carson's many views on what I'm sure are a vast number of impossibly boring subjects. I mean, it is unappealing in…every way.

KATIE
  (amused)
  Then why did you say yes in the first place?

MCKAY
  Well, because he said "You want to go fishing next month?" It sounded so far away, I figured something would come up, I'd be able to get out of it, but, uh, here we are, a month later, and, uh…

KATIE
  Nothing's come up.

MCKAY
  Exactly. So I figured if I told him we finally had an afternoon where I could, uh, take you out to lunch or…something, then he'd have no choice but to let me out of it.

KATIE
  I can't. I need to baby-sit the ferns.

MCKAY
  Right. Well…if I had a nickel for every time a girl used that line…

[Katie giggles.]

MCKAY
  (inspired)
  You know what? Let me bring lunch to you. We can eat here.

KATIE
  Rodney, you want to baby-sit ferns with me?

MCKAY
  Hey, in the battle between ferns versus fish, ferns continuously win a decisive victory.

KATIE
  That would be lovely.

MCKAY
  Great. Okay. I’ll, um…be right back.

KATIE
  Okay.

MCKAY
  Hmm.

[Katie smiles to herself as McKay leaves.]

INT—ATLANTIS MESS HALL

[McKay carries two trays with sandwiches and other items. He spots Weir lunching with Branton and considers this new development. As he grabs some water bottles, Beckett enters.]

BECKETT
  Oh, would you look at that? Great minds think alike. I thought I'd pick us up some snacks as well.

MCKAY
  Yes. Um. About that.

BECKETT
  (threateningly)
  Rodney.

MCKAY
  Look…here's the thing. You know I would love to go with you.

BECKETT
  No…I don't.

MCKAY
  I would. I do. I just, um—I ran into Katie Brown, and, uh, she started to lay the guilt on, you know, how I never get to see her and how the one day I get off, I'm jet-setting off to the coast to, uh, sport-fish with my best buddy. I mean, she and I see so little of each other, I'm not sure we even count as a couple. Anyways, look. Um, long story short…

BECKETT
  (rolling his eyes)
  Too late.

MCKAY
  I told Katie I would spend the day with her.

BECKETT
  Oh…All right.

MCKAY
  Hey, you know if it was anybody else…

BECKETT
  No, no. I understand.

MCKAY
  Yeah, next week. I'm-I'm one hundred percent there.

BECKETT
  (studying him)
  You promise?

MCKAY
  Absolutely.

BECKETT
  Okay.

MCKAY
  And it's still early, so I'm sure you'll find someone else to go with you.

[He grabs an orange, sandwich, and a water bottle.]

BECKETT
  Oh, you can bet on that. Well, tell Katie I said hello.

MCKAY
  Mm. Will do.

BECKETT
  Enjoy. I will.

[He nods and jogs away.]

MCKAY
  (to himself)
  Yes!

[McKay glances back and observes the close body language of Weir and Branton.]

MCKAY
  Hmm!

INT—ATLANTIS BOTANY LAB

[Katie and McKay sit on stools by a table.]

KATIE
  This is lovely.

MCKAY
  It is, yes.

KATIE
  I got to say, after all the Cadman craziness last year, I-I figured there was no chance for us.

MCKAY
  (nervously)
  Oh? Huh. Why's that?

KATIE
  Well, you had another consciousness in your body, one that took over during our first date, and made you kiss me… I mean, it was…awkward. And so you ignored me for a few months.

MCKAY
  I did not.

KATIE
  Yeah. Yes, you did. I mean, it-it's okay, I guess. I can't imagine going through something like that, and I'm pretty sure I wouldn't want to be reminded of it either.

MCKAY
  Yes, well…it was a-a little weird there for a bit.

KATIE
  But for the last little while, you've really made an effort to make time for me. And it has been lovely.

[McKay appears touched.]

MCKAY
  It's funny, you know. As much as I hate to admit it, seeing my little sister so happy with her…family, I-I just, uh…well, it kind of made me realize that, uh…well…I'd like to get married.

KATIE
  You would?

MCKAY
  Oh, no, not to you.

KATIE
  Oh.

MCKAY
  Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no. Not not to you.

KATIE
  (speaking over him)
  No, I—I think…

MCKAY
  (speaking over her)
  Look, I was just— I mean—no, no, no, that was not a proposal. I was just-I was just talking.

KATIE
  Right.

MCKAY
  You know what I mean? I just don't want you to get the wrong— It's not that I wouldn't be interested in-in-in getting married to someone- I mean, someone like you… I mean, someone just like you…you, even, maybe, one day. I just, uh—

KATIE
  I know, I know. It's okay.

MCKAY
  I like you a lot. I mean, I do.

KATIE
  I-I know you do, and I like you a lot too.

MCKAY
  I know. And to be honest, I-I-I find that just… baffling.

KATIE
  Oh come on, now.

MCKAY
  No, no, no, it's other people too. They find it baffling, too.

KATIE
  I guess they just don't know you like I know you.

MCKAY
  Yeah, but you see, that's what scares me. I mean, at some point, you're going to know me the way they know me—

KATIE
  (speaking over him)
  Rodney, I think I know you pretty well. There's not a lot of sub-text with you.

[McKay stands and approaches her.]

MCKAY
  I am really sorry that I ignored you all that time.

KATIE
  I bet you are.

[They bend closer; the explosion rocks the room and klaxons blare.]

KATIE
  What was that?

MCKAY
  I don't know. Look, I got to go.

[He races away.]

INT—ATLANTIS CORRIDOR

SHEPPARD
  So, what? A suicide bomb?

ZELENKA
  See, no, I thought so too, originally, but I-I've scanned the area with my equipment now, and there isn't even the slightest trace of explosive residue. I have no idea what we're dealing with here.

MCKAY
  (over radio)
  Zelenka, do you read?

ZELENKA
  (into radio)
  Yes, McKay, I'm here with Sheppard and Ronon. What have you got?

MCKAY
  (over radio)
  You're all going to want to see this.

[They leave.]

INT—MCKAY'S LAB

[Ronon, Sheppard, and Zelenka join McKay in his lab.]

MCKAY
  All right. I'm digesting this as I go, so, uh, forgive the rough edges.

SHEPPARD
  What do you got?

[McKay stands in front of large monitor with images that illustrate what he is talking about.]

MCKAY
  Now, last night, Dr. Hewston and her partner, Dr. Watson, were cataloging a new Ancient lab we uncovered. They…inadvertently activated this machine… Now, it started to emit a very odd type of radiation, but they were able to turn it off right away. Now, Doctor Beckett examined them that night and gave them a clean bill of health, so with no immediate "apparent" danger, we, um, decided to figure out what the device was, uh, well, whenever we had time. That was a mistake.

SHEPPARD
  What is it?

MCKAY
  Well, the science of it is, uh, well, it’s spectacularly complicated, but, um, it appears to be a weapon—one created by the Ancients to battle the Wraith, and one that was abandoned fairly early on as it affected everyone in proximity, including Ancients and humans.

ZELENKA
  Affected them how?

MCKAY
  Ah, well, long story short: it creates…explosive tumors.

RONON
  Explosive tumors?

ZELENKA
  What?

RONON
  Are you kidding me?

[McKay punches up more displays, showing a human body.]

MCKAY
  Yeah, I wish. It's actually quite ingenious. Look, the device emits millions of irradiated particles that have been genetically programmed to enter into our systems and gather behind the lungs. Now, as they go, they collect trace elements from our body that they need to, um, complete an explosive compound, which, once in place, the tumor reaches critical mass…and explodes.

SHEPPARD
  So, wait. This guy, Watson—

MCKAY
  (interrupting)
  Has almost definitely been exposed, yes, look, we need to find him before the tumor ignites, which could be any minute now.

INT—INFIRMARY SURGICAL WARD

[Beckett, Marie and others prepare a patient for surgery.]

BECKETT
  Well, it's not good, but it's not awful. We need to start right away… What's his name?

MARIE
  Um… James. James Watson.

[The unconscious Watson lies on the bed, about to undergo surgery.]

TWO HOURS EARLIER

INT—ATLANTIS MESS HALL

[Weir and Branton eat lunch at a table as McKay makes his excuses to a disappointed Beckett.]

MCKAY
  Next week, I am there.

BECKETT
  You promise?

MCKAY
  Absolutely.

BECKETT
  Okay.

MCKAY
  And besides it's still early. I'm sure you'll find someone else to go with you.

BECKETT
  Oh, you can bet on that. Well, tell Katie I said hello.

MCKAY
  Yeah. Will do.

BECKETT
  Enjoy. I will.

EXT—ATLANTIS CORRIDOR, DAY

[Beckett passes tables of chess players to reach one where Zelenka is playing another man.]

OPPONENT
  Son of a bitch! Stop that.

ZELENKA
  Stop what? Winning?

OPPONENT
  (muttering)
  You haven't won yet.

[Zelenka notices Beckett and stands up to greet him.]

ZELENKA
  Carson! You've come to join the chess club?

BECKETT
  Uh, not quite.

ZELENKA
  You've come to watch?

BECKETT
  Well, uh, no, actually, Radek, I'm looking for someone to come fishing with me. Rodney bailed at the last minute.

ZELENKA
  Surprise, surprise.

BECKETT
  I know. Any interest?

ZELENKA
  I would, but we're playing for trades today, you know? Heh. No one can really beat me, so I've already won a desk fan, Doctor Mallozzi's anime DVD collection, and I got a coupon for a free Swedish massage from Doctor Ambrose.

MCKAY
  Ouch.

ZELENKA
  Perhaps we can go fishing next week?

BECKETT
  Okay, all right, well, best of luck to you.

[Beckett heads away.]

ZELENKA
  Oh, I don't need luck. Checkmate.

[He moves his final piece.]

OPPONENT
  Son of a bitch!

EXT—ATLANTIS OUTER PIER, DAY

[Lorne paints the towers of Atlantis on a canvas. Beckett arrives.]

BECKETT
  You paint?

LORNE
  Hey, Doc. Yeah. I paint.

BECKETT
  And you're good, too.

LORNE
  Well, my mom was an art teacher. It's what we did on weekends. I stopped for a while. Didn't really have time for it during basic training and the first couple of years on duty, but I've been picking it up again. Hard not to, with views like that, huh?

BECKETT
  Aye. I don't suppose there's any chance you'd like to come fishing with me on the mainland, is there?

LORNE
  If you'd got to me earlier, maybe, but, um, you know, I kind of want to finish this up.

BECKETT
  Ach, it looks done to me.

LORNE
  That…is why I am the painter and you are the doctor.

BECKETT
  Very good point. Enjoy the rest of your day, Major.

LORNE
  Oh, you can count on it.

INT—ATLANTIS CREW QUARTERS

[Beckett appears looking for someone. He spots Biro sitting on her bed, looking at a book. She sees him come to the door way.]

DOCTOR BIRO
  Oh, hey there, sir.

BECKETT
  Hello. I was just—

DOCTOR BIRO
  (over enthusiastic)
  You know what's crazy? I was just thinking about you. Does that ever happen to you? You know, you're thinking about something, and then boom…there it is? It's not that I'm psychic or anything, but, who knows?

BECKETT
  (awkwardly)
  Well, actually—

DOCTOR BIRO
  (interrupting)
  You know what? I am sorry. You were going to say something, and I interrupted you.

BECKETT
  (firmly)
  Enjoy your day off, Doctor Biro.

DOCTOR BIRO
  Absolutely.

BECKETT
  Bye-bye.

[He turns and leaves, looking relieved to escape.]

INT—ATLANTIS INFIRMARY

[Beckett enters. Cole sits at a station.]

BECKETT
  Slow day?

COLE
  (surprised)
  Carson. What the hell are you doing here? It's supposed to be your day off.

BECKETT
  Well, my fishing trip is officially a bust, so I figured I'd come in here and actually catch up on some paperwork for the first time in over a year.

COLE
  Well, that's a shame.

BECKETT
  Aye, it is.

[Cole turns back, wincing and groaning as she leans over her computer.]

BECKETT
  You all right?

COLE
  No, a migraine. It's a bad one, actually. I-I took some stuff, but, you know, I can't take any more, being the on-call, and everything.

BECKETT
  You should have radioed me.

COLE
  You kidding? There was no way in hell I was going to let you miss that fishing trip. It's all you've been talking about for two weeks.

BECKETT
  Well, I'm not going now, so off you go. I'll cover your shift.

COLE
  You sure?

BECKETT
  Aye, there's nothing happening here anyway. You go take a horse pill and rest.

COLE
  (sighing in relief)
  Oh, you're a lifesaver.

BECKETT
  I know.

COLE
  Thanks, Carson. Thanks.

[She hugs Beckett.]

BECKETT
  You're welcome.

LATER

[Beckett wraps an ACE bandage around the ankle of an attractive female marine.]

BECKETT
  If you're going to play volleyball, you're going to need proper gym shoes.

MARINE
  I know. I've put an order in for a pair, but it takes forever to get things from Earth that aren't vital to the success of the missions.

BECKETT
  Well, you, young lady, are vital to the success of the missions, so don't play sports in sandals, okay?

MARINE
  Okay, Doc.

BECKETT
  All right, we're all done here. We'll fix you up some crutches and, uh—

[The room shakes from the explosion, and klaxons blare. Beckett instantly springs into action, turning to a nearby medic.]

BECKETT
  Meyers, call in every available nurse and doctor immediately. You and you, grab two field kits and a couple of stretchers and follow me.

[He grabs a field medical kit and starts to leave.]

BECKETT
  (into radio)
  This is Beckett. What happened and where do you need me?

INT—ATLANTIS CORRIDOR

[Beckett holds a flashlight while supervising the removal of injured as Ronon and Sheppard arrive.]

RONON
  What happened here?

BECKETT
  Some sort of explosion. At least three dead maybe a dozen or so severely injured.

MEYERS
  Doc!

[Beckett walks with Teyla's stretcher as they lead her to the infirmary. She regains consciousness sluggishly.]

BECKETT
  Teyla…

TEYLA
  Carson…

[She reaches for his hand, and he grabs it.]

BECKETT
  I'm here. You've been in an explosion, Teyla, and a piece of debris has impacted your side. We're heading to the infirmary to take it out and patch you up. Easy-peasy. I can do this one in my sleep.

[Teyla passes out again.]

INT—ATLANTIS INFIRMARY SURGICAL WARD

[Beckett finishes Teyla's surgery.]

BECKETT
  All right, all set? Thank you.

MARIE
  I can't believe you got the artery cleaned up.

BECKETT
  (self-deprecatingly)
  Well, they typically don't make you head surgeon if you're all thumbs.

MARIE
  You have another patient waiting for you. He got his leg cut up pretty bad in the blast.

BECKETT
  All right, we're all done here. Let's get her down to recovery level and get him in here.

MARIE
  Okay.

INT—MCKAY'S LAB

[McKay briefs Zelenka, Sheppard, and Ronon.]

MCKAY
  Long story short…it creates explosive tumors.

RONON
  Explosive tumors? Are you kidding me?

MCKAY
  I-I wish I was.

SHEPPARD
  So, wait, this guy Watson—

MCKAY
  Has almost definitely been exposed, yes. Look, we need to find him before that tumor ignites, which could be any minute now.

INT—ATLANTIS INFIRMARY SURGICAL WARD

[Beckett examines Watson's leg injury.]

BECKETT
  Well, it's not good but it's not awful. We need to start right away. What's his name?

[Marie checks her chart.]

MARIE
  Uh, James… James Watson.

BECKETT
  (surprised)
  Watson? Poor lad was in here last night. Looks like he's had a run of bad luck.

MCKAY
  (over intercom)
  Dr. Watson, Dr. James Watson, report your whereabouts immediately.

BECKETT
  Well, aren't you popular?
  (To Marie)
  Go see what that's about, please.

INT—MCKAY'S LAB

MCKAY
  (into radio)
  He's in the O.R. right now? I need you to get Beckett back on his radio.

INT—ATLANTIS INFIRMARY SURGICAL WARD

[Marie tabes Beckett's headset around his surgical hat and plastic mask.]

MARIE
  It's Dr. McKay.

[She activates the headset as Beckett starts his surgery.]

BECKETT
  (into radio, impatient)
  What is it, Rodney? I'm a little busy right now.

[The ensuing conversation switches between McKay's lab and the infirmary.]

MCKAY
  (into radio, panicked)
  Carson! The man you are working on right now has been infected with an explosive tumor. We think it's what killed Hewston and caused the explosion.

BECKETT
  What are you talking about? That's not—

MCKAY
  It is possible, Carson. Look, you need to get you and your team out of there. Sheppard has an ordnance disposal crew on the way.

BECKETT
  Well, he's too fragile to move right now.

MCKAY
  He doesn't have to move. You do.

[Beckett takes a deep breath, processing this.]

BECKETT
  (to surgical staff)
  All right, listen up. I need everyone to clear the floor right now. I'm enacting a Protocol Seven for this entire level. Move it, people!
  (to Marie, pointing to Watson)
  Right, he stays, you go.

MARIE
  Wh-what about you?

BECKETT
  I'm staying put.

MARIE
  Well, then, so am I.

BECKETT
  Look, I don't have time to fight about this right now.

MARIE
  Then don't. You can't do this on your own.

[Beckett goes to a computer and enacts a Protocol Seven Lockdown. Klaxons begin to blare. He turns to Marie and clasps her by the shoulders.]

BECKETT
  Thank you. All right, let's get the scanner in place. We have a tumor to remove.

INT—MCKAY'S LAB

[Sheppard studies a schematic of Atlantis that shows a red light on one level of the main tower.]

SHEPPARD
  He's used his authorization code to seal off the whole level. We can't get to him.

[The ensuing conversation switches between McKay's lab and the infirmary.]

MCKAY
  (into radio)
  Carson, you cannot seriously be considering operating on this guy.

BECKETT
  Exactly how much time do we think I have?

MCKAY
  There is no way to know for sure. Look, Hewston was infected at the same time that Watson was, and her tumor's already exploded.

BECKETT
  (sighing)
  No time to waste, then. Making first incision.

MCKAY
  Okay, look, this is all very brave and all, but—

SHEPPARD
  (interrupting)
  What if the explosion causes structural damage? What if the tower comes down with everyone in it?

MCKAY
  Exactly!

BECKETT
  Sending him to the other side of the city and just leaving him there is tantamount to murder, Colonel.

MCKAY
  The man is already dead!

BECKETT
  Like hell he is.

SHEPPARD
  Carson, I can't order you to stand down, but—

BECKETT
  (interrupting)
  That's right, you can't. Have your men standing by. I'll open access to the floor once I've extracted the tumor. Beckett out.

EXT—ATLANTIS, DAY

INT—WEIR'S OFFICE

[Sheppard and McKay brief Weir.]

WEIR
  How long has he been at it?

SHEPPARD
  About ten minutes. I got emergency crews standing by. Either way, we're covered.

WEIR
  Can't you bypass his access code?

MCKAY
  Yeah, but that'll take half an hour. Look, if he's not done removing it by then, then—

WEIR
  (frustrated)
  This is crazy!

INT—ATLANTIS INFIRMARY SURGICAL WARD

[Beckett removes the tumor with forceps and carefully places it in an organ transplant cooler.]

BECKETT
  (into radio)
  Colonel Sheppard…I've extracted the tumor, and I'm opening up the O.R. level.

[He starts typing on his computer.]

INT—ATLANTIS CORRIDOR

[A bomb expert waits with a sealed unit outside the sealed doors to the level. Once they have opened, he starts to wheel the container down the corridor as fast as he can.]

INT—ATLANTIS INFIRMARY

[Beckett stares at the cooler.]

SHEPPARD
  (over radio)
  He's on his way. Sit tight.

[Beckett tears off his surgical scrubs.]

BECKETT
  Damn it. Tell him I'll meet him half way.

SHEPPARD
  (over radio)
  Just stay put, Doc.

[He carefully picks up the cooler.]

BECKETT
  The sooner I get this thing out my sight, the better.
  (to Marie)
  If you'll finish in closing him up, please, I'll be right back.

[Marie nods, and watches worriedly as he leaves.]

INT—ATLANTIS CORRIDOR

[Beckett delicately moves down the corridor.]

BECKETT
  Easy… Easy…

[The bomb expert arrives. He signals Beckett to stay put as he stops wheeling the containment chamber. He takes the cooler from Beckett's hands and nods.]

BECKETT
  Thank you.

[Beckett turns and walks swiftly back to the infirmary.]

BECKETT
  (into radio)
  We just made the hand-off.

[The explosion happens before the bomb expert can open the containment chamber. The ensuing fireball engulfs Beckett.]

FADE TO WHITE

INT—BECKETT'S QUARTERS

[McKay is dressed in shirt and tie as he sadly packs Beckett's personal belongings. He pauses and stares at a framed picture of himself with Beckett offworld. The door opens, and Ronon enters. McKay lowers the picture.]

RONON
  Hey.

MCKAY
  (swallowing)
  Hey.

RONON
  You okay?

MCKAY
  Hmm…uh…not really.

RONON
  You need some help?

MCKAY
  (somberly)
  No. No, I'm almost done. He didn't have a lot of stuff here.

RONON
  You sending it all back home to his family?

MCKAY
  Yeah. Well, I mean, we-we will. They don't know yet. We're going to send, uh… the body back to Earth, and, uh…I'm going to tell his mother… I should have just gone fishing with him.

RONON
  Don't.

MCKAY
  No, if I'd gone fishing, if I had checked the machine, if I hadn't assigned two junior guys to catalog the lab—

RONON
  (interrupting)
  Rodney, what's done is done.

MCKAY
  (voice breaking)
  I know…and, uh…that's what's killing me.

[McKay starts to pack again. Ronon leaves him.]

INT—ATLANTIS INFIRMARY

[Teyla tries to maneuver herself out of bed, but she is still very weak. Watson lies unconscious on a bed nearby. Sheppard enters, dressed in his Class A uniform, and sees Teyla's movements.]

SHEPPARD
  Where do you think you're going?

TEYLA
  I would like to go to the memorial.

SHEPPARD
  I don't think you should be going anywhere.

TEYLA
  I am fine.

[Her gasp of pain belies that statement as she tries to shift her body.]

SHEPPARD
  All right. I'll get a wheelchair.

TEYLA
  (weakly)
  No. I would like to stand…as a testament to him.

[She stares at Sheppard.]

TEYLA
  How are you doing?

SHEPPARD
  Me? Fine, but I didn't get major surgery two days ago.

TEYLA
  That is not what I meant.

SHEPPARD
  Well, it hasn't hit me yet. I'm not looking forward to it when it does.

TEYLA
  I feel a great sadness. He…I feel a great sadness.

[She sighs.]

SHEPPARD
  Here, I got you.

[He helps her up and out of the infirmary.]

INT—ATLANTIS GATE ROOM

[The Gate Room is crowded with personnel, including all of Sheppard's team, Lorne, Cole, and Zelenka. Weir stands beside a coffin draped in the Scottish flag.]

WEIR
  We've said goodbye to a lot of friends today. Our mission is a dangerous one. We lose people, a fact we're all painfully aware of. But Carson was…I can't remember anyone coming to me with a complaint against him. Ever. He was a kind soul. He was-he was a healer…and he will be very deeply missed. George Fabricius said: "Death comes to us all, but great achievements, they build a monument which shall endure until the sun grows cold." Every single life Carson saved is a monument to him…and that gives me great comfort.

[Weir composes herself and nods to the balcony. A musician begins to play the bagpipes, and Chuck dials the Stargate. Once the wormhole is active, Cole, Lorne, Zelenka, Sheppard, Ronon, and McKay act as pallbearers and bring the coffin home. Weir stands by Teyla as they watch them leave.]

EXT—ATLANTIS, SUNSET

EXT—ATLANTIS EAST PIER

[McKay stands alone on the pier, looking out at the ocean. Beckett shows up beside him.]

BECKETT
  How'd it go back on Earth?

MCKAY
  It was, um…it was awful. Your family was amazing, though.

BECKETT
  (grinning)
  Aye, they are. Good turnout?

MCKAY
  Oh, packed the church.

BECKETT
  Oh, that's good to hear.

MCKAY
  It's not going to be the same around here without you.

BECKETT
  Oh, you're telling me.

MCKAY
  You know…the universe is a big place. Who knows? Maybe we'll…bump into each other again.

BECKETT
  Aye. Who knows?

[There is a pregnant silence.]

MCKAY
  You were the closest thing to a best friend I ever had. I'm really, really sorry. I should have just—

BECKETT
  Hey, this isn't your fault.

MCKAY
  You're just telling me what I want to hear.

BECKETT
  Well, that's what best friends do sometimes. And in this case, it also happens to be true. Take care of yourself, Rodney.

MCKAY
  (voice breaking)
  Goodbye, Carson.

[Beckett disappears as McKay stands alone on the pier.]

FADE OUT

END CREDITS


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