Rodney: Ah, the bitter taste of ultimate failure, hmm? John: Well, if you had just figured out how to fix the damn shield in the FIRST place… …none of use would have died. Rodney: I did everything I could, including… …VALIANTLY attempting to saving your sorry- Elizabeth: Gentlemen… …FOCUS. Elizabeth (on radio): Major?? I agree with McKay. Of course you do. How could either of you resist exploring a crashed alien spaceship? Exactly! Rodney: We should really, really be dead right now. John: I don’t FEEL dead. Rodney: That one? Tracked the location of Ancient ships during the war. John: A WAR SHIP? Rodney: Ah, see, look at his eyes all lighting up again it’s Pavlovian. Rodney: Actually, yes, it’s like a dam. If you overload the dam, it breaks. Which is why the Ancients put in place failsafes to prevent such a thing from happening. John: Like a spillway. Rodney: Can we just stick with failsafes? Rodney: It’s complicated but, um… …imagine them as, ah, leaky pipes, ok? John: Alright. Rodney: So, you pump water through them – they leak, right? John: You dumb this down any more, you’re gonna get hit. Rodney: Sorry. John: Replicators don’t exist anymore. You out of your dry spell. Rodney: Hey!! John: All is right with the world. John: You know? This really isn’t as strange as you lead me to believe. Rodney: Oh yeah? What about that? John: I hate clowns. Rodney: How long you’ve been standing there? John: Hour or so. Rodney: What? Why didn’t you just say anything? I feel like a – – Oh, it’s the kidding! John: SHAME! Ronon: What is? John: Cliff Robertson – the villain he played – Shame! Rodney: Very good. Shelly Winters. Ronon: What the hell are you talking about? John: Define “strange”. Rodney: You don’t know what “strange” means? John: I know what “strange” means, Rodney- Rodney: Weird. Freakish. Odd. John: I’m just trying to determine whether it’s worth getting off the route back to the village! Rodney: ::whispered:: One tango! Middle of the room! ::record scratch:: ::crickets:: Rodney: ::whispered:: What, isn’t that right? Rodney: And with all those hits we took, it’s going to be impossible for me to convert the shield to a cloak. John: And by impossible, you mean…? Rodney: I mean, “not possible”, what do you think I mean?? John: Don’t let go of the controls! Rodney: Snapping doesn’t help! John: This is why parents get someone else to teach their kids how to drive. Rodney: I am both insulted and touched by that. Rodney: Yeah, pretty much how I remember it. Rodney: You sure about this? John: Not really. Rodney: I’m pretty screwed up. John: You’re telling me. John: Anyway to figure out what they’re saying? Rodney: Yes of course, it says right here – – “Why is the SMART one having to stop and answer so many questions?” John: Well, we’re are not calling it THAT. Rodney: Oh good, then what about, um…? John: And we’re not calling it “The Enterprise”, either. Rodney: I wasn’t going to say that. But for my second choice, I’d go with, um… John: How ’bout we name it later? John: RODNEY! Canadian Football League’s a joke. Celine Dion is overrated. Zelenka is smart than you are! Rodney: Hey! Found mention of a bio lab in the database. Ancient scientists used it to study animal life, we should check it out. John: Ok… …Meredith. John: First thing Rodney did (besides renaming his country) was put his face all over the flag. Rodney: I really thought there’d be more…hot girls. John: YEAH. John (on the radio): Why would he do that? Rodney: You know, I never really got to know him, so, ah… John: Okay, okay. John: You ok? Rodney: I’m fine. This is…this is fun for me.