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Previously on Stargate Atlantis.

I believe you refer to our enemy
as the Replicators.

They have begun
to annihilate human worlds.

We need to know if you can shutdown

the Replicator attack code on your own.

I've been looking into that,
and it's not very promising.

But with this Wraith's help,
you think you could do it?

- Take this.
- What's this?

It's the core drive of the ship's
tracking system.

If this works, we should be able to track

every Aurora-class Replicator
ship in the galaxy in real time.

My duplicate did say
they were building more.

A lot more.

Don't worry, we're ahead of schedule.

I know.

All the settlements we've been
assigned have been evacuated.

I know, I know, it's just that

most of the planets that are
in the Replicators' path

are people that we've had
almost no contact with,

so I need you and Teyla
out there as much as possible.

Yeah, well, I think it might be the flu.

She's been looking
a little green lately.

I'm fine.

Where are we going to now?

M9R-373.

The Massanians.
This should be interesting.

Look, I'm sorry we're
having to go out so much.

I know you don't feel so hot,

but you're the one with all
the contacts out there, so...

It's all right.
I'm feeling much better now.

Offworld activation!

Must be Lieutenant Kemp's team.

Receiving video transmission.

Coming in now, Colonel.

Lieutenant, looks like
things are going well.

Most of the settlements
are on their way through,

but a good number of them
have decided to stay behind.

I'm not sure they believe us, sir.

I'm requesting Teyla
come back and try to

talk some sense into the stragglers,

'cause I'm not getting
anywhere with them.

Well, I don't think we can do that.

The Replicator ship's going
to be there within a half hour.

Well, I don't know what to do. They...

Incoming!

It's too late.
They're already here!

Lieutenant, get your men
through the gate!

I can't. There's too many people...

We lost the transmission.

Dial him back.

I can't get a lock.

They must've taken out the gate.

How many people were
left on that settlement?

Just under 2,000.

Both ships at the same time.
This is a first.

It's the first time we've needed them.

Well, since I've been here.

- Colonel.
- Colonel.

- Colonel.
- Colonels.

- Colonel.
- Colonels.

Seriously?

Good flight?

Long flight.

We'll make it worth your while.

That's what I hear.

You have a way of tracking
the Replicator ships?

We do.

That'll make finding and
destroying them a lot easier.

Why don't you come into my office?
We'll get you briefed.

It is this recent discovery
of the essential duality

of this particular stem
of the nano sub-code

that has opened up a whole world
of possibilities when it comes to the expedient

and permanent deactivation
of the internanite bonds.

Rodney...

Yeah, I'll let you know when I'm ready
to take questions, thank you.

Have you created an anti-Replicator
weapon or not?

If you just let me continue, I think
you'd have a better understanding

of the complexity...

Yes or no, Doctor.

Well, no.

All right, we move on to plan B.

Just like that?

The Replicators are destroying
every human colony they can find

in an attempt to wipe out
the Wraiths' food supply.

We can't wait.
We have to act now.

Yeah, but plan B, it's not a good plan.

Oh, no?

Sure, the Apollo and
the Daedalus have been

retrofitted with the new Asgard

plasma beam weapon, which,
given, are very, very powerful,

but they still can't
destroy the Replicators.

But we don't have to destroy them,
we just destroy their ships.

I mean, from what I understand,

once they're exposed to the harsh
environment of space,

they'll essentially be neutralized.

Well, "essentially neutralized"
and "neutralized"

are two very different things.

Back when we blasted Niam
into space, he froze solid.

We didn't have a problem
till we warmed him up.

That's what I'm saying.

Look, your way leaves
Replicator cells inactive,

just waiting around for someone
to reactivate them.

My way shuts them down for good.

But our way is actually operational.

You know, come to think of it,
what exactly is your way?

From what I understand,
you haven't even gotten

your programming done yet,
let alone a delivery method.

Well, you didn't let me
finish my presentation.

I think I got the gist of it.

- Really?
- Rodney...

No, no, I'm just wondering
when the Colonel here

became a math and physics expert.

Doctor, you came into this meeting
knowing that you had nothing,

but instead of just
saying that like a man,

you thought that you'd dazzle us

with a lot of fancy talk and think
that we were too dumb to notice.

So, now you're questioning my manhood?

All right, that is enough!

- No, he just told...
- Rodney, move on.

Look, I think we've got
this tracking system down.

We can peg where they're going
to be with a 30-minute window,

and given current data,
we've got at least 12 hours

before any of their ships are
even close to an inhabited planet.

Just give me and the Wraith,
like, 10 hours

to get this shutdown program working.

If I don't, then you can
just feel free to go ahead

and open up on them
with your beam weapons.

All right.

You have 10 hours. Go.

All right.

I don't understand how you
guys put up with...

If you ever talk like that to someone
under my command again,

you will not be welcome on this
base, Colonel. Is that clear?

Yes, it is.

Good.

We're done here. Thank you.

Why would you lie to them?

I didn't lie to them.

It is most improbable that we complete
our task within 10 hours.

That is quitter talk.

Look, you don't know me.

This is when I'm at my best,
this is when I shine,

impossible deadlines.

I ever tell you about
the time I once got

a damaged Ancient
hyperdrive system online

moments before me and my crew

were incinerated by a super volcano?

Yes, you have.

Well, there you go.
See, I work best under pressure.

Then perhaps I should
threaten to feed on you

if we do not complete
the coding in time.

Easy, easy. He's just kidding.

Just tell them you were joking.

Right.

I'll work in this area.

Time's up.

What, so soon?

I guess that means you're not ready.

Well, no, I'm not.

Well, we're going with plan B.
You want to go for a ride?

No, I'll stay here.
This still needs to get done.

Good luck.

Daedalus, this is the Apollo,
our scans are clear.

We don't have any other contacts.
Can you confirm?

Copy that.
We have the same reading.

Colonel, how long before
our guest arrives?

Should be any second now.

Won't they be surprised.

We're going weapons hot, Apollo.

Copy that.
We have done the same.

I'm detecting a hyperspace
window opening.

Stand by to fire forward beam weapons.

Fire.

Contact has been neutralized.

I wish I'd had these a few years ago.

Well, the first attack is easy.

They didn't know we were coming.

The Replicators have proven very

effective in changing strategies
when faced with failure.

Still, we took that ship down
without breaking a sweat.

Right. One down,

thirty-seven to go.

Welcome back, sir.

We were in the neighborhood.
Thought I'd stop by, resupply.

How's it going out there?

Splitting us up was a good call.

The Daedalus has downed
another three ships.

Ellis got another two. That brings us to seven.
That's not bad at all.

I'll need about an hour to get what we need,
then we'll get back out there.

Well, there's been a little
change of plans.

- Really?
- Yeah.

They're falling back?

Safety in numbers.

Evidently, they haven't figured out
how we're tracking them and...

Or they haven't figured out
how to stop us.

Either way, they want
to stop losing ships.

So they're all headed back
to the Replicator homeworld.

- That's right.
- Well, that's good.

I mean, they're finally all in one place.

We can wipe them out all at once.

Ideally, yes, but our two ships
versus an entire Replicator fleet...

Not to mention the drones
they'll be firing from the surface.

Look, the new weapons
we have are very effective,

but they are no match
for that kind of firepower.

Well, sounds like the perfect
time to finally use

that killer program
you've been working on, Doctor.

Yeah.

Remember when you said all you
needed was 10 hours to finish it?

Vaguely.

Well, it's been 10 hours and a week.
Are you finished?

Well, I'm just, um, dotting some "I"s,
crossing some "T"s.

Whatever our plan is,
we need to act quickly.

Our current intel suggests that
they're putting all their resources

into building new ships.

I figure we have less
than a week before

they head back out into the galaxy,
and in much greater numbers.

If they start traveling in packs,

our kill rate is going
to drop drastically.

We can't let that happen.

We need to take them out
while they're all in one place,

and we need to do it quickly.

Hmm.

Hey, I should just get back to my lab.

Oh... I have to tell them.

I have to tell them
we don't have anything.

This is most troubling.

Ellis is gonna love this.

I don't get it.

We tried reconfiguring
your stand-down code,

we tried programming the nanites
to turn themselves off.

Something should have worked.

They are a very complex
and ingenious design.

Yeah, well, I thought
I was ingeniouser.

Yes, I know that's not
a word, Mr. Helpful.

All right, look, maybe we could
figure out some way to use

the anti-Replicator guns somehow.

From what you have told me, they have

almost certainly become immune to it.

Even if they haven't, we'd still have
to get them all in one place.

What is it?

I think I've got my first
good idea in three weeks.

Hmm.

Our old anti-Replicator technology
relied on disrupting the bonds

between each individual nanite cell.

They just collapsed
in a pile of dust, right?

We're familiar with the technology, yes.

Right, well, the thinking was always
to continue down that line,

to break the bonds,
to turn them off,

sever their connections
to one another,

because dust we can deal with, right?

Rodney...

We do the opposite.

Instead of severing
their connections, we significantly

dial up their attraction
to one another.

We turn each cell into an incredibly
powerful nanite magnet.

You know, one cell attracts another cell,
those two attract two more,

and as more and more nanite
cells bond to the core group,

they become stronger
and stronger and stronger

to the point where every Replicator
cell on the planet, in orbit,

all of them are amassed in this
giant, super-dense blob.

A super-dense blob?
That's your great idea?

It is, yes, actually.

What do we do with the blob, then?

Aren't we in danger of creating

some Godzilla-sized super-Replicator?

No. At least not at first.

Look, this is not their
normal form of bonding.

I mean, it will take them
some time to adapt,

to figure out how to function
within the new parameters.

How much time?

Well, I mean, I'd hate to speculate.

Since when?

Look, it doesn't matter anyways
because long before that happens,

they're going to fuse
together so tightly,

they will be rendered
essentially inert.

Remember, this bond is occurring
on a subspace level...

Which helps get them past the normal
repulsive force between nuclei...

To the point where their electrons
are fusing with their protons,

and once that starts
happening, they're toast.

Yeah, but you're talking about
neutron-star levels of density.

Precisely.

Wow.

It sounds crazy, but this could work.

Well, how do we make it work, then?

Just upload a new command
into their base code?

I have a better idea.

- Ta-da.
- What's this?

This... This has been in storage
since we found it a while ago.

The Ancients used it
as part of their research

into the creation
of human-form Replicators.

What are you suggesting?

We have the technology,
the understanding of nanite coding.

I mean...

We have the Ancients'
blueprints for crying out loud.

You want to make your own Replicator?

Well, not a whole one.

Just a block of nanite cells,
say, you know, yea big,

just enough to get the ball rolling.

I don't know, Rodney...

I'm not talking about creating anything
with normal Replicator abilities.

Just a group of nanite cells
that can serve as a platform

for us to upload the new
bonding program.

We take it to the Replicator homeworld,

we switch it on, we beam it
into a populated area,

and we sit back and watch.
It couldn't be easier.

There is the one problem.

Only one?

The Replicators on the planet
will be affected fairly quickly,

but there will be a definite delay
until there's enough mass

to attract the nanite cells in orbit.

So those ships will have
plenty of time to escape.

Unless we disable or destroy them.

They have 30 ships, we have two.

Well, if we don't disable them,
they're just going to fly away,

lay low and replicate a new army.

Thirty ships versus two,
it can't be done.

We might be able to get more ships.

Depending on what has happened
since I have been in captivity here,

I can easily bring another
12 ships to the battle.

Twelve ships willing to fight
shoulder-to-shoulder?

For a chance to destroy
the Replicators once and for all,

of course.

This brings the odds down to 2-to-1.

An alliance like this
must be negotiated.

I will need to personally convince them
that this is the proper course of action.

Sit down.

First sign you crossed us...

I die. I know.

Well, this is different.

Receiving transmission.

Docking instructions.

All right, let's get this over with.

Now what?

You open the door.

Perhaps we should remove these.

I think it sends the wrong
message, don't you?

This is a mistake.

We need his help.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Well, we're here, let's see it through.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy, guys...

All right, the basic nanite
material has been formed.

Let's see if we can
get them to interact.

I must say, Rodney,
this is quite an ingenious idea.

Would you expect anything less?

Well...

Well, what?

- Well, you have been in a bit of a rut lately.
- I have not.

Okay, like, a dry spell maybe.

- That is not true.
- Okay.

- It's not.
- Okay! Okay.

Now, are we certain that these nanites
will not go beyond simple cohesion?

Of course. I've disabled
most of the normal protocols.

They won't be able to do anything
beyond form a simple block.

All right, here we go.

It worked.
You did it, Rodney.

- Naturally.
- McKay is back!

Would you stop that?
I was never gone.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute,
we've got a problem.

The cells aren't
communicating properly.

This could be tougher than I thought.

And I don't want to hear
you say anything.

Be calm.

Here.

What the hell's going on?

Apparently, my fellow Wraith wanted
to speak to me without you being around.

Well, they might have just politely
asked us to stay in the Jumper.

Come, now, you would never
have let me leave your sight.

Well, we'll never know now, will we?

We have a deal.

Seven hives will join us in the fight.

Seven? You said 12.

Not all of them were convinced
that the mission was achievable.

Plus, many of our ships
are without queens.

We'd be unable to create
new soldiers should they fall.

If you'd prefer none...

All right, seven.

How did I wake up before Ronon?

We had to stun him several times.

I thought it would be best
that you were awake before he was.

Probably a good idea.

Are we in space?

The hives have already left.

They jettisoned your ship before
they jumped into hyperspace.

Anything else happen while we were
unconscious that I should know about?

I must return to Atlantis to help
Dr. McKay complete our plan.

Help me wake them up
and we'll get out of here.

All right, looking good.

Rodney, it's being held
together by a force field.

I know. I just wanted
to give the cells time

to establish their own
internal cohesion.

Now we drop the field and
they should hold together.

Not bad, not bad.

Structure's intact.

Bonds are holding.

Damn it.

It's no use, Rodney.

You've disabled too many
of the cells' basic protocols.

It was never designed
to work this way.

In that case, there's only
one thing we can do.

Dr. Zelenka?

Yes?

They need to see you
right away in Section 7.

We're having some power
problems in the infirmary.

I should go.
This won't take too long.

Is it all right if I...

Just go, go. You're probably
holding me back anyway.

Ronon, let it go.

Take it as a compliment.
They were afraid of you.

Dial the gate.

I'm detecting a hyperspace
window forming.

Your guys forget something?

It's an ancestral warship.

Replicators. Dial the gate.

How did they find us?

I have an idea.

You are mistaken.

Receiving transmission.

What?

Sheppard, that better not be you.

Larrin?

What the hell are you doing here?

What the hell are you doing here?

We picked up on seven hives
orbiting a single planet.

Seemed like something
big was going down,

so I thought we'd stop
and do a little intel.

Yeah, well, you just missed them.

I see that.

Now, tell me, what are
you doing here?

And better yet, why didn't those
hives destroy your puny little ship?

I take great offense to that,
but those are all good questions,

so we should talk.

Yes, we should. Use Bay 3.

Better her than Replicators, right?

Let's see what kind of mood she's in.

Larrin.

That Wraith better be a prisoner.

Now, look, I know how it looks.

Kill it.

Whoa, hey, hey, hey!
No, no, no.

No killing, okay?

Just... Just hear me out.

So, the idea is to keep the Replicator
ships from leaving orbit

until this McKay guy can suck
them back down to the planet?

Couldn't have put it better myself.

And since you only have two ships...

We need the Wraiths to help.

Hmm.

We figure the Replicators
have close to 30 ships

guarding the surface.

The Wraith bring another
seven to the fight.

Still not very good odds.

No, no, but unless we, I don't know,

meet someone with access
to ships, it will have to do.

One of the planets we trade with was

completely wiped out a few weeks ago.

We thought it was the Wraith,
but it didn't fit.

They weren't culled,
they were leveled.

Replicators.

The last time we worked together,

I said I'd let you keep a few secrets.

But not anymore.

If we do this, we go all the way.

No holding back.

All right.

Look, your ship is still a mess.

We have scientists that have
the Ancient gene.

Maybe they can
help you soup it up.

Well, I'll have to talk
to our governing council,

but even if they agree to move forward,

it'll be up to the individual
ship captains

if they want to join us or not.

And fighting alongside the Wraith
isn't going to be popular.

Well, we know how
persuasive you can be.

I'll start making the calls.

Oh, great.

This is all working out
for the best, it's...

Except for the part where
I'm still tied up, Larrin.

Larrin?

You and I have two very different
definitions of "This won't take too long."

I know. I'm really sorry.

The naquahdah generator in Section 7

is giving us all sorts
of trouble, but it's fixed now.

I'm all yours.
What would you like to try now?

Actually, unencumbered by the continual
need to explain things to you,

I've actually made remarkable progress.

- Oh, really?
- Mmm.

The systems Ancients had in place

were designed to create fully-functional
humanoid replicants, right?

- Yes.
- Well, turns out that trying to create

something much simpler is,
ironically, much more difficult.

In the end, I was forced to compromise.

Wait, you're not suggesting that...

I know it wasn't part of the plan,

but it was either this or nothing.

Hello.

Oh, my.

I'm gonna check on McKay,
see if he made any progress.

I must go see Dr. Keller.

Why's that?

I was stunned.

We get stunned all the time.
Shake it off.

The circumstances are different.

How so?

I'm carrying a child.

You're what?

I'm pregnant, John.

Is this a joke?

Don't look at me.

It just happened.

I didn't know you were seeing anyone.

It is no one from Atlantis.

How far along are you?

About three months.

Three.

How long have you known?

- Just under two.
- Two.

We've been...
You let me put you out in the field

when you've known you were
three-months pregnant?

I tried to tell you.

You didn't try hard enough.

I am more than capable of...

You got stunned today.

Do you have any idea what kind
of effect that has?

Athosian woman remain very
active in the community...

This is different.

We get shot at, beat up, stunned...

We take a chance every time
we walk through the gate.

John...

As of this second, you are
relieved from active duty.

Hey.

Congratulations.

Kanaan is the father?

You knew that we were...

I could tell.
The way you talked about him.

Yes, he is the father.

I'm sorry.

I will find him.

He is still alive, I feel it.

We'll find him.
Together. I promise.

Come on.
Let's go get you checked out.

You know, "Ronon" is a good
name, boy or a girl.

So that brings the grand total to...

Fourteen.

Larrin said she can get
three or four more ships.

- That's great.
- Yeah.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

I'm taking Teyla off active duty.

- Why?
- She's pregnant.

Oh... Okay.

Who's the father?

I never asked.

Wow. Well, it has been
one hell of a day.

There's one more thing
you need to see.

McKay has kind of
thrown us a curveball.

Oh, great. I was just thinking
we need more of those today.

This is not what we
talked about, Rodney.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry,
but the block idea

didn't fly. This was the only way.

Do you have any idea what kind
of a security threat this is?

It's not as bad as you think.
I've stripped down its programming

as much as I possibly could
without sacrificing basic viability.

It can walk, it can talk,
but it can't replicate

or change its form or anything.

Does she know why she was created?

Of course.

Well, then she has a certain
amount of self-awareness.

- Yeah, so?
- So?

Honestly, I'm not sure how comfortable
I am sending her to her death.

Death?

It can't die. It's not alive.
It's a program.

I mean, its consciousness is just
a bunch of ones and zeros.

I mean, you can call it "she" all you want,
but it's still just a thing.

It's a prop. It's...

It's a really advanced
radio-controlled weapon.

I mean, you don't feel sorry
for your bullets, do you? Your bombs?

All right, still.

It's weird.

Yeah, well, at the end of the day,
it doesn't matter anyways,

because we don't have any other choice.

Well, we are teaming up
with the Wraith.

I guess it's that kind of a mission.

- We have a problem.
- What is it?

I've been going over your calculations.

I thought it would be prudent
for the good of the mission.

I hope you don't mind.

No. No, it's fine.

I think you've underestimated
how quickly the nanite cells will adapt

to their changing circumstances.

The mass will be able
to manipulate its own form

before it reaches critical density.

- Are you sure?
- I'm quite positive.

Once the nanites regain control,
they will be able to halt their own collapse.

At that point, they will be
extremely dangerous.

In other words, we're back to Godzilla.

I may have a solution.

We overload their ZPMs,
about half a dozen of them,

in a symmetrical pattern
around the Replicator mass.

The force of the explosion causes
the mass to compress even further,

essentially creating our own
Replicator fusion bomb.

The whole planet will be
destroyed in the process.

You don't mess around, do you?

All this is based on information
provided by a Replicator?

We have no reason to trust it.

We're not trusting it,
we're trusting Rodney.

Now, this causes a slight
new wrinkle in the plan.

I'll need to beam down
to the Core room.

Along with Ronon and
a squad of marines.

From there, I should be able
to hack into their systems

and set the ZPMs to overload.

In the meantime, we'll be
keeping their ships occupied.

The seven hives will space themselves
around the planet equally,

and our smaller ships
will fill in the holes.

We could use you in my chair, Sheppard.

We have an arsenal of drones, but none
of my guys can fire them quite like you can.

No place I'd rather be.

The hives will be dispatching
sizable waves of Darts to target

the Replicators' hyperdrive engines.

My 302s will join you.

Very well.

Now, while I'm working
in the Core room,

we'll beam F.R.A.N. down to the city.

Wait a minute, F.R.A.N.?

Friendly Replicator Android.

I didn't realize we were naming things.

It noticed that Zelenka and I
both had names, and...

And she asked for one, so...

All right, let's move out.

Wow. That's quite a sight.

I remember when the Cold War
ended and we started doing

joint missions with the Russians.

I thought that was strange.

I've got confirmation from the fleet.

We're ready to go.

Set coordinates
for the Replicator homeworld.

This is quite exciting, isn't it?

It's a bit nerve-wracking, yeah.

I quite look forward to it.

You do?

One always wishes
to fulfill one's purpose.

Right.

And you're fine with all this?

Why would I not be?
It's my reason for being.

Well, I know, it's just that you're...
You're going to cease to be.

Yes?

Well, I just imagined
you'd rather keep being than...

Than not.

Certainly, you're not worried
for me, are you, Doctor?

No, no. That would be silly.

Yes, it would.

- We should never have given it speech.
- Yeah.

Dr. McKay, we're approaching the target.

You need to get with Ronon
and the marines.

On my way.

Dr. McKay.

Yeah?

Good luck.

You, too, F.R.A.N.

Good luck.

Target their hyperdrives with the beam
weapons and launch all 302s.

Beam the Replicator and McKay's team
down to their separate coordinates.

Fan out. Fan out.

All right, we're clear.

Okay. This won't take
more than a minute.

Heavy damage and interior suction.

Transferring power from non-critical
systems to hull regeneration.

How's it coming, McKay?

I don't want to be
doing this all day.

I'm done.

I've got total control
of the power grid and the ZPMs,

and F.R.A.N. is...
F.R.A.N. is just about to activate.

Hello.

It's working, just hold those
ships off a little longer.

I don't know how much
longer we can keep this up.

We just have to keep them busy.

I don't think they realize
what's happening yet.

One of the Replicator ships is heading
towards us at maximum sublight.

They're powering their hyperdrives.

Sheppard, do you see that?

Yeah. I got it.

It's working much faster
than I ever imagined.

When's it going to be big enough
to start pulling them from orbit?

Soon. Really soon.

Our shields can't take
much more of this, sir.

Hopefully, they won't have to.

Now get ready to transfer power
from the beam weapons to the...

What the hell?

Son of a bitch.

He actually did it.

What's happening?

The Replicator mass. It's so heavy,

it's sinking into the planet surface.

McKay, according to our readings, every

Replicator nanite is now part of the mass.
Can you confirm?

Copy that, Sam.

I'll set the countdown and...

Did you do that?

No.

It's the mass.

It's collapsed
the subterranean power grid.

It's a blackout.

We're not gonna be able
to overload the ZPMs.

Not good. Not good.
Not good!

Do you want me to beam
down there and help you?

The power grid's been destroyed,

there's nothing either of us can do.

What's the big deal?
You can't overload ZPMs?

Why don't we just send some nukes
down there and get this over with?

It's not as simple as that!
Look, in order to implode a mass this large,

the explosion has to be
timed down to the nanosecond.

The force needs to be exactly right.

I mean, you can't just fire a few nukes
down here and get the job done.

Well, it's gotta be
better than nothing.

I have to agree.

McKay, my sensors indicate that the ground
around the mass is rich with neutronium.

Neutronium?

It's the base raw material
in Replicator cells.

And it makes all the sense in the world

why the Ancients would set up
on a planet where it's abundant.

This could be very useful.
Neutronium is incredibly dense.

And that helps us how?

Sam, we are geniuses!

Here the mass is so super heavy
that it's sinking into the planet's surface.

If I dial it up just a little bit,

it'll attract the neutronium
and sink all the way to the core.

And the planet will exert enough pressure
on it to cause an implosion.

Just give me one more...

Got it!

Um, we need to get out of here.

All right, let's go.
Come on!

As much as I'd love to, we shouldn't
stick around and watch this go down.

We should tell the fleet to jump
to the rendezvous point immediately.

The planet's become unstable.

I'm sorry you lost a ship.

Well, they knew
what they were getting into.

Yeah, but still.

You gonna stick around and let
my guys check this place out?

They already gave us a head start
when they got us battle ready.

Besides, I have some things
that need to get taken care of.

Yeah? Like?

Oh, nothing for you to concern
your pretty little head with.

Look, um...

Now that we're allies and stuff,

I should probably have
some way of contacting you,

you know, for professional reasons,
in case we need help again.

I know where Atlantis is now.

Don't worry.
I'll stay in touch.

Colonel Sheppard,
are you ready to beam?

Good seeing you again.

I bet it was.

Ready to beam.

Welcome back.

Good to be back.

How are our good friends, the Wraith?

Well, they never showed up
at the rendezvous point.

Hmm. Think they got caught
in the explosion?

I doubt it.
I guess they just figured that

there was nothing left to talk about,

so as soon as the planet blew up,

we were back to being enemies.

Hmm. Wraith back to being enemies.

Replicators don't exist anymore,
you out of your dry spell...

- Hey!
- All is right with the world.

What are you working on anyway?

You'll be surprised
to hear that removing

a planet from the database
is actually a lot of work.

I thought you'd be pretty
good at that by now.

You just can't resist
bringing up the fact

that I once accidentally destroyed
a couple of planets, can you?

It was an entire solar system.

You want to do the honors?

No, go ahead.

All right, M7R-227, you were
a constant pain in the ass.

It's good to see you go.

If only it was that easy in real life.

Area 51's working on it.
You want to get late dinner?

- Absolutely.
- All right.

I would have loved to have seen
Ellis' face when my plan worked.

He's such a tool.

- I like him.
- You do?

Yeah. Good guy, excellent
judge of character.

Oh, I see.

I see where you're going with that.

Our intel was correct.
The planet has been completely destroyed.

Can you detect any trace
Replicator cells?

Negative.
They've been completely wiped out.

Good.

We can finally get to work without having
to look over our shoulders.

It's time to begin.