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After Sheppard is attacked by a strange, Wraith-like bug, the team heads back to Atlantis through the planet's orbital stargate. However, their Puddle Jumper gets stuck in the gate when the engine nacelles fail to fully retract into the Jumper, leaving them only thirty-eight minutes to get through the Stargate before the wormhole's event horizon closes.
[In the confined space of the Puddle Jumper]
McKay: Well, if you'll excuse me , I'll be a foot and a half over here taking some readings. Feel free to talk amonst yourselves.
Dr. Kavanagh: I happily left the SGC because I had had it up to here with the military running things, and you just busted me like a private.
D. Weir: Don't be so dramatic. Besides, the Air Force dosen't have privates.
Dr. Kavanagh: Neither do I. You just cut them off. Right in front of my research team.
Dr. Beckett: I'm told you have something of a cling-on.
Maj. Sheppard: There's plenty of time to solve this thing, but you gotta stop using your mouth and start using your brain.
Dr. McKay: Sorry, I just react to certain doom a certain way. It's a bad habit.
Dr. McKay: Oh, I apologize for being the only person here who truly comprehends how screwed we are!
Maj. Sheppard: Don't talk to me about screwed.
[Lt. Ford tests the effect of alcohol on the bug]
Maj. Sheppard: Same some for me.
Lt. Ford: Wrong type of alcohol, sir.
Maj. Sheppard: What's the good of that?
Lt. Ford: (after seeing the bug not reacting) Not much, sir.