Stargate Universe, Season 1

Eli Wallace:
Whatever you guys think that I did, I swear you've got the wrong guy.

Jack O'Neill:
Do I look like someone who'd be standing here if I didn't already know everything there is to know about you?

Eli Wallace:
No, not really.

Everett Young:
I need to get these people out of here.

Nicholas Rush:
We have a way out.

Everett Young:
We don't know what's on the other side. Dammit, Rush!

Eli Wallace:
It can't be worse than here, can it?

Matthew Scott:
Rush. Where the hell are we?

Nicholas Rush:
Several billion light years from home.

Rush:
Politicians ask military personnel to sacrifice themselves for the good of others all the time. If someone doesn't go in there and close that door, we're all gonna die. Period.

Eli:
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! Damn you all to hell!" (pause) Oh, come on, that was funny!

Rush:
(to Scott) Light-years away from the admiring eyes of your father, or your drill sergeant, or whoever's approval it is you so desperately seek.

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:
Oh, that's what all you rich people think.

Rush:
Rich?! 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!

Eli:
Why'd you do that?

Greer:
He told me to.

Rush:
I saved his life.

Eli:
By shooting him?!

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!

Rush:
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!

Rush:
What, just because you give the order, you think it's possible? THERE IS NO MORE POWER!

Chloe:
I don't even know what to do with myself. I'm the last person who should be here.

Greer:
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 ... a star. Out in a blaze of glory. I like that. That's beautiful.

Young:
And while I don't condone behavior of that kind in any way, shape or form, I've gotta say, the look on Telford's face when you put him down was priceless. Complete and total shock.

Chloe:
My father gave his life so all of us can survive another day. And we did. Another day.

Rush:
The ship is powered by the stars themselves. Solar powered - quite literally. There is no other explanation.

Eli:
Uh, what are we so happy about?

Rush:
We're gonna live, Eli.

Eli:
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.

Chloe:
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.

Eli:
Whoa. Looks like we entered the Hoth system.

Eli:
The Empire Strikes Back? The second Star Wars movie.

OK, I refuse to call it "Episode Five".

Riley:
I read about these Chinese miners that survived a cave-in for six days by drinking their urine.

Greer:
I'm going to go ahead and pretend I didn't hear that.

Riley:
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 them.

Young:
Make no mistake, my first priority is to make sure that we all return to those we love.

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.

O'Neill:
Surprise.

Mindy:
Hi.

Eli:
Me?

Mindy:
What's your name?

Eli:
Phil. Can I buy you a drink?

Mindy:
I have one.

Eli:
Yes, you do. Wanna dance.

Mindy:
Sure.

Eli:
Oh my God, this is awesome.

Chloe:
You see those two over there? My best friend Celina and my ex-boyfriend.

Eli:
You could do better. D'you wanna dance?

Chloe:
I think I wanna go over there and punch him in the face.

Eli:
What .. the ...

Eli:
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 realized 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.

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!

TJ:
So you're doing fine, then?

Rush:
Eli, do me a favor. Have a look at your chest. Is there any insignia there, anything that says "Lieutenant" or "Sergeant" or anything like that?

Eli:
All I've got is "You are here."

Young:
Are we done?

Rush:
We'll never be done.

Spencer:
It's been about a week since I ran out of pills. Haven't slept much since. I can't think. Everything's...I don't know. (sighs) These people don't even realize, they're inside a big floating coffin. I wish I could come up with something better to say...I'm sorry.

Scott:
Two alien encounters in a day. What are the chances of that?

Young:
I am thinking likely... zero.

Chloe:
Don't worry. You won't have to stay in here for much longer.

Johansen:
I know. 'Cause the Colonel's going to take back the ship. You don't have any idea what you're up against.

Chloe:
I think we do.

Johansen:
Not a clue. Sorry, but a bunch of civilians up against the Colonel's training and experience?

Chloe:
It's about listening to reason.

Johansen:
Not once you took this ship. That made it war. And that's what we do. It's not going to make life on this ship any easier, and it's not going to make what those aliens did to you any better.

Chloe:
Neither will anything you can possibly say to me.

Scott:
Sergeant?

Greer:
They're fine. I went easy on em.

Brightman:
What is that?

Scott:
Uh, yeah, we're under attack.

Brightman:
What?

Scott:
Shields are holding. We're good.

T.J.:
Welcome to Destiny.

Greer:
(holding a new fruit found on the planet) Yo, check this out. There's a whole grove of trees back there loaded with these things.

T.J.:
Hmm, looks like a kiwi. Take it back and do a...

Greer:
I'll do one right now. (takes a bite out of the fruit)

T.J.:
Greer!

Scott:
What the hell are you doing?

Greer:
Oh, that's nice.

T.J.:
We don't even know if it's poisonous.

Greer:
We will!

Greer:
Hey! What's going on over here?

Morrison:
I'm not digging a latrine.

Greer:
Is that what you told him to do?

Dunning:
Somebody's gotta do it.

Greer:
True enough. Start digging.

Morrison:
What? No, you can't make me.

Greer:
You too.

Dunning:
But, Sergeant, I've gotta...

Greer:
You're gonna dig, OK? You're both gonna dig, and you're gonna love every moment of it or you will keep digging until you do.

Scott:
What if we were meant to stay there? All of us? What if that planet was our lifeline and we just let it go?

Young:
I can't pretend to answer that, Matthew, no one can.

Eli:
I'd like to go.

Chloe:
Me too.

Eli:
Chloe has been studying all of Doctor Jackson's work.

Young:
Really?

Scott:
You Have?

Chloe:
I have.

Eli:
(whispering) Say something archeological.

Chloe:
Stratification.

Eli:
That was good.

Chloe:
Thank you.

Eli:
Plus didn't you say you took ancient history?

Chloe:
I did.

Eli:
At Harvard.

Young:
Well I don't see how that helps us billions of light years from Earth but I get it.

Eli:
I'm pretty sure we've established this ship, isn't any safer then a planet.

Chloe:
Kidnapped by aliens, right here.

Rush:
Solving the issues of dialling the ninth chevron. I'll devote two and a half years of my life to that. Meanwhile, my wife is gonna spend her dying days alone while I'm off, out, trying to solve that little problem. And then some kid, some big child, with no meaningful education is gonna jump in at the last moment, and solve it just like that. No sense of ambition; spends most of his time playing ridiculous games, yet he's the genius I'll never be. He's the one that should be here now, seeing what I'm seeing.

Gloria:
You're not here for me.

Rush:
I've already been through this.

Gloria:
No, you haven't. Not really.

Rush:
I was here.

Gloria:
You can't lie to yourself. You chose this memory because it's one you'd rather forget. What you need is here now. That's why you're here. It's not for me. You just want your answer.

Rush:
I need an answer.

Gloria:
You're dying.

Rush:
I know.

Gloria:
You'd rather die than fail? What have you become, Nicholas? The things you've done, that's not who you are. It's not you.

Rush:
I always had it in me, to make the hard decisions. I have reasons. Good reasons.

Gloria:
To hurt people? Are you sure? You tell yourself me death gave you courage. In truth, it made you callous. You're not the man I loved.

Rush:
He died with you.

Gloria:
I was never your conscience, Nicholas. You still have one of your own. You just need to listen to it. Some people live their whole lives and never find what we had. Don't let what happened to me change you this way. It's nobody's fault.

Rush:
I know... I know that.

Gloria:
It's one stupid gene. Passed on to me by my mother, incapable of performing its one simple function, to repair damaged DNA. That's it, isn't it? That's why you're here.

Rush:
Of course.

Gloria:
Go. I know how much you loved me. Stop taking it out on everyone else.

Rush:
I haven't forgotten you, Gloria, and I never will.

Patient:
Just a little skin reaction, they said, just a little itchy on the arm. The FDA approved it, even though it had never been through any serious large-scale trials. There were no side effects! They said it was the war, not the vaccine. Between 1998 and 2000, 20,000 soldiers had to be hospitalised after receiving the vaccine even though they had never been deployed overseas. The Pentagon failed to report that to Congress! Wasn't as bad as the sand fleas, though. They got under your skin, and how. Carried all kinds of diseases, diseases you can't even say! Tank busters, uranium depleted. I loaded those munitions. Nothing dangerous coming off those. What do you think? 18,000 times in two years, those alarms went off! It's not the mustard gas, never the mustard gas. It was cigarettes, deodorant. Can you believe that? Chronic fatigue, loss of muscle control, headaches, dizziness, memory loss, shortness of breath, brain cancer.

Reginald:
(to Greer) I'm gonna kill him, put him out of his misery.

Patient:
It was the war. It was the war. It wasn't the fires. They were everywhere. Big black billowing smoke. The war is why he can't breathe.

Perry:
What are those?

Rush:
They're a kind of fruit we collected from a planet we visited recently.

Perry:
May I try one?

Rush:
I warn you, most people find these rather bitter. (Perry bites into one and smiles)

Becker:
(shocked) Most people spit them right back out.

Perry:
This is the first food I've been able to feed myself since I was nine.

Greer:
You're not taking over this ship again.

Johansen:
I checked everyone. It looks like we got 'em all, so hopefully things'll get back to normal around here.

Wray:
Whatever that is!

Telford:
I am not a spy, Everett! How many times do I have to tell you?

Young:
So we know that you are a traitor and a murderer. Now we know you're a coward too.

O'Neill:
Corporal?!

Young:
Sorry about that, sir.

Telford:
We take what ever we want! We do what ever is good for us, regardless of the impact on other planets! What makes us so special?

O'Neill:
I know what makes me special.

Eli:
(regarding friends) You can never have too many, unless you're one of those people on Facebook who just accepts everyone's friend requests. It's like, come on, ya know. Be a little selective.