"What are you doing?" "It's the last F-302, Rodney, the one we left behind. It's tracking us." "Yeah, well, that makes sense, but we can't go after it. We have no computer-assisted navigation." "I don't need a navigation computer to fly this thing. Besides, we're not going far. Engine room, this is Sheppard. Prepare to initiate another shutdown on my command." "John, what are you doing?" "Getting rid of the last place the virus can hide." "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I haven't got my belt." "You'd better make this quick, Sheppard. Radiation levels are beginning to rise on the outer hull." "Understood."













