McKay: (on morphine) So many colors...all the pretty horses.
Weir: What's he talking about?
Beckett: I gave him some morphine for the pain.
Major: I need to know how many villagers. How far is the gate from the village?
McKay: Have you seen a guy around? He looks like you, but he's got messy hair. I think I lost him somewhere, and a pretty girl and a caveman.
Beckett: I may have given him a wee bit much.