Lorne: I don't give a damn about your trade secrets. We wanna know where you got this stuff.
Trader: And if I don't tell you, what are you gonna do? I recognize those uniforms; I've heard the stories. People from Atlantis – do-gooders of the galaxy. You wouldn't hurt me.
(Teyla steps out of the darkness.)
Teyla: I'm wearing no uniform.
Trader: A pregnant woman! Very intimidating!