(Sheppard, McKay and Ronon have been put into a cell. McKay is standing at the door staring out anxiously.)
McKay: Now what?
Sheppard: Well, if I had to guess, I'd say we'll be taken in front of the Queen who will demand answers and threaten to feed on us…at which time, I hope to have a plan to get us out of here.
McKay: Very reassuring.
(A door opens a short distance away.)