Later that day:
Jack [with an angry voice]: I don’t care what it takes, Carter. Just bring it, will ya? ...yeah, I know... Careful is my second name... sure... I trust you. Bye.
Paja: Anything wrong?
Jack: No, everything’s fine.
My nervousness jumped a notch.
A week later:
Paja [cheerily]: Jack, it looks like we’ll have more snow than the last year. I just checked the weather fore......cast.
Jack: Mmm-hm?
Now, *that* sight was disturbing.
Paja: Oh my goodness, where did you get it? Stop playing with it right now. You know how dangerous this thing is.
Jack: Don’t worry. It’s perfectly under control.
Paja: What? How did you... I thought you returned it to the planet, long ago.
Jack: We did. This is a replica. Carter made it for me. She’s quite brilliant, isn’t she?
Paja [disconcerted]: She sure is.
Jack: Little more faith, lady. Do you want snow?
Paja: Yes, but...
Jack: You’ll have it.
Paja: And what about the other hemisphere?
Jack: They’re gonna be okay, don’t worry. No change for them.
Paja: [just an unintelligible sound]
Jack: Let’s elevate this little fella yet... and here we are. Cool. [beaming] Now we can go.