Stargate SG-1 s02e10 Episode Script
Bane
(O'Neill) Witness, if you will, a ghost town.
(Carter) A very advanced ghost town.
The architecture may indicate|an Earth ancestry.
Aw, man! Any idea what this is? I hate to say it, sir, but it seems like|they might have a bit of a pigeon problem.
I don't see pigeons.
|There should be a lot of 'em.
Well, whatever did this|did so pretty recently.
Perhaps they suffered the same fate|as the inhabitants of this city.
Conjecture, Captain? My data's consistent with the probe, sir.
No radiation - the air's|almost 100% pollution-free.
Teal'c, it doesn't seem very likely that|the Goa'uld are responsible for this.
I mean, what with the indigenous people|of this planet being gone.
That is correct.
A Goa'uld attack would have|resulted in much more damage.
Any technology|would have been destroyed.
Wow! You guys hear that? (hum of wings) Ow! What are you gonna do? Aarrghh! - Carter, Novocaine.
|- Sir.
We'd better get outta here.
No, really(?) No Really.
Move! I'll dial! (wings hum) (Stargate alarm) - Lock it up!|- Medical team! (banging) (Hammond) What is that? Those are bugs, sir.
Big, ugly bugs! You're saying it's getting worse? I am.
Agh Easy Looks like some kind of a reaction.
Teal'c, shouldn't your|larval Goa'uld be helping? That is correct.
But it is not.
It is, in fact, getting worse.
He's suffering from the side effects|of a viral infection - fever, aches, chills.
- And his Goa'uld isn't helping?|- No.
- But that's not the worst part.
|- (O'Neill) What is? The blood sample I took .
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showed a disturbing amount of DNA|that doesn't match Teal'c's.
(both) What does that mean? Actually, I'm not sure.
To be honest, I may be|out of my league here.
General, if I may.
At the Pentagon, I had the chance|to work with Dr Timothy Harlow.
He's one of the world's top geneticists|and has full security clearance.
He'll be here before the end of the day.
(Carter) Dr Harlow! Sam! Well! How many times have I told you|to call me Timothy? Timothy.
You got here fast.
For the chance to see this,|light speed isn't fast enough! It's not a bit disappointing either.
- For a frontline setup.
|- You haven't seen the best yet.
I just wish it was under|better circumstances.
Dr Harlow has some bad news.
Subsequent analysis|of the blood sample .
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revealed none of|the subject's matching DNA.
Uh, the subject's name is Teal'c.
And what are you talking about? The blood sample I took had only|a small percentage of alien insect DNA.
Right.
of Teal'c's blood .
.
was tested only a few hours later, .
.
there was only one type|of DNA strand present.
And it wasn't Teal'c's.
Are you saying that the foreign DNA .
.
actually transformed Teal'c's DNA|in the blood sample? DNA doesn't alter DNA.
There's probably|some sort of retrovirus present.
OK, bottom line? It appears|that the alien insect's venom .
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is rewriting Teal'c's genetic material.
And it happened very quickly|in that blood sample.
The Goa'uld Teal'c carries is supposed to|give him powerful immune capabilities.
Yes, so I read on the plane.
It's amazing.
But in this case,|it's merely stemming the tide, .
.
rather than reversing the problem.
What happens if the Goa'uld|loses the battle? Well, 30 years of research|into human DNA Until last year, I didn't even|know there were aliens.
Right.
I have felt great pain, O'Neill.
But never sickness such as this.
I do not enjoy it.
Nobody does.
I am also feeling something else.
Hey I'd be scared, too.
I do not want to become|something other than who I am.
- Just let the doctors do their job.
|- O'Neill.
You are my friend.
When there is no longer any hope, .
.
I would rather die.
- (knock at door)|- Come in.
You wanted to see me, sir? Oh, for crying out loud! Colonel O'Neill.
Hello, Maybourne.
I thought you would want to see this.
- You've got to be kidding.
|- It's an official order.
I have no choice.
Well, uh what about The president is currently unavailable.
This facility is frontline.
|Your mandate is search and retrieval.
Mine is research and development.
Teal'c has been invaluable|to your operation.
Now he may prove|equally invaluable to mine.
This organism could be|the biological weapon He saved your smarmy ass|and everyone else on this planet.
Does that count for anything|in your world? Absolutely.
And I am thrilled to get the chance|to thank him personally.
General Hammond, request permission|to beat the crap out of this man.
You son of a bitch! Sam? It had to be you! Dammit, Timothy,|Teal'c is my friend.
He's sick.
Yes, he is, and he's going to get|the very best help available on this planet.
But your facility is not equipped for|this kind of situation, and you know it.
Don't tell me you're ignorant.
|I don't wanna feel sorry for you.
Maybourne's people|can be unscrupulous, .
.
but if Teal'c is to have|any chance, it is with me, .
.
and I will do the best that I can.
- (handcuffs click shut)|- (Fraiser) I have a right to stop this.
He is not well enough to be moved.
Fortunately, .
.
I have a second opinion.
How can we just let this happen? What do you want me to do? As much as I don't trust Maybourne,|I have to admit, Timothy is the best.
And he gave me his word|he was gonna help Teal'c.
What's with the chains? Maybourne.
Of course.
(O'Neill) Oh, God! How long d'you figure he has? It's tough to say.
Depends on how strong|the larval Goa'uld is.
- We have drugs that may help.
|- That won't be necessary.
Of course it is, but You want him to change.
(agonised screams) (screaming) (banging) Notwithstanding|what happened to Teal'c, .
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there may be invaluable technology|on that planet.
Carter, there are bugs on that planet.
|Big, huge, ugly, honkin' bugs! Colonel, we just picked up an emergency|communication from the driver.
(screeches) The driver's unconscious.
(Daniel) Jack.
It's alive.
(screeches) I want as many personnel|and canine units as this base has .
.
at my disposal five minutes ago! All of whom report to me.
|I'm running this search.
This is still my responsibility.
Oh, I'm holding you responsible,|Maybourne, don't you fret! But the troops are SGC.
|I'm running the show.
You got a problem with that,|see Hammond.
I will.
(whispers) Striking an officer|is a quick way to a court martial.
I'm not gonna hit you, Maybourne.
|I'm gonna shoot you.
- All right, what the hell happened here?|- (Harlow) He just went crazy.
He was so strong.
|I've never seen anything like that.
And the larval Goa'uld? I don't know.
He must have|taken that out himself.
Why? Uh, .
.
he told me he'd rather die|than change into something else.
There has to be quicker,|less painful ways to kill yourself.
Even for a Jaffa.
I don't think that's the way|it's going to happen.
I doubt that he will die.
He depends on that Goa'uld to live.
The alien insect's venom|is affecting his physical make-up.
With every passing moment,|he is ceasing to be a a Jaffa.
The larva may be the only thing .
.
that's holding that transformation back.
So by taking the worm out,|he might be expediting this change? Why would he do that? The metamorphosis|could be altering his mind.
- It's stable.
|- I don't think it will be for long.
I just wish I knew more|about Goa'uld physiology.
The frustrating thing is, I might.
Jolinar might have left me|with some information, but I We've got samples of|the fluid from inside Teal'c's pouch.
For now, we'll just have to do our best|to synthesise the environment.
(dogs bark) There's no sign of him|inside the perimeter.
We don't have jurisdiction|if he's already gotten outside that.
We got him! They were picking up a radio|in the field and patched him in here.
- Teal'c?|- O'Neill, it is I.
Do not allow Colonel Maybourne|to follow me.
He's not going to.
Where are you? I will not say.
Come on, Teal'c.
We can help you.
It is too late.
All right, listen.
You're changing.
You don't want this to happen -|you told me you'd rather die.
Teal'c? Teal'c? (Harlow) It is possible we can still|save your friend if we can get him back.
How? I have access to several variations|of experimental RNA inhibitors, .
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which are being researched|at the moment.
Combined with the healing abilities|of the symbiote You knew this and didn't offer right away -|when it could have helped?! Maybourne was hoping Teal'c would|change, and you were gonna let him.
No, I wasn't.
Whatever you may think.
Samantha, I am offering you my help.
OK, what do you need? We have to find out|which of the drugs will work.
How? We need the alien insect's venom.
How do you know you can|trust Harlow this time? You think Maybourne put him up to this|to get a specimen of the insect.
I wouldn't put it past him.
We don't have a lot of options.
- We got nothing.
|- Must've covered 20 miles in an hour.
- Maybourne is flying in his personnel.
|- Any action on the red phone? Still indisposed.
We have kind of a|good news/bad news scenario here.
If we do find Teal'c soon,|we may have a way of saving him.
OK.
That's good news.
But someone has to go back to BP6-3Q1|and catch one of those alien insects.
- Preferably alive.
|- And that would be the bad news.
- I'll go.
|- You need someone to watch your back.
And I'll go, too.
It won't be for nothing.
We'll find Teal'c.
Pack your bug spray, kids.
(rap music) Check this dude out.
Hey, man! Where you going? Cool tattoo, man.
Where did you get that? Chulak.
Chulak? Where's that? East Side? Remove yourself from my path.
I'll remove myself when you tell me|how they do tattoos like that in Chulak.
The skin is cut with an Orak knife .
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and molten gold|is poured into the wound.
Don't that hurt when they do that? Tremendously.
That guy is cool! Ally, get outta here.
|No one wants you around.
(Stargate alarm) Thank you.
- Any word on the search?|- No.
How's the Goa'uld doing? - Not well.
|- Damned if I ever thought I'd be praying .
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for one of those things to live.
How long have they been gone? I'm about ready to send SG-3 after them.
(pigeons coo) Incoming wormhole.
It's SG-1 .
(Stargate alarm) Lock it up! Close those doors! Where is it? Where is it? There! Just winged it.
All right, all right! You got it! Not your garden-variety mosquito.
There's no word on Teal'c yet,|but Maybourne .
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put out a bulletin|to the state and local police.
We gotta find him first, sir.
Maybourne has the manpower advantage.
You really should see this, sir.
We heard noises coming from|one of the buildings.
The final stage of the metamorphosis|requires a dark place.
- That's a man!|- (Daniel) The inhabitants were human.
- Possibly from Earth.
|- Daniel was right.
But their entire civilisation|was obviously wiped out by this bug.
All those inhabitants were changed.
It's amazing.
|With all our technology, maybe more, .
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they couldn't prevent their demise|at the hands of a simple insect.
Yeah, real simple! Take a look at this, sir.
All those things came from one body?! Of course Equal-matter conversion.
It's how they reproduce.
The insect's venom actually converts the|body's mass into its own DNA material.
But a human's - or a Jaffa's - total matter .
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is far greater than one of|the insects' natural mass.
Thank you.
So Teal'c isn't going to|turn into just one of those things? No, sir.
He's going to turn into|a whole lot of those things.
(pigeons coo) - Nobody move!|- (birds scatter) Sorry.
Didn't know|the room was occupied.
What type of weapon do you possess? This? Chill, dude, it's just a water gun.
|I was just playing, see? Urgh Sorry, man.
Please don't freak on me.
Leave me.
You're not from around here, are you? Whoa! Man! If you ask me, .
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you could use|a couple more days in rehab.
No one must know that I am here.
OK.
Are you sure, though? I mean, you look worse than my dad did|after he got shot.
And he died.
You must leave.
OK.
- Wait!|- What? I must have nourishment.
Oh, man! You want my chocolate bar? I must eat.
OK.
How about we share it? Peanuts and caramel.
Pretty good, huh? Can you get more? Maybe.
What's in it for me? Peanuts and caramel.
No, dumb-ass.
I mean What do I get? I have nothing to offer you.
How about Let's say you owe me one.
Like in The Godfather.
How's that? - OK, back in a flash.
|- No one must know.
- Don't sweat it.
|- I cannot prevent it.
I meant, OK.
(moans) Will you retract that flap for me, please? - Me?|- It's perfectly sedated.
It's very tough armour our little friend has.
Quite a creation, all right.
There's the juice.
I worked out a probability model.
Absolute worst-case scenario, if the|mutation in Teal'c runs the full course.
- How bad?|- The insect can multiply exponentially.
So, every person who's stung|could turn into about ten bugs.
Now, we don't have an exact time|on the incubation, but We're guessing on the safe side.
We could have swarms in the order|of millions in six to eight weeks.
Hey.
Are you a Kimble? What is a Kimble? What planet are you from? You know,|Dr Richard Kimble - The Fugitive.
I'm asking if you're wanted by the law.
Looks like the cops|are asking about you on the street.
They must not find me.
What did you do? I have done nothing.
Innocent until proven guilty! You must leave.
Why? I am .
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dangerous.
No way.
You won't hurt me.
How can you know this? I got the sense.
My old man gave it to me.
He was a cop.
He could tell who the|bad guys were just by smelling 'em.
What is your purpose here? Got nothing better to do.
Do you not attend|an educational institution? What planet are you from?! Duh! Nobody goes to school in the summer.
|Unless you're stupid.
What of the one who gave you birth? My mom? She works all day so I can|get dinner and a place to sleep.
Listen, you're a sitting duck down here.
And ducks are bad? Uh the sitting kind are.
If you can get up, I can|show you a place to hide.
I understand.
We will.
The president has overruled|Maybourne's orders.
So if local authorities find Teal'c,|we get him back.
Yes.
But Maybourne still has|jurisdiction to continue his search.
Great.
So the race is on.
Shouldn't you really see a doctor? I must rest.
No, it's just up|it's just a bit more up there.
Almost All right, move it out! Let's go.
We're through! It's up here.
It's not a long way.
I think we've got it.
This drug is slowing the|transformation in the sample.
Now, it wouldn't cure a normal human, .
.
but Teal'c may stand a chance with the|help of his symbiote's healing abilities.
We may not have that for much longer.
(Harlow) What? It's dying.
What can we do? This is all we found.
Hello, young lady.
I'm Colonel Maybourne.
I work for the|United States of America.
The good guys.
Yeah, right! We're here on a little investigation.
Actually, we're looking for someone.
He was last seen around this building.
We think he could still be here.
Maybe you could help us.
Now, he's tall I ain't seen nobody, and even|if I did, I wouldn't tell you.
Why's that? Because I don't like the way you smell.
Colonel, from the looks of it,|we only have minutes.
Captain, is there anything|your Tok'ra memories I know, sir.
I know.
I can't just access|them at will.
Believe me, I've been trying.
It's too bad you can't zap it|with those paddles like they do on ER.
That guy that's, um What? - It couldn't be that simple.
|- Defibbing would kill it.
But we've done our best to synthesise|the environmental conditions .
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the Goa'uld larval has|inside Teal'c's pouch.
- Nutrition, temperature|- Except electrical current! And there is a small electrical charge in|all our bodies.
The Goa'uld may need that.
So all we need is|a small enough power source.
What? They're gone.
Oh, my God! (laboured breathing) What happened to you? This is, like, .
.
serious alien stuff going on here.
If you don't tell me what to do, .
.
I am gonna get the cops.
Oh, God My dad used to know|a couple of guys we can trust.
No Well, look at you.
You don't really want|this to happen, do you? (Fraiser) It's getting better.
It was so simple.
Well, I guess my work here is done.
(phone rings) Fraiser.
Yeah.
Colonel.
Hello.
Is this Colonel Jack O'Neill? It's about time! I only had to talk|to about 15 people to get to you! Do you know a big dude named Teal'c? Yeah, man.
I would hurry if I was you.
(Teal'c groans) Oh, my God! Teal'c.
I'll go get help.
Teal'c.
(weakly) O'Neill? Yeah.
It's me.
Kill me.
Uh no.
The change cannot be stopped.
I won't lie to you - .
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you don't look so great But you're gonna make it.
You're gonna be OK.
- Why can't I go with you?|- I'm sorry, you just can't.
These guys here|are gonna take care of you.
- Is Teal'c gonna be OK?|- I hope so.
Me, too.
Hey! Tell him he still owes me one.
His pouch had started to close,|but we were able to reopen it.
The Goa'uld is back where it belongs,|and it seems to be doing OK.
And Teal'c? With the help of the drug, .
.
it appears the symbiote|has stopped the metamorphosis.
We're hoping the Goa'uld is able|to reverse the damage already done.
It can't be easy, .
.
knowing the Goa'uld saved your life.
Even I'm happy he's got the snake.
This sounds like good news.
Hope so.
Maybourne has ordered the insect|specimen and related research .
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transferred to the Area 51 facility.
- I should have shot him.
|- I regret that's impossible, sir.
Why is that? As soon as Teal'c is fully recovered, .
.
the insect is going to be involved|in an unfortunate lab accident.
I'm afraid I'll have to|take full responsibility.
Teal'c! Hi! - Greetings, Ally.
|- You're OK! Thanks to you, I am feeling much better.
Ah, man, it was no sweat.
|You look way better.
I guess you can't really|tell me what happened - .
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all that top-secret|James Bond stuff, right? That is correct.
But to show my gratitude,|I have brought you a new weapon.
One with increased range and fire power.
Wicked! This is so cool! Have any time to play? Actually, we Guess we shouldn't have loaded it, huh? How else would she defend herself? How else?
(Carter) A very advanced ghost town.
The architecture may indicate|an Earth ancestry.
Aw, man! Any idea what this is? I hate to say it, sir, but it seems like|they might have a bit of a pigeon problem.
I don't see pigeons.
|There should be a lot of 'em.
Well, whatever did this|did so pretty recently.
Perhaps they suffered the same fate|as the inhabitants of this city.
Conjecture, Captain? My data's consistent with the probe, sir.
No radiation - the air's|almost 100% pollution-free.
Teal'c, it doesn't seem very likely that|the Goa'uld are responsible for this.
I mean, what with the indigenous people|of this planet being gone.
That is correct.
A Goa'uld attack would have|resulted in much more damage.
Any technology|would have been destroyed.
Wow! You guys hear that? (hum of wings) Ow! What are you gonna do? Aarrghh! - Carter, Novocaine.
|- Sir.
We'd better get outta here.
No, really(?) No Really.
Move! I'll dial! (wings hum) (Stargate alarm) - Lock it up!|- Medical team! (banging) (Hammond) What is that? Those are bugs, sir.
Big, ugly bugs! You're saying it's getting worse? I am.
Agh Easy Looks like some kind of a reaction.
Teal'c, shouldn't your|larval Goa'uld be helping? That is correct.
But it is not.
It is, in fact, getting worse.
He's suffering from the side effects|of a viral infection - fever, aches, chills.
- And his Goa'uld isn't helping?|- No.
- But that's not the worst part.
|- (O'Neill) What is? The blood sample I took .
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showed a disturbing amount of DNA|that doesn't match Teal'c's.
(both) What does that mean? Actually, I'm not sure.
To be honest, I may be|out of my league here.
General, if I may.
At the Pentagon, I had the chance|to work with Dr Timothy Harlow.
He's one of the world's top geneticists|and has full security clearance.
He'll be here before the end of the day.
(Carter) Dr Harlow! Sam! Well! How many times have I told you|to call me Timothy? Timothy.
You got here fast.
For the chance to see this,|light speed isn't fast enough! It's not a bit disappointing either.
- For a frontline setup.
|- You haven't seen the best yet.
I just wish it was under|better circumstances.
Dr Harlow has some bad news.
Subsequent analysis|of the blood sample .
.
revealed none of|the subject's matching DNA.
Uh, the subject's name is Teal'c.
And what are you talking about? The blood sample I took had only|a small percentage of alien insect DNA.
Right.
of Teal'c's blood .
.
was tested only a few hours later, .
.
there was only one type|of DNA strand present.
And it wasn't Teal'c's.
Are you saying that the foreign DNA .
.
actually transformed Teal'c's DNA|in the blood sample? DNA doesn't alter DNA.
There's probably|some sort of retrovirus present.
OK, bottom line? It appears|that the alien insect's venom .
.
is rewriting Teal'c's genetic material.
And it happened very quickly|in that blood sample.
The Goa'uld Teal'c carries is supposed to|give him powerful immune capabilities.
Yes, so I read on the plane.
It's amazing.
But in this case,|it's merely stemming the tide, .
.
rather than reversing the problem.
What happens if the Goa'uld|loses the battle? Well, 30 years of research|into human DNA Until last year, I didn't even|know there were aliens.
Right.
I have felt great pain, O'Neill.
But never sickness such as this.
I do not enjoy it.
Nobody does.
I am also feeling something else.
Hey I'd be scared, too.
I do not want to become|something other than who I am.
- Just let the doctors do their job.
|- O'Neill.
You are my friend.
When there is no longer any hope, .
.
I would rather die.
- (knock at door)|- Come in.
You wanted to see me, sir? Oh, for crying out loud! Colonel O'Neill.
Hello, Maybourne.
I thought you would want to see this.
- You've got to be kidding.
|- It's an official order.
I have no choice.
Well, uh what about The president is currently unavailable.
This facility is frontline.
|Your mandate is search and retrieval.
Mine is research and development.
Teal'c has been invaluable|to your operation.
Now he may prove|equally invaluable to mine.
This organism could be|the biological weapon He saved your smarmy ass|and everyone else on this planet.
Does that count for anything|in your world? Absolutely.
And I am thrilled to get the chance|to thank him personally.
General Hammond, request permission|to beat the crap out of this man.
You son of a bitch! Sam? It had to be you! Dammit, Timothy,|Teal'c is my friend.
He's sick.
Yes, he is, and he's going to get|the very best help available on this planet.
But your facility is not equipped for|this kind of situation, and you know it.
Don't tell me you're ignorant.
|I don't wanna feel sorry for you.
Maybourne's people|can be unscrupulous, .
.
but if Teal'c is to have|any chance, it is with me, .
.
and I will do the best that I can.
- (handcuffs click shut)|- (Fraiser) I have a right to stop this.
He is not well enough to be moved.
Fortunately, .
.
I have a second opinion.
How can we just let this happen? What do you want me to do? As much as I don't trust Maybourne,|I have to admit, Timothy is the best.
And he gave me his word|he was gonna help Teal'c.
What's with the chains? Maybourne.
Of course.
(O'Neill) Oh, God! How long d'you figure he has? It's tough to say.
Depends on how strong|the larval Goa'uld is.
- We have drugs that may help.
|- That won't be necessary.
Of course it is, but You want him to change.
(agonised screams) (screaming) (banging) Notwithstanding|what happened to Teal'c, .
.
there may be invaluable technology|on that planet.
Carter, there are bugs on that planet.
|Big, huge, ugly, honkin' bugs! Colonel, we just picked up an emergency|communication from the driver.
(screeches) The driver's unconscious.
(Daniel) Jack.
It's alive.
(screeches) I want as many personnel|and canine units as this base has .
.
at my disposal five minutes ago! All of whom report to me.
|I'm running this search.
This is still my responsibility.
Oh, I'm holding you responsible,|Maybourne, don't you fret! But the troops are SGC.
|I'm running the show.
You got a problem with that,|see Hammond.
I will.
(whispers) Striking an officer|is a quick way to a court martial.
I'm not gonna hit you, Maybourne.
|I'm gonna shoot you.
- All right, what the hell happened here?|- (Harlow) He just went crazy.
He was so strong.
|I've never seen anything like that.
And the larval Goa'uld? I don't know.
He must have|taken that out himself.
Why? Uh, .
.
he told me he'd rather die|than change into something else.
There has to be quicker,|less painful ways to kill yourself.
Even for a Jaffa.
I don't think that's the way|it's going to happen.
I doubt that he will die.
He depends on that Goa'uld to live.
The alien insect's venom|is affecting his physical make-up.
With every passing moment,|he is ceasing to be a a Jaffa.
The larva may be the only thing .
.
that's holding that transformation back.
So by taking the worm out,|he might be expediting this change? Why would he do that? The metamorphosis|could be altering his mind.
- It's stable.
|- I don't think it will be for long.
I just wish I knew more|about Goa'uld physiology.
The frustrating thing is, I might.
Jolinar might have left me|with some information, but I We've got samples of|the fluid from inside Teal'c's pouch.
For now, we'll just have to do our best|to synthesise the environment.
(dogs bark) There's no sign of him|inside the perimeter.
We don't have jurisdiction|if he's already gotten outside that.
We got him! They were picking up a radio|in the field and patched him in here.
- Teal'c?|- O'Neill, it is I.
Do not allow Colonel Maybourne|to follow me.
He's not going to.
Where are you? I will not say.
Come on, Teal'c.
We can help you.
It is too late.
All right, listen.
You're changing.
You don't want this to happen -|you told me you'd rather die.
Teal'c? Teal'c? (Harlow) It is possible we can still|save your friend if we can get him back.
How? I have access to several variations|of experimental RNA inhibitors, .
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which are being researched|at the moment.
Combined with the healing abilities|of the symbiote You knew this and didn't offer right away -|when it could have helped?! Maybourne was hoping Teal'c would|change, and you were gonna let him.
No, I wasn't.
Whatever you may think.
Samantha, I am offering you my help.
OK, what do you need? We have to find out|which of the drugs will work.
How? We need the alien insect's venom.
How do you know you can|trust Harlow this time? You think Maybourne put him up to this|to get a specimen of the insect.
I wouldn't put it past him.
We don't have a lot of options.
- We got nothing.
|- Must've covered 20 miles in an hour.
- Maybourne is flying in his personnel.
|- Any action on the red phone? Still indisposed.
We have kind of a|good news/bad news scenario here.
If we do find Teal'c soon,|we may have a way of saving him.
OK.
That's good news.
But someone has to go back to BP6-3Q1|and catch one of those alien insects.
- Preferably alive.
|- And that would be the bad news.
- I'll go.
|- You need someone to watch your back.
And I'll go, too.
It won't be for nothing.
We'll find Teal'c.
Pack your bug spray, kids.
(rap music) Check this dude out.
Hey, man! Where you going? Cool tattoo, man.
Where did you get that? Chulak.
Chulak? Where's that? East Side? Remove yourself from my path.
I'll remove myself when you tell me|how they do tattoos like that in Chulak.
The skin is cut with an Orak knife .
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and molten gold|is poured into the wound.
Don't that hurt when they do that? Tremendously.
That guy is cool! Ally, get outta here.
|No one wants you around.
(Stargate alarm) Thank you.
- Any word on the search?|- No.
How's the Goa'uld doing? - Not well.
|- Damned if I ever thought I'd be praying .
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for one of those things to live.
How long have they been gone? I'm about ready to send SG-3 after them.
(pigeons coo) Incoming wormhole.
It's SG-1 .
(Stargate alarm) Lock it up! Close those doors! Where is it? Where is it? There! Just winged it.
All right, all right! You got it! Not your garden-variety mosquito.
There's no word on Teal'c yet,|but Maybourne .
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put out a bulletin|to the state and local police.
We gotta find him first, sir.
Maybourne has the manpower advantage.
You really should see this, sir.
We heard noises coming from|one of the buildings.
The final stage of the metamorphosis|requires a dark place.
- That's a man!|- (Daniel) The inhabitants were human.
- Possibly from Earth.
|- Daniel was right.
But their entire civilisation|was obviously wiped out by this bug.
All those inhabitants were changed.
It's amazing.
|With all our technology, maybe more, .
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they couldn't prevent their demise|at the hands of a simple insect.
Yeah, real simple! Take a look at this, sir.
All those things came from one body?! Of course Equal-matter conversion.
It's how they reproduce.
The insect's venom actually converts the|body's mass into its own DNA material.
But a human's - or a Jaffa's - total matter .
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is far greater than one of|the insects' natural mass.
Thank you.
So Teal'c isn't going to|turn into just one of those things? No, sir.
He's going to turn into|a whole lot of those things.
(pigeons coo) - Nobody move!|- (birds scatter) Sorry.
Didn't know|the room was occupied.
What type of weapon do you possess? This? Chill, dude, it's just a water gun.
|I was just playing, see? Urgh Sorry, man.
Please don't freak on me.
Leave me.
You're not from around here, are you? Whoa! Man! If you ask me, .
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you could use|a couple more days in rehab.
No one must know that I am here.
OK.
Are you sure, though? I mean, you look worse than my dad did|after he got shot.
And he died.
You must leave.
OK.
- Wait!|- What? I must have nourishment.
Oh, man! You want my chocolate bar? I must eat.
OK.
How about we share it? Peanuts and caramel.
Pretty good, huh? Can you get more? Maybe.
What's in it for me? Peanuts and caramel.
No, dumb-ass.
I mean What do I get? I have nothing to offer you.
How about Let's say you owe me one.
Like in The Godfather.
How's that? - OK, back in a flash.
|- No one must know.
- Don't sweat it.
|- I cannot prevent it.
I meant, OK.
(moans) Will you retract that flap for me, please? - Me?|- It's perfectly sedated.
It's very tough armour our little friend has.
Quite a creation, all right.
There's the juice.
I worked out a probability model.
Absolute worst-case scenario, if the|mutation in Teal'c runs the full course.
- How bad?|- The insect can multiply exponentially.
So, every person who's stung|could turn into about ten bugs.
Now, we don't have an exact time|on the incubation, but We're guessing on the safe side.
We could have swarms in the order|of millions in six to eight weeks.
Hey.
Are you a Kimble? What is a Kimble? What planet are you from? You know,|Dr Richard Kimble - The Fugitive.
I'm asking if you're wanted by the law.
Looks like the cops|are asking about you on the street.
They must not find me.
What did you do? I have done nothing.
Innocent until proven guilty! You must leave.
Why? I am .
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dangerous.
No way.
You won't hurt me.
How can you know this? I got the sense.
My old man gave it to me.
He was a cop.
He could tell who the|bad guys were just by smelling 'em.
What is your purpose here? Got nothing better to do.
Do you not attend|an educational institution? What planet are you from?! Duh! Nobody goes to school in the summer.
|Unless you're stupid.
What of the one who gave you birth? My mom? She works all day so I can|get dinner and a place to sleep.
Listen, you're a sitting duck down here.
And ducks are bad? Uh the sitting kind are.
If you can get up, I can|show you a place to hide.
I understand.
We will.
The president has overruled|Maybourne's orders.
So if local authorities find Teal'c,|we get him back.
Yes.
But Maybourne still has|jurisdiction to continue his search.
Great.
So the race is on.
Shouldn't you really see a doctor? I must rest.
No, it's just up|it's just a bit more up there.
Almost All right, move it out! Let's go.
We're through! It's up here.
It's not a long way.
I think we've got it.
This drug is slowing the|transformation in the sample.
Now, it wouldn't cure a normal human, .
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but Teal'c may stand a chance with the|help of his symbiote's healing abilities.
We may not have that for much longer.
(Harlow) What? It's dying.
What can we do? This is all we found.
Hello, young lady.
I'm Colonel Maybourne.
I work for the|United States of America.
The good guys.
Yeah, right! We're here on a little investigation.
Actually, we're looking for someone.
He was last seen around this building.
We think he could still be here.
Maybe you could help us.
Now, he's tall I ain't seen nobody, and even|if I did, I wouldn't tell you.
Why's that? Because I don't like the way you smell.
Colonel, from the looks of it,|we only have minutes.
Captain, is there anything|your Tok'ra memories I know, sir.
I know.
I can't just access|them at will.
Believe me, I've been trying.
It's too bad you can't zap it|with those paddles like they do on ER.
That guy that's, um What? - It couldn't be that simple.
|- Defibbing would kill it.
But we've done our best to synthesise|the environmental conditions .
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the Goa'uld larval has|inside Teal'c's pouch.
- Nutrition, temperature|- Except electrical current! And there is a small electrical charge in|all our bodies.
The Goa'uld may need that.
So all we need is|a small enough power source.
What? They're gone.
Oh, my God! (laboured breathing) What happened to you? This is, like, .
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serious alien stuff going on here.
If you don't tell me what to do, .
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I am gonna get the cops.
Oh, God My dad used to know|a couple of guys we can trust.
No Well, look at you.
You don't really want|this to happen, do you? (Fraiser) It's getting better.
It was so simple.
Well, I guess my work here is done.
(phone rings) Fraiser.
Yeah.
Colonel.
Hello.
Is this Colonel Jack O'Neill? It's about time! I only had to talk|to about 15 people to get to you! Do you know a big dude named Teal'c? Yeah, man.
I would hurry if I was you.
(Teal'c groans) Oh, my God! Teal'c.
I'll go get help.
Teal'c.
(weakly) O'Neill? Yeah.
It's me.
Kill me.
Uh no.
The change cannot be stopped.
I won't lie to you - .
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you don't look so great But you're gonna make it.
You're gonna be OK.
- Why can't I go with you?|- I'm sorry, you just can't.
These guys here|are gonna take care of you.
- Is Teal'c gonna be OK?|- I hope so.
Me, too.
Hey! Tell him he still owes me one.
His pouch had started to close,|but we were able to reopen it.
The Goa'uld is back where it belongs,|and it seems to be doing OK.
And Teal'c? With the help of the drug, .
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it appears the symbiote|has stopped the metamorphosis.
We're hoping the Goa'uld is able|to reverse the damage already done.
It can't be easy, .
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knowing the Goa'uld saved your life.
Even I'm happy he's got the snake.
This sounds like good news.
Hope so.
Maybourne has ordered the insect|specimen and related research .
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transferred to the Area 51 facility.
- I should have shot him.
|- I regret that's impossible, sir.
Why is that? As soon as Teal'c is fully recovered, .
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the insect is going to be involved|in an unfortunate lab accident.
I'm afraid I'll have to|take full responsibility.
Teal'c! Hi! - Greetings, Ally.
|- You're OK! Thanks to you, I am feeling much better.
Ah, man, it was no sweat.
|You look way better.
I guess you can't really|tell me what happened - .
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all that top-secret|James Bond stuff, right? That is correct.
But to show my gratitude,|I have brought you a new weapon.
One with increased range and fire power.
Wicked! This is so cool! Have any time to play? Actually, we Guess we shouldn't have loaded it, huh? How else would she defend herself? How else?