Stargate SG-1 s03e09 Episode Script

(O'Neill) You know that UAV|needs a swift kick in the CPU.
Its aerial camera|showed some sort of camp.
(explosions) We're drawing weapons fire.
Clearly a staff-weapon blast.
(fire continues) It's an SG team, sir.
I can't make out their unit number.
|They're pinned down.
- They are not returning fire.
|- Out of ammo? Maybe.
They're not supposed to be here at all.
SG-1 1? They were declared MIA|eight months ago on P89-534.
- What would they be doing here?|- Whoever they are, they are about to die.
Unidentified Sierra Gulf unit,|this is Sierra Gulf One.
We're on your six,|standing by to offer fire support.
Over.
Sierra Gulf unit,|your position's about to be overrun.
Over.
They're either on another frequency|or they don't have comms.
RV at the tree line.
Move.
Now.
Pull out! Cover your six! Identify yourself! - Colonel Jack O'Neill, SG-1 !|- Which quadrant? What? Get out of there! Take 'em out! (groans) Everybody OK? Headache.
Bad headache.
I thought I got shot.
So it would seem.
- Must be some kind of stun weapons.
|- Looked like MP5s to me.
Well, all I can say is Hello.
Boy, are you guys gonna get it.
Get what? From whom? - You can't talk!|- Why not? Because you're dead.
Dead? Pretending not to be dead|will just get you into more trouble.
More trouble than dead? Come on, Colonel.
You know better.
|Stop breakin' the rules.
Sorry.
Who's in charge here? Casualties don't ask questions.
Uh What rules are we talking about exactly? I said stop! We don't understand.
If we're meant to be|dead, how are you meant to kill us again? You wanna find out, four-eyes? - Four-eyes?|- Easy, big fella.
Just play dead.
Indeed.
Captain's waiting for you.
Follow me.
Anyone notice the patch? SG-X.
There is no SG-X, O'Neill.
Not under Hammond's command, no.
Hey! I said follow me.
Hey, guys.
- They are no more than children.
|- Playing some war game, it looks like.
Who do you think they are? NID?|Colonel Maybourne? I wouldn't put it past him.
SG-1 , reporting as ordered, sir! You are all casualties until 1400 hours.
Would that be daylight savings|or standard? You may not speak, except to answer|a direct question by the evaluating officer.
Is that clear? Is this the way|you behave in your quadrant, mister? I think "Colonel" is the proper way|of addressing me Captain.
No rank is above strict adherence|to the rules of engagement.
Rule 2, Article 4: unauthorised forces|shall be shot on sight.
You were unauthorised.
|And you ruined our ambush.
- Nearly half of the enemy team got away.
|- Carter, I've never been real big on regs.
- Is this familiar to you?|- No, sir.
They are familiar to me.
Kal vak Jaffa.
- You're not from D Quadrant.
|- We are not.
Then you came through the Chaapa-ai.
|This is a challenge.
The Chaapa-ai? Oy.
He meant the Stargate, sir.
Stargate.
Of course.
We've been so long without challenges.
I am sorry, Master Jaffa.
|I have revealed myself and failed.
You must execute me|for the remainder of the day.
You must execute me as well.
Master Teal'c? Might I suggest we .
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spare them this time? Very well .
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underling.
Captain, your full name and rank.
My Earth name is Captain Kyle Rogers.
|Acting Quadrant A commander, sir! Your Earth name? Orders given you|by your previous Jaffa master? To practise battle according to|the rules of engagement .
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until the return of our lord, Apophis.
Really.
When we are ready for|the final challenge, he will come.
- Don't hold your breath.
|- We will be ready.
You're training to serve Apophis|wearing SG uniforms? To know the enemy.
|Quadrant A has spared no detail.
We've studied long and hard|and know much.
- About Earth?|- Oh, yes.
Corn and cotton|are indigenous to North America.
That information|could save your life one day.
So you see, Master Teal'c,|my mistake will not happen again.
I will infiltrate the Tauri at your command.
That time has not yet come,|Captain Rogers.
So If you're pretending to be - Who were those Jaffa attacking you?|- They were led by my deputy.
Captain Nelson.
|As part of the daily exercise.
We have kept the Jaffa camp separate,|the better to practise Earth behaviour.
- Shall I have him sent for?|- No, I don't think that'll be necessary.
- Send for him.
|- Yes! Send for him.
- How else may I serve?|- We'd like our weapons back.
- The ones we came with.
|- They were stored in the armoury tent.
At the conclusion of today's war game.
- Take us to them.
|- As you wish.
Colonel, none of them|have symbiote pouches.
I noticed that.
Before Apophis requested asylum .
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only a handful of loyal Jaffa|remained in his service.
So he drafted ordinary humans? It is common among the Goa'uld|to use humans as fodder during battle.
Especially when facing defeat.
- All right.
We can handle it from here.
|- I can assist you.
Shal kek! Yes, Master.
So, Teal'c how do you know about|these rules of engagement? They are the code of battle|during a young Jaffa's training.
Spoken by Apophis himself.
Teal'c, what about these? They are intar.
Short for? Intar.
They are used for training|and only meant to stun.
They can be identified by this crystal.
|They can take the form of any weapon.
Well, I got our GDOs,|but my MP5's still missing.
As is my staff weapon.
All right, Teal'c, I want everyone|in one place - just to make sure.
Can you handle that? I can.
You two keep lookin'.
Captain Rogers.
Where are the weapons|with which we arrived? They were returned to|the armoury tent, of course.
Do you possess a vo'cume? Yes, sir.
Use it.
Yes, Master Teal'c.
What'd you tell him to do? I ordered him to use a training instrument|to assemble his men for inspection.
It may serve to emphasise our authority.
Whoa.
Warriors of Apophis, assemble and listen|to he that possesses the vo'cume.
Sir? Just a huge, honkin' Apophis, Major.
|Nothing to worry about.
The warrior before you|speaks in my name.
Heed his words.
I would be honoured if you would|inspect my warriors, Master.
Company! Ready weapons for inspection.
You do yourself proud, Captain Rogers.
Master Teal'c? This is my second-in-command - No'var.
For the games,|he leads the side of the Jaffa warriors.
His Earth name is Captain Nelson.
Most of my warriors|are engaged in battle, Master.
I will relay your words to them|after the battle.
Master Teal'c.
If I may? This is Colonel O'Neill.
|He is much loved by Apophis.
You may address the warriors.
Apophis wanted me to tell you that|you've all been doing a wonderful job.
Well done.
But he also wanted me to tell you|that the whole invasion-of-the-Tauri idea .
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has been cancelled, due to .
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rain.
Ahem! So.
The war games are officially over|as of right .
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now.
You can all go home.
Sir? It's over, Nelson.
|Go tell your buddies to quit fighting.
You speak more like a Tauri|than a warrior of Apophis.
Well, thanks.
You're not so bad yourself.
Who taught you? If you are who you say you are,|you already know the answer to that, sir.
Nelson, I am ordering you|to recall your men from the field.
Article 7, Section 3 states .
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that once the battle has commenced,|it cannot be stopped.
Well, you're obviously|referring to the old Article 7.
That's it.
That means those kids are|playing war games with real weapons.
- Colonel.
|- Go ahead, Carter.
So far all we've recovered|is one 9mm and one MP5.
Roger that.
Keep lookin'.
Quadrant A must assemble, including|those engaged in games.
Immediately! - As Captain Nelson stated, Master|- Do you wish to be punished? I will not fail your challenge|a second time, Master Teal'c.
Tell him the truth.
Warriors of Apophis, hear me.
Apophis has been slain|in battle with his enemies.
Hey! He's telling you the truth.
The battle you've been preparing for|is never gonna happen.
He's not coming back.
Is this mike on? We're trying to tell you|something important here! Apophis is a god.
And gods cannot die.
So he cannot be dead.
Any anyone who says otherwise|is either testing us or is a traitor, .
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sir.
Now we've passed your challenge.
If there's nothing else, sirs, we're|scheduled to join the games in progress.
Company, dismissed! Apophis has lived for thousands of years.
It is as if we said|the sun will never rise again.
It just might not for some of those kids|if they don't wise up.
What's going on? I'm trying to get a weapon, sir.
|I'm already late.
The games have started.
Colonel, one MP5, Teal'c's staff weapon|and two 9mms are still unaccounted for.
(horn blast) - What does that mean?|- It means my team needs reinforcements.
No.
The game is cancelled.
You can't do that.
I believe I can.
Everybody grab an intar.
It's a staff-weapon wound.
He's dead, sir.
Take cover! - Colonel! I'll draw his fire.
|- Negative! That is a real weapon.
- Apophis will protect me.
|- I said stay down! - Secure that weapon!|- Yes, sir! Have I displeased Apophis? No.
Apophis would be proud.
This is the final challenge.
What happened? The day has come, Nelson.
|It's the final challenge.
Blood has been shed.
Prepare the men.
|The challenge must begin at first light.
Yes, sir.
What's he talking about?|The final challenge? It is the day in a warrior's training|when first blood is shed, .
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and the games become real.
Oy.
Colonel? We found something.
Our weapons were all turned in|after the war games.
Roger that.
Keep 'em secure.
How's he doing? Apophis will save him.
Actually, no.
There's nothing more we|can do for him as long as we stay here.
There's probably internal injuries.
So we'll take him back with us.
- You cannot.
|- For crying out loud.
You know as well as I do that the rules|forbid entry or exit of the sector .
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before the final challenge,|wounded or not.
Right, right.
Apophis would be disappointed in me if|there were an exception made for myself.
What if I told you we were|bringing you to see Apophis personally? To show blood has been shed and your|quadrant is truly ready for his return? If we don't bring you back, he will know|you failed our challenge and never return.
- Then I must go.
|- Good.
Tell him we will make him proud.
I will.
Need a medical team! What happened, Colonel? My lord? Actually,|we just call him General Hammond.
Where is Apophis? - He's not here.
I'm sorry.
|- What have we got? Liars.
Traitors! Easy! Easy! - You will be punished.
He will avenge me!|- Who is this, sir? His name's Rogers.
|Despite appearances, he's not SGC.
He will strike you down! You will all die! Go! Let's get him to the infirmary! I'd like to debrief ASAP, Colonel.
Yes, my lord.
What's this final challenge all about? In my training, it is when|we received our actual staff weapons.
The two camps then did battle|until one side emerged victorious.
You killed each other? The Goa'uld wish only the strong|to prevail, Major Carter.
I was among the victors.
We were honoured by Apophis and I|became a member of his personal guard.
And that's what's about to happen|to those boys? As long as they don't have real|weapons to play with, I don't see how.
The only lethal weapons in the armoury|belonged to us.
The rest were intars.
The Jaffa who supervised their war|games have long ago abandoned them.
Yet they have maintained their games|until this day without fail.
- So what are you saying?|- That they're resourceful and determined.
So they might try to fulfil the challenge|whether they have lethal weapons or not.
It is possible.
If they really want to kill each other|they don't need guns to do it.
We have to go back there, sir,|and try and prevent this from happening.
General, we're indirectly|responsible for this.
They think that|we were sent through to start this.
I understand.
What we need to send back there is a|team of shrinks.
Those kids are out there.
Maybe so, Colonel, but before I send you|or anyone else into a battle zone, .
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l wanna know|what's going on on that planet.
Why don't I see|what I can get out of Rogers? Very well.
He won't eat, he won't speak -|except to call me a shol'va.
You must be doin' a good job.
There's no internal injury.
|He mustn't have taken the full blast.
Physically he'll be fine.
|Emotionally, that's another story.
- He's very angry, Colonel.
|- Where's his tray? Right here.
Good luck.
Ol' Doc Fraiser says|you haven't been eatin'.
- It's poison.
|- It's hospital food.
Of course it is.
Mmm Tuna.
Go to Sokar.
It's "go to hell", actually.
Which, by the way, is a rude thing to say|to a person offering you a sandwich.
It means the same.
You've got a point.
I will reveal nothing.
- You may begin torturing me.
|- Oh, I've already begun.
This is the infamous "tuna torture".
Last chance.
Good.
So, you and I should have a little talk|about this final-challenge thing.
We will battle to the death, .
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and Apophis will choose|the victors as his guard.
All right.
I'm gonna tell you|the absolute truth right now.
Apophis is dead.
Gods cannot die! Why do you think|he's been gone for so long? Why have all the Jaffa masters left? Apophis was on his way out|when you got drafted.
- You lie.
|- What if he told you himself? If Apophis can speak,|then he cannot be dead.
When Apophis came to us,|he had already been tortured.
Impossible.
He is a god.
The images we are about to show|you are of Apophis just before he died .
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and his body was sent to Sokar.
- Gods cannot die.
|- So you keep saying.
Have a look.
Help me.
A host.
I am .
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afraid.
(gasps) - What magic is this?|- No magic.
I was there.
As was l.
Then it is true.
It is.
What will you do to us? We're not going to do anything to you.
|We wanna help you.
You can go home.
Wherever that is.
War's over.
No, it's not.
Because tomorrow|the final challenge begins.
And many of my men will die.
For him.
- (Hammond) What's your real name, son?|- My true name is Rophiapgisy, sir.
Your Earth name is Kyle.
|Can we call you Kyle? That would be fine, sir.
|I'm used to that.
How long have you been on that planet? We were brought there five cycles ago|from a number of different worlds.
Right after we blew up Apophis's ships.
He commanded that|we worship no other god but him.
He left many Jaffa warriors with us.
|They taught us everything.
Who taught you all about Earth?|Our uniforms, weapons? Near the beginning Apophis|captured one of your SG teams - .
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and forced them to teach us.
|- SG-1 1 .
Yes.
At first that was|all they would reveal, .
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but our Jaffa masters|forced them to say things.
We listened to your speech, observed|your ways, but they did not last long.
What happened to them? One day their bodies|were put on display in the encampment.
I I do not know how they died, .
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only that they refused to tell the Jaffa|masters all that was asked of them.
Then our Jaffa masters|began to leave us one by one.
They said, to help Apophis|win a great battle.
And then we were alone.
Thank you for your cooperation, son.
May I now ask for your cooperation, sir? Go on.
As we speak, my men|are preparing for the final challenge.
I was under the impression|your weapons are non-lethal.
They are.
But before Master Gar'toc left, he showed|Captain Nelson and myself a cave.
Inside were weapons intended for|the final challenge.
Real weapons.
What are we talking about here?|Weapons-wise.
They're exactly like your own.
MP5s.
He told us it was with those we would one|day infiltrate the Tauri and destroy him.
May I request permission to be returned|to my men, sir? To tell them what I've learned|and to try and stop them? - They won't believe you.
You know that.
|- They are under my command.
Teal'c, is the vo'cume|capable of recording other images? Yes, that is correct.
Well, then, Colonel O'Neill's|already thought of the solution.
- You know where I'm going with this, sir.
|- Haven't a clue.
Well, if seeing Apophis die|was enough to convince Kyle, .
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all we have to do is show|that same image to everyone else.
- With the vo'cume device?|- Yes.
I believe O'Neill's solution|could be successful.
In a battlefield? Combining|alien technology with our own? Sir, the technical part of transferring|the data to the vo'cume I can figure out.
We've already been experimenting with|interfacing Goa'uld technology with ours.
The problem will be getting there.
We do have the intars, General.
What good will they do? We can shoot first|and ask questions later.
May I request permission|to join them, sir? They are his men, General.
And he might provide the tactical|advantage we need to pull this off.
Final-challenge scenario.
|Let's hear it one more time.
My elite SG squad|is to defend the encampment .
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from an invading force of|other SG teams, led by Captain Nelson.
The attackers have greater numbers,|the defenders, greater firepower.
- But both sides will be in SG uniforms.
|- As it would have been on Earth.
All right, once we take the encampment|we become defenders to buy Carter time.
Is everyone clear on that? Daniel? - What?|- Good.
You, stay with Carter -|who will watch you like a hawk.
- Yes, sir.
|- SG-1, you have a go.
(gunfire) - I said stay with Carter!|- I was drawing fire.
You will listen to every word I tell you|and do everything I tell you, .
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or I will shoot you myself.
Is that clear? Damn it.
Yes, sir.
Status report, Sergeant! - Captain Rogers?!|- I am back with a message from Apophis.
I have glorious news.
- Get the vacuum.
|- Vo'cume.
Carter, set it up.
|Teal'c with Carter, Daniel with me.
- Here they come.
|- I got some at nine o'clock here too.
- It is ready.
|- Good.
I'm not.
Give me a second.
- Any time, Carter.
|- Yes, sir! - What is the delay?|- You can't just combine the technologies.
I have to match the frequency|of the vo'cume before I can transmit.
O'Neill! Incoming! - Rogers! What the hell was that?|- Mortars! - What else is in that cave?|- Stingers, M60s, M72s, TOW missiles.
We need this now! What the hell was Get down! Damn it, Carter! Got it.
Warriors of Apophis,|assemble before me .
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and listen to he|that possesses the vo'cume.
The warrior before you|speaks in my name.
Heed his words.
It's a message from Apophis himself! Summoning his image in battle|is against the rules! - Hear him!|- When the challenge is over! Now, Nelson! You will listen to him now! - Before anybody else gets hurt.
|- The final challenge is to the death.
A host.
I am .
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afraid.
(gasps) He is a god.
It cannot be so.
It is so.
What will become of us? Where will we go now? Home.