Stargate SG-1 s03e19 Episode Script
New Ground
Another one.
Perhaps the ancestors used it|for astronomical calculation.
The settlement must be nearby.
(thud) - Chevron four locked.
|- Report.
Sir, we've just got our first hit|with the cold-address program.
P2X-416.
Prepare the MALP.
We must leave, Nyan.
Nyan, you'll drown! It doesn't feel like water.
What's up? Cold-dialling program made|a positive hit on P2X-416.
I wonder why.
Locals must have found the Stargate|since the computer last dialled.
See, that's what I don't understand.
- How does a computer know to do that?|- It doesn't, sir.
I created the software to redial|cartouche Stargate addresses .
.
that hadn't connected the first time.
|This is our first hit.
Oh.
Receiving MALP telemetry now.
Nyan, what is it? I don't know.
Can you, uh Can you follow him? Hello, Nyan.
Don't be afraid.
|My name is Daniel Jackson.
- Are you a mechanical life form?|- No.
I'm communicating with you|through that device.
- From where?|- From anotherplanet.
- It's a trick.
We must report this, Nyan.
|- No, not yet.
Why? Sir, request permission to visit P2X-416.
- Wait a minute.
|- Jack, they're obviously intelligent.
Judging from their clothes and tools,|they are close to our level of technology.
And has anyone seen a DHD|in this transmission? He's right.
Take a naqahdah reactor with you so you|can power up the gate and dial manually.
All right.
Mallin, I think we've found the gateway.
There is no gateway.
|That is Optrican legend.
Well then, how do you explain this? This could be very dangerous, Nyan.
Do you realise what this would mean? It would mean we were wrong|and the Optricans were right.
Nyan, is it all right if we visit you? - No.
|- Yes.
OK, we'll be with you shortly.
Try to stay close to that mechanical|device I'm speaking through.
And try to avoid that big splash that|you saw before.
It's kinda dangerous.
We will be waiting here|to welcome you, Daniel.
Mallin, come back! If you tell them, they might|kill whoever comes through! Mallin! Hello, Nyan.
You're human.
Yes.
I'm Daniel Jackson,|the person you were talking to before.
This is Major Carter,|Colonel Jack O'Neill and Teal'c.
We're from a planet called Earth.
You all right? Then the legend is true.
What legend is that? The Optricans believe humans|were brought here by aliens, .
.
who travelled through a gateway.
But during the Upheaval it was buried and they could no longer come through.
What was the Upheaval? A period of violent earthquakes|and volcanic eruptions .
.
covering most of this continent,|about 2,000 years ago.
If the Stargate's been buried for that long,|how did you know where to look for it? I was not looking for it.
I was hoping to find a primitive settlement|that was here before the Upheaval.
I was hoping to prove|the Bedrosian theory.
What's that? That human life was created on Bedrosia,|without a gateway.
- So this country is called Bedrosia?|- This continent.
And then who are the Optricans? A rival continent.
Rival, as in what? We believe we were|created on this continent.
The Optricans believe that|their holy gateway is on this continent.
Therefore we've been at war for decades.
OK.
Carter, you wanna make sure|the reactor's all hooked up, just in case? Mind if I ask how close|to the front lines we might be? A great distance.
|There's no need for concern.
Mm-hm.
(aircraft approach) O'Neill! (Nyan) Oh, no.
No! - Come.
We have to hide.
|- You said they weren't around here.
Those are not Optrican.
|They're my people - Bedrosian.
- Good guys?|- Good is not the word I would use .
.
to describe the ones that approach.
- We must run.
Now.
|- OK.
Carter, dial it up! We need five minutes|to be operational, sir.
This way.
Quickly! Screw it.
Let's go.
Come on.
Would you believe we come in peace? Got a commanding officer around here? Wow.
Tough crowd.
What happened to Nyan? I'd imagine he's savin'|his own butt right about now.
(twig snaps) (footsteps) Mallin! - You said there were aliens here.
|- Yes, sir.
- They came through the gateway.
|- No, they didn't.
It's a trick.
A contrivance.
Perhaps, but one of those aliens,|named Daniel, .
.
he talked to Nyan through that machine|that came through the circle.
The shuttlecraft will take you to my base.
We will question you|on this matter further.
Either this Nyan fired at my craft,|or another Optrican is out there.
- Either way, I want them found.
|- Yes, sir.
OK, that's a needle.
Ow! - Which of you is Daniel?|- I'm in command.
Colonel Jack O'Neill here.
I'm unfamiliar with|that Optrican designation.
We're not Optrican.
|We're from another planet.
We travelled through the Stargate.
This type of psychological warfare, .
.
simulating the Optrican gateway fallacy|to undermine our most basic beliefs, - .
.
will not work.
|- Yeah, I know that it's hard to believe.
So why not let us show you|how the Stargate works? If you're still not convinced, we'll just|take our stuff and go.
Fair enough? Erect a quarantine field.
Hey! State your purpose.
Nyan.
(growls) (shuttlecraft engine) - We have to get away from here.
|- Where are my friends? Captured.
- I will not leave my friends.
|- We can't get to them.
Rigar set up a quarantine field, and as|soon as he finds the soldier you killed You're blind! - They were starting to dig here.
|- Finish for them.
I wanna know what's in there.
I have the results from the blood analysis.
There's 98% correspondence.
|They are definitely human.
But none of them match|the Bedrosian Central Registry.
Then that proves they're Optrican.
Does it not? Say what you were thinking.
What if they're telling the truth? What if it|is a gateway and the Optricans are right? - No! It's a lie.
|- But how can you be sure? I am sure because we have not spent our|lives praying to a god who does not exist.
And many of our people have not died|fighting a meaningless war.
I won't accept that.
I've studied the book of Nefertum|word for word, cover to cover.
- It is the truth.
|- What if it's not? It is the truth.
We began here.
That device is a fabrication,|to fake the Optrican gateway myth.
- To what end?|- To sow the seeds of doubt among us.
To create dissension from within.
I will not allow our people to have|their faith attacked in such a cynical way.
What do you wanna do? We will not allow the events that|have transpired to leave this place.
Then we must find this Nyan|and the fourth Optrican.
Yes.
And we'll find out what we can|from the three we have in custody.
Then we will dispose of them.
Yes, sir.
We come here for shelter.
|We also store supplies here.
- Are you injured in addition to your eyes?|- I will be fine.
You could sit here.
Here.
It's water.
It's amazing how one discovery|can change everything.
I've been searching for proof that we were|created on this continent by Nefertum.
Nefertum? The Blue Lotus Blossom of Ra.
He's represented in our texts|by a blue lotus blossom.
But what is "Ra"?|And how do you know about Nefertum? Nefertum was an under-System Lord|to the one named Ra, .
.
with whom I did battle.
I don't understand.
Nefertum was and is|the creator of all of us.
- He created this planet and this continent.
|- Correction: .
.
Nefertum was an alien who|most likely brought you as slaves .
.
many thousands of years ago.
That is what the Optricans say.
Then they are correct.
Oh, dear Nefertum, this is blasphemy.
But if it is true,|then it could change everything.
I must show my colleagues|at the academy.
Can you be certain they will believe you? They are scientists.
They will realise|they are wrong when shown the evidence.
Your military has|the Stargate in its command.
Not the gateway.
You.
- You are the proof.
|- I will not be the proof! And I will not allow my friends|to be imprisoned as they are.
You must help me rescue them.
- Let me see.
|- Do not! You could have a serious injury.
I will be fine.
I have something to help.
- I'll bring it back with the other supplies.
|- Nyan Nyan! All right! That hurts.
Well, this day just keeps|getting better and better(!) Yeah.
(rocks crumble) - We should talk.
|- Yes.
Let us talk about your friend in the woods.
I have no friends,|in the woods or otherwise.
We're not spies.
We're peaceful explorers.
We travelled through|what you call your gateway.
Fine, the Stargate, then.
|But that's what we came through.
- All four of you?|- All three of us.
It is impossible to go to other planets,|much less through a circle of stone.
The Stargate isn't made of regular stone.
Given enough power, a wormhole forms|that allows us to travel to other worlds.
- Wormhole?|- Giant worms.
Huge.
"Wormhole" is just an expression.
|It has nothing to do with worms.
It's a tunnel through space.
How was this illusion of water|created that was described? You're right in that it is an illusion.
|It's not water.
- Then what is it?|- Magic.
An event horizon, made up of|quantum particles that form a wormhole.
An alien race, the Goa'uld, .
.
used the Stargate to transport|humans from Earth to other planets, .
.
which is how your people|came to be on Bedrosia.
My people began on Bedrosia, as did|yours.
We were all created by Nefertum.
Nefertum? Son of Sakmet? Blue Lotus Blossom?|That's who you believe created you? - Yes.
|- Well, he must have been a Goa'uld.
A what? An alien.
He must have transported|your people through the Stargate Optrican fallacy! Return them to the prison tent.
What are you doing? - You're an alien.
|- Come no further.
- Daniel said you were all human.
|- Speak of it no more.
- What are you?|- As I have said, .
.
speak of it no more.
I did not believe you would return.
You are the most important thing|that has ever happened to my planet, .
.
although I have not yet decided|if it is a good thing or bad.
I've brought something for your eyes.
It is a healing device that, among other|things, can regenerate the visual nerves.
It will help most of your sight|return within a day.
Of course, it was designed for humans,|so how you will respond I have no need for it.
|My sight will return on its own.
Because you're an alien? The others are human.
I am a Jaffa.
And I possess within me|a symbiote that accelerates healing.
Forgive me, but you do not|appear to be healing at all.
My symbiote was severely damaged|by my own staff-weapon blast.
It must first heal itself.
- How long will that take?|- It could be days.
Might it not die itself? It is possible.
And if that happens? Then I too will die.
Problem? Move! Explain.
- Explain!|- I can't.
There is a fourth! He did this! No, there isn't.
|I don't know how this man was killed.
Explain this.
What do your people|intend to do with my friends? They are evidence that everything|my people believe in is wrong.
That everything|the enemy believes is right.
And that is not an easy thing|for military minds to digest.
Then they will kill my friends, .
.
destroy the Stargate|and deny this event ever occurred.
Probably.
We must soon depart.
- To do what?|- Rescue them.
- You're still blind.
|- I will manage.
- Nyan!|- You will? I will not be part of a suicide mission.
This device only works within 30 hours.
|Do you want my help or not? You wish to use me to further your|scientific aspirations, do you not? - You are proof my theories are wrong.
|- You would be better off if I were dead.
Teal'c, I'm a scientist.
If I find evidence my theories are wrong,|it's as exciting as if they were correct.
Scientific advance in either direction|is still an advance.
You sound like Daniel Jackson.
Do what you can.
The pain is the nerve regenerating.
Only a moment.
When I was out, I went to a place|where I could see Rigar's camp.
Your friends are still there.
Rigar's men|have dug up a smaller device - .
.
that looks related to the gateway.
|- The DHD.
Perhaps circumstances|have become more favourable.
There.
There! I see a light there! Yes.
Good.
Then it works on your kind.
- But I can only see a faint light.
|- That was only the first treatment.
We'll do it as many times as necessary.
|There's no guarantee, but it should help.
- Then do it.
|- We must wait between treatments, .
.
or we will do damage rather than good.
Daniel, are you OK? Hey, Rigar, you know that|"we come in peace" business? Bite me.
You have one last chance.
I don't know how that man was killed.
|We are not Optrican spies.
Is there another of your people out there? I don't know how that man was killed.
|We are not - There is not another one of us out there!|- What's he look like? - Turn it off! You'll kill him!|- No, you will kill him.
- (door opens)|- Commander Rigar! Chevron seven locked.
|Wormhole engaged.
Ready to transmit signal, sir.
SG-1 This is General Hammond.
Come in.
I repeat: SG-1, this is|General Hammond.
Come in.
- It is a gateway.
|- This is not the gateway.
It is a trick! Rigar, sir! SG-1, please respond.
SG-1, please come in.
- Who is this?|- This is General Hammond of the SGC.
- With whom am I speaking?|- (Rigar) The one who holds yourpeople.
- I want to speak with Colonel O'Neill now.
|- You will speak with me.
Almost there.
Our objective is to free|O'Neill and the others, .
.
who will lay down cover fire|to let one of them dial the Stargate.
Getting inside the camp is a problem.
The|field is only penetrable by shuttlecraft.
An obstacle easily overcome.
My vision is improved.
Thank you, Nyan.
You may use this to defend yourself.
- I've never used a weapon before.
|- I am confident you will learn quickly.
We must depart.
Tell me How does this trick work?|ls it some sort of projection? I assure you, what you are seeing is real.
Now please let me speak|to Colonel O'Neill.
Try to pull up the MALP.
From where do you broadcast? Are you|in Optrica, or within Bedrosian borders? Once mypeople are returned,|I will be happy to discuss .
.
an exchange of information with you.
See if you can get a clear|line of sight on O'Neill.
You will send the plans for this device|and the coordinates of your position.
When you have exposed your fraud, I will|consider sparing your operatives' lives.
You will return mypeople immediately.
|Is that clear? Do we understand each other? I assure you, if you attempt|any sort of rescue, I will kill your people.
- We've lost all MALP telemetry, sir.
|- Shut it down.
Call in a transport shuttle.
I want|them moved to a more secure facility.
Put them away until it gets here.
Are you sure I should|be the one to do this? You will perform well.
I am certain.
Stun, don't kill.
Transport shuttle|will be here in a moment, sir.
I will accompany the prisoners to base.
|You will remain here to guard the ring.
(shuttlecraft) Help me! Help me! He's out there, in the forest! - Who is out there?|- The alien.
He killed the soldier|and he tried to kill me.
But I got away and I came here.
Take the shuttlecraft! Find him! Put him under guard! - Tell them to launch.
Now!|- Yes, sir.
Why haven't you launched this craft? Nyan! Hit the side button to shoot long range.
- Where's Teal'c?|- He's outside.
Daniel, dial us up.
We'll lay down cover.
- Unidentified traveller.
|- Close the iris.
I'm not receiving a GDO code, sir.
- It's SG-1 , sir.
|- Open the iris.
Go! Carter! Go! - Nyan, can you cover me?|- I will.
Teal'c! Look a little rough there, Teal'c.
We gotta go.
All right? Go! - Teal'c!|- He's coming with us, O'Neill.
(alarm) - General Hammond, he's a friend.
|- Stand down! A little help here! Well, Teal'c, all I can say is that|Junior is a resilient little guy.
Who is Junior? It is the name Colonel O'Neill|has given my symbiote.
- So how are you feeling?|- Greatly improved, thank you.
Here's some good news.
The air force|has agreed to get you refugee status.
Which means you can stay here|on Earth with us if you'd like.
What would I do here? We've got a little job for you,|Nyan, if you're interested.
I have a backlog of artefacts|from previous missions .
.
and I could really use|a research assistant.
It'd also be a great way to learn|about the history of your ancestors.
But, for now, you both need to rest.
And we'll leave you to that.
Thank you, Teal'c.
You have saved my life,|as well as the lives of my friends.
It is I who should thank you.
I wish I could have shown you|to the science community.
They would have been fascinated.
Perhaps one day the situation|on your planet will improve .
.
and you will get that opportunity.
Perhaps the ancestors used it|for astronomical calculation.
The settlement must be nearby.
(thud) - Chevron four locked.
|- Report.
Sir, we've just got our first hit|with the cold-address program.
P2X-416.
Prepare the MALP.
We must leave, Nyan.
Nyan, you'll drown! It doesn't feel like water.
What's up? Cold-dialling program made|a positive hit on P2X-416.
I wonder why.
Locals must have found the Stargate|since the computer last dialled.
See, that's what I don't understand.
- How does a computer know to do that?|- It doesn't, sir.
I created the software to redial|cartouche Stargate addresses .
.
that hadn't connected the first time.
|This is our first hit.
Oh.
Receiving MALP telemetry now.
Nyan, what is it? I don't know.
Can you, uh Can you follow him? Hello, Nyan.
Don't be afraid.
|My name is Daniel Jackson.
- Are you a mechanical life form?|- No.
I'm communicating with you|through that device.
- From where?|- From anotherplanet.
- It's a trick.
We must report this, Nyan.
|- No, not yet.
Why? Sir, request permission to visit P2X-416.
- Wait a minute.
|- Jack, they're obviously intelligent.
Judging from their clothes and tools,|they are close to our level of technology.
And has anyone seen a DHD|in this transmission? He's right.
Take a naqahdah reactor with you so you|can power up the gate and dial manually.
All right.
Mallin, I think we've found the gateway.
There is no gateway.
|That is Optrican legend.
Well then, how do you explain this? This could be very dangerous, Nyan.
Do you realise what this would mean? It would mean we were wrong|and the Optricans were right.
Nyan, is it all right if we visit you? - No.
|- Yes.
OK, we'll be with you shortly.
Try to stay close to that mechanical|device I'm speaking through.
And try to avoid that big splash that|you saw before.
It's kinda dangerous.
We will be waiting here|to welcome you, Daniel.
Mallin, come back! If you tell them, they might|kill whoever comes through! Mallin! Hello, Nyan.
You're human.
Yes.
I'm Daniel Jackson,|the person you were talking to before.
This is Major Carter,|Colonel Jack O'Neill and Teal'c.
We're from a planet called Earth.
You all right? Then the legend is true.
What legend is that? The Optricans believe humans|were brought here by aliens, .
.
who travelled through a gateway.
But during the Upheaval it was buried and they could no longer come through.
What was the Upheaval? A period of violent earthquakes|and volcanic eruptions .
.
covering most of this continent,|about 2,000 years ago.
If the Stargate's been buried for that long,|how did you know where to look for it? I was not looking for it.
I was hoping to find a primitive settlement|that was here before the Upheaval.
I was hoping to prove|the Bedrosian theory.
What's that? That human life was created on Bedrosia,|without a gateway.
- So this country is called Bedrosia?|- This continent.
And then who are the Optricans? A rival continent.
Rival, as in what? We believe we were|created on this continent.
The Optricans believe that|their holy gateway is on this continent.
Therefore we've been at war for decades.
OK.
Carter, you wanna make sure|the reactor's all hooked up, just in case? Mind if I ask how close|to the front lines we might be? A great distance.
|There's no need for concern.
Mm-hm.
(aircraft approach) O'Neill! (Nyan) Oh, no.
No! - Come.
We have to hide.
|- You said they weren't around here.
Those are not Optrican.
|They're my people - Bedrosian.
- Good guys?|- Good is not the word I would use .
.
to describe the ones that approach.
- We must run.
Now.
|- OK.
Carter, dial it up! We need five minutes|to be operational, sir.
This way.
Quickly! Screw it.
Let's go.
Come on.
Would you believe we come in peace? Got a commanding officer around here? Wow.
Tough crowd.
What happened to Nyan? I'd imagine he's savin'|his own butt right about now.
(twig snaps) (footsteps) Mallin! - You said there were aliens here.
|- Yes, sir.
- They came through the gateway.
|- No, they didn't.
It's a trick.
A contrivance.
Perhaps, but one of those aliens,|named Daniel, .
.
he talked to Nyan through that machine|that came through the circle.
The shuttlecraft will take you to my base.
We will question you|on this matter further.
Either this Nyan fired at my craft,|or another Optrican is out there.
- Either way, I want them found.
|- Yes, sir.
OK, that's a needle.
Ow! - Which of you is Daniel?|- I'm in command.
Colonel Jack O'Neill here.
I'm unfamiliar with|that Optrican designation.
We're not Optrican.
|We're from another planet.
We travelled through the Stargate.
This type of psychological warfare, .
.
simulating the Optrican gateway fallacy|to undermine our most basic beliefs, - .
.
will not work.
|- Yeah, I know that it's hard to believe.
So why not let us show you|how the Stargate works? If you're still not convinced, we'll just|take our stuff and go.
Fair enough? Erect a quarantine field.
Hey! State your purpose.
Nyan.
(growls) (shuttlecraft engine) - We have to get away from here.
|- Where are my friends? Captured.
- I will not leave my friends.
|- We can't get to them.
Rigar set up a quarantine field, and as|soon as he finds the soldier you killed You're blind! - They were starting to dig here.
|- Finish for them.
I wanna know what's in there.
I have the results from the blood analysis.
There's 98% correspondence.
|They are definitely human.
But none of them match|the Bedrosian Central Registry.
Then that proves they're Optrican.
Does it not? Say what you were thinking.
What if they're telling the truth? What if it|is a gateway and the Optricans are right? - No! It's a lie.
|- But how can you be sure? I am sure because we have not spent our|lives praying to a god who does not exist.
And many of our people have not died|fighting a meaningless war.
I won't accept that.
I've studied the book of Nefertum|word for word, cover to cover.
- It is the truth.
|- What if it's not? It is the truth.
We began here.
That device is a fabrication,|to fake the Optrican gateway myth.
- To what end?|- To sow the seeds of doubt among us.
To create dissension from within.
I will not allow our people to have|their faith attacked in such a cynical way.
What do you wanna do? We will not allow the events that|have transpired to leave this place.
Then we must find this Nyan|and the fourth Optrican.
Yes.
And we'll find out what we can|from the three we have in custody.
Then we will dispose of them.
Yes, sir.
We come here for shelter.
|We also store supplies here.
- Are you injured in addition to your eyes?|- I will be fine.
You could sit here.
Here.
It's water.
It's amazing how one discovery|can change everything.
I've been searching for proof that we were|created on this continent by Nefertum.
Nefertum? The Blue Lotus Blossom of Ra.
He's represented in our texts|by a blue lotus blossom.
But what is "Ra"?|And how do you know about Nefertum? Nefertum was an under-System Lord|to the one named Ra, .
.
with whom I did battle.
I don't understand.
Nefertum was and is|the creator of all of us.
- He created this planet and this continent.
|- Correction: .
.
Nefertum was an alien who|most likely brought you as slaves .
.
many thousands of years ago.
That is what the Optricans say.
Then they are correct.
Oh, dear Nefertum, this is blasphemy.
But if it is true,|then it could change everything.
I must show my colleagues|at the academy.
Can you be certain they will believe you? They are scientists.
They will realise|they are wrong when shown the evidence.
Your military has|the Stargate in its command.
Not the gateway.
You.
- You are the proof.
|- I will not be the proof! And I will not allow my friends|to be imprisoned as they are.
You must help me rescue them.
- Let me see.
|- Do not! You could have a serious injury.
I will be fine.
I have something to help.
- I'll bring it back with the other supplies.
|- Nyan Nyan! All right! That hurts.
Well, this day just keeps|getting better and better(!) Yeah.
(rocks crumble) - We should talk.
|- Yes.
Let us talk about your friend in the woods.
I have no friends,|in the woods or otherwise.
We're not spies.
We're peaceful explorers.
We travelled through|what you call your gateway.
Fine, the Stargate, then.
|But that's what we came through.
- All four of you?|- All three of us.
It is impossible to go to other planets,|much less through a circle of stone.
The Stargate isn't made of regular stone.
Given enough power, a wormhole forms|that allows us to travel to other worlds.
- Wormhole?|- Giant worms.
Huge.
"Wormhole" is just an expression.
|It has nothing to do with worms.
It's a tunnel through space.
How was this illusion of water|created that was described? You're right in that it is an illusion.
|It's not water.
- Then what is it?|- Magic.
An event horizon, made up of|quantum particles that form a wormhole.
An alien race, the Goa'uld, .
.
used the Stargate to transport|humans from Earth to other planets, .
.
which is how your people|came to be on Bedrosia.
My people began on Bedrosia, as did|yours.
We were all created by Nefertum.
Nefertum? Son of Sakmet? Blue Lotus Blossom?|That's who you believe created you? - Yes.
|- Well, he must have been a Goa'uld.
A what? An alien.
He must have transported|your people through the Stargate Optrican fallacy! Return them to the prison tent.
What are you doing? - You're an alien.
|- Come no further.
- Daniel said you were all human.
|- Speak of it no more.
- What are you?|- As I have said, .
.
speak of it no more.
I did not believe you would return.
You are the most important thing|that has ever happened to my planet, .
.
although I have not yet decided|if it is a good thing or bad.
I've brought something for your eyes.
It is a healing device that, among other|things, can regenerate the visual nerves.
It will help most of your sight|return within a day.
Of course, it was designed for humans,|so how you will respond I have no need for it.
|My sight will return on its own.
Because you're an alien? The others are human.
I am a Jaffa.
And I possess within me|a symbiote that accelerates healing.
Forgive me, but you do not|appear to be healing at all.
My symbiote was severely damaged|by my own staff-weapon blast.
It must first heal itself.
- How long will that take?|- It could be days.
Might it not die itself? It is possible.
And if that happens? Then I too will die.
Problem? Move! Explain.
- Explain!|- I can't.
There is a fourth! He did this! No, there isn't.
|I don't know how this man was killed.
Explain this.
What do your people|intend to do with my friends? They are evidence that everything|my people believe in is wrong.
That everything|the enemy believes is right.
And that is not an easy thing|for military minds to digest.
Then they will kill my friends, .
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destroy the Stargate|and deny this event ever occurred.
Probably.
We must soon depart.
- To do what?|- Rescue them.
- You're still blind.
|- I will manage.
- Nyan!|- You will? I will not be part of a suicide mission.
This device only works within 30 hours.
|Do you want my help or not? You wish to use me to further your|scientific aspirations, do you not? - You are proof my theories are wrong.
|- You would be better off if I were dead.
Teal'c, I'm a scientist.
If I find evidence my theories are wrong,|it's as exciting as if they were correct.
Scientific advance in either direction|is still an advance.
You sound like Daniel Jackson.
Do what you can.
The pain is the nerve regenerating.
Only a moment.
When I was out, I went to a place|where I could see Rigar's camp.
Your friends are still there.
Rigar's men|have dug up a smaller device - .
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that looks related to the gateway.
|- The DHD.
Perhaps circumstances|have become more favourable.
There.
There! I see a light there! Yes.
Good.
Then it works on your kind.
- But I can only see a faint light.
|- That was only the first treatment.
We'll do it as many times as necessary.
|There's no guarantee, but it should help.
- Then do it.
|- We must wait between treatments, .
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or we will do damage rather than good.
Daniel, are you OK? Hey, Rigar, you know that|"we come in peace" business? Bite me.
You have one last chance.
I don't know how that man was killed.
|We are not Optrican spies.
Is there another of your people out there? I don't know how that man was killed.
|We are not - There is not another one of us out there!|- What's he look like? - Turn it off! You'll kill him!|- No, you will kill him.
- (door opens)|- Commander Rigar! Chevron seven locked.
|Wormhole engaged.
Ready to transmit signal, sir.
SG-1 This is General Hammond.
Come in.
I repeat: SG-1, this is|General Hammond.
Come in.
- It is a gateway.
|- This is not the gateway.
It is a trick! Rigar, sir! SG-1, please respond.
SG-1, please come in.
- Who is this?|- This is General Hammond of the SGC.
- With whom am I speaking?|- (Rigar) The one who holds yourpeople.
- I want to speak with Colonel O'Neill now.
|- You will speak with me.
Almost there.
Our objective is to free|O'Neill and the others, .
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who will lay down cover fire|to let one of them dial the Stargate.
Getting inside the camp is a problem.
The|field is only penetrable by shuttlecraft.
An obstacle easily overcome.
My vision is improved.
Thank you, Nyan.
You may use this to defend yourself.
- I've never used a weapon before.
|- I am confident you will learn quickly.
We must depart.
Tell me How does this trick work?|ls it some sort of projection? I assure you, what you are seeing is real.
Now please let me speak|to Colonel O'Neill.
Try to pull up the MALP.
From where do you broadcast? Are you|in Optrica, or within Bedrosian borders? Once mypeople are returned,|I will be happy to discuss .
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an exchange of information with you.
See if you can get a clear|line of sight on O'Neill.
You will send the plans for this device|and the coordinates of your position.
When you have exposed your fraud, I will|consider sparing your operatives' lives.
You will return mypeople immediately.
|Is that clear? Do we understand each other? I assure you, if you attempt|any sort of rescue, I will kill your people.
- We've lost all MALP telemetry, sir.
|- Shut it down.
Call in a transport shuttle.
I want|them moved to a more secure facility.
Put them away until it gets here.
Are you sure I should|be the one to do this? You will perform well.
I am certain.
Stun, don't kill.
Transport shuttle|will be here in a moment, sir.
I will accompany the prisoners to base.
|You will remain here to guard the ring.
(shuttlecraft) Help me! Help me! He's out there, in the forest! - Who is out there?|- The alien.
He killed the soldier|and he tried to kill me.
But I got away and I came here.
Take the shuttlecraft! Find him! Put him under guard! - Tell them to launch.
Now!|- Yes, sir.
Why haven't you launched this craft? Nyan! Hit the side button to shoot long range.
- Where's Teal'c?|- He's outside.
Daniel, dial us up.
We'll lay down cover.
- Unidentified traveller.
|- Close the iris.
I'm not receiving a GDO code, sir.
- It's SG-1 , sir.
|- Open the iris.
Go! Carter! Go! - Nyan, can you cover me?|- I will.
Teal'c! Look a little rough there, Teal'c.
We gotta go.
All right? Go! - Teal'c!|- He's coming with us, O'Neill.
(alarm) - General Hammond, he's a friend.
|- Stand down! A little help here! Well, Teal'c, all I can say is that|Junior is a resilient little guy.
Who is Junior? It is the name Colonel O'Neill|has given my symbiote.
- So how are you feeling?|- Greatly improved, thank you.
Here's some good news.
The air force|has agreed to get you refugee status.
Which means you can stay here|on Earth with us if you'd like.
What would I do here? We've got a little job for you,|Nyan, if you're interested.
I have a backlog of artefacts|from previous missions .
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and I could really use|a research assistant.
It'd also be a great way to learn|about the history of your ancestors.
But, for now, you both need to rest.
And we'll leave you to that.
Thank you, Teal'c.
You have saved my life,|as well as the lives of my friends.
It is I who should thank you.
I wish I could have shown you|to the science community.
They would have been fascinated.
Perhaps one day the situation|on your planet will improve .
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and you will get that opportunity.