Stargate SG-1 s03e22 Episode Script
Nemesis
- Hey.
|- Hey.
- How you doin'?|- Good.
- Did you get your hair cut?|- Yeah.
Why? No reason.
- Can I see your scar?|- No.
Fraiser says it'll be about a week|before you get outta here.
It's funny, after all we've been through|these past few years, .
.
and of all things|it's my appendix that lays me out.
But it's not gonna be a week.
|I mean, I'm practically I feel fine now.
Wanna go fishin'? Actually, I wouldn't, uh Well, maybe You know, I think maybe I will|just stay here for two or three days.
Bye.
Carter! Sir.
Hi.
- How's Daniel?|- Oh, he's gonna be fine.
What are you doin'? I'm getting ready to analyse the decay|rate of naqahdah within the reactor.
It's really amazing.
|Unlike plutonium, naqahdah has Agh! - I'm on vacation.
|- Yes, sir.
- So are you.
|- I know.
It's not that I'm happy that|Daniel's in excruciating pain, .
.
but I've been looking forward to|an opportunity like this for some time.
Maybe it's just me, but I always thought|when one got some leave, .
.
one actually left.
Daniel's recuping,|Teal'c's off visiting his kids somewhere.
Personally I have a date with a lake in|Minnesota where the bass grow that big.
Really? Oh, yes! What I am describing here, Carter,|involves a very special element.
This is fun to me, sir.
Well, if playing with your reactor|sounds better than exploring the lakes .
.
and natural beauty of northern|Minnesota, there's not much I can do.
Was that an invitation, sir? Nothing wrong with that,|is there? Couple of co-workers, .
.
friends, if you will, fishing.
It'd be fun.
Wow.
I appreciate the offer, sir, really.
It sounds great.
- But I should|- No sweat.
See you in a week.
And by all means, .
.
have fun.
Colonel.
Uh Have a good time.
Land of sky-blue waters, loofahs, .
.
yah sure,|you betcha, snookums.
Mosquitoes (alarm) Home of the loon Thor? Hello? (whirring) What the hell? Damn.
I'm pretty sure it was|the Asgard transportation technology.
- For Jack's sake, let's hope you're right.
|- Depends what they want this time, sir.
True.
Send a message|through the Stargate to Teal'c.
This is General Hammond.
|Get me Major Davis at the Pentagon.
- Thor?|- Greetings, O'Neill.
Turn right, then enter the door|at the end ofthe corridor.
- O'Neill.
|- Thor! - You all right?|- I am dying.
- What happened?|- It is, as you humans say, a long story.
This have anything to do|with those bugs in the hall? I could not transport you|directly into this room.
The bugs, as you call them, .
.
are attracted to|the high-energy output of the transporter.
- What are they?|- They are the enemy of the Asgard.
This would be the enemy worse|than the Goa'uld you told me about? I am weak.
The information you will need|is contained within the stones.
- Forgive me.
|- For what? Thor? Colonel Jack O'Neill.
I have made these recordings|for you in the event that I am dead .
.
or unable to pass on|the necessary information.
Under my command,|the Biliskner was called into battle .
.
against an enemy|we have named "replicators".
During the battle, this ship|became infested by the technology.
The replicators accessed the computer, .
.
which contained information about|your planet, and plotted a course here.
The crew was transported offthe ship.
I destroyed the outbound|transporter technology .
.
to prevent the replicators|from escaping .
.
and remained, in the hopes ofstopping|the Biliskner from reaching Earth.
If you are watching this recording,|then I have failed .
.
and I have also likely|doomed you to certain death.
Teal'c, thank you for returning.
For what matter of urgency have|I been summoned, General Hammond? I think I witnessed Colonel O'Neill being|transported out of the base by the Asgard.
- For what purpose?|- We're not sure yet.
Hello? Testing, testing.
Testing! ls this thing on? - Colonel?|- Carter? - Sir, what's going on?|- Well I need a SPAS-12,|a BF-8, ten pounds ofPBX and a USAS .
.
at the base ofthe Stargate in,|oh five minutes? - That's a lot of explosive, sir.
|- May I ask why? Yeah, basically Thor's ship has been|overrun by a bunch ofnasty technobugs.
- Were the Asgard unable to defeat them?|- I guess not.
Are you saying|these bugs are technological? Yeah.
Apparently they plan to|land the ship and infest Earth.
Thor says this would not be a good thing.
What are you goin' to do? Destroy the ship.
- Where's Thor?|- Oh, he's here.
He's just not feeling|too well at the moment.
We'll be ready in ten minutes, sir.
|Thor can transport us up to help.
Thank you, Carter,|but that's not gonna happen.
Thor's out cold.
|The bugs got him pretty good.
But he did leave instructions|on how to run the toys up here.
- So can you transport us up?|- I could.
But I'm not going to.
What is your reasoning, O'Neill? Anybody who comes up|is not gettin' down.
- Well, sir, if you can't get off the ship|- Yeah.
I know.
Look, my time's almost up here.
|Have the stuffready in ten minutes.
Wish me luck.
- Colonel|- Major, it's an order and it's final.
Good luck, Jack.
Thank you, sir.
Teal'c, see that the ordnance is in place.
Major, to your knowledge,|if Colonel O'Neill is unsuccessful, .
.
can the Asgard ship be destroyed|by a surface-to-air strike? Sir, the Asgard ships have|sophisticated cloaking devices.
We've been looking for it since|the colonel disappeared.
Still nothing.
So if we can't see it, we can't target it.
The molecular transportation device has|been preprogrammed to target the area - .
.
directly in front ofyour Earth Stargate.
|- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
(O'Neill fast-forwards) O'Neill.
Enter these symbols|on the control console in front ofyou.
.
.
the targeted material will be|transported to the indicated cargo hold.
Remember, the transportation|technology emits an energy pulse .
.
strong enough to attract the replicators.
Dammit, I gave you people a direct order! General Hammond overruled you, sir.
|We have a way off the ship.
(bang) (whirring and scuttling) Grab what you can.
Let's go.
Let's move! Hey, buddy.
How you feelin'? You remember Carter, Teal'c? Why did you bring them? - Anyone?|- We believe we could be of assistance.
Now you will all die.
Actually, we don't think so.
Sir, there's|a shuttle prepping on the launch pad.
If we can transmit the coordinates to|NASA, they can be here within hours.
We also brought spacesuits|in case EVA is required.
This pod can generate an antigravity|field, making it easy to move.
- Does this ship have an airlock?|- Yes.
So we just plant some PBX,|jump ship and blow it.
What is PBX? - An explosive.
|- Just tell us the best places to plant it.
All Asgard ships are equipped|with internal dampening fields .
.
that activate in the event of an explosion.
Well, how exactly did you|expect us to destroy the ship? If I knew a fast, simple method, .
.
l would have destroyed the ship myself|before endangering your lives.
- Of course you would have.
|- The technical specifications of the ship .
.
were contained within|the recordings I made for you.
Oh, um I haven't had time to watch all the stones.
What? Stick those on there.
The Biliskner is powered by|four neutrino ion generators.
In Earth units ofmeasurement, each|engine outputs a maximum ofa billion Yeah, my eyes glossed over|right about there.
I'd better go through all these recordings.
.
.
is achieved by two rear thrusters.
Welcome back.
I wish it wasn't always|under such unusual circumstances.
- Any further word on the situation?|- No.
We've been unable to make|radio contact with SG-1 .
It's possible the Asgard cloaking device|is also blocking radio signals.
- I see you've done your homework.
|- All I do all day long .
.
is read up on the Stargate programme.
They were discovered on an isolated|planet in our home galaxy some time ago.
The creators were not present.
Most likely destroyed|by their own creation.
The replicators were brought|aboard an Asgard ship for study .
.
before the danger|could be fully comprehended.
We do that all the time.
|Kind of expected more from you guys.
Overconfidence in our technology|has been our undoing.
The entities learned from the very means|that were employed to stop them.
They have become|a plague on our galaxy .
.
that is annihilating everything in its path.
Why haven't these little|buggers landed the ship? Their odds of survival in a new|environment depend on numbers.
They are currently feeding off|the ship and replicating.
- Are you saying they're eating the ship?|- Ingesting the alloys, yes.
They will continue until they risk|compromising the integrity of the hull.
Then they will land,|in search of more raw materials.
- How intelligent are they?|- Their capacity for learning is very high.
Each entity is capable|of individual behaviour, .
.
yet they all act with a common purpose.
- What's that?|- Self-replication.
- And it appears we cannot stop them.
|- Hang on.
Thor You said they wouldn't risk|compromising the integrity of the hull.
Correct.
Can this ship withstand|an uncontrolled atmospheric re-entry? No.
The heat from the friction|would cause the ship to burn up.
Wait.
Are you telling me that with all|this advanced intergalactic technology, .
.
this ship can't withstand a little heat? In order to reflect the subspace|field of the phase generator So no.
Yes.
Then we can just crash the ship|into the atmosphere.
You will have to regain control|of the navigational computer.
Sounds like a plan.
That can only be done from the bridge.
There was a map in the recordings.
|Can we direct them from here as they go? Yes.
OK.
(whirring and scuttling) (clunk) Hear that? They are in the walls, O'Neill.
(Carter) Colonel, can you hear me? We hear ya.
You wanna go down that hall.
Why are some areas flashing? They indicate the quadrants of the ship|that the replicators have disabled.
- How do I zoom in?|- Top left symbol.
You wanna go through|that door on your left.
- Why can't I see any bugs on the screen?|- The first thing the replicators do .
.
once aboard an Asgard ship .
.
is disable the sensors|capable of detecting them.
- But I can still see the colonel and Teal'c.
|- They are detected by thermal sensors, .
.
which cannot see the replicators.
(gasps) Are you OK? I cannot use the ship's|automated medical system.
If the replicators have|tampered with it, it could kill me.
We brought medical supplies|and I have medical field training.
You cannot help me.
(O'Neill) Are we there yet? The door up ahead on your left|leads to the bridge.
(whirring and scampering) It sounds as if there are replicators inside.
Watch yourself.
Forget that! OK, new plan.
- Nothing's been damaged.
|- Good.
Sir.
Thor's not doing well.
He says that pod could put him into|a deep stasis that would preserve his life.
- So do it.
|- He won't let me.
Hey.
I understand you're not being|a particularly cooperative patient.
As long as I am conscious,|I still may be of some assistance.
Yeah.
However, if you're dead As I have said,|if you do succeed in destroying the ship, .
.
we will all die.
And as Carter has said,|we might have a way off this ship.
Wait a minute.
That's it! You said there are dampening fields|inside the ship that prevent explosions.
- What about outside the ship?|- There are shields around the ship, .
.
but they would not protect against|a weapon already inside the force field.
OK, now there was a specific engine|in the information recordings.
- It controls re-entry.
|- The deceleration drive.
Yes.
Would an explosive enhanced|with elementary naqahdah .
.
be enough to destroy|the deceleration drive? This plan could work.
Plan? What plan? The bugs will land the ship|themselves eventually.
The BF-8 might be enough firepower|to blow the deceleration drive.
Might.
If we blow it at the right time,|we alter the entry path.
The ship would accelerate|and burn up in Earth's atmosphere.
What needs to be done, then, is to place|this explosive outside of this vessel.
Someone's gonna have to go out there.
Of course they are.
What are you doing|down here, Dr Jackson? I've just been informed, sir.
|Is there anything I can do to help? General, we're going to DEFCON Three.
|The Russians have also gone on alert.
If the Asgard ship lands, the president will|tell the rest of the world what we know.
- And then?|- We hit it with everything we've got.
SG-1 is on that ship.
I have as much confidence in SG-1|as you, but they left over an hour ago.
We've had no communication since.
We have no idea what kind|of time frame we're dealing with.
Let's give them|a reasonable chance, Major.
Yes, sir.
I'll try to define|"reasonable" to the Pentagon.
(alarm) The bugs haven't overrun the airlock yet.
- Let's do it.
|- Each tank has six hours of oxygen.
Whoever goes should have plenty of time.
I will go.
- I was gonna do it.
|- There is a radiation concern, sir.
My symbiote protects me from exposure|to radiation for a long period of time.
OK.
You go.
(Carter)|The top button opens the inner door, .
.
the middle one depressurises the airlock|and the bottom one opens the outer door.
Yeah, roger that.
Can you hear me? Indeed.
You might wanna think about|hanging on tight out there.
Let's do it.
- Say something.
|- One small step for Jaffa Very nice.
(hissing) (whirring and clunking) Oh, crap.
Teal'c, how's it goin'? I am returning.
I don't suppose you could step on it,|could ya? I am moving|as quickly as possible, O'Neill.
- Carter?|- Yes, sir.
I'm working on it.
- The door will not open.
|- Yeah, hang on.
Oh, God.
His tank just blew! O'Neill! - Carter!|- I'm trying to use the transporter .
.
to beam him in, but it's not working.
The transporter array on that side|must have been knocked out by the bugs.
We can still do this.
|But Teal'c's gonna have to push off.
- What?|- The other transporters can pick him up.
But only if he's|far enough away from the ship.
Teal'c, we're gonna try|to beam you aboard.
But you have to push off from|the ship first.
Do you read? Push off.
He's taking too long.
Isn't there some|way to re-aim the transporter array? - (gasps)|- (alarm) Damn! - Carter!|- I'm trying.
Got it! Teal'c! Teal'c! (alarm) (flatline beep) Come on, come on.
Breathe! Oh, yeah.
That's followin' orders.
- Can you move?|- I can, O'Neill.
- Still no communication of any kind?|- No, sir.
And still no sign of the alien ship.
- Dr Jackson, are you OK?|- I'll be fine.
Why don't you go back to the infirmary? I|promise to notify you if there's any news.
Sir, I know there's no reason|for me to be here, but I just I feel like I should be here.
That's not totally true.
I feel like|actually I should be up there with them.
Now you know how I feel|most of the time.
According to the schematic, that was|the only one untouched by the bugs.
- Are you gonna be OK?|- I will be fine.
- What happened?|- He was dying.
I put him into stasis.
- So?|- So we wait .
.
and blow the bomb at the right time.
- Which is when?|- When we start to enter the atmosphere.
Too early and theoretically|the entry could be aborted by the bugs.
If we wait too long into the descent, the|bomb could burn off before we detonate.
Think you can fix that beam-down thing? Not without Thor's help, sir.
Better contact Hammond,|let him know what to expect.
- All right, this thing's not workin'.
|- (scuttling) Thor was correct.
We are going to die.
Come on, Teal'c, lighten up.
|We've been in these situations before.
No, sir, we haven't.
We haven't? The vessel is beginning its descent.
I have an idea.
NORAD has spotted an unidentified object|entering the atmosphere over the Pacific.
- There's no cloaking device.
|- It's on a controlled entry.
Heading for the west coast|of the United States.
Of course, this could also be a sign|they've already lost the battle.
This is General Hammond.
At this time|I recommend going to DEFCON Two.
Deploy all available assets|to intercept the alien ship.
General I'm sorry, Dr Jackson.
If that ship|makes it through the atmosphere intact, .
.
we have no choice|but to assume SG-1 failed.
We must destroy it|by whatever means necessary.
(alarm) All right, Carter.
Let's do it.
Here we go.
The Russians have spotted it|and are inquiring.
The Joint Chiefs will respond.
I'll have to call you back.
- They're gonna use it to escape.
|- Like you did from the mother ship.
- It could work.
|- It will.
They'll gate to another planet, then home.
- You had a DHD.
They don't.
|- Even disconnected, .
.
there should be enough|power to dial out once.
This is Hammond.
I want the beta gate|unpacked from storage immediately.
Yes, you heard me.
I want it unsealed|and ready as soon as humanly possible.
- Where are we goin'?|- P3X-234.
I hear it's nice there this time of year.
(scuttling) We got bugs.
O'Neill! Bandit is still on controlled entry.
|Present heading 196.
Get down! Let's go, Carter! Can we blow this thing yet? Not yet! - Carter!|- Not yet! Carter! Now! I understand that, Captain.
|What I need to know is: what do you see? Do you have a visual? Ten squadrons on intercept course.
Target's changed heading.
It's dropped|out of controlled entry.
Breaking up.
Visual confirmation.
A fireball, .
.
headed for the Pacific Ocean,|400 miles off the coast of California.
Naval recovery teams are moving in|to deal with any wreckage.
I'm sure you were right.
Commandeering|the Stargate had to be an escape.
I just hope they made it out in time.
|- Hey.
- How you doin'?|- Good.
- Did you get your hair cut?|- Yeah.
Why? No reason.
- Can I see your scar?|- No.
Fraiser says it'll be about a week|before you get outta here.
It's funny, after all we've been through|these past few years, .
.
and of all things|it's my appendix that lays me out.
But it's not gonna be a week.
|I mean, I'm practically I feel fine now.
Wanna go fishin'? Actually, I wouldn't, uh Well, maybe You know, I think maybe I will|just stay here for two or three days.
Bye.
Carter! Sir.
Hi.
- How's Daniel?|- Oh, he's gonna be fine.
What are you doin'? I'm getting ready to analyse the decay|rate of naqahdah within the reactor.
It's really amazing.
|Unlike plutonium, naqahdah has Agh! - I'm on vacation.
|- Yes, sir.
- So are you.
|- I know.
It's not that I'm happy that|Daniel's in excruciating pain, .
.
but I've been looking forward to|an opportunity like this for some time.
Maybe it's just me, but I always thought|when one got some leave, .
.
one actually left.
Daniel's recuping,|Teal'c's off visiting his kids somewhere.
Personally I have a date with a lake in|Minnesota where the bass grow that big.
Really? Oh, yes! What I am describing here, Carter,|involves a very special element.
This is fun to me, sir.
Well, if playing with your reactor|sounds better than exploring the lakes .
.
and natural beauty of northern|Minnesota, there's not much I can do.
Was that an invitation, sir? Nothing wrong with that,|is there? Couple of co-workers, .
.
friends, if you will, fishing.
It'd be fun.
Wow.
I appreciate the offer, sir, really.
It sounds great.
- But I should|- No sweat.
See you in a week.
And by all means, .
.
have fun.
Colonel.
Uh Have a good time.
Land of sky-blue waters, loofahs, .
.
yah sure,|you betcha, snookums.
Mosquitoes (alarm) Home of the loon Thor? Hello? (whirring) What the hell? Damn.
I'm pretty sure it was|the Asgard transportation technology.
- For Jack's sake, let's hope you're right.
|- Depends what they want this time, sir.
True.
Send a message|through the Stargate to Teal'c.
This is General Hammond.
|Get me Major Davis at the Pentagon.
- Thor?|- Greetings, O'Neill.
Turn right, then enter the door|at the end ofthe corridor.
- O'Neill.
|- Thor! - You all right?|- I am dying.
- What happened?|- It is, as you humans say, a long story.
This have anything to do|with those bugs in the hall? I could not transport you|directly into this room.
The bugs, as you call them, .
.
are attracted to|the high-energy output of the transporter.
- What are they?|- They are the enemy of the Asgard.
This would be the enemy worse|than the Goa'uld you told me about? I am weak.
The information you will need|is contained within the stones.
- Forgive me.
|- For what? Thor? Colonel Jack O'Neill.
I have made these recordings|for you in the event that I am dead .
.
or unable to pass on|the necessary information.
Under my command,|the Biliskner was called into battle .
.
against an enemy|we have named "replicators".
During the battle, this ship|became infested by the technology.
The replicators accessed the computer, .
.
which contained information about|your planet, and plotted a course here.
The crew was transported offthe ship.
I destroyed the outbound|transporter technology .
.
to prevent the replicators|from escaping .
.
and remained, in the hopes ofstopping|the Biliskner from reaching Earth.
If you are watching this recording,|then I have failed .
.
and I have also likely|doomed you to certain death.
Teal'c, thank you for returning.
For what matter of urgency have|I been summoned, General Hammond? I think I witnessed Colonel O'Neill being|transported out of the base by the Asgard.
- For what purpose?|- We're not sure yet.
Hello? Testing, testing.
Testing! ls this thing on? - Colonel?|- Carter? - Sir, what's going on?|- Well I need a SPAS-12,|a BF-8, ten pounds ofPBX and a USAS .
.
at the base ofthe Stargate in,|oh five minutes? - That's a lot of explosive, sir.
|- May I ask why? Yeah, basically Thor's ship has been|overrun by a bunch ofnasty technobugs.
- Were the Asgard unable to defeat them?|- I guess not.
Are you saying|these bugs are technological? Yeah.
Apparently they plan to|land the ship and infest Earth.
Thor says this would not be a good thing.
What are you goin' to do? Destroy the ship.
- Where's Thor?|- Oh, he's here.
He's just not feeling|too well at the moment.
We'll be ready in ten minutes, sir.
|Thor can transport us up to help.
Thank you, Carter,|but that's not gonna happen.
Thor's out cold.
|The bugs got him pretty good.
But he did leave instructions|on how to run the toys up here.
- So can you transport us up?|- I could.
But I'm not going to.
What is your reasoning, O'Neill? Anybody who comes up|is not gettin' down.
- Well, sir, if you can't get off the ship|- Yeah.
I know.
Look, my time's almost up here.
|Have the stuffready in ten minutes.
Wish me luck.
- Colonel|- Major, it's an order and it's final.
Good luck, Jack.
Thank you, sir.
Teal'c, see that the ordnance is in place.
Major, to your knowledge,|if Colonel O'Neill is unsuccessful, .
.
can the Asgard ship be destroyed|by a surface-to-air strike? Sir, the Asgard ships have|sophisticated cloaking devices.
We've been looking for it since|the colonel disappeared.
Still nothing.
So if we can't see it, we can't target it.
The molecular transportation device has|been preprogrammed to target the area - .
.
directly in front ofyour Earth Stargate.
|- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
(O'Neill fast-forwards) O'Neill.
Enter these symbols|on the control console in front ofyou.
.
.
the targeted material will be|transported to the indicated cargo hold.
Remember, the transportation|technology emits an energy pulse .
.
strong enough to attract the replicators.
Dammit, I gave you people a direct order! General Hammond overruled you, sir.
|We have a way off the ship.
(bang) (whirring and scuttling) Grab what you can.
Let's go.
Let's move! Hey, buddy.
How you feelin'? You remember Carter, Teal'c? Why did you bring them? - Anyone?|- We believe we could be of assistance.
Now you will all die.
Actually, we don't think so.
Sir, there's|a shuttle prepping on the launch pad.
If we can transmit the coordinates to|NASA, they can be here within hours.
We also brought spacesuits|in case EVA is required.
This pod can generate an antigravity|field, making it easy to move.
- Does this ship have an airlock?|- Yes.
So we just plant some PBX,|jump ship and blow it.
What is PBX? - An explosive.
|- Just tell us the best places to plant it.
All Asgard ships are equipped|with internal dampening fields .
.
that activate in the event of an explosion.
Well, how exactly did you|expect us to destroy the ship? If I knew a fast, simple method, .
.
l would have destroyed the ship myself|before endangering your lives.
- Of course you would have.
|- The technical specifications of the ship .
.
were contained within|the recordings I made for you.
Oh, um I haven't had time to watch all the stones.
What? Stick those on there.
The Biliskner is powered by|four neutrino ion generators.
In Earth units ofmeasurement, each|engine outputs a maximum ofa billion Yeah, my eyes glossed over|right about there.
I'd better go through all these recordings.
.
.
is achieved by two rear thrusters.
Welcome back.
I wish it wasn't always|under such unusual circumstances.
- Any further word on the situation?|- No.
We've been unable to make|radio contact with SG-1 .
It's possible the Asgard cloaking device|is also blocking radio signals.
- I see you've done your homework.
|- All I do all day long .
.
is read up on the Stargate programme.
They were discovered on an isolated|planet in our home galaxy some time ago.
The creators were not present.
Most likely destroyed|by their own creation.
The replicators were brought|aboard an Asgard ship for study .
.
before the danger|could be fully comprehended.
We do that all the time.
|Kind of expected more from you guys.
Overconfidence in our technology|has been our undoing.
The entities learned from the very means|that were employed to stop them.
They have become|a plague on our galaxy .
.
that is annihilating everything in its path.
Why haven't these little|buggers landed the ship? Their odds of survival in a new|environment depend on numbers.
They are currently feeding off|the ship and replicating.
- Are you saying they're eating the ship?|- Ingesting the alloys, yes.
They will continue until they risk|compromising the integrity of the hull.
Then they will land,|in search of more raw materials.
- How intelligent are they?|- Their capacity for learning is very high.
Each entity is capable|of individual behaviour, .
.
yet they all act with a common purpose.
- What's that?|- Self-replication.
- And it appears we cannot stop them.
|- Hang on.
Thor You said they wouldn't risk|compromising the integrity of the hull.
Correct.
Can this ship withstand|an uncontrolled atmospheric re-entry? No.
The heat from the friction|would cause the ship to burn up.
Wait.
Are you telling me that with all|this advanced intergalactic technology, .
.
this ship can't withstand a little heat? In order to reflect the subspace|field of the phase generator So no.
Yes.
Then we can just crash the ship|into the atmosphere.
You will have to regain control|of the navigational computer.
Sounds like a plan.
That can only be done from the bridge.
There was a map in the recordings.
|Can we direct them from here as they go? Yes.
OK.
(whirring and scuttling) (clunk) Hear that? They are in the walls, O'Neill.
(Carter) Colonel, can you hear me? We hear ya.
You wanna go down that hall.
Why are some areas flashing? They indicate the quadrants of the ship|that the replicators have disabled.
- How do I zoom in?|- Top left symbol.
You wanna go through|that door on your left.
- Why can't I see any bugs on the screen?|- The first thing the replicators do .
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once aboard an Asgard ship .
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is disable the sensors|capable of detecting them.
- But I can still see the colonel and Teal'c.
|- They are detected by thermal sensors, .
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which cannot see the replicators.
(gasps) Are you OK? I cannot use the ship's|automated medical system.
If the replicators have|tampered with it, it could kill me.
We brought medical supplies|and I have medical field training.
You cannot help me.
(O'Neill) Are we there yet? The door up ahead on your left|leads to the bridge.
(whirring and scampering) It sounds as if there are replicators inside.
Watch yourself.
Forget that! OK, new plan.
- Nothing's been damaged.
|- Good.
Sir.
Thor's not doing well.
He says that pod could put him into|a deep stasis that would preserve his life.
- So do it.
|- He won't let me.
Hey.
I understand you're not being|a particularly cooperative patient.
As long as I am conscious,|I still may be of some assistance.
Yeah.
However, if you're dead As I have said,|if you do succeed in destroying the ship, .
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we will all die.
And as Carter has said,|we might have a way off this ship.
Wait a minute.
That's it! You said there are dampening fields|inside the ship that prevent explosions.
- What about outside the ship?|- There are shields around the ship, .
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but they would not protect against|a weapon already inside the force field.
OK, now there was a specific engine|in the information recordings.
- It controls re-entry.
|- The deceleration drive.
Yes.
Would an explosive enhanced|with elementary naqahdah .
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be enough to destroy|the deceleration drive? This plan could work.
Plan? What plan? The bugs will land the ship|themselves eventually.
The BF-8 might be enough firepower|to blow the deceleration drive.
Might.
If we blow it at the right time,|we alter the entry path.
The ship would accelerate|and burn up in Earth's atmosphere.
What needs to be done, then, is to place|this explosive outside of this vessel.
Someone's gonna have to go out there.
Of course they are.
What are you doing|down here, Dr Jackson? I've just been informed, sir.
|Is there anything I can do to help? General, we're going to DEFCON Three.
|The Russians have also gone on alert.
If the Asgard ship lands, the president will|tell the rest of the world what we know.
- And then?|- We hit it with everything we've got.
SG-1 is on that ship.
I have as much confidence in SG-1|as you, but they left over an hour ago.
We've had no communication since.
We have no idea what kind|of time frame we're dealing with.
Let's give them|a reasonable chance, Major.
Yes, sir.
I'll try to define|"reasonable" to the Pentagon.
(alarm) The bugs haven't overrun the airlock yet.
- Let's do it.
|- Each tank has six hours of oxygen.
Whoever goes should have plenty of time.
I will go.
- I was gonna do it.
|- There is a radiation concern, sir.
My symbiote protects me from exposure|to radiation for a long period of time.
OK.
You go.
(Carter)|The top button opens the inner door, .
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the middle one depressurises the airlock|and the bottom one opens the outer door.
Yeah, roger that.
Can you hear me? Indeed.
You might wanna think about|hanging on tight out there.
Let's do it.
- Say something.
|- One small step for Jaffa Very nice.
(hissing) (whirring and clunking) Oh, crap.
Teal'c, how's it goin'? I am returning.
I don't suppose you could step on it,|could ya? I am moving|as quickly as possible, O'Neill.
- Carter?|- Yes, sir.
I'm working on it.
- The door will not open.
|- Yeah, hang on.
Oh, God.
His tank just blew! O'Neill! - Carter!|- I'm trying to use the transporter .
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to beam him in, but it's not working.
The transporter array on that side|must have been knocked out by the bugs.
We can still do this.
|But Teal'c's gonna have to push off.
- What?|- The other transporters can pick him up.
But only if he's|far enough away from the ship.
Teal'c, we're gonna try|to beam you aboard.
But you have to push off from|the ship first.
Do you read? Push off.
He's taking too long.
Isn't there some|way to re-aim the transporter array? - (gasps)|- (alarm) Damn! - Carter!|- I'm trying.
Got it! Teal'c! Teal'c! (alarm) (flatline beep) Come on, come on.
Breathe! Oh, yeah.
That's followin' orders.
- Can you move?|- I can, O'Neill.
- Still no communication of any kind?|- No, sir.
And still no sign of the alien ship.
- Dr Jackson, are you OK?|- I'll be fine.
Why don't you go back to the infirmary? I|promise to notify you if there's any news.
Sir, I know there's no reason|for me to be here, but I just I feel like I should be here.
That's not totally true.
I feel like|actually I should be up there with them.
Now you know how I feel|most of the time.
According to the schematic, that was|the only one untouched by the bugs.
- Are you gonna be OK?|- I will be fine.
- What happened?|- He was dying.
I put him into stasis.
- So?|- So we wait .
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and blow the bomb at the right time.
- Which is when?|- When we start to enter the atmosphere.
Too early and theoretically|the entry could be aborted by the bugs.
If we wait too long into the descent, the|bomb could burn off before we detonate.
Think you can fix that beam-down thing? Not without Thor's help, sir.
Better contact Hammond,|let him know what to expect.
- All right, this thing's not workin'.
|- (scuttling) Thor was correct.
We are going to die.
Come on, Teal'c, lighten up.
|We've been in these situations before.
No, sir, we haven't.
We haven't? The vessel is beginning its descent.
I have an idea.
NORAD has spotted an unidentified object|entering the atmosphere over the Pacific.
- There's no cloaking device.
|- It's on a controlled entry.
Heading for the west coast|of the United States.
Of course, this could also be a sign|they've already lost the battle.
This is General Hammond.
At this time|I recommend going to DEFCON Two.
Deploy all available assets|to intercept the alien ship.
General I'm sorry, Dr Jackson.
If that ship|makes it through the atmosphere intact, .
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we have no choice|but to assume SG-1 failed.
We must destroy it|by whatever means necessary.
(alarm) All right, Carter.
Let's do it.
Here we go.
The Russians have spotted it|and are inquiring.
The Joint Chiefs will respond.
I'll have to call you back.
- They're gonna use it to escape.
|- Like you did from the mother ship.
- It could work.
|- It will.
They'll gate to another planet, then home.
- You had a DHD.
They don't.
|- Even disconnected, .
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there should be enough|power to dial out once.
This is Hammond.
I want the beta gate|unpacked from storage immediately.
Yes, you heard me.
I want it unsealed|and ready as soon as humanly possible.
- Where are we goin'?|- P3X-234.
I hear it's nice there this time of year.
(scuttling) We got bugs.
O'Neill! Bandit is still on controlled entry.
|Present heading 196.
Get down! Let's go, Carter! Can we blow this thing yet? Not yet! - Carter!|- Not yet! Carter! Now! I understand that, Captain.
|What I need to know is: what do you see? Do you have a visual? Ten squadrons on intercept course.
Target's changed heading.
It's dropped|out of controlled entry.
Breaking up.
Visual confirmation.
A fireball, .
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headed for the Pacific Ocean,|400 miles off the coast of California.
Naval recovery teams are moving in|to deal with any wreckage.
I'm sure you were right.
Commandeering|the Stargate had to be an escape.
I just hope they made it out in time.