Stargate SG-1 s04e05 Episode Script

Tuesday doesn't work for the president.
The High Councillor of the Tok'ra|is coming to Earth .
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to sign a treaty that outlines|our new alliance against the Goa'uld.
What could be more important than that? Keeping that treaty a secret from|the general population of our planet.
It's a tricky proposition where we're from.
The president means no disrespect,|but he has to appear before Congress .
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and there's no way to make up|an excuse to get out of that.
- Wednesday.
How's Wednesday?|- (newcomer) Wednesday will be fine.
Colonel O'Neill, Dr Jackson,|Major Graham, Captain Blasdale, .
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may I present|Supreme High Councillor Per'sus.
Please, forgive me for being late.
It's an honour to meet you.
Look out! Graham! St Stop Stop me.
Fortunately, High Councillor Per'sus|is going to recover.
What happened? - I'd like to know that.
|- The high councillor came in, .
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Martouf introduced us|and Graham went nuts.
- And he pulled a weapon?|- It seemed to be of Goa'uld origin.
Look, Martouf I do not believe you were complicit|with Major Graham's actions.
We weren't, but how can you|be sure we weren't? I cannot.
I can.
Major Graham was a Zatarc.
- A what?|- The victim of Goa'uld mind control.
A what? A mission is programmed into|the victim's subconscious, .
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then covered with a false memory.
- You knew this threat was out there?|- Freya gave her theory .
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to the High Council,|but it is only conjecture.
The technology's existence|is unconfirmed.
See, this is just the kind of|irresponsible, uncooperative bull I agree, Colonel.
Unfortunately|the High Council did not, .
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despite the fact that I documented|three incidents in the last two months.
Otherwise healthy Tok'ra operatives .
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suffered extreme behavioural episodes,|each ending in suicide.
- No red flags went up for anyone?|- This weapon has not been used before.
So the person doesn't know|what happens? No, they're unaware their minds|have been tampered with.
The instructions seem to be triggered|by a visual or auditory signal.
Obviously the high councillor|was the target.
When Major Graham was introduced|to Per'sus, the programming took over.
He would have been|unable to control his actions.
- But this is theoretical?|- It is difficult to prove without evidence.
The violent, self-destructive behaviour .
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is an integral part of the programming,|meant to ensure that result.
How does one get turned into a Zatarc? The programming only seems to require|moments of access with the victim.
Had we known any of this, we might have|been able to take a few more precautions.
We could not have taken|any more than we did.
We could have more of these|time bombs waiting to go off.
If the Goa'uld knew Major Graham would|be here to meet the high councillor They know about the summit.
Their goal was undoubtedly|to sabotage our alliance.
And the president could also be a target.
The high councillor wishes to|continue with the treaty summit.
- Oh, I don't think so.
|- In 2,000 years, .
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the Tok'ra have never|bowed to Goa'uld terrorism.
- We will not start now.
|- Either way, .
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anyone encountering the Goa'uld in the|last two months may have fallen victim.
The problem is, Zatarc programming|is almost impossible to detect.
- Not true.
|- Your method is unproven.
- It worked once before.
|- Even that is in question.
- It is all we have right now.
|- Excuse me! Do we or do we not|have a Xanax detector? Colonel.
Martouf, Anise, on behalf of the SGC,|I want to offer my sincerest apologies .
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and condolences for|the lives of the lost Tok'ra.
High Councillor Per'sus also sends|regrets for the men of the SGC.
We consider Major Graham also a victim.
All SG teams are being recalled for|screening and placed on a 24-hour watch.
I'll begin with the remaining|members of Major Graham's team.
There was obviously opportunity to|program him on a recent mission.
This way.
Major Carter? They're at it again.
I completed my autopsy|on Major Graham.
There was an unidentifiable residue, .
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but no indication he was under|any kind of chemical influence.
If they tried to cover up their work,|they did a good job.
What about the information|provided by the Tok'ra? Pretty limited to speculation.
I examined Graham before he went to|Vorash and he seemed in perfect health.
His blood work was clean,|last psych evaluation normal.
If his brain was altered, the technology|is far beyond my understanding.
- Will this Zatarc detector work?|- It's alien technology.
I don't know.
- Then we're in the hands of the Tok'ra.
|- The colonel must be happy(!) I'm not thrilled about it myself, Doctor.
Hello, Lieutenant Astor.
|Please have a seat.
Try to stay calm.
Direct your vision here.
I will ask you some questions.
Please answer as completely|and truthfully as possible.
Describe for me|your recent mission to P6Y-325.
Well, it It seemed to be a routine meet and greet.
At least, at first.
The Lasarians were|a fairly primitive people.
So it's a lie detector? It's more.
It detects|if a person is being truthful, .
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even if they are not aware they are lying.
- It reads the subconscious?|- Comparing it to the conscious memory.
It was created to verify information .
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retrieved from the torture|of captured Goa'uld.
The thing on her forehead looks|like a Tok'ra memory-recall device.
Yes, a modified version.
It is able to decipher whether|a memory being recalled is true or false.
It finds a Zatarc because the Goa'uld use|false memories to hide the programming? - That is Anise's theory, yes.
|- Can you identify the Zatarc's mission? Unfortunately, no.
|It will only tell us if a person is a Zatarc, - .
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not what he's programmed to do.
|- Hello.
(Astor) Major Graham and I got separated|from the others.
I thought we were lost.
It could mean she reiterated something|out of order.
Please repeat the last sequence.
Remember to be specific about every|detail, even your feelings at the time.
OK.
I really don't know|exactly what happened.
There wasn't much time|to stand around hypothesising.
Just after the sun went down, .
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the gliders attacked the village.
We booked for the Stargate, but|the clearing was filled with Jaffa.
SG-15 was already under fiire.
It felt like they were|comin' at us from all sides.
Don't stop! Keep movin'! Captain Blasdale radioed from behind.
He|and Sergeant Lewis were pinned down.
- Get to the gate!|- Sir! Major! - How did you feel?|- Are you kidding? I was scared out of my mind.
Are you certain you shot the Jaffa? Positive.
She is a Zatarc.
|Lieutenant Astor's mind has been altered.
You think so? What do we do? There is a procedure we could try.
- Is it safe?|- It is experimental at best.
General, need I remind you what|happened the last time we trusted this .
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woman? You are referring to|my symbiote Anise, Colonel.
I would not suggest this if I thought|there was a better alternative.
- And the worst-case scenario?|- It will damage the portion of the brain .
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affected by the Zatarc technology.
Lieutenant Astor could lose|more than just her false memory.
- How much more?|- It won't be clear until afterwards.
I hate the idea of deciding the fate of|an officer, but what choice do we have? The security of this base|and Earth cannot be compromised.
Also, when her programming is triggered,|she will become self-destructive.
Let's give Lieutenant Astor the choice.
Some choice! I have to admit, I'm a little scared.
Actually, that's not true.
I'm terrified.
I understand.
Please try to stay calm.
I swear I shot that Jaffa.
Major Graham returned with|Captain Blasdale and Sergeant Lewis.
You said you were surrounded.
|Jaffa were everywhere.
Six other SG team members|died that night, .
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yet you and your team managed to|get through the Stargate unharmed.
I thought we were just that good.
I am going to begin.
It hurts.
Stop! Please! - Stop!|- Stop the procedure.
(screams) Astor! - No!|- (gunshot) Thank you, Doctor.
Both SFs suffered serious injuries,|but they're going to be OK.
The programming must have a fail-safe|that prevents it from being tampered with.
I am sorry you have lost|another member of your team.
I hold myself accountable.
The Goa'uld are ultimately accountable.
We cannot analyse the affected area|of the victim's brain post mortem - .
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due to the self-inflicted damage.
|- Would that make a difference? I believe it would.
Yes.
There will be no summit unless|we are sure the president is safe.
We can complete|the Zatarc testing in time.
And if we find more? Greater things than the summit will be|in jeopardy, Colonel.
Proceed.
Dismissed.
Well, this is fun(!) Who's next? SG-1 .
Dumb.
Good, Colonel.
Now let's move|to your mission on PX9-757.
Drawin' a blank.
Your mission was to destroy|a new ship being built by Apophis.
- You know about that.
|- The device only works .
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if you recount your exact|memory of the events.
We realised they wouldn't come off.
Jump ahead to the part where|you went through the gate.
We were so fast, the Jaffa on|the other side didn't stand a chance.
General Hammond ordered me to follow.
|I went through the gate and to the facility.
So you were alone for some time|before you met up with the rest of SG-1? Yes.
Um I went after the naqahdah.
Don't move! - After that?|- I headed back to meet Jack and Sam.
When I realised Carter|wasn't with me, I stopped.
- Went back for her.
|- What happened next? Your ingenious armband stopped workin'.
You couldn't get|through the shield again? No.
When I woke up, I saw Colonel O'Neill,|unconscious beyond the force shield.
- I called his name and he woke up.
|- Then what? I realised that there was no way|I was gonna get through.
I told the Colonel to go without me.
- To leave you behind?|- Yes.
The timer on the C4 was counting down.
Without armbands, it was gonna be tight|getting to the Stargate - .
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before the ship's power core exploded.
|- What did Colonel O'Neill do? Sir, there's no time.
(movement ofarmour) - Couple of Jaffa came around the corner.
|- And then? - We got lucky.
|- That's it? Yeah.
The C4 explosion must have|taken out the shield generator.
Did you see that? - The force shield disappeared.
We ran.
|- Sounds easy.
Well, I wouldn't say that.
Are you sure|you're telling me everything? Oh.
I tried to go for the naqahdah.
Carter, forget that! Leave it! But Colonel O'Neill ordered me to leave it.
That's everything? Yeah.
You're not serious? What? We still don't know about|the targets involved.
In the event that we do proceed, I am|forwarding a new plan for your arrival.
Yes, sir.
Both Colonel O'Neill|and Major Carter.
I'll pass that along.
|Thank you, Mr President.
Give us a second, huh? - Sir, this has to be a mistake.
|- Tell me about it.
Can you talk to the general|about getting me retested? Us.
- What?|- Us retested.
Apparently I'm one of those|Zark things too.
I'm across the hall.
- That can't be.
|- I know.
- Although we were unconscious together.
|- Apparently.
Sir, are you worried that|it's at least possible? A little.
I do not believe Colonel O'Neill|and Major Carter are Zatarcs.
- We can't prove they aren't.
|- We must keep them isolated .
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to prevent them from being|exposed to programming triggers.
- We don't know it's the president.
|- No.
Then it means confining them indefinitely.
Until we come up with|another course of action.
The good news is that we have found|no more Zatarcs among SGC personnel.
The high councillor and his advisors|have also been tested back on Vorash.
There is no danger to the summit.
I want good news regarding|Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter.
We'll work on it.
What shall I tell the high councillor|regarding the meeting? It's on.
- (knock at door)|- Yeah? Oh.
You.
You are probably not happy to see me.
Well, if you're not here to tell me it's all|a big mistake, I might be a little glum.
I have come to apologise.
It is|sort of our fault you are a Zatarc.
Maybe a little more Anise than me.
I knew that.
I just don't know why yet.
The experiment with the armbands|was the reason you went .
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to destroy Apophis's new ship.
Hey, listen.
What if you're wrong - .
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and Carter and I aren't really|- Zatarcs? I do not believe that is possible.
Swell.
- Is there something else?|- Thank you for saving my life on Vorash.
And you saved me for a second time|during the situation with Lieutenant Astor.
No offence, but I'd have|done it for anyone.
Uh - Whatcha doin'?|- I originally came from a planet .
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where the people were not|afraid to show their affection.
- When we wanted to lama-shem|- Excuse me? - I believe you call it|- Something else.
Anise, my symbiote, is far more interested|in Dr Jackson, on an intellectual level, .
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but she would have to suffer.
Look, there are so many reasons|why this is wrong and .
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weird and - .
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wrong.
Did I mention wrong?|- Is it because I share a body with Anise? - For starters.
|- Do you not find me attractive? Oh, you're Hey.
- I could blow any minute.
|- If I were the target, .
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your Zatarc programming|would have triggered long ago.
Good point.
Is there someone else|to whom you are loyal? That's not really the point here, is it? You have been made|uncomfortable by my offer.
No! No, it's just - Well, yeah.
|- I had heard the humans of Earth .
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had many inhibitions and stigmas|surrounding intimacy.
Yes Yes, I've heard that too.
There's also the matter of timing.
I am still quite hopeful we will find|a way to help both you and Major Carter.
Then maybe you should be out|doin' that.
What do you think? Once again, I find myself|feeling the need to apologise.
Oh, no need.
We're adults.
I will learn more about your customs, so|I will not make you uncomfortable again.
Yes.
Very good idea.
Thank you.
Bye.
The president is unhappy with .
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"for the common interests|of the Tok'ra and the humans of Earth".
I'm recommending "in pursuit|of freedom for all individuals".
The high councillor|does not like to generalise.
Excuse me.
I have been reviewing|my notes on prior incidents with Zatarcs.
We are endangering|Major Carter and Colonel O'Neill - .
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by keeping them confined.
|- Why? In at least one case,|the Zatarc lost control .
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when it became evident they could|no longer achieve their objective.
- So by confining them|- They won't fulfil their programming - .
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and will self-destruct.
|- Why hasn't that happened? The triggering event hasn't occurred yet.
|However, if that passes If the high councillor meets the president.
- What if we postpone?|- That could have the same effect.
If the programmed part of their minds|thinks they can no longer fulfil the goal.
So what do we do? - Martouf.
|- How are you? - I was just writing to my dad.
|- I have sent word to him.
I am sure he will come as soon as he can.
Thank you.
- I have come to present an option to you.
|- Not what Freya tried on Lieutenant Astor.
She thinks it failed because|she stopped before the end.
- Because Astor went crazy.
|- Freya thinks the fail-safe .
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can be overcome if the procedure|is given a fair chance to work.
- What's the rush?|- Freya has seen evidence that suggests .
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if a Zatarc is prevented|from achieving their aim - .
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and if that is to target the president|- You're saying I would try and kill myself.
Yes.
Two days, right? I guess we wait and see.
Or you could|go through with the procedure.
Which could cause me to|lose my mind, just like Astor.
- Yes.
|- Or it could work .
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and I could still end up|with serious brain damage.
Yes, I know.
Not only do I not want to risk losing|what you still carry of Jolinar, but .
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l've grown quite fond|of you as well, Sam.
It's all based on assumptions, right? We don't know the president is the target.
We don't know if I'll lose my mind|because I'm stuck in here.
And we don't know for sure that you will|suffer any ill effects from the procedure.
Some choice! Come again? Bottom line is there's a chance|you could come out completely intact.
- Or not.
|- Or not.
- What's Carter say?|- Uh, I don't know.
Martouf is explaining it to her now.
What would you do? I honestly don't know.
She made a pass at me.
- Sam?|- Anise.
Freya.
One of 'em.
- Really?|- The host half.
Uh That's odd.
You're tellin' me.
|Odd timing too, don't you think? Yes.
Apparently, the snake likes you.
Really? Yep, I think these are the Jack O'Neill|moments I will probably miss the most.
- What?|- What? I understand why they wouldn't trust me.
I think it's more that they would rather|risk dying than lose who they are.
They won't harm the president, .
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but how do we stop them|harming themselves during the summit? We plan to sedate them|and put them in restraints.
Until when? It's the only way we can be absolutely|sure you won't try and hurt yourself.
- No choice?|- No.
You won't feel anything.
|It'll be like falling asleep.
- For how long?|- As long as it takes to find a treatment .
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with better odds than|the one we have available.
The president is due to arrive|in less than an hour.
Come to say your goodbyes? If there's anything you require, O'Neill - Another option.
|- There is still time to try the procedure.
You said if you could have done|a proper autopsy on Astor .
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you might have been able to solve this.
It would have provided|much more information.
- Do it.
|- What? Hey, I've done the drugged-out,|strapped-to-the-bed thing.
And if what happened|to Lieutenant Astor happens to you? Maybe it'll help Carter.
Her brain's worth a lot more than mine.
- What? He can't!|- He's on his way down now.
- Why is he doing this?|- He'd rather take the risk - .
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than be put to sleep indefinitely.
|- But If it happens, he thinks Anise can use|what she would learn to save you.
Sam.
Colonel! - You have to stop him.
|- It's his choice.
Sam, please, I have to do this.
(Stargate alarm) Incoming traveller.
Jack's going through with the procedure|and they're sedating Sam.
(Tannoy) Receiving Tok'ra IDC.
Open the iris.
Welcome to Earth.
- It's an important occasion for us all.
|- Indeed it is.
Janet Right.
I was impressed by|your revisions to the treaty.
The credit goes to Dr Jackson.
It's an inspiring document.
I only hope both parties can live up to it.
Dr Jackson? Yes.
Yes, of course.
Sir, Air Force One has just landed.
It will take 15 minutes|for the president's motorcade to arrive.
If you'll excuse me, I'll meet him|at the surface and then be back soon.
Colonel Sir, there's no time.
We may have to increase the dose.
C4's gonna go.
|You have to get outta here.
No! The machine is wrong.
You don't understand.
We lied.
We didn't even know we were lying.
Please.
If you are ready, we will begin.
Stop! Carter? What's up? Could we have a moment alone, please? Thanks.
Carter, undo this thing.
- What's goin' on?|- We're not Zatarcs.
How do you know? The machine thinks that we have|false memories, but we don't.
- We were lying.
|- I wasn't lying.
- OK, you left something out.
|- No, I didn't.
Sir, when you wouldn't leave me, .
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are you sure there wasn't|something else that you're not admitting? What are you talkin' about? Something we can't admit, given our|working relationship or military ranks? Oh.
Oh, that.
Sir, we weren't telling the whole truth, .
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and that's why the machine|thinks the memories are false.
Really? Retest him.
Mr President.
- General, nice to see you.
|- Good to see you, sir.
Major Carter was trapped|behind the force shield.
That's right.
Sir, there's no time.
(movement ofarmour) - There were sounds.
|- You did everything you could? - Yes.
|- You couldn't save her? - No.
|- But you still could have saved yourself? I guess.
- Sir|- I know, I know! What happened next? - Sir, just go!|- No! (footsteps approach) - What were you feeling?|- Like someone who was about to die.
Sir I didn't leave .
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because I'd have rather died|myself than lose Carter.
- Why?|- Because I care about her.
A lot more than I'm supposed to.
You are not a Zatarc.
Now retest me.
You are also not a Zatarc.
Thank you.
- Carter|- Sir, .
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none of this has to leave this room.
- We're OK with that?|- Yes, sir.
If they're not Zatarcs,|they're no threat to the president.
- Oh, I have some questions for him.
|- Every SGC personnel has been tested.
Even the high councillor and his guard|were tested on Vorash before they came.
Hey, what about you? You ever|been tested on that thing? I have not been in any situations .
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where I would be vulnerable|to the Goa'uld Zatarc technology.
What about Martouf? (whispers) Excuse me.
Martouf, can I talk to you outside? Supreme High Councillor Per'sus of the|Tok'ra, may I introduce the president of Look out! Hold your fire! Samantha We're all clear.
Is everyone OK? - Per'sus?|- Yes.
- Is the president all right?|- He's OK.
But I'm afraid this man isn't the president.
The real president is still waiting|for our signal in Air Force One.
- We had to be absolutely sure.
|- I see.
May that be the last time such a deception|is required by either of us.
I promise you, his death will|ultimately prove to be a noble sacrifice.