Stargate SG-1 s04e18 Episode Script

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|- Barber.
When you get there,|give this to Daniel, will ya? - Sir?|- We had a bet.
I lost.
What'd you bet on? Sports related.
Just give it to him.
He'll know.
Yes, sir.
- What sport?|- Hm? - What sport did you bet on?|- Curling.
- Daniel bet on curling.
|- Oh, yes.
His team won the big bonspiel.
OK.
You don't wanna tell me, that's fine.
Good.
Have fun.
Chevron four encoded.
Chevron five encoded.
So, sir, are you sure you'd rather take|a weekend off than see this place? Oh, you know, I get that way|when I work my ass off.
I figured you might want|some time off yourself.
Oh, I do, but Daniel says if all the That was the bet? Whether or not I'd go?|Don't you have anything better to do? Chevron seven locked.
Barber! Oh, my God.
- Jack! You have got to see this place.
|- Daniel, there's been an incident.
I know.
But this is really important.
|There is this most amazing light Barber's dead.
What? Come on.
Did Lieutenant Barber show signs|of depression on the mission? The opposite.
He was fine.
- How long had he been back?|- He hadn't been Earthside for 48 hours.
- What was he doing?|- Awaiting a translation I was helping with.
If you're asking if he was suicidal,|he wasn't.
He was fine.
He was He was better than fine.
Didn't anybody|talk to him or, like, notice anything? - Nothing.
|- We were all taken by surprise.
So am l.
I don't even know what to say.
We'll investigate what may have|compelled him to do what he did, .
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but in my experience|these questions often go unanswered.
Yes, sir.
Dr Jackson, could you tell us more about|this Goa'uld palace you were studying? Dr Jackson? Yes, uh Sorry um Were there any signs|of recent Goa'uld activity? No.
No one had been there for centuries, .
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but, uh there was this room|where there was this pedestal.
It projected this light matrix hologram|on the ceiling.
It was absolutely stunning.
- Any idea as to its purpose?|- Ideas, yes, but, uh I was hoping this might tell me more.
It's kinda like a Goa'uld|hand-held computer.
It displays a Goa'uld dialect|I've never seen before.
There were similar writings in the palace.
I'm thinking, or hoping - crossing my|fingers, actually - that they're instructions.
I would be happy to assist with|the translation, Daniel Jackson.
Thank you.
I was counting on that.
Hey.
- What you watchin'?|- A digital recording.
I am endeavouring to translate the|writings of which Daniel Jackson spoke.
How goes the endeavouring? Upon a second viewing, I have|discovered a figure in the background.
It does not appear to be|one of our personnel.
He never mentioned anyone else.
What is wrong with this thing? - This thing isn't working.
|- Did you check the battery? - I need to go back to the planet.
|- Hammond suggested we go tomorrow.
This isn't working and|tomorrow isn't good enough.
Yes, it is.
- I'm gonna talk to Hammond.
|- Hey! - (Hammond) Have you slept at all?|- I fail to see what that has to do with it.
SG-1 has been hard at it for weeks.
I'm not sending you anywhere|until you've had a night's sleep.
- I'm fine.
|- You're exhausted, Doctor.
I admit I have been pushing myself a bit.
But this device could hold the key|to everything about that entire place.
- I can't make any progress on it here.
|- You're leaving tomorrow.
- One day isn't going to make a difference.
|- I'm telling you it is! Thank you for your time, sir It is beyond my comprehension|how anybody who has so much power - .
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can miss the point entirely!|- Knock it off! It's all right, Colonel.
This letter is to Lieutenant Barber's family|saying he died in the service of country.
I've spent the last two hours on it.
I can't tell them anything|about how he died, .
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or anything about the work he did here.
|Only that he's gone.
- Do you get the point?|- Yes, sir.
He does.
Get him out of here.
What's the delay? - Daniel hasn't reported in yet, sir.
|- What? I just called him.
I think he picked up,|but now I get a busy signal.
Yesterday he wanted|to leave immediately.
- Maybe I should give him a wake-up call.
|- Sounds to me like he could use one.
Daniel? Daniel.
What are you doin' out here? None of it means anything.
Um Daniel, why don't you come inside here? I tried.
It just goes away.
OK.
Well, we'll, uh We'll get it back.
You can't get it back.
Whatever's wrong, we'll we'll fix it.
You don't even know|what I'm talking about.
No No, I don't.
But come inside.
Jack? Yeah.
The PET scan shows that his|neurological activity is slowing.
Neurotransmitters relay|messages in the body.
Too many or too few can result in anxiety,|depression, or a number of disorders.
Does this have anything to do|with Barber's thing? With the other members of SG-5 reporting|identical symptoms, it's almost certain.
The good news is that it doesn't|appear to be due to a contagion.
Well, if it's not a disease, what? I don't know.
Such a drastic shift in levels|is generally drug induced, .
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but their systems are|void of foreign substances.
Not to mention that preliminary|MALP readings of P4X-347 .
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have ruled out the usual suspects:|air, radiation So if we retrace SG-5's tracks,|we may come up with something.
- I'm afraid, Colonel, until we get a grasp|- General, we saw the shadow on video.
Something or someone|is affecting these guys.
More than that, sir.
If their brain function continues to fail,|they face a worst-case scenario.
So we go in MOPP 2.
We bring back|samples of the usual suspects.
You've made your case, Colonel.
|Watch your step.
Thank you, sir.
(O'Neill) I see why Daniel|was so hot on this place.
Indeed.
- What you got?|- The air's fine, as the MALP indicated.
Whatever affected Daniel and SG-5,|they didn't breathe it in.
OK.
Watch your step.
It's just a kid.
|Obviously scared to death of us.
I believe this is the room of light|of which Daniel Jackson has spoken.
Really? Carter, what are we lookin' at here? Uh It's not giving off any detectable radiation|other than visible light.
I think it's just decorative.
Safe? It is most difficult to believe|that something so beautiful .
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could be dangerous, O'Neill.
No.
We'll come back to it.
Let's go.
Hey! Let's go.
Right.
Sorry, sir.
Sir, I'd like to perform|a full spectrum analysis on that light.
Later.
There might be a link between the light|and what's happening to Daniel.
I thought you said it wasn't dangerous.
I'm sure it isn't, sir.
It's just that l Hi.
I'm Jack.
And you are? Nice digs.
Kinda remind me of my first apartment.
How are the people upstairs? Loran.
I'm sorry.
|I don't know what "Ioran" means.
- It's me.
|- Hi, Loran.
- Jack.
|- Yeah.
- Anyone else live here with you?|- Mother and Father.
Can you take me to 'em?|I'd like to talk to 'em.
No.
- They're not here.
|- Not in this place? So you're here alone? Yes.
Well, Loran Some of my people|came here a few days ago.
- I was hiding.
|- You hide very well .
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because they didn't|even know you were here.
The thing is, when they came home,|they all got very sick.
We'd like to figure out why.
Do you know? OK.
Well, we're going to have to|look around a little more.
You should come along.
(Carter) Colonel!|General Hammond is on the radio.
All right.
Go ahead.
I'll be there.
Come on.
This is Hammond.
Come in, Colonel.
Where is he? He'sjust sending his voice over the radio,|this thing here.
We read you, General.
- I see you've made a friend, Colonel.
|- Yes, sir.
Loran.
General Hammond.
- He can see me?|- Yes, I can, son.
Hi.
We haven't found anything yet.
|We've only had a few minutes.
It's been well over an hour, Colonel.
That can't be.
Jack, I have some bad news.
|All of SG-5 are dead.
Oh, no.
- What of the condition of Daniel Jackson?|- Dr Fraiser's doing everything she can, .
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but I'm afraid he's|fallen into a deep coma.
We don't know|how much time he has left.
- Here are your samples.
|- Get the boy's? It's in there.
Get this off to the lab.
- How's he doin'?|- I'm afraid his condition is unchanged.
OK.
So how long ago|was this image recorded? That's my home.
Before we came here.
- Your parents came from another world.
|- Yeah.
They were explorers.
Kinda like you, I guess.
|Till they came here, and then What were we looking for? If you cannot explain|our friend's illness, .
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we must search for clues as to its cause.
Well, none of your friends were in here.
Hey, uh I want to show you something.
This was a present from my father|on my birthday.
No, it's not real.
Children of the Tauri also enjoy|colourful weapons with no function.
It's fun.
I see.
On my home world, we do not celebrate|the anniversary of one's birth.
- No presents?|- It is a day like any other.
- How do you know how old you are?|- I am 101 years of age.
Uh You don't look that old.
So I've been told.
- So when do you turn 102?|- In 47 days.
Keep it.
- It's a birthday present.
|- I cannot.
Well, in 47 days you'll be gone.
Right? So keep it.
Colonel, are you all right? What kind of dumb-ass question is that?|My friend is laying here on his deathbed.
I'm fine.
- We're working on the problem, sir.
|- I don't want excuses! Colonel O'Neill, if you don't calm down|I will have you removed.
Is that clear? I'm fine.
Sir, I'd like to recheck|your dopamine levels.
- It's happenin' to me, isn't it?|- Let me find out.
Please.
Whatever does this accelerates|neural activity in the brain .
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and causes a dopamine-like|effect in the body.
- Kinda like drugs.
|- As long as you're on the planet.
On your return, neural activity falls and|depression starts.
Blood work confirms it.
- Does the boy carry any immunity?|- No.
His blood work came back the same.
He won't be able to leave the planet|without withdrawal symptoms.
Colonel O'Neill was only there|just over an hour.
Yes, sir.
This addiction|appears to be almost instantaneous.
Are you saying I'm addicted to that place? The intensity of your mood swing seems|proportional to time spent on the planet.
Hopefully your exposure wasn't long|enough for you to get as bad as Daniel.
Great.
All those years of "just sayin' no".
I tried to recall Major Carter or Teal'c.
They haven't responded and|I can't risk sending another team.
(beeping) - What's that?|- His EEG is sporadic.
This happened to the members|of SG-5 before they died.
Sir, you have to take him|back to the planet.
Once there, you must send me|his vital signs (rapid beeping) (flatline beep) He's coding.
No time to resuscitate.
Let's go! Daniel.
Daniel.
Come on, Daniel.
Let's go.
Come on! Carter! Teal'c! - Where are my friends?|- With the light.
- Get 'em for me, will ya?|- They won't come.
Well, try! (groans) - I'm not allowed to go in there.
|- For God's sake Carter! Carter, wake up! - You're back, sir.
When?|- Teal'c.
Teal'c, come on! Yeah.
Come on.
Outta here.
Right now.
- Daniel Jackson!|- Yeah.
I had to bring him back.
It was the only|thing that was gonna keep him alive.
Sir, how long were you gone? A few hours.
|Hammond tried to contact you.
- He did not.
|- (Loran) He did.
I heard his voice.
- Where were we?|- In there.
I can't explain it.
Fraiser says we're addicted to something|that alters our brain chemistry.
And dollars to doughnuts|it's that damn light.
Oh, I don't see how that's possible.
Hey! You knew, didn't you?|That's why you're not allowed in there.
- My father said I was too young.
|- Uh-huh.
Sir, if it's the light itself, how did Daniel|recover just by arriving on the planet? I don't know, Major.
|But I want you to find out.
Otherwise we're stuck here indefinitely|and that's not acceptable.
Oh, screw it.
We're shuttin' the thing off.
No.
You stay here.
What are we looking for, sir? The off switch.
All right.
If we can't shut the thing off, .
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we'll O'Neill! Oh, man Damn, that thing's dangerous.
My guess is the control mechanism|is inside this pedestal.
If we focus our attention on that,|we should be all right.
I'm glad to see you're alive and well,|Dr Jackson.
We thought we'd lost you.
To be honest, I don't remembermuch|afteryelling at you.
Sorry about that.
That's all right.
|Is there anything you need? Glasses.
Um supplies.
It looks like|we're not going anywhere fora while.
And that little remote computer thing|I couldn't make work before.
I'll send it through immediately.
|Where's Colonel O'Neill? Guys, I figured out how to - How did you do that?|- Remote control.
- I thought that thing was broken.
|- You were right.
It was the batteries.
- I was?|- It draws power from inside the room.
That's why it wouldn't work on Earth.
- How long were we standing here?|- I'm not sure.
General Hammond sent|some supplies, and .
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Loran and I translated|the writing on this thing, so That long? Perception of time is one of|the first things to go when you're high.
From what I've translated so far, .
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the Goa'uld used to use this place|as some sort of opium den.
Their symbiotes must have kept the host's|mind chemically balanced once they left.
Then most likely I will|be able to leave this planet.
How nice for you.
Wait a minute.
If you just turned it off,|how come I'm not getting depressed? Perhaps it will take some time|to feel its effects.
Let's take advantage of that time.
Loran.
Jack.
All right Where did your parents actually go? - Far far away from here.
|- How far? Which direction? The kid's hiding somethin'.
Teal'c, Carter.
With me.
What? I guess the reality that we may|never go home is starting to set in.
Hammond'll keep us supplied with|all we need until we can figure this out.
It's a nice beach.
Be a good excuse for you, wouldn't it? - Huh?|- To do nothing for a while.
- What?|- Forget it.
- "Forget it, sir.
"|- Oh, please.
You think I'm keeping that up? - Listen, Major|- No way! "No way, Colonel.
" What? I'm supposed to accept|that's the way it's gonna be? - That's the way it is.
|- What difference does it make? - Carter! You're in withdrawal!|- Oh, I'm in withdrawal? Yes! So am l.
(Teal'c) O'Neill! Major Carter! I believe I have located|the parents of Loran.
That's my mother and father.
There.
That's me.
- You're a lot younger there.
|- Yeah.
It's old.
- Yeah, about that|- Hey, can I take an image of you? Sure.
That's great.
- You know, I'm sorry that you can't leave.
|- Are you? I mean, it makes sense|that you'd want some company.
Maybe that's why you didn't tell us|the light was dangerous.
- No.
|- It's OK.
I'm not mad.
That's not why.
- What's wrong?|- Oh We're going through|that withdrawal thing again.
I felt fine the whole time you were gone.
Actually, sir, I'm starting|to feel myself again.
Me too.
What's goin' on? Well, something other than|that light must be affecting us.
- And we must remain in close proximity.
|- So not only are we stuck here, we're We're stuck here.
Well, it's sure not as much fun|to look at with the light off.
I feel no compulsion to remain here.
Sir, I think you may be onto something.
- How's that?|- The light isn't affecting our minds.
It just takes advantage of the altered state|of our brain chemistry.
- So entertainment?|- Well, probably more than that.
The colour and light interaction|probably triggers the chemical responses.
- But it's not the cause of the imbalance.
|- What is the cause? There must be a device|emitting energy or radiation .
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that we can't detect|with our instruments.
All right, Loran.
Why doesn't this room|seem to affect you? I'm too young.
- How do you know that?|- My father told me.
It is possible this place|only affects an adult physiology.
Fraiser said he's as addicted as we are.
She's right.
The light didn't|have any effect on me.
Then what'd it do to your parents? We need to know what this thing does.
- When they get back, they'll explain.
|- They're not coming back! - They are.
|- Somebody buried those bodies! Now, how do you shut that thing off? - Figure that thing out.
|- Yes, sir.
Hey.
I'm sorry.
Nice picture.
Your parents? I killed them.
You did? I find that What happened? When we found this place .
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all they would do was stare at that light.
All day.
The light didn't affect me.
My father|said it was because I was too young.
But they didn't let me|in the light room anyway.
I told them to stop every day.
But they'd just tell me|to bring them things.
OK.
So you did that.
And? One day I stopped.
It was days before their hunger|was stronger than the light.
Then they came out|looking for me, looking for food.
And I snuck into the light room.
And I turned it off.
Not just the light.
Everything.
I didn't know that it would hurt them.
|I just wanted to go home.
Hey.
It's not your fault.
They died because of me.
They were screaming, they ran outside,|they didn't make any sense.
So I did.
I turned it back on.
But they were already in the water.
So far.
And they just kept on going.
|They just kept going.
I screamed at them "I turned it back on!"|But they just kept going.
And then they were gone.
The next day I found them on the shore.
Loran You were trying to help them.
You were|trying to free them from something.
It wasn't your fault.
I miss them.
I know.
- What you got?|- We think we can turn it off.
Don't let them.
You'll die, like my parents.
If we shut it off, cold turkey.
Loran is right.
|We'd go into withdrawal again.
But Teal'c and Daniel|have translated some writing, sir, .
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and we think it was designed|to be turned down incrementally.
The Goa'uld who used this place needed|human slaves to tend to their needs.
We've already taken it|down a notch without any harm.
Within three weeks, your brain chemistry|will return to normal.
- You may then return home.
|- So three weeks in a palace by the beach.
Teal'c, you don't have to stay.
Why don't|you let Hammond know what's goin' on? Very well.
- And then you'll leave.
|- I think we all will.
Right? Yeah.
He should return to normal|with the rest of us.
I can go with you? Sure.
Come on.
Let's go see Teal'c off.
- Do you like ice cream?|- What's ice cream?