Stargate SG-1 s05e09 Episode Script
Between Two Fires
Previously on "Stargate SG-1": I am Omoc.
Our world is called Tollan.
I find it unbelievable anyone so primitive|could have deciphered the gate system.
Primitive? You are, after all, the people|who saved us from the Goa'uld.
In that spirit,|we'd like to arrange for a trade.
- What would you like to trade?|- Technology.
You know that is the one thing|we cannot give you.
Cover! Narim was right about you.
|Perhaps in time we'll meet again.
(man) We should not mourn|the passing of our friend Omoc, as much as we should|celebrate his existence.
He helped us through one of the greatest|challenges in our people's recent history.
His efforts contributed to the rebirth|of our great nation as it stands today.
He will always be remembered.
Very nice.
Very intimate.
Councillor Omoc was well aware|that he had very few true friends.
He was not concerned|with trivial relationships.
In his testament|he asked that his memorial be attended only by those|whom he respected.
No offence, but what are we doing here? He may not have shown you warmth, but|Omoc had a lot of reverence for all of you.
As do we all.
Colonel O'Neill, we have not dismissed|what you have done for the Tollan people.
Don't mention it.
We appreciate everything|you've done for us, too.
If you are referring to our policy|of not sharing our technology, renewing such a discussion would be|better suited for another time and place.
Really? The Tollan curia has recessed for a day|of mourning out of respect for Omoc.
Would you consider returning tomorrow|to meet with me? - Sure.
|- Thank you all for coming today.
I look forward to seeing you|again soon, Colonel.
Narim, will you show|our guests to the Stargate? Any idea what she was talkin' about? I was as surprised as you|by her invitation.
She seems to suggest the curia may|now be willing to share its technology.
I doubt that.
She merely said|they wished to discuss it with you.
You think she'd invite us back|if things were status quo? I am not on the curia.
I really have no idea|what she wishes to see you about.
Have a safe trip home.
Samantha.
I hope I will have the chance|to see you upon your return.
Sir.
Narim just handed me this.
Samantha, sorry I was unable to tell you|this in person.
I do not know who to trust.
Before his death, Omoc gave me|a warning and I believe it to be true.
Earth is in grave danger.
Narim gave no other indication|something might be wrong? - No, sir.
Everything was fine.
|- For a funeral.
It did seem strange|there were so few people.
Hey, you knew him.
What's strange? Whatever he meant, I bet Omoc's warning has something to do with what|Travell wants to meet with us about.
Agreed.
Let's see what they have to say.
Cosy.
Colonel O'Neill, Dr Jackson,|thank you so much for returning.
Thanks for havin' us.
Are Major Carter and Teal'c not with you? They want to spend time|catching up with Narim.
Of course.
|Shall we get down to business? The curia met this morning, as I indicated, and the topic was our policy|of sharing technology with Earth.
In an odd way, Colonel O'Neill, the unfortunate death of Omoc|has proven to be advantageous for you.
Well, then I guess I'm both sad and happy.
You've often expressed a strong interest|in obtaining some of our technologies.
You could say.
In the past,|the prevailing beliefs of the curia have made any such|arrangements impossible.
What's this have to do|with Omoc's death? Some curia members have been changing|their view about our isolationist ways.
Recently, the balance of the votes|on these issues have been split.
Omoc strongly supported the old ways.
With his passing,|those in favour now control the vote.
We would like to propose an exchange.
Ah, the sound of the other shoe.
Please, Colonel, have you ever known|a political body to act solely without concern for its own needs? - What do you want?|- We chose this planet for our new home because of its natural supply of trinium.
However, our nation has grown|much quicker than anyone anticipated.
Resources are becoming depleted.
Always reason to reassess|isolationist ways.
As I said, Dr Jackson, politics have|common threads wherever you go.
OK, so you need trinium.
Why not go get some? - What did I say?|- I don't know.
I have temporarily deactivated|security in this room.
Normally everything is recorded.
I wish to|talk confidentially without repercussions.
- Off the record?|- Yes.
The truth is, Colonel, those councillors|that oppose this arrangement still have strong voices|among our people.
So the whole trinium thing|is just an excuse to save face publicly? We do need it but, as you have suggested,|we can get it elsewhere if necessary.
- How much do you need?|- Would you repeat that? How much do you need? Our scientists will work out the specifics.
But, given that you now have|an offworld trinium mine, I am sure it is within your capabilities.
OK.
In exchange we get? A Tollan ion cannon.
One of those big, honkin' space guns that shoots Goa'uld ships out of the sky? Yes.
Cool.
Narim appears to have|strong personal feelings for you.
- I know.
It's just that|- Forgive me, Samantha.
Teal'c.
My duties did not allow me|to get away before now.
- It's OK.
You all right?|- Yes, fine.
You look concerned.
I apologise for having to send|that message the way I did.
There were so many extra security forces|yesterday, I didn't know who I could trust.
- Except you, of course.
|- It's OK.
Thank you.
Did Omoc not say any more|about the danger to the Tauri? All I know is what I said in the message.
Omoc seemed to be|under great strain recently.
Which may explain|why he had the heart attack.
- Colonel O'Neill, Dr Jackson.
|- What did Chancellor Travell say? She offered us an ion cannon.
- I don't believe it.
|- Neither did we.
- In exchange for trinium.
|- The curia would never agree to that.
Apparently, Omoc was the swing vote.
But it goes against|everything we've stood for.
Do you think this is|what Omoc was so worried about? Of course.
It must have been.
Another world once destroyed themselves|because we shared technology with them.
That is why we have resisted sharing|what we know with primitive societies.
We'd prefer "less advanced",|if you don't mind.
My apologies.
You know what I meant.
If used the wrong way, this ion cannon|could lead you to disaster.
The ion-beam technology|is very advanced.
So much so, that backward-engineering|one for mass production is beyond us.
- And that poses a bigger problem.
|- How so? Well, sir, even strategically placed|in, say, Washington DC, one ion cannon provides very little range|of defence coverage for a planet our size.
Even if we could mobilise it, a fleet of|Goa'uld motherships could still strike.
And the Russians might take issue with|our having control of a single ion cannon.
Our current relationship with them|on these matters is tenuous at best.
So, at this point, one ion cannon|is likely to cause more harm than good.
How many do we need to set up a proper|protective net around the entire planet? (both) 38?! To provide total global coverage, yes, sir.
And that's not including backups.
It couldn't hurt to ask, sir.
Sir, I feel obligated to mention the fact|that Narim is opposed to this exchange, and thinks that Omoc's warning|was directly related.
Do you believe the Tollan Council|has ulterior motives that do not represent our best interest? Something's going on.
|I just don't know what.
I'm ordering you|to proceed with the negotiation.
OK.
Colonel, under the circumstances If you're going to recommend, sir, I|continue to be suspicious and sceptical - I wouldn't waste my time.
|- Good thinking.
Remember, this could change|the course of our history.
So don't blow it? What you're sensing as trouble could be|simple internal political wrangling.
I understand that.
Or we could be walking into a minefield.
Thank you, sir.
These little chats of ours|always bring me great joy and serve to ease my mind.
Greetings.
Chancellor Travell has asked|that I escort them the rest of the way.
- Is that true?|- No.
I heard you were back on Tollana to meet with Chancellor Travell.
Yeah.
We're gonna ask for|a whole whack of space guns.
This is worse than I thought.
We understand why you're concerned,|but those cannons could save Earth.
You have to trust|we won't kill each other with them.
And if we do,|we won't blame you.
Promise.
You don't understand.
Every Tollan has a small implant|that monitors their health.
- This is my current health data.
|- I'm assuming you're OK? Yes.
Pertect health.
However, I am overseer of Omoc's|property, including his health records.
After our last conversation|I did some checking.
- As you know, Omoc had a heart attack.
|- Narim, where are you going with this? Despite the fact Despite the fact Omoc looked as if he was|under stress, he too was in pertect health.
People sometimes die|of heart attacks without warning.
Our implants link to a central system.
If|anything is wrong officers are dispatched.
Normally, maximum response time|is under five minutes.
The night of Omoc's death|it took them over ten minutes.
- What are you saying?|- That just doesn't happen.
No.
What are you saying? Well, I believe I believe Omoc may have been murdered.
(Daniel) Mind if I ask|what you need the trinium for? Trinium is combined with a number|of elements to create a compound that is used|in various Tollan technologies.
Do you people practise being vague? I will have this sample analysed for purity.
Then I will be able to give you|the amounts we require for our exchange.
Yeah, about that - Have you reconsidered?|- No.
No, no, no.
Um We just don't feel|one cannon is gonna work.
One doesn't go so far|in protecting an entire planet.
Yes, that was discussed by the curia.
Well, we've come up with a solution|you may not have considered.
- Yes?|- Give us more than one.
How many would you require? - Mm, thirty|- Eight.
Thirty-eight.
Total.
I see.
Well, I understand your dilemma.
Please, give me some time|to present your request to the curia.
- That went well.
|- Mm-hm.
Greetings, Narim.
Welcome home.
|Atmosphere control is active.
Shall I prepare a meal|foryou and yourguests? No, thank you.
- Narim?|- Yes, Samantha.
Is that my voice? I'm sorry.
|I was hoping you wouldn't notice.
Colonel O'Neill asked us|to find proof of Omoc's murder.
Should we not begin? I don't know where to start.
There hasn't been a murder here|for as long as I can remember.
- Is crime so uncommon here?|- There are crimes of indiscretion, but nothing even approaching|the severity of murder.
Our security systems prevent it, which is|why I was so reluctant to even suggest it.
This doesn't make any sense.
The curia disagreed with Omoc|over whether to give us your weapons, but do you really think|they would kill him over it? I don't know what|to believe any more, Samantha.
The records of all curia meetings are|public.
We can read through them here.
There appears to be much information.
Yes, but as Samantha suggested,|maybe there is something in all this to indicate the seriousness of the conflict|between Omoc and the other members.
Can you translate it for us? You think Narim's right about Omoc? I think this thing smells|worse and worse by the minute.
But you're still willing to proceed? It's the only way we're gonna find out|what's really going on.
The question is, how far do we go? Well, all we know is these people might|be willing to part with powertul weapons.
- I have no problem with that.
|- No.
No surprise there.
At worst, some people disagree on some|philosophical level I don't understand.
At worst, they killed someone|to make sure this would happen.
Now, see, that makes no sense to me.
Exactly.
So push on blindly, then? Blindly, yes.
But we still have our slightly|heightened sense of smell.
Chancellor Travell is ready for you now.
Shall we take a break? Isn't there a way to narrow this down,|search the records for specific topics? Please indicate the topic ofinterest.
- OK, how do we shut that off?|- Voice system off.
- What do you want to search for?|- Let's start with ion cannons.
OK.
Search topic: ion cannons.
|Time frame: six months.
Hello? Hello? - You sure this is the right spot?|- The directions he gave led us here.
How do you know this is Narim"s house?|They all look the same here.
Cos that's Narim.
- You're good.
|- Come in.
- Whatcha readin' there, fella?|- Tollan curia records.
Don't wreck it for me.
- So what did Travell say?|- We got the guns.
It cannot be true.
- All of them?|- Over time, as we deliver the trinium.
- Wow.
|- What do you guys got? Uh, well, so far not much.
(Teal"c) Narim.
Colonel O'Neill.
It says that two months ago there was an|unscheduled test of Tollan ion cannons.
Omoc filed an official protest.
Yes, I remember it well.
We were supposed to have a meal.
Omoc|was late and very angry when he arrived.
He was ranting about the unfairness|of random testing on the Tollan people.
Why is this important? We want signs of Omoc's|difference of opinion with the curia.
- This can't be.
|- What? According to this record, the curia|meeting adjourned in the late afternoon.
- When Omoc came here it was evening.
|- So? It means there are two hours of notations|missing from the records.
- A slight omission?|- That's not possible.
If the curia can commit murder, they can|erase two hours from the public records.
You don't understand our laws.
For the highest members of|our government to deceive the people, as strange as it may sound, it's an|even more heinous crime than murder.
It's It's unthinkable.
At the time I thought it was strange Omoc|would be upset over an ion cannon test.
Slightly more to it than that, eh? If the curia wanted to cover up this matter,|why leave Omoc's protest on record? Because a protest of Tollan policy|is filed with every level of the government.
It would be impossible to erase it without|a conspiracy of massive proportions, reaching far outside the curia.
So whatever happened in the time|missing, it could be why Omoc was killed.
As far as what you told me, there seems|to be an evil conspiracy among the curia whose goal is to give us|everything we've wanted.
- That makes no sense.
|- I said that.
Unless the Tollan cannot procure trinium|on their own as easily as they claim.
Travell tried hard to convince us it was|a face-saving exercise to calm naysayers.
Do we know what the Tollans|will do with the trinium? Lots and lots of very interesting|and unspecific things.
We could tag the first shipment|to see where it goes.
- How?|- We introduce a radioactive isotope.
If the Tollans catch it, we say it's|a by-product of the purification process and we've been unable|to eliminate it entirely.
Do it.
- Travell doesn't suspect you?|- If she does, she's not letting on.
We're a primitive race.
|Why would she suspect us? The trinium's still moving.
|It's south-southwest of here.
Do you realise what you have done|by involving me? Hey, you involved yourself in this|when you sent us that warning.
Warning you your world is in danger|is not the same as treason! If your leaders are involved in something|untoward, what you're doing isn't treason.
- What I am doing is nothing!|- Then help us.
How? Tell us how to get into Travell's office|and access her computer.
- What?|- If there is a conspiracy, she's in on it.
It was, in fact, Travell|that offered us the ion cannons.
- It's impossible.
There is no way.
|- Narim, get your head outta your ass! - You started this.
|- Your government is deceiving you.
You said yourself that's the most|heinous crime you can think of.
- I should have told the security office.
|- But the curia have more power.
As a citizen, is it not your duty|to investigate such a crime? - The security systems|- Travell can turn them off.
- Why would she do that?|- So she could talk to us off the record.
That is a violation|of the governmental conduct code.
Gee, what a shock.
There is one chance.
Only high-ranking members of the curia|have access to the security system in the building where|Travell's office is located.
- Omoc was among them.
|- And you have his personal effects.
His code would be in the data device,|if it is not deactivated.
OK.
Daniel, Carter, go with Narim.
|Check out Travell's office.
Teal'c and I will track the trinium.
Um, that's the thing|that lets you go through walls, right? - Yes.
|- Got a couple extra layin' around? - That would be a violation|- Good.
And weapons? Colonel O'Neill - Just in case.
|- Our security sensors The weapons carried by|yoursecurity forces remain unaffected.
If this doesn't work,|Security will be here in seconds.
Way to go, Omoc.
Here.
This is a communication sent|to our chief of science and technology just after the meeting.
That was no random ion cannon test.
It says a Goa'uld ship entered orbit|and the ion cannons fired in defence.
Ineffectively.
I don't see how that could be.
Our ion|cannons have always been successful.
- Maybe this Goa'uld can defend itself.
|- That would be catastrophic.
- We have no other weapons capable of|- Wait a second.
This makes no sense.
It says despite|resisting attack, the ship left peacefully.
Yeah, right(!) Why would a Goa'uld mothership,|impervious to your ion cannons, leave? There must be more.
No other records mention a Goa'uld ship.
Must've been discussed off the record.
The ion cannons are useless if they won't|defend against Goa'uld motherships.
That's why Travell would give us|as many as we wanted.
Let's see if we can find out|what the trinium's being used for.
Looks like our trinium's in here.
Narim said in order for the device to work|on both of us we must hold hands, O'Neill.
I know.
This is unlike any Tollan device|I have previously seen.
Well, whatever it is, they seem to think|they're gonna need a lot of 'em.
Whoa.
It's a weapon of mass destruction.
OK, where does the trinium come in? Trinium is required to house any device|that generates our phase-shift technology.
Are you saying this bomb is being made|so it can go through anything? Theoretically, yes.
That must be it.
This weapon is to replace|the ion cannon in defence of our planet.
(Carter) Narim, that doesn't add up.
A Goa'uld wouldn't drop by just so|you could see his new shield technology, then go away to give your people time|to build a weapon to penetrate it.
What else could have happened? Please, lower your weapons.
|The building is full of security.
What do you think you're doing, Narim? What do you think you are doing,|Chancellor? She is doing what she must|to preserve your world.
Hello, fellas.
This is not a good sign.
- (Narim) You are in league with a Goa'uld.
|- His name is Tanith.
Yeah, aren't you supposed to be dead? - If you must know|- I must.
I had left Apophis' ship in an escape pod|long before the sun exploded.
Thank you, by the way.
In destroying his fleet,|you did me a great favour.
- It was nothing.
|- How lovely it is to see you both here.
I assume Teal'c|must be around somewhere.
The others are being apprehended|as we speak.
I am so looking forward to seeing him|and Colonel O'Neill again.
How can you do this? I have done nothing alone, Narim.
The curia is acting|in the interest of Tollana.
You murdered Omoc.
Had we not done what we did,|there would be no Tollana.
And there won't be, if you do not|fulfil your promise, Chancellor.
Rest assured, we will deliver as promised.
You and the curia cannot make such|deals on behalf of the Tollan people.
We would rather fight and die|than trade our technology to the Goa'uld.
I wonder if you'd be so quick to make|that decision were you in my position.
After him! He will not get away.
- How did you find me?|- You're the one wearing grey.
Jackson and Major Carter? We were caught by Travell and|the Goa'uld the curia are bargaining with.
I managed to escape with this.
But the entire security force of Tollana|must be looking for me.
- And you, for that matter.
|- Back up to that Goa'uld bargain part.
The Tollan curia have made a deal|with a Goa'uld.
His name is Tanith.
Easy, big fella.
What kind of deal? This Goa'uld's mothership has a new|shield impervious to our ion cannons.
For the first time,|Tollana is vulnerable to attack.
- There hasn't been an attack.
|- No.
To prevent one the curia has agreed|to build weapons for the Goa'uld.
We have seen these weapons.
|There are a great many.
What exactly can they do? They are explosives of great power that|utilise the Tollan phase-shift technology.
They will be able to penetrate|any solid matter prior to detonation.
Like an iris? As you have seen, I have used our|technology to walk through the barrier that protects your planet's Stargate.
We've been unable to locate them|thus far.
Our efforts continue.
Use Narim's health implant to locate him.
- That would be in violation of the code|- Do it! Tell your master|we will make the delivery on schedule.
Excuse me? Your master? You don't think he could|do all this by himself, do you? Apophis dead,|fresh out of an escape pod He'd have to ally himself|with someone more powertul.
- So who you taking orders from now?|- The one he serves has no name.
Oh, he has a name.
The likes of you|are simply forbidden to know it.
Do with them as you wish.
However, if your pathetic security forces|finally manage to capture Teal'c, have him transported up to me.
- Tanith must not possess these weapons.
|- I know.
- What can we do?|- Destroy them.
- How?|- You tell me.
Travell was right.
It's not so easy when|the fate of your planet is in your hands.
Narim The Goa'uld will attack if we don't deliver.
You are asking me|to destroy my own world.
I'm asking you not to sacrifice Earth|and God knows how many other planets to save your own ass! I'm asking you to do the right thing,|and you know it.
Your time is up, Chancellor.
- We are ready to make the first delivery.
|- Very well.
However, before accepting, we will first|require a demonstration ofthe technology to ensure that it works as expected.
I assure you it has been tested|and each weapon is fully You will activate one ofthe weapons and|send it through your Stargate to the Tauri.
You have 30 minutes.
You got any idea what you're doing? None.
(alarm) Good enough.
You knew why you were building|the devices and what they'd be used for.
You just didn't expect them|to make you pull the trigger.
The Goa'uld have no choice.
|Earth is protected.
They can't do it without|dealing with the Asgard.
I had no choice either.
Yes, you did.
Hi, kids.
They were attempting to sabotage one|of the weapons.
They had this on them.
Narim's health implant.
|What have you done to him? Nothing.
However, while|these guys were chasing us Narim was able to move freely.
Leave them! Come! Where you guys goin'? Hey! Ow! Damn! The Goa'uld will soon realise that we will|no longer honour our end of the bargain.
Um, hey.
We should go.
(screaming) (explosions) - You must hurry to the Stargate.
|- Aren't you coming with us? I have forced my people|to fight a battle we may lose.
The least I can do is|stay and fight with them.
Thank you.
Good luck.
I hope this isn't goodbye.
Go.
So, we can reasonably assume the|Goa'uld did not get any of the weapons? We can only hope.
- What about these new shields?|- The Goa'uld do not share technology.
Well, whoever Tanith is now working for,|these new shields give him an advantage.
Teal'c, any guesses who it might be? None, General Hammond.
I suppose that, whoever it is, they're|still afraid of confronting the Asgard, - or they'd've attacked Earth themselves.
|- For now.
(technician overPA)|Incoming communication.
We're getting a direct transmission from a|Tollan long-range communication device.
.
.
managed to get some people out.
|Stargate was destroyed.
- Narim.
|- All defences failing.
Ourships attempting to escape are being|shot down.
I wanted you to know that I'm sorry, sir.
That's it.
The transmission just died.
Our world is called Tollan.
I find it unbelievable anyone so primitive|could have deciphered the gate system.
Primitive? You are, after all, the people|who saved us from the Goa'uld.
In that spirit,|we'd like to arrange for a trade.
- What would you like to trade?|- Technology.
You know that is the one thing|we cannot give you.
Cover! Narim was right about you.
|Perhaps in time we'll meet again.
(man) We should not mourn|the passing of our friend Omoc, as much as we should|celebrate his existence.
He helped us through one of the greatest|challenges in our people's recent history.
His efforts contributed to the rebirth|of our great nation as it stands today.
He will always be remembered.
Very nice.
Very intimate.
Councillor Omoc was well aware|that he had very few true friends.
He was not concerned|with trivial relationships.
In his testament|he asked that his memorial be attended only by those|whom he respected.
No offence, but what are we doing here? He may not have shown you warmth, but|Omoc had a lot of reverence for all of you.
As do we all.
Colonel O'Neill, we have not dismissed|what you have done for the Tollan people.
Don't mention it.
We appreciate everything|you've done for us, too.
If you are referring to our policy|of not sharing our technology, renewing such a discussion would be|better suited for another time and place.
Really? The Tollan curia has recessed for a day|of mourning out of respect for Omoc.
Would you consider returning tomorrow|to meet with me? - Sure.
|- Thank you all for coming today.
I look forward to seeing you|again soon, Colonel.
Narim, will you show|our guests to the Stargate? Any idea what she was talkin' about? I was as surprised as you|by her invitation.
She seems to suggest the curia may|now be willing to share its technology.
I doubt that.
She merely said|they wished to discuss it with you.
You think she'd invite us back|if things were status quo? I am not on the curia.
I really have no idea|what she wishes to see you about.
Have a safe trip home.
Samantha.
I hope I will have the chance|to see you upon your return.
Sir.
Narim just handed me this.
Samantha, sorry I was unable to tell you|this in person.
I do not know who to trust.
Before his death, Omoc gave me|a warning and I believe it to be true.
Earth is in grave danger.
Narim gave no other indication|something might be wrong? - No, sir.
Everything was fine.
|- For a funeral.
It did seem strange|there were so few people.
Hey, you knew him.
What's strange? Whatever he meant, I bet Omoc's warning has something to do with what|Travell wants to meet with us about.
Agreed.
Let's see what they have to say.
Cosy.
Colonel O'Neill, Dr Jackson,|thank you so much for returning.
Thanks for havin' us.
Are Major Carter and Teal'c not with you? They want to spend time|catching up with Narim.
Of course.
|Shall we get down to business? The curia met this morning, as I indicated, and the topic was our policy|of sharing technology with Earth.
In an odd way, Colonel O'Neill, the unfortunate death of Omoc|has proven to be advantageous for you.
Well, then I guess I'm both sad and happy.
You've often expressed a strong interest|in obtaining some of our technologies.
You could say.
In the past,|the prevailing beliefs of the curia have made any such|arrangements impossible.
What's this have to do|with Omoc's death? Some curia members have been changing|their view about our isolationist ways.
Recently, the balance of the votes|on these issues have been split.
Omoc strongly supported the old ways.
With his passing,|those in favour now control the vote.
We would like to propose an exchange.
Ah, the sound of the other shoe.
Please, Colonel, have you ever known|a political body to act solely without concern for its own needs? - What do you want?|- We chose this planet for our new home because of its natural supply of trinium.
However, our nation has grown|much quicker than anyone anticipated.
Resources are becoming depleted.
Always reason to reassess|isolationist ways.
As I said, Dr Jackson, politics have|common threads wherever you go.
OK, so you need trinium.
Why not go get some? - What did I say?|- I don't know.
I have temporarily deactivated|security in this room.
Normally everything is recorded.
I wish to|talk confidentially without repercussions.
- Off the record?|- Yes.
The truth is, Colonel, those councillors|that oppose this arrangement still have strong voices|among our people.
So the whole trinium thing|is just an excuse to save face publicly? We do need it but, as you have suggested,|we can get it elsewhere if necessary.
- How much do you need?|- Would you repeat that? How much do you need? Our scientists will work out the specifics.
But, given that you now have|an offworld trinium mine, I am sure it is within your capabilities.
OK.
In exchange we get? A Tollan ion cannon.
One of those big, honkin' space guns that shoots Goa'uld ships out of the sky? Yes.
Cool.
Narim appears to have|strong personal feelings for you.
- I know.
It's just that|- Forgive me, Samantha.
Teal'c.
My duties did not allow me|to get away before now.
- It's OK.
You all right?|- Yes, fine.
You look concerned.
I apologise for having to send|that message the way I did.
There were so many extra security forces|yesterday, I didn't know who I could trust.
- Except you, of course.
|- It's OK.
Thank you.
Did Omoc not say any more|about the danger to the Tauri? All I know is what I said in the message.
Omoc seemed to be|under great strain recently.
Which may explain|why he had the heart attack.
- Colonel O'Neill, Dr Jackson.
|- What did Chancellor Travell say? She offered us an ion cannon.
- I don't believe it.
|- Neither did we.
- In exchange for trinium.
|- The curia would never agree to that.
Apparently, Omoc was the swing vote.
But it goes against|everything we've stood for.
Do you think this is|what Omoc was so worried about? Of course.
It must have been.
Another world once destroyed themselves|because we shared technology with them.
That is why we have resisted sharing|what we know with primitive societies.
We'd prefer "less advanced",|if you don't mind.
My apologies.
You know what I meant.
If used the wrong way, this ion cannon|could lead you to disaster.
The ion-beam technology|is very advanced.
So much so, that backward-engineering|one for mass production is beyond us.
- And that poses a bigger problem.
|- How so? Well, sir, even strategically placed|in, say, Washington DC, one ion cannon provides very little range|of defence coverage for a planet our size.
Even if we could mobilise it, a fleet of|Goa'uld motherships could still strike.
And the Russians might take issue with|our having control of a single ion cannon.
Our current relationship with them|on these matters is tenuous at best.
So, at this point, one ion cannon|is likely to cause more harm than good.
How many do we need to set up a proper|protective net around the entire planet? (both) 38?! To provide total global coverage, yes, sir.
And that's not including backups.
It couldn't hurt to ask, sir.
Sir, I feel obligated to mention the fact|that Narim is opposed to this exchange, and thinks that Omoc's warning|was directly related.
Do you believe the Tollan Council|has ulterior motives that do not represent our best interest? Something's going on.
|I just don't know what.
I'm ordering you|to proceed with the negotiation.
OK.
Colonel, under the circumstances If you're going to recommend, sir, I|continue to be suspicious and sceptical - I wouldn't waste my time.
|- Good thinking.
Remember, this could change|the course of our history.
So don't blow it? What you're sensing as trouble could be|simple internal political wrangling.
I understand that.
Or we could be walking into a minefield.
Thank you, sir.
These little chats of ours|always bring me great joy and serve to ease my mind.
Greetings.
Chancellor Travell has asked|that I escort them the rest of the way.
- Is that true?|- No.
I heard you were back on Tollana to meet with Chancellor Travell.
Yeah.
We're gonna ask for|a whole whack of space guns.
This is worse than I thought.
We understand why you're concerned,|but those cannons could save Earth.
You have to trust|we won't kill each other with them.
And if we do,|we won't blame you.
Promise.
You don't understand.
Every Tollan has a small implant|that monitors their health.
- This is my current health data.
|- I'm assuming you're OK? Yes.
Pertect health.
However, I am overseer of Omoc's|property, including his health records.
After our last conversation|I did some checking.
- As you know, Omoc had a heart attack.
|- Narim, where are you going with this? Despite the fact Despite the fact Omoc looked as if he was|under stress, he too was in pertect health.
People sometimes die|of heart attacks without warning.
Our implants link to a central system.
If|anything is wrong officers are dispatched.
Normally, maximum response time|is under five minutes.
The night of Omoc's death|it took them over ten minutes.
- What are you saying?|- That just doesn't happen.
No.
What are you saying? Well, I believe I believe Omoc may have been murdered.
(Daniel) Mind if I ask|what you need the trinium for? Trinium is combined with a number|of elements to create a compound that is used|in various Tollan technologies.
Do you people practise being vague? I will have this sample analysed for purity.
Then I will be able to give you|the amounts we require for our exchange.
Yeah, about that - Have you reconsidered?|- No.
No, no, no.
Um We just don't feel|one cannon is gonna work.
One doesn't go so far|in protecting an entire planet.
Yes, that was discussed by the curia.
Well, we've come up with a solution|you may not have considered.
- Yes?|- Give us more than one.
How many would you require? - Mm, thirty|- Eight.
Thirty-eight.
Total.
I see.
Well, I understand your dilemma.
Please, give me some time|to present your request to the curia.
- That went well.
|- Mm-hm.
Greetings, Narim.
Welcome home.
|Atmosphere control is active.
Shall I prepare a meal|foryou and yourguests? No, thank you.
- Narim?|- Yes, Samantha.
Is that my voice? I'm sorry.
|I was hoping you wouldn't notice.
Colonel O'Neill asked us|to find proof of Omoc's murder.
Should we not begin? I don't know where to start.
There hasn't been a murder here|for as long as I can remember.
- Is crime so uncommon here?|- There are crimes of indiscretion, but nothing even approaching|the severity of murder.
Our security systems prevent it, which is|why I was so reluctant to even suggest it.
This doesn't make any sense.
The curia disagreed with Omoc|over whether to give us your weapons, but do you really think|they would kill him over it? I don't know what|to believe any more, Samantha.
The records of all curia meetings are|public.
We can read through them here.
There appears to be much information.
Yes, but as Samantha suggested,|maybe there is something in all this to indicate the seriousness of the conflict|between Omoc and the other members.
Can you translate it for us? You think Narim's right about Omoc? I think this thing smells|worse and worse by the minute.
But you're still willing to proceed? It's the only way we're gonna find out|what's really going on.
The question is, how far do we go? Well, all we know is these people might|be willing to part with powertul weapons.
- I have no problem with that.
|- No.
No surprise there.
At worst, some people disagree on some|philosophical level I don't understand.
At worst, they killed someone|to make sure this would happen.
Now, see, that makes no sense to me.
Exactly.
So push on blindly, then? Blindly, yes.
But we still have our slightly|heightened sense of smell.
Chancellor Travell is ready for you now.
Shall we take a break? Isn't there a way to narrow this down,|search the records for specific topics? Please indicate the topic ofinterest.
- OK, how do we shut that off?|- Voice system off.
- What do you want to search for?|- Let's start with ion cannons.
OK.
Search topic: ion cannons.
|Time frame: six months.
Hello? Hello? - You sure this is the right spot?|- The directions he gave led us here.
How do you know this is Narim"s house?|They all look the same here.
Cos that's Narim.
- You're good.
|- Come in.
- Whatcha readin' there, fella?|- Tollan curia records.
Don't wreck it for me.
- So what did Travell say?|- We got the guns.
It cannot be true.
- All of them?|- Over time, as we deliver the trinium.
- Wow.
|- What do you guys got? Uh, well, so far not much.
(Teal"c) Narim.
Colonel O'Neill.
It says that two months ago there was an|unscheduled test of Tollan ion cannons.
Omoc filed an official protest.
Yes, I remember it well.
We were supposed to have a meal.
Omoc|was late and very angry when he arrived.
He was ranting about the unfairness|of random testing on the Tollan people.
Why is this important? We want signs of Omoc's|difference of opinion with the curia.
- This can't be.
|- What? According to this record, the curia|meeting adjourned in the late afternoon.
- When Omoc came here it was evening.
|- So? It means there are two hours of notations|missing from the records.
- A slight omission?|- That's not possible.
If the curia can commit murder, they can|erase two hours from the public records.
You don't understand our laws.
For the highest members of|our government to deceive the people, as strange as it may sound, it's an|even more heinous crime than murder.
It's It's unthinkable.
At the time I thought it was strange Omoc|would be upset over an ion cannon test.
Slightly more to it than that, eh? If the curia wanted to cover up this matter,|why leave Omoc's protest on record? Because a protest of Tollan policy|is filed with every level of the government.
It would be impossible to erase it without|a conspiracy of massive proportions, reaching far outside the curia.
So whatever happened in the time|missing, it could be why Omoc was killed.
As far as what you told me, there seems|to be an evil conspiracy among the curia whose goal is to give us|everything we've wanted.
- That makes no sense.
|- I said that.
Unless the Tollan cannot procure trinium|on their own as easily as they claim.
Travell tried hard to convince us it was|a face-saving exercise to calm naysayers.
Do we know what the Tollans|will do with the trinium? Lots and lots of very interesting|and unspecific things.
We could tag the first shipment|to see where it goes.
- How?|- We introduce a radioactive isotope.
If the Tollans catch it, we say it's|a by-product of the purification process and we've been unable|to eliminate it entirely.
Do it.
- Travell doesn't suspect you?|- If she does, she's not letting on.
We're a primitive race.
|Why would she suspect us? The trinium's still moving.
|It's south-southwest of here.
Do you realise what you have done|by involving me? Hey, you involved yourself in this|when you sent us that warning.
Warning you your world is in danger|is not the same as treason! If your leaders are involved in something|untoward, what you're doing isn't treason.
- What I am doing is nothing!|- Then help us.
How? Tell us how to get into Travell's office|and access her computer.
- What?|- If there is a conspiracy, she's in on it.
It was, in fact, Travell|that offered us the ion cannons.
- It's impossible.
There is no way.
|- Narim, get your head outta your ass! - You started this.
|- Your government is deceiving you.
You said yourself that's the most|heinous crime you can think of.
- I should have told the security office.
|- But the curia have more power.
As a citizen, is it not your duty|to investigate such a crime? - The security systems|- Travell can turn them off.
- Why would she do that?|- So she could talk to us off the record.
That is a violation|of the governmental conduct code.
Gee, what a shock.
There is one chance.
Only high-ranking members of the curia|have access to the security system in the building where|Travell's office is located.
- Omoc was among them.
|- And you have his personal effects.
His code would be in the data device,|if it is not deactivated.
OK.
Daniel, Carter, go with Narim.
|Check out Travell's office.
Teal'c and I will track the trinium.
Um, that's the thing|that lets you go through walls, right? - Yes.
|- Got a couple extra layin' around? - That would be a violation|- Good.
And weapons? Colonel O'Neill - Just in case.
|- Our security sensors The weapons carried by|yoursecurity forces remain unaffected.
If this doesn't work,|Security will be here in seconds.
Way to go, Omoc.
Here.
This is a communication sent|to our chief of science and technology just after the meeting.
That was no random ion cannon test.
It says a Goa'uld ship entered orbit|and the ion cannons fired in defence.
Ineffectively.
I don't see how that could be.
Our ion|cannons have always been successful.
- Maybe this Goa'uld can defend itself.
|- That would be catastrophic.
- We have no other weapons capable of|- Wait a second.
This makes no sense.
It says despite|resisting attack, the ship left peacefully.
Yeah, right(!) Why would a Goa'uld mothership,|impervious to your ion cannons, leave? There must be more.
No other records mention a Goa'uld ship.
Must've been discussed off the record.
The ion cannons are useless if they won't|defend against Goa'uld motherships.
That's why Travell would give us|as many as we wanted.
Let's see if we can find out|what the trinium's being used for.
Looks like our trinium's in here.
Narim said in order for the device to work|on both of us we must hold hands, O'Neill.
I know.
This is unlike any Tollan device|I have previously seen.
Well, whatever it is, they seem to think|they're gonna need a lot of 'em.
Whoa.
It's a weapon of mass destruction.
OK, where does the trinium come in? Trinium is required to house any device|that generates our phase-shift technology.
Are you saying this bomb is being made|so it can go through anything? Theoretically, yes.
That must be it.
This weapon is to replace|the ion cannon in defence of our planet.
(Carter) Narim, that doesn't add up.
A Goa'uld wouldn't drop by just so|you could see his new shield technology, then go away to give your people time|to build a weapon to penetrate it.
What else could have happened? Please, lower your weapons.
|The building is full of security.
What do you think you're doing, Narim? What do you think you are doing,|Chancellor? She is doing what she must|to preserve your world.
Hello, fellas.
This is not a good sign.
- (Narim) You are in league with a Goa'uld.
|- His name is Tanith.
Yeah, aren't you supposed to be dead? - If you must know|- I must.
I had left Apophis' ship in an escape pod|long before the sun exploded.
Thank you, by the way.
In destroying his fleet,|you did me a great favour.
- It was nothing.
|- How lovely it is to see you both here.
I assume Teal'c|must be around somewhere.
The others are being apprehended|as we speak.
I am so looking forward to seeing him|and Colonel O'Neill again.
How can you do this? I have done nothing alone, Narim.
The curia is acting|in the interest of Tollana.
You murdered Omoc.
Had we not done what we did,|there would be no Tollana.
And there won't be, if you do not|fulfil your promise, Chancellor.
Rest assured, we will deliver as promised.
You and the curia cannot make such|deals on behalf of the Tollan people.
We would rather fight and die|than trade our technology to the Goa'uld.
I wonder if you'd be so quick to make|that decision were you in my position.
After him! He will not get away.
- How did you find me?|- You're the one wearing grey.
Jackson and Major Carter? We were caught by Travell and|the Goa'uld the curia are bargaining with.
I managed to escape with this.
But the entire security force of Tollana|must be looking for me.
- And you, for that matter.
|- Back up to that Goa'uld bargain part.
The Tollan curia have made a deal|with a Goa'uld.
His name is Tanith.
Easy, big fella.
What kind of deal? This Goa'uld's mothership has a new|shield impervious to our ion cannons.
For the first time,|Tollana is vulnerable to attack.
- There hasn't been an attack.
|- No.
To prevent one the curia has agreed|to build weapons for the Goa'uld.
We have seen these weapons.
|There are a great many.
What exactly can they do? They are explosives of great power that|utilise the Tollan phase-shift technology.
They will be able to penetrate|any solid matter prior to detonation.
Like an iris? As you have seen, I have used our|technology to walk through the barrier that protects your planet's Stargate.
We've been unable to locate them|thus far.
Our efforts continue.
Use Narim's health implant to locate him.
- That would be in violation of the code|- Do it! Tell your master|we will make the delivery on schedule.
Excuse me? Your master? You don't think he could|do all this by himself, do you? Apophis dead,|fresh out of an escape pod He'd have to ally himself|with someone more powertul.
- So who you taking orders from now?|- The one he serves has no name.
Oh, he has a name.
The likes of you|are simply forbidden to know it.
Do with them as you wish.
However, if your pathetic security forces|finally manage to capture Teal'c, have him transported up to me.
- Tanith must not possess these weapons.
|- I know.
- What can we do?|- Destroy them.
- How?|- You tell me.
Travell was right.
It's not so easy when|the fate of your planet is in your hands.
Narim The Goa'uld will attack if we don't deliver.
You are asking me|to destroy my own world.
I'm asking you not to sacrifice Earth|and God knows how many other planets to save your own ass! I'm asking you to do the right thing,|and you know it.
Your time is up, Chancellor.
- We are ready to make the first delivery.
|- Very well.
However, before accepting, we will first|require a demonstration ofthe technology to ensure that it works as expected.
I assure you it has been tested|and each weapon is fully You will activate one ofthe weapons and|send it through your Stargate to the Tauri.
You have 30 minutes.
You got any idea what you're doing? None.
(alarm) Good enough.
You knew why you were building|the devices and what they'd be used for.
You just didn't expect them|to make you pull the trigger.
The Goa'uld have no choice.
|Earth is protected.
They can't do it without|dealing with the Asgard.
I had no choice either.
Yes, you did.
Hi, kids.
They were attempting to sabotage one|of the weapons.
They had this on them.
Narim's health implant.
|What have you done to him? Nothing.
However, while|these guys were chasing us Narim was able to move freely.
Leave them! Come! Where you guys goin'? Hey! Ow! Damn! The Goa'uld will soon realise that we will|no longer honour our end of the bargain.
Um, hey.
We should go.
(screaming) (explosions) - You must hurry to the Stargate.
|- Aren't you coming with us? I have forced my people|to fight a battle we may lose.
The least I can do is|stay and fight with them.
Thank you.
Good luck.
I hope this isn't goodbye.
Go.
So, we can reasonably assume the|Goa'uld did not get any of the weapons? We can only hope.
- What about these new shields?|- The Goa'uld do not share technology.
Well, whoever Tanith is now working for,|these new shields give him an advantage.
Teal'c, any guesses who it might be? None, General Hammond.
I suppose that, whoever it is, they're|still afraid of confronting the Asgard, - or they'd've attacked Earth themselves.
|- For now.
(technician overPA)|Incoming communication.
We're getting a direct transmission from a|Tollan long-range communication device.
.
.
managed to get some people out.
|Stargate was destroyed.
- Narim.
|- All defences failing.
Ourships attempting to escape are being|shot down.
I wanted you to know that I'm sorry, sir.
That's it.
The transmission just died.