All language subtitles for Stargate SG-1 - S09E01 REMUX.eng

Who's that?

Lieutenant Colonel
Cameron Mitchell.

Two years ago,
dogfight over Antarctica.

SG-I found the Ancient
outpost, took out Anubis' fleet.

That's him?

That's him.

Remember, no matter what, we're
here to protect SG-1 at all costs.

Target the Alkesh first,
gliders second.

Go low, boys and girls.
Prometheus has our backs.

Break left.
Two gliders at our 3 o'clock.

Prometheus.

- SG-1, this is Hammond.
- Do you read?

Yes, sir.
It's good to see you.

Contact.

One bandit on the deck
and inbound.

Tally, One.

Fox Two, Fox Two.

So close.

We've been hit.
Left thruster is down.

Contact.
Two bandits on our six.

Blue leader,
we've got your six.

Nice shot, Red!

He's been hit!

Redmond!

He's gone.

Chief Master Sergeant
Walter Harriman.

The General's ready
for you, Colonel.

It's bigger than
I thought it would be.

Yes, sir.

Welcome to Stargate Command.

Feel free to have a seat.

General Landry will be
with you shortly.

He's just finishing up
a briefing with SG-12.

Thank you, Sergeant.

All right,
boys and girls, listen up.

We've got
a change of plans.

New orders
from General Hammond.

We are no longer going
after Anubis' mother ship.

SG-1 is on its way to
Antarctica in a cargo ship.

SG-1?

They think
they may have found

the Lost City
of the Ancients.

In Antarctica?

It doesn't matter where they
are or what it is they're doing.

It's SG-1, and we're gonna
cover their asses.

ETA is nine minutes.

Expect the enemy to throw
everything they have at us.

All right, saddle up, folks.

Cocky sons of bitches.

Marines. Never liked them.

You must be
Colonel Mitchell.

Yes, sir.

It's good to be here, sir.

Your service record's
impeccable, Mitchell.

What's wrong with you?

Sir?
Nobody's perfect.

Everyone has some sort
of character flaw.

What's yours?

Sometimes I can be
impatient, sir.

Well, all pilots have
type A personalities.

I'm talking about
your kryptonite.

Don't worry.
I'll figure it out. Walter!

The files on your desk

are the personnel folders
you're about to request, sir.

"About to request?”
Walter, I'd appreciate it...

You have to push
the button to talk, sir.

Thank you, Walter.

You know, the thing that's
hardest to get used to around here

is how good everybody is
at their job.

Fact is,
I like yelling at people.

Never get the damn chance.

I'll try not to lower
the average, sir.

Oh, a self-deprecating
sense of humor.

You think it'll make
people like you

despite your
outward perfection.

No.
Here you go, son.

Get started.

Sir?

You heard the disconnected
voice of the little sergeant

with psychic powers.

Those are personnel files.

Start picking your team.

General, I'm here
to join SG-1.

Colonel, you're here
to lead SG-1.

Uh, what about
Lieutenant Colonel Carter?

She's taken command of
Stargate's Rand D out of Area 51.

Since when?
Last week.

And Daniel Jackson?

Dr. Jackson putin
for reassignment.

Teal'c left the program
over a month ago.

I'm surprised General
O'Neill didn't tell you.

No.

Well, that's Jack for you.

You know, I looked for the
key to that desk for a week

before I finally got him to
admit he never had one.

The man never opened a drawer
the whole time he was here.

I'm sorry, sir.

The reason that I requested
this post...

Why...

Why I worked so hard...

"Expresses himself poorly

"when faced with
unexpected challenge?"

Your sheet says that you have
outstanding leadership skills.

Take the files, Colonel.
Choose your team

before I start to question
the accuracy of that claim.

Yes, sir.

Dr. Jackson.

Colonel.

My friends call me Cameron.

Daniel.

How are you?
I'm good, thanks.

Uh, yeah.
I heard you were coming.

Yeah. They told me
you were leaving.

Yes, finally.

You don't, uh...
You don't wanna help?

No. Actually, I came to see
if I could talk you into staying.

You're kidding.

I've been given
command of SG-1.

Wow. Oh.

Well, good for you.
You, uh, deserve it.

I think the SGC
still needs you.

Oh, there's lots
of other guys.

You're the world's foremost
expert on the Ancients.

Yes, and that's why I'm going
to Atlantis, "City of the Ancients."

Listen,

General O'Neill gave me the
choice of any posting I wanted.

I chose SG-1.

That meant Colonel Carter,
Teal'c and yourself,

not two letters, a dash
and a number.

Oh, that's nice.

I wanted to be on the front
line working with the best.

I wanted to learn from you.

Look, this is all
very flattering, but, uh...

That's not the point.

I'm sorry.

I know I... I owe you one.

We all do.

We've lost a turbine.

Heads up,
Blue leader. This is Carter.

We have another bandit
incoming.

I see it, Major.

Fox Two.

Splash. One Alkesh.

That was close.

Listen, Jackson,

I don't want you to stay because
you think you owe me one.

Unless of course
you're considering it.

Oh, no, no.

I was... I was just gonna
offer you my apartment.

Right.

Brother, I love what
you've done with the place.

These columns were salvaged
and restored

from the original
Ancient monument.

Well, it's got a real
High Council feel to it.

Hope you're taking lots of
before and after pictures.

Where's the rest of your
team, Colonel Mitchell?

Actually, it's still
kind of SG-me.

That's one of the reasons
I'm here.

I was hoping
maybe you could help me.

I can offer some names of those I
consider to be honorable warriors.

Hmm, I'd appreciate that.
I know you're busy.

We are attempting to build a
whole new system of government

that will span Jaffa worlds
throughout the galaxy.

Yeah, how's that going?

Not well.

Well, your people did
just renounce their gods.

Guess you've got to cut them
a bit of a break.

Too many are still steeped in an
old culture full of antiquated rituals

and are slow
to accept change.

I understand Major Davis
and SG-7 are trying to help out.

That has caused
problems as well.

Many view the Tau'ri with
the same level of mistrust

as a would-be enemy.

They see the proposed
system of government

as a means
to control and subvert

their newly acquired
freedom.

My allegiance to the Tau'ri is not
serving me as well as you might think

in winning votes from the most
traditional of the Jaffa electorate.

Wow.

Politics really does suck
everywhere you go.

Indeed.

Listen, maybe
it's a good thing I came by.

If this doesn't work out,

before all the space
on my team fills...

Teal'c, the Council's
returning from recess.

I must go.
Sure.

It has been good to see you,
Colonel Mitchell.

Yeah.

I will forward a list of
names as soon as I am able.

Have fun.

Did I mention
I'm on a mission from God?

Okay. Never mind.

Yo, you wanna join SG-17.

Hi. Cameron Mitchell.
Colonel.

Excuse me, can you tell me
which way to the stargate?

Stargate. Chappa'ai.
Chap...

Just point a finger.

Hi, Cameron. Hey,
Sam. It's good to see you.

Sorry it took me so long
to get back to you.

We have been up to our ears
double checking the new hyperdrive.

And then the uplink
was jammed

with the long-range
plotting program

being transmitted
by the Asgard...

No need to bore you.

How you been?
You look good.

Thanks.

Listen, Sam, come back
and rejoin SG-1.

I heard you'd been
given command.

Congratulations.

I'm not kidding.

You can keep an eye on Rand D
in your spare time

just like you always have.

Besides, Dr. Lee is pouting
because you got the post over him.

Really?

No, I made that up.

I have my reasons
for wanting this job.

I had my reasons
for wanting this job.

One of them
was working with you.

And please do not say,
"That's nice."

We'll still work together.

It won't be the same.

What if the world
needs saving?

Well, if the world
needs saving

I will be there
to do what I can.

What if the world needs saving
because I screwed up

because you weren't here
in the first place?

How about we pretend
I didn't say that?

Done.

Lieutenant Colonel Carter
to the Bridge.

Lieutenant Colonel Carter, please
report immediately to the Bridge.

Sorry, I gotta go.

Yeah.

Buy you breakfast when
you get back on solid ground.

You're on.
I'll talk to you soon.

Well, Walter,

it doesn't look like we're
getting the band back together.

I can't shake him!
Reroute power to the...

Banks, you okay?

Banks!

I'm losing it.
Hang on back there.

Eject! Eject!

Damn it! Ejection failed.

Mayday! Mayday!
We are going in.

Repeat, we are going in.

So did you decide
to go with the desk

at an angle
or flush with the door?

Is that what this is about?

You come all the way to Colorado
Springs to check up on me?

No, I had to sign
the papers to my house

and my car,

motorcycle.

You know,
I'll never forget that day

on the front porch
of my house

you standing there saying
you wanted to tell me

something about
the Stargate program.

I thought one of us
had surely lost his mind.

That may actually be true.

How are things working out
for Mitchell?

Oh, you could have told him
that SG-I had been reassigned.

You should have seen his face.

Yeah. I suppose, huh?

No, he'll, uh,
he'll get his feet.

The man's a survivor.

He's also got the best of
the best looking out for him.

A General's only as good
as the people he commands.

Who said that?

I just did.

I mean, Douglas MacArthur
may have said something similar.

Didn't he also say, "There
is no substitute for winning?"

Actually, it was, "In war, there
is no substitute for victory."

You seem to have
a knack for it.

I am fluent in Mandarin,
Russian, Spanish,

three dialects of Goa'uld,

Teneeze, Golap

and the yet-unnamed language
of the cave people of P3K-447.

And, of course, Ancient.

Spoken as well as written.

Go ahead, say anything.

No, that's okay,
I believe you.

Which is actually just,
"I believe you."

"That's okay"
is a modern vernacular

that can't be directly translated
into Ancient. However...

This is really unnecessary.

Thank you.

Eighty-seven mission hours
to 32 alien planets.

Front line ground combat
on four different occasions.

I was hoping you could tell me
something about yourself,

something personal.

People call me Dave.

It says here
that's your name.

Yes.

The magnetic properties
of the planet

make it an excellent choice

for the long-term study
of positively charged ions

on the neurons
of the brain.

...25, 26, 27,

28, 29, 30,

31, 32.

We have modified the android
body recovered from PX-3989

and are currently
incorporating the experiences

of every SG team member

since the inception
of the program

into a viable
artificial intelligence.

Wait a minute.
Are you guys saying

that this thing
actually exists?

We haven't received
our funding yet,

but we were hoping
that with your support,

perhaps the funding body would
look more favorably on our proposal.

Don't make a decision yet.

We do have
a concise but thorough,

uh, 380-page report
for you to...

Thousands
of bright yellow...

I don't know.

They... They're coming
from the surface.

I don't know what they are.

They're cutting
the enemy fleet to shreds!

My God! It's beautiful!

They're Ancient weapons.

It's SG-1, they found
what they were looking for.

The ships are being destroyed!

They're just exploding
everywhere we look!

Don't worry.
Respiration is weak.

He's bleeding internally.
I need...

Lieutenant Adam Banks' body
was recovered at 0843 this morning.

Cameron?

Cameron?

The chances of you walking
are quite slim,

but with physiotherapy,
hopefully...

None of us would be here today
if it wasn't for what you did.

The Congressional Medal
of Honor is the highest award

for valor in action
against an enemy force

that can be bestowed
upon an individual

serving in the armed services
of the United States of America.

On behalf of the President...

Get well soon.

And when you do,

you can do anything you want,
and I mean

professionally,
anything you want.

Well, not anything.

What's up, sir?

I wanted you here for this.

SG-12 sent word
five minutes ago.

They should be arriving
momentarily.

Receiving IDC.
Opening the iris.

Well, don't you all
have me surrounded.

Welcome to the SGC.
I'm General Landry.

Vala. Vala Mal Doran.

Thank you so much for
the lovely greeting party.

We all had a wonderful time
searching each other, didn't we, boys?

I know we haven't met.

That I'm sure
I would remember.

Lieutenant Colonel
Cameron Mitchell.

Nice outfit.

Thanks.

While I would normally
be thrilled

to have so much testosterone
at my disposal,

where's my Daniel?

Okay, where is it?

Nice to see you, too.
How have you been?

The tablet,
the one that leads

to the incredible Ancient
buried treasure.

There is no tablet.

What?
I lied.

I had to tell you in person.

I'm pregnant.

Pretty sure
it's yours anyway.

There's at least
a 1-in-10 chance.

Dr. Jackson.

You're the reason
we let her through the gate.

I'm sorry, sir, I really
have to finish packing.

The Daedalusdoesn't leave
for another 12 hours.

At least have a look.

Thank you.

Yep, I don't know where you
got this, but you got ripped off.

It's complete gibberish.

It's written in code.

Well, I can't crack this
in a few hours.

I know the cipher.

Then why do you need me?

Well, reading it is one thing.
Understanding it is another.

The individual I got
this from assured me

that the treasure it
describes is here on Earth.

Now, I could have come by
ship and looked for it myself,

but I know nothing
about your fair planet.

Other than it seems to have

a rather interesting if
somewhat limited gene pool.

So, where'd you get this?

The Jaffa may have won
their freedom,

but there's still more than
a few Goa'uld out there.

Most of them have lost
their dynasties, though,

and are either on the run
or in hiding.

Yeah, no doubt plotting some
means of regaining their power.

Yes, and in the meantime,
they are having a lot of trouble

maintaining the lifestyle to which
they've grown so accustomed

over the last
5,000 years or so.

As such, there are a number

of rather
interesting artifacts

currently on the market.

Anyway,
that isn't the issue.

The question is,
what's it worth?

Well, the Ancients aren't exactly
known for secret stashes of gold,

like these, for example.

Wait a minute.

These markings are Goa'uld, the
treasure's supposed to be Ancient.

What do they have
to do with this?

These are actually only
loosely related to the tablet.

Yeah, how?

You ever heard
of the Goa'uld Nut?

As in cashew? Pea?

Oh, you mean the
Egyptian sky goddess. Yes.

No, never heard of her.
These were her

ceremonial
marriage bracelets.

She wore one and her husband
of the moment wore one.

"Of the moment"?

Yes. She had many.

It's one of the few
admirable things about her.

What are you doing?

Security.

Okay, that was fun.
Now, uh, take it off.

Not until we find
the treasure.

What?

These bracelets
link us together.

The tablet is mine, and I want
my fair share of what it leads to.

That's the third blade
I've gone through.

I'm not gonna be able
to cut it off...

The hand.

If we remove the hand...

Now, I know
that on first blush

that doesn't sound like a
viable option, but I understand

that Dr. Bennet is becoming
quite proficient at reattaching...

I thought SG-12 checked
everything she had on her.

They did.

And in their defense,

at that time the bracelet wasn't
giving off any kind of energy signature.

I mean, even now,
it's... it's barely measurable.

So, what's it doing?
I mean, how does it work?

Well...

I don't know.

No, no, I... I just need
a little more time.

I'll find out.

Hey, are you okay?

Come to torture me?

How old are you?

Mental abuse
won't work either.

I have a daughter
about your age.

Hasn't listened to me
since she was 12.

Doesn't matter
what I say or do.

You're not going to bore me
with your personal life, are you?

I have to admit an hour or
two of that might break me.

I don't like being deceived!

I'm not here to hurt anyone.

And I really do hope this leads
to something fabulous for all of us,

but it's not easy out there.

I'm sure you can appreciate

that a girl has to do what
a girl has to do to survive...

I'm about as interested in your
sob story as you are in mine.

I just want you to know
that Dr. Jackson is the one

who recommended I let you
through the gate.

He thought there was a
chance that what you had to offer

might be legitimate.

And he's the one
with an alien device

now stuck on his wrist.

How this plays out

and what you get out of it
in the end

I'm gonna leave
entirely up to him.

So if I were you...

Teal'c?

Daniel Jackson.

How you doing?

Fine, I think.

I don't know what happened.
I was...

It's the bracelet.

They are called kor mak.

I figured he might know.

Yeah, she said they were

some sort of weird Goa'uld Nut
marriage thing.

I do not believe that
to be the case.

No?

No.

Should've known.

I have only heard of them
in passing

a very long time ago.

I believe it was Cronus who used
this technology when a prisoner of value

needed to be transported
by one of his Jaffa.

He would affix a bracelet
such as this to both the prisoner

and the Jaffa
responsible for him.

If they became separated for
more than a short period of time

they would both
become ill and die.

Both?

That's just about the
stupidest thing I've ever heard.

You didn't know?

Well, I knew it would
make you sick.

I didn't know it would have
the same effect on me, too.

How could you not know?

Because the person I stole
it from didn't tell me that part!

Question.

Why would the Goa'uld
design these things that way?

To punish the Jaffa
for his incompetence.

Right, of course.

Can you take it off?

I am sorry, Daniel Jackson.
As I have said,

I've only heard of this
technology in passing.

Please tell me you know
how to take this off.

Yes, of course I do.
I mean...

That's assuming that the
person I stole them from

was honest about that part.

Just do it.

All right.

As soon as we find the
treasure and I get my fair share.

Okay, just to clarify,

when I kill her, I die?

Just as if you left
her proximity.

Or we could just find
the treasure.

The Daedalusleft
two hours ago.

Sorry.

Look, the tablet is written
in Ancient code, right?

I know it's not the Lost City of
Atlantis we're looking for here,

but whatever it is
could be worth finding.

Or you're just gonna
have to marry that chick.

Yeah. Let's make babies.

Are you sure
you have this cipher right?

Yes. Why?

I can't believe I missed
the Daedalus for this.

Get over it.

You don't have to get back
to Dakara?

The Council is in recess
until tomorrow.

Curious?

Indeed.

See? This is good,
isn't it?

Being part of a team again,
working together

to unravel some
cool Ancient mystery.

Right, so we're not
working together.

But any minute now,
I bet Dr. Jackson discovers

some key piece of information
that sets us off on a great adventure.

This can't be right.

What is it?

Uh, this is a portion
of the database

the Atlantis expedition brought
back with them a few weeks ago.

Specifically it's a... a log
of the names of the Ancients

who left the planet
when it was under siege

from the Wraith
and returned to Earth.

Thousands of years ago.

Yes.

And what does this have to do
with the tablet?

Uh, see, the tablet
talks about a treasure,

but it doesn't make any specific
reference at all to where it is.

Well, it is supposed
to be here.

That's what the person
who I stole it from told me.

Before I stole it from him.

Well, I think it is here, and I
think I know where it is, too.

All right, time-out.

If the tablet doesn't say...

Uh, it doesn't say
specifically,

but it... it is signed
by a guy named Myrddin.

Never heard of him.

I... I think you have.
And the amazing partis,

his name also appears
in the database.

The Ancient
who carved this tablet

is one of the Ancients who
returned to Earth from Atlantis?

Yes.

I have an Uncle Marvin

and I'm pretty sure
I don't know any Myrddins.

Uh, that's because his... his name
in English sounds a little different.

It's...
Have you heard of Merlin?

Merlin?

King Arthur and the Knights
of the Round Table Merlin?

Yes.
Was an Ancient?

I think so.

See? That is what
I'm talking about.

Arthur was then carried off
in a barge by Merlin,

saying that he was headed
for the vale of Avalon,

which according to legend was a
magical place where the dead would meet.

Now, at the time some said
Arthur never actually died,

but would, in fact,
one day return.

From what we know about
the Ancients it's possible

that Avalon was
actually a place

where Merlin helped Arthur,
a mortal, ascend.

Are not the Ancients
prevented from interfering

with the existence
of mortals?

Ascended Ancients.
Yes, for the most part.

But it's possible Merlin was
not actually ascended himself,

but was, in fact,
just a human

far along
the evolutionary path.

What does this have to do with
where this alleged treasure is buried?

Well, there are a number
of conflicting interpretations,

but certain threads point to
the Knights of the Round Table.

Gathering great treasures from
the far corners of Arthur's domain

and hiding them in a
magical stronghold at Avalon.

Including the Holy Grail.

According to some.

So this grail,
what's that worth?

What?

In 1191, the monks
at Glastonbury Abbey

claimed to have found
the grave of King Arthur.

On the stone burial was an inlay
lead cross with the inscription...

"Here lies
the famous King Arthur

"buried on the isle
of Avalon."

Now, the claim was not
taken seriously until 1278

when Henry Il ordered
the grave to be exhumed.

Now, Glastonbury,

a small town about 125 miles
west of London

has been a... a pilgrimage
for believers since.

Yes, yes. And the point is?

Certain Celtic legends says
that Glastonbury Tor,

the hill overlooking the town,
is actually hollow

and that contained within it is the
entrance to the underworld Avalon.

Has no one ever done
any sort of geological survey?

There've been several
scientific studies apparently...

Jackson, I... I... I...

We're talking about
the Ancients here, sir.

It's very possible that,
uh, the underground entrance

was concealed with
some sort of technology.

Sir, we're hoping to use the Asgard
sensors aboard the Prometheus

to find something we haven't
been able to see before.

Thank you.

Well, two years ago, I wouldn't have
believed we'd find an Ancient outpost

under a mile of ice
in Antarctica.

I'll call the President.

I'm sure he'll want to inform
the British Prime Minister.

That was fantastic.
You talk to Carter yet?

Uh, yeah.
She can't make it.

What?

This is huge, we could be on the
brink of another major discovery

of Ancient technology here.

I'm sure she'll be interested
in whatever we find.

Hey, try playing hard to get.

Well, look who's talking.

So what do you reckon
the range of these things is?

Well, Dr. Lee seems to think we
need to stay within 100 feet or so,

more than half an hour
outside that boundary

we'll begin to feel
the effects.

You know,
if we do find something,

I think maybe Teal'cand I
should check it out.

Uh, I missed the Daedalus
because of this.

If we find a secret
Ancient base, I'm going.

That means we gotta
take her with us.

Good point.

Look, I want you there.
You know that.

I'm just thinking we
could stay in radio contact.

Lieutenant Colonel Mitchell,

please report
to auxiliary control room two.

Oh, now, this brings back
memories. How's that?

Isn't this
where I beat you up?

No.

No, I'm pretty sure that right
there is where I crushed your...

All right,
excuse me, kids.

Marks, what you got?

Well, thanks to
the Asgard sensors,

we were able to map around
the energy distortion

that would have normally
fooled deep-ground sonar.

I was able to define
a large main cavern,

a network of tunnels
and some smaller caves.

Well done, Lieutenant.

Can you see
what's in there?

Say, large piles
of precious metals?

Like I said,
we could only map

the exterior
of the structure.

Can you get us in there?

Well, it's almost
a half-mile underground

and there's no visible
access from the surface.

Asgard beams.

Tried that.
Doesn't seem to penetrate

whatever sort of energy
shield is disguising the caves.

Rings.

The Ancients were
the gate builders, right?

And they invented
the rings, too.

They had to get in
and out of there somehow,

and I know this ship
has rings...

Yeah, yeah, good times.
She's right, though.

If there are rings
down there

we should be able
to lock on.

But your radios won't work.

Looks like
we're all going.

You'll be on your own.

Ladies first.

Well, then after you.

Come on.
This is fun, right?

Be quick!

And empty.

I haven't been this disappointed
since Daniel and I had sex.

A sword in a stone.

What's that supposed
to mean?

Well, King Arthur once
pulled a sword from a stone

as proof of his righteousness
and loyalty.

Excalibur.

Actually, that's a common
misconception.

See, Excalibur was forged by
the Lady of the Lake at Avalon,

but it wasn't given
to King Arthur

until after the sword he pulled
from the stone broke in battle.

Give it a try, muscles.
I'll give you half.

Okay, yeah.

Yeah, it's in there
pretty good.

Welcome, ye Knights
of the Round Table,

men of honor, followers of
the path of righteousness.

Only those with wealth
of knowledge

and truth of spirit shall be
given access to the underworld,

the storehouse of riches
of Ambrosius Aurelianus.

Prove ye worthy,

and all shall be revealed.

That's incredible.

Certain scholars
have speculated

that Ambrosius and Arthur
are one and the same,

but that would've made him
at the Battle of Mount Badon.

I-It's actually
quite fascinating.

See, Ambrosius was
the son of the emperor...

Yes, yes, yes.

Fascinating is
the one thing it's not.

How do we prove ye worthy
and get all to be revealed?

I have no idea, but
something tells me truth of spirit

might be a problem for you.

You know nothing about me.

'Cause everything that comes
out of your mouth is a lie.

Don't make me separate
you two.

Perhaps there's something
in these tunnels.

See, that is why he's here.

Genius. We're gonna split up.

I'm with Teal'c.

Yo, wait up.

I guess it would've been
too easy for them

to just leave their stuff
laying out in the open.

Maybe it's just me,

but I'm digging this rapport
developing between the two of us.

You should give me
a weapon.

Nope.

There could be some sort
of icky creature down here

left behind
to protect the treasure.

For hundreds of years?

Some sort of stasis
or hibernation.

What if it senses
our presence

and awakens hungry
for human flesh?

That doesn't quite sound
like an Ancients' style.

Still.

I'm sure if there is
a monster down here

it's gonna be much more
scared of you than you are of it.

Especially once it gets
to know you.

Check this out.

Okay, that can't be good.

Jackson, come in.

Jackson, can you hear me?

If you immediately know
that candlelight is fire...

Nothing.

Okay, the hologram said that only
those with a wealth of knowledge

and truth of spirit
will pass.

This has to be a test.

What does it say?

It says,
"The universe is infinite."

That seems infinitely
not useful.

How about this one?

"The treasure
is in this pot.”

Really?

I was hoping for something a
little more substantial, but okay.

No, wait! Wait!

Too obvious?
Give me a minute.

Not a minute.

Still not a minute.

All right.

I am assuming this is
some kind of puzzle.

Can you read this writing?

No.

Well, I think we're supposed to
arrange the stones in some sort of order.

What do you think?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, man!

Bullets bounce!

Okay, how about this?

We open both of them,

whichever one the
treasure's in is the right one.

No, I think that's the wrong
idea. There's two pots here.

I think the point of the
exercise is to only open one pot.

This says,
"Treasure is inside.”

Right. Which makes it
the obvious first choice.

So over to the gold!
No.

Back to the silver, then.

Don't!

It's empty.

There's nothing I hate more
than a bold-faced lie.

Okay...
Would you stop!

What? We're already trapped
in here.

How much worse can it get?

How about that much?

I knew it was a mistake
the moment I said it.

The moment.

Okay.

That didn't work.

Indeed.

Oh, come on.

This one's empty, too.

I know.

That doesn't make sense.

I know!

Colonel Mitchell!

Two down, and only a billion
possible combinations to go.

Are you still having fun,
Colonel Mitchell?

So, what do we do?
I don't know.

You don't know?

So now is a bad time to tell
you that I hate small spaces?

Do you ever get a bad
feeling about something?