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Sir, it's possible the beacon
we detected with the malp

was activated remotely
upon impact.

If there was anyone left
in those forward sections,

I doubt
they could have survived, sir.

There should be
an indication somewhere

of how long they were crashed.

Sir,

these people are alive.

At least, they're in
some form of cryogenic sleep.

Any civilization without
faster-than-light technology

would have to resort
to something like this

in order to cross the vast
distances between stars.

Otherwise, it would take
an entire generation or more,

and given the effects
of relativity...

We've got a shipload
of frozen people.

That would be the more
succinct way of putting it, yes, sir.

Their current states probably
protected them from the impact.

How many of them
do you think there are?

From the configuration
of the ship's exterior,

I would say four compartments
of varying size.

All right,
we'll do a quick head count,

see what we're dealing with,
and call for support.

Carter, Teal'c,
you pair up.

Daniel and I will start
in this compartment.

Yes, sir.

Five, six...

105.

Jack!

O'Neill?

Major Carter?

Daniel Jackson, respond.

O'Neill?

Major Carter?

Daniel Jackson?

It's SG-4's 1.D.C, sir.

They're signaling
that they've got SG-1.

Defense and medical teams,
stand by.

Open the Iris.

What have we got?

They're both unconscious.
Vital signs otherwise stable.

Get them to the infirmary
and maintain security protocols.

Yes, ma'am.

Daniel?

I have to go back,
I have to go back...

I have to go back,
I have to go back!

No!

Daniel...

Daniel, it's okay.
Don't be afraid.

Sergeants!

It's okay.

Who are you?

What is this place?

Notify me the moment
they regain consciousness.

Yes, sir.

Who's responsible
for this?

I demand to know
why this has happened!

Why am I a prisoner?

Those may be removed
when you decide to calm down.

Calm? How do you
expect me to be calm?

I was made promises that
nothing like this could happen,

that nothing
could go wrong.

All right,
let's start there.

Can you tell me
what has gone wrong?

What's gone wrong?

What has gone wrong?

Well, this is not the stromos,

you are not
a member of my staff,

and that is not me.

All right,
listen carefully.

We did not do this.

In fact, we're in the dark
about what has happened

as much as you
apparently are.

I will undergo
no more of your tests.

Are you in pain?

Yes!

Yes, a great deal.

All right.

I'll get something,

but in the meantime,

try to stay calm, oryou'll
be restrained further.

You have no ideawho I am,
do you?

That is not Daniel Jackson.

But is he a Goa'uld?

No, although at the moment,
he's every bit as arrogant.

Then is Dr. Jackson suffering

from some sort
of mental illness?

I honestly
don't know yet, sir.

His preliminary e.E.G. Readings
are like nothing I've ever seen.

On one hand,
there's indication of coma,

but at the same time,
we're seeing readings

like those of a dozen people
all jumbled together.

Is his condition
life threatening?

I couldn't even guess.

He is claiming to be
a passenger

from the crashed
alien vessel

we discovered
on the planet.

How is that possible?

I have no idea, sir,
but Teal'c is right,

and I think we're dealing
with more than one passenger.

I mean Daniels behavior
in the gate room

and throughout
the preliminary testing

was distinctly different
than his current behavior.

I'd say we've witnessed at
least two, maybe even three

separate personalities.

Could there be more?

We discovered several hundred
passengers in cryogenic suspension.

Colonel O'Neill

had requested an enumeration
of the cryogenic chambers.

While we were
separated,

I lost consciousness
momentarily,

for what reason, I am unsure.

When I returned,

I found Daniel Jackson,
colonel O'Neill, and major Carter

in their current states.

Speaking of which, sir,

I'd like to checkin
on the colonel and Sam.

Keep me apprised.
Yes, sir.

Teal'c, maybe you
should head down

to the infirmary yourself.

I intend to remain here.

Very well.

I'm ordinarily
a very rational man.

Of course you are,
Dr. Jackson.

I am a sovereign of talthus.

My name is martice.

I beg your pardon, sir?

Oh, "sir"

well, that's a start.

Pupils are still
a little dilated.

It's as though
they were struck

with some sort
of powerful zat weapon.

At least their e.E.G.S
are still normal.

Oy.

Doctor?

Inform general Hammond
the colonels awake.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey, doc.

How are you feeling, sir?

Headache. Bad.

Well, I can
take care of that,

but first I need to know
if you're feeling... Yourself.

Well, other than
this nail through my head,

I'm fine.

Why?

I'll explain later.

Teal'c managed to get
the three of you

back to the Stargate
from the ship.

My team took it from there.

Carter and Daniel?

Major Carter is suffering the
same-after effects as you, sir.

Janet?

Sam.

Hey, it's going
to be fine.

You've both suffered
some sort of neural shock.

Colonel, major,
how are you feeling?

Got a nail in my head, sir.

That sounds
like our colonel O'Neill.

Their e.E.G.S show
normal brain activity, sir.

They appear to be unaffected.

Unaffected by what?

Where's Daniel?

Sir, I need you to stay
right where you are,

at least
until you're strong enough.

I'm fine.

No, you're not, sir.

No, I'm not.

Just find the small woman

and tell her
that what she gave me

is not good enough.

It isn't working.

Do you speak?

How are you
feeling now?

Your medicine is worthless.

You're still
in pain?

This body must be damaged.

I doubt that.

Dr. Jackson
was in perfect health.

I assume Dr. Jackson

was the former...

Not that I have anything
against it, mind you.

It's younger and stronger
than my own.

Did something happen
to my own body?

In times of disaster, people
need their sovereign to look up to.

How will they
recognize me now?

I've already told you
we didn't do this.

How else could I have arrived
in this situation?

We don't know.

How useful you are.

What is this place?

It's one of our medical
isolation rooms.

Could you be less specific?

In a military
facility

on a planet called earth.

Earth.

The ship was bound for ardena.

How far away are we
from ardena?

I don't know.

The other passengers...

They will be concerned for me,

as I am for them, of course.

Most of them
are still on board the ship,

but we think
it's possible

that several of them
may be here with us right now.

As prisoners?

No, we think they may
be right here in this room.

We don't know
the reason,

but somehow, several of the
passengers who were in cryogenic sleep

have...

What's happening?

Martice?

No, martice is a sovereign.

I'm... I'm just a crew member.

Is that...

How can this be?

It's all right.

I'm here to help you.

No, no.
This is wrong.

This is a mistake.

Yes, it is,
one that we want to correct.

I'm Dr. Fraiser.

I am tryan.
Engineer, second rank.

All right, tryan,
why don't we start again?

Again?

I don't recognize
this man...

Or, rather, myself.

His name is Daniel Jackson.

The body you're inhabiting
belongs to him.

He wasn't aboard the stromos.

No.

Then how can I have ended up
in his body?

Your ship crashed
on a planet we call p2a347.

We don't know how or why
the crash occurred,

only that
the only survivors

were those
in cryogenic sleep.

When Daniel Jackson

and the other members of
histeam boarded your ship,

this happened.

I have no memory
of coming here.

What do you remember?

Brace for acceleration.

Tryan?

Compartment
is secure, sir.

Very well.

Leaving talthus,
entering my sleep chamber,

then seeing your face here.

Why am I restrained?

It wasn't you.

You're the fourth personality
to emerge

since being brought back.

We believe that there
are others from your ship

in there
along with you.

In one body?

Plus Dr. Jackson.

No, the strain on the body
would be too great.

It wouldn't survive.

Do you know that for certain?

It couldn't happen. The only
conceivable result would be insanity.

Then we should both hope
you're wrong.

Dr. Fraiser,
you don't appreciate

that what's happened
is technically impossible.

This can't happen.

One cannot return to any
other body than one's own.

There are failsafes
to prevent that.

Tryan, it has happened.

All you need to do is look in
the mirror to prove it to yourself.

Now, we don't have
a lot of time,

and you're the first personality to
emerge so far that's been helpful,

so I need you to think,
all right?

How could this happen?

A cryosleeper's consciousness
is stored

in the same memory module

that maintains
the sleeper's body.

There is simply no way
to separate them

or send the consciousness
to any other

than its corresponding body,
unless...

Oh, no.

Unless the sleepers' bodies
are dead.

O'Neill...

Major Carter.

I am pleased
to see you have recovered.

How is he?

Yet another personality
has emerged.

Dr. Fraiser appears
to be making progress.

How did he get stuck in here?

Daniel Jackson's preliminary
electroencephalogram

proved anomalous.

I dare you to say that again.

Dr. Fraiser declared
a code 17.

Dr. Jackson has been
under constant guard,

and only she
and a few of her staff

have had any direct contact
as a precautionary measure.

She thought he was a Goa'uld?

We've since ruled that out,

but I'm not taking any chances

until we can determine
the means

by which
these additional persons

have found their way
into Dr. Jackson.

To do that, I'd have to have another
look at their cryogenic systems.

Schedule a mission briefing with
Dr. Fraiser as soon as possible.

With your permission, sir,

I'd like to stick it out here
with Daniel.

You realize only medical
personnel are allowed access.

Yes, sir.

Very well.

All right, tryan, look,

let's not jump
to conclusions here.

I'm sorry.

There's simply no other way
that this could have happened.

Only then can the failsafes
be overridden

and the consciousness purged
from the system.

I am dead,

as are the others
who may reside in this body.

We can't be sure of that
until we go back to the planet.

And then you will see.

Okay, look, just help me out
with something here.

Why do you separate the
consciousness from the body

in the cryosleep process?

A consciousness cannot survive
the restoration process

without significant loss
of memory and intellect.

A person undertaking
such a long journey

without proper storage
of their consciousness

would arrive
at their destination

as a mere fraction
of themselves.

The very essence of
that person would be lost.

So the memory requirement
must be enormous.

Each cryogenic capsule contains
an active matrix memory module

sufficient
to sustain one single mind.

Its systems are connected with
those that regulate and sustain

the corresponding
sleeper's body.

Well, then,
it may be possible

to upload your consciousness
back into that memory.

Each module can store
only one consciousness.

Then do it one at a time.

No, that's not possible.

Here.

Could these same water molecules
ever be returned to this glass

just as they were before,
no more or no less,

in precisely
the same configuration?

No.

Our minds have been
blended together,

poured into one vessel,

ill-equipped
to sustain our volume.

Yeah, but if the computers
on board your ship

can separate the human
consciousness from the body,

then surely
they can isolate the...

Can you hear that?

No, I can't hear anything.

The others... Their
voices, I can hear them.

They're getting louder.

Tryan, look, I need you
to stay with me, all right?

We need to
work together on this.

It's the most incredible
feeling...

The others can't
help like you.

No one can help.

Don't say that.

They're pulling at me now.
I don't know how...

Janet?

Daniel?

What's going on?

Look, something has happened.

I need you to just
stay with me, okay?

Just hang in there.

That was it. A moment later,
another person emerged,

but we didn't learn anything
from her,

so he only surfaced
for a moment,

but it was definitely Daniel.

At least we know
he's still in there.

Dr. MacKenzie
just did a detailed analysis

of his e.E.G.
And m.R.L. Readings.

We think that Daniel himself
is in a sort of coma,

having been suppressed
by the others.

It's as though
his own consciousness

has retreated,
protecting itself.

That's why he could only
surface for such a short time.

The others signals
are a jumbled mess.

How many others are there?

It's only a guess,

but Dr. MacKenzie believes
Daniel could be carrying the minds

of as many as a dozen
of the ship's passengers.

Sir, it's possible I could
reconfigure the ship's systems

to separate Daniel.

The last time you were on
that ship, you were attacked.

It may have been
automated defenses.

I think not,
major Carter.

I discovered Daniel Jackson at the
base of one of the sleep chambers.

The door was open.

There's no way Daniel would have stepped
into one of those things on his own.

Then someone else
must have done so.

Perhaps I regained
consciousness

before his assailant
was able to do the same to us.

The question is, why?

Tryan seemed absolutely sure

that his physical body
was dead.

So?

So what if this was a desperate
attempt to preserve these people?

What if the person
who attacked you

was simply trying to keep these
people alive the only way he could?

The ship could not have
sustained them indefinitely.

So Daniels a lifeboat?

Yeah, it's possible.

Sir, I recommend that SG-12
accompany us back to the planet.

They can search the ship
for whoever did this

while I study
the cryogenic systems.

You have a go.

Dismissed.

Don't think
we've had a chance to meet.

Where's my father?

I'm sorry.
I don't know.

Do you mind
if I sit down beside you?

Okay.

There.

What about them?

Oh, no, they
won't hurt you.

Tell you what.

Why don't I tell you
everything I know,

and then we'll just take it
from there, okay?

What's your name?

Keenin.

Keenin?

That's a very nice name.

I'm Dr. Fraiser.

SG-12, move out.

I know you would do anything
to save Dr. Jackson,

but the last thing
we need

is for this to happen
to the both of you.

We have every intention
of avoiding that, sir.

Good luck.

Keenin, we're trying to
figure out everything we can

about how this happened.

What's the last thing
you remember?

My father...

Why can't I wait
with you?

The ship must accelerate

to escape
the flare's radiation.

You'll be safer here.

You will dream sweet dreams,

and when you awaken, we'll
be in orbit around ardena,

and I will be right here.

Talthus will be gone.

Hundreds of years
will have passed, keenin,

and all of this hardship

will be part
of our distant history.

Do you understand?

Now...

Close your eyes.

I... I didn't want to go.

I wanted to stay on talthus.

So you had to leave?

They knew it was
going to happen

since a long time
before I was born.

Do you know what
a dark star is?

Uh-huh, one that's
burned out its fuel.

They said that it would pass close
enough to our sun to make it flare

and that
it would engulf talthus.

I knew my whole life that
the world was going to end.

So your people
built the stromos.

They built three ships
including the stromos,

but it wasn't enough.

They had a lottery,

and they said
that was the only fair way,

but my father was an officer
on the stromos,

so he was allowed to pick
one person from his family.

My mother made him choose me.

It's all right.

My mother said she would
take her chance with the lottery,

but she wasn't chosen.

The sovereigns were chosen,
but she wasn't chosen.

No one I knew
was chosen.

I wanted to stay with her.

It's okay. Shh.

It's all right.

It's all right. Shh.

It's okay.

What are you doing?

Martice?

You may address me
as sovereign,

and I will ask you
never to do that again.

Now, what have you done
to resolve this?

SG-12, this is Carter.
Come in.

This is SG-12. We've
just begun our search.

Stay in radio contact.
Carter out.

These power level readings
are extremely low.

I don't know how it could
still be working.

Perhaps if we revived
one of them,

they may be
of some assistance.

I don't think there's
even enough power to do that.

I demand to speak
to someone in authority.

Well, I'm sorry.
You're stuck with me.

Why have you involved
the boy in this?

What boy?

The boy.

You were just talking to him.

Where is he?

If we don't get these systems hooked
up to another power source soon,

these people are going to die.

We'll need
a naquadah generator,

and I'll have
to build some...

One generator
should be enough.

Please don't hurt us.

Tell them to stop shouting.

It is unendurable.

I can't hear them.

Be silent.

They're in your mind, martice.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

What you say, it cannot be so.

I... have responsibilities
to attend to.

I cannot remain here.

You cannot leave.

3,000 of our people
depend on me to lead them.

I am their sovereign.
They have sworn an oath to me.

I'm sorry.

It Is my destiny
to rule over ardena!

Now, listen,

you don't understand the
seriousness of your condition.

You still don't realize
who you are talking to.

I don't give a damn.

You don't belong in that man's
body, and I intend to take it back.

Are there other conscious
people aboard this ship?

No.

The others still sleep.

Why have you come back?

You've done something
to one of our people.

Is he here with you?

He is not.

Are you the one responsible?

There was no choice...
No other way.

You must do the same.

I don't think so.

The ship's power is failing.

It is the only way
we can save them.

Pharrin figured out a way
to override the failsafes.

It can be done.

Don't you see?

These souls are the last
of an entire world.

They cannot be allowed
to end like this.

Maybe there's
another way.

No, no,

the power is fading even now,
in every compartment.

If the two of you carried
but a handful of souls,

we could route the remaining
power back to the others...

That's not going to happen.

We do not know how many more
we can accommodate.

We?

I believe
he, like Daniel Jackson,

carries the consciousness
of many.

13 souls now reside
in pharrin's body.

I fear I can harbor no more.

To what end do you attempt to preserve
their lives? Their bodies are dead.

We are the last
of an entire world.

The other ships will come.

We have sent a message.

They will hear it,
and they will come,

and when they dq, they
will find a way to restore us.

Why did you not attempt
to revive the others?

After the ship crashed,

we still don't know
why it happened.

He was revived
by the computer,

but the power requirement
of his restoration

caused too great a drain

in the rest of
the compartment.

Power levels were dropping.

Pharrin had only minutes
to restore power

to 12 of the sleeper chambers

before the occupants
were dead,

but there wasn't enough time.

Pharrin was failing them
one by one.

There was no other choice,

no other way to preserve us.

There are over a thousand
souls aboard the stromos.

If pharrin had attempted
to revive the others,

then many more may have died.

Even one person
to share the burden...

Pharrin walked
as far as he could see.

There was little more
than rock.

Neither was there
sufficient water or food

remaining aboard
after the crash.

Pharrin dared not revive
another soul.

We are not alone.

We live in a democracy of one.

It Is strange, yes,

but we are the chosen
survivors of an entire race.

How could pharrin have allowed
even one of us to be lost?

Still,
we could have helped you.

There was no time.

We should have asked them.

No, we could not take
the chance.

You would never have
consented, would you?

We would not.

Then we chose correctly.

Our mistake was to flee

when you revived so quickly
from our stun weapon

and returned for your friends,

but too many of us
were afraid.

There are other ways
that we can help.

How?

Well, for starters,

we could provide you with
an alternate power source,

one capable of bringing
your energy reserves

back up to where they need
to be to revive your people.

It's possible that
I can retrieve it

and have it up and running
within a few hours.

Pharrin,
there is no other way.

Listen to her!

No. We must wait.
The ships will come.

We can take you anywhere
you want to go,

another world, like ardena.

You have a ship?

We know of a device

capable of transporting all of
your people instantaneously

to any number of worlds.

We call it a Stargate.

Such a device is not possible.

Come back with us
and I'll prove it to you.

However, we will only
consent to do so

if you return our friend
to his former state.

He is preserving life.

At the expense of his own,
against his will.

Please do not ask us
to do this.

We're not asking.

The souls that your friend
carries within him

are amongst the most
precious of all.

Our friend is equally
as important to us.

There will be nowhere
forthem to go.

They will be lost.

But it is possible
to undo this?

How can I abandon them
so easily?

We have sworn to protect
the sovereign,

but we may save
the hundreds of others.

Pharrin...

There is a way.

Do you understand
that what we're offering

could save everyone
on this ship?

And do you understand

that one of the souls that
your friend carries within him

is my son?

Please! Why does
it hurt so much?

All right, prepare
100 micrograms of fentanyl.

That won't be necessary,
Dr. Fraiser.

I seem to have a higher
threshold for pain than the others.

Tryan?

Yes.

Oh, thank god for that.

Janet?

Can I have aword?

I'll be back.

Are you sure
you trust this guy?

He has much to gain
by assisting us.

Officer pharrin, sir.

Engineer tryan, second rank.

Tryan. Of course.

Of all of our crew,

you would have thought
this was not possible.

And of all our crew, sir,

you're the one
who would find away to do it.

How did you manage?

Our training
and a shared will to survive.

It Is a strange way
of living with others,

but it is better
than the alternative.

What of our ship
and her passengers, sir?

Our ship crash-landed.

We failed to reach ardena.

Her passengers
may yet be saved,

but not without
considerable sacrifice

to you and to the others
of the stromoqos

that reside within you.

I understand, sir.

These people possess
a device

capable of transporting
all our people

to another world,

perhaps even ardena.

It is very real,

and it will save
our people...

But in exchange,

they ask that their friend
be returned to them

as he was before.

I believe it can be done
if we act quickly.

It is a reasonable bargain.

I will do whatever is
necessary, sir.

Whatever you ask of me.

No.

There will be no sacrifice
of any kind.

Officer pharrin,
as your sovereign,

I demand you return me
to the ship immediately.

Forgive me, sovereign.

Pharrin...

We have sworn an oath
to do his will.

We cannot proceed.

Officer pharrin...

I have given you a command.

Do you understand me?

Oh, for crying out loud.

Get up.

I have sworn
to protect the sovereign.

Your sovereign's dead.
Get up.

His soul lives on.

Not if I cut him out.

You would not.

Oh, yes, would.

Pharrin,
you will listen to me...

Don't listen.

You just do
what you came here to do.

Forgive us, sovereign.

It Is the only way
to protect our people.

I will not surrender this
body, not at any cost.

It is mine.
It was never ours to take.

If you save anyone,
you will save me.

The people
of talthus will die.

Let them.

Forgive me, sovereign...
How dare you touch me?

For 12 years, we have fought
to save the people of talthus,

and we will do everything
in our power to do so,

no matter how great
the sacrifice.

Father?

Keenin...

I am so sorry, my son.

You must sacrifice as well...

And we will be
together.

Do you understand?

The people of talthus
will be safe

and they will remember us
forever.

But we'll be together.

We'll be together.

Well?

Well, there's no way
totellyet

if they all made it
into pharrin,

but Daniels readings
are back to normal.

How did you do that?

It wasn't me, sir.
It was Daniel.

His consciousness
protected itself,

and he never emerged
for more than a few seconds.

That's what allowed pharrin
to separate the others

from Daniel
and absorb them himself.

The more the merrier, I guess.

He'll stay
in suspended animation

until the other ship
passengers

can be revived
and take care of him.

You mean them.

The naquadah generator
will sustain the power, sir.

We should be able to begin the
restoration process within hours.

And we can start relocating
them shortly after that.

Good.

We'll leave that for SG-4.

They love that kind of stuff.

How's Daniel?

He'll probably
be unconscious for a while.

I think it's best
if we get... what?

Daniel?

Is that you?

Jack?

How are you doing?

Bad headache.

Nail-in-the-head
kind of thing?

Yeah. Something like that.

Yeah.