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No... Listen to me now.

If you can't confirm my observations,
you must have the coordinates wrong,

because there is definitely
something up there.

For the tenth time, it is in Cassiopeia.

Declination 61 degrees, six minutes.

Right ascension two hours, 48 minutes.

That's impossible.

Yes, I'm sure.

Listen. Listen, I am not some
crackpot phoning in a UFO here.

I am the cofounder of
the Northern Susquenita County

Amateur Astronomical Society. I've been
tracking this thing for three nights.

Whatever it is, it is very big,
it is very close,

and I will not shut up about this until...

Never mind.

This image was generated from satellite
observations made in the last few hours.

The asteroid has an irregular shape,

but we've calculated its length
from end to end

to be approximately 137 kilometres.

I've seen this movie. It hits Paris.

It'll strike somewhere in the Arctic Circle.
Probably Greenland or the Barents Sea.

Nobody knows this but us?
How is that possible?

The asteroid was discovered by a civilian

who's since been "persuaded"
to keep it quiet.

The reason no one else has detected it
is that the object's path is highly atypical.

It's outside the plane
of the solar system

occupied by the planets
and the asteroid belt.

In fact, it's a fluke that anyone
saw it at all. We got lucky.

I don't see how in any way this is lucky.

Well, seven or eight years ago,
there'd be nothing we could do about it.

The Stargate opens other options for us.

A little help from our friends?

- Yes, sir.
- Perhaps the Tok'ra could assist.

They've been on the run since the Goa'uld
attacked their base at Revanna.

We've already sent a message asking for
their help. There hasn't been any reply.

The Asgard owe us a favour.

We could contact them through the K'Tau.

The treaty with the Goa'uld means the
Asgard cannot prevent natural disasters.

The Goa'uld tried to make the
Tollans send a bomb through the iris.

- Screw the treaty.
- Well, one of our allies will help.

I hope you're right.

Otherwise, in 11 days and 16 hours,
all life on Earth will be wiped out.

I'm afraid the answer is no.

Come on, guys. Throw me a bone here.

The Protected Planets Treaty
leaves no room for interpretation.

They tried to attack us.

It was the Tollans who attempted to send
the explosive device through your iris.

By whose order?

The System Lords
deny knowledge of this incident.

Of course they deny it.

The Treaty does allow
for the arbitration of such disputes.

We would need to assemble
a commission of inquiry,

consisting of equal numbers of
Asgard and Goa'uld representatives.

We would also need corroborating
testimony from the Tollans.

That's gonna be a problem,

as they've been wiped out by the Goa'uld.

That is unfortunate.

And I suppose, when Earth gets hit
by that rock and we're all wiped out,

that's gonna be unfortunate too?

Very.

- And after that I kind of lost my temper.
- What exactly does that mean?

Let's just say Jack made
a reference to Freyr's mother.

We'll discuss his diplomatic
shortcomings later.

Right now I'd like to know our options.

I say we nuke it ourselves.

We have sufficiently large- yield
warheads to deflect it,

but we don't have a delivery system
which can reach the asteroid in time.

The cargo ship I crashed
on Revanna must still be there.

In how many pieces?

Our understanding of Goa'uld technology
has improved. We might be able to fix it.

- How much time?
- With the right team, two days.

I'll assign anyone you need, Major.

Assuming we can fix it, how long
will it take to fly back to Earth?

Revanna's not exactly next door.

Even pushing the engines past 100%,
it would take eight, nine days.

- Leaving little margin for error.
- Then let's get started. Dismissed.

Colonel, I have every confidence
in SG-1's abilities.

However, as a contingency plan,
the president has ordered me

to begin Alpha team evacuations
through the gate.

Major Davis will be arriving from
the Pentagon to coordinate.

- Yes, sir.
- If Major Carter cannot repair the ship,

you will report immediately to
the Alpha site and assume command.

- General?
- No debates on this one. That's an order.

Yeah.

- Good to go, sir.
- Teal'c, show'em the way.

This way.

- This, uh... big enough?
- 1, 200 naqahdah- enhanced megatons.

- That's a lot?
- It's the most powerful warhead there is.

It's the equivalent of
one billion tons of TNT.

That's a lot.

Hey! What are you doing?

I'm sorry, I can't do this. I can
give you a list of some good engineers.

Come on, Spellman. I do this every day.

You don't understand what happens to
your body when you go through it. I do.

- We need you for this mission.
- It defies the laws of physics.

Spellman, you're going.

It doesn't look so bad.

Our first priority is auxiliary power.
Then it's hyperdrive and life support.

Right.

Is there a rest room?

My first priority.

Ah, they'll fix it up.

- I'm confident.
- Me too.

As am I.

I looked again. I still can't find it.

- Did you check the guidance system?
- Twice.

OK, I guess we'll have to assume
that there isn't one on board.

- One what?
- We're ready to attempt an engine start.

Yeah, fine. Assume there isn't one what?

Recall device.

The X- 301? That was you guys?

You must admit it performed beautifully

until you and Teal'c
were sent into... deep space.

Yeah!

Nice work.

- Carter.
- Attempting engine start.

Carter?

That's got it, sir. We're good to go. I'll
repair the remaining systems on the way.

Once you get to the Revanna gate, dial
the Alpha site. They're expecting you.

I think I speak for about six billion people
when I say "good luck".

You too.

- I'm gonna wanna talk to you guys.
- Teal'c, try to take it easy on the engines.

Why?

I'm slightly concerned that if we
push them too hard and they burn out

before we reach escape velocity,

we'll come crashing back to the planet.

- I'm confident.
- Me too.

As am I.

I appreciate that, but if
we don't hear from SG-1...

- We're getting a message, sir. It's SG-1.
- You were saying?

The signal's being relayed through
AF SATCOM. Audio only.

- Pipe it through, Sergeant.
- Yes, sir.

Please respond.

SG-1. This is General Hammond.
Please respond.

Sir, we've just
dropped out of hyperspace.

We should reach the asteroid
in a few minutes.

We're relieved to hear that, Major.

You sent engineers
to the Alpha site ten days ago.

The ship's barely flying as it is, sir.
We're lucky we made it this far.

Understood. Proceed with your mission.

Yes, sir.

All right. 39 minutes before impact, the
asteroid will reach the fail- safe position.

After that point, it'll be too close
to Earth for the explosion to deflect it.

That leaves us three and a half hours.

So we just drop off the bomb and... what?

Our scans show that the asteroid
is pitted with impact craters and fissures.

We fly the ship into the deepest crater we
can find at a right angle to its trajectory.

The crater should direct the explosive
force of the bomb like a rocket nozzle.

When we're just above the surface,
we bring down the MALP with the bomb.

Then we land, and two of us go EVA.

That would be you and me.

We walk the MALP down into a fissure at
the bottom of the crater to focus the blast.

We set the timer
and then we get out of there.

- Piece of cake.
- There is one other thing.

We're about to pass through the Leonids:
a cometary trail Earth crosses sometimes.

The shields should help protect the ship.

Anyone caught outside
is gonna have to find cover, and fast.

What was that?

I'm having difficulty
with the sub- light engines.

Yes, you are.

Sir?

- What is it?
- An overload in the control systems.

- Backups?
- We don't have any.

Sir, we just lost SG-1's signal.

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

SG-1, please respond.

How's the head?

The sub- light engines have shut down.

Big asteroid problem here.

Try using manoeuvring thrusters
to slow us down.

I am. It's not working.

Daniel is correct. Manoeuvring
thrusters appear to be insufficient.

They're all we've got.

Sir! Deep- space tracking
still has a fix on the ship,

but we show them approaching
the asteroid way too fast.

- Any time now.
- The thrusters are in full reverse, O'Neill.

- We're coming in faster than we should.
- Yes.

Faster than we should
with thrusters at maximum.

90 metres per second.

80. This rate of deceleration
isn't gonna cut it. We're gonna hit.

- What happened?
- We're inside a deep crater.

50 metres per second.

40.

30.

We stopped descending.

No, I understand. Thank you.

Sir?

We got a message from NASA.
According to their calculations,

SG-1 has crashed into the asteroid
at over 60 metres per second.

- Do they have confirmation?
- No, sir.

It's an estimate based on
the ship's last known position.

Any chance of survivors?

At that velocity, sir, it's...

it's very unlikely.

Sir.

If this is true, and the mission is down,

we're out of options.

It's time to call the president.

- The sub- light drive is down.
- As are shields and communications.

It might be easier to list what is working.

- The bomb?
- It's good to go, sir.

If it comes right down to it,
we can detonate it right here.

- What's our position?
- Personally, I'm against it.

We're about five metres above
the surface at the bottom of the crater.

The rings will be functional
at that distance.

All right. Here goes.

Let's suit up.

- Carter, you all right?
- I'm fine, sir.

You took a pretty good shot.
Why don't you sit this one out?

- No, I'm fine. Really.
- Teal'c and I can handle it.

Yes, sir.

No, sir. There's been
no response on the radio.

If they crashed, there should have been
visible evidence. We've found nothing.

Frankly, sir, if SG-1 survived and they
manage to complete their mission,

then no one needs to know
any of this ever happened.

If not, nothing anyone can do will
make the slightest bit of difference.

Going public now would
only serve to create panic.

Yes, sir. I know how you feel.

My place is here.

Thank you, Mr President.

Depressurising airlock.

You'll experience
very little gravity.

The asteroid's surface is mostly iron
and your boots are magnetised,

so you shouldn't go
spinning off into space.

That's very reassuring, Carter.
Thank you very much.

Depressurisation complete.
Opening outer door.

I'll drive.

What is it?

Our approach was a lot faster than it
should have been, even on thrusters only.

I wanna check something.

We can proceed no further.

Then this'll do.

Weapon is armed.

Something's not right. The gravitational
field is stronger than we thought.

So?

Gravity is determined by mass. Mass
is determined by size and composition.

So?

So the core must be made of something
a lot heavier than nickel and iron.

What was that?

We're passing through the Leonids
sooner than I expected.

Colonel O'Neill, what's your position?

We're almost out of the cave.

Better stay where you are, sir.
We're taking meteor hits.

Carter, any chance of getting
those shields in play here?

We're working on it, sir. Stand by.

Daniel, try to reroute
power from the hyperdrive.

Bypass systems are all blown.

Hull breach! We're venting atmosphere!

Carter.

Any progress on those shields?

Stand by, sir.

That's it.

And now there's two more.

Carter! Daniel!
This is O'Neill. Please respond.

Carter!

It appears the meteor storm has subsided.

Go.

Carter! Carter! Daniel!

Report!

O'Neill, these readings indicate
zero atmosphere within the ship.

Hull breach?

If that is the case, Carter and Daniel
could not have survived.

Open it.

I got nothin', Teal'c.

The hull has been
damaged in several places.

What are you considering, O'Neill?

They're in the escape pods.

I have identified
the breached areas of the hull.

We can begin repairs immediately.

All right.

- General.
- Doctor. Shouldn't you be offworld?

I'm leaving with the next group, sir.
Your name isn't on the list, sir.

- That's correct.
- May I ask why?

If that asteroid hits, the only chance
for the survival of the human race

will rest with the Alpha site.

We limited their number because
they'll have limited resources.

Everyone will have to contribute.

Your experience makes you
more than qualified, sir.

I appreciate what you're trying to do,
Doctor. But my decision is final.

Yes, sir.

- How you feelin'?
- Not bad.

- That's great. Let's go.
- Sir, I don't think we should leave just yet.

Somethin' to do with gravity.

It's too high. Higher than it should be.

I need to reconfigure the sensors
to find what the core is made of.

- Oh, here we go!
- I'm sorry, sir.

Oh, come on!
We came, we saw, we planted the bomb.

We had a little fun with a meteor shower,
we went home. It's a great story.

Isn't it?

I was right.

- This could be a problem.
- Indeed.

I don't wanna hear it.

Sir, the asteroid's core is composed
almost entirely of naqahdah.

Of course it is.

- It makes up 45 per cent of the mass.
- Of course it does.

Naqahdah does not occur naturally.

Which is why I never
even thought to look for it.

Sir, this must've been a Goa'uld setup.

To betray the Protected Planets Treaty
with the Asgard is almost unthinkable.

What?

The Goa'uld set the asteroid on a collision
course to look like a natural disaster.

They knew the only way
we could stop it would be with a nuke.

So... what happens
when that bomb goes off?

The explosion will be enhanced by the
naqahdah, to the force of a small nova.

This close to Earth, it'd be enough to set
the atmosphere on fire and boil the seas.

- OK. This was not in the movie.
- If we deactivate the bomb,

and the asteroid passes the fail- safe point,
there's no turning back. Are you sure?

Well, I... I can't be 100 per cent...

We don't have a lot of choices here.

We're damned if we do
and we're damned if we don't.

The asteroid itself may be
sufficient evidence of a treaty violation.

Right. The Asgard can intervene.

- We have no way to tell them.
- We do if you get that radio on line.

Teal'c, suit up.

OK, try it now.

Stargate Command, this is SG-1.
Do you read? Over.

Nothing.

I don't know what else to do.
The radio's working short- range,

but there's no way the signal can
penetrate this much solid naqahdah.

Ah, crap!

The bomb has yet to be deactivated.

I can see that, Teal'c.

Perhaps the code is incorrect.

Yeah. Carter, come in.

- Go ahead.
- Confirm the deactivation code for me.

03310310.

Yeah, that's it. Nothin'.

- Is there a problem, sir?
- There was a cave- in.

Seems to have damaged the keypad.
It's not accepting the code.

Other than that, everything's... fine.

- How much time is left exactly?
- Under three minutes.

Sir, you're gonna have to open up
the bomb and deactivate it manually.

First remove the casing around the timer.
There should be two screws.

Yeah. I got'em.

Got it.

Now find the wires leading from the timer
to the detonator, and cut the red one.

Carter. They're all yellow.

- Say again.
- There are five wires, all yellow.

- Maybe I should cut'em all.
- Sir, if you interrupt the wrong circuit,

it's the same as telling the bomb
the timer has reached zero.

Yeah. I knew that.

I'm sorry, sir, but you're just
gonna have to cut them randomly.

Yeah. I knew that too.

- How's it coming, sir?
- I've cut three.

I've got two to go.

I'd like to take this opportunity to say...

this is a poorly designed bomb, and we
should say something when we get back.

I agree, sir.

Sir?

We're still here.

20 seconds to fail- safe.

Still no word from SG-1?

No, sir.

Ten seconds.

Asteroid has passed fail- safe.

Very well. Major, Sergeant, take your
positions with the last Alpha group.

That's an order, Sergeant.

Yes, sir.

General.

I haven't been relieved
of this command, Major.

Yes, sir.

Good luck.

We get communications back yet?

Sorry, sir. The only way would be
to pull the components

we used to fix the hyperdrive.
It would take hours.

- What, then?
- Well, we have a couple of options.

Number one, give up. Use what's left of
the power to get to the nearest gateworld.

We might make it.
Then we head to the Alpha site.

- Number two?
- We take off and hope that our signal

can be picked up by the Asgard in time
to inform them this was a Goa'uld attack.

- There's not enough time for that.
- I know.

- Is... there a number three?
- There's no three.

Maybe there is. Teal'c, you said naqahdah
wasn't native to our solar system.

Which means the Goa'uld
must've towed it by ship.

- A mothership.
- Daniel, that's it.

- What's it?
- We don't have a mothership.

- It only has to last a few seconds.
- What only has to last a few seconds?

Choice three, sir. Expand our hyperspace
field to encompass the entire asteroid.

We take it out of normal space long
enough to avoid the collision with Earth.

- Is there a four?
- I know it sounds far- fetched, and... it is.

- Ride an asteroid... through Earth?
- Yes.

To the observer, it would disappear
on one side and reappear on the other.

The problem is it'd take
every ounce of power we've got.

The field would have to be expanded
far beyond its usual envelope.

- It could cause the engines to explode.
- Explode?

Even if we survived the engine overload,
we couldn't take off again.

We'd have a couple of hours
of life support, and that's it.

But you think this is... the best shot
we have at stoppin' this rock?

Yes, sir. I think so.

Well, that's the plan, then.

I really need more time
to make the calculations.

Well, Carter, now might be a good time.

Almost.

Now?

If I engage too soon,
we'll reappear right inside the Earth.

Carter, I can see my house.

Engaging hyperdrive... now.

We're there.

The computer confirms
we have emerged from hyperspace

on the other side of the planet.

Yep.

Plan three.

Works every time.

Yes, Mr President.

Yes, sir.

From what NASA and SATCOM tell me,
it looks like the asteroid just disappeared.

I don't know, sir,
it may have been the Asgard.

But it's my opinion
SG-1 had something to do with it.

So... two hours of life support, then what?

Hammond'll find us.

- I'm confident.
- Me too.

As am I.

The sensors are picking up
a vessel approaching.

- It appears to be another cargo ship.
- Goa'uld?

I do not know. The ship is taking up
position directly above us.

I'm Jalen, of the Tok'ra. We received your
distress call. Can we render assistance?

Well, you know, it's not like we don't have
everything totally under control here,

but...

Sure. Render away.