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[Teal'c] Previously
on Stargate SG-1...

General Hammond, sir?
This is Mr. Bregman.

No one around here wants to
be part of your little reality show.

The President of the United
States invited me to do this.

Look, Mr. Bregman,
as far as I'm concerned,

you are here strictly
to document what is going on.

I know.

Not to pursue anything that might
be prejudicial to air force personnel.

Why don't you call me Emmett?

Colonel! You know, I'm going to
get you on camera sooner or later.

Even if all I get is a series of
shots of you avoiding being got.

I hope shots of my ass
serve you well.

Well, I'll be damned.

It's my unborn son, sir.

Take cover!

Well, after it engaged
shields and weapons,

it activated a long-range
communicator.

[groans]

[weapons firing]

We're taking fire.
Wells has been hit.

Are you flirting with me?

Uh, well...

Excuse me, Ma'am. You're required
in the ready room immediately.

That's why we're not allowed
to film these ongoing activities.

Because every time
they open that gate,

there's a chance that something
could go cataclysmically wrong.

It's all because I wanted
an aerial survey.

It took me too long to figure
out the probe sent a transmission.

None of that matters now.

[Teal'c]And now, the conclusion.

[alarm blaring]

What's going on?

I thought you guys were
scheduled to get shots of the gate.

- We got bumped again.
- Something's up.

- What do you mean? What happened?
- Something big.

You just missed SG-1 headed
toward the Gate Room in full gear.

- What, you got it on tape?
- No.

It's unauthorized.
It's an ongoing...

Ongoing activity. I know.

- But 56-1?
- Yes.

Dr. Jackson said he wasn't due
to go offworld for a couple of days.

What's changed?

I don't know, but it
happens all the time.

But you said it was
something big?

Something big. It
happens all the time.

It's happening right now.
What's this? Follow me.

Let's go. Come on.

- Dr. Fraiser?
- Sorry, I have to go.

Come on.

You're not allowed,
Mr. Bregman, and you know that.

I just...

[sighs heavily]

[theme music playing]

Yeah, there are days
when you feel the pressure.

I'm trained to handle it.

[Emmett] With all due
respect, Major,

how can anyone be trained
to handle an alien encounter

where the stakes are,
if what I'm told is correct,

the stakes could be
the survival of the planet.

I think it's important to remember
that it's not just about this planet.

Countless humans
throughout the galaxy,

people that originated
right here on Earth,

have been enslaved
for thousands of years.

I mean, we're taking the fight
back to the Goa'uld on their behalf.

So, how do you think the
American people are going to react,

the world is going to react,
when they discover

that a war, an alien war, has been
waged without their knowledge.

I don't think that
that's for me to, um...

Are you suggesting that
we shouldn't be doing this?

No, I'm not saying we
shouldn't defend ourselves.

I'm simply asking
your opinion, Major.

I don't think that
that's for me to, um...

- No. Just stop it right there.
- [Sam on tape]Uh...

I don't know...

[Emmett] You see,
this is, um, not her fault.

I mean, I backed her
into a corner,

and I do not want to make this whole
thing look like it's antagonistic, so...

Okay, so lose this?

Well, I don't know. Just skip
ahead to, uh, after the apology.

There, that's it.

Major, one day, this
secret will all come out.

How do you think the people
of the world are going to react?

Much better way of
asking the question.

[Sam] I honestly don't know.

I hope they can appreciate
everything we've been through.

What it all means
for our continuing existence.

In light of that, I hope
that they will understand

why the people in charge chose to
keep it a secret as long as they have.

[Emmett]Is it difficult
to keep the secret?

[Sam]Yeah, of all the
things I do around here,

in many ways,
that is the hardest.

Sometimes you look at
what's going on, here on Earth,

and it-it makes you
wanna scream.

You want to tell people it is all so
much bigger than what they think.

And stop it right there and
go right to Dr. Jackson saying,

"whether I was right."

And you're going to put me
into the Carter interview.

The second half, especially the
line, "Is it difficult to keep the secret?"

- Okay.
- Thank you. All right, move on.

[Daniel] Whether I was
right or not doesn't matter,

especially given
the scope of the truth.

[Emmett] And the
truth matters to you?

To everyone, I hope.

Now, what truth, Dr. Jackson? The
truth for the people here on Earth?

Or are we talking
about another planet?

We're talking about people here.

People on other planets
are no less human.

People who have had
their freedom usurped.

People who are being
forced to worship false gods

to mask their enslavement.

But what about the people
here on Earth?

Are they entitled to the truth,
do you think?

Is that what this is about?

This? I'm not in control
of when this airs.

Do you think that
this should get out?

If it were up to you.

- The way they cut together.
- Mmm-hmm.,

Well, that's
a complicated issue.

No, I'm asking you, Dr. Jackson.

Do you think that
people on Earth

should know
about this right now?

What do you think would happen?

I think that people don't care
much about what I think.

All right, cut that line. "Nobody
cares that... Nobody cares what I think."

- Lose it.
- Okay, it's gone.

[Emmett] Moving on.

I haven't done what
you've done, Dr. Jackson,

I think people care
what you think.

Well, I think it's
a relative question

and it depends
on your point of view.

Oh! No. Wait. Stop it.
This is terrible.

Really? I think it's
pretty interesting stuff.

You know, you did a good job at getting
them to express their true feelings.

Yak, yak, yak. Just a bunch
of talking heads is what it is.

Personally, I could watch
Major Carter's head talk all day.

We need pictures, we
need images to tell this story.

What these people are
doing here, good or bad,

makes the lunar landing look like
we were testing our toes in the ocean.

And what have we
got to show for it?

Yak, yak, yak, nothing.

Where's the equivalent shot of
Shepard playing golf on the moon?

We don't have it.
This is unbelievably boring.

[rifles firing]

[soldiers yelling indistinctly]

Hi, Jack! Thanks for coming.

I was told you said
there were six Jaffa.

Where'd you learn to count?

The ships didn't
start coming down

until you radioed
you were through the gate.

Something tells me they're
throwing this party in your honor, Jack.

You got those clips?

[man over radio] Colonel O'Neill,
our position is being compromised!

We're not gonna be able to
hold the gate for long!

It doesn't matter. We're not gonna be
able to hold this position for that long.

[Janet] Colonel, I need more
time to stabilize the patient.

He can't be moved yet.

Sir, we gotta fall back!

[screaming]

Sir!

That's .50 caliber, right?

You can get really shaken up

if you don't know what
you're doing with that.

No, actually, our guys are
trained to handle that kind of torque.

I'm just kidding. What
is this? Get a shot of this.

What is... Can you
explain how this operates?

Uh, sure.

Our guys like to play
a little Space Invaders

when there's not much going on.

Ha ha. Very funny.

- No. Obviously, I'm kidding.
- I know.

Certainly, it'd be
completely inappropriate

for any airman to play video
games while on active duty.

- I got it, okay, can we move on?
- Sure.

W-What's that on the wall?

Right over here is the
manual override for the iris.

- Are you kidding now? Is that a joke?
- No, I'm serious.

- How does this...
- Incoming wormhole!

- What does that mean?
- We're going to have to leave now.

- No, no, no, no, no. Keep shooting.
- I can't do that.

I can do it.

[Hammond] Remove
that camera crew. Now!

[Sam]We are under fire and
have serious casualties, sir!

We're coming in hot!

[man] Receiving
SG-1's iris code, sir.

[Hammond] Open the iris.

This way;, sir.

[Hammond] Medical
team to the Gate Room.

What do you got?
What do you got?

We have to clear this area.

Another fracture.

Hey, sorry about that.
Here, take the damn thing.

In future, sir, could you
leave the camera work to me?

Yeah, all right,
I'll leave it to you.

All right, I'm gonna leave
it to you. Here she comes.

Turn it on, let's go.
Don't look at him.

We're clear to shoot here. Just
follow me, and bring the sound.

- Major, what happened?
- Please.

No, I know that at least one
person was injured back there.

All I want to say...

Look, leave me alone and
shut that damn thing off!

No, I just want to
say how sorry I am.

Why is that camera off?

You don't know what
you're doing here.

Maybe I know what I'm
doing here.

These people are risking
their lives for us.

I want to see what they're going
through, even if they don't want us to.

And I want other people
to see it.

What do you think they're doing out
there, protecting and defending? Secrecy?

That's the world of Mao,
the world of Stalin,

the world of-of secret police,
secret trials, secret-secret deaths.

You force the press
into the cold,

and all you will get is
lies and innuendo.

And nothing, nothing is
worse for a free society

than a press that is in service
to the military and the politicians.

Nothing!

You turn that camera off
when I tell you to turn it off.

You think I give a damn
what you think about me?

[scoffs]

You serve the people? So do I!

Hey, how you doing?

I don't suppose you know
anything about what's going on here?

There are multiple injuries.

At least two people
were hit with staff blasts.

How do you know?

There was a firefight
of some kind.

Apparently one of
the teams got ambushed,

so they sent in SG-1, SG-5, Fraiser,
and a medical team to extract them.

Someone from the original team
must have been badly hurt,

or Fraiser wouldn't have
gone in at all.

One of the nurses
said there was a casualty.

Casualty, someone die?

She wouldn't say who.

Well, Carter is a seasoned officer,
she wouldn't be crying unless...

I mean, we hear somebody
actually may have died.

- What have you got?
- O'Neill.

You sure?

No, I heard O'Neill's
on a gurney.

He took a blast.
He's not moving.

General Hammond, Mr. Woolsey.

General.

I already know these orders
originated from Senator Kinsey's office.

Why don't you tell me the rest?

As Chairman of the Intelligence
Oversight Committee,

Senator Kinsey has asked that
I review your command decision

regarding the recent
attempted rescue of SG-13.

"Attempted"?

As I understand it, there
were several casualties, sir.

I'd hardly call it a success.

My command decisions are reviewed
by the Chief of Staff of the Air force

and the President
of the United States.

As of yet, I haven't even filed
a preliminary mission report.

When I do, you're
welcome to read it.

I have been authorized to begin
a full investigation into the matter,

as part of a larger examination
of SGC strategic policy

that the committee is
preparing for the President.

I've enclosed a list of
interviews I will be conducting,

and materials I will require.

We expect
your full co-operation.

General.

How are you holding up?

I'm okay, sir.

Did you talk to Agent Barrett?

He said as far as he knows,
Woolsey is clean.

But he did say he's
as sharp as they come.

He's got an MBA
and an LLB from Harvard.

He was lead counsel for the Army
Corps of Engineers for ten years,

and later sat on
the Defense Policy Board.

He was asked to resign last year

when it was disclosed that he had
financial ties to a large corporation

that had been awarded
over $800 million

in private sector defense
contracts by the Pentagon.

He's been with
the NID since then.

Barrett faxed me this internal
NID memo Woolsey recently wrote.

I think you should read it.

What do we do, sir?

- Just tell the truth.
- Yes, sir.

There's going to be a
memorial service on Wednesday.

I think it would be appropriate
if you said a few words.

Yes, sir.

Sir?

How are you holding up?

You try to tell yourself

that every man and woman
under your command

means the same to you.

Each has to be equally valuable

if you're going to make
the kinds of decisions

that affect their lives
the way I have to.

But you can't help it.

You get closer to some people.

You never want to lose anyone.

Well...

[inhales sharply]

Have a seat, Major.
Let me explain why I'm here.

I know why you're here.

I believe classified military
operations require oversight.

This isn't the first time we've
been scrutinized by the NID.

I know the stakes around
here are always high,

but there were serious
casualties in this instance.

Someone of great value
to this program is dead.

I know that. And don't you dare
think anyone is taking it lightly.

You're a seasoned
combat officer,

and this isn't the first time
you've lost a close colleague.

Nor do I expect
it will be the last.

I just want to make sure that
it wasn't avoidable in this case.

Despite what you might think,

the only reason I'm here
is to get the truth.

Did you have a question?

Oh, yes, a few.

What made you think it was safe
for SG-13 to remain on the planet?

That's not really my call.

But you thought it was worth
risking the lives of an SG team,

to get an aerial survey
of these ruins?

The device was damaged.

It took a while to
get a proper interface,

and the memory crystal contained
an enormous amount of information.

So, you would have me believe
that this was an acceptable risk?

This is what we do.

Make bad decisions.

Yeah, it's easy to predict the
score when the game is over.

And if we'd found powerful
weapons in those ruins,

capable of defending the
planet against the Goa'uld,

we wouldn't be having
this conversation, would we?

But you didn't, and we are.

In fact, if there had been
powerful weapons in those ruins,

they would now be in
the hands of the Goa'uld.

The fact is that this mission was
botched from the beginning to the end.

We don't just leave
people behind.

You can't ask airmen,
soldiers, human beings

to risk their lives
without backup,

without knowing that we
would be there for them.

You, yourself, have been
asked to go into combat,

where you knew
there was no backup.

That is always a possibility on
any mission through the stargate,

is it not?

And please, Major.

None of us likes to admit it,

but we all know that
there are military situations

in which the life
of one human being

has to be considered
an acceptable loss.

That wasn't the case here.

No, in this case,
it was just dumb luck

that there weren't
many more lives lost.

I would say it was skill,
training, and fortitude.

Based on your expertise
in Goa'uld tactics,

was it not reasonable to
conclude that this was an ambush?

While you are not an
official member of our military

and not eligible
for court-martial,

I shouldn't have to remind you

that you are expected to follow
the orders of your superiors.

As I was doing
on the day in question.

If you fail to
testify here today,

I will have you jailed
until such time that you do.

You fire me, you throw me
in jail, you do what you want.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

[Emmett] Dr. Jackson.

Yeah, it's not a good
time right now.

I've just been hearing bits
and pieces of what happened.

I was just hoping you might
be able to confirm some of it.

Sorry.

[keys clacking]

Did you?

You'll be all right, Simon,
hang in there, all right, buddy?

You'll be home
before you know it.

Over here! Man down over here!

Right here.

There's a lot of blood
coming from underneath him.

- I'll cover you up on this ridge!
- Yeah.

I'm Dr. Janet Fraiser.
Can you hear me?

Yeah. I've been shot bad.

I can't move. I can't feel my legs.
I think it went right through me.

What's your name?

I'm senior Airman Wells.
Simon Wells.

Am I gonna die?

[Janet] Not if I have
anything to do with it.

Okay, we need to roll him over
and stop the bleeding, okay?

- Simon, you hang in there.
- [Simon] Uh...

[Janet] Okay, easy.

All right, on three.
One, two, three.

[Simon grunts in pain]

[whimpering]

I'm Daniel Jackson.

I know, I know, SG-1.

You're gonna be fine.

Son of a bitch.
He came out of nowhere.

He shot me in the back.

Let's just talk about something
else right now, Simon.

What's going on
at home right now?

Uh...

M-my wife is pregnant.

Yeah? That your first?

Congratulations.

[screams in pain]

That's good,
at least you felt that.

[man over radio] Colonel O'Neill,
our position is being compromised!

We're not going to be able to
hold the gate for long.

- [Jack] It doesn't matter. We're not gonna be able to...
- [radio static]

Colonel, I need more time
to stabilize this patient.

He can't be moved yet.

Go without me. Leave me.

Nobody is going anywhere.

I can't believe I'm not
going to see my son.

Okay. Just stay focused.
Stay focused.

Y-you know it's a boy
you're gonna have, right?

Yeah. Tell me the truth.
I'm not gonna make it, right?

You're gonna be fine.

Dr. Jackson?
Please, please, please.

Just let me tell my wife...
Let me tell my wife that...

[groaning in pain]

Okay, okay.

I got it.

Breathe, Simon.

I said now's not a good time.

What part about that
didn't you understand?

You got something
on tape, didn't you?

Get out, get out.

Okay, I will. All right.

You know, I, uh...

I once did a piece
on this war photographer.

His name is Martin Krystovski.

For about six months
he was with a unit in Vietnam,

and the day before he was
scheduled to leave,

the day before,
he's out with the unit,

and it was just
a routine patrol,

or so they thought,
but suddenly,

the Lieutenant pulled him down.

And Krystovski, he hadn't intended
to take a picture at that moment,

but his hands were on the camera

and he hit the ground so hard
that it just went off.

And the picture captured...

the Lieutenant...

getting shot...

in the head.

And Krystovski said to me,
he said,

"That bullet would have hit me,
should have hit me."

And he never showed
that picture to anyone.

Not for 25 years.

But 25 years later,

he got up one morning
and he looked at that picture

and he saw something

that wasn't horrific.

And he decided to tell the
story because he realized

that he hadn't accidentally
taken a picture of a man dying.

It was of a man saving his life,

The picture I'm making,
that I'm trying to make,

is about what you people do
every single day.

Under extreme circumstances
that no one can even imagine.

And I don't know
what happened out there.

I'm sorry about what happened,
whatever it was.

And if you did
tape something of it,

that's not gonna change
what happened.

What will change
is how you feel about it.

General.

[Hammond] I've prepared
a written testimony.

This is your mission report.

I thought I'd kill
two birds with one stone.

Well, then, I guess I'm done.

Then you'll be leaving.

The President will have my
preliminary report by the end of the week.

I'm sure it will be
every bit as interesting

as your memo on
the economics of the SGC.

I won't bother
asking how you got that.

What was the dollar value you
attributed to an SG team member?

You know damn well I wasn't
pegging the value of a person's life.

It is a cold hard fact that
it costs millions of dollars

to train these men and women,

and that is a fraction
of the funds

being subverted by the
Pentagon for this operation.

I think it is reprehensible

that the tax payers of this country
are paying enormous sums of money

to wage a war
they know nothing about,

and are getting little,
if anything, in return.

If the stargate's existence
were public knowledge

and your actions were being
judged in the court of public opinion...

You're the one suggesting that
sending a rescue team worth $27 million

to save the life of one man
is a bad business decision.

You're putting words
in my mouth.

You said it in black and white,

and I don't think you
would dare do such a thing

if this wasn't
a classified operation.

The President has asked
a documentary team

to get to the truth of
what's going on around here.

Why don't we just go down

and give them the whole truth
as you see it? Right now.

That memo is classified,
this investigation is classified.

If you so much as utter
even a hint of either...

I'll see you are put away in a
cold, dark place for the rest of time.

[door shuts]

- General?
- What is it, Colonel?

Security caught Mr. Bregman
trying to access the infirmary, sir.

He claims he was lost, but I've
shown him all around this complex.

Get rid of him.

Sir, have our
orders changed, sir?

Toss him out
on his ass, Colonel.

What's this? What's going on?

Mr. Bregman, sir, General Hammond
has ordered you off of the base.

No, no, he can't do that.

He is the General.

Would you stop packing?

Keep packing.

You have one hour to get off my
base and out of my sight forever.

- Whose authority?
- My superiors.

You think I stepped
over the line?

I don't. I just want to
make a phone call.

Call whoever you want on your way
out, there's a payphone at the surface.

Actually, I'd like to
borrow your red one.

You have some nerve,
Mr. Bregman.

That's what my mother
used to say.

[exhales]

I've been ordered
to turn over the tape.

Look, I'm not happy
about it either.

I could fight it.

The tape could get lost

or accidentally erased,
these things happen,

but I'm not going to do that.

You know, I had that little
weasel of a man thrown out of here,

but in light of the NID's
latest investigation,

I'm starting to think maybe
there should be a record

of what goes on here
beyond the classified reports.

And you trust Bregman
to portray that?

At the moment
I have no other choice.

Hey, hey, I got the tape,
put it on.

Preliminary mission file's
been declassified...

Just a minute.

[Daniel] Okay, you
can tell her yourself.

[sobbing]

I'm so sorry about this.

I love you so much.

God, I just... I just wanted...

[screaming in pain]

God! God! Shut it off!
Shut it off!

I don't want her to see
me die! Please! God!

[Janet]Simon, Simon, look at me.

You are not going to die, okay.

I did not come all the way
out here for nothing.

Now, I've stemmed the bleeding,
we're going to get you on a stretcher,

we're gonna get you home
with your family in no time, okay?

- Now, you hang in there, airman.
- [Simon]Yes, Ma'am!

- Oh, God, what was that? Is she hit?
- [gunfire]

- [soldier]I got him!
- [Daniel]Janet!

[soldier]You're clear,
Dr. Jackson. Sorry...

[Daniel]| need a medic!

Fraiser's hit! I need a medic!

[soldier]Is she okay?

[Daniel]Sierra Golf Niner,
Dr. Fraiser's been hit. Position...

Ah!

I need a medic!

[tape clicks]

O'Neill is alive,
so is Airman Wells...

Dr. Fraiser didn't make it.

Sir, I heard you were
up and around.

Yeah.

Still a little tender, but
they said I could go home.

We're lucky that staff blast
hit you where it did.

That new vest insert works well.

Didn't help Fraiser much.

No.

How's Cassie?

She's a strong kid,
she survives, you know.

Yeah.

You speaking at the memorial?

Sir, I just wanted to say...

when you were lying
there, I... [voice cracks]

I'm really glad you're okay.

Come here.

- Dr. Jackson.
- Hey.

Please, just, uh,
call me Daniel.

So I hear you're gonna
make a full recovery.

So they say.

- You talk to your wife?
- Yeah.

- Everything's okay?
- Yeah.

I never asked you
when she was due.

A couple of weeks.

They say I should
be out of here by then.

- That's great.
- Yeah.

I-I just wanted to see
how you were doing, so...

She's dead because of me.

No.

No. She's dead because
a Jaffa shot her.

She was doing her job.

The same way you were doing
yours when a Jaffa shot you.

I can't make it feel right.

It wasn't right.

Nothing about it was right.

But it also wasn't your fault.

[sighs heavily]

[sobbing]

Hey, Teal'c.

General Hammond asked me to
speak at the memorial service.

I am aware.

I don't know what to say,
nothing seems good enough.

I believe you should
only speak from your heart.

I gotta go pick up Cassie.

Major Carter.

I have pondered what I would
say were I given the chance.

Really?

But I believe it would be best
if it came from you.

Okay.

[Daniel] Over here.

Oh.

I was told that you might
be in here, Dr. Jackson.

[Daniel] Yep.

[Emmett] I just, uh...

came by to give
this back to you.

I'm not gonna use it.

Wait.

I want you to.

You know I died in this room?

Ascended.

Dr. Fraiser did
everything she could.

I think she went
three days without sleep.

Even in the end
she didn't wanna let me go.

I owed her...

a lot more than
I ever gave back.

I thought a lot about what
you said about, uh, Krystovski.

I think this shows what
Janet Fraiser was all about.

Me too.

I want other people to know.

[playing "Taps"]

Janet Fraiser was
an extraordinary person.

She was kind and funny
and talented.

Above all, she was courageous.

Try as I might, I could not
find the words to honor her.

To do justice to her life.

Thankfully I got some help.

While words alone
may not be enough,

there are some names
that might do.

We often talk about those

that give their lives in
the service of their country,

and while Janet Fraiser
did just that,

that's not what
her life was about.

The following are the names
of the men and women

who did not die in service,

but who are in fact
alive today because of Janet.

Major Samantha Carter.

Dr. Daniel Jackson.

Colonel Jack O'Neill.

Teal'c.

Sergeant Connie Smith.

Major Ian Hules.

Senior Airman Simon Wells.

[Emmett] Our armed forces have

turned the tide of world wars.

Young men and women from
our great country's four corners

have humbled history's
worst tyrants.

We carve our thanks in stone.

We stamp it into medals.

We carefully tend to vast
fields where the men and women

who gave their lives
for our freedom now lay.

More than ever in our history,

we cannot fail to pass
these stories of courage

to the next generation.

We must capture
their imaginations

while paying tribute
to all those willing to die

for the preservation
of our way of life.

It's a shame no one's
ever going to see it.

Really?

You, uh...

You don't think
it's a little sentimental?

No, it's good.

Well, that's a relief.

Hearing that from
you of all people.

Especially given how you felt
about what I was doing.

I mean, I understood
how you felt, but still.

I'm a big enough man
to admit when I'm wrong.

I'm glad you stuck with it.

Uh...

That means a lot to me, sir.

I've written a lot of letters
to the next of kin.

Nothing ever seems
like it's enough.

They deserved more.

This is something more.

Thank you, sir.

There is one thing, General,
that's still missing,

that could make a difference.

I'll take care of it.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

Hey.

Come in, come in.

Daniel, this is my wife Marci.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'd love to give
you a hug but...

Please, don't get up.

This is my daughter.

She is beautiful.

Thanks.

Guess that ultrasound
was wrong, huh?

[chuckles] Yeah.

What's her name?

Janet.

That's nice.

Okay, um...

- Tom?
- Emmett.

You ready?

- Rolling.
- Sound?

Okay. First question.

Okay.

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