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

Mr. Vice President.

Dr. Weir.

If the knowledge contained
within this device can lead us

to technologies we can use to
defend ourselves, we must pursue it.

Jack!

We know from experience
that the Ancient knowledge

will essentially overwrite
the Colonel's brain.

What are we talking about?

You running
the Stargate Program.

I've been relieved of command.

I come up with the Lost City,
we go find it. Yes or no?

I will consider it.

Anubis is gathering
the full force of his fleet.

He will be here
within three days.

[sighs]

- Does this mean anything to you?
- No.

Could you at least look at it?

Daniel, I don't speak Ancient

yet.

And when I do eventually,
you know ['ll never understand it.

You have to try.

Look, last time things
just popped into my fron.

Fronts head.

Now, see, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Well, maybe if you stop
working on the stupid cross...

Hey, hey, hey!

I'd like to at least
finish that while I can.

I thought you were
supposed to be...

Thirteen across,
you wrote "Taonas."

Yeah, so? What's it mean?

Well, I don't know. You tell me.

Eight down you wrote
"Praclarush.”

[Sam] What's eight down?

Um... Label.
With those empty spaces

I think the answer is
supposed to be identification.

Thirteen across is "sphere.”

Jack, this is it!

Now see, I assume we still
speak the same language, mostly.

Sphere-planet. Label-name.

Following still you not!

Praclarush Taonas.

I think you wrote
the name of the planet

where we'll find the Lost City,
in the crossword.

Bit of a jump.

Why else would you do that?

The clue for seven down
is "celestial body."

And he wrote Uma Thurman.

Yes.

It has to mean something.

It does.

[exhales]

I'm hungry.

[theme music playing]

Praclarush Taonas.

According to this it means
"lost in fire!" It was lost.

This has to be the planet
w-where the Lost City is.

Well, even if it is, knowing
the name of the planet

doesn't really help, unless we
have a gate address to get us there.

Jack, what are you doing?

At.

What?

At.

- This?
- At.

That is at?

You can stop that.

Don't ask me what it means.
I don't know.

I think I do.

[scribbling]

What's this?

Shh.

Well?

You just told us to be quiet.

No, when I look at this
I think...

Shh.

That's it.

What?

Praclarush Taonas.
Six syllables.

What if each symbol
on the stargate

has a corresponding sound
so they can be spoken aloud?

Like an alphabet?

Praclarush Taonas isn't
just the name of the planet.

It's also the gate address.

[Daniel]
That's the Earth's symbol.

Our point of origin.
Praclarush Taonas, At.

So this is the gate address that
would lead us to the Lost City?

- It has to be.
- [Sam] Wait a minute.

We dialed this same address
over two years ago,

but we couldn't establish a
wormhole. The gate must be buried.

Lost in fire.

What we're looking for
could still be there.

I could use the address to calculate
the planet's location in space.

But we'll need a ship
to get there.

Prometheus.

But with Anubis on his way,
Prometheus is our last line of defense.

Maybe Teal'c has
something by now.

Where's Colonel O'Neill?

Packing.

- Colonel?
- Don't ask.

The last time this happened,
he just started doing things

without knowing why.

It's a good sign though.

Hopefully it means
we're on the right track.

Sir?

I don't know, Carter!

Grab a Naquadah generator,
will you?

I am Ronan.

I knew your father.

It is an honor.

I have a ship at my disposal.

So we have heard.

Forgive me, but
as brave as you are,

you cannot possibly hope to stop
the fleet of Anubis with just one ship.

I have seen the extent
of his forces.

We only wish to use your ship to help
us find something much more powerful.

Something that we believe would
defeat Anubis once and for all.

If that is true,
then I will join you.

That is my only condition.

I am a fine pilot.

So we have heard.

[alarm blaring]

Well, have you got
everything you need?

I think there's still
a sink in the kitchen.

Is that a joke?

Perhaps. A bad one.

Yes, very bad. But I
sense hope for you.

Well, I hope for all of us that you
find what you're looking for, Colonel.

Thank you.

What?

I wouldn't have done it,
you know.

I know.

I mean, there has to be a
way to reverse the effects.

Once we have what we need.

We'll find a way.

Coaxing everything we can
out of the engines

but we're still two days away.

How are you feeling, sir?

A bit cruvis.

A little fron-ache.

We need to go faster.

Mr. President, a short time ago
our space based radar detected

three Goa'uld vessels
emerging from hyperspace.

Looks like you were wrong, Bob.

Three Goa'uld ships is hardly
the full force of Anubis' fleet.

Sounds to me like Anubis wants
to know if SG-I were successful

in procuring Ancient
defense technology.

They weren't.

Not yet, but Anubis
doesn't know that.

And he's most likely holding
back his main invasion fleet

until he finds out
what we've got.

Sir, Prometheus and our fleet of
302s can give him a run for their money.

If that's all he throws
at us, yes, sir, I agree.

Let's do it.

However, Mr. President, I agree
with your assessment of the situation.

Anubis' objective is to goad
us into a precipitous action,

which will show our hand.

I believe launching
the Prometheus now,

will only serve to demonstrate

we lack the very advanced
weaponry Anubis is afraid of.

Remain at DEFCON 3
for the time being.

But contact the governments of Russia,
Great Britain, France, China, and Canada,

and let them know
what we think we're in for.

In the meantime, I'd better
prepare a hell of a speech.

Thank you.

[engine humming]

Give me your zat.

There you go.

Sir, I think you should know

that General Hammond
authorized me

to take command of the team
if I determine...

Do it now.

Sir, I don't think
that's necessary.

I trust you.

I'll make it easy for you.

I resign.

You're in charge.

Okay.

Sir, at your house before
Daniel and Teal'c showed up...

What I was gonna say was...

I know.

My Lord.

The advance attack reports that
they have received no challenge.

[Anubis] Order them
to begin the attack.

If the Tau'ri have
weapons of the Ancients,

we shall see.

[Sam] Well, this doesn't
look good.

The surface is almost
completely covered by lava flows.

How could there have ever
been a civilization down there?

A star becomes a red giant
like this near the end of its life.

A million years ago, this planet
may have looked very much like Earth.

So we're a million years late.

Probably more.

That's very late.

What?

I have scanned
the entire surface.

What do you want me to say? I
don't even know why we're here.

But you did pack
the Hazmat suits for us.

My guess is, you knew
the condition of the planet

and you knew that we
would have to go down there.

Then you know more than I do.

No, sir, I don't.

Sit down and take a look...

That's an order.

Easy.

Taonas.

Sir?

What?

You looked at the screen
and said "Taonas."

If you say so.

You say so.

There's a small anomaly
on the surface, here.

Like a bubble.

Is it a cavern?

It looks like a perfectly formed
half sphere of molten rock.

Perhaps a force-field meant to
protect the city was covered over.

Too small to have
a whole city in there.

And we aren't getting
any energy readings from it.

Perhaps the shield
has since failed.

We should still check it out.

Mr. President, we've managed to
contact the captain of the Spruance,

a destroyer in
the Nimitz battle group.

[Captain]I repeat, some sort of
beam just came out of the sky.

There wasn't any warning,

but the entire carrier just
went up in one big fireball.

Captain, can you see the enemy?

Holy! Another cruiser
just blew up.

Where the hell's the fire
coming from? All ahead, quick.

[radio static]

The engagement began
less than five minutes ago,

and there was only
one Goa'uld ship.

Here, the crust may be thin
enough for the rings to penetrate.

Stand by!

Can you still hear us?

[Teal'c]Indeed.

Loudly and clearly.

We will move a safe distance
and return on your signal.

[Sam] The radiation
level's pretty high.

[Teal'c] I believe
Ronan was correct.

It seems a shield
once protected this structure.

[Sam] It's possible the rings
compromised the dome's integrity.

We shouldn't stay too long.

[Jack] Too bad.
Otherwise it's very pleasant.

[Daniel] Architecture definitely
indicates this was built by the Ancients.

[Teal'c] This facility does
not appear operational.

[Sam] I don't know about
you guys, but right now,

I'm kind of hoping
this isn't the Lost City.

Sir, be careful.

Jack, you sure you
know what you're doing?

The atmosphere is safe.

It's a map of the galaxy.

Looks like every planet the Ancients
ever colonized is indicated here.

This is where we are.
Praclarush.

That's our solar system.

Earth.

That does not appear
to be Earth.

That's because it doesn't
take into consideration

30 million years
of continental drift.

Sir, why are you
showing us this?

Jack?

Terra, Atlantus.

Terra is Earth.

Atlantis.

The Lost City of Atlantis?

Are you saying the Lost
City of the Ancients is here?

Antarctica.

Subo glacius.

Under the ice?

The city we've been looking
for is under the ice of Antarctica.

It's been on Earth
the whole time?

Jack, we were just there.

So, we came all this way just to find
out that we have to go all the way back.

No.

[Sam] Power source.

- [loud rumbling]
- Bra'tac, we're on our way.

We know the location of
the Lost City. It's on Earth.

Understood, Major Carter.

Pilot the vessel, I will
see to the transport rings.

[Bra'tac gasps]

I am betrayed.

You are the betrayer of
your one true god Anubis.

[Bra'tac groans]

[panting]

You should have struck
for my heart, Ronan.

[scoffs]

You will die
more slowly this way.

You are mistaken.

I no longer carry a symbiote.

[grunting]

[rumbling continues]

[Jack] I don't think
the dome's gonna hold.

You are weak, old man.

[Sam] Bra'tac, what's
happening up there?

[exclaiming]

You may be younger,
but not the wiser.

[knife squelching]

[Sam] Bra'tac,
the dome is collapsing.

[beeps]

[Bra'tac] Secure the ship.

Ronan was an agent of Anubis.

Save your strength, old friend.

You know that I am
stubborn, Teal'c.

But this battle
I fear I cannot win.

The pain is fading.

Jack!

Once more, I am in your debt.

But how?

O'Neill possesses the
healing power of the Ancients.

I guess your condition is a little
more advanced than last time.

Teal'c, set a course for Earth.

Our FA-22's and ABL's
are all in the air,

but so far, there's been
nothing to intercept.

Since the battle group was destroyed,
the Goa'uld haven't fired a shot.

Why not a city or two,
just to prove his point?

[rumbling]

[all gasping]

Hold your fire. It's a hologram!

I am Anubis.

You've got to be kidding.

You are the leader
of this world?

Henry Hayes. President of
the United States of America.

One nation among many.

No more. Bow before your god.

I don't think so.

However, I am willing to
discuss your surrender.

If you possess weapons matching
mine, you would have used them.

Don't let the suit fool you,
fella. We're gonna fight.

You bring destruction
upon yourselves.

Never going to happen.

Too much?

Okay.

Sir, 30 plus ships
just appeared in orbit,

taking station
around the planet.

I guess he didn't buy it.

Mr. President, it's time
to go to the Alpha Site.

You can stay in contact

- and send any order...
- Bob, go ahead.

Mr. President...

No, no, go ahead.
I'm, uh, I'm staying.

You're all welcome to join him.

I think you know we're
staying here with you, sir.

God knows, George,
you deserve the right to go.

No, sir, I think
I'll stay as well.

Good.

Well, if you'll accept it,
I've got another job for you.

[electrical buzzing]

Are you preparing
a weapon for battle, O'Neill?

Sensors have detected an armada
of Goa'uld ships in orbit around Earth.

Can you understand anything
that I'm saying, O'Neill?

O'Neill, I wish for you
to know that...

Mr. President,
in the last two hours,

the enemy has focused on
systematically taking out power grids

and broadcast terminals
around the globe.

They seem to want to
disable our communications.

So much for my speech.

We're doing our best to get the
word out to the public to remain calm.

Saying what?

For the moment we're
sticking with a meteor shower.

That'll only hold up as long as
those ships stay out of range.

Go to DEFCON 1. John,

launch Prometheus.

[Elizabeth] Well, I thought
you were a lot of things.

A coward wasn't one of them.

I'm a pragmatist, Doctor.

Besides, someone has to ensure
the survival of the human race

and the American way of life.

By the way, if you
survive, you're through.

What's the hell's going on?

We've lost main power.

Well, get it back.

Manual iris control.
Close it now.

What the hell do you
think you're doing?

Open that iris and
dial the Alpha Site.

Unauthorized
offworld activation.

[loud thud]

That was a nuke, or worse.

Anubis has dialed in.
You're not going anywhere.

You get me out of here,
you hear me?

[man] We've just received a
coded message from SG-1.

It's not coming
through the gate.

- I don't give a damn.
- Well, I do!

Dr. Weir?

Mr. President. Prometheus can't
win against an entire Goa'uld fleet,

but it could buy SG-1 enough
time to complete their mission.

Mr. President,
that is downright insane.

I am relieving Dr. Weir
and taking command.

Sir, from what I've looked at...

Will you shut the hell up?

I'm sorry, sir.

Not you, Doctor.

Excuse me?

Consider your resignation
accepted, Bob.

You can't do that.

Oh, please. I got enough
on you to have you shot!

This is the biggest mistake
you will ever make.

But I think I'll stick
with my original thought,

which is shut the hell up!

I promise, you will
only live to regret this.

Go ahead, Dr. Weir.

I... I believe, sir, sending Prometheus
to cover SG-1 is our best hope.

Colonel Kirkland,
we have orders.

Let's get this bird in the air.

Set inertial compensators
and shields at maximum.

Initiate launch sequence.

Jack's modifying the matter
stream transmitter on the rings,

so that we're going to use it
to bore a hole through the ice.

We must first defeat
the forces of Anubis.

Yeah, how are we gonna do that?

You must exit hyperspace as close
to the Earth's atmosphere as possible.

So we can appear on the
other side of the armada.

There will not be
much time to decelerate.

Of that I'm aware, old friend.

Teal'c?

Teal'c, you're gonna
pull up, right?

I am attempting to do so.

Where now?

It has to be near the co-ordinates
where we found the second stargate.

My Lord, a scout ship
has exited hyperspace

and is heading for the
planet's southern pole.

Sir, how long is
this gonna take?

Anubis cannot have
missed our arrival.

You are correct.

Al'kesh and gliders approach.

Many.

They will be in firing range
in 30 seconds.

More ships approaching
from the opposite direction.

Sir, we're about to get our a...

They are not Goa'uld.

Defend that scout ship
at all costs.

Prometheus.

SG-1, this is Hammond,
do you read?

Yes, sir, it's good
to see you. Let's go.

Colonel, how are we
gonna get down there?

The rings.

It makes sense. The
Ancients built the stargate,

so there must be a set of
rings down there somewhere.

The transmission beam just
couldn't penetrate a mile of ice.

We're taking damage
to the outer hull.

All the remaining F-302's
have expended their ordnance.

We can't take them back aboard.

They'll have to divert
to McMurdo.

We need to break off
and recharge the shields.

Hold your position.

Ready!

Good luck.

We are in range, my Lord.

Fire.

Shields are failing.

Scout ship has cleared the hold.

Set a course for Anubis'
mothership. Move us out of here.

Bring main engines online.
Emergency thrust.

The Tau'ri vessel
is abandoning its position.

[Sam] This looks
vaguely familiar.

Dormata.

Sleep?

You are too late.

The power of the
Ancients IS mine.

Fools.

It's a hologram.

The human attack vessel
approaches.

Destroy it.

Sir, whatever you're gonna do...

Shields are down.
Weapons are expended.

The next hit is
gonna take us out.

Hold your course,
brace for collision.

If we go, they go.

[rumbling]

Weapons fire coming
from the surface, sir.

Break off course. Get us clear.

Our shields are of no use!

[Anubis screaming] No!

What the hell was that?

That was SG-1.

[man] Thousands of
bright yellow... I don't know.

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!

Sir?

Sir!

His pulse is erratic.

Don't you dare
leave us now. We won.

Colonel!

Sir, I have the
President for you.

Patch him through.

Mr. President, I am confirming

that the enemy
has been defeated.

The threat is eliminated.

Congratulations, George.

I don't know how we're ever
going to be able to thank you.

Please. Jack.

Dormata.

That thing.

[mechanical whine]

Now what?

Aveo amacuse.

Goodbye.

We can't just
leave him like this.

There has to be a way
to reverse the process.

The answer has to be
here somewhere.

I don't think this is it, Sam.

What do you mean?

The dome's too small.

It's like Taonas.
It's obviously not a city,

it's just an outpost
of some kind.

This isn't Atlantis?

I don't think so.

If this is not the Lost City,

then where is it?

[theme music playing]