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Previously On Stargate SG-1...

So You Guys Are Ex-NID.

Calling Yourselves
The Trust Now, Right?

You Try To Shut Down The SGC,

And You Make This Big Speech

About How Much You Hate
Secret Organizations,

Then You Jump In Bed
With The NID.

What Is That?

(President): Consider Your
Resignation Accepted, Bob.

You Can't Do That!

Oh, Please, I've Got Enough
On You To Have You Shot.

There's No One Here. We've
Got All The Exits Covered.

There's No Way
They Could've Gotten Out.

How Is That Possible?

(Device Beeping)

This Is The Ship
Osiris Left Behind.

If You Hadn't Caught Her, We
Never Would've Had This Opportunity.

They're Trying To Run, Sir.

Dammit.

Bad News.

You're Out Of Scotch.

Well, If I'd Known
You Were Coming,

I'd Have Hidden The Good Stuff.

(Chuckles)

If You'd Known [ Was Coming,

I Doubt I'd Have Made It
Through The Door.

Who Are You Calling?

The Local Sheriff's
A Friend Of Mine.

(Chuckles)

I May Be Disgraced,

But I'm Not Wanted
For Any Crimes.

Breaking And Entering?

Jack... Shh!

It's Ringing.

Now You Can Listen
To What I Have To Say.

(Cellphone Beeps)

(Sighs)

Oh, For God's Sake.

You Need To Start
Trusting Me, Jack.

Mm...

No, I Really Don't.

Yes, You Really Do.

The Fate Of The Planet
Depends On It.

Hello?

Andy, It's Jack.

Hey, What's Up?

Jack?

Hello?

I Was Just Checking On Friday,

Making Sure
We're Still On For Poker.

Yeah, You Bet.

I'll Bring The Beer. All Right.

See You Then. See You.

Wise Decision.

You've Got Three Minutes...

Before I Shoot You
As An Intruder In My Home.

(Laughs)

Same Old Jack O'Neill.

Although I Hear
You're A General Now.

Congratulations.

All Right, Then,
Straight To The Point.

You Want To Take Down The Trust.

I Can Help You.

I'm Sorry,
I Must've Missed An Episode.

I Thought You Guys
Were Working Together.

After I Was Forced To
Resign As Vice President,

My Relationship
With The Organization Changed.

Meaning You Were
No Longer Useful

So They Kicked You Out
On Your Ass.

That's A Rather Crude Way
Of Putting It, But...

Yes.

Why Didn't They Just Shoot You?

Believe Me, That Was
A Consideration, Which Is Why,

When They Requested A
Meeting A Few Days Ago,

I Suggested A Nice,
Public Venue.

They Made Me A Very...
Interesting Offer.

In Exchange
For A Large Cash Payment,

The Trust Wants Me
To Arrange A Meeting

With General Miroslav Kiselev,
The Russian Defense Minister.

I Thought They Already
Had Connections

With The Russian Military.

This Isn't Just A Connection.

Kiselev Exercises
Operational Authority

Over All Of Russia's
Armed Forces,

Including Their Nuclear Arsenal.

And He Just Happens To Be
A Good Friend Of Yours.

Nah...

After The Fall Of Communism,

He Was One
Of A Number Of Officers

Assigned To Pursue
Secret Talks With The West

Aimed At Military Cooperation.

He Was A Hard-Liner Even Then.

His Country Was Falling Apart,

But He Came At Us

As Though We Were The Ones
At A Disadvantage.

He And I Developed A...
Mutual Respect.

What Does The Trust
Want With Him?

Well, They Wouldn't
Give Me Any Specifics,

But They Know We Entered Into
A Deal With The Russians

For Control Of The Gate,

And They Also Know

That There's
A Growing Sentiment In Moscow

That We Haven't Been Keeping
Up Our End Of The Bargain.

You Think They're Trying To
Turn The Russians Against Us.

It's Ambitious, I Know,
Even For The Trust,

But From What I Hear,

After You Put A Crimp
In Their Little Plan

To Use Symbiote Poison

To Wipe Out The Goa'uld,

There's Been
A Change Of Attitude.

They're No Longer Willing
To Stay In The Shadows

And Bide Their Time.

They Want To Make A Direct
Grab For Power.

That's Why I Came To You.

Yes, You've Always Struck Me
As The Hero Type.

You May Question My Methods,

But Everything I Did
Was For God And Country.

For The Trust To Ally
Themselves With A Foreign Power

Against The United States
Of America...

Well, That's Just Something
I Can't Condone.

Kinsey, Please.

Spare Me The Diatribe.

They Kicked You
When You Were Down,

And You Want Revenge.

It's As Simple As That.

The Truth Is,
My Motives Are Irrelevant.

The Trust Has Become
An Imminent Threat

To The Sovereignty
Of This Nation.

Now... What Are You
Going To Do About It?

(Carter): What Would
Happen If The Trust

Actually Convinced The
Russians To Back Out Of Our Deal?

Well, It Would Be A Problem.

Technically, The Gate's
Only Here On Loan.

If The Russians Decide They Want
It Back, Things Could Get Sticky.

Is It Possible
Kinsey Is Simply Lying?

That Is Always Possible.

Has He Asked For Anything

In Return For The Information?

Protection.

Makes Sense. If He Doesn't
Cooperate, The Trust Will Kill Him.

Maybe He Should Cooperate.

This Could Be Our Chance

To Get Somebody On The Inside,

Infiltrate The Organization.

You Want Me To Wear A Wire?

That's The Deal.

Am Not A Spy.

Think Of It This Way...

If You Don't Do What
They Want, They'll Kill You.

If You Don't Do What We Want...

We'll Let Them.

Well, That's As Good As
Pulling The Trigger Yourself.

I Thought Stargate Command
Didn't Do That Sort Of Thing.

Well, We're Under
New Management.

(Carter): All Right,
Let's Test It.

How's It Looking?

We've Got Picture.

Let's Have Your Belt.

Why?

Because You'll Be Wearing
This One Instead.

The Buckle Contains
A Gps Receiver Unit

That'll Allow Us
To Track Your Movements.

When We're Done,
I Want That Back.

Now, They've Arranged
To Meet You

In A Remote Location.

My Guess Is They'll
Have You Leave Your Car,

And The They'll Drive You
To A Second Location

Where The Actual Meeting
Will Take Place.

We're Going To Have To
Keep Back A Fair Distance

So As Not To Arouse Suspicion,

But We Will Be Monitoring
Your Conversations

By Means Of
This Listening Device

That We've Fitted
Into The Collar Of Your Shirt.

We've Got A Strike Team With Us.

They Will Be Ready To Move In

At The First Sign Of Trouble.

Now, In The Event That
Something Does Go Wrong,

I'd Suggest We Come Up With
A Pre-Established Signal,

Preferably A Code Word

That'll Let Us Know
You're In Trouble.

How About Something
Simple Like "Help".

How About Something
A Little Less Obvious Like...

"Red"?

Whatever.

Don't Be Too Direct
Fishing For Information.

Let Them Do The Talking.

Get Out Of My Way.

I Know What To Do.

You're Late.

You're Kidding, Right?

Afraid Not.

(Carter): He's On The Move.

Understood.

(Kinsey): So How Long Is This
Sightseeing Trip Going To Last?

(Jennings): We'll Let You Know.

They've Turned Off
The Main Road.

They've Stopped.

This Way.

Bob...

Good To See You Again.

Sorry About The Blindfold.

What Can We Get You To Drink?

What Are You Having?

Vodka Tonic.

In That Case, I'll Have
A Scotch. No Ice.

We're Glad You Finally
Agreed To A Private Meeting.

We Were Afraid You Might Be
Holding A Grudge Against Us.

You Mean Because
You Abandoned Me

At The Moment
I Needed You The Most?

You Were A Liability, Bob.

An Embarrassment.

I Think You've
Got That Backwards.

I Was Only Forced To
Resign As Vice President

Because They Found Out
About My Relationship With You.

Either Way,

You Were No Longer Useful To Us.

You Would've Done The Same.

(Scoffs)

Maybe.

But When I Cut Someone Loose,

I Don't Go Back To Them
Groveling For Favors.

You Say What's On Your Mind.

I'll Give You That.

Under Other Circumstances,

I Might Be Worried
About Winding Up

Like One Of Your
Trophies On The Wall.

But You've Already Made
It Clear That You Need Me,

So I Don't Have Anything
To Worry About, Do I?

We're Losing Video.

It's True, We Need You,

But Not For What You Think.

Are They Jamming Us?

I Don't Know.

What Are You Talking About?

Show Him.

(Static Humming)

This Is Why We Need You, Bob.

Wha...

What The Hell Is Going On Here?

(Shrill Whining)

They're Definitely Jamming Us.

Teal'c, We've Lost Audio.
Move In!

Can You Get The Signal Back?

I Can't Get Past
The Interference.

Clear!

They Beamed Out.

This Is Starting
To Become A Habit.

If The Alkesh Is In Orbit,

They Must've Fixed The Cloak,

Because SSN
Hasn't Picked Them Up.

What About The Locator Beacons?

We're Running A Search
Through The Nsa. Satellite System,

But All They'd Have To Do
To Avoid Detection

Is Change The Frequency.

Odds Are We're Not Going
To Find Anything.

Well, The Pentagon's Been
Apprised Of The Situation.

They're Launching Prometheus
In About Four Hours.

I Want You Onboard.

There's A C-17
Waiting For You At Peterson.

Understood.

Sir,

I've Been Going Over
The Sensor Logs

From The Last Encounter
Between Prometheus And The Alkesh.

There Were A Few Small Anomalies

Emanating From
The Ship's Position

Before It Decloaked.

It Didn't Register Because We
Didn't Know To Look For Them,

But I Could Create A Program

That Would Key The Sensors
To Those Particular Readings.

I Was Just Going To
Suggest That.

So We'd Be Able To
Detect A Cloaked Ship?

Well, It's Not That Simple.

These Anomalies
Are Very Difficult To Detect.

It Might've Just Been A Fluke

That We Picked Them Up
The First Time.

The Effect Is Also Mimicked

By Certain Types
Of Cosmic Radiation,

But I Still Think
It Might Improve Our Odds.

So Instead Of
A Million To One...

Maybe 10,000 To One?

Improvement.

Yeah.

I'll Need A Few Hours
To Create The Program.

Fine.

I Have To Pick Up
My Dry-Cleaning.

You're On A Flight To
Moscow In Half An Hour.

I Am? Yes, You Are.

Colonel Chekov's People
Will Meet You There.

Will You Please Try To Find Out

What The Hell Is Going On?

And If You Get A Chance,

Hook Up With
This General Kiselev.

Jack, They Know
That We're Onto Them.

They May Just Abort The Mission.

No, The Way Kinsey Was Talking,

It Sounds Like They're
Looking For A Big Score Here.

And What If He Won't
Cooperate With Them?

Kinsey'll Do
What's Best For Kinsey.

Yeah...

Sir, The Download Is Complete.

Colonel Carter's
New Sensor Program

Is On-Line And Operational.

All Right.
Begin Search Pattern Alpha.

Yes, Sir.

Hi, Uh,

I'm Here To See
Captain Voronkov.

No, There's No
Captain Voronkov Here.

Oh, Uh, That's Strange.

The Guy Down The Hall Said...

I Am Captain Voronkova...
Daria Voronkova.

You Must Be Daniel Jackson.

Yeah, I'm Sorry.

I Was Told I'd Be Meeting
Colonel Chekov's Right-Hand Man,

So, Naturally, Assumed...

For My Part, I Expected

A Drab, Pasty-Faced,
Middle-Aged Academic.

I, Too, Am Pleasantly Surprised.

Oh...

Uh, Your English Is Excellent.

And How Is Your Russian?

Okay, We'll Stick To English,
Then.

I Will Be Your Guide.

Whatever You Wish To Do
While You Are In Moscow,

You Will Ask Me First.

I Will Take Care Of It.

If You Desire
To Meet With Anyone,

I Will Arrange It For You.

If You Go Out On Your Own,

I Cannot Protect You.

Lie To Me,
Or Attempt To Mislead Me,

And I Will Not Protect You.

Okay.

Have You Eaten A Proper Lunch?

I Had Something On The Plane.

Then The Answer Is No. Good.

I Know A Restaurant
Around The Corner

That Serves The Best Salo
In Moscow.

Oh, I'm Not A Big Fan Of Salo.

Don't Worry.

You Will Acquire A Taste.

(Alarm Sounding)

Sir, What's Going On?

Russians Have Gone To A
Heightened State Of Alert.

Why? We're Trying To Find Out.

The President's Called A
Meeting For The Joint Chiefs.

We're At Defcon-3.

So, Where Exactly Are We Going?

You Wish To Meet
With General Kiselev, No?

That Is Where We Are Going.

You Must Be
Pretty Well-Connected

To Get Me To See Him
This Quickly.

What Do You Know About Him?

General Miroslav Kiselev...

Graduated With A Gold Medal
From Malinovskiy Tank Academy.

Received The Hero Of Russia

For His Distinguished
Leadership In Chechnya.

Commanded The Carpathian
Military District Iron Division,

Then The 14th Army

In The Transcaucasus
Military District.

He Was Head Of The General
Staff Academy For Five Years

Before Being Appointed
To His Present Position.

So You've Heard Of Him.

Kiselev Is Suspicious

Of American Global Influence

And Highly Critical
Of What He Calls

Nato Expansion Plans.

You May Not Receive
A Very Warm Welcome.

What's Going On? I Don't Know.

Don't Worry, Daniel.

I'll Find Out What's Happening.

Yeah, All Right.

Okay, Get Back To Me
When You Know Something.

Yeah.

Sir, Colonel Chekov's Here
To See You.

Send Him In.

General. Colonel.

I Was Hoping You Could
Shed Some Light

On The Situation Here.

We Can't Seem To Get
A Straight Answer

From Your Government.

Well, The Information

Coming Out Of Moscow

Is Guarded At Best,

But My Sources In The Kremlin

Tell Me The Russian Military
Is Increasing Its Alert Status

Because They Think
The American Administration

Has Been Compromised.

Dr. Jackson.

Sorry To Keep You Waiting.

No Problem. You Want To
Tell Me What's Going On?

All In Good Time.

Now, Please,
Roll Up Your Sleeve.

We Need A Sample Of Your Blood.

You're Kidding.

Either You Cooperate,
Or We Will Take It By Force.

(Sighing)

This Is A Normal Part Of Your
Interrogation Procedure?

It Depends
What You Wish To Know.

In This Case, It Will Answer
A Very Specific Question.

What Question?

Ow.

What's Going On?

Why Did You Wish To See
General Kiselev?

It's Complicated.

Well, Surely You Can
Explain It To Me.

I Think I'd Rather
Explain It To General Kiselev.

That's Not Going To Happen.

You See, Earlier Today,

We Managed To Uncover A Plot
Against The General's Life.

Luckily, We Captured
The Assassin

Before He Could Make His Move.

I Believe You Know Him.

(Daniel): Kinsey?

Robert Kinsey,

Former Vice President Of
The United States Of America.

That's Insane. Why Would Kinsey
Want To Kill General Kiselev?

I'm Afraid Mr. Kinsey

Isn't Exactly Himself
These Days.

By Stopping Me,

You Have Only Delayed
The Inevitable.

(Goa'uld Voice)
Your World Is Doomed.

Now You Begin To Appreciate
The Gravity Of This Situation.

How Could Kinsey
Have Become A Goa'uld?

Five Bucks Says
Carter Has A Theory.

As A Matter Of Fact, I Do.

Huh?

According
To Tok'ra Intelligence,

The Trust Launched

At Least Two Poison Attacks

Against Goa'uld-Occupied Worlds

After We Took Back The Gate.

That Means They Had To Leave
The Relatively Safe Confines

Of The Solar System

And Head Out Into The Galaxy,

Where They Ran The Risk
Of Getting Killed

Or Captured.

What Are You Suggesting?

Any Goa'uld
Who Got His Hands On Them

Would've Discovered
Pretty Quickly

That They Belonged
To Atop-Secret Organization

With High-Level Connections

To Some Of The Most
Powerful Governments

And Institutions On This Planet,

Including The SGC, Area 51,

And Maybe Even The Ancient
Outpost In The Antarctic.

My God.

You Think They Had
Been Taken As Hosts,

Then Sent Back To Earth.

I Think It's Possible.

They Could Have Brought Dozens,

Maybe Even Hundreds Of
Symbiotes Back With Them.

By Now, The Entire Trust
Could Have Been Taken Over.

But Why Would The Goa'uld

Want To Assassinate
General Kiselev?

We Don't Know For Sure
That Was The Plan,

But If Carter's Right,

Kinsey Might Have Been
Trying To Get A Snake

Into Kiselev's Head.

It Makes Sense.

From Kiselev, It's One Step
Up To The President Of Russia.

How Do We Know
He Didn't Succeed?

Kinsey Never Met
With The General.

He Was Arrested
Before He Had The Chance.

Well, My Government Feels

That It Is The American
Administration

That Has Been
Infiltrated By The Goa'uld...

Oh, Here We Go.

They Are Insisting

That Everyone In Key Positions,

Including The President,

Must Submit For Testing.

Not Going To Happen.

Well, Then, We Have A Problem.

Thank You For Getting
Me Out Of There.

It Wasn't Easy.

Even After Your Blood Test
Came Back Negative,

They Still Wanted To Hold You.

Yeah, Not A Lot Of Trust
And Goodwill

To Spare Right Now, I Guess.

Listen, Need To Talk
To The Goa'uld.

You Have To Get Me In
To See Kinsey. Impossible.

To Figure Out What's Going On,
We Have To Question Him.

He Is Being Questioned,

By Russian
Military Intelligence.

Yes, And He's Feeding Them
A Pack Of Lies.

He's Telling Them The American
Administration Has Been Infiltrated

'Cause He Wants To Force
A Confrontation.

To What End?

I Don't Know. That's Why
We Need To Talk To Him.

(Speaks Russian)

Language.

Daria, Please.

I'll See What I Can Do.

In The Meantime, Stay Here.

Sir, We Just Received
Another Report.

As Of 09:12, The Chinese
Military Have Joined The Russians

In An Elevated State Of Alert.

Naturally.

General.

I've Been Talking To My Contacts

In The Kremlin.

They Tell Me President Mikhailov

Is Not Happy With The Situation,

But He's Under
Considerable Pressure

From His Military Advisors.

In Other Words, Kiselev
Is Running The Show.

Da.

Any Idea How We Can Keep This

From Going To Total Forces?

Yes, I Have Many Friends

In The General Staff.

If 1 Can Convince Enough Of Them

To Take A United Stand
Against Escalation,

It Could Give Our President
Sufficient Leverage

To Consider Other Options.

And If Kiselev Finds Out
You're Going Around Him,

It Could Make Things Worse.

At This Point, I Don't Believe
We Have Much Choice.

Right.

So What Should I Call You?

(As Goa'uld): You Are Unworthy
To Speak My Name.

Maybe.

I'm Guessing You Work For
The System Lords, Am I Right?

I Know You're Not
Working For Baal.

He's Too Busy
Conquering The Galaxy

To Bother With An
Unimportant Planet Like Earth.

I've Got To Hand It
To You, Though.

Your Territories Are
Falling One By One,

Your Troops Are In Full Retreat,

And You Still Find The Time To
Try And Destroy Little Old Us.

The Question Is Why.

Captain Voronkova Thinks
It's A Petty Need For Revenge

For All The Trouble We've
Caused You Over The Years,

Sort Of A Last-Ditch Attempt To Take
Us With You Before Baal Finishes You Off.

I Told Her The System Lords
Aren't That Pathetic. Are They?

You Are The One Who Is Pathetic.

You Will Die Never Knowing
Our True Purpose.

So There Is A Hidden Agenda.

We're Making Progress Now,
Aren't We?

Yeah. All Right.

Keep Me Posted.

Well, The Chinese Are
Refusing To Back Down,

And Gosh And Golly, Go Figure,

We're Picking Up
Increased Chatter

From Within Russia.

I'm Still Waiting To Hear Back

From My Contacts In Moscow.

And I Just Talked
To The Joint Chiefs.

We're Going To Defcon-2.

If We Put Our Heads Together,

We'd Come Up With
A Dozen Reasons

Why You'd Want To Wipe Us Out.

The Most Important
Being The Ancient Weapon

You Know We Possess.

I'm Sure The System Lords Think

That If They Can Get Us
To Wipe Ourselves Out,

They Can Step In And
Take It. Probably Right.

What I Don't Understand

Is You...

Why You're So Willing
To Sacrifice Yourself.

I Assure You,

I Have No Intention Of Dying
On This Miserable Planet.

You're In Russian
Defense Headquarters.

It's A Primary Target.

If You Do Succeed
In Starting A Nuclear War,

You'll Die With The Rest Of Us.

Unless There's Something
I'm Missing.

You Should Return To Your Homes

And Say Farewell
To Your Loved Ones.

Your Gods Have Deemed You

To Be Unworthy,

And The Hour Of Reckoning
Is At Hand.

Air Force Space Command

Has Put All
Of Its Missile Wings On Alert.

The First B2
Left Whiteman At 09:40.

Flsatcom Sent Out

An Emergency Action Message.

Nine Of Our Missile
Submarines Are At Sea,

And The Rest Are Preparing
For Immediate Sortie.

The President And His Team

Are On Their Way To Andrews,

Where The National
Airborne Command Post

Is Awaiting Their Arrival.

General Kiselev Found Out

We Were Trying To
Rally Support Against Him.

He's Already Arrested
Several Officers

On Trumped-Up Charges.

I'm Afraid Dr. Jackson
May Be In Danger.

Come On.

I Mean, Next To
Slaughtering Innocents,

Gloating Is What You Guys
Are All About.

It Must Be Killing You,
Just Sitting There,

Not Bragging About
Your Brilliant Plan.

(Beeping)

We Have To Get Out Of
Here. Now. Why? What Is It?

They're Coming For Us. Who?

(Guards Speaking Russian)

You Are Too Late.

(Arguing In Russian)

Sorry, Guys. Got To Go.

(Speaks Russian)

What Is The Meaning Of This?

Dr. Jackson, Welcome
Aboard The Prometheus.

(Jackson): Any Luck
Finding The Alkesh?

None.

Maybe He Can Help Us.

I Think Not.

If You Do Not Cooperate,
I Will Kill You.

Don't You Realize
What You've Done?

The Russians Already Suspected

You'd Been Compromised
By The Goa'uld.

As Far As They Know,
You Helped Me Escape.

You've Done More
To Convince Them

Than I Ever Could.

Listen Up, People.

Just Got Word.

The Russians Have

Gone To A State
Of Full Military Preparedness.

As Of This Moment,

We're At Defcon-1.

(Alarm Sounds)

The Russians Will No Doubt

View My Abduction
As An Attempt To Hide Evidence

That Your Government Has Been
Infiltrated By The Goa'uld.

You Have No Choice
But To Return Me

Immediately.

Yeah, See, That's The Part
I Don't Understand.

The Whole Time
You Were Down There,

You Were Doing Your Best
To Start A Nuclear War,

Even Though You Were
Right In The Line Of Fire.

Now You Want To Go Back?

He Has A Way Out.

He Knows Someone On The Inside,
Someone Who Can Protect Him.

Who Is It?

I Have Nothing More
To Say To You.

We Can Start This Again

When He's Had Some Time
To Think About It.

Take Him To The Brig.

All Our Naval Forces
Have Been Deployed,

And We've Got
Some Pretty Big Birds

In The Air Right Now.

Radio Chatter Suggests

That Both Your People
And The Chinese

Have Alerted
Their Missile Regiments.

They're Posturing.

Kiselev Knows That
Even If He Launches

An Effective First Strike

Against Your Land-Based Forces,

Your Sea-Based Missiles

Are Already In A Position

To Exact Extreme Retribution.

Yeah, That's Only If He Doesn't
Completely Lose His Mind,

And I'm Not Discounting
The Possibility.

As Acting Commander-In-Chief

Of The Russian Armed Forces,

President Mikhailov Is Our
Only Hope Of Reeling Him In.

Well, We Can't
Get Through To Him.

He's Not Even Taking Calls

From The White House Anymore.

He Is Convinced The Goa'uld Now
Control The American Administration.

(Sighing) Look.

I Know A Few People
On His Personal Staff.

I May Be Able To Get
The Direct Line,

But If We Do Make Contact,

We'll Only Have A Few Minutes

To Convince Him

That General Kiselev Has
Been Misled By The Goa'uld.

Now, Right Now, I Don't See

How We're Going To Do That.

We Are In Position.

Have They Detected Our Presence?

No.

Very Well.

Destroy The Ship.

They Have Superior Shields.

If We Do Not Succeed
With The First Salvo,

We Will Be At A Disadvantage.

So Long As He Is In Their Hands,

He Remains A Liability.

We Have No Choice.

Understood.

What The Hell Was That?

We're Under Attack. Shields Up!

Shields Are Down To 40%.

We've Lost Starboard Engines.

Transfer Power To Port Engines.

Give Me Evasive Maneuvers.

Bring All
Weapon Batteries On-Line.

Bridge, This Is Sergeant Larson.

Go Ahead.

I'm Sorry, Sir. The
Prisoner Escaped.

The Ring Room.

Please, Tell Me
You Have Something.

Yes, Sir, I Think I Do.

I've Been Going Over
Everything We Have

On General Kiselev,
And I Found This.

Colonel Ruslan Chernovshev.

He Was Kiselev's Chief Of Staff,

His Right-Hand Man.

Three Years Ago,

He Was Involved In A Plot
To Sell A Captured Symbiote

To Elements Of The Trust,

Then Operating Within The NID.

That Means The Trust
Had A Direct Connection

To Kiselev.

They Didn't Need Kinsey.

He Was Just A Pretext

To Justify This Confrontation

By Making Them Think
That We'd Been Compromised.

So, If The Trust
Had Access To Kiselev,

Then He Could Have Been
Compromised As Well.

Exactly.

This...

Is A File Photo
Of General Kiselev

Taken Three Years Ago.

And This...

Was Taken Less Than A Week Ago

During A Speech He Gave
To The General Staff Academy.

Notice The Difference?

Glasses?

May I See That?

We Know That Symbiotes
Have Healing Power.

They Can Cure A Host Body

Of Any Number
Of Physical Shortcomings,

Including Bad Eyesight.

That's It?

Did It Occur To You

That He Might Be
Wearing Contacts?

Sir, Realize
It's Not A Lot To Go On.

Have You Heard Of
Laser Surgery? Sir...

No, Wait,
Colonel Carter Is Right.

General Kiselev Suffered
From Glaucoma.

His Vision Was Extremely Poor.

There Is No Possibility

He Could Have Read

From A Prepared Statement
Without His Glasses.

Sir, I Think
Kiselev's A Goa'uld.

I Think He Has Been All Along.

Crap.

We've Almost Got It, Sir.
Stand By.

Hey.

How Do We Know Mikhailov
Hasn't Been Infected, Too?

We Don't,

But At This Point,

We Hardly Have Anything To Lose.

Good Point.

We've Got It, Sir. You're On.

Mr. President, Can You Hear Me?

Colonel Chekov,
This Is Highly Irregular.

Yes, Sir,

But These Are Highly
Unusual Circumstances.

Agreed.

Is General O'Neill
There With You?

I'm Here, Mr. President.

It's Good To Speak
With You Again.

Although, You Understand,

At The Moment,

I Cannot Trust Anything You Say.

Yeah, About That.

It's True, There Has Been

A Goa'uld Infiltration...

But It's Not On Our Side.

It's On Yours.

What Is It Exactly
That You Are Saying?

Let Me Put It This Way, Sir...

The Last Time You Saw
General Kiselev,

Did You Happen To Notice
If He Was Wearing His Glasses?

Shields Are Holding, Sir,
40% And Steady.

Then We've Got Him.

Come About, And Prepare
To Fire On My Signal.

(Footsteps)

I'm Pleased You Were Able To
Use My Diversion To Free Yourself.

Do You Think I'm A Fool?

You Tried To Destroy The
Ship Because You Thought

I Would Reveal
Information About You.

Of Course Not.

We Were Merely...

Open Fire, All Batteries.

Yes, Sir.

We're Sending You The Relevant
Documents Now, Mr. President.

Proof Of Colonel
Chernovshev's Prior Relationship

With The Trust.

Plus, A List Of Generals Who
Are Willing To Support You,

Should You Decide To Move
Against General Kiselev.

I Must Say,

I'm Not Sure What
To Make Of All This.

Well... You Could Start
By Trusting Us.

And If You Have Been
Compromised By The Goa'uld,

I Would Be Standing
Down My Forces

With The Americans In Position

To Launch An Immediate Attack.

Sir, We Both Know
Neither Side Can Win Outright

With A First Strike.

That's The Whole Point.

The Goa'uld Don't Want A Winner.

They Want Us
To Destroy Each Other.

Why?

We Believe Their Ultimate
Goal Is To Get Their Hands

On The Ancient Weapon
In Antarctica.

Sir.

NPIC Is Reporting Visuals

From Russian Missile Site 537.

Silo Doors Are Open,

Evidence Of A Fire Fight
On The Ground.

Oh, My God. Kiselev Is Trying To
Launch Without Authorization.

Mr. President,

You Are About To Lose Control
Of Your Own Forces.

You Have To Do Something
Right Now.

I Am...

(Static Whines)

(Transmission Ends)

What Happened?

We Lost The Connection.

The Line Is Down.

Sir, The Alkesh Is No Longer

Making Evasive Maneuvers
Or Returning Fire.

We Have A Clear Shot.

Stand By.

Why Are We Not Returning Fire?

They're Powering Weapons.

Take Them Out.

Target Destroyed.

Get Me Washington.

General. Wait.

We're Out Of Time, Colonel.

Please.

Sir, NPIC Is Reporting
New Visuals At 537.

Silo Doors Are Closing.

Russian Bombers Are Turning
Around And Returning To Base.

They're Standing Down.