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Previously on Stargate SG-1.

"The Sangraal shall instead belong to he
who speaks the Guardian's name."

They say that the Sangraal is protected
by the most powerful of magical beasts.

Amongst the information I obtained
regarding the Sangraal

is the name of the protector.

- Protector?
- The dragon.

The Sangraal is hidden in a cave
beneath a lone mountain.

It's too bad you won't be coming with us.

There it is. We've found it.

Well, I guess I'm not as true of spirit
as you thought I was.

Hey!

We agreed there's no such thing
as a dragon, right?

Yeah.

Because that looks
pretty real to me.

What just happened?

I extended my protective shield.

You're lucky I still need you.

Whoa, heads up!

Move out!

Well, he's too big to fit
through the opening,

so I think we're safe.

Move!

There appears to be an exit this way.

Okay, what the hell
just happened back there?

It was a hologram.
The Sangraal wasn't real.

What are you saying?
We came all this way for nothing?

- We have to go back inside.
You must be joking.

The dragon is the final test.

It would be madness
to challenge that thing.

I don't think we're going to have a choice.

Tree line!

So now what?

It can't see us
as long as we stay in the trees.

We should be able
to make it back to the village.

We're not going anywhere.

Adria's right. The dragon's the final test,
and we've come too far to give up now.

It's just that kind of noble sentiment
that's going to get us all killed.

Aren't you the one that claimed
to know the dragon's secret name?

Time to earn your keep.

Yes, I may have exaggerated
about that slightly.

Anyway, you didn't think
that just by calling out its name

you'd suddenly be able to control it?

I don't know. Name magic is common
in most mythologies.

To know something's secret name
is to steal its power.

So, what are we supposed to do?
Just start guessing?

Darrell, the dragon.

How about Smokey?

Perhaps Puff.

Would you just give me a minute?

While we're waiting, options?

Well, we know the P90 fire
just bounced off its armor.

Which means it's not a hologram.

If it was a hologram, the bullets
would've gone straight through.

So it's not that your weapons
aren't ineffective,

it's that they're ineffective
in a different way.

What I am saying is that if bullets bounce,

maybe we should try something
that packs a little more punch.

All right, here is what we're going to do.

We're going to lure Darrell
down to the ground.

I'm going to take this thing,

and we're going to toss it underneath and
detonate it near the exposed underbelly.

That's where dragons are most vulnerable.

Carter, you detonate from the tree line,

and I will do the running.

That's all right, Teal'c. I got this one.

All right.

Off you go.

- Oh, son of a bitch.
- Oh, not good.

Teal'c, run!

Hey, Daniel,
now would be a really good time.

Okay, the Parchment of Virtues said

the Sangraal would belong
to he who speaks the guardian's name.

- The guardian's name...
- The guardian is a dragon.

No, the guardian's not the dragon.

The guardian is the person
who set this whole thing up.

- The guardian is Morgan Le Fay.
- Right!

Wait! No!

What the hell?

Wait!

Hey! Morgan Le Fay!

Darrell?

Ganos Lal!

Wow.

It's Morgan's name in Ancient.

Yeah, I know.

Thanks for the assist.

Well, to be honest,
I wouldn't have been of much use to you.

My strengths
lie in strategy and command,

whereas yours lie
in armed combat and dealing with...

Dragons?

Clearly.

It's real this time, right?

I don't see why not.

Oh, come on.

Okay, what just happened?

I think we were transported
into another chamber.

Where's Adria?

I guess she didn't make it.

It must be some sort of security measure.

I don't know.

It let him in.

Well, I don't think Morgan
was too concerned about the Goa'uld.

It was the Ori she was worried about.

You know,
I'm not seeing anything

around here that looks like a Sangraal,

which begets the question,
what was she protecting?

I think I know.

"Here lies Myrrdin,
Archmage of the Round."

All right, that's not a hologram.

- He's the real McCoy, right?
- I think so.

How long has he been in there?

Well over a thousand years.

We have encountered Ancient
stasis technology such as this before.

General O'Neill was kept in a similar pod
in Antarctica.

So, how do we get him out?

I have no idea.

Hey, guys, look at this.

Vala, be careful!

I...

Hey, Jackson!

Jackson!

Whoa, we got him.

Clear that off.

He's heavier than he looks.

No, he did not just...

No, he's still alive.

It may take him a while
to revive completely.

All right. In the meantime,
we should see if there's a way out of here.

Let us know what you find.

Or I could come, too.

Hey, daylight over here.

You know, I can't quite put my finger on it,
but something is different.

We weren't just transported
to another chamber.

We were transported to another planet.

The gate must have been
activated remotely,

then the obelisk beamed us
through the wormhole.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, the more
distance between us and Adria, the better.

Except that she has the knowledge
of the Ori.

She knows as much about the gates and
the DHDs as the people who built them.

- Lf anyone can track us, it's her.
- Yeah, except that.

It's amazing how similar this is
to the myth.

Supposedly, Morgan trapped Merlin
in a cave

and left him frozen there for all eternity.

Only in reality,
I think she was trying to protect him.

How do you mean?

Well, I'm starting to think that maybe
Morgan did destroy the Sangraal after all.

I mean, she probably figured
she had no choice.

That if she didn't do it, the other Ancients
would have just sent someone else.

So instead, she did the next best thing.

She preserved the one man
capable of building it again.

Well, it's official.

We are stuck here, wherever "here" is.

The good news is we found a gate.
Teal'c's watching it.

- The bad news is...
- We can't dial out.

Somebody tampered with the DHD.

I can fix it.

Reprogramming dialing devices
is my specialty.

Whoops. Guess who's coming around.

Where am I?

Good question.

You look familiar.

Guinevere.

Oh, my dear, it's been too long.

It's good to see you, too.

Percivale and Galahad.

Oh, brave knights, fortune indeed does
smile upon me to see your faces again.

It looks like Merlin's drawbridge no longer
goes all the way across the moat,

if you catch my meaning.

What's that? Mordred.
I might have known it.

We're wasting our time
with this old fool.

We need to get back to the gate,
so I can start reprogramming...

Be silent.

Well, how do you like that?

The old boy still has some tricks
up his sleeve.

Merlin. Myrrdin!

We need you to remember
about the Sangraal,

about Morgan,
and about how you got here.

- Morgan...
- You also knew her as Ganos Lal.

I haven't heard that name spoken
in a very long time.

We're not Knights of the Round Table.

Though we are flattered
by the comparison.

A thousand years have passed.
We know who you really are.

We know about Atlantis
and we've encountered the Ori.

Tell me more.

I don't know where to begin.

This is going to take a while.

All right, we'll get started
checking out the cave.

Unless you have any objections.

No? Great. Move out.

Make way for the Orici!

What happened?

The gate activated on its own
and only seconds later, it closed again.

The gate activated on its own
and only seconds later, it closed again.

I don't suppose anyone saw the address.

No, Orici.

I'll need to examine the dialing device.

Ready your men.

As soon as I determine where they went,
we're leaving.

Yes, Orici.

And what of the village?

Have they agreed to accept
the teachings of Origin?

No.

Then burn it.

And it was Morgan
who finally led us to you.

Of course, she couldn't come right out
and tell us.

She had to be annoyingly cryptic
about the whole thing.

You have an unusual understanding
of the way of Ascended beings.

Yes, that's partly
because I used to be one myself.

The human race could not have progressed
that far in only a thousand years.

No, I had a little help.
Her name was Oma Desala.

Oh, of course.

And what happened?

Well, I guess I didn't exactly
see eye to eye with the others.

Oh, yes.
I found myself in a similar position.

Yeah, I wasn't too good
at the whole non-interference thing.

I guess there were a few arguments.
At least, that's the impression I got.

- You don't remember?
- No.

In order to protect me, Oma erased it
all from my mind and sent me back.

Oh, I'm surprised
she still hasn't learned her lesson.

She's not the only one
who broke some of the rules.

The Ori gain their power
from the lower planes,

so much so that one day they shall be
strong enough to wipe the others out.

In the face of such a threat, a strict policy
of non-interference is absurd.

I'm sure Oma would agree with you.

Oma concerns herself with the individual.

She may have the best intentions, but
then, so did the Ori when they first began.

Still,

she must have seen something in you
to believe you to be worthy.

This cave is a bust.
There's nothing else here.

- How's it going?
- I'm not exactly sure.

Before I agree to join with you,

I need to know that you are willing to do
whatever must be done to see it through.

Surely, you have some idea of
what we've been through to get here.

What you experienced so far is
as nothing compared to what is to come.

Don't worry about us. We're on board.

In that case,
there is much work to be done.

He's been at it for hours, Daniel.
Want to take a guess at what he's doing?

Well, from the looks of it, I'd say
he's virtually piecing something together

from base molecules.

Another Sangraal?

Thank you. I'm fine. Just need a little rest.

What was that?

Colonels Mitchell and Carter.

Come quickly. You will want to see this.

Let's go.

The gate activated on its own.

The crystal in the obelisk began to glow,
and then everything changed.

I'll say.

We've been
transported to another planet.

Well, if Daniel's right,
and Morgan wanted to keep Merlin hidden,

this would be a great way to do it.

My guess is we're traveling through
a circuit of planets

cut off from the rest of the gate system

by a deliberate alteration
of the DHD program.

Then you believe we'll be unable
to dial out from this gate as well.

Well, we can give it a shot,
but, yeah, I doubt it'll work

until we find the automatic dialing
program in the DHD processor

and shut it down.

You can do that, right?

I hope so.

I have lived many lifetimes.

First in Atlantis.

Then on Earth before the dawn
of your civilization.

Then I joined the ranks of the Ascended,

and finally, I returned to mortal form
to live out my remaining days

among the noblemen of Arthur's court,

or so I thought.

And through all these eons,

only one thing stayed the same.

There is never enough time.

Well, we're safe for the moment.

You can take all the time you need.

I slept too long.

My body betrays me.

We're not about to let you give up now.

You realize what's at stake.

If you don't help us,
the Ori will take this galaxy.

One last task, then, before I rest.

Good luck, Dr. Jackson.

What just happened?

He's dead.

He said, "Good luck"?

It's very strange.

It's almost as if he knew
it was going to happen.

Which leaves us with no Sangraal, and
for the moment, no way off this planet.

I told you I can fix the dialing device.

Merlin's little trick with my vocal chords
expired at the same moment he did.

Yet another reason to mourn his passing.

Joke all you want, Teal'c, but I am
the only one who can get us out of here.

He is good with dialing programs.
Maybe if we work together.

I'm having trouble finding
the relocation program.

It must be buried in one of
the correlative subroutines.

We'll never find it
using those search protocols.

I'm going to have to
make some adjustments to your program.

How much longer is this going to take?

It's impossible to say.

All I know for sure is
it would have been a lot easier

on that nice, warm desert planet.

He said he had one more thing to do
before he could rest.

I thought he meant
build us another weapon.

No, you were right before.
He knew he didn't have enough time.

Now, this is obviously
some sort of virtual interface,

like a computer-assisted design program,
only in the past,

we've seen it used to download
information into someone's mind.

What sort of information?

All the knowledge of the Ancients.

That's a lot.

Yes, as a matter of fact, it's too much
for a human brain to handle. It's fatal.

But what if you could control it?

Use it to store and load
something more specific?

Like?

I'm not sure.

Hey!

Vala here.
I'm going to need some help.

- What is it?
- It's Daniel.

- Keep working.
- Cam...

I do not trust him
to finish on his own, Sam.

Jackson!

Jackson!

What did he do?

The planet is lifeless.

There is no one here.

They were here. I'm certain of it.

What would you have us do?

Lead the men in Prostration. I will inform
you when I have the next address.

Yes, Orici.

Try it now.

I'm still not reading any anomalies.

This is ridiculous.
I can't be expected to work like this.

I can barely see, my fingers are numb.

I say we go back inside, we warm up,
we take our chances on the next planet.

How do you know it will not be worse?

We're about to find out.

Merlin's gone.

Well, that's just weird.

Sam, what just happened?

The obelisk transported us
to another planet.

I think it's scheduled to go off
every couple of hours.

How are things out there?

Well, it's a little spooky,
but at least it's warm. How's Daniel?

He's sitting up.
I'll get back to you on the rest.

Hey.

How you doing, sunshine?

He was right.

You do look like Percivale.

Excuse me?

We spent a lot of time in this room.

Who did?

We did.

He did. Merlin.

Sorry, it's a little confusing having
two sets of memories in your head.

And he wasn't kidding
about living many lifetimes.

- You have Merlin's memories?
- Some of them.

Earth, Atlantis, and the different medieval
societies he set up throughout the galaxy.

And the work he did in this lab.

Hey, whoa, hey, hang on a second.

Are you telling me
you can build the Sangraal?

He knew he didn't have the strength
to finish it.

His body had deteriorated too much
during the stasis.

So he gave me the knowledge.

Wait!

I can see it now.

I can do this.

Twice, a device like that
almost killed General O'Neill.

Both times,
it took the Asgard to save him.

Daniel thought that
this device might be different,

that somehow
the information could be limited.

I hope he's right.

We found the body of an old man, dead.
Apart from that, there's nothing here.

This is beginning to try my patience.

Is there no other way we can track them?

No.

But each time I'm able to determine their
destination more quickly than the last.

Sooner or later, we will catch up to them.

Maybe we're barking up
the wrong tree here.

Maybe the relocation program
isn't in the DHD processor at all.

What, the obelisk?

You obviously have no idea
what you are talking about.

Says the brainiac who spent three days
trapped in that force field.

That technology is strictly used
for localized transport.

Yeah, I know.

I mean, it's obviously
what's beaming us through the gate

every time there's an open wormhole,

but what if it also contains
a remote dialer?

It's one thing to send someone here
and there on the surface of the planet.

It's quite another to send them
halfway across the galaxy.

It's like comparing a laptop
to a supercomputer.

Well, it wouldn't have to contain the
entire navigational system, now, would it?

Just a command code sufficient
to override normal dialing protocols.

Just a command code sufficient
to override normal dialing protocols.

Yes.

But to borrow a rather
quaint human phrase,

why hide a needle in a small haystack
when you can use an enormous one?

It wouldn't be much of a security measure

if it could be discovered by the first Tau'ri
female who comes along, would it, now?

I'm sorry.

Are you dismissing my idea out of hand
because I'm human

or because I'm a woman?

A little of both, I suppose.

You know what? I'll check it myself.

What is that?

Stage one. The first step towards
creating Merlin's weapon.

- It's real?
- Yeah.

That's exactly what this device does.

It allows you to design and configure
something virtually,

and then it materializes it.

Just like O'Neill did when he created
the anti-Replicator weapon.

I thought the Sangraal
was a tiny red jewel.

No, that's the final stage,
the key to making the whole thing work.

So how long before you can put
the whole thing together?

Daniel?

I'm all right. I'm all right.

This machine takes a lot out of you.

The level of concentration required
is pretty intense.

Can I get you anything?

- Water.
- Sure.

Okay, that happened.

It's interesting.

Jack got healing powers.
I guess I got telekinesis.

Jack also almost died.

Now, you said that
this device might be different.

- I'll be fine.
- That's crap.

She's right.
You don't get fancy mind powers

unless there's been major redecorating
going on inside your skull.

Look, obviously, creating the weapon
requires a higher level of brain function.

Now, Merlin would've foreseen that.

Trust me, I can handle this.

Damn it.

What do you want?

I need your help.

Look, I still think
I'm right about the obelisk,

but I can't make heads or tails
of its programming.

Well, that's hardly surprising.

I mean, I know where you come from
you're considered relatively intelligent,

but by galactic standards,
that's not really saying much.

Wouldn't you agree?

You know, if you're not going to help
then you're really not much use to us,

and if you're not much use to us,
then there's really no point

in keeping you alive any longer.

Wouldn't you agree?

I'd be delighted to help.

Great to hear it.

- Stage two?
- Indeed.

I must rest.

I'm not as young as I used to be.

Daniel? Are you all right?

- I know you.
- Well, of course you do, silly.

It's me. Vala.

I had the strangest dream.

Everything was covered in ice.

Jackson.

Daniel.

What's going on?

We're losing you, that's what's going on.

Every time you come back from
that machine, it gets a little worse,

and don't tell me you're fine.

No.

No, I just have...
I have too many thoughts in my head.

- I can't concentrate. I get confused.
- You have to fight it.

No, no, that's the thing.
I have to let it happen.

That's the only way
I can build Merlin's weapon.

You have to tell him that he doesn't have
to do this. He'll listen to you.

Oh? What team have you been on?
Besides, we need this one.

What makes you think
we'll even be allowed to use it?

The Ancients didn't let Merlin get away
with it last time...

Vala! Vala, shut up for once.

We have to take the risk.

What?

This is all about noble sacrifice
for you, isn't it?

- Oh, dear, I'm sorry, what about you?
- What?

When you flew that cargo ship
into the gap of the supergate,

you knew damn well that you might not
come out the other side alive.

No, that was different.

Yeah, different because
you were the one taking the risk.

Well, now you know.

The hard part about being part of
this team is not risking your own life.

It's watching your friends
take chances with theirs.

Congratulations.

Now you really are one of us.

It's a command override.
I can't believe we actually found it.

Clearly, you work well together.

Well, now that
we've identified the program,

it should be a simple matter
to shut it down.

Ready your men. It's time.

Yes, Orici.

What is it?

- Get to the gate now.
- Why?

They're coming.

Incoming wormhole!

Hold them here! I'll get help!

Dr. Jackson.

You're too late.

You haven't completed the weapon.
I'd say I'm just in time.

And I'd say things are different now.

Draining, isn't it?

Instead of helping your friends, you should
have saved your energy to deal with me.

Would it have made a difference?

Probably not.

What was that?

I don't know, but I say
we don't stick around to find out.

Dial out of here
before anyone else can dial in.

I'm going to go check on Daniel.

Daniel?

Why do I bother?

Adria, I want you to stop this right now.

I'm sorry it has to be this way, Mother.

- Get to the gate now.
- I'm not leaving you here.

I'll be right behind you.

No.

There has to be a way
we can get back to that planet.

A DHD buffer typically holds
the last 50 addresses that were dialed,

and we went through three gates
before getting there.

We've got a lot of planets to check.

Adria found a way around the problem.

Even if we could return to the planet, at
this point I fear it would do us little good.

At least we'd be doing something.

Merlin gave Daniel
some pretty valuable intel.

Adria knows that.

Hey.

She'll keep him alive.

How are you feeling?

I don't suppose you know
what a hangover is.

Never mind.

I know the burden must be awful.

Your brain simply wasn't built
to handle that much information.

Well, whatever I had, it's gone,

along with what feels like
half my brain cells.

You'll forgive me
if I don't take your word for it.

Now, rest. We have a lot of work to do.