All language subtitles for Stargate SG-1 - S08E12 REMUX.eng

Come on, Jack...
Still no, Daniel.

But it won't be
on a permanent basis.

I didn't let you go
in the first place.

What makes you think I'm
going to change my mind?

Because...

Can you try to do
better than that?

Because they're
going to need somebody

who can translate ancient.
I'm the most qualified person

left on the planet
for the mission.

Which is exactly why you're
going to stay right here.

Because I'll quit.

Why don't you
just hold your breath?

You haven't done that
in a while.

General!
Jack. I let myself in.

Hope you don't mind.

Absolutely not.
Welcome.

Thank you.

Miss the chair?

Actually, I do.

Want it back?

As a matter of fact, I do.

My new one
just isn't the same.

That's not exactly
what I meant.

Dr. Jackson.

Nice to see you again.

Likewise. We miss
you around here, sir.

So, to what do we
owe this pleasure?

I came to ask
if you'd be interested

in joining the mission
to Atlantis.

You did?

He's the most qualified person
on this planet,

and the mission commander
needs someone

who can
translate ancient.

Really? With all
due respect, sir,

I think you should tell the mission
commander that I need Daniel right here.

You just did.

I did.
I did?

You, sir?

Yes.

Request denied.

Dr. Jackson,
you're with me.

I'll have the chair
shipped to Washington.

You can requisition
a new one.

I'll do that, sir.

We leave tomorrow.

Oh, and I'll be taking
Walter too.

General.

Welcome aboard.

Thank you, sir, again.

My motives were purely
selfish, Dr. Jackson.

We haven't heard a word
from the Atlantis expedition team

since they first left.

We have no idea
what we're going to

find in Pegasus.

Your knowledge and expertise

will no doubt prove
invaluable.

General, if you don't mind

my asking...

Why am I going?

Well, you could have
chosen anyone

to command this mission.

I sat back and watched
you people

go on a lot of adventures

over the years...

I just thought
when you were

replaced at the SGC,

you were sort of...

Bucking for retirement.

And then I led prometheus

against Anubis' fleet.

Got your dander up.

Well, that's why
I took the job

as head of homeworld security,
and then,

this opportunity
came along.

Well, the president
put me in charge,

so I could choose
anyone I wanted

to lead the mission.

So why not
choose yourself?

Like I said,

I've sent a lot of people

into action over the years,

and more than a few

didn't come back.

I'd like to see

this one through personally.

We've never left
anyone behind, sir.

And we're not going to
this time.

Last reported MALP telemetry
from Atlantis

indicated an enclosed space
with viable life support.

Stop it.
You're pathetic.

Now, we're going
on the assumption

that the expedition team
found the lost city

and was able to set up a base

of operations there.

Sorry.

Dr. Novak?

The asgard hyperdrive
is functioning at 100%, sir.

Thank you.

Dr. Jackson.

I'm sorry.
What was I saying?

Oh, you were
assuming the lost city

is at the other end
of this field trip.

Please ignore me.

It's hard to.

You disagree, doctor?

Well, as far
as we know,

the Atlantis team found another
outpost like the one in Antarctica.

It could be on a moon or at the
bottom of some deep, dark ocean.

Which is why we're going. If
they're trapped and need help...

If they're even alive at all.

As forwhy they've been unable
to make contact with earth,

hopefully it's just a matter

of being unable to locate
a viable power source.

Using
information collected

from the ancient outpost
on earth,

Dr. Jackson
and his team

have pinpointed
our destination

in the Pegasus galaxy.

Which is here.

Damn it to hell.

Dr. Novak.
Dr. Jackson.

Daniel.

You can call me
Lindsey.

Sorry for contradicting you
in the briefing.

Oh, no, don't be. I
mean, you were right.

The fact that we haven't heard

from the Atlantis
expedition since they left

is a bad sign.

Tried holding
your breath?

Oh, god.
I've tried everything.

Yeah, it doesn't work
for me either.

It's been like this
since I was a kid.

It comes on when I get scared,

but this is the worst it's been
since my phd presentation.

I mean, I don't really do well
in stressful situations.

I guess that's why
I turned down

going to Atlantis
the first time.

Well, I'm sure you're going to
be fine. General Hammond says

you're very good
at what you do.

Oh, thank you.

What's that?
What's wrong?

I don't know.

Okay.

We're picking up what
sounds like a distress call.

Where are we?

We're still well
inside the milky way.

Play it back.

Yes, sir.
Help.

Please. Require assistance...

Have failed...

Lost power to...

Repeat, stranded...

She sounds human.

What do you think?

Well, as much as I hate to delay
this trip, think we have to check it out.

How far away is it?

The message
is originating

just over 50 light years
off our designated route.

We could be there
in 20 minutes.

Set a course.

Yes, sir.

Set shields
at maximum.

Arm weapons.

Looks like an alkesh
and a cargo ship.

Scans indicate they've
suffered significant damage.

The distress signal is
originating from within the alkesh.

I don't understand.

A human distress call
from the Goa'uld ship?

That makes no sense.
I agree, sir.

It could be atrap.

Look, know
this looks suspicious,

but what if there was an uprising
on board one of those ships?

There could be human prisoners
in need of our help.

Open a channel.

Yes, sir.

This is general
George Hammond

of the earth vessel
prometheus.

We're answering
your distress call

and standing ready
to assist you.

We can transport a
portable sensor unit on board

to determine
life support viability.

General, an alkesh is a
potentially valuable ship.

Even if there are no survivors, we
need to determine if it's spaceworthy.

If it is,
we should salvage her.

Take a team.

Yes, sir.

Prometheus, this is SG-3.

We are on board.

General, we're seeing
some energy weapon damage.

We have one Jaffa, k.La.

Sir, over here.

Make that four Jaffa.

Looks like these folks had
a little on-board fire fight.

Still no sign of life.

We're heading to the bridge.

Prometheus,
someone just activated the...

Colonel Reynolds,
say again.

Sir, our rings
just activated.

Security team
to level four ring room.

Visuals on screen.

Seal it off.

Controls are not
responding, sir.

Airman?

It's no good, sir. The
rings will not activate.

Security team,
report.

All shipboard communications
are down.

Initiate emergency lockdown.

I can't, sir. It may be
possible from the engine room.

Go.

That wasn't me, sir.

Let's get them out of there.

Can we pursue?

Engines
are off-line.

Controls
are unresponsive.

The weapons
are off-line tog, sir.

It looks like we're
dead in the water.

General.

I just did a head count.

Daniel Jackson
is still aboard prometheus.

Oh, crap.

Are you okay?

Oh, I feel like my
head's going to explode,

but on the bright side,

I think my hiccups
are gone.

What do you need,
sir?

I need this ship operational.
Now.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Near as I can tell, we're
lucky that life support systems

are still working, sir. How much
time do you figure we have?

That's hard to say.

I've got some secondary
systems online,

including
some short-range sensors, sir.

Scans of the cargo ship
indicate that it's in worse shape

than this alkesh.

Strange, isn't it, sir?

That a Goa'uld super-soldier would
go to all this trouble to keep us alive?

Hey, how's it going?

Guess it's
just you and me, huh?

It's a little strange,
isn't it?

See, that weapon I shot you
with should have killed you.

What's even stranger is you guys
usually don't take prisoners either.

I mean,
it's kind of kill first and...

No, that's generally just
about it, just the killing.

I'm just going to talk to
myself here for a while

because you're not
going to talk to me.

Not that you guys
are very talkative, but...

You may prove useful.

Okay, now we're
getting somewhere.

Where's everybody else?

I transported them
onto the alkesh.

Well, you kept the wrong guy, because
I don't know anything about the ship.

But you are very attractive.

What?

Big guy,
I'm flattered.

Really, I am.
It's just that...

You're not my type.

I'm more than a little
disturbed that I might be yours.

Whoa, whoa, no. You don't
have to do that. Don't, don't.

Don't. Don't.

Don't worry.
I'm not going to hurt you.

Thank god.

Much... hope.

I wish to send
a long-range transmission

using
the communications systems.

Sorry, don't have a clue.
You lie.

In general? No.

Yes, well,
I try to be honest,

but occasionally a little white
one slips out every now and again.

Shall I kiss it better?

No.

Just don't do it again.

Hey, look,
even if I knew

what it isyou
wanted me to dq,

what makes you think
I'd tell you?

And how the hell do you
think you can steal a ship

when you don't know
how it works?

I got the sublight engines
going.

Yeah, so you did.

You really expect me to believe you
don't know how your own ship works?

Okay, um...

Look, my name is Daniel
Jackson. I'm an archaeologist.

A historian.

I study
ancient cultures,

histories of the past,
ancient civilizations.

Have you heard
of earth, tauri?

No.

Okay, well,
we were on our way

to rescue a few friends
who were trapped...

Oh, I really
don't care.

Look, this really
isn't necessary...

Can I have
this ship? No.

Okay.
Discussion over.

Here we go.

Tenat of oran.

Tenat, this is vala. If you
can hear me, please respond.

I've managed to
procure a vessel

bigger and better
than what I hoped for.

Tenat, if you get
this message,

I apologize for the
delay, and we'll meet

at the designated coordinates
in one day.

Vala out.

Now...
About the hyperdrive.

Colonel.
Doctor.

I've rerouted
remaining power

to shields and life
support for the time being,

but as far as
the engines go...

The control crystals for both
sublight and hyperdrive engines

are totally fried.

It looks like they were
deliberately sabotaged.

Can they be repaired?

In aword, no.

We need new ones.

I was thinking
about that cargo ship, sir.

Sergeant harriman says life
support over there is minimal,

barely enough to sustain
one person for a few moments.

And if we don't get
new control crystals...

Sorry, kill me now.

I'll go, sir.
No, I'll go.

With all due respect...

Colonel, someone took my ship.
I want it back.

Access is restricted
by a code.

Yeah, too bad.

That hurt?

Oh, yeah.

I can fix it.

I don't know the code.

There.

Feel better?

You're a Goa'uld.

No...

But I was once a host to one.

Which would explain
the naquadah

in your blood

that lets you use
Goa'uld technology.

And how I can
quickly learn to fly

this rather primitive ship.

Yes, so primitive, one wonders
if it was worth the bother.

Well, in this case,
it's the size that matters...

Actually, pretty much
in every case.

Tell me the code.

Please.

I don't... I don't know it.

Fine.

How much time
will he have?

I'm guessing a few minutes...

Maybe less.
Sir...

Not another word, colonel.

Do it now.

General.

Godspeed.

General.
General, can you hear me?

I'm here in the engine room.

Open the third panel down
on the center column.

Done.

You want the blue one.

It should be located
at the center of the panel.

Got it.

One panel up,
you should find a clear one.

It's hard to tell.

The light in here is...

Something's...

General,
can you hear me?

It's only been
two minutes.

There was a firefight
on board.

If the life support
is not cycling the air...

What?

Staff blasts
give off carbon dioxide.

In a small
enclosed space...

General.
General, sir!

Is he breathing?

He may need
mouth-to-mouth.

Oh, excellent.

Excellent waking up, sir!

Good job
on the crystals too.

Get the ship moving.

What did he say?

He said, "get
the ship moving."

Come on, general.

Let's get you up.

Much better.

Lose the weapon and
move away from the console.

I liked you better tied up.

Against the wall.
Lose the weapon.

This suit
still absorbs zat blasts.

It doesn't cover
your head.

Still, you should probably
make me take it off.

I think I'll turn the
ship around first.

I don't know.
If I had me at gunpoint,

that wouldn't be
my first choice.

Yeah, well.

What's going on? I
rewrote the access codes,

so I'm the only one who can
use the navigation systems.

Undo it.

Listen, hundreds
of lives are at stake.

I'm trying to save
the last of my people,

and this ship
is their only hope.

Maybe if you'd mentioned that
off the top...

Would you really have helped?

Look, as I was saying before
was so rudely interrupted,

we were also
on a rescue mission.

What is it? A ship just
appeared on our radar.

It's an alkesh.

This quadrant is crawling
with Goa'uld vessels.

Chances are
it's not your friends.

I made sure that ship was fully
disabled when you showed up.

We'll see.

We have to raise
shields and arm weapons.

I'm going to try
and hail them first.

Oh, oh, you hit me.

You hit me.

You know, we could
just have sex instead.

Feeling better, sir?

Yes, thank you.

We've just caught up
to the prometheus.

Nice work.

It was all novak, sir.

They're not responding
to our hail, sir.

Are we done?

I am.

You're a fruitcake.

Weapons?

On line. We are in range.

Target the rear thrusters.

Take out
her sublight capability.

She just jumped
into hyperspace.

Oh, that's just great.

I see you.

Did you have fun
taking off my clothes?

It was your idea.

No, I meant
when I was conscious.

You know, so I could distract
you and kickyou in the head.

I kept my eyes closed
the whole time.

Sure you did.

So where are we going?

I told you,
to save my people.

Can you please
let me out of here?

Oh... no.

You know,

I haven't eaten in days.

Could you please tell me
how to access

the navigation controls?

It isn't very nice,
you know,

starving a prisoner to death.

Come on, Daniel.

You've seen me naked.

The least you could do
is cook me dinner.

Aren't you hungry?

No.

Thank you.

You know who the tok'ra are?

Yep.

10 years ago, a tok'ra incited
a rebellion on my planet.

The people Rose up
against the ruling Goa'uld,

and once the Jaffa
had been overcome,

the Goa'uld
was captured alive,

tortured and beaten
for days on end.

I was host to that Goa'uld
at the time.

The people
didn't understand

that it was
the symbiote

that had ruled over them
so harshly.

I guess the tok'ra
felt responsible.

He rescued me,
removed the Goa'uld symbiote.

Nursed me back to health.

You said your people
are in trouble now.

It was only a matter of time before the
forces of another Goa'uld showed up,

a system lord named camulus.

That's when
the tok'ra disappeared.

People still refused
to surrender.

Camulus ordered
that they be wiped out.

We controlled several ships.

Troop transports,
cargo ships, alkesh.

Many people
were saved,

flown to an inhabitable
nearby moon in the system,

and the ships
made several trips

before most of them were
intercepted and shot down.

Camulus never knew there were
any survivors, so we were safe.

The only problem was the
moon didn't have a Stargate.

So you were trapped.

We only had
a few ships left,

not enough to relocate
everyone again.

It wasn't a problem. Camulus
seemed to have little interest

in the other planets
in the system.

He left behind a small force
to guard the Stargate.

We used the ships to keep
appraised of what was happening,

and to steal
supplies and technology

when we could.

You know
that camulus is gone now.

He was beaten by ba'al.

And ba'al's forces
are searching every

inhabitable world

in camulus' territory.

His ships are everywhere.

It's only a matter of time
before my people are found.

So you got desperate and
tried to steal that alkesh.

It was damaged
in the firefight.

I was hoping one of my ships
would answer my distress call.

I'm sure you can imagine how
lucky I felt when this ship showed up.

It's big enough
to rescue all my people

and take them
to aworld far away,

free from the Goa'uld.

You don't have to
lock me up.

Oh, ithink I do. What
difference is it going to make?

The ship is automatically
flying to my homeworld.

You can't stop it. Well,
when I get to your planet,

I'll just explain the
situation to your people.

Maybe there's something
we can work out.

My people, they're
not going to trust you.

You have to let
me talk to them.

No.

Daniel!

This is bad.

Vala, this is tenat.

We have you on our scanners.

Uh, yeah, hi.

Where is vala?

She's here. She's just
indisposed at the moment.

She did not mention
she was working with someone.

No, I guess not.

Look, I realize
I owe you an explanation.

It's a bit of along story,
really.

We will hear it in person
and inspect your vessel.

That's good,

because apparently,
we're coming in for a landing.

We will meet you
at the designated coordinates.

Okey-dokey.
See you there.

Okay.

You want the truth?

I'll tell you the truth.

Daniel, are you there?

I hope you can hear me.

The planet we just landed on
is not my homeworld.

Whatever you do,
you must not go out there.

Hi, guys.

Who are you?

Uh..name's olo.

Hans olo.

Where is vala?

She's inside.

We will only do
business with vala.

Business.

Yeah, that figures.

Not that I'm not surprised
or anything.

I don't look surprised to you,
do I?

What? It's just
that I was expecting

some refugees in need of
transport to another planet.

Human sort of refugees.

Not that there's anything
wrong with you guys,

that I know of.
We have the naquadah.

Refined weapons grade.

Ooh, that's nice.

This was the price
we agreed upon.

This ship is impressive
in size, but we cannot...

Okay, you know what? Seriously,
there's been a big misunderstanding.

I don't care what you've got,
I'm not going to sell you this ship,

so...

Okay, you know what?
That is not necessary.

We had a deal.
We must have this ship.

Goa'uld gliders!

Fool, you were followed!

Of course we were.

Okay, you know what? I'd
love to stay and chat, but...

Daniel...
What's going on?

We're being attacked
by gliders.

Tell me how to access
the ship's systems.

Let me out, and I'll help you.

You've got to be kidding me.

Let's go.

No funny stuff. What'd
you do with my buyers?

We'll talk
about that later.

And the naquadah?

Move!

Do you have any idea
what that is worth?

All right.

Raise our shields.

What are you waiting for?
Let's go to hyperspace.

I can't.
It's not working.

We've already taken
too much hull damage.

We have incoming.
Alkesh.

Arm weapons.

Shields are failing...

And shields are down.

We're almost out of weapons.

What just happened?

An alkesh just took out
one of its own.

Nice work, sergeant.

Target
the second alkesh.

Fire at will.

Roger that, sir.

Dr. Jackson,
this is general Hammond.

Do you copy?

General, it's me.

Good to hear your voice, sir.

Likewise.

You all right, son?

We're fine, sir.

Are we clear to ring aboard?

Stand by.
Unlock the system.

Those gliders
likely retreated

to a nearby mothership.

We have to get
out of here now.

Unlock the system.

You're all clear, sir.

What are you going
to do with me?

I'm not sure.

Look, Daniel,
whatever happens,

I just want you
to know...

We've managed to get the
shields and hyperdrive back online.

However, there was
significant hull damage.

I wouldn't recommend
a long journey in hyperspace.

I'm afraid
we have no choice

but to return
to earth.

How long before the
ship's ready to go again?

Hard to say.

Good work,
doctor,

both here
and on the alkesh.

Thank you, sir.

Hey.

Hiccups are gone, huh?

I didn't even notice.

I guess I was having
too much fun.

Security team to level four.

The prisoner has escaped.

Ring room.

Wow.

Status?

Security team one
unresponsive.

The rings on level four
just activated, sir.

General Hammond?

SG-3 was just
transported here.

She's on the alkesh.

Lock weapons on its engines.

Aft thrusters targeted.

Target is...

It's gone, sir.

Can we track it?

No, sir.

Our long-range scanners

are being scrambled.

She's good.