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You came to see me off.
That's sweet.

Well, we've been through a lot together,
and I just wanted to come here myself

and make sure you
were thoroughly searched.

This is a little keepsake,
something to remember you by.

This is
a priceless artifact.

As priceless as the
memories we share.

Well.

Thank you.

I hate long goodbyes.
Okay, goodbye.

Don't I even
get a hug?

Daniel.

Don't make this harder
than it already is.

Can't blame a girl
for trying.

No, I can.

Jackson, hey, where's
the, uh, girlfriend?

She left
about an hour ago.

Man, I missed
the going-away party?

Hope you saved me
a piece of cake.

Now that she's gone, I can finally
get some work done around here.

Yeah, about that.
The whole SG-1 thing,

you never gave me
a firm answer.

What do you say
we make it official?

Jackson?

Jackson! Jackson!

I need a med team
on Level 25!

Good morning,
sunshine.

How're you feeling?

Better.

What happened?

We're not
exactly sure,

but Dr. Lam here thinks it
may have something to do

with those
alien cuffs.

Why does one
assume that?

Well, you were completely
unresponsive when we brought you in,

but your condition suddenly
improved when she came back.

Miss me?

Walter. Just the man
I was looking for. Sir.

Sir, we have to talk about your
schedule, and according to this,

you're gonna be
in meetings all day.

Hell I am.
Sir?

After two months on this
base, I've come to realize

that an alarming portion of these
meetings are a complete waste of my time.

This is all housekeeping.
You can handle it.

Me? No,
I don't think so, sir.

Walter, don't make me
promote you.

No, sir. Yes, sir.
I mean, just... What?

Just write up the highlights
and leave them on my desk.

General.
Dr. Lam.

What's, uh...

What's the latest
on Dr. Jackson?

Well, as evidenced by Vala's
departure and immediate return,

they can't be separated
for much more than an hour

before they begin
to feel the effects.

If she hadn't come back when she
did, I suspect they'd both be dead.

I thought it was supposed to stop
when they took the wristbands off.

It was. Dr. Lee is theorizing
that it might have something to do

with the Ancient
communication device they found.

It's possible that the two
technologies brought together

somehow combined to
create a more permanent bond.

I see.

Okay.

This is a waste of time.

Do me a favor.
Shut up.

It's not like I wanted this to
happen, anyway. I'm being realistic.

He has no idea
what he's doing.

I'm standing
right here.

He could do all the tests he wants.
It's not going to get us anywhere.

Look, I know we're scraping
the bottom of the barrel here,

but it's not like
we have a lot of choice,

unless you happen to know someone
else who understands this technology.

You know someone?
Someone who can help us?

No.

And yes.

Wait, we're not
done here yet.

Who?

A scientist who was studying
the bracelets at one point.

Well, let's go see him.

No. Out of the question.

Why?
I'd rather not say.

He's the guy you stole
the bracelets from, right?

How dare you assume that I acquired
those bracelets through anything

but honest means. I may have
a less than perfect reputation...

You told me
you stole them.

Did I?
Yes.

Anyway,
he won't help us.

Correction.
He won't help you.

Fine, but if we're going, I'll
need a change of clothes.

Fine.

Fine.

Tell you what. These outfits
make a bold statement.

You don't reckon Landry is gonna make
us work them into the rotation, do you?

Let's see, desert camo, forest
green, and undercover rawhide.

It's got
anicering tot.

Well, this better be quick. Forty-five
minutes away from your girlfriend,

you're gonna turn
into a pumpkin,

and I'm gonna have to
haul your ass back there.

Gentlemen,
how can I help you?

Well, we require
your expertise.

Expertise?

Well, you are the foremost expert
on alien technology on this planet.

The foremost? Well, I don't
know if I'm the foremost expert.

I might be among
the top five.

Are you familiar
with these?

Yes, yes.

I actually owned a pair myself
up until not too long ago.

So, you know
how they work?

Of course.

The bracelets create a physiological
bond between the wearers.

They were used
by the Goa'uld.

Have you ever heard of the
physiological bond being sustained, say,

after the bracelets
were removed?

No, no.

Barring some freak power surge
in the bracelets themselves

that might somehow
transfer their effects outright,

it's highly unlikely.

But in the unlikely event
this did happen,

would you be able
to sever the connection?

I might be able to.

Great. Could you tell us?

How is she?

Who?
Vala.

We don't know any Vala.

Then I'm afraid
I can't help you.

Okay, maybe
we know a Vala.

I need to see her.

Why?

It's not what you think.
I'm not after revenge.

The truth is, the bracelets weren't
the only thing she took from me.

She also stole

my heart.

Excuse me?

I remember it
as if it were yesterday.

Some nights we would
steal away from the city,

strip off our clothing and
bathe in the Springs of Aragatan.

We would chase one another
across the mossy hills

and then lie naked under
Adora's moons, and Vala would...

Okay, that's great. Thanks.
We got the picture.

Very vivid,
very disturbing picture.

Yes, those were wonderful,
carnal times.

But that's in the past.

All I ask now is that I be given
the chance to see her one last time.

Bring me Vala, and
I'll consider helping you.

Sir, Major Gibson
is here to see you.

Send heriin.

General.
Major.

How are things
at the Pentagon?

Not so good,
I'm afraid.

The International Committee has
reviewed your budget proposals,

and despite your warnings of how
it'll affect the day-to-day operations

of Stargate Command,

they have decided to throw
their full financial backing

behind
the Atlantis mission.

They now see this base as
serving little more than a support role.

Can't say
I'm surprised.

They've been
going over the report

brought back by Dr. Weir
and her colleagues.

With the prevalence of Ancient
technology in the Pegasus Galaxy,

they feel that's where we
should be focusing our efforts.

And you believe that?
Sir?

Atlantis is
a civilian operation.

They approved
Dr. Weir's appointment.

The reason they don't want
to support Stargate Command

is because they have
no say in how it's run.

That's what
General O'Neill said.

He also said he'd be willing to
go to bat for you with the President,

but he thinks it might help
if you take your case

to the Chairman of the
Appropriations Committee yourself.

Does he?

Oh, Jack, Jack, Jack.

Arlos?

I thought
I'd never see you again.

Hello, Vala.

They overpowered me.

Some five, six mercenaries one
morning, on my way to see you.

And they demanded that I steal
the bracelets under penalty of death.

I don't care.

Arlos,

are you going to
have me killed?

No.

The memories of what we shared,
and you so callously threw away,

will undoubtedly haunt you
until the day you die.

That should be
punishment enough.

Yes, you're right.

That should do it.

I'm over you.

What I am not over, however, is
the theft of my mother's necklace.

I want it back.

Only then am I gonna tell you
how to sever the link connecting you.

Be realistic. That necklace is gone.
There's no way I can get that back.

Well, then,
our business is done.

Hang on, loverboy.

We'll get
your mama's necklace.

Then we have a deal.

This once belonged
to the First Prime of Bastet.

It's completely unique,
one of a kind,

and I am going to give it to you
for three ounces of naquadah. Huh?

No? Two for five!

So, business not so good,

Well, with no planets to
conquer and no cities to loot,

how is a Jaffa expected
to put food on the table?

Listen, a mutual friend of ours
was supposed to send word

that we were coming.

What mutual friend?
Vala.

Where is she?
Uh, we're not sure.

She said she had
some business to attend to

and she'd meet us
back at the gate.

She didn't call ahead?

I swore the next time I saw
Vala, I'd kill her where she stood.

That's a no.

Do you take me
for a fool?

I don't know about them,
but I certainly do.

Hello, Inago.

Nicely done on the
distraction, boys.

Oh, that's what
we're doing?

You didn't want toletusin
on your little plan?

You would have
just screwed it up.

Vala, you cowardly, backstabbing,
sorry excuse for a woman,

how've you been?

Inago, you filthy, double-talking
slug, nice to see you, too.

Obviously
they used to date.

Do you remember that
necklace you sold me?

The priceless heirloom
from the House of Verenna?

I may have overstated
its value slightly.

Slightly?
It was worthless.

You're one to talk.

That Goa'uld force-shield
inhibitor turned out to be

nothing more than a power
coil from an obsolete cargo ship.

Fortunately,
I'm not here for revenge.

In fact, I'm here
to set things straight.

By buying back
that worthless necklace.

Why?

What's your angle?

You don't need to know.

Well, then I guess you don't
need that necklace. No deal.

However, I am willing to show you
how I want to square things here.

I might consider buying back
that useless power coil.

Why would you want to buy back a
power coil from an obsolete cargo ship?

No necklace, no deal.

I've got an idea.
How about a straight swap,

necklace for power coil?

No.
Well, wait, wait, wait.

I have a better idea.
We dig a big old pit,

we drop these two in it,
and we let them fight it out.

I'll ask again.

Deal?

Deal.

Deal.

Of course,
I don't have the power coil.

We're gonna have to
go and get that back.

Where would you unload
an obsolete power coil?

Sister Vesina.
Welcome back.

Brother Caius.

How are the orphans?

The orphans are well,
thank Grannus.

And you?

Well enough,
thank Grannus.

Who's Grannus?

Minor Celtic God. One of
Camulus' former lieutenants.

Thanks.

Of course, all of us continue to
be grateful for your generous gift.

Pilgrims from all over
the system travel

to see the legendary
Ring of Shen-Marak.

However, it has been
a bittersweet season for us,

since, coincidentally,
around the same time

you made your
gracious donation,

the shrine's most precious
relic, the Livanna Crystal,

mysteriously disappeared.
No.

Yes, it is shocking the
depths some people will plumb.

Unfortunately, I have
some more bad news.

It appears I was deceived, and this
Ring of Shen-Marak is apparently a fake.

I'm afraid you'll
have to get rid of it.

Out of the question.

Hey, it's bogus.

Your followers are
worshipping a phony relic.

Yes, but ultimately its true
worth can only be judged

by the genuine faith it instills in
the hearts of the many pilgrims

who've come to visit
the shrine,

and, more importantly, in the
charitable contributions they make

while they are here.
Right.

Of course,
if you were willing to make

a substantial contribution
of your own...

What do you want?

I have to get out of here.
I can't take it anymore.

The fasting, the chanting,
bathing of the poor.

If I have to weave one more prayer
basket, I'm gonna kill someone.

Blessed day.
Blessed day. Blessed day.

Oh, my!

You're not a real monk?

He used to be a smuggler,
one of the best I ever knew.

Then things got a little too hot
for him, and he had to find religion.

Well, it was a sweet racket
while it lasted.

Until the great god Grannus went and
got himself executed by his own Jaffa.

Since then, the number of pilgrims
has been, well, significantly reduced.

That's why you can't
have the Ring. Power coil.

Whatever. The point is that it's the
only thing keeping this place going.

If you wanna go,
why not just go?

Because all I got right now
are the clothes on my back.

I need my cargo ship,
the one you borrowed.

Yes, that might be
a bit of a problem,

but we can get you
a replacement.

No deal.

What's so special about
this particular cargo ship?

Let's just say I made a
few modifications of my own.

You bring it to me,
and I'll give you the ring.

Power coil.
Power coil.

Look, don't try
anything, all right?

The pilgrims of Grannus may
be greatly reduced in numbers,

but they are more
fanatical than ever.

You'd have to be
to be worshipping a dead god.

I give the word, and
they will tear you to pieces

before you can get
halfway to the gate.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I
have morning prayers to attend to.

So, how do we
get this ship?

- We can't.
- Why not?

We've come this far.
What's the problem?

What news?

We've put the word out,
but she has yet to appear.

I needn't remind you
that because of your bungling

we already lost a case of
weapons-grade refined naquadah.

Now someone has to pay,
and if it's not Vala,

then it might as well
be you two.

Rest assured,
Vala can't hide forever.

And when she turns up,
we'll deliver her, dead or alive.

See that you do.

And let it be known that no
one defies the Lucian Alliance.

So, let me
get this straight.

You need to get this ship to get
the power coil to get the necklace

to get this guy to tell you how to undo
whatever is keeping you two connected?

Yeah, that about
sums it up.

Unfortunately, that ship is now in
the hands of the Lucian Alliance.

- The who?
- It's a coalition

of former smugglers and
mercenaries who've banded together

to take advantage of the power
vacuum left by the demise of the Goa'uld.

The fact they've managed to form a
coherent group makes them unique,

and a particular threat,

especially to the newly
formed Jaffa government.

Can we contact them?

They won't deal with
someone they don't know.

I assume they know you.

Well, yes, but our last encounter
didn't exactly go as planned.

Oh, let me guess.

You screwed them, and
now they want to kill you?

Actually, it was Daniel
who messed up the deal.

You tried to sell them
a stolen ship.

You're the one that told
them they couldn't have it.

The point is, if they see either
of us again, they will kill us.

Can we take
this ship by force?

You'd have to go up against
a sizeable armada.

If the alternative is staying linked
to you, I'm willing to take that risk.

I'm sorry, Dr. Jackson,
but I can't allow it.

Dr. Lee is continuing
his research.

Hopefully, he'll be able to come
up with something on his own.

In the meantime, you're
just gonna have to learn

to live with each other.

And by the way,

in three days you're
coming to Washington.

We are?
I am?

I need you to testify

in front of the Chairman of
the Appropriations Committee.

Let him see exactly
what we're up against.

Your experience with the Ori
could go a long way

towards convincing him of
the dangers headed our way.

Right.

We will do our best, sir.

Daniel, do you happen to
have one of these credit cards?

Yes, I do.
And, no, you can't.

By the way, is a security
escort still necessary?

Do you really
have to ask?

I noticed
you've assigned a woman.

Are you afraid
that I might corrupt

one of your
impressionable young men?

No, I just thought I'd
save someone the trouble

of having to rebuff
your advances.

How do you know
you succeeded?

I'm so bored!

What do you do
around here for fun?

I'm doing it.

I'm translating these
artifacts from P4S-559.

Oh! Are they valuable?

Well, their historical value is immense,
but there's no gold or jewels involved,

if that's
what you mean.

Don't touch that!

Do you know what?

You need to occasionally
get up from under the dust

of dead civilizations
and live a little.

Why don't you
take me out to dinner?

Look, the only way
you're getting off this base

is on our little side trip
to Washington.

If we could find a way
around that, we would.

Why don't we go
offworld?

I've got a great
little deal cooked up

with some traders
on Katana.

No.

We could be partners.

We can split everything
down the middle, 60-40.

It hardly seems fair that
your life gets to continue

and my affairs are put
on hold. Excuse me?

I... I should be on my way to
the Pegasus Galaxy right now.

Oh, don't you
blame that on me.

It's your own curiosity
in the Ancient treasure

that cost you
a trip to Atlantis.

You cuffed us together!

You weren't paying
attention at the time.

Look, we can point
fingers all we want,

but the fact is we're stuck
together, so like it or not,

we're just gonna have
to learn to get along.

I found your glasses.

I'm gonna go see
what Dr. Lee is doing.

Hello.

What the hell
are you doing here?

Isn't this my room?

No, your room is across the
hall with the guard in front of it.

Ah, yes. They do all
rather look alike, don't they?

Anyhow, since I'm here,
shall we make the best of it?

No, we shalln't.

Come on, Daniel.

We're both stuck here
on this base,

and there's nothing
else to do.

Yes, there is. There's... There's
sleeping. There's working.

There's... There's finding
a way out of this mess.

What if we can't?

We might have to spend
the rest of our lives together.

No, don't even go there.

There's literally
a bond between us.

Some people might even
find that romantic.

I'm not
one of those people.

Am I really so repulsive?

No.

No.

No. You're not repulsive.
You're just...

It's just that I know what you're
doing with the whole sexual thing.

It's a defense mechanism.

Really?
Yeah.

You live a solitary existence.
You move from place to place.

You never form any lasting
relationships. You use sex as a weapon

to prevent yourself from
forming any real emotional bonds.

Textbook case.

I never realized
I was so transparent.

Vala...

No, really, it's... it's
fine, Daniel. You're right.

I can see why you wouldn't
want to become involved

with someone so pathetic.

I wasn't always like this,
you should know.

There was someone once.

In fact, I was engaged.

Then I was taken
as a host.

And even though the
Tok'ra eventually freed me,

the damage
was already done.

And once
you have been spat on

and stoned by the people
of your own village,

well,

you try forming
lasting relationships.

Vala, just wait, wait.
Please, stop.

All right, I'm sorry.

Okay?

I'm sorry, I just...
Sometimes I just...

I forget
what you've been through.

If you've actually
been through any of that.

Are you messing with me?
Is it working?

You get out!
Go. Get out.

Go.

Despite the fact
that the Jaffa are free

and Anubis
has been defeated,

it would be a mistake to assume
that the Goa'uld are no longer a threat.

But without the Jaffa to do their
bidding, they're effectively crippled.

Many still have the loyalty
of their human slaves.

Slaves are a long way
from an effective army.

And besides, if the
Jaffa saw the light,

it will only be a matter of time
before these slaves follow suit.

The Goa'uld aren't the
only threat out there, sir.

So, I assume that you're
referring to these people

you supposedly met
in a distant galaxy.

Supposedly?

Well, I mean,
correct me if I'm wrong,

but according
to the report I read,

you never actually left
Stargate Command.

You went into a coma,
had some kind of vision.

For all we know, the whole thing
could've been an elaborate hallucination.

One of the Priors
came through the gate.

A single man who did nothing
but spout a lot of religious nonsense

and then
killed himself,

Senator, I was there. The
man burned himself to death

without the aid of any
obvious devices or technology.

It was no parlor trick. We're
also beginning to get reports

that there are other Priors
showing up on other planets.

It's hardly surprising that new
religious groups would arise

in the wake
of the Goa'uld's collapse.

The Ori are very real,
Senator.

As Ascended beings, they have
all the appearance of genuine gods.

But again, and this is
according to your testimony,

they cannot act in this galaxy
without incurring the interference

of these other
Ascended beings.

Isn't that correct?
Technically, yes.

Well, now, look at it from
our point of view, Dr. Jackson.

Finally, after eight years
and billions of dollars spent,

the Goa'uld have been neutralized
along with the Replicators.

And now, suddenly out of nowhere,
along come these magical Ori

requiring a redoubling
of efforts and expenditures.

Exactly what
are you suggesting, Senator?

The Stargate program has
succeeded in acquiring alien technology.

So, now it's time to devote our
resources to exploiting those technologies

for planetary defense.

Namely, by building more
Daedalus-class ships.

Now, we have no intention of
shutting you down completely.

You will continue to operate
at 30% of your current budget.

I think you will find that that
is more than enough money

once you de-emphasize
new exploration.

If you recall, Senator,
it was new exploration

that got us those
technologies in the first place.

Now, there are still thousands
of Stargate addresses

left unexplored
in this galaxy.

This program doesn't exist to
satisfy your curiosity, Doctor.

The important thing is
that we have learned enough

to defend this planet
against any potential threats.

Do you have
something to say?

Well, it's just
all so amusing, isn't it?

I mean, only an idiot
would assume

that this backwater
of a planet was safe

because you have a few ships
with decent shield technology.

You don't look
like an idiot to me.

So, I have to assume

that the reason why you
would want to build more ships

is, like other men,
you like big machines

with big engines
that fire big missiles,

because you have a deep-seated
need to overcompensate

for your own
shortcomings.

Excuse me?

See? She knows
what I mean.

I... I think a short recess
would be a good idea.

I'm done here,
anyway.

This meeting is over.

How did it go, sir?

Let's just put it this way,
you're going after that ship.

The cargo ship? What
about the Lucian Alliance, sir?

You'll have to figure out
a way to deal with them.

Why?
What happened?

She accused the Chairman of the
Senate Appropriations Committee

of having... Well, let's just
call it an insufficient manhood.

She's gotta go.

Just a word of warning.

Tenat and Jup are notoriously
unscrupulous traders.

They're crafty, devious,
and although stupid,

under no circumstances
are they to be trusted.

In other words, they're gonna try
to screw us before we screw them.

We should be all right as
long as you keep your guard up

and we keep focus
on what needs to be done.

Close the deal, take the ship,
and make sure they don't kill me.

Certainly not
in that order.

I still think we need some more
boots on the ground, just to be safe.

Tenat will most certainly run
a surface scan of the planet.

Additional life signs
or any ships in orbit

would only raise suspicions
and jeopardize everything.

We're approaching the
planet. Run a surface scan.

Four life signs.

Let's go greet them.

This is a good plan.
Very inspired.

Yes, we have you
to thank for that.

Nothing motivates like
complete and utter desperation.

You say that now, but you
will miss me when I am gone.

No, I'm pretty sure
I won't.

Just like old times,

I'm offering my assistance on this
mission only to aid Daniel Jackson.

My participation should not be
construed as a desire to rejoin SG-1.

Right.

Colonel Mitchell, at times
you remind me of O'Neill.

Well, I'll take that
as a compliment.

As you wish.

Teal'c.

Hey, fellas, what's
with all the hostility?

Vala, how does it feel knowing
your sorry life is about to end?

I don't know.

How did it feel
telling the Alliance

that you half-wits
lost their naquadah?

Whoa! No, no violence.

No damaging the goods
until we've finished our deal.

Besides, I think the Alliance
wants to hold her up as an example.

Yes, they do.

Your name?

Cam Mitchell,
bounty hunter.

Never heard of you.

That's because
I keep a low profile.

I like to let my work
speak for itself.

You've partnered
with a Jaffa, I see.

Look, we'd love to sit around and
talk shop, but we're on the clock.

Where's our reward?

We have a caseload of
weapons-grade refined naquadah

sitting in our cargo ship.

Good. Let's go get it.
No.

I will stay here
with you,

while Jup takes Vala
and her partner to the ship.

Once they've been secured, he'll
return and ring the naquadah down to you.

And what's to stop old Jup
here from ringing you away

and just skedaddling?
Our honor.

It would not be in our
best interest to cheat you.

After all, we have reputations
as traders to uphold.

Right.

Reputations.

Can't help noticing
the absence

of the caseload of refined
naquadah you guys were promising.

Do you seriously think the
Alliance would have entrusted us

with another case
after we lost the last one?

So this is a double-cross.

What happened to
upholding your reputations?

Let's just say
those bounty hunters

won't be in a position
to do any complaining.

Hold still.

Told you.

So, who do you like
in the NFL this year?

You kind of strike me
as a Raiders fan.

Daniel, why don't you
let me do it? I can do it.

Just do me a favor.
I need some help.

Okay. What?

Go to the panel
by the rear exit.

Okay. Now what?

Stay there, shut up
and let me finish.

You know, they got a great secondary
and the league's best pass rush.

Offense wins games,

but defense wins
championships. Am I right?

Our cargo ship
has you targeted.

I suggest
you lower your weapons.

I take it we're not
getting our naquadah.

No, you're not.
And so concludes our deal.

Well, that went better
than I expected.

I'm picking up ships.
Lots of them.

Correction, that went
much worse than I expected.

Stand down
and prepare to be boarded.

Shouldn't we be jumping
to hyperspace or something?

They will pursue us.

What are you
doing?

Caius said
he customized this ship.

Let's see if there's
anything we can use.

What's happening?

Multiple energy signatures
of phantom vessels.

They're confusing
the Alliance ships.

Fine, let's go,
let's go, let's go.

There are two vessels
pursuing us.

You got anything else
in that bag of tricks?

I'll show you.

What are you doing?

Vala?

Wait for it.

Now.

Wicked.

Pulse wave. Their power
levels spiked and overloaded.

It should take a couple of
minutes to restore primary systems.

Which should give us
enough time to...

Thanks for getting
my ship back

and for not helping
yourself to the swag

in the ship's
hidden compartments.

Wait, did you just say
"hidden compartments"?

Bye-bye.
No!

So, really,
why would you want to trade

a power coil
from an obsolete cargo ship?

So, really, why would
you want to trade

for this
worthless necklace?

Never mind.
Never mind.

Excellent.

Finally, I can get Mother
off my back.

So?
So?

So, we had a deal,
remember?

Give you the necklace
and you sever the link.

Yes, yes, of course. I've
been doing extensive research.

And?

Well, there's nothing I can do.
The effect can't be countered.

But, you know, my guess is it'll
wear off eventually on its own.

So long, everybody.

That's it?

You went through
all that for nothing?

Pretty much.

I can't wait till Senator
Fisher hears about this one.

Yeah, have you
heard any news?

I spoke
to the President.

He gave me
two choices.

Accept the budget cuts, or
convince the International Committee

to change their minds and
contribute to our funding.

Right.
How do we do that?

Give them
what they want.

A new civilian position
appointed by the Committee

with full access to this base
and a say in all major decisions

concerning its operation.

A watchdog?

Exactly.

Thanks for helping out. Indeed.

Good luck
on Dakara.

And don't be
a stranger.

He'll be back.