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Teal'c: Previously On
Stargate SG-1...

What Is It?

You Tell Me.

"Under No Circumstances
Go To P4c-970,

"Colonel Jack O'Neill."

This Looks Like
Your Handwriting.

That Is My Handwriting.

And It's My Signature.

That Looks Like Blood, Sir.

I Want P4c-970 Removed From
The Dialing Computer Immediately.

I Wonder Why You Sent It.

I Wonder When.

Welcome Back, SG-1.

O'Neill: Break Out
The Fishing Gear, General...

Our Job Here Is Done.

Well, I Take It Your
Mission Was Successful?

Carter: In A Word, Sir... Yes.

In Two Words...

Yes, Sir.

Your Initial Report
Said The Volians

Were A Simple Agrarian Society.

That They Are.

Jackson: The Volians
Introduced Us

To Another Race,
Friends Of Theirs.

Who, While Lacking
A Sense Of Humor,

Make Up For It In
Advanced Technology.

They Just Wanted To Make Sure

We Were Trustworthy First.

O'Neill: Long Story Short...

I Think We Just Carried Out
Our Standing Orders, Sir.

Teal'c: Indeed.
We May Have Found A Race

Both Willing And Capable
Of Defending This World

Against The Goa'uld.

And If That Little Outburst
Didn't Convince You...

I'm Convinced.

We Just Wrapped Up
Several Hours Of Talks

With A Guy Named...

Borren.

Borren, Who Really
Lacks A Sense Of Humor.

But He Wants The Negotiations

To Move Up To The State Level.

Well Done, People.

Perhaps While I
Inform The President,

You Could Prepare
A Mission Briefing.

Yes, Sir.

By The Way, What Do Our
New Friends Call Themselves?

The Aschen, Sir.

They're Called The Aschen.

(Theme Music Plays)

So, Out Of Security Concerns,

The Aschen Wish
Not To Reveal The

Location Of Their Homeworld

Until We Have An Agreement.

They're A Little Paranoid.

Which Seems Appropriate

Seeing As How They Don't
Have An Iris Like Ours.

We Do Know That
They've Actually Created

A Secondary Star
In The Volian System

By Igniting A Gas Giant,

Thereby Doubling The Volians'
Growing Season.

They Made A Star? How?

Well, Theoretically
By Increasing The Density

Of A Sufficiently
Massive Gas Giant

Until A Thermonuclear
Reaction Could Take Place.

In Fact, Arthur C. Clarke
Posited...

O'Neill: Ambassador...

You Gotta Be Careful
About The Use

Of The Word "How"

Unless You Really Want To Know.

My Mistake, Colonel.

I Guess My Point Is,
The Achievement Itself

Goes A Long Way
To Prove The Aschen

Are Advanced Enough
To Take On The Goa'uld.

Teal'c: The Aschen Could
Be Formidable Allies.

Hammond: If They're
Stargate Capable,

Why Is This The First
We've Heard Of Them?

Jackson: That's A Good Question.

They Have Ships,
But They Only Use Them

To Travel Between Planets
Within Their Confederation.

Of Which The Volian
System Is A Part.

Right. Uh, Borren Said
That Both The Aschen

And Volian Gates Were
Discovered Buried,

Like Ours Was. And No Dhd
Was Ever Recovered.

Carter: Naturally,
The Aschen Tried Dialing

Numerous Symbol Combinations.

But Without A Dhd To
Compensate For Stellar Drift,

They Were Stuck
Just Like We Were.

We Could Only Go To Abydos.

Exactly. It Was Only
After Daniel's Discovery

Of The Cartouch On Abydos
That We Were Able

To Make The Drift Calculations

To Successfully Dial
Other Planets.

Add To That The Database
That Colonel O'Neill Retrieved

From The Library
Of The Ancients...

We Can Offer Access
To An Entire Galaxy

Of Worlds And Races The Aschen
Never Even Knew Existed.

The News Must Have Come
As A Shock To Them.

Oh, Not Really.

Jackson: What Jack
Is Trying To Say

Is That If They Were Surprised
They'd Never Show It.

They Don't Get Excited
In General, General.

It's Like An Entire
Planet Of Accountants.

Teal'c: Colonel O'Neill
Mistrusts The Aschen.

I Didn't Say That.

Indeed, You Did.
On Several Occasions.

No, I Didn't.

What I Said Was
I Didn't Trust People

Without A Sense Of Humor.

Especially That Boring Guy.

Borren.

I Know His Name. He Was Boring.

The Aschen Have Agreed
To Meet Our Representative

On P3A-194 Tomorrow.

Colonel O'Neill, Both
You And Major Carter

Are To Make Yourselves
Available To The Ambassador

As Consultants.

O'Neill: Yes, Sir.

Dr. Jackson, In The Meantime,
I'd Like You And Teal'c

To Confer With The Volians.

Find Out How They Feel
About The Aschen.

Well, Can Tell You Their
Feelings Right Now, Sir.

Dig A Little Deeper.
Find Out From The Volians

If The Aschen Are The Good
Neighbors They Seem To Be.

You'll Embark At 0700.
Gentlemen...

Major Carter, Since We're
Trading Knowledge

Of The Stargate,
I Could Probably Use

A Little More Of That
Knowledge Myself.

After You, Ambassador.

This Place Never
Ceases To Amaze Me.

Anything Yet?

Uh, The Computer
Should Have It Down

To A Handful Of
Candidates By Tomorrow.

Candidates?

Yeah. We're Trying To
Determine The Location

Of The Aschen Home Planet.

How Can You Do That
Without The Coordinates?

How?

Oh, Asked That Question Again.

In My Early Work With
The Stargate Program,

I Theorized That...
All Things Being Equal...

The Outside Limit For A Lock
Between Two Stargates

Without A Dhd
Was 300 Light Years.

The Computer Is Searching
For Viable Coordinates

Within That Radius Of
The Volian System, P3A-194.

Because The Aschen Homeworld
Is Somewhere Within This Area.

There's A 70 Percent
Probability.

If The Aschen Are So Powerful,

Why Don't They Want Us To Know?

Until We Share
Our Database With Them,

They Have Only Our Word
Of What's Out There.

They're Vulnerable.

If We Didn't Have An Iris,
I Think We'd Do The Same.

Uh, You Know What?

I Have Not Eaten Since,
Uh... Oh, Today.

The Mess Is This Way.

If You'd Like,
We Can Talk More There.

I'd Like That Very Much.

Chevron 3 Encoded.

Morning.

This Is What You're Wearing?

What's Wrong With It?

Nothing.

Technician: Chevron 4 Encoded.

You Look Fine.

Well, Yeah. They Said I
Didn't Have To Wear A Uniform.

I Just Want To Make
A Good Impression.

Chevron 5 Encoded.

You Look Great. Very Sharp.

Thank You.

Chevron 6 Encoded.

It's The Shoes.

They're Gonna Get Ruined.

It's A Farm Planet.

Technician: Chevron 7 Locked.

Hammond: Enjoy The Ride,
Ambassador.

We'll Look Forward
To Your Return.

After You.

Thank You.

It Looks Just Like, Uh...

Oh, Yeah.

Just When You Think You're
Not In Kansas Anymore,

Turns Out You Are.

We'll Go See What We Can Dig Up.

Have Fun.

Uh, You Said The Volians
And The Aschen

Enjoy A Longstanding
Trade Relationship,

But There Aren't Any Signs
Of Trade Infrastructure

Around The Stargate.

(Mechanical Grinding)

What Is That Sound?

Have A Look.

Carter: It's Called A Harvester.

The Aschen Have Provided
Hundreds Of Them

All Over The Planet.

When A Field Is Ready,

The Machine Harvests The Crop

And Then Brings It
To The Stargate

For Transport To The
Aschen Homeworld.

We're Gonna Want A Few Of Those.

Borren: I'm Sure That
Can Be Arranged, Colonel.

Borren.

Colonel.

I Thought I Made It Clear
Your Weapons Were Unnecessary.

Oh, I Thought You
Were Joking Around...

You Know, Like You Always Do.

Borren, May I Introduce Our
Official Representative,

Ambassador Joseph Faxon
Of The United States.

I Bring You Greetings From...

Borren: I Am Not
Your Counterpart.

The Harvester Possesses
A Suitable Compartment.

This Way, Please.

Shoes.

Sergeant, You Have Something?

Sir, Let Me Show You
On The Star Map.

We've Calculated A Total

Of 5 Possible Stargate
Coordinates

Within A 300 Light-Year
Radius Of P3A-194,

The Volian System.

And There's A Good Chance One
Of Them Is The Aschen World.

Well, Of The 5, These 3
Were Just Calculated,

So They're Unexplored.

This One Was Determined
Uninhabitable

By A Malp Probe

But, Sir, This One...
This Gate Was Locked Out

Of Our Dialing Computer
By Your Order 7 Months Ago.

You're Telling Me
There's A 1 In 4 Chance

That The Aschen Homeworld

Is A Planet That I
Ordered Off Limits.

Yes, Sir.

Sergeant, Have
Sg Teams 3, 12, And 15

Report To The Briefing Room
As Soon As Possible.

Yes, Sir.

Keel.

It's, Uh, Dan Jackson
And, And Teal'c.

You Said You'd Not Likely
Be This Way Again.

Yeah, We Wanted To Learn More

About Your Relationship
With The Aschen.

What Would You Like To Know?

If They Are Honorable.

Yeah. I Wouldn't Have Put It
Quite That Way, But...

They've Been Friends
To Us Since I Remember.

I Was Raised By
An Aschen Family.

Orphan.

They Give Medicine Freely,

Uh, Machines Freely...

Light And Heat For Our Homes.

Really? So They've
Never Been Unreasonable

With Your People In Any Way?

They Just Float Around In
Their Harvesters Mostly...

What Few Of Them There Are.

Then You Maintain Freedom
From Their World.

If Freedom Is Bein'
Left Alone...

We Have It.

Ok. Well, Thank You.

Uh, When Next You Speak To One,

Tell 'Em I Got Iron Root
In My South Field.

Can't Dig It Out Myself.

Need One Of Their Machines.

Iron Root? Well, Maybe,
Maybe We Can Help.

Stand Here.

(Buttons Chime)

Oh, Yeah.

We're Gonna Want
A Few Of These, Too.

Ambassador, Allow Me To
Introduce Your Counterpart

From Our Confederation...
Mollem.

I Offer Greetings
From Our President

In The Hope That We
Can Forge A Friendship

That Will Enrich
Both Our Peoples.

This Seating Arrangement

Is Suitable For Our
Negotiations.

Mollem: Please.

I Assume There Are
Facilities On Board?

In The Next Compartment.

Just Wanted To Make Sure
Before We Flew Off Somewhere.

The Harvester Will Remain
In The General Vicinity

Of The Stargate Throughout
The Negotiations.

Huh.

Mind If I Check Out
The View First?

Daniel, Teal'c, We're On Board

One Of Their Harvesters.

When You Get Back,
Report To Hammond,

And Let Him Know Proceedings
Have Begun. Over.

Jackson: Copy That.
And, Uh, Good Luck.

Here It Is.

It Goes Deep,
I'll Tell You That.

Keel, We Can Probably
Take Care Of This For You

With Teal'c's Staff Weapon.

General Hammond's Request
Was To Gather Information.

He Also Said We Should
Dig A Little Deeper.

Keel: There's A Jug
Of My Best Sweetwater

In It For You If You Manage.

Ok.

Have You Discovered
Something, Daniel Jackson?

Oh, God, I Hope Not.

Probably Though.

Our Position Is Straightforward.

You Have Discovered
The Means Of Travel

Between Stargates
Throughout The Galaxy.

Several Hundred Worlds,
I'm Told.

Yes.

And You Seek Technologies
For The Purposes Of Defense

Against Hostile Races You Have
Encountered On These Travels.

Yes, We Do.

We Agree, In Principle,
To Provide You

With These Defense
Technologies...

And Much More...

In Exchange For
Your Full Disclosure

Of This Stargate Network.

We Also Agree, In Principle.

Teal'c: An Ancient City
Once Stood Here.

I Don't Know About Ancient,
Certainly Extinct.

Not That I Want To Get
Caught Up In Semantics Here,

But Even If There
Was A City Here

Just A Few Hundred Years Ago...

What Happened?

What Is The Current
Population Of Earth?

Well, You'll Have To Forgive Me.

I Don't Know The Exact Number.

Uh, Somewhere In The
Neighborhood Of 6 Billion.

Growing At A Rate Of
Several Million A Year.

That Growth Rate
Is Unsustainable.

We Agree.

You Represent
The Dominant Nation?

That Is A Fair Assessment.

And So Are You Taking
Military Action

To Curtail This Growth Rate?

No. We Respect The Sovereignty
Of Our Neighbors.

We Are Pleased To Hear That.

The Worlds Of The Confederation

Are A Partnership Of Equals

(Mechanical Grinding)

Borren: Do Not Be Alarmed.

The Harvester Is Continuing
Its Normal Operations.

Mollem: While You May
Respect These Neighbors,

You Have Not Yet
Revealed To Them

The Existence Of Your Stargate.

Not To All.

Any Treaty Between
The Aschen Confederation

And The People Of Earth

Must Be With
All The People Of Earth.

I Think We Can Agree To That.

Jackson: The Level Of Technology

Appears To Have Been Similar

To Early Twentieth
Century Earth.

I'd Say Circa 1910.

There Appears To Be No Sign
Of Battle, Daniel Jackson.

I Can Tell You That,
Barring A Natural Disaster,

It Generally Takes The Forces
Of Nature Several Centuries

To Bury A City.

This Place Looks Like It Was
Just Plowed Over Recently.

Perhaps To Create Farmland.

Or Maybe The Volians Had Their
Own Version Of A Luddite Movement.

Whoever Did This...
The Volians Or The Aschen...

They Probably Did It
Long After The City

Was Already Abandoned.

There Are No Human Remains.

Exactly. So The Question Is Why?

This Looks Like It Might
Have Been A Public Building

Of Some Sort.
I'm Gonna Go Inside

And Take A Look Around.

It May Be Extremely Dangerous.

Yes, It May.

I'm Gonna Go Inside
And Take A Look Around.

Several Months Ago,
We Received A Message

Through The Stargate
That Simply Stated,

"Under No Circumstances
Go To P4c-970."

The Warning From The Future.

That's The Theory, Major.

We Don't Know The Circumstances

In Which It Was Written,
Only That The Signature

And The Blood Found On The
Note Match Colonel O'Neill's.

We've Just Determined
That The Race Of People

We're Currently In Trade
Negotiations With...

The Aschen... May Be From
One Of These 4 Planets.

Then The Only Way To Rule Out
970 As The Aschen World

Is To Check Out
The Other 3, Sir.

That's Your Mission.

Have Your Teams Ready To Embark

Once The Malps Have
Determined You're Good To Go.

O'Neill: Just Out Of Curiosity,

What Kind Of Defense
Technologies

Are We Talking About?

Space Guns? Force Fields?

Motherships?

This Is An Example
Of A Bioweapon

We Can Make Available To You.

A Living Radioactive
Genetic Material

That May Be Designed
To Attack And Destroy

Only The Specific Dna
Of Your Enemy.

We Have A Number Of
Efficient Delivery Systems.

Ahem.

Well, We'd Want
Certain Assurances...

That We Take Military Action

Only Against Your Enemies
And Not Your Friends.

Of Course.

The Question Arises, Why
Have These Friends Of Earth

Not Already Provided You
With The Defense Technologies

That You Seek From Us?

Most Of The Advanced Races
That We've Befriended

Have Hesitated To Share
Their Technology With Us

For Fear That We Could
Use It To Destroy Ourselves.

Mollem: True Friends Would
Endeavor To Prevent That.

You Have Changed The Way In
Which We View The Universe.

Do Not Underestimate What We
Offer In Return For That Gift.

We Can Put An End To Disease,

Double The Human Lifespan,

Provide The Means To
Cross Entire Continents

In A Single Step.

Much More Than Simply
A Means To Defend Yourselves

Against Your Enemies.

We Offer Earth Membership

Within The Aschen Confederation.

Chevron One Encoded.

Airman: Sir, Pentagon, Line One.

This Is Hammond.

Yes, Sir. We Were Just
About To Depart...

Chevron Two Encoded.

May I Ask Why?

Understood.

Sergeant, Abort
The Dialing Sequence.

Yes, Sir.

Aborting Dialing Sequence.

SG-15, Your Recon Mission
Has Been Scrubbed

Until Further Notice.
You May Stand Down.

Sir? What's Going On?

That's What I Aim To Find Out.

(Loud Rumbling)

It Would Not Be Wise
To Attempt That Again,

Daniel Jackson.

Ok.

Now, If I'm Right...

These Are Newspapers.

There Seems To Be
Faint Pictures.

Yes, And Hopefully They'll
Paint A Thousand Words.

The Language
Appears To Be Similar

To An Ancient Celtic Text
I Found In Wales.

I Should Be Able To
Make Some Of This Out.

(Loud Rumbling)

We Need To Go Through All This.

We're Looking For
Big Headlines First.

This Cavern May Be Unstable.

I Believe It Would Be Best

If We Returned To The Surface.

I Don't Think So.

If This Doesn't
Serve Our Purposes,

We're Gonna Have To
Take Another Look Around,

And If The Aschen Really
Do Have Something To Hide,

I Don't Think We're
Gonna Get A Second Chance.

Mollem: Colonel...

You Seem Pensive.

No, I Was Just Thinking.

You're Offering A Lot
More Than We Asked For.

Our Motives Are Not
Entirely Selfless.

Perhaps You Offer More Than
You Give Yourself Credit For.

Access To The Stargate Network.

And The Promise Of
Much More, Major Carter.

An Introduction
To The Advanced Races

That You Have Befriended,

Just As The Volians
Introduced You To Us.

Your Ways And Culture
Will Enrich Ours.

The Aschen Are Not
The Natural Explorers

That You So Obviously Are.

Fortified By Our Technology,

You Can Continue
Your Exploration,

Share With Us What You Learn.

Uh... You Understand I
Have To Present Your Offer

To Our Leaders.

You'll Find We Are A Very
Patient People, Ambassador.

In The Meantime, Will Also
Confer With My Leadership

And Recommend To Them The

Immediate Commencement Of Trade

Between Our Worlds.

I Look Forward To
Our Future Together.

As Do I.

Well...

That Was...

Easy.

Faxon: This Was Just
The First Stage.

If You Thought It Was
Too Easy, Believe Me,

You Won't Feel That Way
When We're Done.

So I'm The Only One That Has
A Bad Feeling About This?

Yes.

Just Checking.

Here's Something.

The Headline Says Something
About A Pandemic.

Some Sort Of...

I Can't Translate That.
Maybe Fever...

Now, Assuming The Aschen Are

The "Newcomers" In This Article,

They Provided A... Can't
Translate That Word Either,

But It Appears To Have Been
Some Sort Of Vaccine.

And The Volian People
Were Immensely Grateful.

Which Serves To Prove
The Aschen Are Honorable.

Actually, All It Proves
Is That The City

Was Abandoned Sometime
After They Made Contact

With The Aschen.

And Cities Are Usually Abandoned

When Civilizations Fall.

Perhaps They Relocated Elsewhere

Within The Aschen Confederation.

I Don't Much Like
The Sound Of That Either.

Keel Said He'd Never
Been Anywhere Else.

This City Has Been Abandoned
For Many Years.

Yes, But Long Enough Ago

For Keel To Have Absolutely
No Idea It Was Ever Here?

Welcome Back.

As Per Your Instructions,
Ambassador,

An Air Force Jet Is
Standing By At Peterson

To Take You Back To Washington

Just As Soon As You're
Cleared By Our Doctors.

Thank You, General.

History Will Remember
Your Contribution To This.

O'Neill. Two Ls.

And Major, Next Time
I'm In The Neighborhood,

I Know A Restaurant That
Beats Your Mess Hands Down.

I'd Like That.

Well, General, It Might Be Time

To Reconsider This
Retirement Thing.

Not Yet, Colonel.

Come With Me.

Hammond: The President
Doesn't Want To Risk

Such A Potentially
Rewarding Alliance

On The Basis Of A Note
That May Or May Not

Be A Warning From The Future.

I Knew That Thing Was Going
To Come Back To Haunt Me.

General, To Confirm
The Aschen Are From A World

Other Than 970 Is Only Prudent.

And If We Encounter The Aschen

On One Of Those Other Worlds?

They Wouldn't Be
Too Happy About It.

It Could Jeopardize The Treaty.

Send A Probe. For All We Know,

Sending A Probe Was What Caused
The Problem You Were Trying To Avoid

By Sending Your Note.

Well, Technically,
I Haven't Sent It Yet.

But If I Get A Chance Again,

I'm Sure Gonna Fill It
With A Lot More Detail.

Well, You Were Probably
Trying To Limit

The Causality Violation
By Keeping It Simple.

I Wonder Whose Idea That Was.

Sir, You Know Me.

I Wouldn't Have Sent That Note
Without A Damn Good Reason.

The President Should Know That.

He's Under A Lot Of Pressure

To Present A Concrete Benefit Of The
Stargate Program Before The Next Election.

Ohh... Here We Go.

Hammond: The Bottom Line Is
He Wants Us Out Of It.

From Now On, This Treaty
Is A State Matter.

Well, What Did Daniel
And Teal'c Find Out?

They Haven't Returned Yet.

The Aschen Vaccine
Had A Side Effect.

I Don't Know What.

It Might Be An Aschen Word,

But I Know It Was
Big News Around Here.

How Would You Know This,
Daniel Jackson?

Oh, It's In Big Black Letters.

"Aschen Vaccine Causes"
Something.

I Don't Know What It Is,

But I Don't Think
It's A Good Thing.

These Pictures Appear To Be

Much Like Those We Saw
Of People Celebrating.

Oh, Don't Think
They're Celebrating.

I Think They're Rioting.

O'Neill: (On Radio)
Daniel, Teal'c.

We're In An Underground Cavern.

Do The Aschen Know
We're Down Here?

Negative.

Keel Said You Were
Digging A Hole Around Here.

Yeah, Um...

Stay Put. We'll, Uh,
We'll Come Meet You.

Boy, When They Dig A Hole...

Daniel, Where Exactly Are You?

We're In The Buried Ruins Of
The Volian Union's Capital City.

By All Accounts
A Thriving Metropolis.

That Is, I Think, Until
The Aschen Wiped Them Out.

Jackson: Ok,
Here's What We Know.

Around 200 Years Ago,

The Volians Were A Thriving
Urban Civilization,

Approximating
Turn-Of-The-Century

North America In Terms
Of Technology.

That Wasn't Very Long Ago.

Jackson: No, It Wasn't.

What Happened To Them?

Well, All We Know Is That
There Was A Flu Pandemic,

Similar To The One
On Earth In 1918

That Killed
Over 20 Million People.

Now, That Is When
The Aschen Came.

Through The Stargate?

Jackson: Actually, In Ships.

You See, The Volian Gate
Wasn't Discovered

Until Years Later.
They Befriended The Volians,

Offered Them A Vaccine
For Their Epidemic,

And Saved Their World.

Now, By All Accounts,

The Aschen Were Heroes
To The Volians,

And Their Friendship
Lasted For Years.

But Then... Something Happened.

What?

I Don't Know.

We Found No Evidence Of Battle.

Jackson: I Found One Clue.

Here.

Uh, This Word Loosely Translates

As Medicine/Vaccine/Drug...

Followed By
"From The Newcomers"...

Followed By "Causes"..

Followed By Some Word
I Can't Translate.

Now, This Was The Latest Issue
Of The Paper We Could Find,

Which Most Likely Indicates
The Paper Shut Down

Or Was Shut Down
The Very Next Day.

Vaccine Causes... What?

I Don't Know,
But It Caused Something,

Because In The Span
Of 200 Years,

The Volians Went From An
Urban Civilization Of Millions

To An Agrarian Civilization
Of Thousands.

After They Were Saved
By The Aschen.

General, You Have To
Speak To The President.

I Just Tried.

He's Being Briefed
By The Ambassador

And Won't Take My Call.

General, I Never Did Cash In On That
Open Invitation To Visit The White House.

Remember? Last Time
We Saved The World?

Driver...

Pennsylvania Avenue Is That Way.

We're Picking Up
Another Passenger, Sir.

(Automatic Window Hums)

Beg Your Pardon?

Colonel Starsky...

Or Is It Hutch?

I Can Never Remember
Which One You Are.

Kinsey.

What The Hell
Are You Doing Here?

I Know This Is A Little More
Upscale Than You're Used To,

But I Wanted A Comfortable
Place To Talk.

Uh... Oh, Drink?

I Have An Appointment.

No, You Don't.

You Should Have Heard
The President When He Heard

You Were Coming
To Change His Mind.

Man, Oh, Man.

He Can Be Cruel.

The Treaty's A Mistake.

You Were The One Who
Recommended It

In The First Place.

I Was Wrong.

Hell, This Was Worth It,
Just To Hear That.

Let Me Tell You What
It Comes Down To, Colonel.

Those Of Us Who Actually
Have Been Voted Into Office

Would Like The Opportunity
To Make The Damn Decisions

About The Governments
We Make Treaties With.

You Don't Have
All The Information.

I Know All About The Note.

Which Is Why You
Should Take It Seriously.

We've Got These Experts
Who Know These Things,

And They Tell Me That
The Ink On Your Note

Was A New Biodegradable
Something Or Other

That Hasn't Quite
Been Invented Yet.

What's Your Point?

What's The Future Really
Like, Colonel? You Can Tell Me.

As Far As I Know,
It Hasn't Happened Yet.

But It Has For You.

Hell, You've Been Back In Time,

Forward In Time.

You've Seen It All.

I Just Wonder How
Things Turn Out.

You Know, Without You
Being A Hero Anymore.

This Has Nothing To Do With Me.

And I Wonder How Far
You'd Go To Stop Me

From Becoming President
Of The United States.

You Think This Is About You?

Of All The Self-Centered,
Egotistical...

Egotistical? You're The One
Who Can't Stop Playing God

With Our Future.

The Minute We Try To Make
A Deal For Alien Technology,

You Decide They're
The Wrong Kind Of Aliens.

Even Our Current President's

Begun To See The Pattern.

And, Boy, He Used To Love You.

Rest Assured We Know All
About The 70% Probabilities,

The 1 In 4 Chances...

Kinsey, You're In
Way Over Your Head.

Am 17

This Is Really A
Political Matter, Colonel,

Which Will Require
Bilateral Approval.

And That's Why
The President Put Me

In Charge Of The Next
Stage Of Negotiations.

Driver, Stop At The
Athletic Club, Please.

Oh, You'll Get Your Invitation

To The White House
Soon Enough, Colonel.

Just Not Tonight.

Jonathan, When We Get
To The Athletic Club,

I'll Step Out.

You Go On And Take Our Guest...

Back To Andrews.

Apparently, We Have Agreed
To Make A Token Gesture

Of Our Good Faith.

Ambassador Faxon Will
Deliver It Personally

And Return With
An Aschen Delegation

To Meet Senator Kinsey.

We're Actually Going
Ahead With This?

I'm Told We're
Proceeding With Caution.

What Are We Offering?

A Number Of Gate Coordinates.

There Goes The Neighborhood.

Ambassador Faxon Has Asked
That Colonel O'Neill

And Major Carter
Accompany Him Again.

I Thought We Were Out Of It.

Hammond:
Apparently, He's Insisted.

Senator Kinsey Has Agreed,
But Only To Major Carter,

Which Presents Us With
A Window Of Opportunity.

What Can I Do?

Force Their Hand Somehow.

If We Accuse Them Directly,
They May Simply Lie.

Well, We Don't Have To.

I Have An Idea.

Hammond: Major, I Can't
Order You To Do This.

I Know, Sir.

When Do We Leave?

Technician: Chevron One Encoded.

Historic Day, General.

Let's Hope So, Senator.

Actually, I Was Referring
To Your Retirement.

Technician: Chevron Two Encoded.

Ambassador.

Major. Is That
What You're Wearing?

Sir, I Have A Lot To Tell You

And Not A Lot
Of Time To Tell It,

So Please, Listen Carefully.

All Right.

Mollem. Borren.

Ambassador. Major Carter.

Colonel O'Neill Has
Not Accompanied You?

His Duties Require Him
Elsewhere.

Of Course.

It Is My Pleasure To Offer
A Gesture Of Our Own.

The Coordinates And Stargate
Symbols To Several New Worlds.

It Is Our Honor To
Receive Such A Gift.

The Coordinates Are On
A Hard Drive In The Laptop.

It'll Just Take
A Moment To Display.

Faxon: Our Leaders Would
Also Like To Extend

An Invitation To Earth
To Formalize Our Treaty.

All In Time.

By The Way, Borren...

Would You Read This
Aloud For Me?

I Couldn't Quite Translate It.

Of Course.

"Sterility."

We Knew What You Were
Planning, Mollem.

This Just Confirms It.

What Are You Talking About?

"Vaccine Causes Sterility.
That Was The Headline.

You Wiped Out Most Of
The Volian Population

And Turned Their Entire
World Into Farmland.

You'd Do The Same To Earth.

(Sigh)

Lock Them In Here. We
Have A Treaty To Conclude.

If We Don't Come Back
Alive, The Treaty Is Off.

That Will Be Your Loss.
We Have What We Wanted.

I'm Sorry.

What Do You Think They'll Do?

I Don't Know.

O'Neill Sent The Note To
Prevent This From Happening.

We Were So Sure.

(Mechanical Grinding) Listen.

They're Dialing The Stargate.

They're Dialing Earth.

(Mechanism Engaging)

What Is That?

I Don't Know,
But We Gotta Find Out.

When I Get To The Bottom,
Follow Me Down.

We'll Only Have A Few
Seconds Over The Gate.

W-What?

Just Do What I Tell You
When I Tell You.

Trust Me.

Ok.

Where Is Major Carter?

(Beeping)

Ambassador, Now!

Go!

Close The Iris!

What In God's Name's
Going On Here?

When They Knew We Were On To
Them, They Launched A Bioweapon.

Colonel!

I Had To Warn You. I Couldn't
Wait For The Ambassador.

I'm Sorry, Sir.

Colonel, I Asked You A Question.

You Did Good, Major.

Thank You, Sir.

Let's Get Her To
The Infirmary Now/.

Colonel!

I Swear, O'Neill, There's Gonna
Be An Investigation Into This.

Well, That'd Be Fine.

O'Neill: O'Neill!

Two L's!

I Guess We Dodged
A Bullet There, Huh?

Senator Kinsey Appears
Most Displeased.

Yeah, That's A Crying
Shame, Isn't It?

I Just Hope We Don't Regret
Giving Them Those Gate Addresses.

I Don't Think We Will.

The First One Being
A Black Hole And All.

They Get Progressively
Darker After That.

O'Neill: Carter, You All Right?

Unh.