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Dial the gate!

Dial it now!

I swear, sir,

I thought they wanted to smoke a peace pipe.

'Morning, sergeant. 'Morning, sir.

When is SG-1 due back?

Hour and 22 minutes from now, sir.

When they get back, tell major Carter I have a message.

Yes, sir.

Incoming wormhole.

Receiving SG-1's identification code.

It's a code red, sir. Looks like they're under fire.

Defense unit and medical team to the gateroom.

Opening the Iris.

Next.

I've been shot.

Some sort of tranquilizers...

Steady pulse.

He's just unconscious, sir.

I'd classify p2x-374 as unfriendly, sir...

Fairly primitive, from the looks of it.

I presume captain hagman will need to be reassigned?

I'd say so, sir.

We'll debrief in one hour. Dismissed.

Oh, major...

I got a call this morning from area 51.

It's done.

Jonas...

Major...

How is colonel O'Neill?

He's got a partially torn ligament in his knee.

He'll be okay.

Captain hagman?

He'll make a full recovery.

Does that make eight now?

Nine, if you count the two hours captain matthison lasted.

Right.

So there was no need for ancient babylonian?

Not exactly.

Do you think you can spare a few hours?

Sure. For what?

Well, you've been here three months.

General Hammond felt you might finally like to leave the base.

Yes. That would be great.

Where are we going?

Nevada.

Clear skies, 73 degrees...

There are at least you know.

But this one, this one is fantastic.

I mean, you have all of your weather

from all over your planet right here,

even the long-range forecasts.

It's like predicting the future.

Well, there is some science involved.

I know.

What's in Nevada?

Do you like surprises?

Sure. I love them.

Hey, major?

How do I know what color to wear?

We call each other every morning...

Major,

I thought you'd like to see the prototype

as soon as it was completed.

Wow. You're way ahead of schedule.

Very impressive.

Thank you.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm... I'm sorry?

Dr. Larry Murphy, colonel Jack O'Neill.

This is teal'c,

and this is Jonas Quinn, the man responsible

for introducing us to the naquadria.

Pleasure to meet you.

In case there was some doubt about what I was just saying,

no.

Um, I'm sorry, to what exactly?

O'Neill believes you are going to request

that we test-fly this aircraft.

Oh, yeah, of course.

Sir, iwasn't around fort,

but we're all quite familiar

with your experience

with the x-302's predecessor.

Are you now, really?

Well, sir, I can tell you that this is a very different ship.

Sir, the x-301 was a modified glider.

Now, while many of the 302's systems

where retroengineered from Goa'uld technologies,

it is entirely human-built.

So is the Titanic.

Sir, this could be the most important breakthrough for earth

since the discovery of the Stargate.

Why's that?

It's got four different sets of engines,

air-breathing jets, modified aerospikes for high altitude,

and a rocket booster.

You said four, right?

The fourth engine is a hyperspace window generator.

Even Goa'uld gliders are not capable

of entering hyperspace.

That's because they're too small

to carry the Goa'uld version of the generator.

Ours are much more compact.

Because of the naquadria.

Jonas, this was all made possible because of you.

It's still a few weeks away from a practical test,

but all preliminary indications look good.

If this performs the way it was designed to,

the x-302 will be the first human-built space craft

capable of interstellar travel.

The deal made by our governments, general...

I am aware of every aspect of the arrangement, colonel.

Jack, come in.

Colonel, you know colonel Chekov,

the Russian envoy to the SGC.

We've met.

Colonel Chekov feels that as a symbol of our joint efforts,

a Russian officer should be assigned

to join SG-1.

Over my rotting corpse, sir.

Colonel?

I'm sorry. Did I say that out loud?

I said would discuss it with you

and that I was sure you would give it some careful thought.

And that I will, general,

but I'm still pretty sure I'll say, "bite me.

Colonel, would you excuse us?

General.

So sorry.

I'm sorry, general.

You know I mean no disrespect toward you.

I know.

I probably should have reprimanded you in front of the colonel,

but I agree with your sentiments in this case.

Who decided every team that goes through the gate

has to have four people?

No one says they do,

but Daniel Jackson provided SG-1 with invaluable knowledge,

linguistic skills,

and in my opinion, a very beneficial viewpoint,

one, I think, is important enough to try and replace.

But not with a Russian.

I agree,

but my Patience is starting to wear thin on this matter.

I think I've given you a great deal of latitude lately,

given the situation.

Sir...

Jack, you're off the mission list anyway

until that knee fully heals.

Use the time to try and get some perspective.

Find someone qualified you can work with.

I'll have all available personnel files forwarded to you.

Dismissed.

Yes, sir.

Major. Yeah?

I realized I never actually thanked you

for letting me see the x-302.

Well, general Hammond ordered me to invite you.

I'm glad the naquadria is going to be useful.

Yeah, looks that way.

Can I see the plans for it?

Yeah.

General Hammond says I should give you

anything you want regarding naquadria research,

so... He's a man of his word.

I doubt it'll mean much to you without an understanding

of our science and engineering.

Well, maybe you can recommend some related reading.

Yeah, sure. I'll type up a list.

Great. Thanks.

You know, major,

I'm as physically fit as anybody on this base,

and I've committed to memory almost all of Dr. Jackson's work.

Everything?

According to the tests Dr. Fraiser administered,

I have the ability to learn much quicker than the average human.

All very interesting information, but...

I want to join you,

explore other planets,

discover new worlds, new cultures,

help rid the galaxy of the Goa'uld.

I get the picture.

I can't stay here on this base the rest of my life.

I can't go back to my planet.

They don't realize the threat that's out there.

I can help them by helping you.

I can also help finish what Dr. Jackson started.

Jonas...

I understand why you want to join SG-1,

and I'm sorry,

but I just don't see it happening.

He trusts you.

I believe it is you he must learn to trust.

How can he learn to trust me

if he won't even speak to me, you know?

He holds me responsible for what happened to Dr. Jackson.

I believe you are correct.

How can I even begin to make up for it

if hewon't give me the chance?

Is this really a sport on this planet?

Are you injured, Jonas Quinn?

It'll take more than that.

I'll tell you what,

if I knock you down,

you've got to talk to colonel O'Neill for me.

Okay.

I'm okay.

I wasn't ready.

I'm ready now.

Little snack?

I'm telling you, the universities of this great nation

are getting a little lax in their admissions.

To whom are you referring, O'Neill?

I can be as diplomatic and open-minded as anyone.

Hammond is insisting.

SG-1 needs a sociopolitical nerd

to offset our overwhelming coolness.

Have you considered Jonas Quinn?

Now, I know you've been practicing,

but I still can't tell.

Is that a joke?

He wishes to join the fight against the Goa'uld.

He's an Ali...

...en.

He's an alien.

The point is I don't think we need

someone else on the team.

You, Carter, and I can handle things just fine.

You learned to trust me, O'Neill.

That's different.

I do not believe it is.

Like me, Jonas Quinn may be an alien to this world,

but he has vowed to commit himself to the cause of the tauri.

Yeah, well, that doesn't mean

I want him watching my back in battle, okay?

Unscheduled incoming travel.

Bratac, what's up?

Tek mate, master bratac.

I am sorry I did not come sooner, Teal'c.

Drey'auc is gravely ill.

No need to ask. Go.

I didn't know he had a wife.

Yeah, and a son, ryac.

They were banished from their home on Chulak

when Teal'c defected.

At one point, apophis actually brainwashed ryac

and tried to use him against us.

Bratac's been looking out for them ever since.

So why didn't Teal'c just bring them here?

Well, drey'auc wanted to stay

with her own people if possible.

Teal'c was away on missions

most of the time anyway.

He tries to get home as often as he can,

but it's not easy for him.

You'd never know, would you?

Teal'c's not exactly an open book.

Still, I'm usually much better at reading people.

Major!

Why was I not informed about the x-302?

For example, it might not be that obvious to everyone,

but this man is actually very upset.

How did you find out about the x-302, colonel?

That is not the issue.

Article 3a clearly states...

The x-302 has nothing to do with the Stargate.

The naquadria being used

to power the hyperspace window generator

was procured through...

Unauthorized incoming wormhole.

What now?

I'll take anything over this.

We're not receiving an idc, sir.

In fact, there's nothing, sir.

What's up?

Apparently, nothing.

Nothing?

So it would seem.

That's atwist.

Gate's functioning properly.

We're definitely looking at an incoming wormhole.

But nothing is incoming?

As far as I can tell.

The Goa'uld used that tactic before.

To block our escape while they attacked in ships,

yeah.

Nothing from deep space watch, either.

This doesn't make any sense.

In order to keep a wormhole open,

you have to send something through,

a radio signal, anything.

We're getting nothing.

Figure it out, major.

I'll call the president.

Yes, sir.

Don't look at me.

I've got nothing.

As you see, conditions are harsh.

They have been safe here.

They must be moved to the new outpost built by the tauri.

All Jaffa who support our cause

are welcome there.

Drey'aucis in no state to be moved now.

Why did you wait?

As it is, have brought you here against her wishes.

She has always been proud.

She refused to accept the new symbiote.

Was one procured?

No, she did not wish us to sacrifice

the life of another Jaffa to save her own,

even one who still foolishly worshipped

the false gods.

We would all choose the same fate.

In the past... it Is not the past, my friend.

The dissent we have bred

has brought about many changes.

The Goa'uld no longer trust the Jaffa priests

with their young as they once did.

Ryac.

You dare show your face here?

She is dead because of you.

Could it be a malfunction of some kind?

It's possible, sir, but highly unlikely.

Chances are, somebody dialed earth

from an off-world gate.

Wrong number?

Well, normally, the gate shuts down automatically

after a short period of time

if nothing's entering the event horizon

from the outgoing location.

So what do we do?

We wait.

To my knowledge, no one's been able to sustain a wormhole

for longer than 38 minutes.

Could whoever's behind this redial our gate repeatedly

just to keep us from using it?

I've programmed the computer to dial the Alpha site

immediately after the incoming wormhole expires

just in case.

We'll be able to recall our off-world teams

and hopefully contact someone who can help.

It's still on.

38 minutes, give or take a few seconds.

How many is a few?

Okay, now we have a problem.

She believed in you,

in the fight you have chosen.

As you once did.

How long were we to live like this?

Are we all to die like she did?

Nothing has changed.

The Goa'uld can be defeated.

As long as we must carry symbiotes,

we will depend on the Goa'uld for our lives.

We will find a way to be free.

My mother will never know this freedom you speak of.

She had no choice.

You brought this upon her.

You chose for the both of us.

Now, as any warrior would...

I choose to avenge her death.

Everything I have done, I have done for you.

Then I am ashamed,

for you have done nothing but bring pain and misery

and above all false hope

to countless Jaffa.

Then fire your weapon.

Major, there's a rise in power being retained

by the gate's internal capacitors

of 0.1%.

Well, while there's an open wormhole,

the value tends to fluctuate

by at least that much, anyway.

Not for the last 12 minutes, it hasn't.

Go to gate diagnostic screen four.

Normal. No incoming energy readings.

Increase sensitivity by 50%.

What was that?

Could be interference in the line

between the gate and computer.

There it is again. Increase sensitivity by 200%.

That's well within the accepted margin of error

for the sensors.

I know. Try it anyway.

I admit, it's a pretty small anomaly,

but it could be contributing to the power buildup in the gate.

But... Errors are random, lieutenant.

Whatever this is, it has a distinct pattern.

Right.

Fight! Or do you not consider me a worthy opponent?

You should be glad he does not,

for if he did, he would snap you in half.

You have become skilled, ryac,

but atrue Jaffa warrior

does not let grief cloud his judgment.

I choose my opponent

as foolishly as he chose his.

Teal'c chose your mother's fate

no more than he chose his own.

We are all victims of the Goa'uld.

No, master bratac,

ryac is correct.

I have failed both he and his mother.

The boy passes judgment

without having fought a single battle.

Fighting a war that appears unwinnable

does not make one's cause less noble.

He cares more for dying

than for his own flesh and blood.

So must all Jaffa

if any of us are ever to taste freedom.

We've detected an energy buildup within the gate.

It's being transmitted through the incoming wormhole.

We didn't notice it before

because our sensors aren't calibrated

to measure something this small.

The Iris appears to be holding.

Yes, sir.

It's likely slowing the energy transfer significantly,

but it's not stopping it completely.

Doesn't sound so bad.

Actually, sir, it is.

The gate itself is one giant superconductor

capable of absorbing huge amounts of energy.

Now, if that capacity is eventually exceeded,

the naquadah that the Stargate's made up of

will become charged and could eventually explode.

How long?

A few days, maybe less.

We're calculating it right now.

Is there any good news?

Just bad and worse, sir.

We're talking about a blast 2,000 to 3,000 megatons.

Enough to take out Colorado.

The resulting environmental effects

could destroy all life on earth.

There's worse?

We have no idea how to stop it.

Shel mak.

Shel assah.

Let him mourn.

He has grown to hate me.

He does not,

nor does he truly believe our cause is futile.

Drey'auc would not allow it.

Then why does he speak as he does?

Self-dourbt.

Since the day apophis brainwashed him,

he has believed his own mind is weak.

It is not true.

You were no different at his age.

After the death of your father at the hands of cronus,

fear almost consumed you.

Like ryac, it was desire for vengeance

that gave you strength.

Ryac misplaces his blame.

He directs his malice towards you

because he believes you doubt him

as much as he doubts himself.

Why would he believe such a thing?

Because you are his father

and you have not told him otherwise.

Not so long ago,

I was captured in battle

and apophis took control of my mind.

He made me believe

that I was once again his loyal first prime,

and I turned on my friends who trusted me.

Were it not for bratac

and the rite of m'al sharran,

I would have died

believing that apophis was my god.

Whether you believe in me

or what I have chosen to do

does not change the fact

that I have never doubted your heart, ryac.

You need never win back my trust, my son,

for you have never lost it.

Shouldn't we be cutting all power to the gate? Won't do any good.

Incoming wormholes draw all their energy

from the off-world source.

Major Carter still wants to be able to monitor the gate

through the feedback system.

We can't use the Russian gate,

because you can't dial out of another gate

when there's already an established incoming wormhole to earth.

Energy buildup has reached 18%.

There has to be a way to drain the capacitors.

Still sexy as ever, I see.

What are you doing here?

Well, there's no point in building naquadah reactors for Russia

if there isn't going to be a Russia, is there?

The Pentagon thought you might need some help.

Not from you.

Oh, okay. Well, then, I'll get a coffee and a donut

and wait for the big bang.

That's just what I needed.

Major.

Carter.

This wouldn't be a problem if you had a working alien ship.

Hey,

I didn't wreck it, the Goa'uld did,

and we barely escaped with our lives, thank you.

What good is being a part of this so-called

protected planets treaty

if you can't even reach the asgard

when we're being attacked?

Excuse me, sirs.

I just got off the phone with Dr. Murphy at area 51.

He says he can have the x-302 ready to go in six hours.

I thought it was weeks away from a flight test.

Sir, we've tried everything else we can think of.

Our only chance is if we can contact the asgard.

I'd like to volunteer, sir.

I'll go too, sir.

You sure you're up for it, colonel?

Yes, sir.

I'll have transport prepped and ready in 20 minutes.

Shaq'rel.

Teal'c.

It has been too long, old friend.

It Is fortunate you are here.

I have brought word to master bratac

so that he might warn you.

Of what?

The tauri are in danger.

They are under attack from Anubis.

I assume you were briefed on the way here?

Briefly. The target is abydos,

that being the closest planet with a Stargate.

You do know that our theoretical simulations

for opening a hyperspace window were done in space?

We know we have to leave the atmosphere.

We have to leave the ground first.

It'll fly, colonel. I bet my life on it.

You want to come with?

I'd love to, but I'm needed here.

Yes. Yes, you are.

You know, sir, even if we do manage to contact the asgard,

there's a chance they won't be able to help us.

What's your point, Carter?

I guess I don't have one beyond that, sir.

Thank you.

You're missing the point, doctor.

General, can I have a minute? I wish I had one.

Major Carter and colonel O'Neill are about to take off.

That's what this is about, sir.

Well, what do you mean?

Look, I'm no scientist,

but I have studied all of the Goa'uld research

done on naquadria, and as you know,

major Carter allowed me to see

the specifications on the x-302.

And?

It's not going to work.

Really? That's just what I was saying.

Who are you?

Jonas Quinn.

Oh, the alien with the wacky naquadah.

Naquadria. You are?

McKay, scientist, earth.

General...

The instability of the naquadria

increases exponentially

as you attempt to extract

more energy out of it.

Oh, this is even worse than I thought.

If you allow this test to proceed...

Son, this is not just atest.

If the x-302 fails, this planet will be destroyed.

I understand your position, sir.

It's not just my position.

You stand to suffer the consequences

along with everyone else.

Now, if either of you

have a more prudent suggestion

on halting this crisis,

I'm willing to heart,

otherwise, I suggest we all go downstairs,

cross our fingers,

and hope major Carter and colonel O'Neill can reach help.

Cross our fingers?

Just a superstitious way some humans have

of expressing their desire for good luck.

Really?

Ridiculous, huh?

Navigation.

Check.

Oxygen, pressure, temperature control.

All check.

Inertial dampeners.

Cool...

And check.

Engines.

All check.

Phasers?

Sorry, sir.

All systems operational.

It's too bad we can't drive across the galaxy.

This thing handles like a Cadillac on the ground.

Colonel, major, this is Hammond.

Jonas Quinn

has voiced some concern about this mission,

specifically regarding

the instability of the naquadria.

Sir, the simulations we ran

anticipated every conceivable scenario.

You know, Carter, it's the inconceivable ones I'm concerned about.

The x-302 has hundreds of safety mechanisms

to compensate for anything that can go wrong.

Arming ejection system.

That's good, that's good.

That's funny.

Mission command, all systems go from abydos one.

Copy that, abydos one.

Good luck.

Well... Here we go.

We have liftoff.

Climbing.

Velocity approaching mach two.

10,000 meters.

Mach three.

Mission command, over.

Looks good from here, abydos one.

Abydos one, over.

Anubis has a weapon

that uses one Stargate to destroy another,

and if my information is correct,

the attack has already begun.

We cannot warn them.

That is why I brought a ship.

If the attack has already begun,

a warning will do little good.

We must find away to stop it before it is too late.

I do not know the location of this weapon.

Anubis has grown powerful,

but still only defends a small handful of planets.

If one of those Stargates also cannot be contacted...

It Is most likely the origin of the attack.

Let us hope it is one of the planets

to which I can remember the sequence.

Preparing for main rocket engine burn.

Roger that, abydos.

We'll re-establish contact on satcom three

after you re-enter the atmosphere.

Engaging rocket engine.

Mission command, this isabydos one. Do you read?

Loud and clear, abydos one.

Altitude, 500 kilometers and rising.

Velocity, 40,000 kilometers per hour.

I'm entering the coordinates in the hyperspace generator.

Roger that, abydos one.

Godspeed, colonel, major, from all of us.

Thank you, sir.

Let's do this.

Engaging hyperspace window.

Abydos one, this is mission command. Do you read?

We are still receiving your radio signal.

Carter?

I don't know, sir.

Mission command, we missed the window.

Abydos one, please explain.

The autopilot engaged

and we veered off course at the last second, mission command.

Should we try again?

Negative.

Return to base for further evaluation.

Mission failure.

I hate hearing that.

Colonel, major,

glad to see you're okay.

For the moment, sir.

They're still analyzing the flight data recorder,

but it looks like a 605-3 error.

Forgive me?

It's the one after 605-2, sir.

The x-302 couldn't get a lock on its destination

once the window was open, so it auto-aborted.

It's one of the built-in safety features.

What went wrong?

The hyperspace window was unstable.

We thought we'd compensated

for the energy fluctuations

emitted by the naquadria, but apparently not.

I don't think you can.

Apparently, Carter and I

could have been torn asunder.

The possibility of that was remote, sir.

More likely is you just would've been transported

to an unknown location with limited fuel, oxygen,

and no way of getting back.

Can this problem be resolved?

Sir, we don't even understand

why the problem exists yet.

You're lucky.

There's no telling how much damage

an unstable hyperspace window could have caused.

The bottom line is we're on our own.

Hey.

How come you're not downstairs

with the rest of the eggheads?

Not that you're an egghead.

Well, you are, actually,

but in a good way.

I couldn't think down there.

They all kept looking at me for the answer.

Well, you do have a penchant

for pulling brilliant ideas out of your butt.

Head...

Out of your head when we need them.

Not this time.

Well, you've still got two days to work on it.

Sir, don't think I could solve this

if I had a couple of years.

Carter, am I sensing fear in your voice?

Yes, actually, a lot of fear.

Well, stop it.

You're making me nervous.

What about you, sir, any ideas?

I mean, sometimes you have a way

of seeing things at their simplest.

Thank you.

I'm going to go eat some cake.

I think I'll join you.

We're experiencing a widespread loss of power, sir.

I am Anubis.

Looks like a hologram projection, sir.

Humans of the tauri,

your end of days

finally approaches.

There will be no mercy.

Oh, come on. Who talks like that?

Sir, this is asgard technology.

He must have downloaded it from Thor.

You will bow to my awesome power.

There is nothing that can stop the destruction

I bring upon you.

Prepare to meet your doom.

Oh, please.