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Previously
on stargate SG-1...

The x-302 will be the
first human-built spacecraft

capable of
interstellar travel.

Chekov feels
a Russian officer

should be
assigned to join SG-1.

Over my rotting corpse, sir.

I want to join you.

I just don't
see it happening.

We detected an energy
buildup within the gate.

The tau'ri
are in danger.

They are under attack
from Anubis.

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

There's worse?

We have no idea
how to stop it.

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

Even if we do manage
to contact the asgard,

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

Anubis has grown powerful,

but still only defends

a small handful
of planets.

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

Then it is most likely
the origin of the attack.

Mission command,

we missed the window.

We thought we'd compensated
for the energy fluctuations

emitted by the naquadria,
but apparently not.

Bottom line is,
we're on our own.

Prepare to
meet your doom.

Oh, please.

And now, the conclusion...

Has a real flare for the
dramatic, doesn't he?

Very theatrical.

Yeah. Pretty much all
the Goa'uld are like that.

But why wait?

Why does
the guy show up

a day and a half
after this all starts

to do his whole "prepare
to meet your doom" thing?

I don't know. Maybe
he wanted to make sure

it was going to work.

Yeah, that would be
embarrassing...

"Nothing can stop the
destruction that I bring upon you!"

Then the gate
shuts down.

Oops. Sorry.
Never mind.

Yeah, well,
that didn't happen,

and we only have

major, can I see you
for a second?

When the gate was
connected to the black hole,

a shaped charge was used
to disengage the wormhole.

But that was an outgoing
wormhole. True, but...

The blast would
detonate the gate.

Wait a minute.

If you'd just
let me finish.

You're horribly wrong,
both of you,

but you gave
me an idea.

We know that
certain waves

can travel
in both directions

through a wormhole...

Radio signals, for one.

So, what, we call Anubis
up and ask him to stop?

Yeah, "hey, Anubis,
this is your agent.

"You're playing it
way over the top.

Can you get
serious, please?"

You were saying...

We send a massive e.M. Pulse
back through the wormhole,

knock out whatever it is that's
making this happen on the other end.

Will that work?

No, sir.
I already thought of it,

and didn't mention it because
it is far too problematic.

More so than
the gate exploding?

The Iris would
have to be opened.

Well, the gate room
is shielded, isn't it?

Major, are you saying
this absolutely won't work?

What I'm saying, sir,

is that we have
absolutely no idea

how much e.M.
Would be required

to knock this thing out.

So let's all
just go home.

How long will it
take to set up?

Four hours, tops.

That's how long you have
to come up with a better idea.

I have tried to connect
to this world twice now.

It Is the only one to which
I cannot make contact.

Then we must hope that is
the location of the weapon.

I'm coming with you.

If the Goa'uld truly
can be defeated,

then I wish
to be a part of it.

You said I could
not judge this war,

fori'veyet
to fight a battle.

You've trained me.

Now, let me fight.

You said
you did not doubt me.

I do not.

Then I will join you.

Be quick.

Very well.

Sirs,

I calculated
that opening the Iris

will increase the flow
of energy to the gate

by at least 10 times.

Now, if this doesn't work,

we'll be cutting as much
as half the remaining time

before the gate detonates.

No better idea yet?

No.

Major, I know you and
Dr. McKay don't see eye to eye.

Sir, this has
nothing to do...

I believe if this plan
has any chance of working,

it's with
your cooperation.

Yes, sir.

I know what I'm doing.

We are approaching
the planet.

It is heavily guarded.

That is a good sign we have
the correct location of the weapon.

There are rings
on the surface.

We must hope to catch
any Jaffa on the ground

by surprise.

Right here.

You just want to be
able to take credit forit

when it works.

For the record,

I hate you.

Well, it can't get
worse, then, can it?

Oh, no. I'm rapidly
working up to "despise."

You know, we're obviously
going to have to get over

this whole physical
attraction thing

if we're going
to work together.

I think I can act
as though it never existed.

Shall we
save the world?

Before I take
the credit for this,

shouldn't the e.M.
Pulse generator

be pointed at the gate?

You're good,

very good.

Rya'c...

You are to remain
on board with Shaq'rel.

Why?

One day, you will
be a great warrior.

This day, the
danger is too great.

I am prepared to die.

I am not prepared
for you to die.

Two gliders in pursuit.

How is that possible?
Are we not cloaked?

Anubis must now have means
of detecting cloaked ships.

I am decloaking and
diverting power to shields.

Entering range
of surface rings.

Teal'c...

Is it not equally
dangerous on this ship

as it will be
on the planet?

Go.

I will do my best
to return for you.

Come.

Stay close to me.
The forces on the ground

may have been alerted
to our presence.

Chel nok!

Identify yourselves.

We must move!

That's it.

We're ready, sir.

Close the blast doors.

Open the Iris.

Energy transfer
is increasing.

Seven times greater...

Eight...

10...

Go. Yeah, go.

Do it.

Activating
electromagnetic pulse.

Energy transfer
is still increasing.

Look, if this
was going to work...

Close the Iris.

We're off-line.

She's not going to be happy
when she wakes ub, is she?

Medical team
to the control room.

She is going to wake up,
isn't she?

The path is well traveled.

We must
stay under cover.

Many gliders
patrol the skies.

This wound
is not small.

You must be
in great pain.

Nothing I cannot bear.

You could easily
be dead.

I do not
understand.

There was at least
eight of them.

10.

How did neither
of you get hit?

It Is always more difficult
to hit a moving target.

It Is also helpful
to be lucky.

There is little
time to waste.

Hi.

Oh, man, I was just
starting to feel better.

Are you going
to be okay?

At least until
the gate explodes, yeah.

Look, I... never meant
for anyone to get hurt,

much less you.

It's okay.
We had to try something.

I always wanted
to be a pianist.

Excuse me?

A concert pianist...

You know,
a guy who plays piano

in front of
lots of people.

Right.

What did you think
I said? Never mind.

I had a not-50-
comfortable childhood.

My parents hated
each other, blamed me.

Music was my salvation.

It had this
perfect order for me.

That's nice... Really.

When was 12, my
teacher told me to quit.

A fine clinical player,
he said,

but no sense of the art
whatsoever.

Why are you
telling me this?

I'm just trying to bond.

Why?

Hospital gowns
turn me on.

I turned to science
because I thought

it would be different
than music,

but it isn't.
It's just the same.

It's just as much of
an art as anything else.

Look, it's not your fault

that the e.M. Pulse
didn't work.

You're an artist, major,

maybe the best
I've ever seen.

I'm just critical
because I'm jealous.

I'm touched... Really.

I wish I had a brilliant
plan to draw for you.

And you're funny too...
Even electrocuted.

Me, I've got...
I've got nothing.

You're creeping
me out, McKay.

It's just
self-preservation, see?

I'm beginning to realize that
I'm not going to solve this,

and that one of your
typically insane ideas

is probably going to
be our best chance.

How much time
until detonation?

You were right.
We cut it almost in half.

25 hours.

What now?

Well, first,
I thought I'd get dressed.

Right.

Leave.

Right.

Do you want me
to hold anything, or...

Yeah.

This weapon is unlike any
Goa'uld design I have seen.

I have seen similar
construction before.

It appears to have been
built by the ancients.

Who are they?

An advanced
race of beings

who long ago
created the Stargates.

But I thought... the Goa'uld
steal their technology

and claim it
as their own.

If this is not
Goa'uld technology

and Anubis has merely
learned to operate it, then...

Perhaps by destroying it, he
will not be able to rebuild it quickly.

But do we have
sufficient explosive?

That is our concern.
You are to remain here.

But i...
You are injured.

You will slow our pace
and risk giving us away.

My symbiote heals me.
I can go.

Rya'c,
listen to him.

This is but one of many
battles to be fought.

Remain here
until sundown.

We will try to
return before then.

If we encase the gate
in atrinnium alloy,

it could reduce the
effects of the explosion

by as much as 40%.

There isn't time
to implement that plan.

If we detonate
the gate right now,

we could reduce
the eventual damage

by as much as 20%.

The damage to
the planet's atmosphere

would still be
irreversible.

Any survivors would
be stuck on aworld

incapable of sustaining
life as we know it.

What are you thinking?

Besides the fact that
these guys are morons?

What do you think the little
alien guy is doing down there?

I bet you regret
coming here now.

Can't really
look at it that way.

So what are you doing?

It's the stupidest thing,

but it's been bugging me
since I got here.

What's that?

We're inside a mountain.

The gate
obviously can't fit

through any
of these doors.

So how did we
get it in here?

Yeah.

The ceiling retracts.

Above it is a shaft
that leads to the surface,

and inside
is a crane mechanism

that hoisted
the gate down.

Interesting.
Yeah.

Does it go up?

Moving the gate
won't shut it off.

I mean, there is
nowhere on earth that...

I knew you'd think
of something.

This shield
most likely extends

around the perimeter
of the weapon.

The path...

Just hear me
out, people.

All we need to do

is get it far enough
away from earth.

Now, the x-302
can still achieve that

without having to
enter hyperspace.

See, now,
that's crazy.

We have less
than 24 hours.

Two hours to get the
gate to the surface,

fourto get it to Peterson
and loaded onto a C-17,

and two more
to fly itto area 51.

The 747 meets
us in Nevada,

which leaves us 16 hours

to get the whole rig
mounted and airborne,

and none of this
is going to happen

if we're all just
standing around here.

I think that this is
going to save the planet,

and we are
going to do it.

Move, people.

Well done, major.

It wasn't all
my idea, sir,

and I dare say
it's not done yet.

Right.
Sir...

You do realize
that if this works,

we won't have
a Stargate anymore.

It did occurto me.

Drop your weapons!

Yeah, this is
sergeant siler.

We're ready.
Activate the crane.

I have been instructed
by my superiors

to offer you
the following compromise.

In exchange for
your continued cooperation

and full disclosure
of the x-302 technology,

we are willing
to facilitate

the use
of our Stargate.

Facilitate?

A financial arrangement
to be negotiated.

You want us
to rent it?

A simplistic way
of putting it.

The x-302's hyperspace
technology doesn't work.

It will someday.

Obviously, the reason I
am here in the first place

is because my government

is unwilling to incur
the expense and risk

of running a Stargate
program such as this.

We are simply trying...

Here's the part you obviously
don't understand.

Even if, and I stress if,

we're able to successfully
dispose of this gate,

there's nothing
to stop Anubis

from starting all this over
again with a second gate.

No one's going to be running
a Stargate program.

The second gate
has to stay buried.

What did you hope
to accomplish here?

Do you really think
you could destroy

something created by a god
as powerful as Anubis?

He did not create the
weapon, and he is not a god.

Your god may have
been weak, sholva.

Mine is not.

If you know of me,
then you know of our cause.

The Jaffa rebellion
grows strong.

All Goa'uld
are false gods,

and their only
real power

come from the Jaffa
whom they oppress.

The next time you open
your mouth to speak,

it will beto
answer my questions.

You did not kill all
the Jaffa at the rings.

We know there are
three of you.

Where's the boy?

Evidence of how desperate

your pathetic
little rebellion is...

You bring a boy
to fight the war of men?

Orisit
something else?

Maybe he is someone to
whom you wish to prove yourself?

Bring me the old man.

Cover the boy,
as he will not escape.

Unlike you, he's of
little value to Anubis.

However, on your behalf,

I'll be happy
to demonstrate to him

how a real
warrior fights...

To the death.

Is there anything else
I should know?

Well, there's
some concern

that the 302s may not have the
fuel capacity to exit the atmosphere

carrying the weight
of the Stargate.

How is that possible?

The engines were
designed for a craft

with an alien inertial
dampening system

that effectively reduced
its overall mass.

Yes, and?

Well, you'll be carrying
a very heavy load.

How heavy?

The gate weighs
64,000 pounds, sir.

That's heavy.

And you'll need to reach an
altitude exceeding 180 kilometers.

At minimum
escape velocity

before I release
the gate,

orit'll fall
back to earth.

I know, I know.

Well, based on the x-302's
rocket fuel capacity,

even a full burn
won't do it,

which means
the other engines

will have to get you
part way up

hauling something that
weighs six times greater

than they were
designed to carry.

Yeah. Carter...

The whole rig isn't exactly
aerodynamic, either.

Carter...

I'm not sure I want
to know any of this.

They're working on
lightening the 302,

but that's why
you're going alone.

Believe it or not,
every pound counts.

I shouldn't have
had that cake.

I wish I could
go with you, sir.

Yes, I'm sure you dq,

and I find that
quite bizarre.

Anything else?

Well, sir, if this works,
Jonas really deserves...

What?

Deserves what?

I don't know. Something.

He's the one who gave
me the idea to do this.

Sir, he gave up
everything

to bring us
the naquadria.

The hyperspace generator
doesn't work.

That's not his fault.

Good luck, sir.

Hey, what could
go wrong, huh?

The prisoners
will not speak.

Take them to the
rings and have them

transported
up to the ha'Tak.

What exactly
did you remove?

Weapons, some of
the life support...

Don't worry. There's still
more than a day's worth.

Well, if I need more than
an hour, we're all in trouble.

Right.

We also took out radar,

some of the crash
safety mechanisms,

landing gear...

Excuse me?

We had to in order to
properly accommodate

the clamping system,

so once you re-enter
the atmosphere,

you'll have to eject.

That is, after
you target the 302

to splash down off
the coast of Florida.

When were you going to
tell me this part? Just now.

We weren't entirely sure
any of this would happen

until five minutes ago.

You're not going
to believe this.

Holy crap.

They're waiting for you.

Good luck.

They're airborne, sir.

Mission command, we're
approaching separation altitude.

Confirming altitude
at 10,000 meters.

Yeah, Roger that.

This is
mission command.

You have a go
for separation,

starflight.

Proceeding with separation.

Separation complete.

Good luck, sir.

Stop saying that.

Altitude reaching

velocity
at mach six.

Engaging
aerospike engines.

Uh, it's getting
a little bumpy, command.

Roger that,
starflight.

You're still
too shallow

to fire
the rocket booster.

All right, I may have
been understating things.

It feels like this
thing's falling apart.

Altitude is 42 kilometers.

He needs to reach 50

before he can fire
the main rocket engine.

Command, I've got
a master caution alarm.

Roger that,
starflight.

I'm losing power.

Starflight, your altitude
is only 48 kilometers.

Full port
engine failure,

starboard at 6-0%.

Preparing to ignite
rocket booster.

You're still too low,
starflight.

I'm losing velocity,
command.

I'm going to start
losing altitude.

Command, please advise.

Okay, starflight,
go with main engine burn.

Roger.

Velocity is 25,000
kilometers per hour.

28...

He's got to reach 40
and sustain it

for at least

main engine burn
at 1-0-0%.

Velocity approaching
40,000 kilometers per hour.

Altitude, 1-2-0 kilometers.

Five, six, seven...

Preparing to release
the gate, command.

Not yet, starflight.

I'm burning out here.

All right, that's it.
I'm out of gas.

Starflight, your altitude
is 130 kilometers.

He's not
going to make it.

Velocity is
slowing rapidly.

He had to fire the
rocket booster too early.

It didn't work?

He's going to
fall back to earth, sir.

Okay... got any ideas?

Anybody want
to wish me luck?

We're working on it.

Based on altitude, angle of
ascent, and current velocity,

he'll hit the coast of
Europe in 35 minutes.

If he puts the 302
in a nosedive,

he could cut his
descent time in half.

Why would we
do that?

So he could drop the
gate into the Atlantic.

I'm figuring
there's time

for it to sink
maybe 3,000 feet.

Will that do any good?

It's enough to reduce the
effects of the devastation.

By how much?
Not much, sir.

Enough that it's worth
a shot, isn't it?

Rya'c!

We believe we can reduce
the extent of the damage

by dropping the gate
into the ocean.

You're going to
have to put the x-302

into a nosedive and...

What?

Starflight,
it's all we've got.

What about the hyperdrive?

Colonel, it didn't work.

We just don't know
where it will send me, right?

Who cares, as long as
it's a galaxy far, far away.

He's right.

The window formed.
It was just unstable.

Colonel, we don't have the
slightest idea what would happen

if we tried to open
a hyperspace window

within the atmosphere.

Yeah, well,
given the situation...

We're taking it
under advisement.

Please stand by,
starflight.

Major, I can
make a call.

Do it, sir.

You really are
a certifiable lunatic.

I know what I said about
you being an artist and all,

but I haven't slept in three
days, but this is deranged,

you're talking about creating
an interdimensional field

around an already
highly charged Stargate

with an unstable,
unpredictable burst of energy.

I realize...

What I am suggesting
has tangible benefits.

Maybe it saves
a few lives.

If this works,
we save the entire planet.

What chance
do we have of that?

Well, maybe we can
reduce the risk a little.

How?
How?

Well, the instability
of the naquadria is...

Is relative to the size of the
burst you're trying to extract.

We don't actually have to
send the gate across the galaxy?

Even a second
in hyperspace

potentially gets us
millions of miles.

Make the call.

This is general Hammond.

I need to speak with
the president immediately.

Altitude... 7-6 kilometers
and still falling.

We have orders, starflight.
We'll try it your way.

Thank you.
Run me through it.

Sir, we're going to have to
override the safety protocol

that will
cause the 302

to avoid
an unstable wormhole.

We think we can greatly
increase the chance of this working

by only activating the
generator for one second.

Unfortunately,

it wasn't programmed to work
for such a short time.

Hang on.

Right. Of course.
Thank you.

Sir, we're going to write
a new subroutine.

It'll be ready to upload
in a few minutes.

All right, well, meantime,
I'll just keep falling.

Carter...

We're done. Uploading
the new program, sir.

All you'll have to do now
is activate the generator.

Roger that.

You won't have
much time.

I know.

Sir, if this works...
I know.

Sir?
What?

Good luck.

Activating
hyperspace generator...

Now.

This is observer one.

Visual confirmation.

The x-302 has entered
the hyperspace window.

Colonel?

Colonel, do you read?

This is observer one.

There is no sign
of a chute.

There is however,

a light show
going on up here.

It worked.

Deep space is estimating
that the gate detonated

over three million
miles from earth.

This is observer two.

I have a visual
on a chute.

Moving in
for confirmation.

Mission command, the cockpit
module is intact.

We are pinpointing
splashdown position.

Patching in
satellite imagery.

Observer two,
pararescue team is on the way.

Roger that.

Colonel O'Neill
is conscious and waving.

The gate has shut down.

Let us hope
it is not too late.

Look...

Teal'c...

Rya'c!

Rya'c!

So that's it?

You're just giving up,
closing the shop?

At least until
we find a way

to defend ourselves
against this kind of thing,

yeah.

It shouldn't
take you long.

Yeah, right.

I thought
you'd be happy.

Hey, I never said we
shouldn't use the Stargate.

Well, uh, let me
know if I can help.

I will. Thanks.

That means
you don't hate me?

Maybe.

Too bad for you.

Why?

I was more attracted
to you when I did.

Really?

Right...

Colonel...
I'm glad you're okay.

Thank you, sir.

You know the president
wants to see you in person?

Yes, we spoke
on my way here.

You can have
any assignment you want.

Actually, I've always wanted
to command my own boat.

Forthe Navy?

Or something a little
smaller... with oars.

You deserve it, Jack.

Are you sure you want
to take this with you, sir?

We're closed for business.

I was supposed to
retire five years ago.

We don't know how long
it's going to be

before we can re-establish
a Stargate program,

if ever.

Actually, I just meant it says
"property of U.S. air force" on it.

Yeah, I still
feel responsible

for the teams
stranded off-world,

but there's
nothing we can...

Hammond.

We're receiving
a communication.

What's up?

Go ahead.
They're all here.

General Hammond...

Teal'c!
Teal'c...

O'Neill... it is good
to hear you are well.

The weapon being used by
Anubis has been destroyed,

but we feared it was
too late for the tau'ri.

Yeah, it was close
there for a minute.

We approach
in a cargo ship.

Request permission
to land.

NORAD is aware
of their approach, sir.

Permission granted.
Welcome back, Teal'c.

Good job.

It is, in fact, rya'c
who deserves the honor.

Sir, if you don't
mind me asking,

what exactly did we
give the Russians?

Good old
American dollars, major.

You're kidding.

And the plans
for the x-302 and 303.

Really?

And one more thing.

So hear you're
a pretty good pilot.

Master bratac
taught me well.

I hope to be as good
as my father one day.

Just know that
no one is that good.

It also helps
to be lucky.

Don't I know that.

Listen, are you sure you don't
want to stick around for a while?

Kind of hang out?

Rya'c has chosen
to help bra'tac

spread the word
of our cause.

Well, it's good
to see you again.

Colonel...

Colonel, have you
got a moment?

Carter told me everything
you did to help out.

We all appreciate it.

Thanks a lot.
See you later.

Colonel...

Dr. Jackson is gone.

Yeah, I noticed that.

Not a day goes by when I
don't think about what happened.

I stood by and watched

while he saved my
people from disaster.

It should
have been me

who jumped
through the glass,

disarmed the device, and
he's gone because I didn't.

You have to live
with that. So do I.

You want me to
make you feel better?

It wasn't your fault.

I don't blame you.

If I could go back
and change what happened,

I would do that,
but I can't.

Allicandois try and change
what happens from now on.

I don't want you
to exonerate me.

I just want to be
given the opportunity

to prove that
I can make a difference.

You wanted to
see me, sir?

I know this is not
what you want to hear,

but part of the deal
to get the Russian Stargate

involved agreeing
to let one of their officers

join SG-1.

This is the thanks I get
for saving the world again?

I'm sorry, Jack.

You're going to
have to live with this.

Sir, can't we just throw them a
bone, give them their own unit?

They'd be happy with
that, wouldn't they?

What about SG-1?

Actually, general,

I've already chosen
our new team member.

Good luck, colonel.

Thank you, sir.

How do I look?

Uh, you might want
to lose the helmet.

Good guess on the green. Thanks.

SG-1,
you have a go.

Thank you, sir.