All language subtitles for Stargate SG-1 - S06E05 REMUX.eng

Hello?

Is this major
Samantha Carter?

Who is this?

My name is Richard Flemming.

You don't know me,
but I need your help.

It's 2:00 in the morning.

I know what happened to you.

I know about Adrian Conrad.

Who are you?

They never shut
the project down, major,

and now it's
out of control.

What project?

You have to protect me.
They know that I...

Hello?

Hello?

His name
is Dr. Richard Flemming.

He's a biologist, formerly a
professor of advanced genetics

at Stanford.

Sure. He's famous for
developing hybrid strains

of disease-resistant
corn and cotton.

I read an article
about him

in the American journal
for evolutionary science.

The base library
has a subscription.

Well, what the article
didn't say

is that two years ago,

he accepted a position

with a company
called immunitech research,

which, it turns out,

is awholly-owned subsidiary
of zetatron industries.

Adrian Conrad.

Who?

You don't know?

Adrian Conrad
was a man

who had himself implanted
with a stolen symbiote

in order to cure himself
of a deadly disease.

That was 10 months ago.

At the time, immunitech
was located in Phoenix.

One week after we took
Adrian Conrad into custody,

their operations
were scaled back,

and they moved to a small
town on the coast of Oregon

called... steveston.

We need to talk
to this Dr. Flemming.

He was reported missing
this morning, sir.

They found his car totaled,
but there was no body.

This obviously warrants
further investigation.

I'll have transportation
arranged for the three of you.

Colonel O'Neill
won't be joining us?

The tok'ra are still looking
for a suitable host

for his symbiote.

You'll have to do
your best without him.

Dismissed.

You knew who Adrian
Conrad was, didn't you?

Well, I've memorized all
of your mission reports.

I just don't want
people around here

to start thinking
I'm strange.

People don't think
you're strange.

What about
colonel O'Neill?

Let's get some lunch.

What are you doing?

Keeping a visual record.

I'll catalog
all the images

when we get back
to the base.

Teal'c...

See, the image appears
right there on the back.

I'm going to go talk
to the sheriff.

Keep an eye
on Teal'c.

Sure.

Keep an eye on Jonas.

Excuse me. Hi.

Hi.

Can I help you?

I'm major Samantha Carter
with the air force.

I'm looking for
sheriff Knox.

I'm sheriff Knox.

Welcome to steveston, major.
Thank you, sir.

Hey, those doughnuts?

Do you want
anything, major?

Oh, no, thank you.

Sure thing.

Have a seat, major.

So, uh,

you're looking for information
about Dr. Richard Flemming?

That's right. I
understand he's missing.

We found his car in
aditch outside of town.

It was pretty badly
smashed up,

but there was
no sign of him.

Can I see the car?

You think
he walked away from this?

Look, major,

no offense,
but this is my problem.

The air force
has no jurisdiction here.

I know I can't force you
to tell me anything,

but Dr. Flemming
may have had information

pertaining to
a matter of national security.

I'm asking for your help.

We haven't had a murder
in this county in eight years.

So you don't think
it was an accident?

Well, at the very least,

someone didn't want us
to find the body.

Did you know him?

The people at immunitech

didn't mix too much
with the locals,

but according
to his co-workers,

he was acting
a little strange lately.

Strange how?

Nervous, agitated.

We found these
in his glove compartment.

Amphetamines.

He had no history
of drug use.

I'd like to see his lab,
if I may.

There was a fire last
night at immunitech.

The place was gutted.

Flemming's lab
was destroyed in a fire.

So what now?

Check out his house.

Find anything?

Nothing of interest.

Me neither.

There's nothing
on the hard drive,

there's no disks,
no notes, no papers.

There's not even
a credit card bill.

This place has been cleaned.

Major Carter...

Can you sign for this?

Uh, sure.

Thanks.
Thank you.

Well, this is odd.

What is it?

This package
to Dr. Richard Flemming

was sent from
Dr. Richard Flemming.

Why would he send
something to himself?

Maybe he knew they were
going to search the house.

It's a good way to hide
something for a couple of days.

The police found amphetamines.
We found a syringe.

I think
we need to at least admit

there's a possibility

that Dr. Flemming
was suffering

from some kind of
drug-induced paranoia.

Perhaps his paranoia
was well founded...

He is missing,

his place of work
was destroyed,

and all evidence
was removed from his home.

Well, the scientists
working for Adrian Conrad

were studying this symbiote

in order to create
some kind of superdrug.

Maybe this
is what they came up with.

Well, if that's true,

then a lot of people would
kill to get their hands on it.

Well, we won't
know anything for sure

until we send a sample
of this back to the base

for analysis.

I think tomorrow we
should talk to other people

who worked at immunitech.

We need to figure out what
was going on at that lab.

As some of you
may already know,

we have three
uninvited guests in town.

They are asking questions.

The chances are
they won't find anything,

but if they do,

then we will have to
deal with them.

Hey.

Nice lunch.

I'm really starting
to enjoy this

traditional American food.

We have another tradition.

It's called
hardened arteries.

Were you able
to learn anything?

No one who worked at
immunitech wants to talk.

Our attempts
to gather information

from the local townsfolk
proved equally fruitless.

I wouldn't say that.

Don't tell me
you haven't noticed

how strangely people have
been acting around here.

What are you talking about?

Well, for instance,

that man there,
right behind Teal'c...

He doesn't realize it,

but he just put eight cubes
of sugar into his coffee,

and that lady
over at the counter,

she's been reading the
same article for a half an hour.

Since we sat down,

that waitress has
dropped her tray twice,

the cook has gotten
three orders wrong,

including my hamburger,

which I ordered medium rare,
but is in fact well done.

I've been noticing
similar behavior all morning.

It's like the entire town's
half asleep.

Major Carter?

Sorry to bother you.

Sheriff Knox
would like to see you.

I understand
you and your colleagues

have been asking a lot
of questions around town.

Yeah. Is that a problem?

We found gasoline residue
at the lab,

a lot of it.

So the fire was deliberate.

Which means

the stakes have gotten
a lot higher.

Major, if you
know something...

Sheriff, I already told you

my investigation pertains
to a matter of...

National security.
I know.

Thetruth is,

I didn't get any useful
information this morning.

I'm not surprised.

Everyone who worked
at the lab

had a confidentiality
agreement.

Nobody wants to get sued.

Well, now that we know
it was arson,

maybe the company will be
willing to cooperate.

I wouldn't be too sure
about that.

Well, they're going to want to
know who burned their lab down.

There's something
you don't know.

Two months ago,

another immunitech researcher
named Peter stofer disappeared.

The case was never solved.

Why didn't you
tell me this?

The town's been through
some rough times, major.

The shipyard shut down
two years ago,

put everybody out of work.

When immunitech
came along,

they brought a lot of money
to the area.

So nobody wants to hear
anything bad about them.

There was no solid evidence
of foul play in the stofer case.

He just didn't show up
for work one day,

and hasn't been seen since,

but I did get
the feeling

the company
had something to hide.

What do you mean?

We subpoenaed documents
from them.

This is what we got.

Did stofer work
with Dr. Flemming?

They were partners.

I'm going to need
to borrow these.

Well, this is interesting.
It's a shipping invoice.

Flemming and stofer
ordered all the latest material

on stem cell research.

Really?

And there's no record
of immunitech

doing research in
that area. It's... I know.

Why would they keep that
a secret?

Well, stem cells can be
used to create skin grafts

or replacement organs,

but theoretically, they can also
be used to create human clones...

Which is illegal.

So if they were doing some
kind of cloning research,

and Flemming decided
to blow the whistle...

He would have
to be silenced.

But why would he call you?

It must have something
to do with Adrian Conrad.

We should go through
the rest of this stuff,

see if anything turns up.

This town certainly does
get quiet at night.

Evening.

What can I get you?

Ginger ale.

I'll have the same.

It does not appear
we are welcome here.

Well, it's natural
for small-town people

to be suspicious
of strangers, right?

We just have to give it
more of an effort.

Hey, guys.

You have much to learn
about humans.

That's kind of my point.

How are we supposed
to fit in

when we spend
all ourtime on base?

Thanks.

I have a sufficient
understanding of earth culture.

But you'll never really
be one of them.

This is not
my home.

When my time
with SG-1 is done,

I will return to Chulak
with my son.

I guess that's the
difference between us.

I don't think I'll be able
to go back.

You're in our seats.

There are many
empty seats.

But these are ours.

Is there
a problem here?

No.

Apparently,
we were in their seats.

What was that?

They're not fit
to be in our presence.

If you do anything to
jeopardize this operation,

I will kill you myself.

I spoke with Janet
this morning.

Shedid a
preliminary analysis

on the sample
I sent her.

She thinks the liquid
in the syringe

might be some sort of
sulfa-based antibiotic.

So, some kind
of miracle drug?

We won't know
anything for sure

until we get more
test results back.

That's the guy
from the bar.

Hi.

Hello.

Sorry about our...
Misunderstanding last night.

Excuse me?

At the bar,
our little confrontation.

My friend and I
were in your seats.

I'm afraid you've got me
mistaken for someone else.

I don't think so.

Last night,
I was home in bed.

That's a little
strange.

He didn't seem
to remember us.

Perhaps he had consumed
too much alcohol.

I thought of that, but he wasn't
showing signs of a hangover.

Maybe he didn't want his
wife to know he was in the bar.

He didn't have
a wedding ring.

We are being watched.

The silver car...

That's the guy
from the sheriff's office.

He was outside when
we first got in town.

He was in the restaurant
yesterday.

Okay, take it easy.

Why are you following us?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Teal'c...

All right,
all right, all right.

I wasn't sure if
you could be trusted.

With what?

I was a security guard
at immunitech.

I think Dr. Flemming
was murdered.

Why would you
say that?

Well, about a week ago,
he came to me.

He wanted to know
if I could get him a gun,

said his life
was in danger,

and I was the only one
who could help him.

Why you?

Well, that's
the weird part.

He said that the people
who were after him

only come out during the
night while everyone's asleep.

Since I work
the graveyard shift

and sleep during the day, I guess
he figured I wasn't one of them.

First, I thought
he was crazy...

And then he went missing.

That's when I decided that working for
immunitech was a little too dangerous.

Why didn't you tell
the sheriff?

Flemming said that no one
in the town could be trusted,

but I figured I owed
the guy to tell someone.

If it hadn't been for him, I
would have died in that fire.

They only come out
at night.

What exactly
is that supposed to mean?

Maybe this has
something to do

with what happened to us
at the bar.

Indeed.

What did happen to you
at the bar?

We were met
with hostility.

You didn't say
anything weird, did you?

Why are you looking at me?

Anyway, random
aggressiveness in a bar

isn't that unusual.

But why didn't the man from
the restaurant remember me?

Are you sure
it was the same guy?

Positive.

Jonas Quinn is correct.
It was the same man.

Yesterday, you said
that there was evidence

that Flemming and stofer

were conducting research
into cloning.

No, I said
there was evidence

they were reading up
on stem cells.

Which can be used
to create human clones.

What if the man from the
restaurant doesn't remember

because the man in the bar
wasn't really him?

He was a clone.

No, no, no, Jonas,

you can't create replicas
of fully grown people.

They'd be infants.

Still, the people of this town
are behaving strangely...

Even for humans.

The town's been
through a lot.

First, the shipyard
was shut down,

then the lab
was destroyed.

The entire future of
thetown is in jeopardy.

What?

You noticed these tire
marks from the road?

I didn't think much
of them at the time.

This area
has been well traveled,

and recently.

There are many footprints
as well as tire tracks.

Let's check it out.

You have got to teach
me how to do that.

Wormhole theory, motorcycle
riding, and lock-picking.

Not necessarily
in that order.

In there.

Somebody's been busy.

These appear
to be schematics.

Yeah, but for what?

I've got a pretty good idea.

Near as we can tell, sir,
it's some kind of alien ship,

partially constructed.

No, sir, I don't think we
should do anything drastic

until we have
more information.

Yes, sir. Understood.

General Hammond's going
to hold off calling in the troops

until we can figure out
who built this thing and why.

Well, all the disks we got
from the shipyards are encoded.

I can't read
any of them.

Let me try.

Yeah.

Adrian Conrad illegally
acquired a symbiote

from colonel
maybourne.

It Is possible he also
acquired alien technology.

I don't know.

This is unlike anything the
Russians or N.I.D. Ever had.

Then there must be some kind
of alien presence here in town.

It looks that way,
but how did they get here?

It Is not probable they
arrived through the Stargate.

If they came by ship,
why build another one?

Perhaps an accident
or a malfunction.

Well, either way,
they're not finished,

which means
they'll be back.

My guess is they work
under the cover of darkness.

They only come out
at night.

Okay.

I think I can break
this code,

but it's going
to take a while.

Teal'c,
is there any activity?

Negative.

How is the decryption
progressing?

Slowly.

Something's happening.

Here we go.

Oh, my god.

Teal'c, come in.

Major Carter,

many of the townspeople
have arrived at the shipyard.

They're Goa'uld.

Repeat... the people
building the ship are Goa'uld.

How is that possible?

Flemming and stofer

really were doing
cloning research,

only it was Adrian Conrad's
symbiote that they cloned.

Why did we not
sense their presence?

There's no naquadah
in their blood.

There's way
too many of them.

You guys had better
get back here.

I'll see if I can translate
more of this text.

Affirmative.

Hold it.

Keep the weapons
on the dash.

Put your hands
in the air

and get out
of the car.

What is this?

Get in the Van.

Where are you
taking us?

Back to the motel.

We want you out
of town by daybreak.

I'm agent cross,
that's agent singer,

N.L.D.

So you know
what's going on here?

Of course. We've been
monitoring the situation

for the last three months.

They are waiting for the
symbiotes to complete the ship.

It's going to be
the first line

of our new planetary
defense system.

You set this
whole thing up?

No, we just took advantage
of the situation.

Immunitech
cloned the symbiotes,

then there was some kind
of an accident.

We figure Flemming
was the first to be infected,

and then he went after
the townspeople.

No. Flemming is the one
who tipped us off.

The symbiotes
are immature.

They are too weak
to assert permanent control.

But when the hosts go
to sleep, they take over.

When people wake up
the next morning,

they're a little tired,
but none the wiser.

That's why Flemming
was on amphetamines.

You may acquire a ship,
but what of the townspeople?

Don't worry about them.

We have ways of dealing
with that situation.

We will report this
to Stargate command.

Go ahead. This isn't
some rogue operation.

We have the full support
of our superiors,

and when this mission
is completed,

we will have succeeded where
the SGC failed for five years.

We have all
the angles covered.

Sam?

Sam?

They took her.

You have to do something.

Relax. We have a
containment team on standby.

We can have this whole town locked
down and quarantined in 45 minutes.

Then do so.

Your operation is blown,
agent cross.

The symbiotes know
we're on to them.

This is cross.

We have a code six.

I repeat,
code six.

This is not
a drill.

We just lost 500 years
of technical advancement.

It's much worse
than that.

Sam... are you
all right?

What's going on?

You should only speak
when spoken to.

Okay...

Welcome, brother.

Do you know
where you are?

I have the memories
of my host.

Good.

When the containment team
gets here,

you and agent singer
will take the symbiotes

and report back
to N.I.D. Headquarters.

What about
the rest of us?

We'll be detained.

It'll only be
a matter of days

before we've taken control
of the organization.

That's an ambitious plan.

Easy, okay?

Sorry.

The irony is

we only wanted to get
off this pathetic planet,

but when we realized
they were watching us,

we came up
with a new plan.

Wait.

Major Carter was writing
a report on her computer.

It would be better if the
containment team didn't find it.

Get the computer first.

Should we use
these two as hosts?

No.

This one is Jaffa.

Sholva.

You should be serving
your god.

Apophis,
the false god, is dead.

Really?

What about this one?

He's an alien.

Humans don't really
trust him.

We'll have to kill them.

Sergeant Krieger...

Agent cross...

What's our status?

Perimeter is in place.

We're ready to begin
rounding up the citizens.

Excellent.

Agent singer and I will need
transport immediately

to headquarters.

I'll call in the chopper.

Get out of the car!

Keep your hands
where we can see them.

I'm major Carter,
United States air force.

I have important information
for agent cross.

Let her through.

What are you
doing here?

You were supposed
to be detained

with the others.

Major Carter
is far more valuable to you

if she hasn't
been exposed.

That wasn't
part of the plan.

No, she's right.

While we're taking over
the N.I.D.,

she can infiltrate
Stargate command.

It's too risky.

You worry too much.

The humans have no idea
what's going on here.

Oh, wouldn't
exactly say that.

You guys aren't nearly as
smart as you think you are.

I translated enough
of the Goa'uld writing

to know immunitechhad
engineered the symbiotes

with a built-in kill switch,

a susceptibility
to a particular antibiotic.

The syringe...

Sowe had it all along.

When I saw
the Goa'uld coming,

I figured
I had nothing to lose,

so I injected myself,

and it acted like a vaccine.

It took only a few minutes
to kill the symbiote,

and then I just played along.

We had similar results
with the townspeople.

They all responded
positively to the treatment.

Each dead symbiote
will slowly break down

and be absorbed
into the host body.

Do the townspeople have any
recollection of these events?

As far as they know,

they were all inoculated
against an outbreak of meningitis.

So what about the ship?

It's been transferred
to area 51.

Even though
it's not complete,

it may still
prove valuable.

All right.
Dismissed.

So when we were
in the sheriff's office...

You were
in complete control.

That's right.

And you felt it
absolutely necessary

to really slap me.

I had to make it look good.

Let's get some lunch.