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Previously on stargate SG-1...

Colonel maybourne, sir, nid.

General Hammond, request permission

to beat the crap out of this man.

I'm not going to hit you, maybourne.

I'm going to shoot you.

Why didn't you try to escape when you were with me?

Oh, come on, Jack.

You trusted me.

You rat bastard.

Hey, hey, hey.

Take it easy.

I'm so going to kick your ass.

Going to turn me in?

Actually,

that overwhelming desire to shoot you has come back.

I helped myself. I hope you don't mind.

You're eating my dog.

You want it back?

Would you like a beer to wash it down?

Already got one.

What are you doing here?

I can't drop by an old friend's house for a little barbecue?

Well, there's that little treason thing.

Have me arrested.

That's why I'm here.

This is going to be good, isn't it?

The current administration is coming to the end of its second term.

I was hoping the president might consider

one of those special little pardons they often do

when one doesn't care about re-election anymore.

Really good.

I heard about what happened with prometheus.

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

Oh, nice delivery.

Yeah, I've got to work on that a little.

Simmons used the Goa'uld in Adrian Conrad

to hijack the x-303.

He intended to fly to a planet with a cache of advanced alien weaponry.

I was really broken up when I heard Simmons died,

by the way.

Yeah, we all shed a tear.

What you don't know

is that the planet Simmons was intending to fly to has a Stargate.

Simmons knew?

Sure.

Ultimately, it proved easier to grab the x-303

than take and hold the SGC just to use the gate.

The nid's known about this planet for a while.

I don't have to explain why they didn't tell you.

So instead,

they're hoarding a secret that could save the planet.

Oh, I'm sure they would have come clean

if push came to shove,

but the address can be yours right now

for what's behind door number one.

A presidential pardon.

This is the full prize package, Jack.

I want to go with you on this one.

You must have had a few before you came over.

Look, I know you've questioned my methods

in the past,

but we've always been fighting for the same thing.

I just want to help make the world safe from the Goa'uld.

Nice delivery.

Well, thanks for the beer.

Nothing I like more than a good wiener.

Yes, you are what you eat.

Guess won't be needing this anymore.

What is it?

The address to the planet

with the ancient weapons.

For god's sake.

It won't do you much good without me.

Why not?

Simmons also didn't know

that there's an impenetrable doorway

protecting the weapon storage facility

and I have the key.

Did he say how he came across this key?

No.

You were correct that it's doubtful

the Pentagon would authorize colonel maybourne's presence on an offworld mission.

Should we not explore the planet

to which he has provided the address?

He did risk his butt

just to make the proposition.

Maybe we can get through the door without him.

If maybourne thinks it's worth a pardon,

what's on the other side must be good.

Do it.

Nobody home.

Are you able to translate

any of this, Jonas Quinn?

It's not ancient, but it's definitely a language

belonging to one the races of the ancient alliance.

Nox? Asgard?

Furlings.

No.

No, not those guys.

Why?

Oh, I don't know, I just can't imagine

cute little furry things making big, powerful weapons,

that's all.

I don't even know what they looked like.

"Furling."

Sounds cute and fuzzy to me.

This section says something like,

"only the righteous may pass."

Well, this looks like where maybourne's key would go.

I'm getting energy readings.

There's a power source in this arch.

Here.

Sir,

this is definitely something.

What?

I don't know.

I don't recognize the technology.

But can you make it work?

Well, general, maybourne's story checks out so far.

There's a doorway there

that Carter thinks might be a transporter,

but she can't get it to work without maybourne's key.

What do you recommend, colonel?

Jack...

Harry... I'm trusting you.

You turned yourself in.

What happens from here on out

is up to you.

You can remove the cuffs, airman.

General, nice to see you again.

Despite your prior transgressions,

you've shown a willingness to help us out of some serious situations recently,

and that is why the president is willing to proceed in this matter.

You're welcome.

Let's see what you brought.

When do we leave?

I leave right now.

We'll let you know how it turns out.

Jack...

I thought I was pretty clear.

I go with you, or no deal.

Harry, you're under arrest,

I've got the stone,

and I'm walking out that door.

You're not in a strong bargaining position.

The only way this mission will be successful

isif I'm on it.

That stone is useless without the combination.

How's that?

It was originally found over 80 years ago

in a pharaoh's tomb in Egypt.

The stone was wrapped

in a scroll with writing on it

that no earth linguist could decipher.

I was recently able to get it translated, though.

By whom?

The scroll contained instructions

for how to use the stone to access the power of the gods.

That information exists in one place...

Right here.

A deals a deal.

You want to go through the door?

I'm going to be the one who opens it.

There's got to be something more

going on here than he'll admit to.

Of that I have no doubt, sir,

but if he's not willing to tell us,

we can't force him,

as much as I'd like to try.

Now, this is more like it.

Shall we?

Yes?

You know the real reason I want to do this?

I've never actually been through this thing before.

Really?

I ran the off-world operation from earth,

using a Goa'uld communicator.

Nervous?

Me?

Nah.

I'm just taking a moment.

Done?

Yeah.

Carter... Colonels...

Major... Jonas?

He finished cataloging the writing

and went to do a wider sweep with Teal'c.

He translated everything?

No,

he still needs to get some reference from the SGC.

Says it'll take a while.

Harry...

Right.

What?

I'm sure I've got it right.

Harry...

It should have worked.

Let me take a look.

Harry...

You rotten, no-good-for-nothing...

Jack...

You son-of-a...

Jack!

Major Carter...

What happened?

Where the hell are we?

Damn it, Jack,

why did you have to do that?

Where's the zat?

I don't know.

I don't have it.

Where is it?

It's not here.

I guess it didn't come through with us.

Why not?

How should I know?

Maybe the doorway filters out weapons.

Goa'uld weapons.

All right, you listen to me.

I want a straight answer from you.

Well, since you're here,

I might as well just show you.

Hey.

Come on.

I'm getting nowhere here.

Jonas, head back to the SGC.

Ask general Hammond to send up a uav.

If colonel O'Neill has activated his tracking device,

we should be able to pinpoint his location.

You couldn't just let me go.

You shot me.

Zatted.

You're not going back, you know.

Where? Anywhere.

To the Stargate, or earth...

What are you talking about?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe they've got a way to send you back.

I don't think anyone's supposed to leave.

That's part of the deal.

Who are you talking about? What deal?

The people at the place we're going.

Maybourne,

have you completely lost your mind?

Because if you're suffering,

I'll gladly put you out of your misery.

It's an alien utopia.

According to the scroll, it's supposed to be paradise.

What?

A long time ago,

some people from an advanced alien society,

well, they chucked it all,

and they formed this small, isolated utopian community.

They sent out representatives

to meet and evaluate people

from all over the galaxy

and offer them a chance to join them.

The scroll and the stone were the invitations.

And there's nothing to do

with the weapons Simmons was after.

I just figured it was my only way

of getting through the gate.

You know, Harry,

it's not that I can't believe you lied to me again.

It's that you lied to me again.

Now, come on, Jack,

no one would have let me through the gate for this.

Would you have even believed me?

And you're sure this is all worth it.

It couldn't be much worse

than where I've been forced to hide out lately.

They were closing in on me.

It was only a matter of time.

Besides,

I've got nothing left on earth anymore.

The money I was supposed to get

for selling the Russian symbiote to Adrian Conrad

was my last shot at making a life on earth.

Do something good, and it turned into a disaster.

Of massive proportions.

I'm tired of running, Jack.

Why should I

when I could have a chance at retiring in paradise?

I see trees, Harry.

You get that in Colorado.

Ready for launch, sir.

Thank you, sergeant.

Still nothing

from colonel O'Neill and colonel maybourne, sir.

They've been gone over two hours now.

We're ready to go.

Sir, I'd like to apologize.

What for?

This is my fault.

I allowed colonel maybourne to take my weapon.

Major, let's just focus on finding them right now.

Yes, sir.

You are so lost.

No.

I'm sure this is the right way.

How's that?

It's in this valley.

What's strange

is there's supposed to be a greeting party.

And, you know, that's all that's strange about this.

They're supposed to know when someone uses the doorway.

I was expecting some sort of welcome.

Mai-tai's, leis?

Well, something.

Cabana boys.

I'll tell you, maybourne,

I don't hear any steel drums...

How old was that invitation?

There's no one here.

I noticed that.

Harry...

This in the brochure?

Major, this technology

is unlike anything we've come across before.

I know.

We have no reference, no way to interface.

I'm working on it, doctor.

As you should be.

Right.

I guess I can see why you'd want to retire here,

given your choices.

Find anything that might be a doorway back?

No.

You going to kill me?

I'll sleep on it.

Well, I don't think we're walking out of here.

No way of knowing

how far we were transported.

We could be on the other side of the planet.

Which is why we survive here until we're rescued.

"Until we're rescued."

Jack, this place is supposed to be a secret.

The doorway was designed to keep it that way.

Of course,

we have the only key known to man.

The least you could have done is eat that before you got here.

We're going to need food and drinkable water.

I've been drinking the lake straight up.

Well, that's smart.

I'm not dead yet.

It's early.

Jack,

they're never going to find us.

They've covered as much territory

as the range of the uav will allow.

Have you received word from the tok'ra?

Yeah, they responded and said they didn't know

when one of their operatives with access to a ship

would be able to help us.

What are they doing?

I believe they have completed their analyses.

Excuse me, where's colonel O'Neill?

I don't see him. Do you?

Did you guys find him while I was gone?

We've been here for a week.

Now, I'm not sure, but I'm pretty certain

that we could all spend the rest of our natural lives

trying to figure out exactly how this thing works,

but you know what?

Even if could snap my fingers

and turn it on right now,

I'm beginning to doubt

whether it would determine where it sent colonel O'Neill.

I'd bet almost anything

that the targeting data is in the artifact

that colonel maybourne used to open that doorway.

I say when we're done here.

With all due respect, major,

I will submit my report

to general Hammond.

If he's prepared to commit

to a long-term analysis project,

I'm happy to come back with my big suitcase,

but until then,

if you'll excuse me...

Anything?

Couple of nibbles.

They're down there, though.

Sleep okay?

No. You?

When we first came here, I thought it was quiet.

Now it's like I can't keep the noise out.

Insects, animals, I don't know.

I keep hearing things.

They're called birds.

No, no, no, these are weird sounds.

We're on an alien planet.

Yeah.

Jack, I can't live on this stuff.

It tastes like arugula.

I hate arugula.

Don't eat it.

We have to eat.

You know, if you keep standing there,

yakking away, I'm not going to catch anything.

What was that?

That is just wrong on so many levels.

Don't ever do that again.

Are you saying you don't hear things?

No.

Last night,

I swear I heard someone running around out here.

Spent an hour wandering around, trying to spot him.

Animals.

No tracks.

You're losing your mind.

You don't find things a little spooky around here?

Made so only by your presence.

Yeah, well,

I'm beginning to wonder

if some of the utopians might still be alive.

There's no evidence of that.

Well, maybe they're here in another way.

All right, now you are getting spooky.

Come on, Jack,

you've seen stranger things...

Other dimensions, planes of existence.

You said it yourself... This is an alien planet.

So what do you want me to do?

Give me a nine mil.

No.

Oh, come on.

You've got the p-90.

You sleep with it beside you, for god's sake.

I just want to be able to protect myself.

Forget it.

Jack,

I want that gun.

Forget it!

You don't like it here, deal with it.

It's your own damn fault.

You wouldn't care if I died, would you?

What are you talking about?

Some alien creature comes in and attacks me in the middle of the night,

hauls me out while you're sleeping...

You and I are the only ones here.

Trust me,

the only thing you have to be afraid of around here

is me.

Yeah.

Sir, a satellite capable of pinpointing

colonel O'Neill's tracking device

could cover a much greater range.

The tok'ra could retrieve it later by ship

when one became available,

so the actual cost would be minimal.

Compared to what?

To not getting the satellite back.

What about the cost of the delivery system?

Never mind the manpower

required to get it through the gate

and then reassemble it on the other side.

Sir, don't think you can place a value on colonel O'Neill's life.

Of course not, but...

Unscheduled off-world activation.

We'll continue this later.

We're receiving a transmission.

Audio only.

This is jalrow of the tok'ra.

To whom am I speaking?

General Hammond.

Major Carter, Teal'c, and Jonas Quinn are also here.

Major, I just received your message

regarding the disappearance of colonel O'Neill.

Do you have a ship capable of scanning a planet?

Yes. In fact, I have already taken the opportunity

to fly over the planet in question.

There were no detectable human life signs.

Are you sure?

Quite sure.

I'm very sorry.

Thank you.

Hammond out.

Jalrow out.

Maybourne!

Major Carter...

Teal'c, this is the women's locker room.

It appears there is no one else here but you,

and you are fully clothed.

True.

Are you all right, major Carter?

I'm fine, yeah.

Have you given up hope of finding O'Neill?

Hope? No,

but I'm starting to think Dr. Lee is right.

I don't think the doorway is the answer.

It's been almost a month, Teal'c.

If there were a way back...

It just...

It feels like we just lost Daniel,

and I don't know if I can...

Ah, god...

You shot me.

I didn't know you were there.

Stay back.

Put that down.

You've wanted to kill me from the start.

Oh, screw you, maybourne.

I was joking.

Look what you did to my leg.

I set the trap for the pig.

With a grenade?

Where are you going?

Harry...

I found something.

Stop eating that plant!

It's messing with your head, Harry!

Ah, screw you.

General Hammond says he's considering new SG-1 leaders.

You included, major.

We know.

Do you have anything?

Yeah, I was finally able

to come up with some photos of that artifact

that maybourne got his hands on.

It's quite old,

making the scroll

a bit difficult to read,

and I'm pretty sure that the markings

on the stone

are just decoration, but...

Teal'c,

wind back that tape.

Stop there.

That was the first day we were there.

I don't believe it.

It wasn't visible after that. I forgot it was even there.

What?

The moon.

The doorway device doesn't use wormhole technology.

It wasn't designed to send you across the galaxy.

We thought they'd been sent

somewhere else on the planet, but they haven't.

They've been sent to that moon.

How do you know that?

The big circle

is the planet.

The little circle is the moon.

The line between them

is the path of transportation.

Harry!

Harry!

It was a Goa'uld.

He couldn't bring a weapon through that door,

so he brought a plant.

It's some kind of drug or something.

Maybe it was an experiment,

maybe it was supposed to get the people to serve him.

I don't know, but it backfired.

These people,

they all killed each other because of that plant.

You're paranoid.

It's messing with your head.

I'm not trying to kill you.

Drop it.

Drop it now, or I will shoot you.

I'm not trying to kill you, Harry.

You're losing a lot of blood.

If I don't do something right now,

you're going to die.

Some retirement this turned out to be.

How are you doing?

Oh, my head's a little clearer.

How long have I been out?

I don't know.

A day or so.

Really screwed up, didn't I?

It's not your fault.

None of the people here could stop themselves.

Right from the beginning.

Sorry, Jack.

I never should have dragged you into this.

Yes, Harry, you've been a very bad boy.

Hey.

Don't you die on me now.

What difference would it make?

Because we're about to be rescued.

Oh, that's nice.

Isn't it?

I can't go back.

I'd rather die here than spend the rest of my life in jail.

Yeah, um...

I've been giving that some thought.

I think you've suffered enough.

Hell, I even got to shoot you.

Twice.

I think the tok'ra should be able to find a nice planet for you.

Thanks, Jack.

Sure, Harry.

Sure.