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Lots of interesting nebulous things going on?

Yes, sir.

I don't see squat.

Well, you wouldn't, sir, during the day.

When the local sun sets and it gets dark,

you can actually see

a luminous layer of ionized gas

around the dying core expanding.

Fascinating.

You don't care.

Hey, I like gas as much as the next guy.

Five hours to darkness, sir.

Carter.

Yes, sir?

We've never been to this planet before, have we?

We meaning humans from earth.

No, sir. Why?

Colonel, major,

you have to see this.

Okay.

You'll have to let us know where you are.

Right.

Head east.

Incredible, isn't it?

That had to hurt.

Teal'c, what have you got here?

I am unfamiliar with this type of vessel, O'Neill.

It is not Goa'uld.

It's not asgard ortollan, either.

You know, these markings resemble ancient Celtic.

Hello?

Looks like there were no survivors.

Actually, there were three of us.

Now what?

You tell me.

We're peaceful explorers,

okay?

We didn't come here to harm anybody.

Unless otherwise provoked.

I'm Aden corso, captain of the sebrus.

This is my first officer, Tanis Reynard,

and navigator, Lyle pender.

Colonel Jack O'Neill, U.S. air force.

Teal'c, major Carter, Jonas Quinn.

We're from a planet called earth.

Never heard of it.

- It's... - Nice.

It's nice.

I'm sureit is.

Sorry for the less-than-warm welcome,

but you kind of snuck up on us.

We didn't hear your ship land.

No, you wouldn't.

How long have you been here?

Too long.

That's a rough landing.

It's not as bad as it looks.

We were on our way to relieve an off-world

mineral-extraction team

when an asteroid storm blew us right off course.

A fuel line got messed up in the crash

and all the reserves leaked out before we knew

what was happening.

You wouldn't happen to have a whole lot of extra fuel

in your ship, would you?

Not exactly.

I think the engines are okay,

we just don't have enough power in the batteries

to fire them up.

All we have access to is a few auxiliary systems.

Communications?

Firstthing to get hit in the storm.

We couldn't even get a distress signal off.

What's frustrating

is that our home planet, hebridan, must be close.

We could plot a course if you could take three passengers.

That might be a problem.

We did not travel to this world by vessel.

We came through the Stargate.

Excuse me?

Big "o," decent walk that way.

We didn't know what that was.

It's atransportation device.

That explains a few things.

I take it you don't have one where you come from?

Not that we know of.

Really no ship?

No ship.

How does this Stargate work exactly?

Well, basically, each gate has an address

based on its home planet's point in space.

That address is represented...

Carter, Teal'c.

Excuse us a moment.

Any suggestions?

We could offer them sanctuary on earth.

Orwe could fix their ship.

I'm just saying it's possible.

I mean, if all they need is fuel,

then maybe we can find an earth equivalent.

I may be able to recharge their batteries

using the naquadah generator.

I'd have to take a look at the technology.

And why would we do this?

So I can take a look at the technology.

They seem to have spaceflight capabilities

beyond our own,

and maybe they'd be grateful.

Who knows what else they have to offer?

Okay, but charge by the hour.

No flat rate for these kids.

The celts were formidable warriors

in their time.

Their descendants may make valuable allies.

You've seen braveheart too often,

but that doesn't mean we're not going to help you folks out.

Carter has to have a closer look at your ship.

Worst-case scenario,

you end up on earth.

Thank you. We would liketo see your world

and learn more about the Stargate,

but if you can get our ship going,

our first priority would be to get home.

Let's take a look.

T?

I do not know, O'Neill.

Keep me posted.

Indeed.

What can you tell me?

Not as much as my chief engineer could.

He is dead.

I'll do my best.

Still?

There is something out there, O'Neill.

Move!

Move!

Corso!

Is he gone?

Yeah.

He's dead, O'Neill.

What the hell was that all about?

These guys have been hunting us

from the moment we crashed.

With your own weapons?

Captain.

Colonel, I'm sorry that I didn't warn you about that sooner,

but it's been so long since they attacked,

we started to think we were free and clear.

Who the heck are they?

We don't know,

but they've killed five of my crewmembers since we crashed.

Skinned them alive and hung them up in the trees.

Whoever or whatever they are, they're savages.

Where do they come from? Don't know.

There's no civilization on this planet as far as we could tell.

We haven't seen any ships, either.

And now that we know that the Stargate is a transportation device,

well, they must be coming through that.

Sir, she's in need of medical attention.

All right.

Let's all get back to earth, then.

Colonel, if you could do something to help her,

please do it,

but I'm staying with my ship.

From what you said, it's still our best chance

to get back to our home planet.

And I'm not giving it up to these things,

not after what they did to my crew.

The Sonic defenses should be able to keep them at bay.

Yeah, that was kind of annoying.

We should be able to defend this position

until your people have a chance to fix the ship.

All right. Carter, Jonas,

get her back to the gate. We'll watch your six.

We'll be back.

Thank you.

Their home planet is called hebridan.

By the sound of it, their ancestors might have come

from somewhere near the outer hebrides islands

off the coast of Scotland.

Based on its position in space,

I've determined that it doesn't have a gate,

at least not one that we're aware of.

Then how did a society of humans evolve there?

It's possible the Goa'uld kept a gate there as long as it suited them,

and then took it with them when they left.

The real mystery is how their society managed to advance

so far beyond earth's level of technology.

These engines are way ahead of anything that we could build.

They use liquid nitrogen

to fuel an ion-propulsion system.

Now, personally, I can't wait to see

how they generate enough...

Your evaluation of these people, major?

Cautiously optimistic, sir.

Can you fix it?

If I can recharge their batteries

using the naquadah generator

and there are no other system problems

resulting from the crash, then...

Take whatever you need.

Thank you, sir.

And SG-15.

Yes, sir.

Got a name for these guys?

Nothing polite.

What kind of weapons were they using before they got yours?

I don't know. Nobody survived the first attack,

and ever since then, they've been using ours.

They must like them better.

How many could they have?

Eight or nine.

They travel in pairs?

A scouting party. Probably trying to test your firepower.

Which isn't very accurate.

I was trying to wound him.

Well, the one that got away, I'm sure,

is reporting to his friends right now.

Yeah, so you say.

Believe me, colonel,

when they come back, they'll come back in force.

Sir, Hammond sent SG-15 as backup.

We have the gate covered, sir.

Good.

We have an unknown number

of armed and apparently hostile aliens in the area.

We've got your back, colonel.

Sir, I brought some equipment back to fixthe ship,

but I'll need help to get it here.

Indeed.

How are you?

Hey.

Fine, since they stopped the bleeding.

The painkillers aren't bad, either.

I should be up and around pretty quick.

Good.

I guess I owe you.

Not a bit.

So...

You looking forward to seeing anybody when you get back?

I hate to sound like a hopeless case,

but my parents died when I was young

and I've been serving with captain corso

since I graduated flight school 10 years ago, so...

He and pender, they're like my family,

especially after what we've been through.

So tell me more about the Stargate.

How does it work exactly?

Basically, it uses a dimension

outside of our known time and space

that we call subspace,

and it creates a wormhole,

which is like atunnel,

between two connecting gates.

And how many Stargates are there?

There's a lot of them.

And there are other humans out there like us?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah,

some primitive, some advanced,

some non-humans,

as you're already aware,

some are good, some are bad,

some are very bad,

but all in all, it is pretty amazing.

Yeah...

It sounds like it.

No engine diagnostics, no life-support status.

We've been running the auxiliary weapons systems directly off the battery,

but without a computer,

we don't know how much power we have left.

So the first thing we need to do is give you a boost

so we can get your computer back on-line,

then we can run the full diagnostic.

Any idea how we can interface

our power source with your system?

I'll show you the engine room.

You know, my department is more telling people what to do...

Fly this way, fix that, don't crash.

Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.

This is the main power coupling.

Well, this will do the trick.

We'll have to Jerry-rig something, but it should work.

Amazing.

For a supposedly less-advanced human,

you're pretty comfortable with our technology.

Well, you're in luck.

I have a little more experience with this sort of thing

than most people on my planet.

Besides, all we're really doing

is plugging your ship into my battery.

Whatever you say.

I guess that didn't sound very good, did it?

So let me get this straight here, major.

You're an officer in your homeworld's military,

you're a scientist, an explorer,

and apparently, you're a pretty fair mechanic.

And I make a mean souffle.

Sorry?

Oh, it's something you eat.

It's very difficult to make.

Oh, well, add to that list funny, charming, and beautiful.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you.

See, rule number one when you're stranded

on an alien planet

and someone offers to fix your ship,

flatter them profusely.

Pass me that...

Yeah.

Thank you,

and continue at will.

Colonel O'Neill doesn't trust us, does he?

Well, trust is something that you have to earn with us,

and colonel O'Neill is less concerned

with showing his distrust.

So why are you helping us?

Well, it's the only way you make new friends,

take a chance on someone and hope they don't make you regret it.

Don't move.

Hey! Take it easy!

We can't let it get away.

I was thinking of taking it alive.

Why would you do that? Because that's how you gain intel

on an enemy you know little about.

I know all I need to know, colonel.

If those things get a hold of you,

you will, too.

Damn it.

Teal'c.

Carter?

Yes, sir.

We spotted one of the aliens.

We're going after it.

Roger that, sir.

You're safe here.

We're secure inside the ship, sir.

O'Neill out.

Don't get your hopes up. This is as far as I'm going.

You know, I've been stuck on this rock

with a novice navigator

and a grumpy first officer

who doesn't like men,

but I will attempt to control myself.

Mind if I have a look?

It's interesting. It's not like your other one.

It's a little less lethal.

It's not earth-made.

One shot stuns, two shots kill.

So do you have anyone special back on earth?

Nothing I care to discuss.

All right, now that's a little too interesting

for me to let go.

How about you choose atopic?

Colonel...

We can cover more ground separately.

Teal'c gave me one of these.

We can stay in contact.

All right. Not too far.

General.

I was in the area.

Is there anything more?

I was just looking for some reference

on the name of the ship.

There's a slightly different spelling, but basically the same.

Is it significant?

I'm not sure.

At 0625 hours, there was a security breach

in the main computer system.

Someone tried to gain access

from a remote terminal in the infirmary.

You think Reynard tried to hack into it?

Do you believe she's capable?

I don't know. It's possible.

Well, I'm on my way to question her about it.

Yes, sir.

General?

If you don't mind...

I've got another idea.

A little home away from home here.

If the hunters use the Stargate,

why set up camp here?

That's apretty fair question.

You also do not believe the hebridan's story.

That alien I caught sneaking around,

he was just about to tell me something when pender shot him.

These appear to have come from the sebrus.

Yeah.

Colonel, I've got him!

Pender!

I said alive.

Where is he? It was right there.

I thought you said you had him.

I did. I had to have hit him.

T, what do you got?

I believe it 1s blood, O'Neill.

Told you.

There's a connection dislodged back here.

You got it?

Really?

Only one way to find out.

Yeah.

Unbelievable. Ha!

Okay, captain, how do we boot up the system?

Call me Aden.

Okay.

You know, I've been saving this for a special occasion.

We haven't had that many around here.

Oh, no thanks. Come on.

No, I can't, really. I'm on duty.

All right, well, I'll have one for both of us.

To friendship.

And to you, major.

You can call me Sam. That's my first name.

Sam. It's pretty.

Not really. It's short for Samantha.

Even prettier.

So, what does it mean, "Samantha"?

That my father wanted a boy.

What about you? Does your name mean anything?

I was named for my uncle Aden

who died swimming drunk across a river on a dare,

and corso, our family name,

means "smells like a dead bird" in ancient hebridian.

Yeah, we're a real high-class family.

Well, I'm sure they'll be overjoyed to see you again.

Probably not.

I've been stuck on this planet for a long time now,

dreaming about getting off of it.

Now, suddenly, I don't want to leave.

Well, we'll stay in touch.

Oh, I'm sure.

You'll want to know about all the things that

we have that you don't.

You don't have to make it sound like that.

Like what?

I don't know, cheap.

Like that's not the only reason you're helping us.

It isn't.

You know, Sam,

I've never met anyone like you before.

Aden...

Right, um, we should

remain professional.

Major.

This place is amazing.

You holding up okay? Because we can go back to the infirmary...

I'm fine. Thanks.

And this is where I do my work.

Sorry about the clutter.

Just cataloging some artifacts

we found on p4x-131.

Oh, it's an Alpha-numeric designation

we assign to the different planets we go to.

They're beautiful.

The Goa'uld love this stuff.

I'll tell you something, the galaxy is full of it.

Sorry.

It's okay. I don't think that any of it is broken.

You just caught me...

Off-guard.

I thought it was obvious.

Uh, no. What... Huh?

How much I've wanted to kiss you since we first met.

Oh, that. Oh, right.

That's not obvious, no.

Look, I'm really sorry. If you don't find me attractive...

No, hey, look, you're attractive.

I just...

I don't know.

We just met and you're injured, and, uh...

The thought never really crossed my mind.

I hope you don't think this is some kind of savior complex...

You know, I fall for the guy who saved my life...

Because I thought you were very cute

way before I got shot.

Are you supposed to do something about that?

Oh, yeah, right. Right.

Jonas.

Yes, sir. I'll be right there.

That was general Hammond.

He wants to see me,

so if you're going to be okay alone here for a few minutes...

Sure. My two friends are just out in the hall there.

So, we'll talk more later.

Okay.

Okay, let's try a full reboot.

Transportsebrus requesting assistance.

We've been hit by an asteroid storm

and thrown off course.

Repeat,

this is prison transportsebrus,

requesting assistance...

Repeat,

this is prison transportsebrus...

Crap.

Pender...

Pender, this is O'Neill.

I told you to stay in visual range.

Pender, respond.

Dammit.

All right, let's not lose our heads here.

I mean you no harm.

You're pointing that thing at my friend's head.

Please, don't shoot me.

Whatever you have been told,

it is a lie.

Is that true?

I am warrick.

I am the captain of the sebrus.

Hands where I can see them.

Sam...

Call me major.

Sam...

Hands where I can see them.

It's not what you think.

What do I think?

Well, actually, I don't know.

This ship 1s a prison transport.

Yeah, that's right.

Sit down.

Tie up your legs.

Sorry that I lied to you,

but I just couldn't tell you the truth.

Why not?

Because I'm the reason we're here.

I don't understand.

Hands behind your back.

I allowed the prisoners to gain control of the ship.

When the storm hit us, the life support went out in the cells.

They were going to die.

The prisoners.

Those aliens?

They didn't come through the Stargate.

They came here with us. They were our prisoners,

prisoners of war.

Your planet's at war with them?

I let them go.

We crashed before they could kill us all.

It's the honest to goodness truth, Sam.

I was just too embarrassed to say that I let that happen.

We might have weathered that storm if I had let them die.

You have to believe me.

Where's my radio?

Sam...

Please, hear my side of the story

before you kill me.

We're not going to kill you.

You shot my first officer.

I was just trying to wound him,

and, as I recall, you started things.

We thought we had no choice.

We had to stop them from enlisting your help.

And who are they, according to you?

Escaped prisoners.

The sebrus was a prison transport vessel.

Three years ago, my crew and I

were transporting Aden corso and two of his accomplices

to a prison colony.

We hit an asteroid storm and began to lose power.

Our only hope of survival

was to set down on this planet.

And then?

We had no choice but to take them out of transport stasis.

The ship had insufficient power to sustain their lives.

How many were there of you?

My crew was eight,

including myself.

We watched them in shifts.

My first officer and I were looking for food and water

when they overpowered the men guarding them

and killed them in cold blood.

Corso then took over of the ship

and used its defenses against us.

We tried many times to retake the sebrus,

but recently,

we were just lucky to stay alive.

They hunted us like wild animals.

You must believe me.

They are the worst that hebridan has to offer.

No matter what, they must not be allowed to go free.

Who's that?

My wife.

Your wife?

Athea.

My kind,

the serrakin,

helped liberate the hebridan from the Goa'uld

thousands of years ago.

It was your people that brought them advanced technology.

Since then, we have lived in Harmony...

With few exceptions.

Colonel, this is Carter. Come in.

Yeah. Go.

Sir, I've got everything under control,

but we need to talk...

In person.

Tell me about it.

Stay put. We're on our way.

Carter out.

My thoughts exactly.

Major Pierce, this is general Hammond.

Read you loud and clear, sir.

I want you to hold your fire.

Jonas Quinn and guest are en route.

Roger that.

Colonel O'Neill, come in, sir.

Jonas and Reynard have arrived back from earth.

Must be out of range.

We'll see him at the ship.

They're onto us.

Yeah, I'm starting to get that feeling.

Reynard and Jonas are on their way back.

Yeah, where's Carter?

Outside, unconscious.

I take it she didn't buy your story.

Yeah, she's too smart.

Got to keep trying anyway, huh?

Yeah, I've got to tell you, it's in my blood.

She fixed the ship, though.

It'll fly?

Fire it up.

Carter!

We're going home.

Really?

Pender's warming up the ship now.

You might want to reconsider that.

Forget what we stashed on hebridan.

It's nothing compared to what's through that Stargate.

What do you mean?

I mean, going back is not worth the risk of getting caught,

not when there are riches out there beyond our wildest dreams.

Come on.

I've learned enough to get us a good head start.

They've got the Stargate covered.

And we have hostages.

It's atrap.

No doubt they have armed the ship.

Well, we can't leave her down there.

How do we disengage the ship's defenses?

It can only be done from inside.

Cover me, Teal'c.

Indeed.

I know how to disarm the defenses.

I will go.

We'll watch your back.

They have Jonas, sir.

They're going to try to escape through the Stargate.

You all right? A little groggy, sir.

I will stay with her, O'Neill.

Hey, there, guys.

Why don't you put those weapons down?

You'd best do that now, or he dies.

We just need to dial up the gate and go through.

No one needs to get hurt, all right?

Yeah, sure. Whatever you say.

That's right. Whatever I say.

Reynard...

You got that address from my lab.

Yeah.

And everything else you said is, uh...

Not everything.

You are cute.

All right, let's go.

All right, that's far enough.

Don't come any closer.

Back off, or I'll kill him.

Colonel, just let them go.

Nobody's going anywhere.

Really...

It'll be fine.

It's not worth the risk.

Let them go.

Sir?

Let them go.

Wise choice.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to earth.

You planted the address?

Call it intuition.

Well done.

Thank you, sir.

Everybody locked up okay?

They're all in transport stasis.

Mr. Quinn,

I never did ask you how you figured out who Reynard really was.

It was just a feeling, really,

although I did come across something interesting

while I was researching the name of your ship.

There was another ship built

by the descendants of the ancient celts on earth.

It was called the ceberus.

It was designed specifically

to transport convicts to a penal colony.

I mean, the names are so similar,

I thought maybe there was some significance

in Celtic history, and, uh...

The meaning of the word never changed.

Incredible.

Well, that, and I've always been suspicious

of a girl who kisses on the first date.

What?

Colonel,

I want to thank you

for everything that you have done,

but mostly for trusting me.

It's my pleasure.