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Previously on Stargate SG-1...

Mr. Vice President.

Dr. Weir.

If the knowledge contained within this device can lead us

to technologies we can use to defend ourselves, we must pursue it.

Jack!

We know from experience that the Ancient knowledge

will essentially overwrite the Colonel's brain.

What are we talking about?

You running the Stargate Program.

I've been relieved of command.

I come up with the Lost City, we go find it. Yes or no?

I will consider it.

Anubis is gathering the full force of his fleet.

He will be here within three days.

- Does this mean anything to you? - No.

Could you at least look at it?

Daniel, I don't speak Ancient

yet.

And when I do eventually, you know I'll never understand it.

You have to try.

Look, last time things just popped into myfron.

Fron is head.

Now, see, I have no idea what you're talking about.

Well, maybe if you stop working on the stupid cross...

Hey, hey, hey!

I'd like to at least finish that while I can.

I thought you were supposed to be...

Thirteen across, you wrote "Taonas.'

Yeah, so? What's it mean?

Well, I don't know. You tell me.

Eight down you wrote "Praclarush.”

What's eight down?

Um... Label. With those empty spaces

I think the answer is supposed to be identification.

Thirteen across is "sphere."

Jack, this is it!

Now see, I assume we still speak the same language, mostly.

Sphere-planet. Label-name.

Following still you not!

Praclarush Taonas.

I think you wrote the name of the planet

where we'll find the Lost City, in the crossword.

Bit of a jump.

Why else would you do that?

The clue for seven down is "celestial body."

And he wrote Uma Thurman.

Yes.

It has to mean something.

It does.

I'm hungry.

Praclarush Taonas.

According to this it means "lost in fire!" It was lost.

This has to be the planet w-where the Lost City is.

Well, even if it is, knowing the name of the planet

doesn't really help, unless we have a gate address to get us there.

Jack, what are you doing?

At.

What?

At.

- This? - At.

That is at?

You can stop that.

Don't ask me what it means. I don't know.

I think I do.

What's this?

Well?

You just told us to be quiet.

No, when I look at this I think...

That's it.

What?

Praclarush Taonas. Six syllables.

What if each symbol on the stargate

has a corresponding sound so they can be spoken aloud?

Like an alphabet?

Praclarush Taonas isn't just the name of the planet.

It's also the gate address.

That is the Earth's symbol.

Our point of origin. Praclarush Taonas, At.

So this is the gate address that would lead us to the Lost City?

- It has to be. - Wait a minute.

We dialed this same address over two years ago,

but we couldn't establish a wormhole. The gate must be buried.

Lost in fire.

What we're looking for could still be there.

I could use the address to calculate the planet's location in space.

But we'll need a ship to get there.

Prometheus.

But with Anubis on his way, Prometheusis our last line of defense.

Maybe Teal'c has something by now.

Where's Colonel O'Neill?

Packing.

- Colonel? - Don't ask.

The last time this happened, he just started doing things

without knowing why.

It's a good sign though.

Hopefully it means we're on the right track.

Sir?

I don't know, Carter!

Grab a Naquadah generator, will you?

I am Ronan.

I knew your father.

It is an honor.

I have a ship at my disposal.

So we have heard.

Forgive me, but as brave as you are,

you cannot possibly hope to stop the fleet of Anubis with just one ship.

I have seen the extent of his forces.

We only wish to use your ship to help us find something much more powerful.

Something that we believe would defeat Anubis once and for all.

If that is true, then I will join you.

That is my only condition.

I am a fine pilot.

So we have heard.

Well, have you got everything you need?

I think there's still a sink in the kitchen.

Is that a joke?

Perhaps. A bad one.

Yes, very bad. But I sense hope for you.

Well, I hope for all of us that you find what you're looking for, Colonel.

Thank you.

What?

I wouldn't have done it, you know.

I know.

I mean, there has to be a way to reverse the effects.

Once we have what we need.

We'll find a way.

Coaxing everything we can out of the engines

but we're still two days away.

How are you feeling, sir?

A bitcruvis.

A littlefron-ache.

We need to go faster.

Mr. President, a short time ago our space based radar detected

three Goa'uld vessels emerging from hyperspace.

Looks like you were wrong, Bob.

Three Goa'uld ships is hardly the full force of Anubis' fleet.

Sounds to me like Anubis wants to know if SG-I were successful

in procuring Ancient defense technology.

They weren't.

Not yet, but Anubis doesn't know that.

And he's most likely holding back his main invasion fleet

until he finds out what we've got.

Sir, Prometheusand our fleet of 302s can give him a run for their money.

If that's all he throws at us, yes, sir, I agree.

Let's do it.

However, Mr. President, I agree with your assessment of the situation.

Anubis' objective is to goad us into a precipitous action,

which will show our hand.

I believe launching thePrometheusnow,

will only serve to demonstrate

we lack the very advanced weaponry Anubis is afraid of.

Remain at DEFCON 3 for the time being.

But contact the governments of Russia, Great Britain, France, China, and Canada,

and let them know what we think we're in for.

In the meantime, I'd better prepare a hell of a speech.

Thank you.

Give me your zat.

There you go.

Sir, I think you should know

that General Hammond authorized me

to take command of the team if I determine...

Do it now.

Sir, I don't think that's necessary.

I trust you.

I'll make it easy for you.

I resign.

You're in charge.

Okay.

Sir, at your house before Daniel and Teal'c showed up...

What I was gonna say was...

I know.

My Lord.

The advance attack reports that they have received no challenge.

Order them to begin the attack.

If the Tau'ri have weapons of the Ancients,

we shall see.

Well, this doesn't look good.

The surface is almost completely covered by lava flows.

How could there have ever been a civilization down there?

A star becomes a red giant like this near the end of its life.

A million years ago, this planet may have looked very much like Earth.

So we're a million years late.

Probably more.

That's very late.

What?

I have scanned the entire surface.

What do you want me to say? I don't even know why we're here.

But you did pack the Hazmat suits for us.

My guess is, you knew the condition of the planet

and you knew that we would have to go down there.

Then you know more than I do.

No, sir, I don't.

Sit down and take a look...

That's an order.

Easy.

Taonas.

Sir?

What?

You looked at the screen and said "Taonas."

If you say so.

You say so.

There's a small anomaly on the surface, here.

Like a bubble.

Is it a cavern?

It looks like a perfectly formed half sphere of molten rock.

Perhaps a force-field meant to protect the city was covered over.

Too small to have a whole city in there.

And we aren't getting any energy readings from it.

Perhaps the shield has since failed.

We should still check it out.

Mr. President, we've managed to contact the captain of theSpruance,

a destroyer in theNimitzbattle group.

I repeat, some sort of beam just came out of the sky.

There wasn't any warning,

but the entire carrier just went up in one big fireball.

Captain, can you see the enemy?

Holy! Another cruiser just blew up.

Where the hell's the fire coming from? All ahead, quick.

The engagement began less than five minutes ago,

and there was only one Goa'uld ship.

Here, the crust may be thin enough for the rings to penetrate.

Stand by!

Can you still hear us?

Indeed.

Loudly and clearly.

We will move a safe distance and return on your signal.

The radiation level's pretty high.

I believe Ronan was correct.

It seems a shield once protected this structure.

It's possible the rings compromised the dome's integrity.

We shouldn't stay too long.

Too bad. Otherwise it's very pleasant.

Architecture definitely indicates this was built by the Ancients.

This facility does not appear operational.

I don't know about you guys, but right now,

I'm kind of hoping this isn't the Lost City.

Sir, be careful.

Jack, you sure you know what you're doing?

The atmosphere is safe.

It's a map of the galaxy.

Looks like every planet the Ancients ever colonized is indicated here.

This is where we are. Praclarush.

That's our solar system.

Earth.

That does not appear to be Earth.

That's because it doesn't take into consideration

30 million years of continental drift.

Sir, why are you showing us this?

Jack?

Terra, Atlantus.

Terra is Earth.

Atlantis.

The Lost City of Atlantis?

Are you saying the Lost City of the Ancients is here?

Antarctica.

Subo glacius.

Under the ice?

The city we've been looking for is under the ice of Antarctica.

It's been on Earth the whole time?

Jack, we were just there.

So, we came all this way just to find out that we have to go all the way back.

No.

Power source.

Bra'tac, we're on our way.

We know the location of the Lost City. It's on Earth.

Understood, Major Carter.

Pilot the vessel, I will see to the transport rings.

I am betrayed.

You are the betrayer of your one true god Anubis.

You should have struck for my heart, Ronan.

You will die more slowly this way.

You are mistaken.

I no longer carry a symbiote.

I don't think the dome's gonna hold.

You are weak, old man.

Bra'tac, what's happening up there?

You may be younger, but not the wiser.

Bra'tac, the dome is collapsing.

Secure the ship.

Ronan was an agent of Anubis.

Save your strength, old friend.

You know that I am stubborn, Teal'c.

But this battle I fear I cannot win.

The pain is fading.

Jack!

Once more, I am in your debt.

But how?

O'Neill possesses the healing power of the Ancients.

I guess your condition is a little more advanced than last time.

Teal'c, set a course for Earth.

Our FA-22's and ABL's are all in the air,

but so far, there's been nothing to intercept.

Since the battle group was destroyed, the Goa'uld haven't fired a shot.

Why not a city or two, just to prove his point?

Hold your fire. It's a hologram!

I am Anubis.

You've got to be kidding.

You are the leader of this world?

Henry Hayes. President of the United States of America.

One nation among many.

No more. Bow before your god.

I don't think so.

However, I am willing to discuss your surrender.

If you possess weapons matching mine, you would have used them.

Don't let the suit fool you, fella. We're gonna fight.

You bring destruction upon yourselves.

Never going to happen.

Too much?

Okay.

Sir, 30 plus ships just appeared in orbit,

taking station around the planet.

I guess he didn't buy it.

Mr. President, it's time to go to the Alpha Site.

You can stay in contact

- and send any order... - Bob, go ahead.

Mr. President...

No, no, go ahead. I'm, uh, I'm staying.

You're all welcome to join him.

I think you know we're staying here with you, sir.

God knows, George, you deserve the right to go.

No, sir, I think I'll stay as well.

Good.

Well, if you'll accept it, I've got another job for you.

Are you preparing a weapon for battle, O'Neill?

Sensors have detected an armada of Goa'uld ships in orbit around Earth.

Can you understand anything that I'm saying, O'Neill?

O'Neill, I wish for you to know that...

Mr. President, in the last two hours,

the enemy has focused on systematically taking out power grids

and broadcast terminals around the globe.

They seem to want to disable our communications.

So much for my speech.

We're doing our best to get the word out to the public to remain calm.

Saying what?

For the moment we're sticking with a meteor shower.

That'll only hold up as long as those ships stay out of range.

Go to DEFCON 1. John,

launchPrometheus.

Well, I thought you were a lot of things.

A coward wasn't one of them.

I'm a pragmatist, Doctor.

Besides, someone has to ensure the survival of the human race

and the American way of life.

By the way, if you survive, you're through.

What's the hell's going on?

We've lost main power.

Well, get it back.

Manual iris control. Close it now.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Open that iris and dial the Alpha Site.

Unauthorized offworld activation.

That was a nuke, or worse.

Anubis has dialed in. You're not going anywhere.

You get me out of here, you hear me?

We've just received a coded message from SG-1.

It's not coming through the gate.

- I don't give a damn. - Well, I do!

Dr. Weir?

Mr. President. Prometheus can't win against an entire Goa'uld fleet,

but it could buy SG-1 enough time to complete their mission.

Mr. President, that is downright insane.

I am relieving Dr. Weir and taking command.

Sir, from what I've looked at...

Will you shut the hell up?

I'm sorry, sir.

Not you, Doctor.

Excuse me?

Consider your resignation accepted, Bob.

You can't do that.

Oh, please. I got enough on you to have you shot!

This is the biggest mistake you will ever make.

But I think I'll stick with my original thought,

which is shut the hell up!

I promise, you will only live to regret this.

Go ahead, Dr. Weir.

I... I believe, sir, sending Prometheusto cover SG-1 is our best hope.

Colonel Kirkland, we have orders.

Let's get this bird in the air.

Set inertial compensators and shields at maximum.

Initiate launch sequence.

Jack's modifying the matter stream transmitter on the rings,

so that we're going to use it to bore a hole through the ice.

We must first defeat the forces of Anubis.

Yeah, how are we gonna do that?

You must exit hyperspace as close to the Earth's atmosphere as possible.

So we can appear on the other side of the armada.

There will not be much time to decelerate.

Of that I'm aware, old friend.

Teal'c?

Teal'c, you're gonna pull up, right?

I am attempting to do so.

Where now?

It has to be near the co-ordinates where we found the second stargate.

My Lord, a scout ship has exited hyperspace

and is heading for the planet's southern pole.

Sir, how long is this gonna take?

Anubis cannot have missed our arrival.

You are correct.

Al'kesh and gliders approach.

Many.

They will be in firing range in 30 seconds.

More ships approaching from the opposite direction.

Sir, we're about to get our a...

They are not Goa'uld.

Defend that scout ship at all costs.

Prometheus.

SG-1, this is Hammond, do you read?

Yes, sir, it's good to see you. Let's go.

Colonel, how are we gonna get down there?

The rings.

It makes sense. The Ancients built the stargate,

so there must be a set of rings down there somewhere.

The transmission beam just couldn't penetrate a mile of ice.

We're taking damage to the outer hull.

All the remaining F-302's have expended their ordnance.

We can't take them back aboard.

They'll have to divert to McMurdo.

We need to break off and recharge the shields.

Hold your position.

Ready!

Good luck.

We are in range, my Lord.

Fire.

Shields are failing.

Scout ship has cleared the hold.

Set a course for Anubis' mothership. Move us out of here.

Bring main engines online. Emergency thrust.

The Tau'ri vessel is abandoning its position.

This looks vaguely familiar.

Dormata.

Sleep?

You are too late.

The power of the Ancients is mine.

Fools.

It's a hologram.

The human attack vessel approaches.

Destroy it.

Sir, whatever you're gonna do...

Shields are down. Weapons are expended.

The next hit is gonna take us out.

Hold your course, brace for collision.

If we go, they go.

Weapons fire coming from the surface, sir.

Break off course. Get us clear.

Our shields are of no use!

No!

What the hell was that?

That was SG-1.

Thousands of bright yellow... I don't know.

They're coming from the surface.

I don't know what they are.

They're cutting the enemy fleet to shreds!

My God, it's beautiful!

Sir?

Sir!

His pulse is erratic.

Don't you dare leave us now. We won.

Colonel!

Sir, I have the President for you.

Patch him through.

Mr. President, I am confirming

that the enemy has been defeated.

The threat is eliminated.

Congratulations, George.

I don't know how we're evergoing to be able to thank you.

Please. Jack.

Dormata.

That thing.

Now what?

Aveo amacuse.

Goodbye.

We can't just leave him like this.

There has to be a way to reverse the process.

The answer has to be here somewhere.

I don't think this is it, Sam.

What do you mean?

The dome's too small.

It's like Taonas. It's obviously not a city,

it's just an outpost of some kind.

This isn't Atlantis?

I don't think so.

If this is not the Lost City,

then where is it?