All language subtitles for Stargate SG-1 - S09E04 - The Ties That Bind.

You came to see me off. That's sweet.

Well, we've been through a lot together,
and I just wanted to come here myself

and make sure
you were thoroughly searched.

This is a little keepsake,
something to remember you by.

-This is a priceless artifact.
-As priceless as the memories we share.

Well.

Thank you.

-I hate long goodbyes.
-Okay, goodbye.

Don't I even get a hug?

Daniel.

Don't make this harder than it already is.

-Can't blame a girl for trying.
-No, I can.

-Jackson, hey, where's the girlfriend?
-She left about an hour ago.

Man, I missed the going-away party?
Hope you saved me a piece of cake.

Now that she's gone, I can finally
get some work done around here.

Yeah, about that. The whole SG-1 thing,
you never gave me a firm answer.

What do you say we make it official?

Jackson?

Jackson! Jackson!

I need a med team on Level 25!

Good morning, sunshine.

How're you feeling?

Better.

-What happened?
-We're not exactly sure,

but Dr. Lam here thinks
it may have something to do

with those alien cuffs.

Why does one assume that?

Well, you were completely unresponsive
when we brought you in,

but your condition suddenly improved
when she came back.

Miss me?

-Walter. Just the man I was looking for.
-Sir.

Sir, we have to talk about your schedule,
and according to this,

you're gonna be in meetings all day.

-Hell I am.
-Sir?

After two months on this base,
I've come to realize

that an alarming portion of these meetings
are a complete waste of my time.

This is all housekeeping.
You can handle it.

-Me? No, I don't think so, sir.
-Walter, don't make me promote you.

No, sir. Yes, sir. I mean, just... What?

Just write up the highlights
and leave them on my desk.

-General.
-Dr. Lam.

What's...

What's the latest on Dr. Jackson?

Well, as evidenced by Vala's departure
and immediate return,

they can't be separated
for much more than an hour

before they begin to feel the effects.

If she hadn't come back when she did,
I suspect they'd both be dead.

I thought it was supposed to stop
when they took the wristbands off.

It was. Dr. Lee is theorizing
that it might have something to do

with the Ancient communication device
they found.

It's possible that the two technologies
brought together

somehow combined
to create a more permanent bond.

I see.

Okay.

-This is a waste of time.
-Do me a favor. Shut up.

It's not like I wanted this to happen,
anyway. I'm being realistic.

-He has no idea what he's doing.
-I'm standing right here.

He could do all the tests he wants.
It's not going to get us anywhere.

Look, I know we're scraping
the bottom of the barrel here,

but it's not like we have a lot of choice,

unless you happen to know someone else
who understands this technology.

You know someone?
Someone who can help us?

No.

And yes.

Wait, we're not done here yet.

Who?

A scientist who was studying
the bracelets at one point.

-Well, let's go see him.
-No. Out of the question.

-Why?
-I'd rather not say.

He's the guy
you stole the bracelets from, right?

How dare you assume that I acquired
those bracelets through anything

but honest means.
I may have a less than perfect reputation...

You told me you stole them.

-Did l?
-Yes.

Oh.

-Anyway, he won't help us.
-Correction. He won't help you.

Fine, but if we're going,
I'll need a change of clothes.

Fine.

Fine.

Tell you what.
These outfits make a bold statement.

You don't reckon Landry is gonna make us
work them into the rotation, do you?

Let's see, desert camo, forest green,
and undercover rawhide.

It's got a nice ring to it.

Well, this better be quick. Forty-five
minutes away from your girlfriend,

you're gonna turn into a pumpkin,

and I'm gonna have
to haul your ass back there.

Gentlemen, how can I help you?

-Well, we require your expertise.
-Expertise?

Well, you are the foremost expert
on alien technology on this planet.

The foremost? Well, I don't know
if I'm the foremost expert.

I might be among the top five.

Are you familiar with these?

Yes, yes.

I actually owned a pair myself
up until not too long ago.

-So, you know how they work?
-Of course.

The bracelets create a physiological bond
between the wearers.

They were used by the Goa'uld.

Have you ever heard of the physiological
bond being sustained, say,

after the bracelets were removed?

No, no.

Barring some freak power surge
in the bracelets themselves

that might somehow
transfer their effects outright,

it's highly unlikely.

But in the unlikely event this did happen,

would you be able
to sever the connection?

I might be able to.

Great. Could you tell us?

How is she?

-Who?
-Vala.

We don't know any Vala.

Then I'm afraid I can't help you.

Okay, maybe we know a Vala.

I need to see her.

Why?

It's not what you think.
I'm not after revenge.

The truth is, the bracelets weren't
the only thing she took from me.

She also stole

my heart.

-Excuse me?
-I remember it as if it were yesterday.

Some nights we would steal away
from the city,

strip off our clothing
and bathe in the Springs of Aragatan.

We would chase one another
across the mossy hills

and then lie naked under Adora's moons,
and Vala would...

Okay, that's great. Thanks.
We got the picture.

Very vivid, very disturbing picture.

Yes, those were wonderful, carnal times.

But that's in the past.

All I ask now is that I be given
the chance to see her one last time.

Bring me Vala,
and I'll consider helping you.

HARRlMAN: Sir,
Major Gibson is here to see you.

LANDRY: Send her in.

-General.
-Major.

-How are things at the Pentagon?
-Not so good, I'm afraid.

The lnternational Committee
has reviewed your budget proposals,

and despite your warnings of how
it'll affect the day-to-day operations

of Stargate Command,

they have decided to throw
their full financial backing

behind the Atlantis mission.

They now see this base
as serving little more than a support role.

-Can't say I'm surprised.
-They've been going over the report

brought back by Dr. Weir
and her colleagues.

With the prevalence of Ancient technology
in the Pegasus Galaxy,

they feel that's where
we should be focusing our efforts.

-And you believe that?
-Sir?

Atlantis is a civilian operation.
They approved Dr. Weir's appointment.

The reason they don't want to support
Stargate Command

is because they have no say
in how it's run.

That's what General O'Neill said.

He also said he'd be willing to go to bat
for you with the President,

but he thinks it might help
if you take your case

to the Chairman
of the Appropriations Committee yourself.

Does he?

Oh, Jack, Jack, Jack.

Arlos?

I thought I'd never see you again.

Hello, Vala.

They overpowered me.

Some five, six mercenaries one morning,
on my way to see you.

And they demanded that I steal
the bracelets under penalty of death.

I don't care.

Arlos,

are you going to have me killed?

No.

The memories of what we shared,
and you so callously threw away,

will undoubtedly haunt you
until the day you die.

That should be punishment enough.

Yes, you're right.

That should do it.

I'm over you.

What I am not over, however,
is the theft of my mother's necklace.

I want it back.

Only then am I gonna tell you
how to sever the link connecting you.

Be realistic. That necklace is gone.
There's no way I can get that back.

Well, then our business is done.

Whoa, hang on, loverboy.

We'll get your mama's necklace.

Then we have a deal.

This once belonged
to the First Prime of Bastet.

It's completely unique, one of a kind,

and I am going to give it to you
for three ounces of naquadah.

No? Two for five!

So, business not so good, huh?

Well, with no planets to conquer
and no cities to loot,

how is a Jaffa expected to put food
on the table?

Listen, a mutual friend of ours
was supposed to send word

that we were coming.

-What mutual friend?
-Vala.

-Where is she?
-We're not sure.

She said she had some business to attend
to and she'd meet us back at the gate.

She didn't call ahead?

I swore the next time I saw Vala,
I'd kill her where she stood.

-That's a no.
-Do you take me for a fool?

I don't know about them,
but I certainly do.

Hello, lnago.

-Nicely done on the distraction, boys.
-Oh, that's what we're doing?

You didn't want to let us in
on your little plan?

You would have just screwed it up.

Vala, you cowardly, backstabbing,
sorry excuse for a woman,

how've you been?

Inago, you filthy, double-talking slug,
nice to see you, too.

Obviously they used to date.

Do you remember that necklace
you sold me?

The priceless heirloom
from the House of Verenna?

-I may have overstated its value slightly.
-Slightly? It was worthless.

VALA: You're one to talk.

That Goa'uld force-shield inhibitor
turned out to be

nothing more than a power coil
from an obsolete cargo ship.

Fortunately, I'm not here for revenge.

In fact, I'm here to set things straight.

-By buying back that worthless necklace.
-Why?

What's your angle?

You don't need to know.

Well, then I guess you don't need
that necklace. No deal.

However, I am willing to show you
how I want to square things here.

I might consider buying back
that useless power coil.

Why would you want to buy back
a power coil from an obsolete cargo ship?

No necklace, no deal.

I've got an idea.
How about a straight swap,

necklace for power coil?

-No.
-Well, wait, wait, wait.

I have a better idea. We dig a big old pit,

we drop these two in it,
and we let them fight it out.

I'll ask again.

Deal?

Deal.

Deal.

Of course, I don't have the power coil.

We're gonna have to go and get that back.

Where would you unload
an obsolete power coil?

-Sister Vesina. Welcome back.
-Brother Caius.

-How are the orphans?
-The orphans are well, thank Grannus.

-And you?
-Well enough, thank Grannus.

Who's Grannus?

Minor Celtic God.
One of Camulus' former lieutenants.

Thanks.

Of course, all of us continue
to be grateful for your generous gift.

Pilgrims from all over the system travel
to see the legendary Ring of Shen-Marak.

However, it has been
a bittersweet season for us,

since, coincidentally, around the same
time you made your gracious donation,

the shrine's most precious relic,
the Livanna Crystal,

-mysteriously disappeared.
-No.

Yes, it is shocking
the depths some people will plumb.

Unfortunately,
I have some more bad news.

It appears I was deceived, and this
Ring of Shen-Marak is apparently a fake.

-I'm afraid you'll have to get rid of it.
-Out of the question.

Hey, it's bogus.

Your followers are worshipping
a phony relic.

Yes, but ultimately its true worth
can only be judged

by the genuine faith it instills in the hearts
of the many pilgrims

who've come to visit the shrine,

and, more importantly,
in the charitable contributions they make

-while they are here.
-Right.

Of course, if you were willing to make
a substantial contribution of your own...

What do you want?

What do you want?

I have to get out of here.
I can't take it anymore.

The fasting, the chanting,
bathing of the poor.

If I have to weave one more prayer basket,
I'm gonna kill someone.

Blessed day. Blessed day. Blessed day.

MlTCHELL: Oh, my!

You're not a real monk?

He used to be a smuggler,
one of the best I ever knew.

Then things got a little too hot for him,
and he had to find religion.

Well, it was a sweet racket while it lasted.

Until the great god Grannus went
and got himself executed by his own Jaffa.

Since then, the number of pilgrims
has been, well, significantly reduced.

-That's why you can't have the Ring.
-Power coil.

Whatever. The point is that it's the only
thing keeping this place going.

If you wanna go, why not just go?

Because all I got right now
are the clothes on my back.

I need my cargo ship,
the one you borrowed.

Yes, that might be a bit of a problem,

but we can get you a replacement.

No deal.

What's so special
about this particular cargo ship?

Let's just say I made a few modifications
of my own.

You bring it to me,
and I'll give you the ring.

-Power coil.
-Power coil.

Look, don't try anything, all right?

The pilgrims of Grannus
may be greatly reduced in numbers,

but they are more fanatical than ever.

You'd have to be
to be worshipping a dead god.

I give the word,
and they will tear you to pieces

before you can get halfway to the gate.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have morning prayers to attend to.

So, how do we get this ship?

-We can't.
-JACKSON: Why not?

We've come this far. What's the problem?

What news?

We've put the word out,
but she has yet to appear.

I needn 't remind you
that because of your bungling

we already Iost a case
of weapons-grade refined naquadah.

Now someone has to pay,
and ifit's not Vala,

then it might as well be you two.

Rest assured, Vala can't hide forever.

And when she turns up,
we'll deliver her, dead or alive.

See that you do.

And Iet it be known that no one defies
the Lucian AIIiance.

So, let me get this straight.

You need to get this ship to get
the power coil to get the necklace

to get this guy to tell you how to undo
whatever is keeping you two connected?

Yeah, that about sums it up.

Unfortunately, that ship is now
in the hands of the Lucian Alliance.

-The who?
-It's a coalition

of former smugglers and mercenaries
who've banded together

to take advantage of the power vacuum
left by the demise of the Goa'uld.

The fact they've managed to form
a coherent group makes them unique,

and a particular threat, especially
to the newly formed Jaffa government.

Can we contact them?

They won't deal with someone
they don't know.

I assume they know you.

Well, yes, but our last encounter
didn't exactly go as planned.

Oh, let me guess.

You screwed them,
and now they want to kill you?

Actually, it was Daniel
who messed up the deal.

You tried to sell them a stolen ship.

You're the one that told them
they couldn't have it.

The point is, if they see either of us again,
they will kill us.

Can we take this ship by force?

You'd have to go up against
a sizeable armada.

If the alternative is staying linked to you,
I'm willing to take that risk.

I'm sorry, Dr. Jackson, but I can't allow it.

Dr. Lee is continuing his research.

Hopefully, he'll be able to come up
with something on his own.

In the meantime, you're just gonna have
to learn to live with each other.

And by the way, in three days
you're coming to Washington.

-We are?
-I am?

I need you to testify

in front of the Chairman
of the Appropriations Committee.

Let him see exactly what we're up against.

Your experience with the Ori
could go a long way

towards convincing him
of the dangers headed our way.

Right.

We will do our best, sir.

Daniel, do you happen to have
one of these credit cards?

Yes, I do. And, no, you can't.

By the way,
is a security escort still necessary?

Do you really have to ask?

I noticed you've assigned a woman.

Are you afraid that I might corrupt
one of your impressionable young men?

No, I just thought
I'd save someone the trouble

of having to rebuff your advances.

How do you know you succeeded?

I'm so bored!

-What do you do around here for fun?
-I'm doing it.

I'm translating these artifacts
from P4S-559.

Oh! Are they valuable?

Well, their historical value is immense,
but there's no gold or jewels involved,

if that's what you mean.

-Don't touch that!
-Do you know what?

You need to occasionally get up
from under the dust

of dead civilizations and live a little.

Why don't you take me out to dinner?

Look, the only way
you're getting off this base

is on our little side trip to Washington.

If we could find a way around that,
we would.

Why don't we go offworld?

I've got a great little deal cooked up
with some traders on Katana.

No.

We could be partners.

We can split everything
down the middle, 60-40.

It hardly seems fair
that your life gets to continue

-and my affairs are put on hold.
-Excuse me?

I should be on my way
to the Pegasus Galaxy right now.

Oh, don't you blame that on me.

It's your own curiosity in the Ancient
treasure that cost you a trip to Atlantis.

-You cuffed us together!
-You weren't paying attention at the time.

Look, we can point fingers all we want,

but the fact is we're stuck together,
so like it or not,

we're just gonna have to learn
to get along.

I found your glasses.

I found your glasses.

I'm gonna go see what Dr. Lee is doing.

-Hello.
-What the hell are you doing here?

Isn't this my room?

No, your room is across the hall
with the guard in front of it.

Ah, yes.
They do all rather look alike, don't they?

Anyhow, since I'm here,
shall we make the best of it?

-No, we shalln't.
-Come on, Daniel.

We're both stuck here on this base,
and there's nothing else to do.

Yes, there is.
There's sleeping. There's working.

There's finding a way out of this mess.

What if we can't?

We might have to spend
the rest of our lives together.

No, don't even go there.

There's literally a bond between us.

Some people might even
find that romantic.

I'm not one of those people.

Am I really so repulsive?

No.

No.

No. You're not repulsive. You're just...

It's just that I know what you're doing
with the whole sexual thing.

It's a defense mechanism.

-Really?
-Yeah.

You live a solitary existence.
You move from place to place.

You never form any lasting relationships.
You use sex as a weapon

to prevent yourself from forming
any real emotional bonds.

Textbook case.

I never realized I was so transparent.

-Vala...
-No, really, it's fine, Daniel. You're right.

I can see why you wouldn't want
to become involved

with someone so pathetic.

I wasn't always like this, you should know.

There was someone once.

In fact, I was engaged.

Then I was taken as a host.

And even though
the Tok'ra eventually freed me,

the damage was already done.

And once you have been spat on

and stoned by the people
of your own village,

well,

you try forming lasting relationships.

Vala, just wait, wait. Please, stop.

All right, I'm sorry.

Okay?

I'm sorry, I just... Sometimes I just...

I forget what you've been through.

If you've actually been through any of that.

-Are you messing with me?
-ls it working?

You get out! Go. Get out.

Go.

Despite the fact that the Jaffa are free
and Anubis has been defeated,

it would be a mistake to assume
that the Goa'uld are no longer a threat.

But without the Jaffa to do their bidding,
they're effectively crippled.

Many still have the loyalty
of their human slaves.

Slaves are a long way
from an effective army.

And besides, if the Jaffa saw the light,

it will only be a matter of time
before these slaves follow suit.

The Goa'uld aren't the only threat
out there, sir.

So, I assume that you're referring
to these people

you supposedly met in a distant galaxy.

-Supposedly?
-Well, I mean, correct me if I'm wrong,

but according to the report I read,
you never actually left Stargate Command.

You went into a coma,
had some kind of vision.

For all we know, the whole thing could've
been an elaborate hallucination.

One of the Priors came through the gate.

A single man who did nothing
but spout a lot of religious nonsense

and then killed himself.

Senator, I was there.
The man burned himself to death

without the aid of any obvious devices
or technology.

-lt was no parlor trick.
-We're also beginning to get reports

that there are other Priors
showing up on other planets.

It's hardly surprising
that new religious groups would arise

in the wake of the Goa'uld's collapse.

The Ori are very real, Senator.

As Ascended beings, they have
all the appearance of genuine gods.

But again,
and this is according to your testimony,

they cannot act in this galaxy
without incurring the interference

of these other Ascended beings.

-lsn't that correct?
-Technically, yes.

Well, now, look at it
from our point of view, Dr. Jackson.

Finally, after eight years
and billions of dollars spent,

the Goa'uld have been neutralized
along with the Replicators.

And now, suddenly out of nowhere,
along come these magical Ori

requiring a redoubling of efforts
and expenditures.

Exactly what are you suggesting, Senator?

The Stargate program has succeeded
in acquiring alien technology.

So, now it's time to devote our resources
to exploiting those technologies

for planetary defense.

Namely, by building more
Daedalus class ships.

Now, we have no intention
of shutting you down completely.

You will continue to operate
at 30% of your current budget.

I think you will find that
that is more than enough money

once you de-emphasize new exploration.

If you recall, Senator,
it was new exploration

that got us those technologies
in the first place.

Now, there are still thousands of Stargate
addresses left unexplored in this galaxy.

This program doesn't exist
to satisfy your curiosity, Doctor.

The important thing is
that we have learned enough

to defend this planet
against any potential threats.

Do you have something to say?

Well, it's just all so amusing, isn't it?

I mean, only an idiot would assume
that this backwater of a planet was safe

because you have a few ships
with decent shield technology.

You don't look like an idiot to me.

So, I have to assume that the reason
why you would want to build more ships

is, like other men, you like big machines
with big engines that fire big missiles,

because you have a deep-seated need
to overcompensate

-for your own shortcomings.
-Excuse me?

See? She knows what I mean.

I think a short recess
would be a good idea.

I'm done here, anyway.

This meeting is over.

How did it go, sir?

Let's just put it this way,
you're going after that ship.

The cargo ship?
What about the Lucian Alliance, sir?

You'll have to figure out a way
to deal with them.

Why? What happened?

She accused the Chairman
of the Senate Appropriations Committee

of having... Well, let's just call it
an insufficient manhood.

She's gotta go.

VALA: Just a word of warning.

Tenat and Jup
are notoriously unscrupulous traders.

They're crafty, devious,
and although stupid,

under no circumstances
are they to be trusted.

MlTCHELL: In other words, they're gonna
try to screw us before we screw them.

We should be all right
as long as you keep your guard up

and we keep focus
on what needs to be done.

Close the deal, take the ship,
and make sure they don't kill me.

Certainly not in that order.

I still think we need some more boots
on the ground, just to be safe.

Tenat will most certainly run
a surface scan of the planet.

Additional life signs or any ships in orbit

would only raise suspicions
and jeopardize everything.

We're approaching the planet.
Run a surface scan.

Four life signs.

Let's go greet them.

-This is a good plan. Very inspired.
-Yes, we have you to thank for that.

Nothing motivates
like complete and utter desperation.

You say that now,
but you will miss me when I am gone.

No, I'm pretty sure I won't.

Just like old times, huh?

I'm offering my assistance on this mission
only to aid Daniel Jackson.

My participation should not be construed
as a desire to rejoin SG-1.

Right.

Colonel Mitchell,
at times you remind me of O'Neill.

Well, I'll take that as a compliment.

As you wish.

Teal'c.

Hey, fellas, what's with all the hostility?

Vala, how does it feel
knowing your sorry life is about to end?

I don't know.

How did it feel telling the Alliance
that you half-wits lost their naquadah?

Whoa! No, no violence.

No damaging the goods
until we've finished our deal.

Besides, I think the Alliance
wants to hold her up as an example.

Yes, they do.

-Your name?
-Cam Mitchell, bounty hunter.

-Never heard of you.
-That's because I keep a low profile.

I like to let my work speak for itself.

You've partnered with a Jaffa, I see.

Look, we'd love to sit around
and talk shop, but we're on the clock.

Where's our reward?

We have a caseload
of weapons-grade refined naquadah

sitting in our cargo ship.

-Good. Let's go get it.
-No.

I will stay here with you,

while Jup takes Vala and her partner
to the ship.

Once they've been secured, he'll return
and ring the naquadah down to you.

And what's to stop old Jup here
from ringing you away

-and just skedaddling?
-Our honor.

TENAT: It would not be in our best interest
to cheat you.

After all, we have reputations as traders
to uphold.

Right.

Reputations.

Can't help noticing the absence

of the caseload of refined naquadah
you guys were promising.

Do you seriously think the Alliance
would have entrusted us

with another case
after we lost the last one?

So this is a double-cross.

What happened
to upholding your reputations?

Let's just say those bounty hunters won't
be in a position to do any complaining.

-Ow!
-Hold still.

Told you.

So, who do you like in the NFL this year?

You kind of strike me as a Raiders fan.

-Daniel, why don't you let me do it?
-I can do it.

-Just do me a favor. I need some help.
-Okay. What?

Go to the panel by the rear exit.

-Okay. Now what?
-Stay there, shut up and let me finish.

You know, they got a great secondary
and the league's best pass rush.

Offense wins games,

but defense wins championships.
Am I right?

Our cargo ship has you targeted.

I suggest you lower your weapons.

I take it we're not getting our naquadah.

No, you're not. And so concludes our deal.

Well, that went better than I expected.

I'm picking up ships. Lots of them.

Correction, that went much worse
than I expected.

Stand down and prepare to be boarded.

Shouldn't we be jumping to hyperspace
or something?

They will pursue us.

What are you doing?

Caius said he customized this ship.
Let's see if there's anything we can use.

What's happening?

Multiple energy signatures
of phantom vessels.

-They're confusing the Alliance ships.
-Fine, let's go, let's go, let's go.

There are two vessels pursuing us.

You got anything else
in that bag of tricks?

I'll show you.

What are you doing?

Vala?

Wait for it.

Now.

Wicked.

Pulse wave.
Their power levels spiked and overloaded.

It should take a couple of minutes
to restore primary systems.

Which should give us enough time to...

Thanks for getting my ship back

and for not helping yourself to the swag
in the ship's hidden compartments.

Wait, did you just say
"hidden compartments"?

-Bye-bye.
-No!

So, really, why would you want to trade

a power coil from an obsolete cargo ship?

So, really, why would you want to trade

for this worthless necklace?

-Never mind.
-Never mind.

Excellent.

Finally, I can get Mother off my back.

-So?
-So?

So, we had a deal, remember?

Give you the necklace
and you sever the link.

Yes, yes, of course.
I've been doing extensive research.

And?

Well, there's nothing I can do.
The effect can't be countered.

But, you know, my guess is
it'll wear off eventually on its own.

So long, everybody.

That's it?

-You went through all that for nothing?
-Pretty much.

I can't wait till Senator Fisher
hears about this one.

-Yeah, have you heard any news?
-I spoke to the President.

He gave me two choices.

Accept the budget cuts,
or convince the lnternational Committee

to change their minds
and contribute to our funding.

Right. How do we do that?

Give them what they want.

A new civilian position
appointed by the Committee

with full access to this base
and a say in all major decisions

concerning its operation.

A watchdog?

Exactly.

-Thanks for helping out.
-lndeed.

Good luck on Dakara.

And don't be a stranger.

He'll be back.