All language subtitles for Stargate SG-1 - S09E11 - The Fourth Horseman.eng

NARRATOR: Previously, on Stargate SG-1.

LAM: About three hours ago
he came in complaining of fatigue.

It's a Prior plague.

Let Origin show you the way.

I vow to spread the word of the Ori
to all Jaffa.

-Who are you?
-It's me, Orlin.

LAM: As far as I can tell,
he's a normal human adolescent.

Who claims he's an Ancient who
has descended and taken human form.

Orlin seems to have hit a dead end
with his work on a cure.

What he needs is a blood sample from
the Prior who infected Lieutenant Fisher.

Orlin's attempt to find a cure
isn't the only reason to do this.

You wanna try and turn this Prior.

We believe we may be close
to developing a technology

that could inhibit a Prior's special abilities.

The Ori do not require blind obedience.
They will show you their power.

GERAK: Like you, my judgment was
clouded by suspicion and distrust.

But the Ori sensed my misgivings,

forgave me my weaknesses
and showed me their power.

I stand before you today
as proof of their divine might.

They have poisoned your mind.

The Ori's promises are hollow.

We have learned from the Ancients that
they are not ascending their followers.

Do you expect us
to take your word for this?

One of the Ancients
returned to human form to warn us

that the Ori gain strength
by sapping the power from their followers.

That is why they seek our support.

The Ori are not some benevolent gods
offering you the path of enlightenment.

They are but manipulative beings
who will use you and discard you

-once you have served their purpose.
-Enough.

They are no better than the Goa'uld.

Enough!

The Goa'uld are impostors.

But the Ori...

The Ori

are the real gods.

Behold the gift

the Ori have bestowed upon me.

LAM: We had three fatalities this morning.

We have another 12 base personnel
who are in critical condition

and probably won't make it
past the next 24 hours.

That's it?

They've been given sedatives
and are resting comfortably.

There's nothing you or anyone
can do for them right now.

-I can go see them.
-No, you can't.

You're exhausted
and you've already got a lot on your plate.

Those people are serving
under my command.

-Sir.
-What is it, Walter?

As of 0800 this morning,

the CDC reports confirmed cases
of the virus in both Mexico and Canada.

We could be looking at a global pandemic.

Jolan. It's good to see a familiar face.

Lord Haikon wishes to see you.

Let's rock 'n' roll.

It was foolish of you to come.

The others are distrustful of you.

Yeah, I kind of got that.

-ls there anything else I need to know?
-Haikon will have your answers.

Welcome, Mitchell.

Thank you, Haikon.

Please, sit.

I apologize for making you wait,

but I just came back from a mission
of great importance.

We were informed
of a world of non-believers

who were conspiring against the Ori.

The Prior dispatched us to deal with them.

You mean kill them.

Well, we were told
they posed a considerable threat.

"Leave not the smallest pebble
in the road,

"for any hindrance
will slow your people's progress."

So said the Prior.

Yeah, the Priors say a lot of things.

Look, I'm the last person to criticize
someone for what they believe, but...

If your intention is to convince me
to withdraw support from the Ori,

you need not bother.

-You're making a big...
-I've already decided as much.

What?

We went to the planet,
as the Prior instructed.

Two hundred strong,
to eliminate any threat.

We were expecting an army.

What we found were simple farmers,

too naive to understand
the consequences they faced

for daring to defy the Ori.

The Sodan are proud warriors.

We do not kill innocent people.

-So you didn't follow through?
-We left them unharmed.

But before returning here,
we had to put all doubts to rest,

so we traveled to another world,
one rumored to have refused the Ori.

The entire civilization was decimated

by a mysterious plague.

There was no one left.

Yeah, that's what they do.

In fact, they're doing it on Earth
right now, as we speak.

And it'll probably happen here
when the Prior gets back

and finds out you didn't obey his orders.

How can we resist so powerful an enemy?

Well, I can tell you,

but you're probably not gonna like it.

-Orlin.
-Sam.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

It's you I'm worried about.

We just got your test results back.

They show significant
and progressive changes

in different areas of your brain.

What kind of changes?

A degenerative process that's already
started to impair your cognitive functions.

I knew that when I took on human form

the memories I brought with me
would eventually fade.

That's only part of it.

It's not so much a result
of your losing the memories,

but more a consequence
of your trying to hold on to them.

Orlin, by not letting go
of the Ancient knowledge,

you're damaging your brain.

Yes. My human mind is failing
under the weight of so much information.

You knew this would happen, didn't you?

As an Ancient,
how could you not have known?

Of course I knew, Sam,
but I had no choice.

But you have a choice now.

Your brain is fighting a losing battle,
stripping away whatever it can

in an attempt to salvage the memories
related to the cure.

Give them up and you could stop this
from progressing any further.

I can't do that. There's too much at stake.

You have the memories.

Write them down.

Give me the instructions.
I'll complete the vaccine.

It's too complex.
You won't fully understand the process.

Try me.

Orlin, you don't have to sacrifice yourself.
Let go before it's too late.

I can't risk entrusting this job
to anyone but myself.

I have to see this through, Sam.

I'm sorry.

-We're good.
-JACKSON: Okay.

This device will emit
a high ultrasonic frequency

targeting a specific portion
of the Prior's brain,

temporarily blocking his ability
to use his powers.

Now, the good news is
it won't have any effect on us.

The bad news is it may not have
any effect on the Prior either.

In order for this thing
to work the way we want it to,

it has to be broadcasting
on the correct frequency.

Unfortunately, we don't know
what that frequency is,

so we'll use a trial-and-error approach.

This remote allows us to adjust the signal,

and sooner or later, we'll get the right one.

-Any questions thus far?
-How will we know when it is working?

Well, we'll know when the Prior's
no longer able to use his powers.

How will we know he'll no longer
be able to use his powers?

Well, someone is just gonna have to test it
and find out.

Don't worry, fellas, that someone is me.

MlTCHELL: So, it's simple.
We disable the Prior,

we take a sample of his blood,
we send it back to the SGC,

they finish the cure,

we turn the Prior against the Ori,
and call it a day.

-Jackson, you're driving.
-Yay.

SG-22, I want you in defensive positions
around the perimeter.

There, there, there and there.

There's one other small problem.

We're not exactly certain what the range
of that device is, so, Haikon,

I need you to get the Prior
as close as possible.

-ls that a problem?
-No.

No, it is not.

You are confident that this will work?

Well, if it doesn't work,
we're out of options.

I feel we have lost them.

This battle is far from over.

But clearly, the Council was swayed.

The task before us is daunting,
but not impossible.

The Jaffa nation has no appetite for war,

particularly one that threatens
to divide us.

Indeed, that much is certain.

The Ori, on the other hand,
will not abide opposition.

They have already ordered Gerak
to quell the dissension within our ranks.

Then we must retreat into the shadows
and evade their attempts to find us.

No. We must make a stand, on Chulak.

Faced with the prospect of inciting
a civil war that would kill millions,

the Council will be left
with an impossible choice,

but ultimately, they must decide
between the Ori and their fellow Jaffa.

It is only by forcing their hand
that they will see reason.

-So I believe.
-An enterprise this bold

will require much support.

Then let us gather a fleet
to defend Chulak.

It's like catching a glimpse of someone
from the corner of your eye

then turning around and they're gone.

You begin to doubt whether you actually
ever saw them in the first place.

Tell me, Sam,

how can you regret losing a memory
you can't even remember?

What are you working on?

Your instructions for assembling the cure,

in the event I am too incapacitated
to complete it myself.

It's a precaution we have to take.

The most frustrating part in all this

is I am unable to control what I can
hold on to, even for a little while.

Crucial information I need to finish
the cure is slipping through my fingers

while insignificant minutia
of my experience as an Ancient

is still fresh and clear in my mind.

In time, I'll lose it all, but for now

it just doesn't seem fair.

-ls there anything I can do to help?
-No.

At this point, it's best if I work alone.

WOMAN ON T.V. :
Despite the best efforts of all involved,

the virus continues to spread
at an alarming rate.

The CDC advises anyone
who suspects they ha ve the virus

or may ha ve come in contact
with someone who did,

to quarantine themselves...

Sir. Just received word that China,
Great Britain, and Russia

have grounded all air travel
and closed their ports to foreign ships.

This is out of control,
and it's only gonna get worse.

And according
to General Hammond's office,

our allies have expressed concern
about the cover story.

Specifically, how long
we can continue to maintain it.

They've requested a meeting with you.

They've requested a meeting with you.

So, it is your estimation then, General,
that the decision to send SG-6

to that particular planet
was the right one?

As evidenced by this plague, we have
no viable defense against the Ori.

The purpose of the mission to 656

was to gather intelligence
that might help us in that respect.

But admittedly, the mission was
a failure in the worst possible way

and as a result, millions,
perhaps billions, will lose their lives.

The newly appointed liaison
between Stargate Command

and the lnternational Committee

was informed of,
and signed off on the mission.

Your representative agreed
it was the right call.

There is some concern
that Mr. Woolsey may not have been

fully apprised of all
the possible ramifications.

Now, to his credit, he still supports your
decision.

The Ori were gonna strike at us
sooner or later.

And rather than sit back and wait for it,

we were out there looking for a way to
stop them, to stop this from happening.

And to start pointing fingers
at such a crucial...

General. General Landry!

The purpose of this meeting
is not to assign blame

but to arrive at a better understanding
of how this happened

and conversely, to avoid something
like this ever happening again.

That's provided we get a second chance.

Presently, we have no way
of stopping this virus.

People are dying

and there's not a damn thing
we can do about it.

What you propose is madness.

So it may seem.

But if the Council believes
that we are mad

and cannot be dissuaded from sacrificing
our lives, then all the better.

We must stake everything
on the belief that in the end,

the Council will value
the lives of their brothers

over the empty promises of the Ori.

Time is short, brother.

We must gather our forces,

for the bigger our army, the more lives
that Gerak must choose to take.

We must make this decision
as difficult as we can for him.

Gerak's no longer one of us.
He is a Prior now.

Gerak may be a Prior,

but I have no doubt
that part of him remains Jaffa

and that is the part we must seek out.

I still believe this plan to be madness.

But then,
I once considered the very notion

of defeating the Goa'uld a mere fantasy.

Prove me wrong yet again, Teal'c.

You have my support.

Thank you, brother.

He's on his way.

MITCHELL: Jackson.

Ready.

All right, everybody, sit tight.

Wait for my signal.
Remember, we need this guy alive.

You went to the planet,
as I had asked of you.

HAlKON: We did.

And yet the non-believers still live.

They do.

Why have you disobeyed
the will of the Ori?

Because we take orders from no one.

The Ori offer you
enlightenment, immortality.

Even if that were true,
their price is too high.

What they ask of us goes against
the very spirit of the Sodan.

You doubt the power of the Ori.

It is not their power that we doubt,

it's their worthiness as gods.

That's not it.

Not it either.

"Andras chose to hunt the lion
and was eaten by his prey."

Come on.

It was unwise of you to challenge me.

Yeah, well,
I wouldn't mind another crack at it.

What did you hope to achieve
by attacking me?

Did you honestly believe
it was possible to capture me?

Well, that was the plan.

And what purpose
would that have served?

-George.
-Hank, how was the grilling?

Medium rare.
I just got off the phone with the CDC.

A flight left Salt Lake City three days
after the contagion was identified.

It made a stopover at O'Hare before
continuing on to its final destination,

Charles de Gaulle Airport.

You're telling me the virus
has already reached Paris?

Three of the people on that flight
have tested positive for the virus.

French authorities are doing all they can
to track down the passengers, flight crew,

any ground crew or airport personnel

that may have come
in contact with them.

And anyone who came
in contact with them,

and anyone who came in contact
with those people.

You know,
at the rate this thing is traveling,

in three days it'll hit the Middle East.
Six days, it'll be in China.

Stock market has already taken a dive,
and people are panicking.

If this thing spreads far enough
and does enough damage,

it could start destabilizing governments.

We're going to have to be prepared
for any and all possibilities.

Yeah, we took the liberty of borrowing
a sample of your blood.

Hope you don't mind.

You looking for this?

Whoa!

No. It's not gonna work.

That warm,
fuzzy feeling you're experiencing

may be the effects of a device
that's inhibiting your ability

to concentrate and focus your powers.

Symptoms may include dizziness,

-irritability...
-Nausea.

-irritability...
-Nausea.

...mild nausea, and a condition
known as "hot-dog fingers".

It makes no difference what you do to me.

But know this,

the Ori are all-seeing.

They are already aware of this affront
to their eminence

and shall strike down those
who dare to defy them.

-Nothing yet. You?
-Drawing a blank.

Little thirsty.

-That doesn't count.
-No, it doesn't.

Their movements
are not so easily divined,

their ways unseen and veiled in mystery.

Right, right. They have a plan.

I don't suppose you wanna tell us
what that is.

Why did they send you to this galaxy
in the first place?

We are beacons on the road
to enlightenment.

No. You're dark-side intergalactic
encyclopedia salesmen.

Unfortunately, the home office
hasn't been quite up front with you.

-Nice work on the metaphor.
-Thank you.

For starters, did you know
that the Ori need people to worship them

because that's how they gain their power?

-He didn't know.
-No, he didn't know that.

No, it's true.

We're not exactly sure how it works,
but from what I've heard,

they actually drain power
from their followers.

That's why they need worshippers.

You should talk to them about it
next time you're home.

They might do a better job
of explaining the process to you.

Ours is not to question, but to rejoice
in their service, for they are perfection.

No, not really, because a perfect being
wouldn't need to lie

to ensure the loyalty of their followers.

They wouldn't need
to promise you Ascension

if they had no intention of delivering it.

"Those who follow the path of
righteousness shall be raised up high."

No, they won't,

because the Ori do not share power.

They're using you.

"Pity not the blind man,

"for he is hindered
not by the visions of this world,

-"but rather, pity yourselves."
-Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"For he shall see the light before you."

I'm gonna get something to eat.

Orlin.

Damn it.

-Are you okay?
-I'm fine.

No, no, he is not fine.

-Colonel...
-He hasn 't been fine in two days.

He has demonstrated Iapses in judgment
that put everyone in this room at risk.

Colonel, that is enough.

No, he's right, Sam.

I can 't help you anymore.

I'm just in the way here.

Reflecting on your ill-spent youth,
old man?

In truth, I was thinking of you.

If this gamble succeeds,

you will have once again proven yourself
a great leader.

Perhaps the only one capable
of uniting this fractured Jaffa nation.

My heart is indeed with our people,

but as long as the Ori threaten this galaxy,
my place is with SG-1.

I understand.

Even so,
there is no doubt we are the poorer for it.

I disagree.

After our great victory this day,

Gerak's influence
over our people shall wane.

Then our nation will rally
under the command of a great leader.

That is, if he has the courage
to accept the challenge.

-Me?
-Who better?

Tell me.

No. There are many others.

There are many others
who covet the position,

but none who possess the strength
and wisdom only you can offer.

It was not too long ago
we faced a similarly impossible task,

and yet, on that day, despite the odds,

we finally ended generations
of oppression and struggle

by securing victory over Ba'al's fleet.

I remember standing on the peltac
of that mothership

just as I am doing now,
waiting for the battle to begin,

yet knowing, no matter what the outcome,

it would be the last time I would
have to take the life of a fellow Jaffa.

No Jaffa blood will be spilled on this day.

On that you have my word.

Sir, we have confirmed cases in Bonn,
Amsterdam, Rome and Madrid.

We have suspected cases
in London and Athens.

The WHO has teams en route.

Meanwhile, there are suspected cases
on the African continent.

Some of the military leaders in the region
have already declared martial law.

Thank you, Chief.

-Colonel, how are things progressing?
-They're not, sir.

As you know, the contagion's
rapidly mutating nature necessitated

our acquiring a specimen of DNA
from the original virus.

We finally managed to get a blood sample
from the Prior who started the plague,

but so far it hasn't helped.
It looks like we've hit a dead end.

Let's hope "looks like"
is the operative sentiment here.

Yes, sir.

Orlin? Sorry to disturb you.

Not at all, General. Please.

I'd like to thank you
for everything you've done.

I wish it could have been more.

You got us as far along as you could,
the rest is gonna have to be up to us.

Orlin,

I realize I have no right to ask this of you,

but there is something else
you might be able to do for us.

Numerous vessels dropping out
of hyperspace.

You're outnumbered.

Retreat is no Ionger an option.

I do not want to slaughter you,

but I will if you give me no choice.

So, what say you, Teal'c?

I still have hope this situation
can be peacefully resolved, Gerak.

Let us meet on the planet's surface
to discuss.

Very well.

It's a Norwegian cheese, I think.

It's spelled with a "G" or a "J,"
maybe both.

"Jgehost," "Gjehost," something like that.

So, what you do is you dice up the cheese,
you toss it in with the egg whites

and you chop up some avocado,
throw it all together,

whoa, Daddy,
you got yourself a wicked omelet.

General.

-We're just exchanging recipes.
-I heard.

Has he offered up anything?

No, sir, the man doesn't even have
a decent pie crust.

The Ori are not going to ascend you.

They lied to you and anyone else
they could take advantage of.

"Let not the words of deceivers
lead you to doubt,

"nor the enticements they offer
cause you to stray."

Exactly.

And the sad fact is
you gave it all up for nothing.

The life you had is gone.
The Ori took it away from you.

"Blessed are the true believers,
for only they shall walk the path.

"And they shall be welcomed
unto the realm of the Ori

"and made as one with them."

What did you leave behind?

A wife?

Children?

I have a grown daughter.

I wasn't around much
when she was growing up.

That's something I'll always regret.

Do you ever think about your kids?

The time you spent with them,

and the things you used to do together,
before you threw it all away?

But how would I know whether the Ori
are ascending people or not?

Truth is, I don't know for sure.

But he does.

Hello, Damaris.

Who are you?

-How do you...
-Know?

Your entire life was an open book to me
the moment you set foot in this galaxy.

I was once ascended, but I took this form

because it was the only way
to warn the humans about the Ori.

Since I made that decision

I've paid a heavy price,
in terms of the effect it's had on my mind,

the memories I've lost.

"Life and death, light and darkness,
hope and despair.

"The rift was created, and on that day,
the Ori were born."

But every so often,
something will stir in me

and if I push myself hard enough,
I'll remember one more time

before it leaves me forever.

Your name, Damaris, your wife, Adina,
your sons, Jaden and Allon.

"But the hatred of those who strayed
from the true path festered and bloomed

"in the dark corners of the Avernikas
to which had been cast! "

And the fact that the Ori have never
ascended any of their followers.

"And consumed by this hatred,
they poisoned all they touched,

"bringing death, darkness and despair."

You know that as an Ancient,
I wouldn't lie to you.

"And the souls of their victims
knew no peace

"until the Ori came
and whispered to them,

"'Sleep, for the end draws near.'"

MlTCHELL: He's overcome the device.

"And on that day, all will rejoice
when the Ori come and lay them low."

General.

I'm fine. What was he saying?

He just told you why the Ori
are on their way to this galaxy.

They're coming to destroy the Ancients.

You have made the right choice.

There is no honor in fighting
an unwinnable battle.

Nor peace at the hands of a tyrant.

I assure you, the Ori are not the Goa'uld.

Have we truly lived as slaves for so long
that we must fear being free?

It has nothing to do with freedom.

Enlightenment is just within our reach.

Or so the Ori would have us believe.

Why have you led me here?

I thought it fitting that on this day,

when we must sacrifice
our short-lived freedom

that we do so here,
at the site of the Battle of Tazek'Sur,

where your father gave his life
for this very cause.

He began to doubt the Goa'uld long
before this rebellion took shape, Gerak.

It was your father's death at their hands
that led you to question,

"What god is so deserving
of my worship?"

You were not the one who was chosen.

You did not witness the wonders I beheld.

Did they raise the dead?

Heal the sick and wounded?

Destroy their enemy
with but a wave of their hand?

The Goa'uld deceived us.

The Ori's powers are pure.

And what is the measure of a god, Gerak?

Is it the scope of their power,
or how they choose to wield that power?

Would a god who is prepared to lead us
on the path of enlightenment

so contradict this divine benevolence

by destroying all those
who refuse to believe in him?

Those who refuse to believe must die.

I understand how difficult
this must be for you, Gerak.

Nearing your final years,

you so desperately long
for the enlightenment that we all seek.

This is not the way to save yourself.

I only wanted to avoid bloodshed.

Stay this course

and you will have no choice
but to spill the blood of your brothers.

And you may start with me.

For if I have a choice between resistance
or returning to the life of slavery

then I choose to die free.

I'm telling you, I'm fine.

Carolyn, can you tell these people I'm fine?

You're not fine.

Your blood work came back positive.

You have the virus.

It's always darkest before the dawn.

My uncle used to say that all the time.
He was a wedding planner.

-General Hammond.
-At ease.

-Sir, when did you arrive?
-Oh, I've been here a while, Colonel,

but you were busy and I thought
it was best not to disturb you.

Colonel Mitchell, congratulations
on getting the band back together.

Thank you, sir. It wasn't easy.

No, but worth it.

You couldn't ask for three better people
watching your back.

I'm sorry I won't get a chance
to see Teal'c before I go.

-You're leaving, sir?
-I'm off to Peterson.

-I've been called back to Washington.
-Well, it's good to see you again, sir.

It's good to see you, too. All of you.

Give my best to Teal'c.

Take care of each other.

Take care of General Landry, too.

LAM: You're awake.

How you feeling?

After that Iittle nap,
better than I've felt all day.

How's that for irony?

How are Mitchell and Dr. Jackson?

-They're clean.
-And Orlin?

I just ran a battery of tests on him.

I'm afraid the effort of drawing out
all those memories has taken a toll,

accelerated the degenerative process,
so he's in his quarters resting.

You look tired, Carolyn.
You should get some sleep.

I can 't. Not yet.

I can make that an order.

Last time you ordered me to bed,
I think I was 6.

You were just as stubborn back then.

I spoke to Mom recently.

-How is she?
-Worried.

AII those years I was growing up
I resented the fact

that you never told us anything
about your work,

about why you had to Iea ve us for days,
sometimes weeks at a time.

But now,

I'm beginning to understand
how hard it must ha ve been for you.

Talking to Mom the other day
I wanted to reassure her,

to tell her everything, but I couldn 't.

It was hard.

MAN ON P.A. SYSTEM:
Unscheduled offworld activation.

(SIREN BLARING)

It's Teal'c.

Lower your weapons.

This is Colonel Carter. Stand down.

What's going on?

Gerak has arrived to assist us.

Why do you hesitate, Gerak?

If I help you, I will die.

But I will die free.

Gerak!

What the hell just happened?

I thought the Ori
weren't able to take action in this galaxy

-without inciting the Ancients.
-They can't.

It must've been some sort
of physiological failsafe

they put in place
when they made him a Prior,

in the event he ever turned.

They're normalizing. It worked.

WOMAN ON T.V. : The final death toll of
the pandemic has been estimated at

a Iittle over 3,000 worldwide.

But health officials are quick to point out
that it could ha ve been much worse.

As distribution of the vaccine continues,

many ha ve begun to ask how
this could've happened in the first place,

and more to the point,
where did this virus originate?

We were lucky.

There might not be someone like Gerak
to help us next time.

It wasn't just Gerak.
He cured the people in the base.

From them,
we were able to isolate an antibody

and manufacture a vaccine
using Orlin's formula.

Thanks to Orlin's work,
we should be able to prevent

the Priors from attacking us
this way again.

Oh, I reckon they got
a pretty wide repertoire.

The Ori will undoubtedly view this defeat
as nothing more than a minor setback.

It will not be enough to dissuade them

from continuing their incursion
into this galaxy.

Certainly not if their end game
is to destroy the Ancients.

Given the fact
that they're personally threatened,

do you think the Ancients will
take measures to defend themselves?

If it comes to that, it's possible,

but I think we're a long way from the Ori
posing the Ancients a serious threat.

No, they're just a threat
to everyone else in the galaxy.

So how's Orlin?

His condition has stabilized, but I'm afraid
the damage has already been done.

-Hello.
-Hi.

Who are you?

My name is Samantha.

-Do you need help with this?
-Sure.

I finished the outside,
so you can help me with the inside.

Okay.