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[Teal'c]Previously
on Stargate SG-1...

[Sam]This is Prometheus,
otherwise known as the X-303.

[woman] Sir,
computers are detecting

a rapid energy build-up
in the Naquadria cells.

The jump must've triggered a surge that
overloaded the reactor control systems.

Stand by to jettison
the reactor module.

Even if we plot a course for Earth
using maximum sublight thrust,

it would take years.

[Jonas] P3X-744.

If we can make it there
and gate home,

we can get what we need
to repair the ship.

So this thing is different
from a nebula. How?

Well, that's what makes it
SO exciting, sir.

We don't know exactly.

And it just so happens
that this formation

is in the vicinity of our next
cool-down coordinates?

It'll only be a little bit out of
our way, Colonel, I promise.

All 1 ask is two hours tops.

If only so I can see the
expression on your face first-hand.

The words "kid" and
"candy store" come to mind.

I'll try to retain
my composure, sir.

Just keep in mind that our mission
is to get this bird home in one piece.

[woman on PA] Colonel
Ronson, report to the bridge.

Must be time. After you, Major.

Sir, the hyperdrive engines are
reaching maximum safe temperature.

Shut 'em down, Major Gant.

Yes, sir.

Dropping out of hyperspace.

[Ronson] Major Carter,
what's our progress?

Well, sir, we covered
in the last leg.

Considering the hyperdrive we're
using was lifted from an Al'kesh,

I'd say that's pretty good.

It was originally designed
for a ship one-tenth this size.

Only five more of these
pit stops and we're home.

[alarm beeping]

Colonel, a bogey
just appeared on our sensors.

Dead ahead, 3,000 klicks.

- Can't you identify it?
- Negative, sir.

It's closing in on our
position very quickly.

Sound general quarters.

[alarm sounding]

- Bogey's now at 2,000 klicks.
- Raise shields.

Arm weapons.

[theme music playing]

Bogey is now at 900 klicks.

It's not slowing down, sir.

How long till we can jump
to hyperspace again?

The hyperdrive needs at
least two hours to cool down

before we can attempt
another jump.

If we try one before that,
it could overload.

[beeping]

Colonel, I'm getting some unusual
readings coming from the alien vessel.

They're scanning us, sir.

Major Gant, set up
a wide-frequency broadcast.

I wanna talk to them.

Go ahead, sir.

This is Colonel William Ronson,
commander of the Prometheus.

Please respond.

[radio static]

If you can hear me, I offer
you peaceful greetings.

Bogey is now at 400 klicks and
continuing to gain on our position, sir.

Sir, thermographic sensors
are showing

a rapid build-up of energy
coming from within the ship.

Energy build-up
is continuing, sir.

They're powering up weapons.
Colonel, we have to get out of here.

Major Gant, initiate evasive
maneuver Delta now.

Yes, sir. Executing Delta.

[alarm blaring]

- Major Gant, report.
- Shields are down 69%.

Their weapons are draining
our shields.

Fifty-three percent.

Reroute auxiliary power
to shield generators.

Weapons Officer, prepare
to return fire on my command.

Aft missile bays one through
six loaded and ready;, sir.

Fire one through four, now.

Sir, missiles destroyed
before reaching the target.

Alien vessel is still
gaining on us, sir.

Shield strength is at 32%.

Fire all missiles at will.

Wait. Suggest diverting auxiliary
power back to the sublight engines.

- Major?
- The gas cloud.

If we can get inside it, it might
make it harder for them to track us.

Shields are below 15%.

Even with sublight engines
at full strength,

we'll never make it.

It might be possible to make a
small hyperspace jump into the cloud.

Just give me a few minutes
to override the safeguards.

You have two.

Come on. One jump.

[system beeping]

Sir, weapon systems
are no longer operational.

Shields are below 10%.

Receiving ship-wide damage
reports, Colonel.

[grunts]

This is Major Carter
calling the bridge.

Bridge, please respond.

[beeps]

This is the bridge
calling all decks.

Please respond.

This is Major Samantha Carter of the
United States Air Force vessel Prometheus.

As the sole remaining
crew member of the ship,

I feel compelled to keep
a log of these events.

After being attacked
by a hostile alien ship,

I sustained an injury
and lost consciousness.

When I awoke, I found the ship
devoid of all crew.

An initial systems review indicated
the hyperdrive to be operational.

But the sublight engines remain offline,
possibly due to damage from the attack.

I am hopeful further investigation
will provide more answers.

However, my first priority is to
find out what happened to the crew.

Having searched the
entire ship and found no one,

only one possibility remains
to explain their disappearance.

Based on the fact that all the ship's
escape pods have been jettisoned,

I can only assume
an evacuation order

was given after
my losing consciousness.

In the chaos that must have
ensued, I was left behind.

[powering up]

[powering down]

The sublight engines
remain offline.

I'm guessing it is something
about the gas cloud

that is prohibiting
the restart procedures.

Thus far, I have been unable to
find a way around this problem.

Without sublight engine power to
maneuver the ship out of the cloud,

I'm left with
only one other option.

[sighs]

Damn it.

Major Carter.

- Teal'c?
- Hear me.

You must remain conscious
at all costs.

- I just need to rest for a while.
- You cannot.

Listen to me.

You are injured.
If you sleep, you will die.

Do you understand?

I know.

[sternly]
If you sleep, you will die.

[girl singing] Twinkle,
twinkle Little star

"How I wonder what you are"

"Up above the world so high"

Is someone there?

"Like a diamond in the sky"

"Twinkle, twinkle Little star"

Hello?

"How I wonder what you are"

Okay.

I have sent out a distress signal
detailing Prometheus' situation

and our last known
position in space.

I know it could be hundreds
of years before anyone hears it.

That said, Stargate Command
was aware of our route home

and will undoubtedly do everything
they can to mount a rescue.

And if any of the crew survived,

I can only hope they will
eventually send help as well.

Therefore, I feel my best course of
action is to settle in for the long haul.

According to my calculations,

I have enough food and water
to last several months.

With further rationing, it might
be possible to double that.

Play with me.

[Sam]I've been trying to understand
why the ship is unable to jump hyperspace.

During my last jump attempt,

the hyperspace window
seemed unable to

stabilize enough
for the ship to enter it.

Thus far, sensors
have been unable to identify

the actual content
of the cloud itself.

It's more likely made up
of a denser group of gases

than that of a typical nebula
or gas giant.

Bottom line is, it's preventing
the hyperdrive emitter

from transferring power
at an even rate.

Until that changes, the Prometheus
will remain trapped here indefinitely.

[Daniel] Yep! I'd say
you're stuck all right.

Oh, come on, Sam.

You're running the same diagnostic
program for four hours now.

What makes you think the results
are suddenly gonna change?

Sam! Hello?

Were you this annoying
when you were ascended?

I don't know.
Depends who you ask.

I thought I had a certain je
ne sais quoi. Timing was so-so.

No offense, but I really
don't have time for this.

This is ridiculous.
You aren't even real.

Well, I'm not so much me
as I am you, really.

I mean, part of your
subconscious mind.

So am I real?

That's up to you, I guess.

Although the Socratic implications
of my being here are quite fascinating.

- Daniel.
- Look...

You just need
some help, that's all.

Can't you just try
to go along with this?

You're me, talking to me?

Yeah, basically.

All right. You have a point.
I could use some help.

Thank you.

Okay, what do you... I want?

Well, I think you're going
about this all wrong.

- This is helping?
- Come on, Sam.

You've been looking forward to
studying this gas cloud for weeks now.

I mean, isn't that
the real reason

you volunteered for this job
in the first place?

Now you're here, finally here,

and you're wasting your time
running endless hyperdrive simulations.

In case you hadn't noticed,

I've got a small problem
on my hands, Daniel.

Mainly that I'm stranded.

Inside the very thing you've been
looking at through a telescope for years.

Come on, it's a chance to study
something rare and exciting up close.

- Seize the moment!
- Seize the moment?

I'm just saying
it's something new.

It's something we've never
encountered before.

You're ignoring it.

Does that sound like you?

Daniel, I can't even think
straight, let alone stay awake.

Look, Sam you have
to check this out.

Trust me. It's important.

[rumbling]

[metal straining]

[metal creaking]

Oh, my God!

Oh.

- You hear about Sam?
- Yeah.

Doesn't sound good.

Eighteen hours past due for contact.
Yeah, I'd say something went wrong.

Well, anyways, I put together
a list of planets with stargates

in range
of the Prometheus route.

General Hammond has agreed to send
SG teams to all of them, including us.

Why?

Well, if something went wrong,

there's a chance they could
make it to a planet with a gate.

At which time, they would
gate home, wouldn't they?

When the hyperdrive failed on
the Prometheus maiden voyage,

you were nearly
stranded on P7X-009,

because they didn't know
where the stargate was.

Sounds like a long shot.

Well, unfortunately the Tok'ra are
unable to send a ship at this time.

They promised to retrace the route of
the Prometheus as soon as they can,

but, you know,
visiting these planets is...

What?

Is what?

[elevator door opens]

Is something.

Yeah.

[Sam]Ship's log update.

I have discovered that
several sections of the hull

are being corroded by the
gases that make up this cloud.

Although I have boosted
whatever power I can to our shields,

it has had little effect
on protecting the ship.

[metal creaking]

I've sealed off those sections
affected by the corrosion,

but it's only a stopgap measure.

All I know for certain is,

if I can't find a way
to stop it from spreading,

the ship's hull
will eventually be breached.

When the blazing sun is gone,
when he nothing shines upon.

Who are you? What do you want?

[girl] Then you show
your little light,

twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Come on. This way.

Wait.

Samantha.

Teal'c, did you see...

Of course you didn't.

- I'm here to warn you.
- I know. I have to stay awake.

That's not all.

Everything may not
be as it seems.

Well, thank you. But the fact
that I'm talking to someone

who isn't really here
kinda speaks to that.

On the contrary. I think
it's you that's not here.

What are you talking about?

I believe that you and the other
crew members are being held prisoner

aboard the alien vessel
that attacked you.

How do you know?

It is possible they
are probing your mind.

If so, any information obtained
may be used to attack Earth.

Hold on.

Even if you're right
and I'm not really here,

what am I supposed
to do about it?

Nothing.

Teal'c, give me something here.

Very well.

As you attempt to
repair the ship's engines,

you may inadvertently
be divulging to your captors

vital information concerning
Prometheus technology.

I do believe it would be
prudent to do nothing.

I can't do that, Teal'c.

Be careful, Samantha.

Wait! Where are you going?

You're wrong, Teal'c.
I'm not on an alien ship.

I'm right here.

This is real.

[groans]

This is real!

[metal creaking]

The effects of my head injury
are getting worse.

I'm not sure how
much longer I can last.

My only hope of survival is to
somehow get the Prometheus

free from this gas cloud

without using either the
sublight or hyperdrive engines.

I think I've come up with a way.

It has its risks.

[alarm blaring]

By venting several levels
worth of pressurized atmosphere,

I am hoping to generate enough
propulsion to move the ship.

[rumbling, creaking]

Come on.

[inaudible]

No!

Hello?

Are you here?

[heavy breathing]

[metal creaking]

[Daniel] Hey!

Have I, uh, told you
my latest theory yet?

It's really cool.

Lose something?

- Did you see a...
- Little girl?

- Yeah.
- No.

- You know, you don't look so good.
- Yeah.

Anyway, about my theory.

Now, what if this cloud isn't so
much a collection of corrosive gases

as it is a sentient being?

I'm saying the cloud
is alive, Sam.

[creaking, rumbling]

- The cloud is alive?
- Yeah.

It's a sentient being,
like, uh, feelings, memories.

A space-borne alien entity,
if you will.

That's crazy.

Why else would it be
corroding the ship?

Because the gases are corrosive.

Or, maybe we somehow
offended it when we flew inside of it.

The point is, if we talk to it
maybe it'll let us go.

You want me to talk
to the cloud?

Would it kill you to try?

How would I do that?

Well, you said there's a little
girl running around the ship.

Maybe that little girl is the
physical personification of the cloud.

Just go with me on this.

Maybe that's its way of
trying to communicate with us.

Daniel... This isn't helping.

Talk to her, Sam.

[girl singing]
"Like a diamond in the sky"

"Twinkle, twinkle, Little star"

"How I wonder what you are"

- My mother used to sing that to me.
- How obscure.

- I'm so tired.
- You can't sleep. Not yet.

- Why?
- Because we need to talk.

[footsteps approaching]

Eat. You need to keep
your strength up.

Do you have a name?

I'm Grace.

- Who are you?
- You know.

No, I don't know.

I'm your father.

Dad?

I know it sounds corny,
but you get to an age...

You get to an age where you think
about everything you did wrong as a parent.

- Don't take this the wrong way.
- I know.

I don't look so good.

I wanted so many things for you, Sam,
and look what it's brought you instead.

Sure.

But the massive headache
really takes the edge off it all.

Are you happy, Sam?

- What?
- Just answer the question.

Well, at the moment
things are a little rough,

but in general, sure, I'm happy.

No, you're not.

You're content.

You're satisfied.

You're in control.

- And that's the problem.
- Okay.

I'm really not following here.

I'm saying you're missing
something vital from your life.

And the sad part is you have
no idea what I'm talking about.

Dad, I am happy.

I've seen and done things most
people couldn't even dream of.

- I have an incredible life.
- And yet you're alone.

Well, lately the dating
scene's been a little stale,

but then again
I am marooned on a spaceship.

No. Always.

For as long as she was alive,
your mother showed me a world

beyond just ambition and career.

She gave my life
meaning and balance.

It was my honor to love her for
the short time she was with me.

And if I were young again
and I met her for the first time,

even knowing her fate,
I would do it all over again.

That is love.

Sam, I know you've denied
yourself the experience,

because you think it must
inevitably end in pain and loneliness.

[sobs]

It's time to let go of the things that
prevent you from finding happiness.

You deserve to love someone

and be loved in return.

[alarm blaring]

Report, Colonel.

This one was a bust too, sir.

In fact, these folks were more
in the dark than the first bunch.

They were indeed
a primitive society.

Whatever. They hadn't seen
any sign of the ship.

We're oh-for-seven on this, sir.

Have you heard from the Tok'ra?

Well, they've completed an initial
trace of the Prometheus' route.

There's no sign of it at any of the
designated cool-down coordinates.

You're assuming
they stayed on course.

They're currently
expanding their search,

conducting long-range scans of several
systems adjacent to the route home.

Hopefully, we'll hear
something from them soon.

[door opens]

I don't wanna hear it.

Good. 'Cause I'm not
in the mood.

All right. What?

When Colonel Maybourne and
yourself were stranded offworld,

Major Carter felt a similar
sense of frustration.

She despaired at the thought
of never seeing you again.

Not you?

Indeed.

You are like a brother
to me, O'Neill.

You're like, what, 1407

A younger brother perhaps.
But that is not my point.

Look, T, I know what
you're trying to do.

And I appreciate it.

Wanna try?

It's fun.

I remember
when I was a little girl,

I used to wonder
how a bubble could exist.

You see, there's this thing
called surface tension.

When molecules bind together
in a certain way...

Boring.

Here, just try it.

See? Fun.

Yeah.

[Jack] All right, Carter. Come
on, on your feet. Let's go.

I was wondering
when you were gonna show up.

- You just gonna sit there?
- Too tired, sir.

Samantha, I'm a figment
of your imagination.

You're gonna call me "sir"?

Old habit. Sorry.

- So, are you gonna save yourself or what?
- I've tried.

Just giving up, then?

I just don't know what else
to do right now.

You'll think of something.

You came to give me a pep talk?

That's what friends are for.

- Friends.
- Hey! This is you talking here.

Might as well be honest.

What if I quit the air force?

Would that change anything,
or is it just an excuse?

I would never ask you
to give up your career.

Because you don't
feel anything for me?

- Carter?
- I'd let you go right now if I knew.

That easy?

I didn't say it would be easy.

Then what's stopping you,
if you really wanna know?

I'm trying.

Maybe it's not me
that's the problem here.

Let's face it,
I'm not that complex.

Me?

Sam, I'm a safe bet.

As long as I'm thinking
about you,

setting my sights on
what I think is unattainable,

there's no chance of
being hurt by someone else.

Jacob was right.

You deserve more.

I will always be there
for you, no matter what.

Believe me.

So what now?

GO save your ass.

One last thing.

Never mind.

[rumbling]

[metal straining]

[alarm blaring]

- What do you want?
- What do you mean?

Whoever you are, I know why
everyone else keeps showing up.

Why are you here?
What do you want from me?

I don't want anything,
but you do.

"Then the traveler in the dark,
thanks you for your tiny spark.

How could he see where to go,
if you did not twinkle so?"

[keys clacking]

- What you looking at?
- It's complicated.

Try me.

I'm gonna try to save myself
with a bubble.

How?

The hyperdrive won't fully
engage because of the cloud,

but maybe it doesn't have to.

If I can dial down the power
flow to the hyperdrive emitter,

theoretically I should be able to
cause a partial shift into hyperspace,

essentially taking the ship
out of the cloud's space-time.

Hopefully, it's just enough to eliminate
its effects on the sublight engines.

- Neat.
- Yeah.

Sam, what are you doing?

I believe she's attempting to
rescue her fellow crew members.

[Daniel]
What, from them? That's crazy.

Get back to Earth
and then bring in the cavalry.

- There's no time.
- [Teal'c] I agree.

- The alien vessel is too formidable.
- Will you guys shut up?

Just let her work.

This is Major Samantha Carter of
the US Air Force vessel Prometheus.

Can you hear me?

[radio static]

I'm thinking you've been stuck
in here just as long as I have.

The only difference is,
I've found a way out.

[radio static]

Here's the deal.

Return my crew,

everyone, intact, and let us go,

and I'll help you
get outta here.

Do we have a deal?

What the hell just happened?

It's a long story, sir.
Just bear with me.

I'm activating a hyperspace
bubble to include the alien vessel.

We're gonna bring it with us
out of the cloud.

Major?

I'll explain everything
soon enough, sir.

Now what?

We see if they keep
their end of the bargain.

[sighs]

Well done, Major.

Sir, with your permission I'd
like to relieve myself of duty now.

Easy. Get her to the infirmary.

[Jack] Hey.

Jack?

Excuse me?

Sorry, sir.

Yes, well...

A massive concussion
will tend to disorient one.

How long was I out there?

It's all relative, Carter, that
whole time-space continuum thing.

- Sir.
- Four days.

I could have sworn it was weeks.

Teal'c and Daniel say hi.

They're planning a little bit of a
shindig for when you're up and around.

There's talk of cake.

- A cake?
- My idea.

Can't wait.

Need anything? Magazine? Yo-yo?

I'm fine.

Yes, you are.

Thank you, sir.

For what?

Nothing.

Think nothing of it.
I've got plenty of that.

[girl singing] "Twinkle,
twinkle Little star"

"How I wonder what you are"

[theme music playing]