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Zulu
O'Neill: Anybody home?
Jackson: Jack, it may as well be the moon out here.
If there ever was anybody home,
they've been gone a hundred thousand years or more.
Teal'c: This world is most definitely tal lak.
Though it once supported life,
it is now extinct.
Well, the probe picked up an e.M. Source
coming from something.
My guess...
That thing.
That's the same e.M. Frequencies
we picked up from the probe.
Sir, this artifact, or whatever it is,
is definitely the source.
Are we in danger?
No, sir. I don'tthink so.
Not at the moment.
But, I mean, this is incredible.
If Daniel's right,
this arti fact has been doing this
since neanderthals were still
a dominant species on earth.
Oh, that takes me back.
Look atthis writing of some kind.
It's so tiny.
What does it do?
Well, it's maintaining an interior temperature
of 33 degrees fahrenheit,
it's generating an electromagnetic field
and emitting small amounts
of Alpha, gamma, and delta radiation.
Oh, I knew that.
Why does it do that?
I'm trying to make a threat assessment here, captain.
Well, I don't know what it is, sir,
but it's got a power source more advanced
than anything we've ever come across.
Including the Goa'uld.
It's atime capsule.
Well, that's an educated guess,
but imagine your civilization
is facing a great cataclysm.
The end is coming, you know it—...
I mean, wouldn't you leave something behind?
Something thattold whoever came after
who you were?
Or how you died.
Yes. I mean, imagine what you could learn
about your own fate.
When a Goa'uld's world is taken by another in battle,
he will sometimes leave behindthe means
to destroy the conoueror.
You think it might be a booby trap?
Booby?
Well, I——I don'tthink we're talking about the Goa'uld here.
I mean, whoever this civilization was,
they went to great pains
to leave this artifact behind,
like a message in a bottle.
You buying this, Teal'c?
The benefit may outweigh the risk.
Earth could sure use a power source
that lasts for thousands of years.
All right. Pack it up.
Let's go home.
Yes, sir.
We acquired a package, sir.
I recommend level 3 precautions.
Technician: Wormhole disengaged.
Supportteams go.
Careful with it. It's heavy.
Start a spectral analysis right away.
Oh, and input a detailed imaging
of the outer surface into the computer.
Hammond: Everything go as planned, colonel?
Oh, one small step, one giant leap—...
That kind of stuff, sir.
We'll debrief in one hour.
Welcome home, sg—I.
Well, we can add
to the periodic table.
Lieutenant, I'd like to record this.
Lieutenant: Whatever you say, captain.
Try to relax, Graham,
or it's gonna be a long day.
You know, I don'tthink it's the arti fact.
He gets nervous like that every time he's around you.
Maybe a crush.
Uh, we're recording now.
Thank you, lieutenant.
Oops.
H ey, th e arti fact!
Notice the writing.
So tiny it can't be read by the naked eye.
Hammond: What does it say?
Uh, we think it's a set of instructions.
On how to...
Open it.
Wethinkit, uh, we thinkit opens.
Well, I'm sure there's much more to it than that.
I mean, there's the equivalent
of a thousand pages of text
on the exterior surface alone.
What about the object's interior?
We know very little.
Dr. Fraiser is supervising
a positron emission typography right now.
You knowi have the highest respect for your abilities,
but the n.I.D. Wants a look at the thing.
Well, I recommend against shipping the artifact
anywhere just yet, general.
Since Daniel Jackson's theory on the orb's function
has yet to be confirmed, it is best for it
to remain in close proximity to the Stargate...
At least for the moment.
You're scheduled to visit p4g—88i.
Which is a primordial world
with absolutely no civilization whatsoever,
andtherefore no need to bring along
an archeologist.
I'm willing to delay that mission for 24 hours
in order to confirm your theory.
That's not enough time.
But we'll take it.
Thank you.
Ok, let's try another x—ray series.
Y—axis this time.
Daniel: Sam.
Yeah?
Up until now
I've been sort of going on the assumption
thatthis is a sort of page one.
It's relatively isolated from the other groupings.
Now I'm thinking it's numerical.
It may be the basis of their mathematics.
Right. That's what I thought.
So, if these smaller symbols
represent exponents—...
Then this sequence grows exponentially
to become Avery big number.
Right. Andthat is...
Information I can't use.
Good morning, campers! Sleep well? I did.
Oh, it can't be morning.
Ah, but it is.
We ship out at... Oh, 1300 hours.
Ok, Jack, talk to general Hammond—...
Nope. Iwantyou both rested and ready to go.
That's an order.
Yes, sir.
Jack, come on.
Daniel...
Sg—I is a field unit. You know that.
You can't have it both ways.
When we get back, you can visit.
We've got a spike.
Uh, an e.M. Spike across the wide band.
What?
Interior temperature is increasing.
40 degrees fahrenheit.
Captain...
I don't know, sir.
I don'tthink we've done anything.
Daniel: Maybe we woke it up
Graham: 60 degrees!
Radiation levels?
Uh, Alpha particle generation
within the object's magnetic field
has increased 400——600%.
Sir, I recommend we return the artifact
to p5c—353 now!
Go tell them to start dialing.
Go!
Graham: 100 degrees!
Any idea what we're dealing with here?
No, sir.
Well, ithink we can rule out time capsule.
Start dialing up p5c—353 right away!
By whose orders?
Colonel O'Neill. Do it.
Yes, sir.
Dr. Jackson?
It's the arti fact, sir.
Something's wrong.
The temperature is still increasing.
110 degrees.
We'll need to put our suits back on.
Well, there's no time for that.
We'll just open the gate and th row it back th rough.
Teal'c, give me a hand here.
It does not wish to be removed.
That's too damn bad.
Chevron 6 encoded.
Out of the way, people!
Technician: Chevron 7 locked.
Get out of there!
Oohnohhnaaah! Aaaaah!
Get security down there!
Putthe base on full alert!
We——we need a medical team!
Technician: Security to the embarkation room!
Teal'c!
Medical team to the embarkation room.
Teal'c... kill it!
Oh, god.
Sir, the, uh, Stargate.
Shut it down.
Colonel!
Goes rightthrough his shoulder into the concrete.
Oh, my god.
Get something to support his legs.
Soldier: Yes, sir.
What can you tell me?
I don't know, but it's still hot.
Be careful.
Temperature's 133 and holding.
This wound is too clean.
There should be blood.
I don't know why there isn't more trauma.
Where in the hell is Teal'c?!
It's gone right through the scapula.
Colonel, why aren't you—...
Teal'c!
Shoot it!
Sir?
Shoot it!
I suggest you observe from the control room.
Everybody out of here.
Teal'c, fire when ready.
With respect, general, this is a mistake.
Why?
Because we don't know how much
of that staff energy will be transferred
through the object into the colonel.
Your objection is noted.
Do it!
Again!
Aaaaaah!
No change.
Sir, it just absorbed the energy.
Teal'c: This weapon's ineffective.
I shall try another.
No!
Sir, that staff energy had to have gone somewhere.
We could be feeding it what it wants,
for all we know.
I want a cutting torch down there.
If it's made of the same nonterrestrial alloys
as the shell on the orb itself,
then it is several hundred times
stronger than steel.
Sir, with your permission.
Colonel O'Neill,
this is going to take some time.
I don't really give a damn
what colonel maybourne has to say on the subject.
I've made my decision.
Unless I'm ordered to do otherwise,
I'm not allowing anyone in or out of this facility
until we can send the damn thing back
where it came from.
No, general, thank you.
The n.I.D. People want to see it.
Even knowing what it's done to the colonel.
Especially knowing what it's done to the colonel.
They're hoping we've found some kind of weapon
we can one day use againstthe Goa'uld.
All I can tell them is what it isn't.
General, I don't know whatto say.
I wanted the artifact to be something wonderful.
You have nothing to apologize for, son.
We broughtthings back from all over the galaxy.
One of 'em's finally snapped us in the ass.
We managed to collect a significant amount of data
before it hit the fan, sir.
Then I suggest you getto it.
Dismissed.
This is Hammond. Lock up the mountain.
Authorization code red—beta.
Initiate wildfire.
Attention—...
Level 4 quarantine is now in effect.
Switching to internal power and life support.
H ot.
I know.
You have Avery high fever.
It's being caused by an infection.
I'm gonna give you a broad spectrum antibiotic
to help fight it.
The artifact's internal temperature
just leveled off at
sergeant...
Your progress here is unsatisfactory.
Can't go any faster, sir.
This is the hardest stuff I've ever come across.
Then iwill delay you no further.
We're gonna need everyone's help
colonel O'Neill is alive,
but obviously he's in trouble.
The data we managed to gather before this happened
is all in the base computer.
It's not much, but it's all we have.
Use it.
Don't rule anything out
and don't make any assumptions.
I'll be leading the translation team.
And we'll be working out of the astrophysics lab,
but we're all gonna have to worktogether on this one.
Any questions?
So, obviously, we're dealing with a weapon.
That's an assumption, captain.
All right, let's get to work.
How is he?
He's developed an infection.
I've got him pumped full of antibiotics,
which, amazingly, seemed to have
slowed his progress.
Why is that amazing?
Ithinkyou should see this.
It's mobile like a bacteria,
but small like avirus
an d slightly radioactive.
Definitely alien.
Andthey also seem to bond in chains.
And it's infected the colonel.
This is why I wanted you to see it.
I took this from a section
of colonel O'Neill's uniform
around his wound.
Well, what are you saying,
it's infected his clothes as well as living tissue?
And it's metabolizing the fibers
exactly as if it was living tissue.
Like an indiscriminate form
of necrotizing fasceitus.
Flesh—eating disease.
Ok, you said slightly radioactive.
Yeah.
Lieutenant...
We used ultraviolet when we performing tests
on the Iris's structural integrity.
Right.
Yeah.
Uh, let's get some uv units in the gate room.
Teal'c, colon El...
It's gonna get a little dark in there
for just a few seconds while we try something.
Ok, bringing up the uv lights... now.
Oh, my god.
This is an even bigger problem than we thought.
Captain Carter...
What's happening to me?
Carter: This organism can eat th rough
virtually any substance.
Even concrete.
This entire complex is made of concrete.
Worse than that, we've already determined
that it's got a taste for the base wiring,
which means that it's going to affect—...
Or rather, infect—...
Our computers and communications.
Then we need to kill it.
How do we do that?
We've sprayed around the base computer mainframe
with a sort of pesticide,
but it hasn't even slowed the organism down.
What was that you just gave me?
Tetracyclin e.
It's keptthe infection at bay in colonel O'Neill
and it seems to work prophylactically
in everyone else I've managed to get a shot in, too.
But, sir, I'll need more—...
Absolutely not. A wildfire directive
means nothing in or out. You know that.
Sir, lieutenant Simmons' infection
is even more far gone than colonel O'Neill's.
But he's allergic to tetracycline,
and none of the alternatives I have on base—...
Don't make me repeat myself, doctor.
With your permission, sir,
I'd better get back to the infirmary.
Captain.
Sir?
I need your honest assessment.
Can we beat this thing?
Well, like the colonel always says,
never give up, right?
I'm not sure, sir.
Maybe it's time we considered
evacuating personnel th rough the Stargate.
I thought of that, but to where?
There's no guarantee that we can stop the organism
from coming through the gate along with us.
I don'tthink we have the right
to infect another world.
Well, there are a number of uninhabited worlds
we could gate through.
Albeit, most are uninhabited
for good reason.
Even if we could evacuate a number of survivors,
practically every one of us is now infected
by the organism to some degree.
Without antibiotics, we'd all be like
lieutenant Simmons by now.
The survivors would run out of supplies
within a few days.
At least th ey'd have that much time
to find a solution.
It's not worth the risk in my opinion, sir.
We don't even know whatthe orb would do
if we tried to activate the Stargate again.
Very well.
We'll make our stand right here, captain.
Yes, sir.
It won'ttake us without a fight, sir.
Damn right it won't.
Teal'c...
I am here, O'Neill.
It's hot.
Fever burns within you.
You?
The symbiote I carry appears to protect me.
Way to go, junior.
Dr. Fraiser will find a cure.
Teal'c, you don't have to stick around.
Undomesticated equines could not remove me.
Wild horses, Teal'c.
It's...
That's a joke.
You told a joke.
Don't make me laugh, please.
Very well.
You're a good man, my friend.
As are you...
My friend.
Siler: Sir?
Just about through here.
It's moving!
Aaaaah! Yaaaah!
Teal'c.
It will not allow us to free you, O'Neill.
God...
God... help.
All right.
Presuming this is page one,
and presuming this sequence is of whole numbers
that indicates exponential growth,
what does that mean?
Well, it——it could represent the growth pattern
of the alien organism.
And so far its spread has followed an exponential curve.
All right. So from that,
we can extrapolate that it's a warning.
This organism will continue to grow
and expand exponentially until... what?
I mean, until we die?
I mean, if——if that's what it says,
what's the point of saying it?
Hey, try——try turning the page.
Maybe the answer's there.
Right.
Hey.
How's the pain?
It's not too bad.
Well, I'm gonna give you something for it anyway.
H ey...
If you see captain Carter...
Tell you what, lieutenant.
She has to come down in a couple of hours
for her booster, so...
I'll make sure I send her over.
I was right.
Teal'c's staff blast gave the organism
energy it needed to spread like this.
It's reproducing because we fed it.
Damn! Why did I let them do that?
Ok, so it feeds on energy.
How do we use that?
It feeds on everything.
Have the co2 levels gone up?
Yeah, but the scrubbers are handling it.
Like fire.
Add energy, a fire burns hotter.
Add fuel, it burns longer.
But it can't live without one thing.
Oxygen. Yes!
We can't either.
Yeah, but at least we can slow it down.
What's happening?
It's gotten into our computers.
Keep working.
Man: This way, this way!
You can't come this way, captain.
It's eaten through a steam pipe.
Hello!
Somebody!
Somebody! Hello?
Daniel! Yeah, I'm stuck in here!
Get the doors open!
Hurry up!
It's eating through the control panel.
Sam. I'm ok.
I'll explain later.
General, sir, I have something.
What is he doing?
Teal'c is trying to stop the spread of the organism
at the source.
Tell him to stop.
Why? It seems to be working.
Only because the fire is temporarily consuming
the oxygen in the room.
It feeds on energy.
Sir, I'm asking you to trust me.
Teal'c...
Stand down.
We're going to try another approach.
Ok. The organism needs oxygen to reproduce.
Now, since we're on internal power and life support,
we can adjust the co2 scrubbers
and lower the oxygen levels.
How low are we talking?
We'll start at 8%, but we have to start now.
Do it. Yes, sir.
General Hammond, sir.
Ithinkyou should see this.
Computer: Auto—self—destruct has been initiated.
I didn't touch a thing.
The self—destruct countdown
just started on its own.
General?
In the event of containment failure,
wildfire kicks in automatically.
Sir, we have to deactivate the autodestruct.
We have a responsibility to make sure
the organism does not leave the mountain, captain.
With all due respect, sir, I don'tthinkyou understand.
It can feed on the energy from a staff blast.
How far do you think it will spread
if the autodestruct goes off?
I need 2 officers to override.
The organism's invaded our computers.
It won't recognize our codes.
The device's internal clock has been activated.
We can't stop it without the computer.
Then in just under 3 hours,
the organism will be fed enough energy
to spread across the face of the earth.
O'Neill: I blew it.
I screwed up.
I also believed we should retrieve the object.
It was my decision.
If we are to meet the challenge of the Goa'uld,
and further your race,
risks must be taken.
Your decision was correct.
Your idea seems to be working.
Yeah. Slowed the progress of the organism
by almost 90%.
Yeah, I know. Don'tjump up and down now,
or you'll get my other patients all excited.
You know, even in a completely anarobic environment,
the organism just goes dormant.
All we've done is buy ourselves a little time
before...
I gotta get back to work.
Yeah, well, before you do,
if you wouldn't mind stopping by
to see lieutenant Simmons.
How's he doing?
Thanks.
Graham?
Captain Carter.
We're fighting this thing, Graham.
You just gotta hang in there, ok?
Before I...
I just wanted to say...
How much...
How am I doing so far?
You're just fine.
Come here.
Who?
What? Anybody. Just come here.
Look atthis.
Wait for it.
There.
That sym bol's on the artifact.
Yes, it is.
It's trying to communicate with us.
I——I think what we thought was gibberish
on all the computers
was actually the aliens' attempt
to communicate with us.
Maybe, but the symbols you're seeing
could also be from the random files
from our earlier research.
No. See, that's impossible.
See, I didn't start working on this sequence
until after the computers went down.
Assuming you're right,
what are they trying to communicate?
Well, they could be saying "take me to your leader"
for all I know. I have no idea.
The point is that they're trying.
We haven't even begun to consider
that what we're up against here is an alien intelligence.
We've treated it like a—— Like a disease, like a plague.
Not once have we stopped to listen.
How do we do that?
We let it grow.
What?
We increase the oxygen levels even higher than normal.
We hit it with another staff weapon blast—...
We let it do what it's been trying to do.
The exact opposite of the advice
you've been giving me up to now.
Which is it, captain?
General, sir,
we both know what will happen if we don't try something.
Dr. Fraiser says the organism bonds together in chains.
What if it's only capable of expressing that intelligence
once it reaches critical mass?
Well, even if you're right, and we let it take over the computers,
it's gonna be communicating in a language
that I can't translate without a point of reference.
Maybe colonel O'Neill didn't just get in the way.
Dr. Fraiser said there was no blood.
There was practically no trauma around that wound.
Yet, with the force it struck him,
that's just not possible.
Unless it did it on purpose.
Yes!
We have to cut off his medication, sir.
Are you out of your mind?
If you do so,
O'Neill will die.
He'd want us to try this,
I know it.
Communicate with the organism through Jack?
Yes. I thinkthat's what it's been trying to do all along.
Oxygen levels now 30% above normal.
Sir?
Sir, I don't know if what we're about to try
is a good idea or not,
butyou have a right to know.
You might not survive it.
Ok, Teal'c.
Again.
We have to, again.
No pulse.
Good morning, campers.
This... is truly a strange feeling.
Colonel?
Yes. He is here.
Who else are we talking to?
We are also here.
My name is—— Hammond.
Yes. O'Neill knows.
Then you should also know we mean you no harm.
You awoke us.
We have only recently become aware
of your existence.
You would have returned us
to our former world.
We believed you were athreat to us.
We feared you.
And your fear would have destroyed us.
Millennia ago,
our world was dying.
We could no longer... live there.
For this reason,
we created the orb.
Where you slept for 100,000 years.
Yes, Daniel.
Waiting for someone to come along, like us,
and take you th rough the Stargate.
So it was written on the orb.
Once exposed to the atmosphere
of the living world,
we went forth.
And multiplied.
So it was written.
Computer: Auto—self—destruct in 4 minutes.
We cannot go back.
And we cannot allow you to stay.
O'Neill feels this as well.
However...
You have allowed us no alternatives.
General, we're almost out of time.
This place...
Admittedly out of our ignorance,
is about to be destroyed by an explosion.
Such energy only serves to nourish us.
We will multiply
and consume your world.
If you would allow us to restore our communications,
we could stop that from happening.
We would survive.
O'Neill desires this as well.
He wishes to live.
But what of us?
P4g—881!
It's——it's primordial. Lots of oxygen and sunlight,
like this world was a quarter billion years ago.
Sir, we can't open the Stargate
without the computers.
You would send us there?
Through your Stargate?
We would.
For what reason?
So that we both may survive.
We'll take you there ourselves.
Please!
Everything just shut down.
God help us.
Computer: Auto—self—destruct in 2 minutes.
Sir, sir, ithink the computers are rebooting!
Start dialing p4g—881 as soon as they're up!
Yes, sir.
Computer: Auto—self—destruct in one minute...
30 seconds.
Chevron 1 engaged.
Chevron 2 engaged.
Chevron 3 engaged.
Chevron 4 engaged.
Computer: Auto—self—destruct in one minute.
Technician: Chevron 5 engaged.
Chevron 6 engaged.
Chevron 7 locked.
Computer: Auto—self—destruct in 30 seconds.
20 seconds.
10... 9...
4... 3... 2...
Autodestruct is aborted.
Computer: Auto—self—destruct aborted.
Nice work.
It is good to see you alive and well, O'Neill.
Welcome back, Jack.
I thought you were gone for good, sir.
Wild horses, captain.
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