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Look at this. I know!

It's beautiful.

Female?

Queen.

I think so. Look at the dorsal structure.

Uh, 56—11,

archaeological survey p3x—888,

dig site four.

Five! Five.

Uh, subject queen, primordial Goa'uld,

as evidenced by the enlarged pectoral musculature

and dorsal structure.

This Goa'uld ancestor appears to have been a...

Cleopatra.

Well, I found her. I getto name her.

No, Cleo.

Cleo, as she has been so colorfully named

by Robert rothman,

appears to have been a predator,

not parasitical.

Confirming my theory that the Goa'uld evolved

for millions of years

in the prehistoric oceans of this planet

before ever taking on hosts.

Let's get a sedimentary timeline

before we jump to conclusions here, please.

Uh, testing for naquada levels.

Wow.

Nothing, not even trace amounts.

We didn't find any naquada in brutus or Julius, either.

It must become part of their Goa'uld makeup

later in their evolution. That's...

Significant.

How so?

I have no idea.

Uh, let's crate this one.

Loder!

Rothman: Mmm. Have some.

No, thank you.

Go ahead. Hawkins can make a water run.

I love ordering those military types around.

Hawkins!

Um... Mark this one Cleo, and...

Don't ask.

Roth man: Move, move!

Move, move!

Rothman: Daniel!

Unscheduled off—world activation.

It's sg—I I, sir.

Open the Iris.

Yes, sir.

Daniel's with them, isn't he?

They're not due to check in

for 2 more days.

Dr. Rothman!

What is it? What happened?

Where's the rest of your team?

Loder's dead.

Some sort of indigenous life form.

It killed loder.

The rest of my team went after it.

Daniel?

No, no, no. Ittook Daniel.

That's why the others went after it.

How long ago?

I don't know, maybe 3 hours.

Daniel was still alive.

That thing was dragging him!

You saw it?

Just for a second.

Request permission to lead search and rescue, sir.

But if I had a guess, I'd say...

It was an unas!

A what?

It was like that... That thing you described

in your mission report from cimmeria.

Basically, we're talking about

a Goa'uld with teeth and claws, sir.

Teal'c: Not necessarily, O'Neill.

What do you mean?

Daniel believed that 888 was the planet from which

all Goa'uld symbiotes originated.

It may be that there are unas there

who have never been taken as hosts.

We're still talking about a big, stinky monster.

Makes no difference.

Indeed it does.

These unas will be far more primitive

and lack the regenerative powers of unas

we have previously encountered.

So what would a primitive unas

want with Daniel?

Recommend units one and 2, p—9os.

I also recommend we take off right now, sir.

You have a go.

Thank you.

All right, listen up!

We're a little pressed for time here,

so this is going to have to serve as your

mission briefing.

Daniel Jackson has been dragged off

by a creature called an unas.

This is a search and rescue.

Any questions?

Uh... yes, I have one.

Wh en exactly were you gonna tell me

when we were leaving?

I wasn't.

Move out.

Coburn: Stargate is secure, sir.

Make sure it stays that way, sergeant.

Yes, sir.

Sierra Gulf I—I—niner,

this is Sierra Gulf I—niner. Come in.

Sierra Gulf leader, do you read?

Sir, the u.A.V. Is switch ed to automatic

and is flying a search pattern. Nothing yet.

Daniel Jackson would have contacted us

by radio by now if he were able.

What about sg—I I?

Well, they could all be out of range.

The unas would be capable of traversing

great distances in a shorttime.

Well, we know they're not here.

Teal'c, take point.

Pierce, you've got our 6.

Yes, sir.

Roth man... you're with me.

Jackson: Ok...

I know it seems... Completely unlikely

that you understand a word I'm saying,

but, uh...

I've gone just about as far as I can...

Go at this particular pace, so...

With your permission...

I'm gonna fall down now.

Rest.

This is a...

Athing you should become familiar with.

Rest...

It means, uh...

Rest.

That's close.

Try again.

Grr... rest.

This...

This is, uh...

Nothing that...

You need to be worried about.

This is a...

Radio.

It's, uh...

So my friends can find me, and...

Shoot you.

Uh...

This is Daniel Jackson,

if anyone can hear me.

Ah! Unh.

Ok, I get it. No more...

Radio. Radio bad.

Do you speak any kind of language at all?

I mean, you must be intelligent.

I mean, you made that...

Necklace...

And...

Those...

Clothes.

Ah, yeah...

Yeah, yeah, that was refreshing.

Thank you, I...

I'm good for another 10 miles.

Carter: Sir.

O'Neill: Yeah?

Fairly strong r.D.F. Signal.

It's gone now.

Not long enough to triangulate.

Roth man: So, what——what—— What does that mean?

Daniel may have tried to use his radio.

Man: Could be sg—I I.

U.a.v. Picked up something.

I can't explain why it died out.

All right, let's pick it up.

Yes!

Rest. This is, uh...

This is good. This is...

Rest.

This some sort of meditation, or...

This is Dr. Daniel Jackson.

Uh, in case anybody finds this...

I met a wonderful new friend...

And he's taking me on a long journey

to see his planet.

I'm just making notes.

At the moment, my main concern

is that my new friend is...

An aboriginal unas

its un—goa'ulded state,

and...

That I'm the evening meal.

It, uh...

Or, rather, he...

Appears to have underdeveloped

chin and facial horns,

uh, which indicate

he could be a subspecies...

Possibly ajuvenile.

Shut up?

I——I understood that.

We're communicating.

Schakka.

Schakka.

Is that what you call yourself?

Schakka?

Daniel.

I'm Daniel.

Schakkais something else?

Schakkais the moons?

This is some sort of moon chant?

The moons coming into alignment?

Moon chant—— what was ithinking?

Sheish.

Sh eish!

Sh eish...

Sheish, what is that?

Schakka Kay go!

Sh eish!

Schakka Kay go!

U.a.v.

Sh eish.

U.a.v.

This is my friends... Looking for me.

Sh eish!

Schakka Kay go!

You're frightened.

It's ok.

It won't hurt you.

It won't hurt you.

O'Neill: Sierra Gulf I—I—niner,

this is Sierra Gulf I—niner.

Come in.

We're somewhere on your 6 joining the search,

do you read?

Where the hell is Hawkins?

U.a.v. Will have run out of fuel by now.

Maybe an unas got him.

H ey!

Water.

I need water.

Key ka.

Key ka.

Key ka.

Key.

Dead.

Key kameans dead?

Danger?

Ka.

Ok, kameans no.

Right.

I won't do that again.

Rothman: Loder was killed over there.

He appears to have been killed

by a being of great strength.

What was loder doing?

Packing up fossilized Goa'uld for transport back to earth.

You guys weren't doing anything

that would've provoked an attack?

I——I don't know.

You know, rothman, I'm so glad you came.

Ok, then no. I doubt it very much.

You see, we'd been at the dig for 3 weeks

doing exactly what loder's been doing for 3 weeks.

Look atthis.

They got off a hell of a lot of shots.

Our theory appears to be correct, O'Neill.

The stride, width, and shape of these footprints

appears to be consistent with that of an unas.

Can you track it?

Indeed.

Colonel O'Neill!

I found him just standing there,

staring off into space.

Colonel.

Where's the rest of your men?

We were attacked.

Sanchez is dead for sure.

I don't know what happened after that...

We got split up.

I was hoping some of them might have made it...

Back.

Oh, god.

Major, we've been trying to contact you

for the last few hours.

My men are dead, aren't they?

Look, Hawkins...

I can't spare anybody to take you back to the Stargate.

You're gonna have to stick with us.

Can you do that?

Whatever you say, sir.

Let's move out.

Carter: Sir, ithink we should rest.

All right, go to ground.

Boots on, no fire.

I'll take first watch.

This your cave?

Your cave?

It's nice.

Grr.

Nan.

Nan...

Nanis—is Goa'uld?

Is, uh, a symbiote?

Nan?

Grr.

Na—an.

Eat. Nanis eat. Of course.

No. You know, if I am the main course,

I'd rather you fill up on the appetizers, so...

No, um...

Ka.

Nan!

Ka.

Nan.

Ka.

Nan.

Ka.ha ha.

Nan. Ha ha ha.

Right, uh, yes,

toss the symbiote head.

That's, uh, very, very popular,

very, very interesting.

Yes. All the kids are doing this.

Uh, oh. Look out.

In the fire, but...

Nan.

Ka!

Now, don't say ka until you've tried it.

Nan.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Ooh.

Grr.

Mmm.

Nnn.

Rrr.

That's funny,

I—I met my father—in—law like this.

Rrr.

Yeah. Like that.

Rothman...

Hmm?

What?

Colonel?

You notice anything weird about Hawkins?

Weird?

Different.

Different?

Odd.

Odd? Rothman!

Well, I'm still not awake yet,

colonel, I'm sorr. Y

well, you work with him.

Just tell me if you notice anything...

Out of the ordinary.

He seems like...

Hawkins. I—I—— That's the way he is.

You sure?

No.

It's not my thing.

What isn't? People.

I mean, give me a million—year—old fossil,

and I'll tell you what it had for breakfast,

but I—I'm not too good at people.

They're too recent.

I'm in a cave.

There are crude drawings——pictographs.

The unas seems to have a comprehension

of Goa'uld symbiote species structure

as well as their ability to blend.

Obviously, the unas who were taken over

must have figured out how to work the Stargate

and left, butwhy not all of them?

This unas wears a strange, bony neckpiece.

At first, ithought it was purely ornamental,

but now, I suspect it must serve

as some small... Safeguard to protect

against symbiotes penetrating the neck.

Some of the aboriginal unas must have realized

that their kind were being taken over,

and——andtaken refuge in these caves.

This is a rite of passage.

There are parallels in earth culture.

Um, for example, the Maasai warriors of Africa

killed lions in order to be recognized

as adult warriors.

Ithinki understand what it is you're doing.

Mock tall.

Ka!

Kay ka.

Grr.

I think I've just been marked for death.

Carter: Teal'c, we're moving out!

Come no closer.

What was that?

Lower your weapons.

What?

One or more of you may have become host

to a Goa'uld during your watch.

Teal'c, that doesn't make any sense. I don't sense—...

Because you, yourself

may have been compromised.

What makes you think

there are Goa'uld around here?

These waters abound with them.

Anyone who has ventu red

near the edge has put themselves at risk.

No. The Goa'uld fossils we found

were millions of years old.

We've been on this planet for weeks.

Then perhaps you maintain the pretense

of being human.

Ithinkiwould know

if there was a snake in my head.

Carter?

I can't explain it, sir. I don't even sense

the ones that are in the water.

Daniel and I found no traces of naquada

in the symbiote fossil. Maybe that's why—...

Enough!

Relinquish your weapons immediately.

Capt. Griff: Hold on!

How do we know you're not one of them?

Symbiotes can't blend with a Jaffa.

Yeah. Well, look at my neck. Do you see a scar?

A Goa'uld may enter through the mouth,

leaving no visible scar.

Therefore, it may be impossible

to tell whom among you has been taken

and whom has not.

Sir, Teal'c is right.

He's the only one we can be sure of,

including you and me.

Do as he says.

What about Daniel?

None of you can be trusted to proceed.

Griff: You think you can bring Daniel

back alone?

I do, and iwill.

Sergeant coburn...

Coburn.

One or more of our team

may have been compromised by a Goa'uld parasite.

How many?

That may be impossible to determine

until we return with them to earth.

I intend to restrain them at this location

and proceed alone. What?

I will leave this frequency open

so that you may locate th em and return to the s.G.C.

Take extreme caution.

We're on our way. Coburn out.

Bindtheir hands and feet tightly with those.

I will then do the same to you, O'Neill.

Grr!

It's ok.

It's ok.

Look...

I can help you with that,

if you let me.

But you have to trust me.

I'm telling you, it's got to be Hawkins.

Trust in me, O'Neill.

What if I'm not O'Neill?

Then iwas not talking to you.

What if one of those unas come by?

What do we do then?

Teal'c didn't have any other choice, captain.

Yeah.

I don't suppose

you know the story

of androcles and the lion?

Schakka.

What is schakka?

Look, obviously,

we don't need to be enemies, here.

I mean, uh, I want to go home.

I mean, don't get me wrong,

I mean, I—it has been a hoot,

but, uh...

I did just pass up a chance to kill you...

Grr.

Please, let me go.

This is ridiculous.

I'm not a Goa'uld.

Then why didn't you say so?

Could've straightened this whole thing out.

So, which one of you is it?

All right. Anybody with a snake

in their head, raise their hand.

Damn.

Um... Teal'c!

Teal'c!

Teal'c!

Teal'c!

It took you long enough.

You are welcome, O'Neill.

I knew if there was a Goa'uld among you,

he would be strong enough to free himself.

You have to wait long enough to make sure

Hawkins wasn't the only one.

Yes.

You satisfied now?

I am.

I'm glad that's over with.

Grr.

Uhh!

Aah!

You going to live?

Yeah. I think so.

Meet up with coburn.

Head back to the Stargate.

Yeah.

How long do you figure he was a Goa'uld?

Could've been the whole time. We just didn't know.

They deserve a decent burial, sir.

Yes, th ey do.

We'll take care of it, sir.

Go find Dr. Jackson.

Yeah.

Teal'c: We're very close behind.

It's red.

There's not much of it.

That's something.

Teal'c: Th is way.

You're good.

Look, I know we've got the beginnings

of a beautiful friendship, here,

but I'm not sure your folks

are going to understand.

Grr!

Ka Kay ka.

Ka nan.

Toch.

Schakka.

Skanat, schakka.

Don't! Don't, don't, don't shoot.

Sho eyay Jay!

This started out as some sort

of rite of passage.

Maybe the Alpha male was expecting

the younger one to offer me up

for some kind of feast.

Toch! Schakka.

Ka nan!

Instead, ithink the younger one's

trying to bring me into his clan.

Why?

We've communicated. We're friends.

Friends?

Grr!

Ka!

Don't!

I thinkthe younger one is trying to tell

the clan that he's found

something good for them.

And they're buying that?

No. I don'tthink so.

Ka!

Kay ka!

Daniel?

What did you just say?

I think I just asked him notto kill me.

Grr.

Grr.

Grr.

He just became the Alpha male.

Grr.

Dan—e—e—I.

Ka.

I have to go now. Thank you.

Schakka.

Schakka.

What'd that mean?

I have no idea.

But I think I've just been invited

to come back one day and find out.