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Dr. Jordan.

Steven.

What are you doing here so late?

Actually,

I was just about to go
down to the lab.

We finally have a chance to do

a resonance scan
on the osiris charm.

Great, great.

Another couple of weeks,

and we never would have
known what was inside.

Well, we could always
break the seal and take a look.

Joking. Well, half joking.

The Egyptian government
expects these items

to be returned intact.

If we were in their place,

I'm sure—— sir, you watch.

The scan will reveal
that that canopic jar

contains the mummified heart
of a 3,000—year—old pharaoh,

and we're just handing it over.

I know. I know.

It's the find
of a lifetime, professor.

Yes.

Yes, it is.

You coming?

Yeah. I just have a few things.

I'll see you down there.

All right. Ok.

Good morning.

O'Neill: Hey.

What's that?

Um...

It's...

Teal'c is into this stuff.
I don't get it.

"A great week is
in store for you.

You'll be going on atrip."

Let me see that.

Oh, my god.

What?

He's dead.

Who?

My arch eology professor.

Steven: Dr. David Jordan
was a teacher,

a celebrated author,

a much—revered expert

in the field of archeology,

and yetto the end,
he remained first and foremost

a student,

guided by the simple desire...

To discover and understand.

It's fitting, then, that a man

who dedicated his life...

Who dedicated his life

to reviving the wonders
and majesty

of long—dead civilizations

should himself gain
a measure of immortality

through that
very accomplishment.

I worked with Dr. Jordan
for close to 15 years.

He was like a father to me.

Th rough his many successes...

And some of his bitter
disappointments...

I'll remember him always
as a, uh...

Dedicated arch eologist,

a kind and generous man,

and atrue friend.

The prodigal son returns.

Steven?

Sarah.

Daniel.

It's good to see you.

Yeah...

Despite the circumstances.

I know.

I still can't believe he's gone.

So, what exactly happened?
I mean, uh...

The paper I read
attributed his death

to the curse of osiris.

According to the police,

there was a slow
gas leak in the lab,

and something must have
caused a spark.

The whole place went up
he was killed instantly.

We would have called you,

but nobody knew
where to find you.

That's, uh——that's ok.

I'm glad you're here.

So, how long has it been?

4 years?

What have you been up to?

Uh, I've been busy.

Really?

I've looked for signs of you
out there on the fringes.

There's been no papers,
no research projects.

It's like you fell off
the face of the earth.

Yeah, it is a little
like that, isn't it?

As I recall, the
last time I saw you,

you were giving a lecture

to an empty room.

Oh. Uh, well, it was
full when I started.

Well, maybe the world
just wasn't ready

to hear thatthe pyramids
were built by aliens.

Or was it men from Atlantis?

Steven, please.

Yes, Steven, please.

Why did you come?

You managed to stay
away all this time.

If you're looking
for closure, Daniel,

I'd say you're a little late.

Always a pleasure, Steven.

So, are you doing anything or...

No. I'm all yours.

I'm sorry.

He's not usually like this.

The last couple of days
have been really hard on him.

Steven? No, he's right.

I should have come back sooner.

I guess I was...

Afraid I wouldn't be welcome.

Are you joking?

Even after everything
that happened,

Dr. Jordan never thought
any less of you.

You were his best student.

Yes, that became
the laughingstock

of the arch eological community.

He kept hoping
you'd find proof—...

Something to shut everyone up.

No, he thought iwas nuts.

That's not true.
Look, why do you think

it's so hard for Steven
to see you here?

He's always been in your shadow,

even after you left.

I hear his book's
on the bestseller list.

I know. He's getting a Porsche.

Ow!

I know.

Look, I have to admit,

ithoughtyou didn't
come back because of me.

No. No, that's... that's not it.

We could have ended it
better than we did.

Maybe.

The truth is, I got caught up

in something... incredible.

You found something, didn't you?

Something that supports
your theory. Tell me.

Come on. I can't.

Daniel!

Let's just say that what

the world knows
about ancient Egypt

barely scratch es the surface.

The truth is more incredible

than any of us ever imagined.

Now, that's the Daniel
I remember.

Come on.

I want to show you something.

As you were.

So, general, who's
getting assigned to sg—I?

No one.

I've decided to reschedule
your next mission

until Dr. Jackson returns.

You're all long overdue
for some personal leave.

Yes, sir.

Well, the leaving part
has been the problem.

Oh, ithink you'll make it

to the front door
before we realize

we can't do without you.

Dismissed.

Thank you, sir.

So, Carter, you finally
ready to take me up

on that fishing trip?

Uh, actually, sir,

I have a few projects on the go.

Oh, come on.

Are you're really
trying to tell me

you'd rather work
in the dark, dank,

dismal underground
than sit on a dock

with your feet perched up,
sipping a cold one

and casting for that
ever—elusive crappie?

Strange as it may
sound, sir, yes.

Have a good time.

To each his own.

Her. I meant "her."

So, Teal'c...

This will be great——
Justyou and me.

What do you say? Come on.

The loons.
Don't forgetthe loons.

I thought you might like to see

what we were working on
before the accident.

Wow. This stuff is incredible.

I only wish we had
more time with them.

The Egyptian government's made

a formal request
for their return.

We've been desperately
trying to learn

as much as we can
before the deadline.

"Woe to all who distu rb this,
my final resting place."

Careful, now.

All these artifacts are cursed.

Well, that's what they say.

Yeah, I read
something like that.

Every member of
the original expedition

in 1931 died within
ayear of the dig.

Then the ship transporting

these arti facts to america

sank off the coast of newjersey

6 months later.

The steward expedition.

Yes.

Those deaths were
attributed to mold spores

that were released when
they unsealed the chamber.

Mold spores aren't exactly
front—page material.

No, I guess not.

If these things went down
with the ship in 1931,

how didthey wind up here?

They found the wreck
a couple of months ago.

All these artifacts were still

in their packing crates.

They brought it up,

and they shipped them
to the museum.

We just got them last week.

Well, I can stay
for a couple more days

if you need some help
cataloging these.

What?

Something's missing.

Are you sure?

Positive. A gold amulet.

Daniel, I've gotto find it.

O'Neill: Just so we're
clear on this, sir...

It's going to be me, Teal'c,
and the great outdoors.

That means no cell phones,
no fax machines,

not another living soul
for miles.

We'll be unavailable,
inaccessible.

Incommunicado.

Minnesota, sir.

I stand corrected.

If there's an emergency
back at the base,

better plan ahead
andtell me now.

If Thor needs me,

he's going to have
to beam me up.

If th e tok'ra—— forget it.

Woman: Excuse
the state of things.

Budget cuts.

I'm straightening the mess up,

butthese things take time.

Oh, I understand.

So, what am I looking for?

Uh, an artifact
that went missing

from the steward expedition.

The Isis jar.

Uh, no, actually.

I'm, uh, referring
to a gold amulet

with a little ebony, um...

Uh, it's listed as item 14—c.

That was sent up to Dr. Jordan

along with the rest
of the arti facts.

You sure?

I sentthem myself.

I can show you the paperwork.

No.

Um, what's this, uh, Isis jar

you were talking about?

I'll show you.

That crate was mislabeled

when it came in.

I only found it
a couple of days ago.

Uh, this one?

Oh, yeah.

Never seen those symbols before.

Have you?

Uh, yes.

I'm going to need
to do atranslation.

Well, if you need me,
I'll be in the back,

cataloging the polynesian
death masks.

Carter.

Jackson, on phone: Sam, it's me.

Hang on a sec.

Thanks for your help, sergeant.

Yeah. No sweat, major.

Where are you?

Jackson: Lost in Chicago.

I'm in the basement of a museum

looking at what appears to be

an Egyptian burial jar.

Which may not seem
out of the ordinary

in a museum, granted,

but there's something else

besides the usual hieroglyphs.

There's a second set
of markings.

They're Goa'uld symbols.

There appears to be
no fish here, O'Neill.

T, it's not about
the actual fish themselves.

The fish are not important
in this context.

It's about fish—ing.

The act of fishing itself.

I see.

You didn't.

By request of general Hammond.

No way.

What?

Yes, Daniel, he's right here.

Please hold.

Daniel Jackson.

We have caught nothing.
We are fishing.

Right.

Um, listen, I need a little help

with a translation.

I've got a line here that reads,

"hakor kra terak shree."

"Banished to oblivion."

Jackson: Right.

Ok, uh, thank you.

If you require assistance,

I would be more
than happy to return

to th e sgc.

Jackson: No, thanks.

I think I can take it from here.

Are you certain?

Give me that.

Good—bye, Daniel.

Jackson: No, wait a minute—...

During the ritual
of mummification,

the ancient Egyptians would
remove the vital organs

of the deceased
and place them in jars,

which would then be buried
with the sarcophagus,

so thatthey could be
accessed in the afterlife.

Is that what we're
looking at here?

That's what ithought at first,

but according to the record
of the original expedition,

no sarcophagus was found.

The hieroglyphs identify
the jar as belonging to Isis,

who is the Egyptian
mother goddess.

A Goa'uld?

It's possible.

You see, Isis was
the consort of osiris—...

Supposedly the first
pharaoh of Egypt.

Now, according to legend,
he was placed in a magic box

and dumped intothe nile
by his brother Seth.

Now, that name I recognize.

The Goa'uld symbols indicate
that Isis and osiris suffered

some sort of punishment
or banishment.

Where to?

I have no idea.

Major, I want the
contents analyzed.

Yes, sir.

I'd be careful if iwere you.

For all we know,
it could be some sort

of Goa'uld booby trap
left behind by osiris

as a means of revenge.

Also, it's, uh...
It's cursed, so...

Thanks for the warning.

General...

There's something else.

The inventory
of the steward expedition

lists two jars.

Can you find the other one?

Well, I can try.

I was going to head back
to Chicago tonight.

Hello!

Hello!

Doyou mind?

What are you doing here?

What are youdoing here?

I asked first.

I work here, Daniel. Remember?

I'm looking for the breaker box,

wherever the damn thing is.

Oh, right. Um...

I had a few questions
for the curator.

Oh, I don'tthink she's here.

The lights were out
when I came in.

What did you want
to ask her about?

I needed some
information on items

from the steward expedition.

There's something missing.

There's nothing missing.

Jackson: Uh, a canopic jar
with some hieroglyphs

and some unusual markings.

The osiris jar.

Yes.

Destroyed in the explosion.

Are you sure about that?

Yes. Positive.

Ok, well, what about
this gold amulet?

Daniel,

if you're looking
to get backtogether

with Sarah, you know,

that's your business.

I really couldn't care less.

But I do have a problem
with you coming here

and involving yourself
in my work.

Don't you mean
Dr. Jordan's work?

No, my work.

Sarah and I were
Dr. Jordan's assistants.

You haven't been involved

since you walked out on him.

I didn't walk out on him.

I was trying to protect him.

You mean, you distanced yourself

in order to spare him
the embarrassment

of being associated with you.

Daniel, you really
should not have come back.

Look, I don't want
to get into this

with you right now,
butyou need my help.

Why? You thinkthere
might be an alien involved?

Oh, god.

Preliminary analysis
of the jar indicates

the exterior is
ordinary ceramic.

It also appears as if
the seal has been damaged.

Any indication of
what might be inside?

Well, hopefully,

a computer—enhanced mri
will tell us something.

Is that what I think it is?

Yes, sir.
It's a Goa'uld symbiote.

The police said
thatthe museum curator

suffered a fatal blunt
trauma to the skull.

They don'tthink
that you had anything—...

No, they don't think that,

but of course Steven certainly

didn't do anything
to dissuade them

from suspecting me,
but fortunately,

I know a few people.

Anyway, uh,
they found some bricks

at the bottom of the
freight elevator shaft,

and theythink that they came

from the wall above, and...

A freak accident.

You know, the papers are saying

the curse of the mummy
strikes again.

Do you have any pictures
of the osiris jar—...

The one that was destroyed
in the explosion?

Yes. Here.

I can't make out the
inscription around the collar.

We were unable
to identify the symbols,

but Dr. Jordan copied
them in his notebook.

Sarah: Those markings
are unlike anything

we've ever seen before.

They're not Egyptian.

No, they're not Egyptian.

So what are they?

What are they?

You know. How?

Let's just say I can't really
go into it right now,

but this is very important.

Did Dr. Jordan do any kind of
preliminary tests on the jar?

Not that I know of, but he kept

all his lab results
on the computer.

It's dead. We can relax.

Do we know how long
it's been inside the jar?

According to Daniel,
several thousand years.

Well, it's perfectly preserved.

Could have died yesterday.

Something's wrong.

What?

Dr. Jordan's files are gone.

Everything's been wiped clean...

Including his e—mail account.

Jackson: Do you keep backups?

Yeah. They're not here.

What are you doing?

The system marks file space

that's been deleted
as "tombstone."

At regular intervals,
it scou rs the database

looking for Tom bston e values

and marks them as being
ready to be overwritten.

There's usually a window
of about 30 days

before that happens,

so I might be able
to retrieve the files

before the tombstone
values replicate

through the network.

We've got something.

Professor received one message

on the night he died.

I'm guessing he never
got round to reading it.

That's the results of
the carbon—dating analysis

done on the ebony portion
of item 14—c.

The missing gold amulet.

Oh, my god, Daniel.

It's over 10,000 years old.

This means you were
right all along.

Yeah, I know.

Egyptian civilization
must be thousands

of years older
than we've ever assumed.

Sarah, you can't tell
anyone about this.

What are you talking about?

This is exactly the evidence

you've been looking for.

It completely validates
your theories.

Look, all we've got
is the results

of one carbon—dating analysis
done on a missing artifact.

So we can contact the technician

who performed the analysis.

What?

Dr. Jordan wasn't the only one

to get these results.

Steven.

By all rights,
that Goa'uld symbiote

should be a dried—up
desiccated husk,

but instead, it's
in perfect condition.

Now, at first,
we thought it had been

preserved like
a specimen in formaldehyde,

but now we are not so sure.

What do you mean?

Carter: Well, sir, the outside
of the jar is ceramic,

but the inside
is a technologically advanced

containment vessel.

There's atiny
naquada power source

designed to emit
a low—level electrical charge.

Why?

We can't be certain yet, sir,

but I would guess thatthe jar is

some sort of stasis chamber.

From what we've been
able to gath er, sir,

we think that
the symbiote was alive

when it was placed inside.

Why would it allow itself

to be removed from its host
and placed in stasis?

I don't believe
it had a choice, sir.

You see, the liquid
inside the jar

seems to have
sedative properties.

If it's maintained

at the proper temperature,

and if it is provided

with sufficient electric charge,

it could probably keep

a symbiote alive indefinitely.

Then why is it dead?

The seal was broken,

presumably during transport.

Major, if what
you're saying is true,

and the second jar survived
the trip unscathed—...

Yes, sir.

There could be
a Goa'uld out there.

Sarah: Daniel.

There you are.

I've been looking
all over for you.

Yeah, I was just doing
a little extra research.

I went by Steven's place,
and he's gone.

He's just packed up
everything and left.

I know.

You think he's stolen
the amulet, don't you?

Yes.

To stop your theories
from being proven correct?

It's possible.

Anyway, I have to find him.

I'll come with you. No.

No, it's too dangerous.

We're talking about Steven here.

Sarah, there have been

3?

They found the body
of the technician

who did the carbon dating

on the amulet.

Daniel, I know Steven.

He may be capable
of a lot of things,

but he's no murderer.

Well, you may not know him
as well as you think you do.

At least... not anymore.

What's that supposed to mean?

Oh, let me guess.
You can't explain, right?

Sarah—...

What do you expect, Daniel?

You show up after 5 years,

butyou can't say
where you've been.

You've gotthis
mysterious ability

to be able to read
an ancient language

which nobody's ever seen before,

but you can't explain how.

And when we finally
find the evidence

that's able to vindicate you

in front of the entire
arch eological community,

you want to cover it up

what is going on?

This is me, Daniel.

I know.

Then why can't you trust me?

What have you been doing
for the past 5 years?

I want to tell you, Sarah.

I do, believe me.

I wish you could see

some of the things I've seen.

Butthe world is not
ready to know.

Not yet.

I'm not asking you
to tell the world.

I'm asking you to tell me.

This is my life's work,
too, Daniel.

So you're working
for the government?

What? Daniel!

I'm sorry.

You're just going
to disappear again,

aren't you?

Yes.

I think Steven was right.

You never should have come back.

Hammond: You believe
this Steven rayn er

has been taken over
by a Goa'uld?

Well, it makes sense.

So how do we find him?

Right now,
this is our only lead.

It's the amulet that was stolen

from Dr. Jordan's office.

Now, by earth's standards,
it's a priceless relic,

but I'm assuming
a Goa'uld isn't interested

in its monetary value, so...

Then why take it?

That's a good question.

It's a pretty standard
representation of osiris.

He's carrying a crook and flail,

which are the scepters
of kingship,

and in the center is an ankh,

which is the Egyptian symbol
for immortality.

Could it be some sort
of Goa'uld device?

It's possible.

That might explain why it was

the only item taken.

I checked the other artifacts
for any indication of naquada,

which is usually a sure sign
of Goa'uld technology,

and I came up empty.

Assuming this Goa'uld is osiris,

what does he want?

He's been out of the loop
a long time.

He doesn't know
what happened to Seth or ra.

He could be looking
for the Isis jar.

Or a way off the planet.

I've already put
the base on alert.

I managed to synthesize
the liquid from the jar,

so on its own, it should act
as a powerful sedative,

and one dart should be
more than enough

to knock out an adult Goa'uld.

Do we really want
this thing alive?

Even though it's been in stasis

for several thousand years,

it could still be
avaluable source

of information.

I want you to hold that option

in reserve.

Your priority is
to stop the Goa'uld

with minimum risk to yourself.

Fraiser.

Yes, he's right here. Sir.

Hammond.

Yes.

All right, thank you.

We've got a lead
on Steven rayn er.

He boarded a flight
to Cairo 4 hours ago.

He could be headed back
to the temple in Egypt

where the jars were
first discovered.

If we move fast, we could
head him off, sir.

I can alert the Egyptian
authorities,

butthis needs to be

a low—profile operation.

Dr. Fraiser will accompany you.

Ithinki know whythis place
doesn't get any tourists.

According to the GPS, we've
still got another 10 miles.

It's Steven.

Carter: I'm not
sensing anything.

He's not Goa'uld.

Steven.

He's bleeding internally.

Steven, it's me.

Daniel.

What happened?

Itookthe amulet.

It's over 10,000 years old.

Your theory was right all along.

I'm sorry.

Unh!

Just take it easy, ok?
I need you to hold still.

It's ok. She's a friend.

What about the jar?

Huh?

The osiris jar. Did you open it?

No.

Why did you come here?

I figured out
the amulet was a key.

There's a hidden chamber.

I wanted to make the discovery.

Daniel, we have
to get him out of here.

Steven, who did this to you?

I did.

Sarah?

Unh!

Unh!

Unh!

Aah...

Daniel Jackson.

You seem to know
much of the Goa'uld—...

Much more than any other human

I have encountered
since my awakening.

Now, tell me...

Where is the Stargate?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Unh!

Insolence.

This temple was once
filled with worshippers.

Yeah, well, times have changed.

So I have observed.

Where is my brother setesh?

Uh, you mean Seth?

Uh...

He's dead.

We, uh...

We killed him.

You lie.

No, no. We also killed ra, uh,

and hathor and, uh, who else?

Um, sokar.

Then you have done me
a great favor.

I will rule without opposition.

No. No, you won't rule at all.

You see, we don't worship

false gods anymore.

You have come far, it is true,

but you are still weak.

Even now you are torn

between your desire to kill me

and your concern for my host—...

She who freed me
from my long sleep.

What do you know of my queen?

Um, she was trapped like you.

We have the jar.

Where is it?

I'm not going to tell you.

You are mistaken.

Where is my queen?

Tell me.

Unh!

What is this?

What have you done?

You will pay for this impudence.

Make no mistake.

Osiris will return,

and the rivers of the earth
will run red with blood.

You all right?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, ithink I'm...

Getting used to thatthing.

Where is osiris?

Gone.

Steven?

If we get him out
of here right now,

ithink he'll make it.

In the meantime, I
guess we'd better...

Make up a story to tell him.