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Go! Go!

Ninjas.

The forensic team
found nothing in her house.

According to
one of the neighbors,

major Carter got into her car

and left around 8:30
Saturday morning.

That's over forty—eight hours.

The police found Sam's car
in a parking lot

outside a fitness club
twelve blocks from her house.

Anything else?

No witnesses.

We have no jurisdiction

outside this facility, colonel.

I know. We can
still look, can't we?

Good morning, major.

What's going on? Where am I?

In a hospital.

What happened?

We just need to run a fewtests.

Whattests? Why am I restrained?

Oh, stop! No!

Man: His feet, I said.
Look at his feet.

With feet like that, he's huge.

Never trust a man
with feet that big.

Hi there.

Go away. This is my stuff.

I just want to ask you
a couple questions.

You got a dollar?

Here's two.

Thanks.

Were you around here Saturday?

Why should I tell you?

I gave you two dollars.

Ithoughtyou were
just being generous.

How generous do I have to get?

You a cop?

Air force. Colonel Jack O'Neill.

I was in 'nam.

Yeah? What company?

Vacation. A long time ago.

Um, a friend of mine
disappeared from around here

on Saturday morning—...

A woman, about 5' 9"ish, blonde.

You wouldn't believe
me if itold you.

Why not?

I'm just a crazy old guy

with a shopping cart
full of cans.

I'm just a cynical air force guy

with a closet full
of "national geographics."

Can I have them?

What do you know?

She was feisty, put up a fight.

With whom?

Ninjas... three, maybe four.

Happened fast.

They pulled up in awhite Van

and grabbed her.

I've been telling the police

about ninjas for years.

You think they listen?

Right.

Thanks.

You're gonna bring me
them magazines, right?

You bet.

So, you think maybourne's
a fan of Godzilla movies?

He strikes me more
as a moth ra guy.

Don't get it.

N.i.d. Agents use these sites

to post coded messages.

They find old maybourne

is keeping tabs
on his old buddies.

Ok, what kind of message
do you want to send?

Make it..."Hutch,
we need to talk."

Sign it "starsky."
He'll understand.

We've got the first
blood test back.

You're gonna want to see this.

We found an unusual
protein marker

as well as traces of an
unidentified heavy metal.

What do you mean "unidentified"?

Nothing I've ever seen before.

We better double—check
these results

with the lab in Phoenix.

Uh!

She's strong.

I gave her enough chlorohydrate

to put down a man
twice her size.

All right, major.

Hi, Jack.

Don't turn around.

Harry... where have you been?

You never write. You don't call.

I have a gun.

So do I.

I'm justtrying to protect you.

I'm a wanted criminal.

It's your duty to
arrest me, you know.

Always thinking
of the other guy.

How'd you find me?

I played a lot of
hide—and—seek as a kid.

It's funny—...

I could always find
anyone anywhere,

butthey could never find me.

Because they didn't want to.

What do you need, Jack?

Carter's missing.

Really?

A bunch of guys in avan took her

out of this lot
about four days ago.

I figured it might be
some of your old friends.

Notthe word I'd use for them.

What do you know?

Sorry.

You didn't come back
into this country

and risk execution
justto see me.

God knows, I could
think of 100 reasons

why the n.I.D. Might
want major Carter,

but I swear to you, I don't know

where she is or why
she was taken.

Why don't you ask the n.I.D.?

Gee, thanks. I hadn't
thought of that.

Try user 4574.

What does that mean?

Wish I could stay
and chat. Harry...

We're talking about Carter here.

I know. I'm sorry, Jack.

I really am.

You know how this game is played

and the kind of
people who play it.

You gotto prepare
yourself for the possibility

that she may not be coming back.

That's all he said?

User 4574.

I think we know who
that is, colonel.

Ah em.

Colonel O'Neill
is still waiting, sir.

I know.

I'm sorry to bother you again.

It's just
he's getting a little—...

"Pissed" is the word.

It happens when you keep
someone waiting two hours.

Well, welcome to
the Pentagon, colonel.

Thank you, delores.

You have to forgive me.

I have a lot on my plate
at the moment.

Yeah. It's just someone's
life at stake here.

Sorry to take you away
from your Turkey sandwich.

It's a ham and cheese, actually.

And I'm the one who's sorry,

because obviously you wasted
a trip to Washington.

I don't think so.

You know, I was
just recently reading

about major Carter's
disappearance.

I couldn't help
but wonder whether

glowing aliens had
something to do with it.

Look, Simmons,
I don't expect you

justto tell me what's going on,

but I guarantee you

this trip will not be a waste.

If I have to, I'll spend the
rest of my life in this building,

getting to the bottom
of all this

and how it ties to you.

Why are you so convinced

I have something
to do with this?

A reliable source told me.

I think I know who you're
referring to, colonel.

Now, are you telling me that
you're trusting a convicted traitor?

More than you at the moment.

Look, your opinion of me
and this organization

has been tainted by the actions

of the very man
you're talking about.

I doubtvery much
he was acting alone.

The n.I.D. Is a
legitimate organization

financed by this government,

which has been duly elected

by the people of this country.

Damn, that has
a familiar ring to it.

Our mandate is clear, colonel.

I'm a simple man.
Explain it to me.

We provide vital
civilian oversight

of top—secret
military operations.

Yeah. And who watches over you?

We're not
unaccountable, colonel.

And I admitthere have been some
minor indiscretions in the past

perpetrated by a few
renegade individuals,

but th ey've been exposed,

and they will be
broughtto justice,

with or without your help.

Maybourne is pointing
a finger atyou.

Yeah. Well, has it
ever occurred to you

that maybe maybourne is trying
to mask his own involvement?

I'd need some convincing.

Well, we recently
traced the deposit made

into one of maybourne's
offshore bank accounts.

The transfer took place
through a numbered company

on the Cayman Islands.

$3 million?

Yeah. Makes you kind of wonder

what he did to earn
that kind of money.

Doesn't it?

The holding company
that paid maybourne

is a subsidiary of a
multinational corporation

called zeditron industries.

That sounds familiar.

It's run by a man
named Adrian Conrad.

He made a couple hundred
million in something called

fiber—optic
host channel adapters

andthen had the good
sense to diversify

before the tech market
bottomed out.

Now he's into everything from
shipyards to sportswear factories.

What is his connection
to maybourn e?

Well, isn't it pretty common

for ex—spies to sell information

to th e private sector?

We know he's had access

to extensive files
on the s.G.C.,

including every member of sg—I.

Jackson: The interesting thing
is that Adrian Conrad

hasn't been seen in public
in over six months.

His last appearance
was a live video feed

from their head office
in Seattle

to a zeditron
stockholders meeting.

Really not much to go on.

The only other thing
I can tell you

is who authorized the payment.

Her name is Diana Mendez.

She was Conrad's assistant

and the last person
known to have seen him.

Man: Working late?

How did you get in here?

Well, the ability
to sneak around

was an important prerequisite

of my former occupation.

What do you want?

To know about the disappearance

of an air force major.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Then maybe I should
talk to your boss.

He's... unavailable.

You know, the other prerequisite

of my former occupation

was an absence
of moral conscience.

It really gives you
the freedom to do

whatever you have to do.

Threatening me doesn't
change whati know.

This major disappeared right
after we closed our deal.

I have very good
reasons to believe

it wasn't a coincidence.

I'm sure Adrian
wouldn't be involved

in anything like that.

Did he tell you

what you were buying for him?

Something valued at $10 million

by a renegade faction of
Russian military intelligence...

Less your cut, of course.

Oh, well...

I don't know
what it was exactly.

I'm surprised.

I thought you two had a very
close working relationship

I do my job,

and I don't ask questions.

What if itold you
it was enough uranium

to fuel aterrorist nuke?

Just how far would
your loyalty go then?

You're lying.

Maybe.

You made your deposit,
and you got paid.

As far as I'm concerned,
our association is finished.

Harry.

Jesus, Jack, you're
stealing my routine.

Consider it an homage.

What's up, Jack?

I thought we trusted each other.

You lied to me. Get in.

Hello again, major Carter.

If you don't mind...

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

I don't know if I mentioned

what athrill this is for me.

I mean... iwish we didn't

have to do it
under these conditions,

but given the circumstances...

You're Avery unique individual.

You may well hold the key

to the future
of medical science.

You've made a big mistake.

We know what happened to you.

We know that you were the host

of an alien symbiote.

I'm a physicist.

I study deep—space
radar telemetry.

Please, major,

don't waste my time with
that ridiculous cover story.

Tell me what you can
about the symbiote.

She's never gonna talk.

What about the tests?

We have a couple of leads

but nothing definite yet.

We're running out of time.

I know. We may have to move

the implantation
ahead of schedule.

Technically, I didn't lie.

I said I didn't know
where Carter was

or why she was taken.

What was the $3 million for?

I acquired a piece
of merchandise

from the Russians
and sold it to zeditron.

What?

A symbiote.

What?

On their second mission,

back when their gate was active,

the Russians ran into
a group of Jaffa.

I read that report.

What the report didn't say

was that the Russians
managed to take

one of the Jaffa alive.

They've held him
in custody ever since.

Man, you got to love those guys.

The Russians or the Jaffa?

Both, actually.

Apparently, the symbiote
was reaching maturity.

I don't know what
the Russians had planned.

I assume zeditron wanted it
for their biotech division.

So, why kidnap Carter?

Carter once had
a symbiote inside her...

And lived to talk about it.

How do th ey know that?

I don't know. I also don't know

how they found out about
me and my connections.

Butwhen people
offer you $3 million,

you don't ask them
any questions.

Why not?

Believe me, Jack,
I never thought

it was gonna come to this.

What did you think
was gonna happen?

In the right hands,
a symbiote could lead

to all kinds
of medical breakthroughs.

What? You're a humanitarian now?

Gonnaturn me in?

Actually, that
overwhelming desire

to shoot you has come back.

But you still need me, Jack.

Why?

Because I know
the name of the doctor

who took delivery
of the symbiote.

You know, we make
a pretty good team, Jack.

Shut up

I'm just saying, if you
ever get tired of the s.G.C.,

you could make more money
than you ever dreamed of.

Hey, g. Gordon,

don't give me another
reason to shoot you, all right?

I'm in.

Adrian Conrad's medical file.

It would appear Adrian Conrad
is in the late stages

of an extremely rare disorder
known as burchart's syndrome.

It's a condition that affects
the immune system,

leaving the body vulnerable
to a host of diseases,

and there's no known cure.

Exceptthe healing powers
of a Goa'uld symbiote.

The only way that would work
would be through implantation.

They may be studying
the symbiote,

trying to isolate
and artificially

reproduce its
healing properties.

Major Carter's
experience with jolenar

will make her a valuable
source of information.

What are their chances
of success?

Well, obviously we've
been researching this

for some time, sir.

Even with unlimited resources,

I'd be greatly surprised if they
came up with the answers quickly.

And if they're trying
to save this man's life,

they're running out of time.

How do we find him?

Given his condition,
he would require

constant medical supervision.

He must be in some kind
of a hospital

or a well—equipped facility.

Saint... something.

When iwas checking out the
holdings of that numbered company...

Saint Christina's.

It's a hospital
in the suburbs of Seattle.

It's been shut down
for a couple years.

I'll contact
the local authorities.

You andteal'c can meet
colonel O'Neill there.

A jet will be prepped
and ready to go

by the time you get
to th e airport.

Security, major Carter
is missing.

She can't have gotten far.

Uh!

Uh!

The exits are sealed, major.

Who are you? What
the hell am I doing here?

My name is Adrian Conrad.

You're here because of me.

Back off, or I shoot him.

Ha ha. Go ahead.

If I letyou go, I'm dead anyway.

Please, major Carter,
if you putthe gun down,

there's a very good chance
we can both live.

I'm sorry about this, major,

but I've run out of options.

What now?

My immune system
has been destroyed.

The damage is irreversible.

I don't care
what's wrong with you.

Nothing gives you the right—...

The human race has progressed
to where we are today

because of men who broke
the rules

and risked everything,

most often because
they had no choice.

The only thing that can
save me is an alien symbiote.

You call them goa'ulds.

How do you know about that?

We know about
the Stargate, everything.

Well, then you must also know

that a symbiote would leave you

a prisoner inside your own body.

That's why we're working
on a way to have it removed.

And you're the key to that.

It's beyond our current
medical science.

You survived your encounter
with the alien jolenar.

That was different.

The symbiote made
a conscious choice.

Maybe so, but the process
you went through

could provide us with
the answers we're looking for.

You can't deny
being able to extract

a symbiote from a human host

would be a monumental
breakthrough.

A lot of very smart people

have been working
toward that end already.

Maybe they aren't quite
desperate enough.

Mr. Conrad.

Pulse is weak.
Blood pressure's dropping.

We're running out of time.

We're going to have to proceed
with the implantation.

You can't. We put
thatthing inside him,

we may never get it out.

We'll find a way.

Even if you do, you don't know

if the healing process
will have a lasting effect.

We're reasonably sure,

once the symbiote
cu res the disease—...

Diana.

Diana.

It's ok.

Adrian, you can't
do this. Please.

It's my only chance.

We're going to
have to restrain him.

All right, cover the exits.
Wait for my signal.

And somebody watch that guy.

Come on, Jack. This is my fault.

Let me try and help fix it.

Fine. Grab a vest.

You're with me.

Can I have my gun back? Go. No.

Daniel, Teal'c, take
the front entrance.

Doctor: B.P. Is stabilizing.

Vitals returning to normal.

Incredible.

Diana?

How do you feel?

The pain... is gone. Ha.

We're going to need to run
a full set of tests.

How long?

For what?

Diana: You said you'd find
away to get it out of him.

How long are you planning
to leave him this way?

We don't even know
what kind of effect it's had.

I don't give a damn.
Getthatthing out of him.

We have a bit of a problem
in that area.

What are you talking about?

Major Carter's test results

clearly indicate
that she holds the key

to a safe extraction process.

That's good.

Unfortunately,
we know just enough

to know that
the answers are there.

We just can't get them.

Why not?

Because Adrian didn't approve

the method that's
ultimately necessary.

What does that mean?

It would require
direct examination

of her brain tissue.

Do whatever it takes.

Uh!

Can I help you? Yeah, I
need to see a doctor.

I think I just
electrocuted myself.

You're going to have to
go somewhere else.

I have insurance.

This hospital is closed.

I said I think
I just electrocuted myself.

Do you have any idea
what that feels like?

No.

Something like that.

Freeze.

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

Uh!

Ah! Ah!

You want me to watch
your back or not?

Hey.

I know this has been
hard on you, Diana.

I'm sorry.

I just want you to get better.

I am better. I can feel it.

If you'd just let me out of these
restraints, I could show you.

I can't do that.

I've been cooped up in hospitals

for the last six months.

All iwantto do is go outside
and breathe some fresh air.

But you have
thatthing inside you.

It's not controlling me.

I'm controlling it.
Can't you tell?

Diana, please.

They don't have to
kill major Carter.

I'm fine. Everything's
gonna be ok.

I wish I could believe you.

Look at me.

You know me better than
anyone in the whole world.

I did this for you...

So we could be together.

Just let one hand go...

So I can touch your face.

What's happening?
What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Aah!

You're gonna kill me.

We could be saving
millions of lives.

Hold it! Drop it!

Drop it right now!

Don't even fool around.
Put it down.

Come over here
and face the wall.

You all right?

Yeah. Very dramatic. Thank you.

You bet.

Keys for the cuffs
are in his pocket.

Daniel, we got Carter. She's ok.

That's good. I think we have
another problem, though.

They put it in
Adrian Conrad to cure him.

They thoughtthey could use me
to find a way to remove it.

Good to go? Yes, sir.

Uh...

Why don't you stay here
and watch these guys?

That's fine.

You'll be here
when I get back, right?

Oh, yes, Jack.

Daniel, Teal'c,
take the upper levels.

O'Neill: Where are you going?

Shoot me,

and you'll kill the host.

Don't make me.

You want to live?

You come with me.

Man down.
Colonel O'Neill's been shot.

This is major Carter.
I'm in the boiler room.

Repeat——colon El O'Neill
has been shot.

We need an ambulance now.

Sir, are you ok?

I've been shot, Carter.

I know. Your vest stopped
one of the bullets.

I want sleeves on my vest.

You're gonna be fine.
Help's on the way.

I'm not kidding.

They should put sleeves
on these things.

Did you see who shot you? Nope.

Hang in there, sir.

I can't believe

the son of a bitch shot me.

We don't know for sure
that it was maybou rn e.

We also don't know

how maybourne and Adrian Conrad

got by the men
surrounding the hospital.

However, the local authorities
have admitted

they may have dropped the ball.

May? May have?

The f.B.I. And Interpol
have been alerted.

Unfortunately, we can't
tell them everything.

Bottom line is,

there's a Goa'uld
outthere somewhere.

I expect better
treatment than this.

Well, right now,
you have no choice.

But once you start delivering

on your end of
our little bargain,

I might be able to move you

to better accommodations.

You cannot offer
anything of equal value

to the knowledge I possess.

I'm not so sure about that.