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Previously on "Stargate SG-1":

I promise you his death will ultimately
prove to be a noble sacrifice.

- Sarah.
- It's good to see you.

I found traces of a foreign chemical on
Teal'c's uniform and I've analysed it.

I believe that Lieutenant Tyler, or the idea
of him, is nothing but a chemical implant.

Apparently the one he serves
has no name.

Oh, he has a name.

The likes of you are simply
forbidden to know it.

Your guest has arrived.

You're to be congratulated.

My sources have told me that you have
managed to amass an impressive army,

in a relatively short amount of time.

I merely took advantage
of favourable conditions.

The old order has fallen.
The System Lords are in disarray.

Opportunities exist, but only for those
who are bold enough to seize them.

What are you proposing? An alliance?

No.

But I am offering you a position of power
in exchange for your support.

Osiris serves no one.

You least of all.

You once served Isis.

She was my queen. She served me.

Interesting.

Interesting that you now
choose a female host.

A most attractive one at that.

- You waste my time.
- You misunderstand.

I'm not asking that you serve me.

I must admit that I'm merely an emissary
for a much more powerful Goa'uld.

One whom you once knew well.

Of whom do you speak?

Anubis.

Unauthorised offworld activation.

Receiving IDC transmission, sir.
It's the Tok'ra.

- Open the iris.
- Oh, here we go.

- Ren'al.
- General Hammond.

- This is SG-1.
- I am familiar with all your exploits.

- Your father Jacob sends his regards.
- How is he?

On a mission at the moment,
which is the reason I am here.

There is a serious situation developing
regarding the System Lords.

Briefing room.

It's always suicide- mission this,
save- the- planet that.

No one ever just stops by
to say hi any more.

The deaths of Cronus and Apophis
created a power vacuum

that the other System Lords
have tried to exploit.

Recently they've suffered heavy losses

and expended an enormous amount of
resources fighting amongst themselves.

- Let the good times roll.
- They may be coming to an end.

They've declared a truce and now
they're going to have a meeting

to discuss the establishment
of a new order.

- So you want to stop them.
- Quite the opposite, actually.

We want them to meet.

It'll give us the rare opportunity
to strike against all of them at once.

You're talking about taking out
the entire Goa'uld leadership?

- We are.
- Welcome to the dark side.

This has always been
part of our long- term plan.

We just weren't quite prepared for the
opportunity to present itself so quickly.

Where exactly is
this meeting taking place?

At a space station in the Hassara system.
It's considered neutral territory.

Security will be tight.
No weapons will be permitted.

Access will be by cargo ship only.

- Defences?
- Impenetrable.

Could we gain entrance
on one of the cargo ships?

They'll be scanned
at their approach to the station.

OK. Let's hear it.

Every System Lord in attendance will be
permitted to bring one human slave.

You want one of us to do it.

Specifically we need someone
who speaks fluent Goa'uld.

Someone who is not Jaffa.

If you agree to participate, we ask
that you come to our base tomorrow.

Jacob will be there. He will tell you
all you will need to know.

It is up to you, Dr Jackson.

- Daniel Jackson.
- Yeah.

Have you considered
the Tok'ra proposal?

Yeah.

If successful, it would deal
the Goa'uld a mortal blow.

Yeah. I realise what's at stake.

Daniel Jackson, you have stated many
times that in circumstances such as this

you would avoid using such action
if given a better option.

Right.

You think there's a better way
of overthrowing the Goa'uld?

I currently have no plan that would
accomplish as much as that of the Tok'ra.

That's why I'm gonna do it.

- Ten hut!
- At ease.

- Major.
- Colonel.

I see you drew the short straw.

- Lieutenant Elliot, your first assignment.
- Yes, ma'am.

Be nice to see a little action for a change.

It's just your basic offworld orientation,
Lieutenant. There is no action.

Maybe not, sir, but I am
looking forward to meeting the Tok'ra.

You'll get over it.

Welcome to Revanna.

- Hi, Dad.
- It's good to see you, Sam.

- Jack, how are you?
- Kinda curious.

Some of you know Aldwin. He'll conduct
the orientation for your new officers.

First, a tour of the facilities.

After that, a lecture on Tok'ra
insurgency techniques

since the collapse of
the second Goa'uld dynasty.

I take it all back, Lieutenant.
This could be hot.

Come.

So how are you gonna get me in?

Yu will be among the System Lords
attending the meeting.

I thought you said
he was going in as a slave.

The System Lord Yu.

Little joke there.

Funny.

Yu knows my face. He'll recognise me.

He will not.

Ren'al has been working on a version
of the chemical obtained from the Reol.

If you can get close enough to inject him,

you'll be able to convince him that
you are in fact his most trusted lo'taur.

His... what?

Lo'taur is the highest rank among
the human slaves of the System Lords.

They're like personal attendants. It's
considered a position of great honour.

I spent the last two months establishing
myself as a minor Goa'uld in Yu's service.

I'll be able to get Daniel on board his
mothership and deal with the loose ends.

What if Nirrti shows up?

She's still a renegade and persona
non grata among the System Lords.

None of the other remaining
System Lords have seen Daniel's face.

Assuming I make it on the space station,
what happens next?

You will wait until all the System Lords
have arrived and then you will use this.

These two liquids mixed together
form a most virulent poison.

Press the button to open the valve
between the two containers.

The liquid will be vaporised.

Within seconds the pressure
will break the seal on the container

and the gas will be released.

- Am I supposed to hold my breath?
- The poison is only deadly to symbiotes.

- Isn't that dangerous?
- More than you know.

There's enough material in that vial to kill
every Tok'ra on this base twice over.

This formula is our
most closely guarded secret.

- And it doesn't kill the host?
- Not the chemical itself.

But, as you know, the dying symbiote
releases its own toxin,

which is just as deadly.

Daniel, the human host of a System Lord

has been through the sarcophagus
countless times.

We know the toll that takes. They're
hundreds, maybe thousands of years old.

Never mind the psychological damage,

physically, without the Goa'uld
sustaining them, they die anyway.

- So we're doing them a favour.
- In many ways, yes.

- How many targets?
- Seven System Lords at the meeting.

That's all the major players. If we pull
this off, the Goa'uld may never recover.

- What can we do?
- Wait here.

I'll communicate when the mission
has been accomplished.

Jacob!

Jacob, wait up.

Why do I think there's something
you're not telling us?

Now, come on!

You're always saying that every time
we knock off a System Lord

a worse one shows up.
Why should this be any different?

Others would eventually rise up,

but by taking them all out at once
we create a power vacuum

leading to a galaxywide war as the
remaining Goa'uld jockey for position.

That'll last long enough for us
to make a final, decisive move.

Which is?

A wide- scale attack on the entire Goa'uld
population, using the symbiote poison.

We're gonna wipe them out, Jack.
All of'em.

Why have I been enlisted for this task?

Politics have always been
one of your greater skills.

And am I to go alone?

I have my own mission
upon which I must embark.

Apparently, the Tok'ra have developed
a formidable new weapon.

- How do you know?
- I captured a Tok'ra spy in my midst.

I doubt very much a Tok'ra
would reveal this information,

no matter how you tortured him.

You are correct.

But Anubis has methods
that would impress you.

What are you going to do?

I am... going to take this weapon
from the Tok'ra

and destroy them.

So why do the System Lords
need human attendants?

Well, the Jaffa serve
a strictly military function.

Besides, if a System Lord's host is injured
beyond their symbiote's capacity to heal,

it can be pretty useful
to have a human close at hand.

Well, let's hope it doesn't come to that.

- Are you clear on all the System Lords?
- Oh, yeah. I'm fine.

Good. We'll be at Yu's home world
in a little over an hour.

- Are you all right, Daniel?
- Oh, yeah. I'm fine.

I just think some of your details
are a little, uh... sketchy.

Like what?

- We'll use poison to wipe out the Goa'uld.
- Eventually.

- What about the Jaffa?
- Well, that's still a bit of a wrinkle.

Unless we can reverse their biological
dependency on immature symbiotes,

they'll all die as well.

A bit of a wrinkle.

Daniel, the Goa'uld have been spreading
across the galaxy for thousands of years.

Now they're showing zero population
growth. We're not sure why.

But we intend to take
advantage of the situation.

We may never get
a chance like this again.

Are we good to go?

Yeah.

When the Tok'ra arrive on a planet, we
go underground as quickly as possible.

And you actually grow these tunnels
from crystals?

Correct. Crystals are programmed with
the specific layout of a given passageway,

allowing us to structure
the tunnel system as we see fit.

- What about ventilation shafts?
- There are none.

If we tunnel through suitable rock such as
calcium carbonate, oxygen is produced.

This gives us enough time to enter the
tunnels and set up life- support systems.

- Colonel.
- Sir.

Gentlemen.

How goes the orientation?

It's very interesting, sir,
just as you predicted.

Are you interested in Tok'ra engineering?

Oh,"interested" doesn't
quite describe how I truly feel.

You're welcome to join us.

Thank you, Aldwin, but I have to
go help Teal'c... wait for Daniel.

Excuse me.

I can get you into Yu's quarters. Your job
is to get close enough to use this.

All you have to do is prick him... once.

The effect will be immediate. He'll believe
you to be his loyal slave Jarren.

- Jarren?
- Just don't jab yourself with it.

- Why?
- Actually I don't know exactly.

That in itself should scare you.

As you know, we kept the body
in stasis for several months

as we tried to find a way
to repair the damage.

But in the end we were unsuccessful.

All that is left of Martouf
now lives on in Lantash.

What's its condition?

The symbiote is still recuperating, but
the search has begun to find a new host.

- I wanna see the research.
- I'm sorry, Major.

All information about Zatarc technology...

Can only be released on the authority
of the Council. I know.

They've been stonewalling me
for months.

I assure you Martouf was in no pain.

- That's not the problem.
- What then?

If the symbiote was alive
when Martouf came out of stasis,

couldn't it have healed his injuries?

- The possibility was remote.
- How remote?

The host was too weak. In all likelihood
the symbiote would have died.

- You don't know that.
- We had to choose.

- And naturally you chose the symbiote.
- Your bias toward the host is only natural.

It is better that one should live
than that they both die.

Isn't this really about
your Zatarc research?

- I don't understand.
- If Martouf had lived,

you couldn't have examined his brain
tissue. You'd have learned nothing.

Would you have preferred
his sacrifice to be for nothing?

I would have preferred another way.

- You knew Martouf well?
- Yes.

Well, knowing him as you did, what
choice do you think he would have made?

Martouf is not entirely gone, Major.

His thoughts and his memories
live on in Lantash.

Jarren.

My lord does not wish
to be disturbed at this time.

- I don't look a thing like this guy.
- For this work you don't have to.

You'll be fine. Just remember
to pour from the right.

Kel shak Jarren?

Aric kree Onak.

Nis trah Jarren.

I am your loyal servant Jarren.

Rise.

I will have my tea.

- What's goin' on?
- We've received a transmission.

Our sensors have detected a fleet
of motherships bound for Revanna.

You must leave immediately.

An incoming wormhole's blocking
our escape through the Stargate.

The Goa'uld can only sustain
a wormhole for 38 minutes.

The ships will be here before then.

There is no other escape.

Identify yourselves.

I represent the Jade Emperor,
the exulted Lord Yu Huang Shang- Ti.

Two life signs scanned.
No weapons detected.

Lowering shields.

Our fellow System Lords
are not to be trusted.

- Neither are their slaves.
- Understood, my lord.

Do you have any ships available?

A few unarmed cargo ships,
but they're on other missions.

- We have begun making new tunnels.
- What good is that gonna do?

Spread out the risk of
getting hit by an air attack.

You could lend us a hand moving
life- support equipment and supplies.

- Major, lend him a hand.
- Yes, sir.

- What are you doing?
- I'm cutting power to the base.

The energy signature would
give away our position.

- They must use random bombardment.
- That's encouraging.

Colonel, the Tok'ra have never had
the military resources of the Goa'uld.

We use disguise and subterfuge.
Our bases are designed to be hidden.

We are just not equipped to repulse
such a large enemy force.

Well, they're not just gonna go away.

I can assure you, Major,
if this base is compromised,

we will fight until
the last of us has fallen.

With what? Zats?

- What else is there?
- Well, you've got that poison.

If it's half as good as you say it is, it could
wipe out any potential ground assault.

And risk killing every Tok'ra as well?

Hey! We're all gonna die
if we sit around and wait for the attack.

Believe me. If it came down to it,
we would sacrifice ourselves,

and use the poison on our enemy
if we had some.

Unfortunately the only quantity in
existence is in Selmak's possession.

It would take weeks to synthesise more.

Lord Yu Huang Shang- Ti.

Note them, Jarren.

My future allies.

Bastet, Kali the Destroyer.

They made a treaty with Sobek, then
attacked him in the celebratory feast.

Sobek let his guard down.

Rumour has it his head still decorates
Bastet's palace in Bubastis.

You have a good memory.
They are still worthy of my allegiance.

Do not accept gifts from Baal.

They have a habit of exploding, especially
when he feels he has been slighted.

He wiped out two star systems,
60 million lives,

rather than lose them to Sokar
in a territorial dispute.

Poor loser.

Do not consort with Morrigan's servant.

He will attempt to draw out strategic
information in idle conversation.

I know your last servant gave away
the location of one of your secret bases.

He was killed in the surprise attack.

It is what has given me
the honour to serve you, my lord.

Olokun is still seething over
a recent loss to my forces.

He may try to kill you out of spite.

Do not make me look foolish
by allowing yourself to be murdered.

Yes, my lord.

Yu.

I am pleased you were able to join us,
given recent events.

I understand your fleet
suffered some heavy losses.

I am not the only one.

Did I not hear your new flagship
was destroyed?

I lost 2, 000 Jaffa.

- Such is war.
- No!

This is different.
This enemy attacks like a coward.

Bastet and Kali have suffered
similar setbacks.

They are more frequent, while the identity
of our antagonist continues to elude us.

I'm certain you have your suspicions.

We're all suffering at the hands
of this unknown adversary.

By shrouding himself,
he sows discord amongst us.

Mansfield, it's O'Neill. Report.

A section of the structure collapsed.

We have some injured Tok'ra here.

- Sir, we got another one.
- Get'em outta there.

Roger that. Let's go. We gotta move.

- Elliot, let's go.
- He's still alive, sir.

Major, what's your situation?

Mansfield, report!

The al- kesh continue to bomb
the area around the gate.

No Tok'ra have surfaced
and attempted escape.

Escape? There's no escape.

They hide in their tunnels like rats.
Continue the bombardment.

Prepare your ground troops
for infiltration.

- Elliot.
- Direct hit, sir.

- Where's the rest of your team?
- They're dead.

Sir, we need to get him to the infirmary.

- The infirmary has been destroyed.
- We'll take them to the lab. Follow me.

I'm transferring the formula
for the poison to this crystal.

And I'm erasing
the memory of the computer.

We'll die before we give up our secrets.

You know, we really should
come up with a new strategy.

One that does not include us dying.

We must know what is
happening on the surface.

We're cut off from the surface sensors.
You must use the secondary ring room.

Show them.

Jacob.

Jacob, are you there? It's Daniel.

- Daniel, how's it goin'?
- It's kinda like Goa'uldan Mardi Gras.

A shipjust docked,
so by my count you got all seven.

- It's time to release the poison.
- We may wanna hold off a while.

- They're expecting someone else.
- Who?

I don't know. It seems they've got
some mysterious new adversary.

That's strange. It's not like
a Goa'uld to play it so coy.

I'll see what I can find out.
I'll contact you later.

We have to get him out of here.

- He needs medical attention.
- We've done what we can.

- What about the symbiote?
- Out of the question.

It could save Major Mansfield's life.

The symbiote's life is being sustained
by the chamber. It can't help your friend.

- We can't just let him die.
- If we implant the symbiote,

we kill them both.

They appear to be amassing a few troops.

Once the air bombardment exposes
the tunnels, they will infiltrate them.

Carter, come in.

Carter, respond.

Let's get back.

This has gone on long enough.

We must determine who is
responsible for these attacks.

The coward refuses to show himself.

He only strikes with his ships,
never with ground troops.

Have none of you seen
the faces of the enemy Jaffa?

I have.

When my outpost at Cerador
came under assault,

my first prime managed to disable
and board one of the enemy ships.

- Did you take any prisoners?
- They fought to the death.

Most had been in the service
of Cronus and Sokar,

but one bore the mark of Olokun.

How do you explain this?

One of my motherships
was surrounded by the enemy.

Instead of dying with honour,
the cowards surrendered and were taken.

- They may well have switched allegiance.
- And you expect us to believe this?

I too have suffered
at the hands of this unseen foe.

How dare you accuse me!

My lords, the final guest has arrived.

I hope I'm not missing all the fun.

- Welcome, Osiris.
- I thank you for honouring my request.

Normally your petition for a seat here
would not have been considered.

Of course, the current situation
is far from normal.

Jarren.

I think you'll find I have much to offer.

Shall we proceed?

What's that?

A warning. The Jaffa
have breached the tunnels.

O'Neill!

He is dead.

Lieutenant?

Oh, my God.

- Lantash.
- I had no choice.

Elliot?

I'm afraid his injuries are severe.
He has serious internal damage.

It's going to take all my strength
just to keep him alive.

He will have to speak for both of us.

- Major.
- Elliot.

- It's gonna be OK.
- If you say so.

Believe me, I know. The symbiote's
trying to heal you, OK?

OK.

OK.

Carter?

The ceiling collapsed, sir.
Ren'al and Major Mansfield are dead.

As is Aldwin.

Elliot's in rough shape.
There's a Tok'ra symbiote in him.

- What?
- It feels very weird, sir.

Lantash. He's keeping him alive.

Let's take our chances on the surface.

Jacob.

What's the delay?
They should all be there now.

Yeah, we got a full house,
but there's a complication.

Daniel?

- Sarah's here.
- Sarah...

You mean Osiris?
Did she recognise you?

I don't know. I think so, but she didn't
tip her hand and I don't know why.

Daniel Jackson.

You're a rather long way
from home, aren't you?

The tunnel's blocked.

Does Lantash know if there's
another way to the secondary ring room?

There isn't.

Then indeed we are trapped.

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