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(alarm)

(PA) Unauthorised incoming traveller!

(man) Clear the ramp!

- Who is it?
- No idea, sir.

SG-5 and SG-14 are out.
Neither are due till tomorrow.

- No iris code?
- No, sir.

I did not give the order
to open the iris, mister!

- I did not open it, sir.
- Well, close it!

Get that iris closed!

I'm trying, but the computer
keeps overriding it.

General.

Search him.

General, if I... may suggest...

allowing Carter to do it.

She can detect other stuff.

Hello.

What's your name?

OK. My name is Sam.

I have to check you for...

for things you probably
know nothing about.

But just in case...

Well, he's not Goa'uld or Jaffa.

I can't sense any naqahdah.

As far as I can tell he's clean.

What's he doing here?

I am here to warn you.

Well, as far as I can tell, he's human.

No bomb in the chest?

- Little biohazard in the tooth?
- Checked for both.

He's no threat to us, as far as
I'm able to tell, but he's pretty weak.

I'm guessing he's malnourished.

What's your name?

Your name is Colonel O'Neill.

- How'd you know that?
- My mother told me.

- Your mother?
- Yes.

She says I am to speak only with you.

Well, these people are my friends.
You can trust them.

Mother says to speak only to you.

OK.

Why me?

Mother has observed you
and determined she likes you.

You are one who can be trusted.

Well, thank you, ma'am.

- How long have you been watching me?
- For many weeks.

- Weeks?
- Yes.

She first saw you on another planet and
followed your team through the Stargate.

She observed you all until
your team returned with the one called...

Tonane.

Based on your actions...

Mother believes you are
the only honourable leader here.

It was only your team who did not
want to steal Tonane's mineral.

Then why not trust the rest of my team?

Because you are the leader.

Mother insists I speak no further
unless it is with you alone.

Let's step into the corridor
for a few moments, folks.

- So what do I call you?
- I do not have a name.

- What does your mom call you?
- Son.

- That's not much of a name.
- No. It's more of a description.

Yes, it is.

Mother says you too have a son.

I had one. He's gone now.

What was his name?

- Charlie.
- Charlie.

I like Charlie. It's a good name.
Can I be called Charlie?

Yeah.

Sure. If that's what you want.

OK, Colonel O'Neill, I'm Charlie.

Hi, Charlie.

- Call me Jack.
- Jack.

So where are you from?

A planet called Reetalia.

- Nice place?
- Used to be...

until most of the Reetou were destroyed
by mean creatures with glowing eyes.

That's the Goa'uld.
I'm sorry to hear that.

That's why I'm here-to warn you.

Well, thank you, Charlie,
but we already knew about the Goa'uld.

Not the Goa'uld. It's the Reetou rebels
who intend to eliminate you.

We analysed the iris mechanism.

It was as if control was commandeered
from the main computer by an override.

Like it was being controlled
from another keyboard.

Software specialists are picking it apart.

Colonel O'Neill,
any more insight into the boy?

The best I can tell, sir,
the kid survived a Goa'uld massacre.

That would explain Mom. It would be
a psychological defence mechanism.

He's convinced himself she never left
him. That her "spirit" is always with him.

- How did he know about the Salish?
- How did he know about my kid?

Is it possible that
he's some sort of psychic?

Maybe we'll turn something up
in our examinations.

Should not our concern now be
the threat of the planned Reetou attack?

It doesn't make sense. The Goa'uld
attack the Reetou, so they attack us?

We need to determine the validity of
what little information the boy's given us.

Teal'c, I'd like you to accompany
Colonel O'Neill to see him.

Listen to his description
of the attack on the Reetou...

and let me know if it follows
normal Goa'uld tactics.

There you go.

See? That didn't hurt at all, did it?

Jaffa!

Get that a lot?

Charlie! Charlie! It's OK.

He's a Jaffa! He wants to kill me,
just like he killed the Reetou.

No, no! No, no, no. He's a good Jaffa.

In fact, he saved my life one time.

- He hates the Goa'uld as much as you do.
- No!

Oh, for cryin' out loud...

Um, look, Mom.

You said you trust me, right?

Well, I'm telling you, Teal'c is OK. In fact,
all my friends here at the base are OK.

- OK?
- She's over there.

OK.

Mother says to trust only you
and the other members of your team.

Good. Thank you.

Charlie, Teal'c. Teal'c, Charlie.

I am pleased to meet you.

Listen, Charlie. We have to ask you
about the attack on your people.

Can you talk about that?

L-I-I am sorry, O'Neill.

I must leave this room.

Excuse me, Charlie.

Um, Mother.

What's the matter?

My symbiote became agitated
when I entered the room.

Any idea why?

I can tell you only this, O'Neill.

In all of my years I have never
experienced a symbiote so disturbed.

There is something unusual
about this child, O'Neill.

I advise you use extreme caution
in his handling.

I was planning on it.

You have seen it yourself.

To the Goa'uld, a child is
nothing more than a potent weapon.

Carter and Fraiser checked him out for
all the threats we met in the other kids.

I didn't find any apparent threat to us...

but he's in worse shape
than I thought, the poor kid.

- Several organs have congenital defects.
- Oh, God.

It's like mother nature
got everything a little wrong.

His heart valves and
renal function are defective...

and I have serious questions
about his lungs.

Without aggressive medical intervention,
he won't live to be much older than he is.

- Can you help him?
- Maybe.

But he may be beyond
anything our medicine can do.

There's something else.

Charlie's CAT scan.

If you look along
the lower part of the brainstem...

this is where normal humans
have the reticular formation.

It's the part of the brain that determines
alertness, our perception of things.

Charlie's is twice the size of ours.

That could explain
why he knew you had a son...

and why he had such an effect
on Teal'c's symbiote.

So what? He's got ESP?
Some telekinetic thing going on?

I don't know.
I'm a sceptic on such things, but...

It would explain a lot.

So, Charlie, tell us why
the Reetou want to attack us.

It's not the central authority of the Reetou.
It's only the Reetou rebel faction.

OK. Why do the rebels want to attack us?

The glowing-eye people
attacked the Reetou.

The Goa'uld?

The rebels believe the glowing-eye people
are too powerful to destroy directly.

They believe they can
only be destroyed by...

attrition.

Attrition? What does that mean?

Uh, attrition is
the gradual diminution of strength...

I know what the word means.
I meant in context.

My God. They must want
to kill all possible hosts.

They must think that, if the Goa'uld have
no new hosts to infest, they'll die out.

- By attrition.
- Yes.

It's insane! There are billions of possible
Goa'uld hosts all throughout the galaxy.

And they are not all human.

Mother agrees.

That is why the central authority
of the Reetou sent us here.

Charlie...

I'm curious. Are you a Reetou?

No. I am of your species.

- Is your mother a Reetou?
- Of course.

- And is that why we can't see her?
- Yes.

Well, if you're one of us,
why can you see her?

- Cos I'm special.
- You're special. How?

Mother created me
to serve as an intermediary.

- She created you?
- Yes.

She hoped I'd be older before we came...

but my rapid growth caused my body to
begin failing, so we had to come sooner.

Captain, you're our physics expert here.

Is it possible there's a creature
standing here that we can't perceive?

Theoretically it is possible, sir, yes.

According to quantum physics,
matter exists both in particles and waves.

If the Reetou waves are exactly
180 degrees out of phase with ours...

then their light and sound waves
would be undetectable by us.

So, what? Prepare for an attack
by an invisible army?

If there is a Reetou in this room,
it came through the Stargate.

And it is able to control the iris.

Son, how did your mother do that?

I am no longer called Son.

Call me Charlie.

Charlie...

how did your mother control the iris?

Mother came ahead of me weeks ago.

She observed you
and how you operate the iris.

Then, when the time came,
she opened it for me just as you do.

- She just typed it into the computer?
- That is how the computer behaved, sir.

As if it was being overridden
by another console.

So the Reetou can
operate things in our phase?

Yes.

Carter?

It is possible, sir,
but it doesn't seem very likely.

Mother is growing impatient
with your narrow-mindedness.

Stand down!

- I assume that came from...
- Mother.

Mother.

Theories? Suggestions?

Seems obvious that this Reetou exists.

Well, here's a question.
How do we deal with an invisible threat?

- We need a way to detect them.
- That would be helpful.

I have that way. It seems
my symbiote can sense this creature.

- OK. Limited helpfulness right there.
- Explain.

Can it tell us where exactly
in a room a Reetou is...

how many there are,
what they're doing, etc?

It was not that specific.
It only detected a presence.

So... limited.

If my symbiote can detect this creature,
the Goa'uld can also sense them.

Good point.
They had to see them to kill them.

- Perhaps the Tok'ra can help.
- (Hammond) It could be our best hope.

Captain Carter, Dr Jackson,
signal the Tok'ra.

Yes, sir.

Hello, Sam.

Dad, we have a situation
and we may need Selmak's help.

Selmak, Selmak, Selmak.

- I thought maybe you wanted to see me.
- I do, Dad.

But this time
we do need your symbiote, Jacob.

- Nice to see you too, George.
- No offence, old friend.

(distorted) It is an honour to return to your
planet, General. What can we do for you?

Have you ever heard of
something called a Reetou?

- Yes. Why?
- We may have one here.

Tok'ra kree. Tak lan onobi lon.

Please send him back
to where we came from.

In the meantime, take me to this Reetou.

Hey, Charlie. How you feelin'?

Tired. Really tired.

(door opens)

For cryin' out loud.

Charlie, it's all right. It's OK.

It's all right, he's not a Goa'uld.

He's a Tok'ra. They're OK.

Dad?

(undistorted) Oh...

You are correct.
There is a Reetou in that room.

Taka ram.

This will illuminate
the Reetou, if it is there.

Follow me.

Jacob?

Please don't hurt her!

- My God!
- Hold your fire.

She could've hurt us a long time ago,
if that's what she intended.

Tok'ra kree.

Whoa.

I owe you an apology.

I wouldn't lie to you, Jack.

I know that.

I'm sorry.

- Charlie, I want you to do me a favour.
- What?

You and your mom
stay in this room until I get back.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

I promise.

Neither one of you. OK?

OK.

OK.

Will somebody please explain to me how
that... thing could be the kid's mother?

He said their leaders
created him to talk with us.

They must have cloned him
or engineered him somehow.

All they'd need is human DNA
and it'd be possible to construct him.

It also explains the extra
reticular formation in his brain.

Could have been genetically engineered
to let him perceive this Reetou "mother".

How do they do something that advanced,
and leave the kid so screwed up?

Genetically engineering a human child
would be a very precise exercise.

Changing genes to alter the reticular
formation could have many ramifications.

We can't see them,
but these Reetou can definitely see us.

Which puts us at
a great strategic disadvantage.

I understand why the Goa'uld
would want to kill them.

They're Goa'uld, Teal'c.

That's their job.

(Jacob) The Reetou are a peaceful race.

The Goa'uld wiped most of them out
just because they were a possible threat.

OK. But how did
the Goa'uld wipe them out?

They were able to isolate
the emissions we are sensitive to...

and develop a device
that would expose the creatures.

This is a Transphase Eradication Rod.

The Tok'ra have managed
to rip off several versions of this device.

It's also capable of terminating a Reetou.

Well, do me a favour, will you?
Don't terminate this Reetou.

I promised the kid.

It appears this Reetou came to warn us
of an impending rebel attack.

Yeah.

The Reetou rebels are kind of like
terrorists are here on Earth-nasty guys.

They could do a lot of damage here, folks.
Kill a lot of people.

- How many are there?
- Don't know, but I do know their MO.

They work in small groups
of five suicide infiltrators.

They sneak in, they split up,
plant destructive devices...

and try to maximise the damage
before they've even been detected.

But they usually attack Goa'uld planets.

Any idea why they want
to attack here on Earth?

Apparently to destroy all possible hosts.

Can they get through our iris?

No. Their molecules wouldn't reintegrate
any more than yours or mine.

Can our weapons even touch them?

Earth weapons
will not be as effective as a TER.

But since the Reetou are somewhat
affected by solid matter in our phase...

your weapons might
at least slow them down.

But, essentially,
we'd be shooting at... nothing?

You bet. Pretty tough to shoot at
a moving target that you can't see.

Even with TERs it's tough.

Best weapon is advanced intel-knowing
where they'll come from and how.

Well, I should talk to Mom. She might
know where this rebel staging planet is.

Wait a minute. Say she tells us
where they're coming from.

Isn't it risky to go looking for them?

It's possible we may let more of them
through to Earth and not even know it.

If we've got TERs,
we'll be able to see them.

We need intelligence, Dr Jackson.

It's the only way
we'll know what we're up against.

Mother says not to cry.

Crying's OK.

She says the boys
of your culture do not cry.

Not true.

In fact, there's an official list of reasons
for which crying is... a good thing.

- Mother is leaving.
- Now, see, that's a good reason.

"Mom leaving", I believe, is number six
on the list of good reasons.

Actually six is "Mom says
she's leaving in a couple of days".

Five is "Mom leaving immediately".

Four, of course, is "Mom already left".

Now, three... Three is huge.
One of the bigger ones on the list.

She's still here.

She's leaving as soon as she has
told you everything that can help.

She's not taking you with her?

She wants to leave me here
with my own kind.

Well, for what it's worth,
I think she's right.

I think you should stay here.
You'd be better off.

I think I belong with you, Jack.

Look, Charlie, um...

Before she leaves, could she tell us
where we can find these rebel Reetous?

- She says she'll show me the address.
- That'd be great.

Jack?

Could I be your son for a while?

I don't know, Charlie.
I don't think you'd want that.

Yes, I do.

You'd be great. I can tell.

I'll tell you what.

Let's deal with these Reetou...

then we'll talk about it, OK?

OK.

OK.

(Stargate alarm)

(technician) MALP is in route.

This is a bit of overkill, George.

These rebels work in five-man squads.
There'll only be five, maybe ten there.

I don't wanna take any chances, Jacob.

OK, listen up!

Colonel O'Neill
is in charge of this operation.

MALP has reached destination.
Scanning with TER.

Colonel, I wanna remind you
this is a recon mission only.

Do not engage the enemy
unless you have no choice.

Can't engage what you can't see, sir.

Do your best for them
not to see you, Colonel.

MALP TER shows
immediate gate vicinity clear.

All right. Here we go, kids.

Move out!

(distorted) Looks clear.

Clear!

Let's go do some snooping around.

You stay with SG-12.
Watch our six. Back sides.

(distorted) Colonel!

The Reetou are present in that direction.

- How many?
- I don't know.

(roaring)

Whoa.

Five or ten...

So you would say
threat assessment is high?

Oh, yeah.

There were a lot of them, sir.

They are indeed invisible.

Are you sure none of them
came through with you?

(Jacob) Can't be sure, but I don't think so.

Selmak's tremors stopped
after we got back...

and my guard did
a TER sweep of the room.

Course, it would only take one
to open the iris. Correct?

We could put palm scanners in
the iris control system to prevent that.

I assume they don't have palms.

- Take who you need and do it, Captain.
- Yes, sir.

Colonel, let's go see the boy.

(groans)

OK, that should...

Teal'c?

Colonel O'Neill, are you with Charlie now?

And Mom's there?

I think we may have a stowaway Reetou
who came back with us.

Yeah.

(alarm)

(computer) Lock-down in progress.
Stand clear of all-level access points.

- You all right?
- Strong Reetou.

Damn it.

Get a count?

Four here,
plus that one in the control room.

It's a terrorist team. They didn't wanna be
seen until their destruction had started.

So what will they do?

Some of them will try to leave the base
and start making a mess of things.

How?

They have cross-phasal explosives,
each one as powerful as a small nuke.

I hate to tell you, but those four Reetou
rebels could level a couple of cities...

and take a lot of people with 'em.

Sweet.

(computer) Emergency lighting enabled.

We dimmed the lights for a better contrast
and shut down all access to this floor.

- So, hopefully, they're trapped with us.
- Well, assume they are.

We'll do a sweep of all three
access corridors, sealing as we go.

Try to corral them.

Jacob, Carter, Chu - C-8.

Teal'c, Rothman, Brecker - C-3.

Daniel, Plunkett, you're with me.
Let's move out.

Seal blast door C-3 East.

(rifle cocked)

Reetou!

Come on!

Seal blast A-7 West.

Jack, what happens if they
come through the door behind us?

What?

Don't do that!

Damn it.

Dad!

- You OK?
- Not really.

Get the damn thing!

Selmak can take care of me.

(distorted) Go!

Hit the deck!

- Mother!
- Don't shoot!

Mother!

(footsteps)

Ah!

Easy, sir.

All right, that hurts.

- Give me a count.
- I got one.

I also eliminated one.

We got two, and Mother got one.
I guess that makes five.

- That should be all of them.
- (O'Neill) Let's make sure.

- Take a team and do a sweep of the base.
- Yes, sir.

(whispers) I'm sorry.

Doc?

Doc!

Give me a hand over here. Let's go!

Put him up on the bed.

Easy.

- What?
- I don't know.

His pulse is very weak.

I can stabilise him for now...

but, remember, sir,
he has two major organs about to fail.

Oh, come on. He's just a kid.

- You've got all this fancy equipment...
- Colonel, I'm sorry...

but I don't think so.

(Jacob distorted) Let us take him.

He will be in good hands.

- Can the Tok'ra help him?
- Yes.

Isn't he a little young to be a host?

He is young...

but the Tok'ra symbiote that we
introduce to his mind can teach him.

He will grow up with the advantages
that great wisdom brings.

Two key words there - "grow up".

The Tok'ra are probably
the only way that'll happen, sir.

Do it.

Keep the TERs. We'll get you more
as soon as they become available.

You know, there's another rule that says...

it's OK to be sad when
you're saying goodbye to a new friend.

I wanna stay with you, Jack.

Jacob's gonna take you to a place
where you can get well.

I can't do that.

- But you know what?
- What?

I'll come visit.

You'll come visit.

OK?

I guess.

(sobs)

(distorted) I warn you,
the Reetou are guileful creatures.

You are at the disadvantage
of not being able to sense them...

as my Jaffa friend and I can.

Well, we've installed the hand scanner,
so they can't open the iris at least.

You are only one, Teal'c.
Please be diligent.

They will not give up. They will
attempt to send more infiltrators.

(undistorted) George.

Bye, Dad.

- You take care.
- You, too.