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Give them strength, Lord.

Let their hearts
beat as one.

Who might this
be, Daniel?

I'm not sure.

Maybe early Greek, but I don't
recognize the god form.

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

(SCREAMS)

Sorry. We didn't mean
to scare anyone.

You are not Pelops.

You mean him?

No. We're visitors.
Friends.

(GROANING)

Husband, the child
is near. Please--

The midwife is gone.

I do not know
the birthing mysteries.

And the village is too far.
Please help us.

What?

Well, don't look at me.
I don't know what to do.

Push.

You're doing just fine.

Where did you learn
how to do this?

On a dig in
the Yucatan.

After the first one,

I made friends with the local
midwives who taught me a lot.

(GROANING)

How many babies
have you delivered?

Two, counting today.

(GROANING)

(BABY CRYING)

Alekos...

it's a boy.

Hey, congratulations.

May he grow strong
and bring you honor.

You never cease to amaze me
with all your talents.

Thank you.

Wow. This place
is incredible.

It's like we just stepped
into the citadel at Mycenae.

Thought you said
it was Greek.

Oh, uh,

Mycenae was an ancient city

in the southern
Peloponnesus region.

Where's that?

Greece.

Why do I do that?

CARTER:You shouldn't
be walking right now.

Shouldn't you
be resting?

Daniel, shouldn't she--

I'm fine.
I'm fine.

We wished for you all
to be the first to see.

A birthmark.

A tri-point.

It will bring him luck.

I would call him Dan-El.

To honor the stranger
who birthed him.

You don't have
to do that.

May we offer you the
hospitality of our village?

O'NEILL: That'd be nice.

Who are you folks?

We are the Chosen.

Where do the gods reside?

(CHUCKLES)

Doesn't everyone know?

In the sky, of course.

Of course.

I have a son.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Look at these people.

Guess they've never heard the
word "unattractive" here.

They all look
as healthy as a Jaffa.

That's a good thing, right?

I don't see anyone who looks
like they're over 40.

Do things feel
a little off here?

Are you crazy?
It's a paradise.

Yeah, sure.
Have an apple.

What could happen?

I am Kynthia.

Welcome to our village.

Thank you.

Jack O'Neill.

It is pleasing?

Very.

You should have some.

It is only for you.

Only for me?

Thanks

It is only for you.

I think you have
a fan, Colonel.

I believe this woman wishes
to spend time with O'Neill.

Thank you, Teal'c.

This place must be
loaded with artifacts.

That statue in there...

must be
the Mycenaean hero, Pelops.

He fought in this winged chariot
hurling lightning bolts.

Poetic way to describe
a Goa'uld death glider.

Yeah, probably.

These people are
obviously not laborers.

I must wonder why a Goa'uld would
bring them to this planet.

Perhaps it was
a good Goa'uld.

(CHUCKLING)

Right.

Like there is
such a thing.

I did not intend for my
statement to be humorous.

Trust me.
They weren't.

O'NEILL: Hello, girls.

CARTER: Where are you going?

Hello?

Please. Sit down.

(DRUM BEATING)

Unto every man,
the Creator gives

one hundred blissful days.

It is a sin not to celebrate
each and every one.

A hundred-day celebration?

Guess we should
pace ourselves.

What exactly
just happened?

Kynthia.

What happened?

To them or you?

We'll talk
about that later.

I've seen parties end abruptly,
but never like this.

They all just collapsed.

It happened
just as the sun set.

Kynthia did
the same thing.

What is it, some kind
of sleeping sickness? What?

There's no sign
of fever or pain.

Breathing's shallow,
heartbeat's slow but regular.

A disease can't affect
everyone all at once.

It seems to be nothing more
than a deep state of sleep.

Now, how about you?

Let’s just stick
to the matter at hand.

How does an entire
village pass out?

Something in the food?

We all partook
of the same food.

Except for that cake.

Which was only for you.

Damn. She drugged me.

Oh, he's still feeling
the effects of the drug.

I'm just a little tired.

From now on,
we stick to rations.

No fever, shallow
breathing, slow heartbeat.

Just like the others.

What the hell
is going on here?

Hey, Colonel,
how you feeling?

Hung over.

But okay.

Getting any
answers out here?

No. They all act as if what
happened last night was normal.

They party until sundown, they fall
asleep and wake when the sun rises.

I'd like an explanation.

Daniel, get back to that temple,
see what you can find out.

Take Teal'c with you.

Go on.

Carter...

keep asking
questions out here.

He is the Creator.

Pelops, the giver of days.

This was his home
when he lived among us.

We keep it
as it was then

and will do so
until he returns.

And when will that be?

Well, that is a mystery.

Until it is revealed,

it is the duty of the Chosen
to rejoice and wait.

Why are your people
called the Chosen?

My ancestors were
so beloved by Pelops...

that he fashioned
this garden for us.

It is said he chose us...

and brought us here
from beyond the stars.

Are there any writings
of your history?

Writings?

I do not know this word.

More.

Of this.

Writings.

Do you know
what this is?

It is of Pelops.

It is Goa'uld.

An obscure dialect.

Why didn't you
tell me that before?

You never before inquired.

Well, you call it Goa'uld.

Um, I call it
linear A script.

We found pictographics like this in
ancient Greece and ancient Cretan...

but we never completely
deciphered this form.

The symbols are a sequence.

What, like a combination?

What is a combination?

Well, it's a sequence
of symbols or motions.

Can you read this?

I believe I can.

It seems to be
some sort of record.

An archaic dialect.

Very difficult
to decipher.

GIRL: I want to show
you something.

BOY: I'm coming.

I found this shell
this morning

and thought maybe
Dan-El might like it...

to use as a rattle.

You want to give it
to him for me?

Oh, you can
do so yourself.

This is Dan-El.

No, no,
I meant the baby.

This is baby Dan-El.

O'NEILL: Okay.

That's not possible.

Do you not have children
who change and grow?

Well, yeah, sure we do.
But not like that.

Thetys, how old is that boy?

That is Philippos.

He's 12.

He's a little big
for 12 years old.

Years?

What are years?

I guess it would be
different for each planet...

but a year is basically the
time it takes for the globe...

to complete one orbit
around the sun--

Let's just keep
this simple, okay?

Where we come from...

there are 365 days
in one year.

No. We have no such
counting of time on Argos.

Philippos is 12 days old.

CARTER: How old are you?

Twenty-one days.

And, uh, Kynthia?

31 days.

I think Pelops brought
humans here to be lab rats.

From what we've been able
to translate so far,

he wanted to know...
how humans evolve.

So he shortened
the life span to about...

1/250th of normal.

Instead of having to
wait 100,000 years

to see how human
physiology evolves...

he could do it
in a hundred?

That is correct.

He wanted to determine what the human
host body would become in the future.

Perhaps accelerate
the process.

How did he do it?

Was it genetic alteration?

We do not know.
It is an archaic dialect.

Okay.

I didn't want to say this
till I was absolutely sure...

but I think he may have
created some kind of virus.

And viruses are often spread
through bodily contact.

Some are,
and some are airborne.

But I think
that this one isn't.

What has drawn you
to this conclusion?

Because only one of us passed out
last night, and that was Jack.

JACKSON: Well, you have to give
them credit for one thing:

they do enjoy life.

TEAL'C: Perhaps it is because they
do not have much life to enjoy.

Now you're telling me that this
virus-which, by the way, I do not have--

is deadly.

Well, if the kids age
five years in five days...

what happens when they
reach a hundred days?

Colonel!

I guess
it wasn't the cake.

Maybe it was your physical
contact with Kynthia.

Get back to Earth, Captain.
Figure this thing out.

(WHIRRING)

Tell me you brought the blood
back in sealed containers.

Yeah, of course I did.

What is it?

I'm not sure.

First I ran a routine
check for antibodies.

Nothing.

Then I thought
this alien bug

found a way to hide
from the immune system.

So I ran
a protein analysis.

Take a look
at what I found.

(BEEPS)

These are the blood samples
you brought back.

Look at the strange
particulate in there.

So that's from
one of the Argosians?

That's from Colonel O'Neill.

Wow. What is it?

Something we don't
have a word for, yet.

Well, how come the colonel
has way more of it

than the Argosians?

Maybe because he started out
older than they did.

Sort of like a head start
for whatever this thing is.

I better wake up General Hammond.
Yeah.

Jack, Carter's coming back!

(WHOOSHING)

(RUMBLING)

Welcome back, Captain.

So, what did you find out?

Come on, now. Don't keep
the elderly waiting.

It's rude.

It isn't a virus.

All right.
What is it?

Well, Dr. Fraiser
and I came up empty.

She's still working on it.
But it's gonna take time.

Time is something these
people don't have, Captain.

Nor do I.

Colonel, there's
something else.

Your blood sample showed way more
organisms, compared to the Argosians.

How many more?

Maybe on the level
of 100 times more.

And they are multiplying.

Which means?

It means the organism
or whatever it is...

seems to be compensating
for your natural age.

You've already lived way
longer than anyone with this--

for lack of a better word--
"disease"-ever should.

Cut to it, Captain.

At the rate
you're changing...

by the end of two weeks, you'll be the
equivalent of one hundred years old.

So in two weeks
I'll be dead?

Not if I can help it.

I'd like to set up
a lab here.

Negative, Captain.

We may be able to retard the aging
process long enough to find a cure.

I want you to pack up
and head back to Earth.

Now.

All of you.

That's an order.

We're not gonna bring another
disease back through that Gate.

I will remain here
with O'Neill.

I cannot be affected
by whatever this is.

I don't need company.
I need a cure.

And Daniel needs help translating
that Goa'uld tablet thing.

It might hold the answer.

Jack--

And don't you
dare say good-bye.

Because you damn well
better be coming back.

Soon.

Now, get out of here.

All of you.

My God.

What?

They're not multiplying.
They're replicating.

JACKSON:
What's the difference?

Living organisms multiply.

Machines replicate.

Machines inside the body?

How is that possible?

They're molecular devices
that take atomic particles...

from their environment and use
them to make more of themselves.

Well, you're
talking nanotechnology.

You know anything
about that?

No.

Yes. When I was
at the Pentagon...

I worked for a year with a group
that studied nanotechnology.

We looked at it
for a lot of different uses.

One of them was medicine.

Creating artificial immune systems,
repairing individual cells.

Even manipulating DNA
to stop the aging process.

It sounds like Pelops succeeded in
what you were experimenting with...

only in reverse.
Nice guy.

What are you looking at?

Think you're hot stuff
doing this to me

from six billion
light-years away?

Can you really talk
to the great Pelops?

Sure. Why not?

He's just a piece of rock.

Not so great anyway.

Your people--
they have gone?

Yeah.They've gone.

Then you will
leave also?

No. I'll be here
for a while.

lam glad.

I would like to learn
of your customs.

Maybe some
other time, hmm?

Kind of got a lot
on my mind.

But you ate
the marriage cake,

came to my bed.

Marriage cake?

Kynthia, you thought
we were married?

By all our customs, yes.

Sweet--

What you were feeling
wasn't really love.

That takes time.

You can't get to know
someone in one day.

Unto every woman,

the Creator gives
one hundred blissful days.

Kynthia,
will you stop that?

Your Creator was not a god.

And he certainly
didn't give you life.

He took it away.

We are the Chosen.

He made this place for us,
to be happy,

to love.

To be experimented on!

I mean, look at me.

I'm 40 years old,
or I was.

That's thousands
and thousands of days.

You do not
tell the truth.

The average human life span...

is 60 or 70 years.

Some people live to be
one hundred years.

It is not possible.

Pelops was an alien
who used your people.

He shortened your lives

to satisfy his curiosity.

We've given the nanocyte some
live tissue to interact with...

but they aren't
touching it.

The only thing they appear to
do is make more of themselves.

So how are they causing
the aging on Argos?

Maybe there's something on Argos that
they need to make them do another task.

Something in the air
or with the food.

(GRUNTS)
(BEEPING)

ls there a problem,
Captain Carter?

I don't know!

It's eating
through the rubber.

(BEEPING)

Oh, God.

What? What is it?

They're trying to spread.

Is it true that

you have lived
thousands of days?

I should have kept
my mouth shut.

But wouldn't you
rather know the truth?

Why do we deserve this?

He can't hear you.

We are good people.

We love each other and this
land you have given us.

Why?

Science.

Progress. Knowledge.

Alekos.

What would you do if you had
thousands of days ahead of you?

I would walk out
into the world,

beyond the borders
of the Chosen.

Why?

To see what is there.

No one knows.

Pelops has forbidden us
ever to leave.

How has he done that?

He's nothing
but a big piece of rock.

He's a statue.

He will strike us down.
It is taught.

He will not
strike you down.

Trust me on that,
will you?

Go on out there. Take a walk.
See what's there.

Go on.

Then I could return...

and teach the people
what I know.

And in their
thousands of days,

they would learn more...

and teach their children.

Now you're talking.

Come back to the village.

It is not good
to be always alone.

Whatever time
I have left...

let me spend it
in my own way.

But you do not spend it.

You waste it.

I don't think reflecting
on my life or...

trying to figure out how to get
the rest of it back is a waste.

You are angry.

Yes.

Yes, I am.

Aren't you, now that
you know the truth?

What can we do but live
in the way we always have?

We do not have
thousands of days,

but we treasure
every moment.

I know, Kynthia.

But in my heart...

I'm a military man.

A warrior.

That's my life.

To which
my ex-wife will attest.

You love her still.

And now, because of me,
you will never see her again.

You meant no harm.

Then let me give
what I have taken.

The time of one heartbeat
can become eternity.

I'm sorry, people.
My decision is final.

Sir, neither of us show any
evidence of the nanocyte.

We can keep working here
in total isolation.

All blood and tissue samples are
being incinerated and pulverized.

Work on the
Argos Project stops now.

General...

you are condemning Colonel O'Neill
and the Argosians to death.

Captain Carter.

These things appear to possess
artificial intelligence.

Correct?

Yes. That's the way
they could adapt

their programming
to their situation.

Which means they could adapt
themselves right out of this facility.

If we destroy the samples,

we will have
nothing to work from.

I'm sorry. The risk
is just too great.

The order is final.

Sir!

We cannot
just leave him there.

Dr. Jackson,

Colonel O'Neill
is one of the finest men...

it has ever been
my pleasure to serve with.

It will be a great loss to this country
and to all of us in this room.

But I am sure
he would not hesitate...

to make the same decision for
himself that I am making now.

CARTER: We're working with computer
simulations and practical simulations.

Realistically, sir, I'm
afraid it might take years.

JACKSON: The general says
that Gate travel to Argos..

Is strictly off-limits
for the next few millennia.

But we can send
objects through,

so if you need
anything,just call.

Say something.

Colonel, I've learned
very much from you.

Thank you.

You know,
good-byes really suck.

(REWINDING)

Excuse me.

What are you doing?

Your people do not have
enough knowledge to help us.

We must ask Pelops
to return.

For crying out loud!

(CRASHING)

Old Pelops doesn't
give a rat's ass...

about things like love.

His kind kidnap
people like you...

and take 'em to other worlds
to be used as slaves.

Pelops thinks of us
as his slaves?

Then I will no longer be
one of the Chosen.

(ALL GASPS)

Nor will I.

That's the message
you ought to be sending.

(GRUNTING)

He-He did not strike us.

(CHUCKLING)

So, you like
older men, do you?

What is it?
We should go back.

We have gone too far from the village.
Pelops forbids it.

He's gone, Kynthia.
He's gone.

It'll be okay.

I promise.

Here.

AW, hell.

Have to teach you
a game I can win.

(CHUCKLES)

It is good to
see you smile.

Tell me.

Will you live the rest of your
days without making love?

Oh, God, I hope not.

We'd probably
just pass out.

Why aren't
we unconscious yet?

It should've happened
already, Kynthia.

Why aren't we asleep?

KYNTHIA: No one has awakened.

O'NEILL: Except for us.

Why?

How important
is this rule

that no one can
leave the village?

It is Pelops' first law.

Then whatever it is that knocks us
all out at night, it's right here.

What?

I'll bet...

you and I stayed awake...

because we walked out
of range.

The cure
could be as simple...

as gettin' the hell
outta Dodge.

We stay out of proximity.

No sleep.

They all stay here.

They get
no wake-up call.

There's got to be
some other variable.

Some other change.

(BEEPING)

Excuse me.

I've got
a phone call to make.

Welcome back, kids.

It's damn good
to see you again.

Don't worry.

Aside from a little prostate
problem we won't go into...

it's not so bad.

I was right.

It's a transmitter.

There were two sets of glyphs that
were quite tough to translate...

until Teal'c realized
they weren't words.

They were, in fact,
numbers.

Two different
frequencies.

One to put
the villagers to sleep

and to activate
the nanocyte...

the second one to
shut it all off for the day.

When you broke the statue,

you must've damaged
the wake-up call.

Can you recalibrate this thing
to wake these people up?

No, sir. It's useless.

I'm gonna have to use the equipment
that we brought with us.

I've loaded the frequency.

I'm switching it on now.

(CLICKS)

Alekos, the sun
is already turning.

Why did
we wake so late?

TEAL'C: Our tests indicate that your body
has been cleansed of the machines...

that plagued you.

I figure the immune system must
attack them if they aren't operating.

From now on,
you and your people

should age
at a normal rate.

What about Jack?

Me?

I'll probably move
to Florida...

get into a little retirement
home of some kind.

You'd look out of
place at your age.

Why? I look like
my grandfather.

"Look" is
the operative word here.

If our hypothesis is right,

the nanocytes
in your system...

were only meant
to imitate aging.

They weren't meant to start the
process in a full-grown adult.

What are you saying?

Without these little buggers in your
system to maintain the changes...

you should return to normal
within a week or two.

That is wonderful news.

I don't know.

I was kind
of looking forward

to a little shuffleboard
with the fellas.

Then you are leaving.

You will not be staying
with me then?

No, I won't.

What will happen to us now
if Pelops returns?

Well, I don't think
that's gonna happen.

But just in case,

we'll send some folks by now
and again to check up on you.

My heart would be glad
if you were one of them.

Sweet Kynthia...

I've learned
so much from you.

I'll treasure
every day of my life...

'cause of you.

For thousands of days?

I sure hope so.

That is almost forever.

Almost.