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[Teal'c]Previously
on Stargate SG-1...

He was unlike any warrior
we have previously encountered.

We could be dealing with an
entirely new kind of technology.

Who was the first Goa'uld
to find the device?

- His name was Telchak.
- Telchak.

If the device was kept hidden
near a water source,

it could be the basis of the
Fountain of Youth mythology.

It might be possible
to engineer a weapon

we can use against
these warriors.

C4!

[device beeps]

[Teal'c] What
is your planet of origin?

He just gave us his home world.

The State Department
has received a ransom demand

for Dr. Jackson and Dr. Lee.

We've been given 72 hours
to pay, or they will be killed.

Do they know who's behind it?

The kidnappers haven't
identified themselves.

But intel indicates
we're dealing

with Honduran anti-government
revolutionaries.

They're following
the book on this one.

Officially, they have no
intention of paying any ransom.

Unofficially?

Our ties with the Honduran
government are at stake.

No one is willing to risk
breaking policy over this.

So we send a team in
to extract 'em.

We've done it before.

Obviously the rebels are betting
that our tenuous relationship

with the Nicaraguan government
will prevent us from taking action,

but they're wrong.

I've called the president
and he's agreed to help.

As we speak, he's requesting that
the CIA gather whatever intel they can.

But whether he's willing to
risk an international incident...

Thank you, sir.

I'll let you know
the second I hear anything.

[Chalo speaking Spanish]

[exhales]

You have not had
water or food for two days.

[savoring]

[speaks Spanish]

Pick of the season.

This is very good.

Today we're going to start slow.

I'm going to ask you again.

What is this?

And this is the part
where you do not talk?

Okay.

Hmm?

For you and your friend...
if you tell me what this is.

[Raphael sighs]

I don't know how long
someone can go without food...

but I believe the human body

needs water
every three or four days.

It's an ancient artifact.

- An artifact?
- Yeah.

I'm an archaeologist. That's
what I do. I look for artifacts.

Well, I found one.
[chuckles nervously]

[sighs]

Seriously, I'm an archaeologist.

You guys can look me up
on the Internet if you want.

Do you have a computer?

It all makes perfect sense.

You're nothing more
than an archaeologist,

and you find
and study artifacts.

It makes perfect sense.

[leader] Hmm.

I'm going to ask you
one last time.

What is this?

And again you're not
so talkative.

What gives you the right
to come into our country

and steal valuable artifacts?

You call yourself a scientist?
You're nothing but a thief.

[scoffs]

And you think
you're better than me.

- But I have reasons for what I do.
- I don't doubt that.

Chalo.

And here's something else
you should not doubt, compadre.

You will tell me
what I want to know.

[theme music playing]

A CIA operative in Honduras,
an Agent Burke,

believes he knows

where Dr. Jackson
and Dr. Lee were taken.

- Burke?
- Do you know him?

Yes, I do.

Anything I should know about?
He's the only agent on this.

- We're stuck with him regardless, right?
- Right.

Nothing you should know about.

I see.

He's requested that you
participate in the extraction.

The president
has green-lit the op.

There's a C-130
waiting for you at Peterson.

It leaves for Honduras
in two hours.

Yes, sir.

- Sir?
- I'm going after Daniel.

Good.

- This other mission...
- Shouldn't be a problem, sir.

- When do you leave?
- Now.

Good luck.

You, too.

[grunts]

[indistinct chattering
in Spanish]

[Dr. Lee] No!
I don't know anything!

[labored breathing]

We've confirmed that Anubis
has a base on Tartarus.

A powerful sensor array
prevents anyone

from approaching
the planet unnoticed.

The stargate on Tartarus
is inside the structure

and has a powerful force field
protecting it.

We need to know how Anubis
created this new soldier,

confirm what we believe
his intentions are

and, if possible, stop him.
Any ideas?

Even if we could defeat
the force field,

we have to assume that the
stargate would be heavily guarded.

We must gain access
to the planet

by somehow temporarily
shutting down the sensor array.

I agree. The question is, how?

[in Selmak's voice] I will
walk through the stargate.

- Selmak?
- Yes.

Come again?

I wear the armor
of Anubis' assassin.

According to your account
on Ramius' planet,

it passed through
the force field trap.

But at what physical cost?

We have no way of knowing.

The force field around
that stargate

has got to be more powerful
than the one we used.

I'm sorry, kid.
I'm with Selmak on this one.

He'll keep me alive.

Does anyone else
have a better idea?

Once I've deactivated
the sensor array,

a scout ship can then
approach the planet.

Radioactive isotopes
taken beforehand

will permit us
to move around freely

without being detected by
internal sensors inside the base.

- What's your exit plan?
- The scout ship.

During the mission,
I will conceal it

in one of the planet's
many low-lying chasms,

powering down
to further avoid detection.

Major, you have a go.

[waiter speaking in Spanish]

[speaks Spanish]

You don't look
very happy to see me.

I'd have given anything
to see your face

when you heard my name.
[chuckles]

Hey, it's okay, man. It's okay.

It's not okay.

I've got 48 hours to find
my friend before he's killed.

- Just tell me what you know.
- Okay, all business all the time.

I can dig that station.

This is the last place
Daniel Jackson was seen

before he hired a guy named Rogelio
Duran to take him into the jungle.

And a short time after that
he was snatched

by anti-Honduran extremists.

And you know this how?

It's how this particular
splinter group does business.

Last year they kidnapped
an important engineer

working on the Cajon River Dam.

Big American contract,
insurance pays off,

and they finance their little war
against the government with the ransom.

- This engineer. Did he live?
- Yeah, he did.

Sometimes they don't.

- What about weapons?
- Okay, this is colorful.

Honduras and Nicaragua are in
the middle of a territorial dispute.

I know what you're thinking.
When are they not?

So, because of this, anyone in
the "I hate Honduras" fan club

can seek shelter behind the
Nicaraguan borders and buy guns.

What kinda guns?
AKs, AKs for days.

Nicaragua gets their stuff
directly from Russia now,

but in the '80s they inherited
all the old stuff from Cuba.

[chuckling]
How do you like that?

They let us fight Cuba from their
shores, we got our asses kicked,

and Cuba gives them the guns.

You know, we could get shot at

by an AK-47 that was fired
at the Bay of Pigs attack.

- You've been down here too long, Burke.
- Hey, you think so?

You know why I got
this crappy posting

- in this stink hole part of the world?
- No.

Oh, here comes the blame. Are
you gonna try and blame me now?

Yeah, I do.

You could've stood up for me.
Hillary left me.

What do you think happens
in a friendly fire incident

when one team member gets killed
and the other doesn't vouch for him?

I didn't see
what happened to Woods.

I told 'em what I knew.

I wasn't gonna lie.
I told 'em what I knew.

I'm not talkin' about lying.
I'm talkin' about my head.

You, me, Woods,
we were buddies, man.

You knew me.

- Told 'em what I knew.
- Well, you didn't tell 'em enough.

And now you're here, stuck in
my part of the world. You need me.

- And I'm calling it on this one.
- I don't think so.

I know how to get over the borders,
I know where these rebels operate.

- Oh, yeah, I'm in charge.
- No.

- You're just the guide.
- Just the guide?

- That's what you think of me now?
- That's right.

You're not so gone
you don't understand

the need for a clear chain
of command, are you?

You wanna know how "gone" I am?

[speaks Spanish]

[speaks Spanish]

I am a guide.

This? It's just my day job.

[groans]

I never thought
I would die like this.

Ah, you're not dead yet.

[gasps]

I'm sorry, Daniel.

I couldn't take it.

I told them.

What?

What did you tell them?

Everything.

[sighs]

- How's that, sir?
- Pretty good.

Reminds me
of my old football days.

Did they have helmets
back in those days, sir?

Funny.

- Jacob, you okay in there?
- It's surprisingly light.

- I guess it's time.
- Good luck.

Thank you, George.

You.

Come with me.

Sit.

You seem damaged.

[system chiming]

- Come on, Dad.
- The array is yet to be shut down.

We are helpless to act.

Even if we were to attempt
secure communication...

We'd have to leave our position

from the dark side of this moon,

making us visible
to their sensors.

[system chiming]

- [Anubis] Thoth.
- Lord Anubis, I was not expecting you.

[Anubis] Tell me
how this one has fared.

This one has just
returned, my Lord.

I need time to finish
my preliminary analysis

before I can make
a proper report.

[Anubis] It can wait.

There is a remote probe
malfunctioning.

It requires your attention.

Yes, my Lord.

So many things could've
gone wrong. He's so stubborn.

Agent Carter, perhaps
it is time to consider...

[alarm beeping]

[chuckles]

The sensor array
is powered down.

[system powering up]

No doubt your father's
stubbornness.

- Dad, we're on the way.
- [Jacob]Good.

When you touch down, proceed
to the exhaust port assemblage.

- Think I've found a way to get you in.
- Copy.

Now, hold up.

- This is it.
- As I told you, there's nothing here.

[Burke] There is this well
in the middle of nowhere,

standard U.S. military
boot-tread all around.

Make a wish.

Hmm.

What took you so long?

How hard could it be
to track their GPS locators?

I'm just kidding. I only been
here a couple of minutes myself.

- Change your mind?
- In a manner of speaking.

[speaks Spanish]

[speaks Spanish]

[speaks Spanish]

This is the end
of the road, man.

I mean, you didn't think these guys
were gonna make it easy on you, did ya?

- I'll take you where you need to go.
- For old times' sake?

You know, I took
an emotional inventory,

and I realized that
I have some issues.

Thought maybe we can put our
petty differences aside on this one.

You're gonna need me when
this thing goes down, buddy.

Come on, give me a chance.
I won't let you down.

[speaks Spanish]

[speaks Spanish]

Now we're talkin' sports fans!

Okay, my name is Burke
and I'll be your guide.

Today we'll be looking at indigenous
vegetation of Central America.

Watch your step, ladies.
We're not in Minnesota.

[Jack] Easy.

If you value the life
of your friend,

you will tell me
what I want to know.

Your friend told me this device

may be the origin
of the Fountain of Youth myth.

- Yeah, maybe.
- How does it work?

[Daniel] I don't know.

Look, you grabbed us five
minutes after we found it.

Who is this Telchak?

[sighs]
He's a mythological figure,

a Mayan god that may or may not
have lived here thousands of years ago.

So this device is
many thousands of years old?

[sighs] Possibly.

And this Mayan god brought
this device to his temple?

For what purpose?

- [grunts]
- [yelps]

- To hide it? To use it? I don't know.
- Use it?

- On whom?
- People! Mayan people!

What would it do to them?

Look, the research
I used to find it

just gave a cryptic warning the
device was dangerous, even harmful.

That's all I know!

I do not think it is so harmful.

I have never in my life felt
as strong as I do right now.

- You turned it on?
- Yes.

Turn it off. You don't know
what you're dealing with.

The effects of the device
may be unstable.

It's very dangerous.

Look, it's beyond our
comprehension. Turn it off!

- You're lying.
- What if he isn't?

The device is cursed.

Rafael, we should turn it off.

Turn it off?

Do you not feel
different as well?

I do, and it scares me.

[speaks Spanish]

[in English] If you
will not turn it off, I will.

[breath trembling]

[dings]

[Sam] What happened?

I fooled the exhaust port into
thinking it needs the purging system.

- Mean with the sensor array.
- I got held up.

You weren't worried
about me, were you?

[scoffs]

Help me get this off.

[Burke] Rebels
move around a lot.

The grunts are self-taught
bush fighters.

It's harvest season. Most of
them tend to their farms right now.

Those who don't are ex-military,

most likely holding up about
20 klicks northwest of Ocotal.

Well, this wasn't
supposed to be on the tour.

At least we know
we're on the right track.

[yelps]

I've been shot.

[groans] No.

You have been shot.

[speaks Spanish]

Air Rescue should be here
in about an hour.

Hmm.

I've been lying here for days.

- What's another hour?
- Who did this?

[speaks Spanish]

All right.

We're looking
for two scientists.

- Dr. Jackson?
- Yeah.

They have him. They went
north, across the border.

- Go.
- We're not just gonna leave you.

Sure you can, senor.

Help will be here soon.
Don't worry.

This is not the first time
I've been shot.

Save your friends.

Please.

They owe me lots of money.

- Ah.
- Oh.

I love American gum.

Good guys.

[Anubis] Speak.

Lord Anubis, one of the
Kull Warriors is missing.

[Anubis] What is the reason
for this behavior?

There was damage...

but I believe our method of governing
the symbiote mind is still flawed.

[Anubis] Unacceptable.

Determine the origin of the
flaw... and report back to me.

Yes, my Lord.

[Burke] He moved, I killed him.
It was as simple as that.

I thought he was a hostile.

It's all history, Burke.

Now's not really the time.

I know we were out of position.

And I wanted to cut
the angle down to cover you

as you approached the objective.

I guess Woods
was doin' the same.

So you both took it upon yourselves
to improvise at the same time?

That's right.

That's the third one I've seen.

How many do you think
Anubis has?

There's no way of telling yet.

I'm just guessing,
but at least a handful.

The lab I was in
was made to service several.

- Symbiote holding tanks.
- All empty.

This one is not.

Shouldn't we at least
wait till night-time?

I don't think we have that long.

We won't get 100 yards
before they kill us.

Yeah, if we stay,
they'll definitely kill us.

I saw the short-term effects
of that device.

I know what a sarcophagus
does to a person's sanity.

And this is far more powerful.

I don't think
we want to stick around

to find out what long-term
exposure does.

Judging by the number
of holding tanks in this room,

Anubis must be planning to have
the queen spawn thousands of Goa'uld.

But why?

A symbiote is spawned with the
genetic memory of the maternal bloodline.

They're egomaniacal
and power-hungry.

It's not exactly a good
combination for a foot soldier.

- That's right. But look at this.
- [system chimes]

This queen, whoever she is,
must be in league with Anubis.

She's preparing
for a spawn cycle,

yet her brainwave pattern
is minimal.

She has no intention of
passing on her genetic memory.

- The symbiotes will be blank slates.
- Much like Egeria on Pangar.

And Anubis will be free to
imprint them however he sees fit.

No free will, they're drones.

They make the perfect soldier.

Deadly, fearless,
unquestioning loyalty.

But this is too similar to what
happened on Pangar to be a coincidence.

How did Anubis
find out about Egeria?

Jonas Quinn.

Anubis must have acquired this information
when he scanned Jonas Quinn's mind.

If Anubis had any designs
on creating a drone soldier,

that information would've been
the final piece of the puzzle.

This queen must not be
permitted to spawn again.

- Teal'c's right.
- Okay.

We take what time
we have remaining

and try to find out
what else Anubis is up to.

Then we detonate the C4
and get outta here.

[Burke] Could be just
a couple of klicks now.

How can you trust me?

I don't.

Think I asked you to come down
here so I could shoot you, too?

Why would I think that?

Forget I said anything.

You've had plenty
of opportunity before now.

What's worse is that you
think I'm just incompetent.

For crying out loud, Burke.

So you're perfectly willing
to go into a hot situation

with me watching your back?

I have no choice,

and I was thinking
of sending you in first,

- me watching your back.
- You wanna know the truth?

I mean, come on,
you really don't wanna know?

Man, it wasn't my fault.

I mean, I didn't choose,
I just reacted.

It stinks,
the whole damn thing stinks.

You wanna know what really
happened? Fine, I'll tell ya.

Woods was ghosting us.

He sold out, he was no good.

He was sending out
a rogue transmission,

he was giving our position away.

Woods realized that I was onto
him, and he turned his weapon on me,

and I just reacted.

Why didn't you come
forward with this?

Come on, man, you
remember how close we were.

The wives and the beers
and the barbecues.

I couldn't do that to Cindy.

It comes out
Woods was a traitor,

she doesn't see a penny
of that pension.

A month away
from his retirement?

Woods wasn't gonna retire.

He was setting himself up as
a mercenary for that warlord.

He made his choice, he's gone.
That's all that matters.

[gun firing]

That's not good.

[speaks Spanish]

No!

You let them escape.

[speaks Spanish]

There must be a console
somewhere

that will let us access
a log of recent activity.

Even if it doesn't contain
Anubis' long range plans,

we might be able to gather
intel on the movement of his fleet.

Nothing but labs, corridors,
and storage in this direction.

I think Anubis' quarters
are this way.

[gun firing]

[Daniel] Bill,
you gotta keep moving.

[yells in Spanish]

[grunts]

- I can't. I can't breathe.
- Yes, you can. Come on!

- Okay...
- Daniel...

Stay down. I'll draw them off.

[panting]

[gun firing]

Ah!

[marching footsteps]

[Anubis] You are all
my children... Kull Warriors.

You are the instruments
of my conquest.

[warriors chanting] Hail Anubis!

Machete.

I'm going to skin you alive.

- [gun fires]
- [man groans]

[bodies thudding]

How many more are there?

- Daniel!
- That's it. You got 'em all.

[panting]

What are you doing here?

There must be thousands of them.

Fools!

[groans]

[alarm sounding]

[Anubis speaking
Goa'uld language]

C4.

Bra'tac, we need that ride, now!

[Bra'tac]| will
be there momentarily.

[Daniel groans]

- Will you be able to walk on this?
- Yeah.

- Telchak's device reanimates dead tissue.
- Yeah, whatever. Come on.

Hey, get down!

[grunts]

What's with the guy
from Evil Dead?

Um...

Classified?

Yeah.

[snorts]

You guys are into some
crazy crap, man! [laughs]

[alarm blaring]

[Jacob] Got it!

Go!

- [thud]
- What was that?

It can't be good. Just punch it.

Someone has opened
the rear engine access hatch.

We're mid-flight.

[footsteps approaching]

Teal'c, are you hurt?

Indeed.

Where?

My pride.

An old man did what I could not.

Sam?

Sam.

No, don't move. Just lie still.

[groans]

What hurts?

Everything.

That's a good sign.

Perimeter's clear.

Just heard from Air Rescue.
They got the guide.

- Rogelio?
- Yeah, he's gonna be okay.

They'll be here soon.

Hey.

- Nice backup.
- Sure thing, buddy. Anytime, anywhere.

You know, I think I should recommend
that you be posted to a nicer place.

A temperate zone?
Not too hot, not too cold?

Fine-lookin' women that put
out like broken candy machines?

Whatever. I'll see
what I can do.

Thanks, buddy.

Is that the thing that made
the guy do that thing?

Yeah, it's okay. It's off now.

Good. That's good.

Yeah. At least,
we think it's off.

It's not glowing anymore, so...

Glowing thing
really gives it away,

so if it's not glowing anymore,
it shouldn't be on anymore.

- Do you wanna hold it?
- No.

[laughs]

That's crazy!

So... Miss me?

Of course, sir.

Well, it couldn't have been
that bad. You're all still alive.

As are you and Daniel Jackson.

- Daniel?
- I'm fine.

- We got the device from Telchak.
- Good.

Hopefully we can engineer
a weapon from it.

You must, or we will be left
helpless to combat these new warriors.

We have some bad news, sir.

Anubis has an entire army
of these super-soldiers.

There are thousands of them.

The best we were able to do was
delay his ability to manufacture more.

We'll debrief fully
in one hour. Welcome home.

Hey.

So, nice command.

We did manage
to make it out alive, sir.

There's that.

Lunch?

[theme music playing]