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When we found Ernest littlefield on pbz—908, we also discovered

a repository of information.

Meaning of life sort of stuff.

Daniel: Yes.

Based on the 4 distinct alien languages

inscribed in the wall,

we concluded it was some sort of meeting place

where these 4 races would—...

General Hammond: We all re—read the mission reports, Dr. Jackson.

Ok. Right. Well, 2 days ago,

the probe sent back this image from p3r—272.

Now, if you look closely,

you'll see that the symbols match

one of the inscriptions from the meeting place

on Ernest's planet.

So, you realize whatthis means.

You know what the circle of symbols says?

No, I don't.

I don't even know what it sounds like.

But based on the norse rune

at the bottom of this inscription,

I'm positive that one of the 4 races in the alliance

is Thor's race, the asguard.

Obviously, that would make

the aliens that belong to this language

their allies.

I do believe this world

is worth exploring, Daniel Jackson.

Very strange.

Breathable air, moderate temperature.

Where's the life support coming from?

Walls are solid.

As the probe indicated, there appears to be no exit.

Well...

This was an intergalactic waste of time.

Well, wait a minute, sir.

Where's the power for the lights coming from?

What's the point of this place?

Daniel: Hello?!

Hello?!

I'm Daniel Jackson.

We're peaceful explorers

from the planet earth.

It's worth a try.

Daniel, how long you figure we oughtto hang out here

and scratch our cosmic heads?

Well, we can't just give up

why not?

Let's go home.

Ok, that's something.

Jack: Watch yourself there, Teal'c.

What do you see?

Blackness.

Filled with colored lights.

Whoa!

Uhh!

Aah!

Colonel!

Jack!

Can you hear me?

His pulse is racing.

Daniel, dial th e gate.

Pupils are back to normal.

Pulse is fine. You feel ok?

Great. Don't remember athing.

You were catatonic for about an hour

after thatthing released your head.

Physically, I can't find anything wrong with you.

Well, okey—dokey.

So, what caused this device to appear?

We're not sure.

Colonel O'Neill passed through a circle

on the floor just before the device appeared.

I was the first to look into it.

What did you see?

Lights. He saw lights.

That's what he said he saw, lights.

We done?

Not exactly.

Why didn'tthe device react to Teal'c

the same way it did to you?

I don't know.

Perhaps because I am ajaffa.

We've seen alien technologies

that have been sensitive to the presence

of a Goa'uld before,

like Thor's hammer.

Teal'c looked. I looked.

It grabbed my head.

I passed out. I came to.

We're here. We're home.

Can we go?

Sir, are you ok?

I'm fine. I'm just fine.

Little tired, maybe.

Hammond: Colonel.

Are you sure you're ok?

I am absolutely fine.

There is nothing cruvus with me.

What?

You just said there's nothing cruvus with you.

I did not.

Yes, you did.

No, I didn't.

Yes, you did. Didn't.

Did. Didn't.

Did.

Cruvus? What is that?

I don't know.

Um...

Well, I'm guessing in the context

of what you're saying that you were trying to say

that there's nothing wrong with you.

Hammond: Why don't you take some time to relax, colonel?

You're dismissed.

But do me a favor and stay on the base.

Keep an eye on him.

What is the reason for these padded gloves, O'Neill?

So we don't hurt each other.

I'll be honest with you, Teal'c.

It's so you don't hurt me.

If our purpose is to not cause each other harm,

why then are we doing battle?

What can I tell you? It's boxing.

It's fun. Come on.

Come on, Teal'c, you gotta move around a little bit.

You gotta dance.

I do not understand, O'Neill.

Are we preparing to dance or to do battle?

Teal'c, if you don't move around,

you're a sitting duck. You're atarget.

Whoo!

Huh? Like that.

I'm sorry. You all right?

I am fine.

Well, that's why you gotta move—...

How was that, O'Neill?

It was good. That was good.

Uh, the thing about keeping your hands up—...

Is my nose bleeding?

You are fine.

Keep your hands up.

You gotta keep your—— Your feet moving

and, uh, bend your cozars. Keep your cozars bent.

I am unfamiliar with that word.

What? Cozars?

Cozars. You gotta bend your cozars.

I believe you are referring to your legs, O'Neill.

All right!

What the hell is going on with me?

What do you mean?

Well, apparently, I have lost the fallatus

to speak properly.

That wasn't a joke.

I didn't do that on purpose.

Several times now, colonel O'Neill has used

strange words in place of common terms.

Ok. What was that word you just used?

I believe it was fallatus.

Ok, that sounds kind of close to medieval Latin.

So, possibly a derivation, maybe even a root.

Faculatus is Latin for ability.

You said you lost the fallatus

to speak properly.

Noo ani anqueetas.

What?

Noo ani anqueetas. Hic qua videeum.

Jack, are you reading this?

I don't know. You tell me.

Daniel: Well, I don't know. I haven't even been able

to associate sounds to the symbols.

Do you know whatthis means?

No!

I'm just looking at it,

and the words pop right into my fron.

Does anybody think this is odd?

The language he's speaking has similar sounds

to medieval Latin, but it's still quite different.

So he's in the infirmary now?

Yes, but before we took him there,

he just picked up a chalk

and did this in about 30 seconds flat.

Do you have any idea what this means?

No. I mean, even the simple equations

don't make any sense.

No, this is like no math I've ever seen.

A normal human brain operates at about 5—10%

of its functional capacity at any given time.

Colonel O'Neill's brain is operating

at over 90% capacity.

Well, how is that possible?

I don't know.

Where is colonel O'Neill?

Well, he should be in the infirmary.

He is notthere.

Teal'c, you take the gate room.

I'll check the locker room.

Colonel!

What are you doing?

I need this.

What for?

I have no idea.

Where is he now?

He's with Teal'c.

Do you think his current condition

poses any threat?

Sir, I don't even know what's wrong with him.

All I can tell you is that his brain function

has increased tenfold.

Jack was able to read the alien language—...

Both the inscription from the wall

of the meeting place on Ernest's planet,

and the circle of symbols from 272

where this happened to him.

What does it mean?

Uh, well, my translation's a little bit vague.

Ithinkthe circle means "the place of our legacy."

Um...

Or it could be "a piece of our leg."

Butthe first seems to make more sense.

The point is colonel O'Neill

is unwillingly speaking an alien language.

We know the asguard oppose the Goa'uld,

so it's possible all the members

of this 4—race alliance feltthe same.

Which might explain why the viewer

locked out Teal'c.

What are you saying?

What if this device somehow downloaded

an alien language into Jack's brain?

Your presence is required in the control room.

What's he doing?

I do not know.

Hammond: Captain Carter?

The main system's down, sir.

I'm locked out.

Colonel? Yes, sir?

What are you doing?

I don't know, sir. You know me and computers.

Colonel, I'm ordering you to stop

I'd love to, sir, but I can't.

Stop him.

No! Not yet! I'm not fargus!

Sir, ithink he wants to finish what he's doing.

I can't reboot, sir.

Uh—oh.

Captain?

Sir, this is machine code.

The numbers the colonel was entering

must have been some sort of program.

What did you do?

Samantha: It's the destination map.

These are all the Stargates we've been to.

Sam, are those new gates popping up?

It's not possible.

It——it takes days to calcu late

the planetary shift of each new location.

Well, wait a second.

Sir, the new Stargates did not come

from the abydos cartouche data that we put in.

Hammond: Butthat's the only reference we have, isn't it?

The colonel must've input new Stargate locations into the computer.

Well, I guess that thing must've put more

than just a language into your brain.

That circular inscription read

"the place of our legacy."

What if thatthing

you looked into was some sort of alien database

like the one we found on Ernest's planet?

All the knowledge that these particular aliens possessed.

Colonel,

you're not under arrest,

but you're also not to touch anything else

on this base without permission.

Understood?

Eetium...

Sir.

Well, you can only stare at a computer screen

for so long.

Colonel, that program you entered

rewrote massive amounts of the machine code.

Jack seems to have completely lost

the ability to speak anything

but the alien language.

Really?

Wow.

Butthe good news is we seem to have more

of the alien inscription translated.

Noo ani anqueetas. "We are the ancients."

Who are the ancients?

Well, ithinkthey could be the teachers of roads.

See, the romans were the first real road builders.

They spoke Latin, andthey learned

to build roads from gods known as the ancient ones.

I'm still not following you.

Roads.

Stargates.

The gate builders.

What if these ancients were the alien race

who invented the Stargate?

You're still just speculating, right?

Well, that would certainly explain

why Jack knew about Stargates

the Goa'uld haven't even discovered yet.

I don't know, Daniel.

Why would they invent a device that would do this?

"The place of our legacy." To pass on their knowledge.

Jack may have knowledge

of the original gate builders

downloaded into his brain.

Eego indeeo navo lochus.

Ego means "I."

Indeeo.

Need.

Navo. N ew.

Lochus.

Lochus.

Daniel: Lochus, lochus.

Locatia. Location. You need a new location.

You need a new location.

Where do you want to go?

Ok. Good luck, you guys.

I have to get back to the computer.

Sir, I really wish you could explain this.

"10 eouals 8."

10 equals 8.

10 equals 8.

Sir, this is base 8 math.

The problem may only be affecting

the verbal language center of your brain.

It's a different function than writing,

but it looks like the problem is advancing.

Since he lostthe ability to speak gradually,

ithink whatever has affected him

may be taking over incrementally.

Well, what's the worst case scenario?

Well, your computer analogy's pretty good.

Colonel, your hard drive has been filled with information

that is written in a language

your computer doesn't understand.

If it continues to progress the way it has thus far,

you may eventually lose the ability to write

or even comprehend us.

Or worse, the computer could shut down altogether.

Sir, we've been sending probes to the addresses

colonel O'Neill entered into the computer,

hoping that one would lead us to the race

that affected his mind.

We think we may have found something.

P9q—281 has a pedestal near the gate

with symbols on it that match the alien language

that Jack is speaking.

Then I suggest we check it out.

You're authorized to go, captain.

Major castleman will be joining sg—I

on this mission.

Well, if Jack's not going, then I have to stay.

Why is that, doctor?

Well, if Sam and Teal'c make contact with the ancients

and they can report back an d—...

And then Jack and I will go,

but until then, I mean, translating this language

may be the most important thing we've done

since we opened the Stargate.

You see, I'm pretty sure that Jack is speaking

the language of the original gate builders.

At the very least, I'm positive

that it's one of the races who created the repository

of information on Ernest's planet—...

The, uh... Meaning of life stuff.

And, sir, I believe that the equation

colonel O'Neill wrote on the blackboard

is a revolutionary formula

for calculating the distance between planetary bodies.

Daniel: And the bottom line, sir,

what about Jack?

I mean, right now I'm possibly his only hope

for communicating on any kind of serious level.

I can't leave him like this,

and iwon't.

All right.

The rest of you will leave at 1600 hours.

Hammond on P.A.: Sg—I, your mission is a go.

I think we're getting hung up on the grammar.

Ok, you have to go th rough the Stargate.

Where? Where to?

Back to the planet where this happened?

You have to go back there?

Come.

Sir, sg—I did not return the probe on schedule.

Let's open the gate and try to make contact.

Yes, sir!

Sg—I, this is Stargate command.

Do you read? Over.

They're responding, sir. Video and audio.

Carter: Do not send rescue team.

Repeat. Do not send rescue team.

This is general Hammond. We copy, captain.

Where is major castleman?

He's looking for shelter, sir.

We're in a little trouble here.

We can't dial out.

The dhd seized up when we tried

to send the probe back.

The temperature here is increasing rapidly,

which probably explains

why we haven't found any indigenous life forms.

The probe's data did not reveal a second sun,

which Rose about a half an hour ago.

General, we're gonna get one heck of a sunburn

if we stay here much longer.

Can you dial in manually?

Teal'c's attempting a manual dial now, sir,

but we can't do it with the wormhole

open from your end.

I copy that, captain.

If you're not back in one hour,

we will open the wormhole again

for further communication. Good luck.

Sgc out.

What's he doing now?

Building something.

I've been taking some notes,

but I'm finding it a little hard to follow.

I have to go downstairs.

Sam and Teal'c are in trouble.

What?

Just don't tell Jack.

I think he's got enough on his mind.

Sir, this mylar material added

to a Stan dard—issue field tent

should provide ioto 20 degrees worth of protection.

We've augmented some air coolers

to work with portable generators.

But how are they gonna get home?

Well, based on captain Carter's

description of the problem,

we've been running probability tests

using the function data we correlated so far

from the dhd found in Antarctica.

Do you understand what he said?

It sounds like they have no idea.

Well, actually, it's not no idea, sir,

just not much of one yet.

But we're working on it.

Manual dial—in failed, sir.

Dhd is stuck mid—dial

and seems to be locking the gate in place.

Are we recording this?

Yes, sir.

By my calculations, we could be facing

atemperature of over

in less than 4 hours.

Captain, we're sending through a package

of heat—resistant tents and portable air coolers.

General, I don'tthink you understand

how hot it's gonna get.

Nothing you send us will provide enough protection.

We'll be dead before the end of the day, sir.

I think he's finished.

What is it?

That's it?

Ok. Well, let's—...

Let's just leave this thing for now.

Believe it or not, I have something

a little more important to discuss.

I didn't want to tell you this before

because I thought you had enough on your mind.

Sam, Teal'c, and the rest of sg—I are in trouble.

The dhd on p9q-281 isn't working,

and they can't get home. To make matters worse,

there is a very hot sun rising.

They don't have much time.

Carter: The rest of the symbols won't engage.

The dhd is locking the gate in place

so we can't dial in manually.

I've tried everything I know about these things.

Look...

No one else believes that you have the knowledge

of the original gate builders

in your head right now except me.

What——what's he doing?

I don't know.

Well, do you think this is going to help?

I——I don't—...

I really don't know.

"Sh ut up and go away."

Siler: The problem we're having

is powering out the dhd

and getting it to recharge its capacitors.

Expert: Removing the power source

and reinstalling

always rebooted the system in the tests.

But we never simulated a mid—dial lockup.

We have to dial in right now.

What is it?

The colonel has a solution.

He does?

Daniel: We weren't sure what he was drawing at first, but...

That's the dial home device.

And the instructions on how to fix it.

There isn't much time.

Here. You guys can, uh,

work on this for a while.

What is it?

No idea. Well, actually,

not no idea, just not much of one yet,

but work on it.

The object has reached its destination, sir.

Now we have to hope those instructions were right.

Medic: All right, easy, easy.

Glad to have you back.

I thought our goose was...

Quite literally cooked this time, sir.

These plans were perfect. Who came up with them?

Colonel?

I am sorry, O'Neill.

We could not find awayto help you.

Feel better?

Much, thanks.

Is this what you wanted to show me?

Yes. Jack built it, but no one seems

to be able to figure out what it is.

Colonel, you have no idea what it is

or why you built it?

Captain Carter, to the control room.

Captain Carter, to the control room.

We were preparing to send sg—ii

to the next new Stargate address that colonel O'Neill

programmed into the computer.

The gate wouldn't dial out.

The computer's frozen.

That doesn't make any sense.

We just ran a full diagnostic.

The Stargate's trying to draw more power

than usual from the system.

I'm guessing we should follow him.

Should we not attempt to stop him, Daniel Jackson?

Wait a minute.

Jack, what are you doing?

Euge.

I think that means good.

Jack, I really don't know

if this is a good thing.

Euge, euge.

I don'tthink he understands us anymore.

Sir, somehow th e Stargate

just got a huge power boost.

It's drawing iotimes more power than normal.

Isn'tthat impossible?

Yes, sir. The circuit should have blown.

This is general Hammond.

I want sergeant siler and a maintenance crew

to the power room immediately.

Uh, sir?

The gate is dialing out.

Where to?

I have no way of knowing.

We've completely lost control, sir.

Let's go! Move it, move it!

Keep on going! Let's go!

Chevron 5 is encoded.

That device that Jack built

is some sort of energy source.

He just hooked it up in the power vault.

Well, that explains

where the gate's getting all the extra power.

I would not have authorized that, Dr. Jackson.

Captain, how do we stop this?

You could have siler pull the main breaker.

Simmons: Chevron 6 is encoded.

Wait. Jack has been saying

thatthis is a good thing.

Now, so far he's done nothing bad.

So far.

Chevron 7...

Is encoded?

And it's not the point of origin.

What?

General, what if all these anomalies

that have been happening to Jack

are part of some big plan?

What plan?

Well, earlier Jack was telling me

he had to go through the gate.

Maybe everything up until now

has been leading to this.

Carter: What's it doing?

Chevron 8 is locked.

The wormhole is tracking.

Captain?

Sir, the computer indicates

that the wormhole is leaving our known network

of Stargates.

It's going outside of our galaxy.

Far out.

That's why the gate needed all the extra power.

Hold on.

I thought Stargate addresses were 6 points in space

with the seventh being the point of origin.

The extra chevron must add a new distance calculation

to the existing points,

kind of like dialing a different area code.

Now what?

Hammond: Colonel!

I'm just supposed to letyou go?

H e's already gon e, general.

I don'tthinkwe have much of a choice.

I will accompany you, O'Neill.

I really think he needs

to do this alone, Teal'c.

I really hope this is the rightthing to do.

Wait.

Without the remote code device,

he won't be able to get back.

Without knowing where he's going and why,

that could put us in further jeopardy.

I'm sorry. I can't authorize it.

Jack.

You understand that if you do this,

if you go...

You might not be able to come back.

Traveler is still en route.

We've lost the traveler.

Egoo...

Deserde asordo.

Comdo asordo.

I'm gonna redial.

The computer won't accept the eighth chevron.

Hammond.

Siler: It's sergeant siler, sir.

The device that's hooked to the power grid,

it seems to be dead.

Hello.

Um...

Thank you.

You are welcome.

You understand me?

We speak many languages.

You're the asguard.

Thor's race, right?

You have heard of us?

Nothing but good things.

You looked into the archive

that stores all the ancients' knowledge.

Apparently.

It was not meant for you.

What?

This was all an accident?

Human physiology has not advanced to the point

where your brain could handle that technology.

Uh, so...

Where am I?

This is the asguard planet othala

in the galaxy of ida.

Why did I come here?

The ancients moved on

from our region of space long ago,

butyour subconscious mind

used their knowledge to find us here

where you could get help

very impressive.

Well...

You know.

We did notthink your brains had advanced

even that far.

How is it...

You know so much about our brains?

We have studied your race closely.

What did you learn?

That your species has great potential.

Great potential.

That's good.

Understand this:

There was once an alliance

of 4 great races in the galaxy.

The asguard,

the nox—...

Metthem.

The furlings—...

Don't know them.

And the ancients,

the builders of the Stargates.

That's a pretty heady group

the alliance was built over many millennia.

Your race has much to prove

before we may interact on that level.

Look...

You all seem to be quite wonderful...

People.

And...

I don't want to sound ungrateful

because I really, really appreciate

you getting all that stuff out of my head...

But you folks should understand...

That we're out there now.

We might not be ready

for a lot of this stuff,

but we're doing the best we can.

We are a very curious race.

You have already taken the first steps

towards becoming the fifth race.

Sir, we're gonna have

to shut the whole system down and reboot.

Can you close the Iris if necessary?

Apparently not.

That's not good.

Captain, I don't care what you have to do,

I want control of this system back.

Yes, sir. I'm trying.

We have an incoming wormhole.

Everything seems to be back on line again, sir,

including the Iris.

Good work, captain.

I'm back.

What happened?

Do you still possess

the knowledge of the ancients?

Nope.

Don't remember athing.

But you know that meaning of life stuff?

I think we're gonna be all right.