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Daniel: Shouldn't they be here by now?

O'Neill: Yes.

Teal'c: I do not believe the tok'ra would mislead us.

Well, assuming it was th e tok'ra

who sentthe message to meetthem here

in the first place...

I mean, all we really received

was a set of coordinates.

On our radio frequency.

Who else would send us a signal like that?

You know, I'm not real crazy

about this "don't call us, we'll call you" policy.

There!

Drop!

Holy buckets.

Help me.

Well...

Whoa.

Whoa. Is that who ithink it is?

Tauri, please.

Teal'c, apophis is much more valuable to us

alive than dead.

Sir, we've got incoming.

All right. Dial us up. Get us out of here.

What are they doing?

Teal'c: They wish to take apophis alive.

Colonel?

General Hammond, apophis.

Apophis...

General Hammond.

We've met.

I demand Cal mah.

I'm not really sure,

but I thinkwhat he's asking for is...

Sanctuary.

Right.

Why?

I think some rival Goa'uld just kicked his ass.

There were several other death gliders in pursuit

when we took him prisoner, sir.

I demand Cal mah!

You're not in a position to demand anything, sir.

Lock him up.

Sir, with all due respect, he is badly injured.

He is not gonna be any good to you at all

unless we get him into the O.R. right now.

Do what you need to keep him alive, doctor.

We've got a lot of questions that need answers.

Yes, sir. Ok, let's move him.

I'm gonna start him on 2 I.V.S

and run ringer's lactate wide open. Let's go.

I want 4 sfs posted at all times.

If he attempts to escape,

you're authorized to do whatever is necessary

to stop him.

We'll debrief at 1100 hours.

Yes, sir.

Dr. Fraiser: Both femurs were smashed

and there was internal bleeding.

Surgery and transfusions

have stabilized him for now.

The Goa'uld symbiote within him

will repair those injuries.

Well, ithink it's kept him alive so far, Teal'c,

buttake a look at this monitor.

See, whatyou're looking at is the actual symbiote

attached to the host's brain stem.

Now, do you see all these lesions?

I mean, there's dozens of them.

I can treatthe human part,

but as for the symbiote itself—...

There is no treatment.

He's been tortured.

Sam?

I just had a memory of jolinar.

Pain, when she was killed by the ashrak.

The ashrak had this device. He used it on us.

It was meant to cause incredible pain.

Apophis was tortured by the same thing.

So he's dying?

Yes.

You're sure about that?

As sure as I can be, sir,

considering what we know

of Goa'uld physiology.

Good.

When?

Without access to a sarcophagus,

the Goa'uld body will continue to deteriorate,

so we're looking at days,

weeks, certainly.

This kind of torture

wasn't designed to extract information.

It's a method of execution.

So, what does he really want?

You heard him yourself. He wants sanctuary.

I'm not buyin' that.

He gambled we would show compassion

even to our worst enemy.

He was right.

You think he orchestrated this?

Let me tell you something.

The only compassion I showed

was by not blowin' his head off.

I have witnessed once—powerful Goa'uld

enter the service of their conouerors

in exchange for life.

When apophis himself was the conqueror,

it gave him great pleasure

to see his enemies so weakened.

Yeah, but we're a long way from being his conouerors.

But we are greatly responsible for his downfall.

He lost an army

when you destroyed those 2 ships in orbit.

Bra'tac did say that seriously weakened his place

among the Goa'uld system lords.

So his blood is in the water,

and all the other sharks are having a feeding frenzy.

And he has come here seeking refuge.

Well, that's tough.

I say we beat whatever information we can

out of old snake—boy,

open that gate and toss him back to the sharks.

Not so fast, colonel.

He's essentially

a prisoner of war.

That gives him certain rights.

Rights, general?

We also have to consider the host.

I'm sorry, sir, but we are dealing

with 2 beings within one body.

The symbiote may be an enemy,

but the host is innocent.

Oh, come on. How much of the host

do you think is still around after all this time?

Apophis will have that knowledge.

We also need to consider military intelligence.

I've informed my superiors of our situation.

My orders are to extract whatever information we can

in the shorttime we may have.

He will tell you nothing of use, general Hammond.

If he believes it's in his own interest, he might.

We are the onlything that stands between him

and whatever Goa'uld was after him on that planet.

We need answers.

Let me know when he's conscious.

I'll inform you the moment

he's ready for ouestioning, sir.

Dismissed.

Sir?

I should've shot him.

O'Neill: Dr. Fraiser, he's awake.

Not so close, doc.

He's not strong enough to do anything to hurt me, colonel.

He wants to talk to you.

Dr. Fraiser: He asked to speak to you by name.

O'Neill...

I am dying.

My heart bleeds for you.

You lie poorly.

It is you who have done this.

You rejoice.

Not really. What do you want?

To live.

Can't help you there.

That's between you and your god.

Oh, wait a minute.

You are your god.

That's a problem.

I am worth far more to you than you will admit.

You tell me. What are you worth?

Your people, they are still primitive.

You will be destroyed.

You don't look like you're up to it.

Not me.

There is another.

Yeah? Who?

There is much you would learn from me, tauri.

But for that knowledge, there is a price.

A new host.

A host?

So that I may live

in exchange for all the knowledge

of the Goa'uld.

The secrets of star travel,

our weapons,

our power.

All that?

In time, more.

Go to hell.

A single human life is worth so much

you would risk a world?

That's right.

That's why they call us

the good guys.

Doc,

let me know when he dies.

Sokar.

What?

An ancient and powerful Goa'uld.

You have helped him to become strong.

The last of my loyal Jaffa died

stealing me from his grasp.

He will not rest until I am found.

That is why I chose to come here.

So that in death,

I could be assured you will die with me.

Sokar is a Goa'uld of ancienttimes.

He was once ruler of the system lords,

but was defeated by an alliance of Goa'uld

many centuries ago.

Apophis and ra were among his conouerors.

Where did he go?

Apophis himself believed him destroyed.

Obviously, he was mistaken.

Well, if he was almost wiped out,

how bad could he be now?

It's rhetorical, Teal'c.

His name is also very old in earth mythology.

He was the most feared deity in ancient Egypt,

the original god of death.

Got anything a little more up—to—date?

Well, I don't know what he's been up to lately,

but according to the book of the dead,

there was atime he ruled all of earth.

His lands around Memphis were covered by darkness

and inhabited by serpents.

Unas.

The first hosts of the Goa'uld.

Well, that makes sense.

I mean, if the unas were the first ones,

there had to be atime

when both forms of Goa'uld hosts

co—existed, unas and human.

Kind of like neanderthal—...

Which is he?

I don't know,

but his portion of tuat, or the otherworld,

was filled with lakes of fire

where the wicked were thrown into as punishment

after torture and mutilation.

Hell.

Yeah. Basically, he was the original Satan.

Well, isn'tthat special?

P.a: Incoming traveler.

Speak of the devil.

Lieutenant Simmons!

There are no units presently offworld, sir.

Close the Iris. Yes, sir.

Go! Go, men!

Go, go, go!

I, 2, 3! Move it!

Let's go!

On your left! On your left!

Is there any way to determine whatthat was?

Yes, sir. We can get a radiation team

in there to check the decay signature

on the Iris.

I'm on it, captain,

radiation team to gate room.

In the meantime, sir, I'd like to get back

to the interrogation if I might.

Sir, I'm kind of the resident expert

on sokar around here.

I'd kind of like a shot at the interrogation.

Yeah, go ahead.

Is he conscious?

Come, Daniel.

You know my name?

Because of what we hold in common.

Amaunet, my oueen.

Her name is sha're.

She is mywife.

They are one and the same.

Amaunet possesses her.

Sha're is a prisoner.

But she is somewhere. I want you to tell me where.

Amaunet...

I loved her.

You do not believe me?

No.

No, I——I don't think that's possible.

How could you?

Our minds,

our knowledge,

our very being is so much greater.

So much more.

I know where your child is.

My son?

Yes.

I brought him into the world with my own hands

on abydos.

He was taken by heru—ur.

No.

By me.

I have no use for the child now.

Amaunet...

I knew the moment I laid eyes on her,

she was avessel for a queen.

If you don't tell me where she is,

I'll kill you right here.

You have neither the strength

nor the will.

Daniel.

Unh! Uhh!

We thinkthatthud we heard hitting the Iris

was a sagan box.

Its radioactive signature matches

the one we gave the tok'ra. They're coming here.

Incoming traveler.

Decision time, sir.

Captain Carter, are you ioo% certain?

That the signature matches the one we gave the tok'ra?

Yes, sir.

But that it came from them? There's no way to be sure.

What if one or more of the tok'ra

have been captured by sokar and tortured?

I don'tthinkthat they would give us up.

I'm with Carter, general. I say we keep the door open.

Very well.

Samantha.

Martou f.

Defense team, you may stand down.

I offer you greetings

from the high council of the tok'ra.

Why didn't my father come?

He's dealing

with more urgent matters.

We come only to offer you

a word of warning.

Which is?

We know you have apophis as your prisoner.

You must return him

to the planet you retrieved him from immediately.

Since Jacob has joined the tok'ra,

I have come to a deeper understanding

of your people, your purpose,

and your extraordinary gifts.

Thank you.

You have shown great skill and cunning

in retrieving apophis from the hands of sokar.

However—...

You know, as much as I love

where you're going with this,

we didn't exactly do th at.

Our operatives aboard sokar's vessel

witnessed you leave the crash site

and enter the Stargate.

We received a signal, a set of coordinates.

We had thought it came from you.

We sent no such signal.

We know that now.

Then who?

We're going to assume it was apophis.

Why would he take refuge among the tauri?

He despises you.

More than that, you have nothing of use to him.

He's goin' down, and he wants to take us with him.

He has taken advantage of your weakness.

We don't consider what we did a sign of weakness.

Then you are fools.

Turn him over to sokar now,

and he may spare you.

I'm afraid we can't do that just yet.

If he remains here,

you will all die.

If not by the hand of sokar,

then by the many Goa'uld who would wish

to destroy apophis themselves.

You do not see what you have done.

You've entered a battle

which you are ill—equipped to fight,

tipped the balance of power

among the Goa'uld,

and in so doing,

worsened the fortune

of your entire race.

We must know what would happen to him

if we turned him over.

I am certain

he would be executed

eventually.

I see.

Surely you welcome this.

His guilt is clear.

He cannot be allowed to escape punishment.

He won't.

He's dying.

You are certain of this?

Yes. His body has begun to age

at an increasing rate.

Without a sarcophagus to rejuvenate him,

of course.

In the shorttime he has remaining,

we may yet learn information

that could help us to defend ourselves.

Your knowledge and technology are too primitive

for such information to be of any use.

Why don't you comprehend the danger you are in?

We cannot defend you

from the Goa'uld.

You cannot expect us to.

We don't.

Overconfidence was their failing, O'Neill.

I hope it has not also become yours.

Forgive lantash.

He is sometimes passionate

in his opinions.

We cannot and would not force you to do anything.

But since we have not convinced you

of the danger you face,

may we see him?

What is that you're injecting into his body?

Morphine sulfate.

To ease the pain.

Yes, you said he had been tortured.

He's also experiencing with drawal symptoms

from the sarcophagus.

But he is your enemy.

He is my patient.

Amaun et.

Apophis, hear me.

Amaun et!

I would speak with you.

Amaun et!

My love!

Apophis: Where are you?

Aaaaaah!

See—mu—we! See—mu—we!

That's ancient Egyptian.

This must be the host.

Sh e—rawh—tai!

Sh e—rawh—tai!

Well, talk to him.

I don't know what to say.

Thousands of years,

trapped inside your own body, it's—...

It's like a nightmare. It's unimaginable.

He won't be conscious again for a while.

Then we will take our leave of you.

I will tell you the coordinates

to send us.

Well, we can question him together.

We can share whatever information we get.

P.a: Incoming traveler.

O'Neill: Expecting someone?

Martouf: No.

Defense teams, stand by.

Keep that Iris closed.

Yes, sir.

Sokar has found you.

How?

His pilots saw your kind flee with apophis

through the chaapa ai.

The symbols of the tauri are well known

among the Goa'uld.

That Iris will hold.

Carter: It's a trinium titanium alloy.

Just a few microns from the event horizon.

It won't allow matter to reintegrate.

Something is appearing.

How is this possible?

The space between your metal barrier and the wormhole

may be enough for particles

of extremely high energy

to reintegrate.

Sub—atomic particles?

Yes.

Are you saying he's firing a particle accelerator

at the wormhole?

Captain?

Sir, we may be witnessing

the decay of subatomic particles

as they're being bombarded againstthe Iris.

Small enough to reintegrate,

but moving at near light velocities.

If sokar can modulate the particle stream

enough to create an actual image—...

People of the tauri.

You have taken what is mine.

For this you will be destroyed.

The Iris is beginning to heat up, sir.

How long can they maintain this?

The longest single Goa'uld attack

against an Iris was 38 minutes.

We think that's the maximum

a wormhole can be maintained before it collapses.

They're just gonna dial us up

and do this all over again.

This changes things.

I'd better get on the phone with the president.

Carter: Can you help us?

I know of no way.

All right. In the meantime, Carter.

Why don't you see what you can get out of apophis?

His neck's on the line here now, too.

Yes, sir.

I will accompany you.

I will not speak

to th e shol'va.

Just answer this:

Sokar is firing some sort of particle beam

at the barrier we've placed within our Stargate.

How do we defend against it?

There is no defense.

He lies.

Shol'va, kree!

How can you be sure?

Because he used the weapon against me.

The pain returns.

We're not gonna get anything out of him in this state.

I'll get Dr. Fraiser.

I have waited many years for this moment.

Do you think you have won, Teal'c?

You are about to die.

Perhaps that is so.

But my people have won freedom.

The Jaffa will never be free.

They are free even now,

as am I.

Hear me, apophis.

This day will become a holy day on chulak:

The day of your death.

The larval Goa'uld you carry within you...

Is your master even now. All of you.

And when the time comes

for those children to take a host, you will die.

Then we will find other symbiotes to survive upon,

then discard them when they mature.

We will use your kind as you have used mine.

No!

The people of chulak no longer worship you.

They no longer fear you.

The time of apophis has finally come to an end.

Then kill me now.

Tell us how to defend ourselves

against this weapon.

I will die with a smile on my lips

knowing that you will die along with me, shol'va.

Come no further.

Let him suffer.

And when he can stand the pain no more,

he will tell us how to defend ourselves

against sokar's weapon.

Teal'c, please move.

There was atime

when you would die for me, Teal'c.

That time is no more.

Easy.

Easy.

All right.

These shields of yours,

they obviously absorb different forms of energy.

Maybe we could...

I sense a presence within you.

Could your shields

help us or not?

You were once possessed by a Goa'uld.

I am sure you will make an excellent host

for sokar's new queen.

Airman!

Pour it on, sergeant.

It's getting damn hot in here.

Better than nothing, sir.

But not by much.

General, Daniel just came up with an idea

that might

buy us some time.

Sir, if we can dial out,

we can prevent th em from dialing in

for as long as we can keep the gate open.

Good thinking, doctor.

If we can keep our gate open

for the same length of time—...

Coming up on 38 minutes, sir.

Stan d by.

Technician: Yes, sir.

Go ahead. Dial it up.

Technician: Chevron one encoded.

Chevron 2...

Encoded.

The only thing I'm worried about is that...

Incoming wormhole established.

Sokar can dial in faster than we can dial out.

Damn it.

Sorry, sir.

Next window's

that may be our last chance to dial out.

It's gonna get hot, sir.

Temperature in the gate room

now reads

which means the Iris must be 6 or 8 times that.

Even if he fails to breach the gate,

he will come by ship.

Martouf is right.

What we really need to be concerned with here

is another assault from space.

That's exactly what we're inviting

by refusing to hand apophis over.

Well, we couldn't right now even if we wanted to.

Notwith beelzebub banging at the door, no.

I have informed the president

of our new situation.

Our new orders are

to cease all medical intervention.

That will effectively end his life, general.

I'm aware of that, doctor.

The president and joint chiefs

have decided that the risks are too great

notto heed the tok'ra's warning.

Our orders are to send apophis' body

back through the gate to the coordinates

where you found him.

Teal'c: Will that be sufficient

to make sokar cease his attack, martouf?

Sokar is at war with heru—ur.

He wants no part of the tauri for the moment.

But you may have come to your senses too late.

He will soon burn through your Iris.

Well, I've been working on away

to dial out faster.

If we can open our gate in the nextwindow,

we should be able to send apophis through.

When is that?

17 minutes.

Colonel, make arrangements

to send apophis back through the Stargate.

Apophis.

We're sending you back.

See—mu—we.

See—mu—we.

Get Dr. Jackson down here.

I can't keep those men in there much longer.

Th ey've got to stay until the next window, sir.

Apophis: Rech yah gereh.

Per nejes ha gereh.

She ma tai.

She ma tai.

He says he's been

in an unending dream.

He hoped to awaken from it

to see his wife

and his children.

Sesh achet

per taa ra sejem ched.

He was a scribe

in the temple

of amon at carnak.

But that was

another lifetime ago

before the—...

Before the nightmare.

Depet reshwet herew.

Herew.

And now he awakens

only to die again.

Daniel: Ar ko—me di—ya tuw

qu-ris yam—yakh—cle.

Ip—yak, shur—see—buy, sof—khow,

miy—yak, hee—ma—ta sh e—rahw—tak.

Hiy—yak, han—w—sun nih—huh.

Nih—huh.

I said I will speak

the words of power

and do the rites.

You will be returned to Egypt

and buried with honor.

You will pass through the 7 gates

and see your wife and children again

and rejoice with them forever.

I'll be back.

Sir, we're gonna lose the computers.

The heat.

Captain?

We need them, sir.

One more minute until the window.

Help me.

No.

A host.

No.

I am afraid.

Colonel.

Dr. Fraiser: The Goa'uld is dead,

but the host...

He's still alive.

That's it. Initiate the dialing program.

The program is running.

Yet—yau tau—ti ky—puum

ni fadet oo—ra—eyu.

In yaf ki—yaak a ku—mayi.

I told him

this funerary statue

would take his last breath

and carry his soul

back to Egypt.

Chevron 7 locked.

Wormhole established.

Open the Iris.

Captain Carter has succeeded

in creating an outgoing wormhole.

Sokar cannot attack

during this time.

That's good.

What now?

We wait.

If sokar wanted him alive,

he'll just start up the attack again.

No, I don't believe he will.

Sokar has a sarcophagus in his possession.

With it he can revive apophis,

even from death,

and torture him as long as he pleases.

Surely a fate he justly deserves.

These are the coordinates

we would like you to send us.

But not to anywhere

we'll be able to find you again.

To contact us,

you may use this.

Daniel: That's tollen.

They use it to contact the nox.

Yes. We are friends of the tollen,

and we are friends of the tauri.

Thank you.

Well, if we're

gonna be friends,

you're gonna need one of these.

It's called a g.D.O.

It sen ds out a signal that lets us know who you are

and if it's ok to open the Iris.

Otherwise, you could end up

splattered against th e...

Well...

I understand.

Come on. I'll show you how it works.

All right. Let's send them home, people.