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What is she doing?

Uh, she said something about having to time

the calculations exactly right

this time of year.

This time of year?

What difference does it make?

Uh, she said something about solar—...

Uh... well, to be honest with you,

I wasn't really paying attention.

Really?

Carter!

Almost there, sir.

This time of year, the direct line

between p2x 555 and the earth

takes us within 70,000 miles of the sun.

I have to update the computer's

drift calculation to include

gravitational space/time warping.

We know that. Let's go.

Carter: Yes, sir.

You can start the download procedure.

Sir?

How's the hand?

It's a little sore, but it'll be all right.

Thank you.

Chevron one, encoded.

I'd like you to take this note along with you. Keep it in

your vest pocket until you get on the other side.

It's fairly self—explanatory.

Chevron 2, encoded.

Sir, is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

Technician: Chevron 3, encoded.

Time to ship out, captain.

Yes, sir.

Chevron 4, encoded.

Technician: Chevron 5, encoded.

Ah, done already?

Chevron 6, encoded.

Technician: Chevron 7, locked.

Did you see that?

Uh, Jack, do you see this?

O'Neill: Captain Carter, where are we?

Carter: I don't know, sir. For a minute there,

we were back in the gate room.

You know, this looks suspiciously like

the butt end of atitan missile.

Stand by for test burn in t—minus 20 seconds.

What is atest burn?

Just what it sounds like.

Any ideas here?

Abort!

Abort!

Pa: 15 seconds.

Abort!

Stand by for ignition.

Abort!

9... 8... 7...

6... 5... 4...

3... 2...

One...

Ignition.

How'd you know that would work?

I did not.

Hands on your head! Get on your knees!

Who are you, and how did you get into this facility?

What facility?

Answer the question.

Sir, don't say anything.

This is the gate room. Shut up!

Sir, we're still in Cheyenne mountain.

Next person who shoots his mouth off gets this, is that clear?

Take th em to the holding room.

Yes sir.

No, take me to your C.O.

The major wants all this stowed for transport, sir.

What is it?

My orders are to forget I ever saw it, sir,

so I'm afraid I don't know

what you're talking about.

Thank you, sergeant.

I'm fairly certain that we've traveled back in time,

roughly about 30 years.

For a second or two, ithinkwe were

in both time frames simultaneously,

which is why the Stargate seemed to be there one minute

and was gone the next.

A little bump in the calculations, captain?

I'm sorry, sir. I don't know what to say.

Well, I'll tell you what. Get us back home

and we'll say it never happened.

Or get us back before we left and it won't happen.

Well, think about it.

We're the first people in human history

to go back in time,

well, for all we know.

If we could figure out how to do this again,

just think of what we could do.

We could actually visit Babylon.

We could——we could see the great wall of China

being built.

Or prevent regrettable events from your history

from ever occurring.

No. That's exactly what we can't do.

Why not?

Because of the gran dfather paradox.

If you went back 50 years

and murdered your own grandfather,

your own father would never have been born.

So you're saying that if we change our own past...

We could change our world in ways

that we can't possibly imagine.

We might even cease to exist,

along with everything and everyone we know.

I myself have no part

in the history of your world.

But when they find out about the Goa'uld threat,

they might have second thoughts

about opening the Stargate in the first place,

in which case, we never meet,

and you're back to being first prime of apophis.

I see.

So... we don't tell them about the Goa'uld.

How do we explain the larval Goa'uld

that Teal'c is carrying?

Or our advanced weapons, our g.D.O.S?

Correct me if I'm wrong, captain,

but haven't we altered history already

just by being here?

We have to concentrate on damage control.

At the very least, destroy our advanced weapons and technology.

That's gonna be a little tough.

We also cannot tell anyone anything

about who we are or where we're from.

This is a top—secret facility.

Anonymity does not go over big here.

We cannottell them we're from the future, sir.

Even if it means—...

Nyet.

Daniel?

He just asked if we were Soviet spies. I just...

Come with me.

Sure.

You bet.

"Nyet"?

I'm major Robert thornbird.

And you are?

Captain James t. Kirk of the starship enterprise.

Your dog tags say otherwise.

They're lying.

Your American accent is very impressive, Mr. Kirk.

Before we ship you out and hand you over

to wherever it is they take spies such as yourself,

I wanted a word.

Your little incursion into ourtraining facility

is gonna leave an embarrassing Mark on my record.

Training facility?

You don'tthinkwe'd test—fire a real missile

28 floors inside a mountain, do you?

Listen, you don't have the exact date—...

What was the weapon you used?

Weapon?

Our cameras saw some sort of weapon.

Oh. Well, it's hard to say.

Some sort of state secret?

No. Just difficult to pronounce.

Hmm.

Mister, my government doesn't take kindly

to Soviet spies in its highest security facilities.

Neither do I.

Oh. Bob—— can I call you Bob?

Even though you achieved nothing.

UN less that's exactly

what we were trying to achieve.

Kirk, you can talk to me or you can talk to the CIA.

Ooh. All right.

I'll be honest with you, Bob.

My name is not kirk.

It's Skywalker.

Luke Skywalker.

Still no sign of sg—I, sir.

They never made itto p2x 555.

Very well. Sg—5 will have to complete their mission.

If I may ask, sir, what are we going to do

about sg—I?

They're out there somewhere.

Hopefully, they'll find their way back.

Shouldn't we start a search?

I'm afraid this is one mission

they're on their own.

Yes, sir.

Listen, I don't know where we're headed,

butthey'll probably try to split us up,

so we're not gonna have much time to—...

Escape, and hopefully live out the rest of our lives

without affecting history.

I can'tthink of an "or" at the moment, sir.

No "or"?

There's an "or." There's an "or"?

Sir, you can't just will something to happen

because you want it to be a certain way.

Captain, where there's a will, there's an "or."

Way.

If I remain on this planet,

I will eventually be taken over

by my mature symbiote.

I'll keep an eye. You help the driver.

Flat tire?

I'm the one who arranged it.

Before I can even think of doing

what's asked of me in the note, I need to know

who you are and who gave it to you.

Oh, my god.

My name is Samantha Carter.

An d... you gave me the note, sir.

Sir, before we left, general Hammond

gave me a note and told me to keep it in my vest pocket

until I got to the other side.

It's addressed to me.

In my handwriting.

What's it say?

"Help th em."

And, seeing as helping you

will undoubtedly lead to court—martial,

I'd like to know why I would do that.

Because it's your idea.

Albeit one you won't have for 30 years.

What?

I know this is kind of hard to understand,

but that's roughly how far back in time we've traveled.

I'm sorry. I can't help you.

Wait, we—— we can prove it.

The date. What's the date?

August 4.

1969.

'69. What happened in '69?

Uh, uh... the moon landing.

That was just a couple of weeks ago, right?

The entire world knows that.

But not too many people know you watched it

from your father's bedside

in his hospital room

just 2 days after his first heart attack.

How did you know?

Because we know you.

We will know you.

For some reason,

you decided we were gonna need help.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing there with a note.

Now, are you gonna listen to yourself or not?

There are 2 other men, including the driver.

Thank you, thank you.

Ow!

I'm sorry, miss. Did I hurt you?

It's captain.

And it's all right...

Lieutenant.

Um, may I see the note?

Look, we don't want to hurt anybody,

but we are gonna have to knock those guys out somehow.

Will this do?

All right. Call for help.

The dangerous foreign agents you now guard

have inexplicably freed themselves.

Help!

Uhh!

Unh!

Where's the rest of our gear?

Uh, the major ordered it shipped in a separate truck

for security reasons.

They should be right behind us.

All right, good. Get down on the ground. Go!

Unh!

Uhh!

All right, everything you confiscated from us

is in these 2 boxes?

Except for your ray gun, yes.

Right.

Watch yourself.

All right, your major what's—his—name

had videotape of this thing in action.

Uh, yes. It was in those boxes,

along with everything else.

Good.

Any cash?

Uh, yeah. I might have some, uh...

That's good.

I'll pay you back.

With interest.

One more thing—— You have to keep

everything you've seen

and everything we've told you a secret.

And I mean, for the rest of your life.

"General Hammond." I like the sound of that.

What are you gonna do now?

Well, you're better off not knowing.

Buti do want you to know

that what I'm about to do keeps you

from getting court—martialed.

We should get off this road.

Find the interstate.

Daniel: So, what's the plan?

O'Neill: Find the Stargate.

Find the Stargate? That's the plan?

Elegant in its simplicity, don't you think?

And if we don't find the Stargate?

There's one in Antarctica.

Go to Antarctica. That's a fabulous plan.

Teal'c: Assuming we locate the Stargate,

howthen do we get back to the future?

Well, now, that's all in the note.

Right?

Uh, no, sir.

"No, sir"?

Well, it——it doesn't explain how to get back,

at least, not explicitly.

"Help them. August 10, 9:15 am.

"August 1 I, 6:03 pm."

That's helpful.

Well, I suppose he had to be intentionally cryptic

so as notto risk changing his own history.

August 10. That's cryptic.

Well, wait a second. Thatjust means

that on August 10 at 9:15 am,

something is going to happen.

And happen again the next day at 6:03.

We just have to figure out whatthat something is.

Right.

You know, the 'vette blew it

when they went with that body style.

They used to be so cool.

Actually, I was about 4 and a half years old in '69.

Carter, stick your thumb out.

Daniel: We should go to New York.

Why?

Well, that's where Catherine used to live

or lives.

She's probably the only person outside of the military

who has the slightest idea where the Stargate might be.

And I really don'tthink she's gonna tell us

over the phone.

Daniel, you can't.

In order to preserve our past,

Catherine has to meet you

for the firsttime years from now.

So we go in disguise,

pretend to be foreigners.

How are you gonna do that?

Well, I speak 23 different languages. Pick one.

Catherine said herself she began her research

in the late sixties. I mean, who knows?

Maybe we're the ones who...

Gave her the idea in the first place.

This method appears to be ineffective.

Teal'c.

What are you thinking?

That is effective, O'Neill.

Hey. We would have stopped, man.

Hi.

Listen, we've got gas money.

Where you headed?

Upstate New York. Some big concert.

Where you headed?

N ew York. Back east.

Hop in.

Come on, ride up front with me, brother.

It's cool.

I'm Michael.

I am not at Liberty to reveal my identity.

Far out.

Hello.

Hi.

So, what'd you do?

We didn't, uh...

We didn't do anything.

We've got a little problem with...

The establishment.

I so relate to that.

So if you could take us as far as New York, we'd—...

I really love your hair.

Thanks.

Listen, we could really use some cheap clothes.

So if you see a cheap clothes place around,

we'd appreciate it.

No sweat.

So, uh... your thing,

thatthing, what's it symbolize?

Peace?

Slavery... to false gods.

Right on.

So, um, it's made out of...

Do not discuss it further.

I dig. It's cool.

So you just go a.W.O.L.?

Hey, we're cool.

After the concert, me and Jenny,

we're even thinking of crossing the border

up to Canada.

For what reason?

You know, man.

The war.

The war with Canada?

No.

A flare.

What?

That's the only explanation.

We had to have been sent back

because of a solar flare.

Was there not an error in your calculations?

I don't thin k so, Teal'c.

But after the abydos mission

when we couldn't figure out a way

to make the gate work again,

I was asked to research alternative applications

for the gate, including time travel.

What'd you come up with?

Well, justthis.

What if a massive solar flare

just happened to occur at the exact moment

that we were traveling between earth

and another Stargate?

If the wormhole itself was redirected

closer to the sun because of the flare's

magnetic field, the increased gravity

could slingshot us back to earth.

Why haven't we tried this before?

Because flares are impossible to predict.

But light takes several minutes

to travel between the earth and the sun,

so by the time a flare of sufficient magnitude

has been confirmed, it's already too late.

Ok, if they're impossible to predict,

how do we get ourselves home?

August 10, 9:15 am. It's in the note.

That's the time and date of the next flare?

Yeah. General Hammond

must have used my own research

to figure out what we needed.

Or maybe that's the reason he asked you

to do the research in the first place.

And then he looked up 2 flares

in August of 1969 that could send us home.

General Hammond, you old son of a—...

Hello.

Soup?

Who are you guys?

Come on. Have something to eat.

I mean, traveling between the earth and where?

What's that about?

Well, when I said that, iwas just imagining—...

Oh, I don'tthink so, man.

Jenny: You said that you were in trouble

with the establishment.

O'Neill: And...

We are.

We are.

Just not the establishment of this planet.

No, it's true, Michael.

We came to earth to hide among your people

a long, long time ago.

From a galaxy far, far away.

But now it's time to go home,

and we need your help

how?

We need to be in a place called New York by tomorrow.

I don't know, man.

It's all right.

Whoa!

That was unreal!

It is, in fact, extremely real,

as is our need for assistance.

We have to help them get home, Michael.

We'll do it.

Sir!

Remember to use the hydrogen—alpha

solar filter.

Or I'll burn my eyes out.

I know.

Good luck.

O'Neill: Yes!

All right, we got one shot to prove Carter's theory.

Don't screw it up, Jack.

Is not astronomy one of your hobbies, O'Neill?

Not quite on this scale.

Let's get that dome open.

Father never told me

Heinrich gruber had a son.

Well, I was but a small boy

when they were still working together,

but meinfather often spoke of thine father

as one of the few people

in this world he could trust.

Before we continue, I must ask

what was so important it couldn't be discussed

over the telephone?

Meinfather believed

there must have been a second artifact

near that which thine father discovered

in 1928.

He referred to it in his notes

as th e "doorway to h eaven."

You found only a fragment?

Nothing beneath?

The artifact had already been removed.

We always knew there had to be a second device

with which to control the ring.

I realize these matters

require the utmost propriety, but—...

Did your father ever explain to you

the nature of the work he was doing in 1945?

Only that the American military

was under the mistaken impression

thatthe device thine father discovered

might hold some dark military purpose.

Even that much, I was sworn to secrecy.

There was an accident.

Ernest littlefield.

When the war ended, my father and iwere told

never to speak of it again.

It is simply locked away.

And you cannot tell me where?

Some old armory in Washington, DC,

gathering dust.

But it's pointless.

The military won't even acknowledge its existence.

Would you know which armory?

All right. In a few seconds,

we'll know whether or not we can go back.

And if we cannot, O'Neill?

I guess we stay.

All right. It's showtime.

Brother Teal'c...

At precisely 6:03 pm. Tomorrow,

we're going home.

Samantha: Well?

Your theory is confirmed.

Where do we have to be

for tomorrow's flare?

Washington, DC.

We're almost there, sir.

It's gonna be close if we can't find

a power source right away.

We will.

Listen, I really have to say this.

The two of you have been unbelievably—...

Groow.

Groovy, ithink, is the word.

Uh, the people of our world will be extremely grateful.

Notthe establishment, mind you.

No. Not——notthem.

Ithinkwhat we're trying to say

is that we have to go the rest of the way alone.

Why?

Because it's dangerous.

We want you to take us with you.

We can't do that.

But you owe us.

Yes, we do. We owe you a lot.

But you belong here.

And you have to trust me on this.

This is a great time—...

Michael got drafted.

We're just going to the concert first.

You know, one last blast.

But if we went with you—...

I don't wanna kill anybody.

Michael—...

Sir, you can't say anything.

He has to make up his own mind.

We can walk the rest of the way from here.

We gotta go.

I'm sorry.

Your secret's safe with us.

We know that. Thank you.

Take care.

Where to?

Back the way we cam e, via p2x 555.

Wait a minute. How do you know

we'll go forward in time instead of back?

Well, general Hammond must have chosen flares

on the opposite side of the sun this time,

so the sun's rotational differential

will send us forward instead of back.

Look, we just have to trust general Hammond.

I mean, the point is we are 15 minutes away

from the only chance we are gonna get atthis,

and we still haven't found a power source to free up—...

How much power?

Keep it going!

You! Stop!

We have got to go.

Sir, the timing has to be exact.

Just a few more seconds.

It's gonna have to be close enough.

Go!

Get down!

Auntie em? Auntie em?

Where is everyone?

Hello, Jack.

Teal'c...

Daniel?

I hardly recognized you with hair.

Do—...

Do we know you?

Woman: Sam will recognize me.

Come closer.

Oh, my god. Cassandra.

Sam!

Excuse me. Who is this?

Cassan dra.

Cassie's 13 years old.

Not anymore, Jack.

I've been expecting you, my whole life in fact.

You entered the Stargate a few seconds too soon,

so the flare th rew you far into the future.

I've come to send you back where you belong.

How did you know we'd come here?

When iwas old enough to understand,

Sam explained what happened,

andthat I'd be the one to send you home.

Like a self—fulfilling prophecy.

Mm—hmm.

As much as iwould love to spend more time with you,

the timing must be precise.

You have to go.

Already? But there's so much that—...

You of all people know I can't.

I will tell you this.

Your journey's just beginning.

Incoming traveler, sir.

It's sg—1.

Open the Iris.

Yes!

We're home.

Thanks to one sparky young lieutenant Hammond.

How did you know, sir?

When iwas ayoung lieutenant,

I was ordered to escort 4 people

out of Cheyenne mountain.

In the vest pocket of one,

I found a note with my name on it.

Needless to say, I followed its instructions.

But you couldn't have known when to give itto me.

No, not until I saw the cut on your hand.

Remember when I took your cuffs off?

Then you've been waiting for this to happen?

Ever since we met.

I almost didn't let you go.

But if you didn't,

you would've changed your own history.

It's going to be a long debriefing, people.

We'll start in one hour.

Yes, sir.

Oh, by the way, colonel,

with interest, you owe me $539.50.

Yes, sir.