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Previously on Stargate sg—1

First of all, I regretto inform you

that everyon e in your team

are all deceased.

The year is now...

2077.

It's ok, Dr. Carter.

You're in the sgc.

You're gonna be fine.

It's ok, Dr. Jackson.

You're in the sgc.

You're gonna be fine.

Where are the rest of sg—I?

We were hoping you could tell us.

I will return to the planet immediately

to search for the answers.

Can't let you do that, Teal'c.

If they're prison ers,

they're long gone from that planet.

They could be moved to any Goa'uld stronghold.

Do you have any recollection of what happened

on your last mission?

We have a new technology

that might help you remember.

Ow! God, what is that?

It's ok, colonel. It's in.

It's kind of like a...

High—tech version of hypnosis.

Listen, is this really necessary?

Well, it's important that we know

who would have the technology to do this.

Why?

I hereby respectfully inform you...

Thati must take my leave of the sgc.

Therefore I am no longer under your command.

I don't understand.

Who would've spent enough time on the base

to be able reproduce it in this kind of detail?

Silence!

We are ouietly building our forces

before the system lords even know that we arrive.

Doing so is difficult

when we have to operate with limited knowledge

of the state of the empire.

Let me take a guess,

it's just a wild guess,

but that's where we come in.

Hathor: Our friend here is ready for a host.

Tell us...

Which one of you shall it be?

Narrator: And now the conclusion.

Sergeant on intercom: Welcome back, colonel makepeace.

Your briefing is scheduled at 14:30 hours.

Make a hole!

Sergeant, I need to find general Hammond!

He's in his office.

Sergeant: Colonel?

What we need is support for 3 newteams.

It's a big galaxy out there, major.

Sir!

Colonel makepeace,

I'm sure you remember major Davis.

Yes, sir. I apologize.

When scouting 254, sir,

we can across several members of the tok'ra.

They told us the location of sg—I.

Where are they, colonel?

They've been taken prisoner, sir.

By hathor.

Colonel, why do I get the feeling

I'm looking at blueprints of my own base?

Well, in a way, you are, sir.

The entire section of the facility

is a mock—up of the sgc.

It's damn peculiar.

Well, unlike Cheyenne mountain,

the tok'ra say the exterior

of the base is unguarded.

We shouldn't face any resistance

until we're already inside the facility,

and even then it'll be light.

Can we trust them?

Th e... tok'ra?

Their operative on the inside took a big risk

justto get us this information, sir.

I think so.

If they have someone on the inside

why can't they do something?

They did do something, major.

You have the coordinates?

Yes, sir. My team is ready to go.

And you will, but not alone.

Sergeant,

I'd like you to get me the president on the phone.

Yes, sir.

I want every available sg team

ready to deploy in the gate room

within 2 hours.

Yes, sir.

Do you intend to commit the resources

of this entire command?

Only wish we could.

Nearly half of our teams are off world right now

on other missions.

General, that's not my point.

Sg—I is a valuable asset,

butthey're still just one team.

Major, you've got a lot to learn

about how we do things around here.

I have the president for you, sir.

Let's get the job done.

Technician on intercom: Telemetry, tactical is go.

Environmental is go.

You've all been briefed on the mission

by colonel makepeace.

You know the enemy.

You know the risks.

What I am trying to say is...

I would rather not order you to do this.

So I would like all of those

willing to attempt the rescue of sg—I

to take one step—...

Very well.

Sg units 3, 5, 6, and 11,

bring them home.

Good luck, colonel.

Yes, sir.

All right, let's go! Move out!

Soldier: Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Second soldier: Move! Move!

We ask you once more...

Which one of you...

Shall be host...

To our new friend?

He has her eyes.

Silence!

Shall it be...

Our beloved?

We could spend an eternity together.

Do you not remember...

The joys that we once shared

in one another's arms?

I really try not to.

Shall it be the female then?

She who would challenge us.

You have since been possessed by a Goa'uld,

we sense.

Perhaps once more?

I'm not afraid.

You should be, my dear.

For the pain that a symbiote

can inflict in its host...

Is unimaginable.

It seems that our friend has chosen.

What, the grey doesn't bother ya?

All right, fine.

Let's do it.

Just—...

Please, I beg of you,

not in the back of the neck.

I've got some problems back—...

Aaagh!

Fool!

He would've hurt the symbiote.

Which you have done in his place!

Return it to the safety of the Jaffa.

Take him somewhere where he can be properly restrained.

All right,

hold the fort!

Yes, sir.

What have you got?

Picking up em

approximately one click away, sir.

Probably power generation.

No sign of sg—1's iff or radio chatter.

Roger that, lieutenant.

Bra'tac?

Teal'c.

You Grant...

A dying old man's wish.

Do not speak of such things.

Who has done this?

The last of apophis' personal guard.

They left me for dead.

For what reason?

When I heard the news of apophis...

My heart soared, Teal'c.

I hoped there would be celebration among our people.

Instead, they fear that with the death of apophis...

Klorel will return...

To claim his inheritance.

They are cowards.

In too great a number

for an old man of 135.

What of your human friends?

Prisoners of Goa'uld.

I have come to raise an army

with which to free them.

That will not be so easy, Teal'c.

Perhaps,

buti musttry.

Until then, you are in need of food and rest...

And I am in need of armor.

We are not pleased.

Neither are we.

Aaaaaah!

Once host to a Goa'uld,

you will take the lives

of your friends.

We don't think so.

You will have no say in the matter.

You will witness their deaths

through your own eyes...

Helplessly.

It may take some time

for the Goa'uld to take control,

but we will greatly enjoy experiencing

your eventual defeat.

Oh, god.

No.

And when you awaken from the joining,

you will kneel...

And pledge your loyalty...

To us.

Aah!

Aah! Unh.

Jaffa, kree'Mel!

Unh.

Men! Over there! Over there!

Secure the forward area!

Go!

Jaffa, lok shak klemak a kree!

O'Neill, you must fight it.

I am tok'ra.

The cryogenic process

will prevent the melding.

The Goa'uld within will die,

but until then, you must fight it.

Oh! Unh!

3 o'clock! 3 o'clock!

Yeah, there's no place like home.

All right, area secured!

Let's move out!

Colonel makepeace: Surrender your prison ers

and drop your weapon! Now!

Colonel makepeace.

Where's colonel O'Neill?

He's been taken as a host.

What?

Jaffa, kree!

Kel'noc shree Jaffa!

I am of the tok'ra.

If the tau'ri do not destroy you, know this...

We will.

Oh! Unh!

All secure here, sir. Whenever you're ready.

Stand by. We're pulling out.

Eta is 5 minutes.

Sir, there's something happening back here!

Razor!

Come in, razor!

Sg—3, we have lost radio contact.

Please respond.

What's th e situation?

My team was covering the Stargate.

Lieutenant! Pass the word! We're moving out!

Wait, what about Jack?

He's a casualty.

Sir, if we can get him back to earth—...

Captain, if my team has lost control of the Stargate,

we're not going anywhere.

Now let's go, people!

We're pulling out! Let's go!

I know you.

Shova!

You dare return to chulak?

The people of this world are my brothers and sisters.

I have betrayed no one.

Except your god.

False god.

Dead false god.

So you say...

But his son lives.

With you or without, he will be defeated,

as was his father.

Our people will taste freedom.

Bra'tac paid a heaw price for those words.

Unh!

Unh! Unh!

You may tell your kinsmen

that Teal'c has returned to chulak.

You will go to every home

of every warrior in this city.

You will tell them that I will speak

at the house of bra'tac at dawn.

Summon them!

No sign of my men.

Or the enemy.

Both: Unh!

Cover your flank!

Open fire!

What the hell is it?

It's an energy barrier!

We won't penetrate it!

Jaffa, ha'tak.

Fall back! Fall back!

Into the tree line!

Unh!

Carter: Move, Daniel!

Daniel, let's go!

Aah!

This way!

This way's to me!

Secure that flank! Secure that flank!

Colonel makepeace: Is anybody behind you?

Soldier: No!

These are tok'ra tunnels.

Colonel makepeace: They have an operative on the inside.

Who is it?

Don't know. Don't expect to find out

any time soon, either.

How's the leg? Can you walk?

It's just a deep bleeding gash.

But it'll be fine.

Sierra Gulf 6, Sierra Gulf 6,

this is 3—niner. Come in.

They could have made the tree line.

Yeah, maybe.

If we can't pen etrate this barrier of th eirs,

maybe we can go under it.

That's worth a try.

They have fled into tunnels of tok'ra construction.

There must be a spy amongst us.

Hathor: The tok'ra spy has been taken care of.

Take as many of the humans as you can alive.

They will make an excellent addition

to our new army of Jaffa.

Unh!

Well, I guess we can't go under it, either.

This isn't like any Goa'uld shield

we've ever come across.

It's more like a solid wall.

Well, the power output for something like this

must be enormous.

That's fascinating, captain,

but now what do we do?

Woman: Set to zero—7.

How long are they overdue?

5 hours, sir.

The plan called for sg—3 to check in by now

if th ey lost contact.

Go open the gate and send a message through.

The malp's relay antenna might be able

to get a signal to our teams.

Stand by to engage.

Kree! Chapp'ai!

Wormhole established, sir.

Hammond on radio: Sg—3, this is general Hammond.

Hold up hold up

this is Hammond, over.

The energy barrier

must be amplifying the signal.

General, this is 3—niner. We hear you, sir.

What's your status?

We have 2 surviving Sierra Gulf team one members, sir,

but we have been cut off from the Stargate.

We found cover in tunnels

we presume were made by the tok'ra,

but we can not reach the Stargate

without reinforcements.

See if you can direct the malp's camera

to get a picture of the Stargate itself.

That will take some time, colonel.

We'll try to send reinforcements

th rough the Stargate

exactly 6 hours from now.

Coordinate your offensive accordingly.

Roger that, sir.

Colonel makepeace, come in.

Colonel makepeace!

Damn.

One armored platoon

should be able to take th e Stargate.

General.

Sir. I'm sorry.

It's not up to me.

Even if it was,

I don't agree with you.

I don't really give a damn

if you agree with me, major.

With all due respect, sir,

you took a shot based on intelligence

you believed to be trustworthy, but obviously—...

I promised reinforcements.

The president and joint chiefs

are simply unwilling to risk

further loss of life, sir.

Those are their orders.

I'm sorry.

I'm afraid if your people

are gonna make it back,

they're gonna have to do it on their own.

I see.

Thank you, major.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, I've been thinking.

The energy barrier extends

for miles around the facility,

so it must be powered from the inside—...

Some sort of field generator.

Nowthetok'ra used these tunnels

to access the facility.

They must lead to it somehow.

Right. Request permission

to go back and try to shut it down.

I'll go with you.

No, Daniel, you're hurt.

I'll send an sg team along to back you up

even if I can knock out the generator,

you're gonna need everyone you've got

to take on those towers.

All right. If you can,

blowthe generator just before

our reinforcements come through,

and we'll try to take on the towers

at the same time.

That might give us

the tactical advantage we need.

We'll try to hold the door open.

Good luck.

All right, people, let's go! Move out!

Teal'c has returned from the tau'ri.

If you care for this world

and for our people,

you will listen to what he has to say.

The Goa'uld are not gods.

Shova!

It is a lie we live each day.

Only when he takes a host

does a Goa'uld become strong.

Even then, only as strong

as the Jaffa who serve them.

Without us...

The Goa'uld are nothing.

Lies.

We are their strength...

We are their power...

Until we choose to serve them no more.

I was witness to the final breath of apophis.

Iwatched him tremble with fear

of what lay beyond.

I believed that day

would be honored for all time on chulak...

But instead...

I see Jaffa taking up arms against one another.

I see cowardice... And I am ashamed.

This is ourtime.

It will not come again.

But first, we must grow stronger

as the people of

the tau'ri have done.

I call for warriors

to join me through the chapp'ai,

to gather weapons, to forge alliances

with other Jaffa who seek freedom.

To show the Goa'uld

we will do battle with them

wherever they may be.

Who will join me?

General.

Not what I'd call an army, but it's a start.

Hammond... of Texas.

Master bra'tac.

Gentlemen, I need your help.

Raleigh: Unh!

Forgive me.

There was no other way.

You're the tok'ra.

Those controls are set.

Activate them.

The Goa'uld within is gone.

The cryogenic process destroyed it

before it had a chance to meld with the host.

He will revive automatically.

Colonel?

I don't feel its presence.

You're going to be all right.

Unh!

Unh! We had hopes for you.

Unh!

Unh!

We will destroy you for this!

We would just like you to go away!

Carter.

Sir, wh—...

What happened?

Oh, god.

Hathor's... gon e.

What about you?

Cold. I'm a little chilly...

But...

I'm me.

I'm me.

Colonel makepeace came through

with half a dozen sg teams to rescue us,

but trofsky's got us

cut off from the Stargate.

He's using an energy barrier.

It originates from somewhere in this facility.

The plan is to blow it

before general Hammond sends reinforcements.

And how do we plan to do that?

What you seek is hidden

within the mock—up of your Stargate facility.

What about you?

My symbiote may yet heal me.

You must hurry.

Hammond: What exactly are we looking for?

We don't have much time.

Teal'c: As you said, the gate is carefully guarded.

Bra'tac: The Stargate is most defensible.

To be assured of victory,

we will require an advantage—...

One hidden away,

forgotten...

When iwas still first prime of apophis.

Why?

Few pilots could master it.

And how long ago was it?

Some... I 00 years.

The forest has changed much in thattime.

There is an old Jaffa saying, general Hammond.

They do not build them as they once did.

Bra'tac: Here!

You intend to flythis thing?

Not I.

Threading the needle is a skill for the young.

The energy barrier

extends around the facility for miles.

The generators must be massive.

We're getting close.

I'm getting energy readings off the scale.

She was right, sir.

The generator's somewhere in here.

What do you think?

Try it.

Found 'em.

Set to detonate by remote?

Yeah.

This part of your plan, captain?

No, sir.

Trofsky: I know that you are

still out there, captain Carter!

I grow tired of this.

Surrender now...

Or your friends will be killed

one by one.

Don't listen to him, Sam!

Silence!

I will give you one minute.

The reinforcements should come through

in a couple of minutes. We could detonate the c—4.

No. Trofsky's going to start shooting any minute.

We gotta buy some time.

He thinks I'm a Goa'uld, right?

Right.

All right.

Blow th at c—4

the minute the cavalry comes th rough that gate.

What if they don't?

What if they don't?

They will. They will.

Jaffa! Kree!

Kel'Mac, Goa'uld? Kree'tak?

You heard me! I said, kree!

Jack?

Hey, guys.

Makepeace, nice rescue. Good job!

Silence!

O'Neill: All right, listen up!

There's something you should know

before you start shooting and killing

and ruining what could be the start

of a beautiful friendship

our beloved hathor...

Is dead.

Ha! What you say is impossible.

Hathor is a queen.

More than that, she is a goddess.

Yeah, ok. Ex—goddess maybe.

I killed her myself.

You should trust me on this.

She's gone. She is no more.

Sh e's——well, let's face it.

She's a former queen...

So why don't we just put an end to this right now?

We will endthis with your surrender!

Jaffa kree, chapp'ai!

Firing the weapon

will be your responsibility, general Hammond.

Understood.

Now.

What exactly did he mean by "threading the needle"?

Observe.

Get down!

Uhh!

Colonel!

Fire.

Yee—haw!

Jaffa, kelmek!

Kelmek!

Bra'tac.

Human.