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Report.

It's sg—1, sir. They're under fire.

Colonel O'Neill, this is general Hammond.

Report your status.

O'Neill on radio: We're pinned down.

Carter was able to dial the gate.

We're trying to get clear to come through.

Open the Iris.

Evacuate gate room.

Colonel O'Neill, we're taking fire. Report.

Colonel O'Neill.

Sir.

Give them some more time.

So... essentially, we were ambush ed

on the way back to the gate.

We almost didn't make it out.

If you had delayed much longer, you wouldn't have.

I was aboutto close the Iris.

Well, considering the s.G.C. Was taking fire,

I'm kind of glad you waited as long as you did, sir.

Strictly speaking, if I had followed procedure,

you'd all be dead right now.

Sir, every time we go th rough the Stargate,

it's a calculated risk.

I realize that, major,

but frankly, I'm getting tired

of sending good people outthere,

never knowing if they're going to come back.

I've had enough.

I'm sorry, sir. What are you saying?

I wanted you all to be the first to know.

Effective immediately, I'm stepping down

as commander of the s.G.C.

Come to see me off, colonel?

Nope. I've come to talk you out of this.

Thank you. You can finish later.

Yes, sir.

Jack, weren't you there for my good—bye speech?

Yes, I was. Of course. You know that.

And it was lovely, general.

But do you really thinki believe

you're quitting because we ran into

a little trouble out there?

Hell, we've been presumed dead before.

I don't have to explain myself to you, colonel.

No, sir, you don't.

You're my comman ding officer.

But could you throw me a bone?

Jack, this has been a long time coming.

I'm asking you to respect my decision and accept it.

When itook over this command,

th e Stargate was inactive.

This was supposed to be a quick and easy assignment

on my way to retiring.

General, need I remind you that I was retired?

Some things are worth changing your plans for.

I've had enough.

Let me just say it's been a pleasure

serving with all of you.

We'll miss you, sir.

It won't be the same without you, sir.

On chulak, when a great warrior

retires from the field of battle,

it is customary to sing a song of lament.

Fortunately, we are not on chulak.

Take care of yourselves.

Carter: So, what do we know about this new guy?

O'Neill: Not much.

Let's hope he's not some sort

of spit—and—polish, brass—tacks...

Hard—ass?

I was building up to that.

Ten—hut!

My name is major general Bauer.

I'll be your new commanding officer.

I'd just like to say

I look forward to working with all of you.

Thank you.

Squadron at ease.

Always leave them wanting more...

I guess.

I guess I just was expecting

something a little more... inspiring.

I guess when you spendthat much time at the Pentagon,

it's easy to become a bureaucrat.

Bauer: Or a politician.

Depends on where your interests lie.

General, I—— Bauer: At ease, major. At ease.

I've been going over your research

into naouadah reactors.

Very impressive.

Well, large—scale application is

mostly theoretical right now,

but the mineral

does show incredible potential

as an alternative power source.

It also demonstrates some interesting properties

when used in conjunction with nuclear ordinance.

Well, it does tend to increase

the explosive effect, yes, sir.

The Pentagon feels that the... Stargate project,

while exposing earth to considerable danger,

has yetto produce any practical returns.

Now, we've been working on a device

designed specifically to take advantage

of this naquadah enhancing effect.

I'd like you to take part in the operation.

What about my duties with sg—I?

You've been reassigned.

What?

As of you, Dr. Jackson,

an archaeologist has no place on a front—line unit.

From now on, you'll work as a consultant,

going off—world only as required.

General Bauer—...

The decision has been made, major.

Now I suggest you get to work.

Bauer: Come.

Colonel O'Neill.

General.

Thank you, Kim.

I've just been going through your

mission reports.

Yes, sir?

They're satisfactory, although in the future,

you might want to include

bullet—point summaries with each section.

It makes for an easier read.

"Bullet—point summaries."

Is there a problem with that?

General, I realize

the format of my reports

is of vital importance,

and if you'd like, someday, we can get together

and talk about fonts and margins

but right now, I'd like to discuss

the fact that you're dismantling my team

without discussion.

General Hammond may have allowed you

a certain latitude in his presence, colonel,

but you'd do well to watch your tone with me.

You know, general Hammond kept us together for a reason.

The fact is, if it wasn't for sg—I,

right now, you'd be sitting there

with a snake in your head.

Instead of your head up your ass.

Colonel!

No one around here is above reproach.

If it continues,

your long history of insubordination

will come to a swift

and completely unspectacular end under my command.

That I can assure you.

Now, I suggest

you take some time... Thinkthings over,

decide if you still want to be a part of this operation.

Dismissed.

Hello, Jack. Come on in.

General.

Good to see you're keeping busy.

Have a seat.

What are you doing?

Ah, a little vacation.

Didn'tyou just take some time off?

Yeah. this one wasn't by choice.

Not everyone is going to be

as patient with you as I was.

That's why I'm here, sir.

Bit of a rough adjustment?

Oh, no. No. Everything's fine.

Sg—I has been dismantled.

Daniel's got a desk job.

Teal'c is with sg—3,

and Carter's working on some kind of...

Doomsday machine.

You know, same old same old.

Are you serious?

For once... yes.

It's just going to take some time to get used to the man.

I'm sure he's very competent.

Aw, come on, general.

I've never met anyone who liked

doing what they do more than you.

You were good at it. Great!

You'll never convince me

you just got fed up

I'll never buy that.

I'm sorry. It's out of my hands, Jack.

What does that mean?

I can't discuss it.

General.

You don't understand.

And iwon't,

unless you explain itto me.

2 weeks ago, I was contacted

by a representative of the n.I.D.

He suggested I should become

more aggressive in my policies.

They have no jurisdiction over you.

They wanted me to help them gain access

to off—world technology, which they're unable to do

since we shut down their little side operation.

You told them to go to hell.

Of course. Then he told me

that if I didn't cooperate, there would be consequences.

The next day, 2 men in plain clothes,

driving a black, unmarked car,

picked up my granddaughters at school.

I don't believe it.

They took them for a little ride,

then brought them home.

The girls were fine, but I got the message.

We're talking about an organization

as powerful as the c.I.A.

These people are above the law.

I can't protect my family 24 hours a day.

I had no choice.

Of course not.

Don't get yourself into trouble over this, Jack.

You know me, sir.

Jack O'Neill.

What a pleasant surprise.

Bauer: At ease.

How are things progressing, major?

Well, the hardware is almost ready,

but the problem is the ratio

of naquadah to lithium hydride.

According to my calculations,

we don't have enough weapons—grade material

to complete the bomb.

Then we'll just have to get some more.

Sir, we're talking about refined naquadah.

It's extremely rare.

Not on p3s452.

General, that planet is a Goa'uld stronghold.

I realize that.

I'm confident a well—armed strike force

could get the job done.

Nice of you to come by.

I don't get a lot of visitors.

I find that hard to believe.

In my line of work,

people don't exactly stick by you

through thick and thin.

Most of my... Associates are busy

trying to forget they ever knew me.

Your former associates are why I'm here.

They're causing some problems

for a friend of mine.

General Hammond.

What do you know?

Why should I tell you?

Because I can help you.

I've been convicted of treason.

What can you do?

Air force one and I go way back.

I suppose I'll have to trust you?

Iwasn't going to say it.

It's really very simple.

When you shut down the off—world operation

with the second gate,

you cut off the n.I.D.'S access

to alien technology.

That's when they sent you to work for the Russians?

The Pentagon forced the Russians

to deep—six their gate

in exchange for continued sharing

of information andtechnology.

We have the only operational gate?

Exactly.

The n.I.D. Thinks Hammond

and the policies that govern

the Stargate program are too soft.

So, this Bauer guy is part of it?

The truth is, I don't know.

I've been out of the loop for a little while.

But it's possible he's just a patsy,

unwittingly man euvered into position

because he's got the right mentality.

It all sounds so... Cloak—and—daggery.

You're special—ops, colonel Jack.

Why do you always pretend to smell like roses?

Hey! I never threatened a 2—star general

by kidnapping his grandkids.

Don't pretend to be so naive, either.

How do I getthem to back off?

You really want to play in my sandbox, Jack?

Tell me whati have to do.

Ouid pro quo, Jack.

You're facing the death penalty.

The best I can do is put in a good word,

maybe recommend they commute your sentence to life.

You'll have to do a lot more than that.

I can getyou the information you need—...

Names...

Proof of certain influential people's

involvement with the n.I.D.

Keep talking.

My word is useless.

You want hard evidence...

You're gonna have to get me

out of here for a few days.

Are you nuts?

Do you know how many strings

I'd have to pull to make that happen?

One big one.

I know you're prepared to do it, Jack.

You wouldn't be here otherwise.

I won't bother to say you can trust me.

Receiving transmission, sir.

It's sg—3's Iris code.

Open the Iris.

Where's major Wade?

Dead.

What happened?

We encountered heavy resistance.

Lieutenant Morrison was providing cover fire.

What about the naquadah?

I believe I secured a sufficient amount.

Excellent.

You can give me your full briefing later.

Man: We've stopped the bleeding.

Let's get him to the infirmary.

Have you heard of Ikea?

You oughtto feel privileged, Jack.

No one, not even the n.I.D., knows about this place.

"Charles bliss?"

Now you know one of a hundred names I go by.

I see you're on that famous

beer and mustard diet,

how's that working out for you?

No, thanks.

If anyone tries to boot the computer up

without this disk, the whole thing fries.

What are you doing?

Accessing n.I.D. Files on the Internet.

On the Internet?

The organization is made up of cells.

They communicate with each other

by accessing bulletin boards on—line.

Information is deposited on any number

of firewall—protected floating servers

then accessed using decoding software and passwords.

Yadda yadda blah blah.

Why did we have to come here for this?

Because the decoding software

happens to be on this computer.

Th ey've deactivated my password.

There's a shocker.

I'll tryto hack in through the back door.

The naquadah we got from p3s452

has been successfully

incorporated into the device.

I'm glad to hear it.

Here's the test site.

This planet supports plant and animal life.

Yes... but the aerial survey

shows no signs of habitation

within a 50—mile radius of the gate.

That may not be good enough.

I'll need some time to run some simulations.

Sir, we've never done anything like this before

and I'm not entirely sure

how destructive this device will be.

Major, the whole point of the experiment

is to determine

how destructive the device will be.

Request denied.

But, sir—...

Proceed with the preparations.

Yes, sir.

Jack, once we get the information

that links the key names to the n.I.D.,

what are you gonna do with it?

What do you think?

I think you're gonna turn it over to the Pentagon

and hope that the proper chain of command leads to justice.

You trying to say something to me, Harry?

You can't take down the entire n.I.D.,

and th ey'll kill you for trying.

That wouldn't be very nice.

But you might be able to hold

the incriminating evidence over them

and get Hammond reinstated.

So I should sit on this?

It's your play.

Damn!

I thought you said nobody knew about this place.

They've probably been tracing me since iwent online.

You got a way out of here?

Give me a second.

What are you doing?

Burning the hard drive.

Nice.

An d... a nice try to you.

We're ready, sir.

First observation mount is in position.

Prepare to send the bomb through.

Seal it up.

Yeah, Daniel.

How are things at camp?

Um... not good.

General Bauer's testing his new naquadah bomb.

He's taking shortcuts

which Sam thinks could be disastrous.

Well, maybourne claims he doesn't know

whether Bauer's in with n.I.D.

Or just a gung—ho patsy.

Yeah. Well, either way, he's dangerous.

Hang in there. Do what you can.

I'll check back.

You want one?

No. You know, there's still something about you

that puts me off my feed.

I know you've got a strong stomach, Jack.

I read your file.

Now, what does that have to do with anything?

You want to help general Hammond,

you're gonna have to get your hands dirty.

I need to know you're willing

to see this thing through.

Under no other circumstances

would I sit here and watch you eat.

Yeah. Well, things are about to get

a lot more dicey.

They're on to us. Our only chance now

is a more direct approach.

Such as?

We have to connect someone

with significant influence

to the on line websites.

The only way to do that now

is straight through one of the high—profile associates.

Who are we talking about here?

An old friend.

15 minutes to target location, sir.

We have to stop the test.

Why is that, doctor?

The aerial survey shows evidence

of an old Goa'uld mining operation.

Even though it's probably been shut down

for several thousand years,

there could still be significant amounts

of naquadah present on that planet.

Our soil samples indicate only minute traces.

The geological survey I read

said there was none.

We're not stopping the test.

I don'tthinkyou realize the implications of this.

Or maybe you do.

Are you making an accusation, major?

You knew all along, didn't you?

You were hoping for a chain reaction

with the naquadah in the soil.

Sir, that entire planet could be destroyed.

The possibility has been considered.

Most worlds occupied by the Goa'uld

do have a high incidence of naquadah.

This could be

a very effective weapon against them.

There's only one problem, sir.

When that bomb goes off,

we'll still be connected to that planet

by an active Stargate, and we've seen radiation,

gravitational effects, even time distortion

translated back through an outgoing worm hole.

According to my intelligence,

we should be able to get just enough data

before the Stargate is destroyed

and the worm hole disconnected.

Who provided this intelligence?

That is not your concern.

Sir, we've seen the Stargate survive

a direct hit from a meteorite.

The truth is, we have no way of knowing what might happen.

A risk assessment has been made

that was deemed acceptable.

End of discussion.

How long have you known the guy?

We go way back.

Looks like a party.

Yes?

Would you please tell the senator

that colonel maybourne and colonel O'Neill

would like to see him.

He has guests.

Tell him he has 2 more.

What the hell are you doing here?

Our invitations must have gotten lost in the mail.

This is not a good time.

Who is it, dear?

A couple of old friends.

O'Neill: Afternoon, ma'am.

I'm Mr. Starsky. This is... hutch.

Well, come in. Come in.

We're just having a little get—togeth er.

Oscar, down.

It's all right.

He seems to like you, Mr. Starsky.

Birds of a feather, ma'am.

Dear, Starsky and Hutch is an old TV show.

Oh. Ha ha. You're actors, then?

Uh, maybe we'd better go up to my study.

This won't take long.

The weapon is in position.

What happened?

We've lost transmission.

The observation mount was destroyed.

The worm hole did not disconnect.

Sir, I'm picking up increasing levels

of radiation in the gate room.

They're gamma rays, ultra—high frequency.

Shut down the gate!

No response.

Radiation levels approaching critical.

Close the Iris.

Radiation levels decreasing.

Sir, if that Iris succumbs to the heat

and loses integrity,

there will be no way to stop the radiation

from bombarding the base. We have to evacuate.

We were positive

that it would be destroyed.

Sir, we have to act now.

Attention, all personnel.

By order of general Bauer,

commence immediate evacuation of the base.

Repeat—— immediate evacuation.

This is not a drill.

We can monitor the gate

from a security station on level 16.

What's going to happen, major?

I have no way of knowing that, sir.

Guess your risk assessment didn't cover this.

Gentlemen, I have the undersecretary of state,

the governor of Maryland,

and half the united states congress

waiting for me in my living room.

So let's make this quick.

What in god's name

can I possibly do for you?

We need some information on the n.I.D.

The n.I.D.?

Snaky government agency

involved in all sorts of illegal covert operations...

Like blackmailing air force generals.

You are making less and less sense to me

as the seconds are passing away...

Along with my Patience.

Don'ttell me you're not aware of all the money

they funneled into your reelection campaign.

If you have a problem

with my campaign finances,

why don't you take it up

with the federal elections commission?

That's just the tip of the iceberg.

And aren't you supposed to be

in a federal prison, colonel?

Colonel O'Neill graciously asked the president

to help me dig up some information

about my former associates.

And you trust this man?

No.

I'm sorry, gentlemen, butthis conversation

has lost all amusement for me.

I have a party to get back to.

We're not going anywhere.

Excuse me?

I'm not leaving till I get what I came for.

Oh? And what are you going to do?

Well, I was thinking about shooting you.

Jack... what are you doing?

Getting a little dirty for you, maybourne?

Bringing the gate room online.

The Iris is still holding, but it's starting to heat up

how long before it loses integrity?

I'm not sure.

It's possible that we turned that planet

into a giant ball of superheated plasma.

It could power the gate for months.

We'll have to set the auto—destruct.

The gate on the other side survived the explosion.

Why not ours as well?

At least it would be buried under a million tons of rock.

That wouldn't stop it from pumping out radiation.

Eventually, the heat is going to melt through that Iris.

Then what do we do, major?

There is a chance thatthe gate

will shut down on its own.

The 38—minute window.

There's no way to know for sure, sir.

These are untested circumstances.

How long has the gate been open?

Coming up on 21 minutes.

Colonel, have you completely

taken leave of your senses?

I'm hanging around maybourne. What does that say?

How dare you come into my house,

waving agun!

Not waving... pointing. Sit down.

I hope you realize, colonel,

you're making the biggest mistake of your life.

When this is over, I promise

you'll regret the day we ever met.

Oh, that day has come and gone, senator.

If you don't care about your own career,

maybe you should think about your friends.

What's that mean?

You mess with me, Dr. Jackson will be

out of the s.G.C. Permanently.

And major Carter will be scrubbing toilets

in some air force weather station in Alaska.

And as for the alien, Teal'c...

Well, let's just say I know

some bioengineers in the department of defense

who would love to get their hands on his symbiote.

Ok, I'm in. I need the password.

I'll give you a choice—...

White meat or dark meat?

You wouldn't dare.

It's usually something familiar...

Like awife's maiden name.

I have a wife,

7 grandchildren,

and various nieces and nephews.

Good luck.

Try "Oscar."

That's it. We're in.

I'm down loading now.

Kinsey's online activities

connect him to n.I.D. Actions

over the last year and a half...

Including the secret operation

I ran out of area 51,

the involvement with the Russians...

And the threats to Hammond.

You're a piece of work, Kinsey.

You tried to shut down the s.G.C.

You make this big speech

about how much you hate secret organizations.

Then you jump in bed with the n.I.D. What is that?

I still thinkthe gate is a pandora's box,

and I stillthink it should be buried forever.

But as long as it's open and as long

as it's athreat to this planet,

then I'm damned well gonna make sure

it's used the way it should be used—...

To defend god's creation.

Blow the rhetoric up somebody else's nose.

You're nothing but a power—hungry hypocrite.

The only currency in this town is power.

So if I have to shake hands with the devil

in order to do the lord's work,

then so be it.

You self—righteous son of a bitch.

Where do you get off—...

Judge not, lestye be judged.

I read the mission reports

that come out of that mountain.

You play with the fate

of this planet on a daily basis.

I'm doing the job iwas asked to do.

I doubt very much your constituents

could say the same about you.

Oh, please. Given the chance,

half of all American citizens

won't even vote

and the half that do vote

are too stupid to know whatthey're doing.

Which explains how you got elected.

In order to expose me,

you're going to have to compromise

the secrecy of the s.G.C.

Are you really willing to do that?

Maybourne: I'm done.

What are you going to do?

Take down the whole n.I.D.?

Nope. Here's the deal.

Getthem to reinstate Hammond,

or this disk goes to th e press.

It'll never see the light of day.

Well, I really don't think you'll see the light of day

if your secret friends find outyou're the weak link.

You learned to play hard ball

pretty fast, didn't you, colonel?

I had a good teacher.

Trouble, Jack.

Approaching

Who made the call? Your wife?

Give me the disk...

And you might just get out of here alive.

They won't come in here

with the group he's got downstairs.

But we still got to get out.

Still open?

Yes, sir.

Well, there's no point staying here.

I'll inform the president from the surface.

Yes, sir. I'm sure it will be much safer up there.

Major Carter.

What happened?

The gate shut itself off.

Are you sure?

It's over.

For what it's worth, major...

I'm sorry.

Great party, Mrs. K. Thank you.

Senator Kinsey! Senator Kinsey!

We've heard you're planning a run for the white house.

The white house?

Are you officially declaring your can didacy?

Diane, this is really not

howi intended this to come out.

Man: So, it's true then, senator?

Well, now that you're all here...

We've often talked about my goals.

Do ithink I would make a good president?

You're damned right iwould.

You know how I feel aboutthings.

You know how hard I've worked,

and the potential I see

in the people of this great nation.

And the way so many of its leaders have letthem down,

it's enough to bring tears to your eyes.

The solutions to the problems

faced by our government are so simple.

Listen to the people.

Jack, come in.

General.

It's good to have you back.

Thank you. I hear I missed

quite a bit of excitement while I was gone.

You'll have to ask Carter about that, sir.

I'm looking forward to the debriefing.

As am I.

Jack... what do I owe you for this?

Continued latitude, Patience,

and understanding.

So... just be yourself, sir.

Hammond.

It's for you.

Hello.

Hello, Jack.

Maybou rn e.

Where are you?

Not in jail, if that's what you think.

I e—mailed myself a copy of the incriminating evidence

when I saved it to disk for you.

I know.

Kinsey felt obligated to get me transferred

to a nicer facility

while I await my execution.

Made things simple after that.

Why didn't you try to escape

when you were with me?

Oh, come on, Jack.

You trusted me.

I didn't want you to look bad for the president.

Besides, you're too good to have let it happen.

What are you gonna do now?

Shortterm, ithink I'll have a few margaritas.

After that, who knows?

Yeah. Right.

Thanks for all your help.

General...

About what you owe me...

Anything I can do.

Well, nothing right now, but...

One day I may ask you to...

Buy back my soul.