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Man: Chevron one, encoded.

Barber.

When you getthere, give this to Daniel, will you?

Sir? We had a bet.

I lost.

What'd you bet on?

Man: Chevron two, encoded.

Sports—related.

Just give itto him. He'll know.

Yes, sir.

Man: Chevron 3, encoded.

What sport?

Hmm?

What sport did you bet on?

Cu rling.

Daniel bet on curling?

Oh, yes.

His team won the big bonspiel.

Ok, you don't want to tell me

whatthe bet is, that's fine.

Good.

Have fun.

Man: Chevron 4, encoded.

Man: Chevron 5, encoded.

So, sir, are you sure you'd rather take the weekend off

than come with me to see this place?

Well, you know, I get that way

when I work my ass off.

In fact, I'd have figured

you might want some time off yourself by now.

Oh, I do, but Daniel says I have all the—...

That was th e bet?

Whether or not I'd go?

Don't you have anything better to do?

Man: Chevron 7, locked.

Barber!

Oh, my god.

Jack, you have got to see this place.

Daniel, there's been an incident.

Yeah, I know. I got you r message.

Butthis is really important.

There is this light, and it's one of the—...

Barber's dead.

W—what?

Come on.

Did lieutenant barber show any signs

of depression while on the mission?

The opposite. He was...

Fine.

How long had he been back?

Well, he hadn't even been earthside for 48 hours.

What was he doing?

Teal'c: Awaiting the results of a translation

with which iwas assisting Daniel Jackson.

If you're asking me if he was suicidal, he wasn't.

He was fine. He was...

He was better than fine.

Did anybody talk to him or, like, notice anything?

Nothing.

Carter: We were all taken by surprise.

Jackson: Well, so am I.

I don't even know what to say.

Hammond: We'll continue to investigate

what may have compelled him

to do what he did,

but it's been my experience

that these questions

often go unanswered.

Yes, sir.

Hammond: Dr. Jackson, perhaps you could tell us more

about this Goa'uld palace you were studying.

Dr. Jackson?

Yes, uh, sorry. Um...

Were there any signs of recent Goa'uld activity?

No, I'm pretty sure that no one had been there

for hundreds of years, but, uh,

there was this room where there was this pedestal,

which projected this light matrix hologram onto the ceiling

and it was, uh...

Absolutely stunning.

Hammond: Any idea as to its purpose?

Ideas, yes, but I was hoping

this... mighttell me more.

It's kind of like a Goa'uld handheld computer,

and when it's turned on, it displays this Goa'uld dialect

I've never seen before, and there were similar writings

all over the pillars of the palace.

I'm thinking or hoping—— Crossing my fingers, actually—...

That... they're instructions.

Teal'c: I would be happy to provide further assistance

with the translation, Daniel Jackson.

Thank you. I was counting on that.

Hey.

What you watching?

Teal'c: A digital recording.

I am en deavoring to translate the Goa'uld writings

of which Daniel Jackson has spoken.

How goes the endeavoring?

On a second viewing, I have discovered a figure

moving in the background.

It does not appear to be one of our personnel.

He never mentioned anyone else.

What is wrong with this thing?

This thing isn't working.

Did you check the battery?

I need to go back to the planet and figure

out what's going on.

Hammond suggested we do that tomorrow.

This thing isn't working and tomorrow isn't good enough.

Yes, it is.

I'm going to talk to Hammond.

Hey.

Hammond: Have you slept

at all since you returned?

I fail to see what that has to do with anything.

Sg—I has been hard at it for weeks,

and I'm not sending you anywhere

until you've all at least had a night's sleep.

I'm fine.

You're physically and mentally exhausted, doctor.

Well, I admiti have been pushing myself a bit,

butthis device could hold the key

to everything about that entire place,

and I can't make any more progress on it here.

You're scheduled to leave tomorrow morning.

One more day isn't going to make a difference.

I'm telling you it is.

Thank you for your time, sir.

You know, it is beyond my comprehension

how anybody like yourself,

who has so much power,

can miss the point entirely.

Hey, hey! Knock it off!

It's all right, colonel.

This letter is to lieutenant barber's family,

explaining that he died in the service of country.

I've spent the last two hours on it.

I can'ttell them anything about how he died

or anything about the work he did here—...

Only that he's gone.

Do you get the point?

O'Neill: Yes, sir.

He does.

Get him out of here.

What's th e delay?

Daniel hasn't reported in this morning, sir.

What? I just called him.

I think he picked up,

but now I just get a busy signal.

Yesterday he was demanding to leave immediately.

Maybe I should give him a wake—up call, sir?

Sounds to me like he could use one.

Daniel?

Daniel?

What are you doing out here?

None of it means anything.

Uh...

Daniel, why don't you come inside here?

Itried.

It just...

Goes away.

Ok. Well, we'll...

We'll get it back.

You can't get it back.

Well, whatever's wrong, we'll... we'll fix it.

You don't even know what I'm talking about.

No. No, I don't.

But... come inside.

Jack?

Yeah.

The pet scan reveals

that his neurological activity is slowing.

So?

Neurotransmitters relay messages within the body.

Too many or too few of these chemical transmissions

can result in anxiety, depression,

or a number of emotional or physical disorders.

Does this have anything to do with barber's thing?

If the remaining members of sg—5

are reporting identical symptoms, yes.

It seems almost certain.

The only good news is that it doesn't appear

to be the result of a contagion.

Well, if it's not a disease, what?

I don't know.

Such a drastic shift in levels

is generally drug—induced,

but all of their systems are void

of any foreign substances,

not to mention that preliminary

malp readings of p4x347

have ruled out all the usual suspects:

Air, radiation—...

So if we retrace sg—5's tracks,

we may be able to come up with something.

I'm afraid, colonel, until we get a grasp on—...

General, we saw the shadow on the video.

Now, something or someone is affecting these guys.

Fraiser: More than affecting them, sir.

If their brain function continues to fail,

they could be facing a worst—case scenario.

So we go in mop2,

we bring back samples of the usual suspects.

You've made your case, colonel.

Watch your step

thank you, sir.

I can see why Daniel was so hot on this place.

Indeed.

What you got?

The air's fine, just like the malp indicated.

Whatever affected Daniel and sg—5,

they didn't breathe it in.

Ok. Watch your step.

It's just a kid,

obviously scared to death of us.

I believe this is the room of light

of which Daniel Jackson has spoken.

Really?

O'Neill: Carter,

what are we looking at here?

Uh...

Doesn't seem to be giving off any detectable radiation

other than visible light.

I think it's just... decorative.

Safe?

It is most difficult to believe

that something so beautiful...

Could be dangerous, O'Neill.

No.

Whew. Ahem.

We'll come back to it.

Let's go.

O'Neill: Hey. Let's go.

Right. Sorry, sir.

Sir, I'd like to perform

a full—spectrum analysis on that light.

Late r.

Well, ithinkthere might be a relationship

between the light and what's happening to Daniel.

Thought you said it wasn't dangerous.

I'm sure it isn't, sir.

It's just that I...

Hi.

I'm Jack.

And you are...?

Nice digs.

Kind of remind me of my first apartment.

How are the people upstairs?

Loran.

I'm sorry? I don't know what "loran" means.

That's m—me.

Hi, loran.

Jack?

Yeah.

Anyone else live here with you?

Mother and father.

Can you take me to them? I'd like to talk to them.

No.

They're not here.

Not in this place?

So you're here... alon e?

Yes.

Well, loran...

Some of my people came here a few days ago.

I was hiding.

Yeah, well, you hide very well,

because they didn't even know you were here.

The thing is, when they came home,

they all got very sick.

We'd like to figure out why.

Do you know?

Well, we're going to have to look around a little more.

Maybe you should come along.

Carter, on radio: Colonel.

General Hammond has activated the gate and is on the radio.

All right, go ahead. I'll be there.

Come on.

This is Hammond. Come in, colonel.

Where is he?

He's just sending his voice

over the radio—— This thing here.

We read you, general.

I see you've made a friend, colonel.

Yes, sir.

Loran, general Hammond.

He can see me?

Yes, I can, son.

Hi.

We haven't found anything yet, sir,

but we've only been at it a few minutes.

It's been well over an hour, colonel.

Well, that can't be.

Jack, I have some bad news.

All of sg—5 are dead.

Oh, no.

What of the condition of Daniel Jackson?

Dr. Fraiser's doing everything she can,

but I'm afraid he's fallen into a deep coma.

We don't know how much time he has left.

Here are your samples.

Did you get the boy's?

Yeah, it's in there.

Getthis up to the lab.

How's he doing?

I'm afraid his condition is unchanged, sir.

So approximately how long ago was this image recorded?

That's my home,

before we came here.

So your parents brought you here from another world?

Yeah, th ey were explorers.

Kind of like you, I guess,

till they came here, then...

What was it that we were looking for?

If you cannot give us an explanation

to our friend's illness, we must continue to search

for clu es as to what may have caused it.

Well, none of your friends are in here.

Hey, iwanted to show you something.

This was a present from my father on my birth day.

No, it's——it's not real.

Children of the tau'ri also seem to enjoy

colorful weapons that have no function.

It's fun.

I see.

On my home world of chulak,

we do not celebrate the anniversary of one's birth.

No presents?

It is a day like any other.

Well, how do you know how old you are?

I am 101 years of age.

Uh, you don't look that old.

So I've been told.

So when do you turn 102?

In 47 days.

Keep it.

It's a birthday present.

I cannot.

Well, yeah. In 47 days, you'll be gone.

Right?

No, keep it.

Colonel? You all right?

What kind of dumb—ass question is that?

My friend is laying here on his deathbed.

I'm fine.

We're working on the problem, sir—...

I don't want excuses!

Colonel O'Neill,

if you don't calm down right now,

I will have you removed from my infirmary.

Is that clear? I'm fine.

Sir, I'd like to recheck your dopamine levels.

It's happening to me, isn't it?

Let me find out. Please.

Whatever is causing this actually accelerates

neural activity in the brain and causes

a dopamine—like effect on the body.

Kind of like drugs.

Only as long as you're on the planet.

Shortly after you return,

neural activity begins to decrease,

and depression results. Blood work confirms it.

Does the boy carry any immunity we could use to our advantage?

No. His blood work came back the same.

I don't think he'll be able to leave the planet

without experiencing the same narcotic with drawal symptoms.

But colonel O'Neill was only on that planet

for a little over an hour.

Yes, sir.

This addiction appears to be almost instantaneous.

Are you telling me I'm addicted to that place?

The intensity of your mood swing into depression

seems to be proportional to the time you spent

on the planet.

All we can do is hope

that your exposure wasn't long enough for your symptoms

to get as bad as they did with Daniel and the others.

Great.

All those years of just saying no.

Hammond: Jack, I tried to recall major Carter or Teal'c.

They haven't responded, and I can't risk

sending another team.

What's that?

Fraiser: His eeg's sporadic.

This is exactly what happened

to members of sg—5 before they died,

so you're going to have to take him back to the planet.

Once you're there, I'll need you to send me

his vital signs every—...

He's coding. No time to resuscitate.

Let's go!

Daniel.

Daniel.

Come on. Come on, Daniel.

Daniel! Let's go! Come on!

Carter! Teal'c!

Where are my friends?

At the light.

Get them for me, will you?

They won't come.

Well, try!

I'm not allowed to go in there.

For god's sake.

Carter!

Carter, wake up!

You're back, sir. When...

Yo! Come on.

Yeah. Come on.

Out of here, right now.

Daniel Jackson.

Yeah.

Had to bring him back.

It was the only thing that was going to keep him alive.

Carter: Sir, how long were you gone?

A few hours.

Hammond tried to contact you.

He did not.

Loran: He did.

Uh, I heard his voice.

Where were we?

In there.

I can't explain it, sir.

O'Neill: Fraiser thinks we're all addicted

to something here that alters our brain chemistry.

And dollars to doughnuts, it's that damn light.

Oh, I don't see how that's possible.

O'Neill: Hey.

You knew, didn't you? No.

That's why you're not allowed in there.

My father said I was too young.

Uh—huh.

Carter: Sir, if it's the light itself,

then how did Daniel recover

just by arriving on the planet?

I don't know, major,

but I want you to find out.

Otherwise, we're stuck here indefinitely,

and that's not acceptable.

You know, screw it.

We're shutting the thing off.

No.

You stay here.

What are we looking for, sir?

The "off" switch.

All right, if...

We can't shut the thing off...

We'll...

O'Neill!

Oh, man.

Damn, that thing's dangerous.

Carter: My guess is the control mechanism is

somewhere inside this pedestal.

If we focus our attention on that, we should be all right.

I'm glad to see you're alive and well, Dr. Jackson.

We thought we had lost you.

To be honest, I don't really remember much

after yelling at you.

Sorry about that, by th e way.

That's all right.

Is there anything you need?

Jackson: Glasses.

Um, supplies.

Looks like we're not going anywhere for a while.

And that little remote computer thing

I couldn't make work before.

I'll send itthrough immediately.

Where's colonel O'Neill?

Hey, guys, I figured out how to—...

How did you do that?

Remote control.

Ithoughtthatthing is broken.

Yeah, you were right. It was the batteries.

I was?

At least, I think it draws power

from something in the room itself.

That's why I couldn't get it to work back on earth.

How long were we standing here?

Jackson: I'm not sure.

General Hammond sent some supplies and...

Loran and I figured out how to translate the writing

on this thing, so...

That long?

Yeah, perception of time is one of the firstthings

to go when you're... high.

From what I've been able to translate so far

with loran's help,

the gou'ald used to use this place

as some sort of opium den.

The only difference is,

their symbiotes must have keptthe host mind

chemically balanced once they left.

Then most likely, I will be able to leave this planet.

Oh, how nice for you.

Carter: Wait a minute.

If you just turned it off,

how come I'm not getting depressed?

Perhaps it will take some time to feel its effects.

Let's take advantage of that time.

Loran.

Jack.

All right.

Where did your parents actually go?

Far, far away from here.

How far? Which direction?

Kid's hiding something.

Teal'c, Carter, with me.

What?

I guess the reality that we may never go home

is starting to set in.

Oh, Hammond will keep us supplied

with everything we need

until we can figure this out.

It's a nice beach.

Be a good excuse for you, wouldn't it?

Huh?

To do nothing for awhile.

What?

Forget it.

That would be "forget it, sir."

Oh, please!

You think I'm keeping that up if we're stuck here forever?

Listen, major—— no way!

That's, "no way, colonel."

Wait——I'm supposed to accept that?

That's the way it's going to be?

That's the way it is!

What difference does it make? It's not up to you.

Carter! You're in with drawal!

Oh, I'min withdrawal?!

Yes!

So am I!

Teal'c: O'Neill, major Carter.

I believe I have located the parents of loran.

That's my mother and father, there.

That's me.

You were a lot younger there.

Yeah, it's old.

Yeah, how about that?

Hey, can itake an image of you?

Sure.

That's great.

You know, I'm sorry that you can't leave.

Are you?

I mean, it makes sense that you'd want some company.

I'm justthinking maybe that's the reason why

you didn'ttell us how dangerous the light was.

No. It's okay. I'm not mad.

That's not why.

Wh ew.

What's wrong?

We're going through that with drawal thing again.

I felt fine the whole time you were gone.

Carter: Actually, sir,

I'm starting to feel myself again.

Me, too. What's going on?

Carter: Well, something other than that light

must be affecting us.

And we must remain in close proximity.

Jackson: So not only are we stuck here, we're...

We're stuck here.

Well, it's sure not as much fun

to look at with the light off.

I feel no compulsion to remain here.

Sir, ithinkyou may be on to something.

How's that?

The light isn't what's affecting our minds.

It's just something designed to take advantage

of the altered state of our brain chemistry.

So...

Entertainment?

Well, probably more than that.

I mean, the color and light interaction

with our optic nerve probably triggers

the chemical responses,

but it's notthe direct cause of the imbalance.

What is the cause, then?

There must be a hidden device emitting

some form of energy or radiation

that we can't detect with our instruments.

All right, loran.

Why doesn't this room seem to affectyou?

I'm too young.

How do you know that?

My father told me.

Carter: It is possible thatthis place

can only affect an adult physiology.

Fraiser said he's just as addicted as we are.

Loran: She's right—— The light didn't

have any effect on me.

Then what did it do to your parents?

We need to know whatthis thing does!

When they get back, they'll explain.

They're not coming back! You know that!

They are.

Somebody buried those bodies!

Now, how do you shut that thing off?!

Figure thatthing out.

Yes, sir.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Uh...

Nice picture.

Parents?

I killed them.

You did?

I find that...

What happened?

When they foundthis place...

All that they would do was stare at that light.

All day.

It didn't affect me.

My father said it was because iwas too young,

butthey didn't let me in the light room anyway.

I told them to stop every day,

butthey'd just tell me to bring them things.

So you did that.

And?

One day, I stopped.

It was days before their hunger was stronger than the light.

Then they came out looking for me, looking for food...

And I snuck into the light room...

And iturned it off.

And notjustthe light. Everything.

I didn't know that it would hurtthem.

I just wanted to go home.

Hey, it's not your fault.

They died because of me.

And they were screaming. They ran outside.

They didn't make any sense.

So I did. Iturned it back on.

But they were already in the water...

So far...

And they just kept on going.

They just kept going.

I screamed to them, "I turned it back on!"

But they just kept going...

And then they were gone.

The next day, I foundthem on the shore.

Loran...

You were trying to help them.

You were trying to free them from something.

It wasn't you r fau lt.

I miss them.

Yeah.

What do you got?

We think we can turn it off.

Don't let them.

You'll die,

like my parents.

Carter: If we shut it off cold Turkey, loran is right.

We'd go into with drawal again,

but Teal'c and Daniel have translated

some of the writing inside this thing, sir,

and we think it was designed to be turned down incrementally.

Jackson: The goa'ulds who used this place

needed human slaves in order to tend

to their needs while they were here.

We've already taken it down a notch without any harm.

Teal'c: Within 2 or 3 weeks,

your brain chemistry will return to normal.

You may th en return home.

O'Neill: So...

3 weeks in a palace by the beach?

Teal'c, you don't have to hang around.

Why don't you head back and let Hammond know what's going on?

Very well.

And then you'll leave.

I think we all will...

Right?

Yeah. He should return to normal along with the rest of us.

I——I can go with you?

Sure.

Come on. Let's go see Teal'c off.

Do you like ice cream?

What's ice cream?