"Begin cryo-reversaI." "Beginning reversal." "Chamber opening." "It's OK, Colonel O'Neill." "You're in the SGC." "You're gonna be fine." "No, don't try to speak, Colonel." "Give it some time." "Welcome back to the land of the living, Colonel." "I'm Major General Trofsky." "This is Dr. Raully." "Maybe we can try to answer some of the questions that are weighing on your mind." "First of all I regret to inform you that everyone on your team, Dr Daniel Jackson, Captain Samantha Carter and a Jaffa named Teal'c, are all deceased." "As a matter of fact, I imagine everyone you ever knew is probably gone now." "You see, Colonel, the year is now... 2077." "How are you feeling, Colonel?" "A bit confused." "Understandable." "You've been in cryogenic hibernation for almost 79 years." "How...?" "That's a good question." "We were hoping you could tell us." "You were sent back through the Stargate already frozen." "We guess by some advanced culture." "Your CO at the time, General Hammond, and a Dr. Fraiser felt that to thaw you without the proper technology would probably kill you." "They put you in a deep freeze until the technology was developed to safely revive you." "Do you have any idea what happened to you?" "No, ma'am." "General..." "I'd prefer not to answer any more questions." "Walk around a little and get my bearings." "Of course." "Good idea, actually." "I'd be happy to show you the rest of the facility." "You can disconnect him from these machines for a limited time, can't you?" "For an hour or so." "But he needs the ramenic infusion..." " ...for his tissues to recover." " I'll have him back in less than an hour." "SG-14." "Debriefing in five minutes." "Level six." "Has it changed much?" "There's no place like home, sir." "How many SG teams are there now, sir?" "28 here on Earth." "Another 10 occupying off-world colonies." "So we finally did that, huh?" "Populated other planets?" "Affirmative." "General..." "What happened to my team?" "They didn't make it." "I got that." "They didn't make it back through the gate?" "Didn't survive the thawing process?" "What?" "Their bodies were sent back, but they were already dead." "I'm sorry, Colonel." "It was a long time ago." "Maybe for you." "So, Colonel..." "Do you have any recollection of what happened on your last mission?" "I wish I did, sir." "I remember Intel suggested the planet we were going to was ruled by a Goa'uld." "But I don't remember anything after we stepped through that gate." "Is there any reason why the Goa'uld would have saved your life and sent you back?" "It's certainly not their M.O.." "We feel whoever did help you was able to beat back the Goa'uld in order to do so." "We'd love to know who could do that." " So would I, sir." " We have a new technology that might help you remember." "We'd like to give it a try if you feel up to it." "SG-22, prepare for embarkation." "Sure." "We'd like to get started right away." "Our outpost planets are at war with the Goa'uld and, uh frankly, we're losing." "I'm hoping whoever helped you 79 years ago can help us now." "The technology was a gift from the Tok'ra." "We're still friends with them, huh?" "Oh, yes." "It's been quite a beneficial alliance." "Just not much help in the outpost colonies, I take it?" "No." " Ow!" "God!" "What is that?" " It's OK, Colonel." "It's in." "That's all the pain you'll feel." "What a shame." "As the Tok'ra explain it, this stimulates the memory centres of your mind and then amplifies it." "Sort of like a capacitor for thoughts." "When it's hooked up to this device, it projects what the mind is seeing holographically." " Beautiful." " Now all you do is focus your thoughts and guide the right memories to the surface." "How do I do that?" "We'll lead you through it." "It's kind of like a hi-tech version of hypnosis." "We've introduced a light sedative through those tubes." "You should be feeling the effects by now." "Oh, yeah." "Great." "Let's get going." "Start by concentrating on what race you can think of from your travels that might have the technology to defeat the Goa'uld and cryogenically suspend you." " The Nox did." " OK." "The Nox." "Were they medically advanced?" "They could revive their dead." " They could make themselves invisible?" " Not just themselves." "Before you go, O'Neill, there is something we would have you see." "Fear not." "Colonel O'Neill, was it the Nox who sent you here?" "I don't remember." "They have the technology to make themselves invisible." "It could be a very powerful weapon against the Goa'uld." "Probably." "But they'd never use it in that manner." "The Nox wouldn't even fight in self-defence." "Can you think of anyone else who could have defeated the Goa'uld?" "The Asgard." "Oh, my!" "Ladies and gentlemen, I think this is..." "Thor's chariot." "An Asgard mother ship." "I've heard them described in Jaffa legend." "Aagh!" "You're the Asgard" " Thor's race." "Right?" " You have heard of us?" " Nothing but good things." "We have studied your race closely." " What did you learn?" " That your species has great potential." "Great potential..." "That's good." "Understand this." "There was once an alliance of four great races in the galaxy." "The Asgard." " The Nox." " Met them." " The Furlings." " Don't know them." "And the ancients, the builders of the Stargates." "That's a pretty heady group." "Your race has much to prove before we may interact on that level." "Uh..." "Uh..." "Look..." "You all seem to be quite... wonderful people." "You folks should understand that we're out there now." "We might not be ready for a lot of this stuff but we're doing the best we can." "You have already taken the first steps towards becoming the fifth race." "They're part of an... an alliance." "What is this place?" ""I believe this room is some sort of meeting place where four alien races denoted by the symbols and distinctive writing on the walls would gather."" ""Possibly to share knowledge or discuss relations like a United Nations of the stars." "Catherine agrees."" "You're right." "I would have." "This looks familiar." "Touch it." "Wow!" " It's beautiful!" " Daniel..." "Does this mean anything?" "Well, if this was a mecca of sorts, an alien United Nations, this has to mean something." " I know this." " Of course." "High-school chemistry." "One proton, one electron..." " Hydrogen." " Beryllium." "Sodium." "Silver." "Iron." "Barium." "Xenon." "Of course!" "How do you ensure universal communication?" "You reduce the method to the most basic elements..." "Jack, this is a true universal language!" "He's had enough for now." "Let's let him rest." "Thank you, Colonel." "Good work." "We'll resume later." "It's OK, Dr. Jackson." "You're in the SGC." "You're gonna be fine." "This one has naqahdah in her system, so keep her a little more dosed." "It's OK, Dr. Carter." "You're in the SGC." "You're gonna be fine." " SG-1?" " I'm afraid they didn't make it, Captain." "I'm sorry." "There." "How does that feel, Captain?" "OK." "Agh!" "It hurts a little." "Listen, is this really necessary?" "It's important that we know who would have the technology to do this." "Why?" "Because anyone with that technology would be a very powerful ally..." " ...against Apophis." " Apophis?" "Isn't he dead?" "Of course." "We're merely stimulating the part of your memory that involves fighting the Goa'uld." "It might help us in our current battles." "OK." "Well... we did fight the Goa'uld a lot." "Tell me how you defeated Apophis." "We gated to what we thought was their home base, but we ended up on a Goa'uld mother ship." "A sarcophagus." "Oh, great." "More snake heads." "Teal'c, any idea which one's in here?" "Teal'c?" " We're not on a planet, are we?" " That is correct." "It appears we are aboard a Goa'uld transport vessel." "And that jolt was..." "Hyper launch." "The shield generators are far below." "There, in the very bowels of the ship." "We must climb down several decks, through the length of the ship." "Then, taking our weapons, we must..." "Our time is up." "We have got to go." "Punch it." "Very impressive, Captain." "The end of Apophis." "Well, the beginning of the end, yes." "His forces were so weakened that another Goa'uld got him." "So if it wasn't Apophis, what other Goa'uld could it be?" "Well, there seems to be a lot of them." "Sokar..." "People of the Tauri." "You have taken what is mine." "For this, you will be destroyed." "Heru-Ur..." "You dare challenge me?" "I was thinking about it." "You'll pay for this insolence!" "And then, of course, there's Hathor." "She almost succeeded in doing some pretty big damage." "We must praise you and give to you a great honour." "Yeah, I'm sure that'd be just great." "But not right..." "Do not worry yourself." "You will enjoy the rich rewards that come with what we are giving you." "You will cherish the good health and long life that goes with being..." ".. Hathor's first new Jaffa." "We demand that the woman you call Carter be brought before us so we may gain retribution." "Captain Carter does deserve to be punished, my queen." "But she does not know what she is doing." "I beg of you to show mercy." "She deserves no mercy from us." "She will make amends with her death." "I don't think so." "You have failed us, our love." "You will not fail us again." "No!" "Get these airmen outta here!" "Daniel, let's go!" "Move it!" "What's wrong?" "Nothing." "I just..." "I really need to know exactly what happened to my friends." "As I said, they were sent back through the gate." "They were already dead." "That's all I know." "What about General Hammond?" "I'm happy to report he lived to a ripe old age of 93." "So everyone I ever knew basically is gone?" "I'm afraid so." "It's OK, it's OK." "You're in the SGC, Teal'c." "Good to have you back, Teal'c." "General Hammond..." "Easy, easy." "Where are the rest of SG-1?" "Good question." "We were hoping you could tell us." "When you didn't return, we sent SG teams 3 and 7 after you." "They found you lying next to the Stargate." "There was no trace of Colonel O'Neill, Captain Carter or Dr. Jackson." "We assume they were captured." " You have no memory of this, Teal'c?" " I do." "It was a mixture of Horus and serpent guards." "A very unusual combination." "Serving what Goa'uld?" "That I do not know." "General Hammond..." "I will return to the planet immediately to search for the answers." "I can't let you do that, Teal'c." "General Hammond, I will not remain idle while my friends may be in danger on this planet." "Teal'c, you've been unconscious for three weeks." "That is not possible." "My symbiote would have awakened me long before the period of three weeks." "You were barely alive, Teal'c." "With substantial internal injury." "Dr. Fraiser spent most of the three weeks at your side." "I'm convinced it was her refusal to give up that kept you alive." "I am in your debt, Dr. Fraiser." "General Hammond..." "Permit me to return to this planet to search out my friends." "If their bodies were not found by my side, then they are prisoners." "If they are, they're long gone from that planet." "We sent out UAVs, balloons..." "Our best rescue teams found nothing but scorched earth." "There was no trace of them." "They could be moved to any Goa'uld stronghold." "You'd be searching for a needle in a very large haystack." "Perhaps." "But I must try." "Teal'c, I understand your desire to do something - anything - for SG-1." "I feel the same way." "But I cannot expend any more resources on this." "I'm sorry." "Request denied." "If the people of the Tauri have given up hope on SG-1, then it is with great regret... that I must leave this world and return to my people." "You mean you wanna leave the SGC?" "That is correct." "I can't let you do that, Teal'c." "I won't let you do it." "General Hammond..." "I hereby respectfully inform you that I must take my leave of the SGC." "Therefore I am no longer under your command." "I can't allow you to do that." "You represent too great a security risk." "General Hammond, I would die before divulging any information concerning this world." "I believe you know that." "Yes, I do." "I will depart in one hour." "Tel mak, kree." "Meg tal, ah." "Rok, kree nol." "Meg tal!" "Chevron four engaged." "Ten hut!" "Chevron five engaged." "Teal'c, you will be missed." "I have learned much from you, General Hammond." "For that I thank you." "Chevron six engaged." "I've learned a lot from you too, Teal'c." "So we're even on that count." " Chevron seven locked." " Take care of yourself." "At ease." "Carter!" "Carter!" "Carter." "I thought you were dead." "Get outta there!" "Colonel!" "It goes right through his shoulder into the concrete." " Whoa!" " Yeah." "These things have a nasty habit of going off when you least expect it." "Try not to think too much." " They said..." " They're Goa'uld, Carter." "Daniel?" "Teal'c?" "Don't know yet." "Think you can walk?" "The drugs must have prevented me from sensing the naqahdah." "Trade clothes with that guy." "Sure looks like the SGC." " This looks just like..." " Don't think about it." "You'll set that thing off." "Can't we take these things off?" "I don't know." "You tell me." "Mine's in pretty deep." "Yeah, you're right." "Pulling them out might cause some pretty nasty collateral damage." "And we don't want that." "What the hell...?" "Daniel." "Daniel!" " I don't understand." "They said..." " They're Goa'uld." "What year is it?" "1999, more than likely." "So this is all a hoax?" "Big hoax." "I'd say so." " I have more questions, but that can wait." " Yeah." "Damn cost-cutter." "This facade is obviously part of a bigger Goa'uld facility." "Complete with Horus and serpent guards." "What?" "Horus and serpent?" "That's kind of an odd alliance, isn't it?" "I've never seen this place so deserted." "I guess they figure they don't need to keep up the act if we're unconscious." "It's fake." "Who spent enough time on the base to be able to reproduce it in this kind of detail?" "You don't think Apophis..." "Silence!" "Oh, I was so hoping never to see you again." "We have indeed missed you, our beloved." "Daniel, don't let her breathe on you." "Do you think we would go to these lengths if you were not already immune to that organism?" "Do you like our guards?" "We managed to lure them from the remote outposts of our enemies." "We are quietly building our forces before the System Lords even know that we are alive." "But 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, right?" "We know more than you do." "Perhaps." "We are prepared to offer you a life of luxury as servants in our royal court, for sharing information." "Deny us and you will not enjoy the alternative." "You know, you really should do something about the breath." "How do we contact the Asgard so that we might align with their forces?" "Try Roswell." "A little place in New Mexico." "What is the sequence of numbers necessary to open the barricade protecting your Stargate?" "If you will not give us the information we desire, we do have another means of retrieving it." "An opportunity has presented itself at a most fortuitous time." "Our friend here is ready for a host." "Tell us..." "Which one of you shall it be?"