(Birds twittering)
Hey.
How are you doing?
Good.
Did you get your hair cut?
Yeah. Why?
No reason.
Can I see your scar?
No.
Uh, fraiser says it'll be about a week
before you... get out of here.
You know, it's funny. I mean, after everything
we've been through these past few years,
and, of all things, it's my appendix
that lays me out.
But it's not gonna be aweek.
I mean, I practically—— I feel fine now.
Wantto go fishing?
Actually...
Iwouldn't, uh... well, maybe—...
Ah em. No. You know,
I——I think maybe I'll just—...
I will stay here for 2 or 3... 3 days.
Bye.
Carter!
Sir. Hi.
How's Daniel? Oh, he's gonna be fine.
What are you doing?
Uh, I'm getting ready to do a detailed analysis
of the decay rate of naouadah within the reactor.
It's really quite amazing.
Unlike plutonium, naouadah actually has—...
Aah!
I'm on vacation.
Yes, sir.
So are you.
I know.
It's not that I'm happy that Daniel's
in excruciating pain or anything like that,
but I've actually been looking forward
to an opportunity like this for quite some time.
You know, maybe it's just me,
but I always thought when one got some leave,
one actually left.
Daniel's recouping,
Teal'c's off visiting his kid somewhere.
Personally, I have a date
with a little lake in Minnesota
where the bass grow that big.
Really?
Oh, yes.
What I'm describing here, Carter,
involves a very special element.
This... is fun to me, sir.
Well, if playing with your little reactor
sounds better than exploring the lakes
and natural beauty of northern Minnesota,
there's not much I can do.
Was that an invitation, sir?
Nothing wrong with that, is there?
Couple of co—workers—...
Friends, if you will—— fishing.
Could be fun.
Heh.wow.
I——I appreciate the offer, sir, really.
Sounds great.
But I should—— no sweat.
See you in a week.
And, by all means,
have fun.
(Humming)
Colonel...
Uh...
Have a good time.
Land of sky—blue waters,
loofahs...
"Yeah, sure, you bet'cha, snookums,"
mosquitoes—...
(Alarm blares)
Home of the loons.
Thor?
Hello?
(Mechanical whirring)
(Heavy door opening)
(Whispering) Damn.
Damn.
(Robotic bugs approaching)
(Mechanical whirring)
(Soueaking) Aah!
Aaah!
(Souealing) Uhh!
(Techno—bugs passing by)
(Sighs)
I'm pretty sure it was th e asgard transportation technology.
For Jack's sake, let's hope you're right.
It depends on what they wantthis time, sir.
True.
Send a message through th e Stargate to Teal'c.
Yes, sir.
This is general Hammond.
Get me major Davis at the Pentagon.
(Clacking)
O'Neill: Thor?
Thor: Greetings, O'Neill.
Turn right...
Then enter the door at the end of the corridor.
(Beep)
(Mechanical humming)
(Door closes)
O'Neill.
Thor.
You all right?
I am dying.
What happened?
It is, as you humans say,
a long story.
Does this have anything to do with those...
Bugs in the hall?
I could not transport you directly into this room.
Th e... bugs, as you call them,
are attracted to the high—energy output
of the transporter.
What are they?
They are the enemy of the asgard.
This would be the enemy worse than the Goa'uld
you told me about?
I am weak.
The information you will need
is contained within the stones.
Forgive me.
For what?
Thor?
Colonel Jack O'Neill,
I have made these recordings for you
in the eventthat I am dead
or unable to pass on the necessary information.
Under my command,
thebelisknor was called into battle
against an enemy we have named replicators.
During the battle,
this ship became infested by the technology.
The replicators accessed the computer,
which contained information about your planet
and plotted a course here.
The crew was transported off the ship
I destroyed the outbound transporter technology
to preventthe replicators from escaping
and remained in the hopes of stopping thebelisknor
from reaching earth.
If you are watching this recording,
then I have failed,
and I have also likely doomed you
to certain death.
Teal'c. Thank you for returning.
For what matter of urgency
have I been summoned, general Hammond?
I think I witnessed colonel O'Neill
being transported out of the base by the asgard.
For what purpose?
We're not sure yet.
Hello? Testing, testing, testing.
Is this thing on?
Colon El? Carter?
Sir, what's going on?
Well...
I need a spaz—12,
a bf—8,
io pounds of pbx,
and a usas at the base of the Stargate
in, oh, 5 minutes?
That's a lot of explosives, sir.
May I ask why?
Yeah, basically,
Thor's ship has been over—run
by a bunch of nasty techno—bugs.
Were the asgard not able to defeat them?
Guess not.
So, sir, are you saying these bugs are technological?
Yeah.
Apparently, they plan to land the ship and infest earth.
Thor says this would not be a good thing.
Well, what are you going to do?
Destroy the ship
where's Thor?
Oh, he's here.
He's... just not feeling too well at the moment.
We'll be ready in 10 minutes, sir.
Thor can transport us up there to help you.
Thank you, Carter, but that's not gonna happen.
Thor's out cold.
Bugs got him pretty good.
But he did leave some instructions
on how to run the toys up here.
So can you transport us up?
I could...
But I'm not going to.
What is your reasoning, O'Neill?
Anybody who comes up is not getting down.
Well, sir, if you can't get off the ship—...
Yeah. I know.
Look, my dime's almost up here.
Have the stuff ready in 10 minutes.
Wish me luck.
Colon el—— major...
That's an order and it's final.
Good luck, Jack.
Thank you, sir.
Teal'c, see that the ordinance is in place.
Major, to your knowledge,
if colonel O'Neill is unsuccessful,
can the asgard ship
be destroyed by a surface—to—air strike?
Sir, the asgard ships
have sophisticated cloaking devices.
We've been looking for it in orbit since
colonel O'Neill disappeared. Still nothing.
So if we can't see it, we can't target it.
The molecular transportation device
has been pre—programmed to target the area
directly in front of your earth—based Stargate.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
(Fast forwarding)
Enter these symbols
on the control console in front of you.
(Beep)
(Beep beep)
30 seconds after entering the code,
the targeted material will be transported
to the indicated cargo hold.
Remember,
the transportation tech nology...
(Door opens) Emits an energy pulse
strong enough to attract the replicators.
(Beep)
Damn it! I gave you people a direct order!
General Hammond overruled you, sir.
We have away off the ship.
(Door opens)
(Replicators approaching)
Grab what you can. Let's go!
(Tech no—squeals)
Let's move!
(Beep)
Hey, buddy.
How you feeling?
Um, you remember Carter, Teal'c?
Why did you bring them?
Anyone?
We believed we could be of assistance.
Now you will all die.
Actually, we don't think so.
Sir, there's a shuttle prepping on the launch pad.
If we can transmit the coordinates to NASA,
they can be here within a matter of hours.
We also brought space suits in case an Eva is required.
This pod can generate an anti—gravity field,
making it easy to move.
Does the ship have an air lock?
Yes.
So, we just plant some pbx, jump ship, and blow it.
What is p—b—x?
An explosive.
You just have to tell us the best places to plant it.
All asgard ships
are equipped with internal dampening fields
that activate in the event of an explosion.
Well... how exactly
did you expect us to destroy the ship?
If I knew a fast, simple method,
I would have destroyed the ship myself
before endangering your lives.
Of course you would have.
The technical specifications of the belisknor
were contained within the recordings
I made for you.
Ohh. Um...
I haven't had time to watch all the stones.
What?
Stick those on there.
(Powering up)
Belisknor is powered
by 4 neutrino ion generators.
In your earth units of measurement,
each engine outputs a maximum of one billion—...
Yeah, my eyes glossed over right about there.
Guess I better go through all these recordings.
Is achieved by 2 rear th rusters.
Welcome back, major.
General, iwish it wasn't always under
such unusual circumstances.
Any further word on the situation?
No, we've been unable to make
radio contact with sg—I.
Well, it's possible the asgard cloaking device
is also blocking radio signals.
I see you've done your homework, major.
General, all I do all day long
is read up on the Stargate program.
Thor: They were discovered on an isolated planet
in our home galaxy
some time ago.
The creators were not present.
Most likely destroyed by their own creation.
The replicators were brought aboard an asgard ship...
For stu dy
before the danger could be fully comprehended.
We do that all the time.
Kind of expected more from you guys.
Overconfidence in our technology
has been our undoing.
The entities learned from the very means
that were employed to stop them.
They have become a plague on our galaxy
that is annihilating
everything in its path.
Why haven't these little buggers
landed the ship already?
Their odds of survival
in a new environment
depend on numbers.
They are currently feeding off the ship
and replicating.
Are you saying they're actually eating the ship?
Ingesting the alloys, yes.
They will continue until they risk compromising
the integrity of the hull.
Then they will land
in search of more raw materials.
How intelligent are they?
Thor: Their capacity for learning is extremely high.
Each entity is capable of individual behavior,
yet they all act with a common purpose.
What's that?
Self replication.
Andthere does not appear to be a way to stop them.
Carter: Hang on. Thor,
you said that they wouldn't risk compromising
the integrity of the hull.
Correct.
Can this ship withstand an uncontrolled re—entry
into the atmosphere?
No.
The heat from the friction
would cause the ship to burn up.
Wait a minute. Are you trying to tell me
that with all this advanced intergalactic tech nology
this ship can't withstand a little heat?
In order to reflect the subspace field
of the phase generators—...
So... no.
Yes.
Then all we have to do is crash the ship into the atmosphere.
You will have to regain control
of the navigational computer.
Sounds like a plan.
That can only be done from the bridge.
Well, there was a map in the recordings.
Can we directthem from here as they go?
Yes.
(Replicators grinding)
Hear that?
They are in the walls, O'Neill.
Carter on radio: Colonel, can you hear me?
We h ear ya.
Carter on radio: You want to go down that hall.
(Beeping)
Why are some areas flashing?
They indicate the quadrants of the ship
that the replicators have disabled.
H—h—how do I zoom in?
Top left symbol.
(Beeping)
Carter on radio: You want to go th rough that door on your left.
(High—pitch buzz)
(Replicators crunching)
Why can't I see any bugs on this screen?
The firstthing the replicators do
once aboard an asgard ship
is disable the sensors
capable of detecting them.
But I can still see colonel O'Neill and Teal'c.
Thor: They are being detected
by the thermal sensors,
which cannot see the replicators.
(Faint wheezing)
Are you ok?
I cannot use the ship's
automated medical system
if the replicators have tam pered with it.
It could kill me.
W—w—we brought medical supplies,
and I have medical field training.
You cannot help me.
O'Neill on radio: We there yet?
The door up ahead on your left
leads to the bridge.
(Metal crunching)
It sounds as though there are replicators inside.
Watch yourself.
(High—pitched hum)
(Mechanical buzzing)
Forget that.
O'Neill: Ok, new plan.
Carter: Nothing's been damaged.
Good.
Sir...
Thor's not doing well.
He says that pod could put him into a deep stasis
that would preserve his life.
So do it.
He won't let me.
Hey.
I understand you're not being
a particularly cooperative patient.
As long as I am conscious,
I still may be of some assistance.
Yeah, however, if you're dead—...
As I have said...
If you do succeed
in destroying the ship,
we will all die.
And as Carter has said,
we might have a way off this ship.
Wait a minute.
That's it.
Thor, you said there are dampening fields
inside the ship that prevent explosions.
What about outside the ship?
There are shields around the ship,
but they would not protect against a weapon
already inside the force field.
Ok, now, there was a specific engine
in the information recordings. It controls re—entry.
The deceleration drive.
Yes.
Carter: We brought an explosive device
that's enhanced with elementary naquadah.
Would that be enough to destroy the deceleration drive?
This plan could work.
Plan?
What plan?
Sir, the bugs are gonna land the ship themselves eventually.
The bf—8 mightjust be enough firepower
to blow the deceleration drive.
Might?
If we blow it at the right time,
we can alter the entry path.
The ship would then accelerate out of control
and burn up in earth's atmosphere.
Teal'c: What needs to be done then
is to place this explosive outside of this vessel.
Someone's gonna have to go out there.
Of course they are.
What are you doing down here, Dr. Jackson?
I've just been informed, sir.
I was won dering if there was anything I could do to help
general,
we're going to def—con 3.
The Russians have gone on alert as a response.
The moment the asgard ship attempts to land,
the president has decided to let the rest of the world know what we know.
And then?
We hit it with everything we've got.
Uh, sg—I is on that ship.
I have as much confidence in sg—I as you, Dr. Jackson,
butthey left over an hour ago,
we've had no communication since,
and we have no idea
what kind of atime frame we're dealing with here.
Let's give 'em a reasonable chance, major.
Yes, sir.
I'll try to define "reasonable"
to the Pentagon.
(Buzzing)
(Siren blaring)
The bugs haven't overrun the part of the ship
where the air lock is yet.
Let's do it.
Each tank has 6 hours of oxygen.
Whoever goes should have plenty of time.
I will go.
I was gonna do it.
There is a radiation concern, sir.
Teal'c: My symbiote protects me
from exposure to radiation for a long period of time.
You go.
Carter on radio: It looks like the top button
opens the inner door,
the middle one depressurizes the air lock,
and the bottom one opens the outer door.
Yeah, Roger that.
Can you hear me?
Indeed.
You might wanna think about...
Hangin' on tight out there.
Let's do it.
(Beep)
Say something.
One small step for Jaffa.
Very nice.
(Hissing)
(Beep)
(Metallic grinding)
Oh, crap.
Teal'c, how's it going?
Teal'c on radio: I am returning.
I don't suppose you could step on it,
could ya?
Teal'c on radio: I am moving as quickly as possible, O'Neill.
(Beep)
(Beep beep beep beep)
(Beep)
Carter?
Yes, sir, I'm working on it.
(Beep)
The door will not open.
Yeah, hang on.
Oh, god.
(Sizzling)
(Pop)
His tank just blew!
O'Neill!
Carter!
Carter on radio: Sir, I'm trying to use the transporter
to beam him inside, but it's not working.
The transporter array on that side of the ship
must have been knocked out by the bugs.
We can still do this,
but Teal'c's gonna have to push off.
What?
The other transporter arrays could pick him up,
but only if he's far enough away from the ship.
Teal'c,
we're gonna try to beam you aboard,
butyou have to push off from the ship first.
You read? You have to push off!
He's taking too long.
Isn't there some way to re—aim the transporter array?
(Weak exhale)
(Buzzing alert)
Damn.
(Buzzing alert)
(Beeping)
Carter. I'm trying.
(Humming surge)
Got it!
Teal'c!
Come on.
Teal'c!
(Weak breaths) (Beeping)
(Vibrating beeps)
(Beep beep beep)
Come on! Come on! Come on! Breathe!
Oh, yeah.
That's followin' orders.
Can you move?
I can, O'Neill.
Come on.
Still no communication of any kind? No, sir,
and NORAD's still reporting no sign of the alien ship
Dr. Jackson, are you ok?
I'll be fine.
Why don't you go back up to the infirmary.
I promise iwill notify you as soon as there's any news.
Sir, I——I know there's no reason for me to be here,
but I just—...
I feel like I should be here.
That's not totally true. I feel like actually
I should be up there with them.
Now you know how! Feel most of the time.
According to the sch ematic,
that was the only one left untouched by the bugs.
You gonna be ok?
Teal'c: I will be fine.
What happened?
He was dying. I had to put him into stasis.
So we wait and blow the bomb
at the right time.
Which is... when?
When we start to enter the atmosphere.
Too early an d, th eoretically,
the entry could be aborted by the bugs.
If we wait too long into the descent,
the bomb could burn off
before we could detonate.
Think you can fix that beam—down thing?
Not without Thor's help, sir.
I better contact Hammond.
Let him know what to expect.
All right, this thing's not workin'.
(Mechanical grinding)
Thor was correct.
We are going to die.
Aw, come on, Teal'c, lighten up.
We've been in these situations before.
No, sir, we haven't.
We haven't?
The vessel is beginning its descent.
I have an idea, sir.
Harriman: Sir, NORAD's reporting
th ey've spotted an unidentified object
entering the upper atmosphere over the pacific.
They've disabled the ship's cloaking device.
Object's on a controlled entry.
Projected landing on the west coast
of the United States, sir.
Of course, this could also be a sign
th ey've already lost th e battle.
Hammond: This is general Hammond.
Atthis time, I recommend going to def—con 2.
Deploy all available assets
to intercept the alien ship.
General...
I'm sorry, Dr. Jackson.
But if that ship makes it through the atmosphere intact,
we have no choice but to assume sg—I failed.
We must destroy it
by whatever means necessary.
(Alarms wail)
All right, Carter, let's do it.
(Console chirping)
Here we go.
The Russians have also spotted
the incoming object and are inquiring.
The joint chiefs will respond.
I'll have to call you back.
They're gonna use it to escape.
Like you did from the apophis mothership. It could work.
It will work. They'll gate to another planet andthen home.
You had a d.H.D. They don't.
Even disconnected, there should be enough power to dial out once.
This is Hammond. I want the beta gate
unpacked from storage immediately.
Yes, you heard me. I want it unsealed
and ready for use as soon as humanly possible.
Where are we going?
P3x—234.
I hear it's nice there this time of year.
(Replicators skittering)
We got bugs.
(Replicators whirring)
O'Neill!
Bandit is still on controlled entry.
Present heading, 1—9—6.
Get down!
Let's go, Carter!
Can we blow this thing yet?
Not yet!
Carter!
Not yet!
Carter!
Now!
Davis: I understand that, captain.
Whati need to know is what do you see?
Do you have a visual?
The 10th squadron's airborne, on intercept course.
The target has changed heading.
It's dropped out of controlled entry vector.
Target is breaking up.
We have visual confirmation.
A fireball heading for the pacific ocean,
400 miles off the coast of California.
Naval recovery teams are moving in to deal with any wreckage.
I'm sure you were right, Dr. Jackson.
The point of commandeering the Stargate
had to be an escape.
I just hope they made it out in time.
(Whirring)