Lam: About three hours ago he came in complaining of fatigue.
It's a prior plague.
Let origin show you the way.
I vow to spread the word of the ori to all Jaffa.
Who are you?
It's me, orlin.
Lam: As far as I can tell, he's a normal human adolescent.
Who claims he's an ancient who has descended
and taken human form.
Orlin seems to have hit a dead end with his work on a cure.
What he needs is a blood sample from the prior
who infected lieutenant Fisher.
Orlin's attempt to find a cure
isn't the only reason to do this.
You wanna try and turn this prior.
We believe we may be close to developing a technology
that could inhibit a prior's special abilities.
The ori do not require blind obedience.
Prior: They will show you their power.
Gerak: Like you, my judgment was clouded by suspicion and distrust.
But the ori sensed my misgivings,
forgave me my weaknesses and showed me their power.
I stand before you today
as proof of their divine might.
They have poisoned your mind.
The ori's promises are hollow.
We have learned from the ancients
that they are not ascending their followers.
Do you expect us to take your word for this?
One of the ancients returned to human form to warn us
that the ori gain strength by sapping the power from their followers.
That is why they seek our support.
The ori are not some benevolent gods
offering you the path of enlightenment.
They are but manipulative beings
who will use you and discard you
once you have served their purpose. Enough.
They are no better than the Goa'uld.
Enough!
Gerak: The Goa'uld are impostors.
But the ori...
The ori
are the real gods.
Behold the gift
the ori have bestowed upon me.
Lam: We had three fatalities this morning.
We have another 12 base personnel
who are in critical condition
and probably won't make it past the next 24 hours.
That's it?
They've been given sedatives and are resting comfortably.
There's nothing you or anyone can do for them right now.
I can go see them.
No, you can't.
You're exhausted and you've already got a lot on your plate.
Those people are serving under my command.
Sir.
What is it, Walter?
As of 0800 this morning,
the CDC reports confirmed cases of the virus
in both Mexico and Canada.
We could be looking at a global pandemic.
Jolan. It's good to see a familiar face.
Lord haikon wishes to see you.
Let's rock 'n' roll.
It was foolish of you to come.
The others are distrustful of you.
Yeah, I kind of got that.
Is there anything else I need to know?
Haikon will have your answers.
Welcome, Mitchell.
Thank you, haikon.
Please, sit.
I apologize for making you wait,
but I just came back from a mission of great importance.
We were informed of a world of non—believers
who were conspiring against the ori.
The prior dispatched us to deal with them.
You mean kill them.
Well, we were told they posed a considerable threat.
"Leave not the smallest pebble in the road,
"for any hindrance will slow your people's progress."
So said the prior.
Yeah, the priors say a lot of things.
Look, I'm the last person
to criticize someone for what they believe, but...
Ifyour intention is to convince me
to withdraw support from the ori,
you need not bother.
You're making a big... I've already decided as much.
What?
We went to the planet, as the prior instructed.
Two hundred strong, to eliminate any threat.
We were expecting an army.
What we found were simple farmers,
too naive to understand the consequences they faced
for daring to defy the ori.
The sodan are proud warriors.
We do not kill innocent people.
So you didn't follow through?
We left them unharmed.
But before returning here, we had to put all doubts to rest,
so we traveled to another world,
one rumored to have refused the ori.
The entire civilization was decimated
by a mysterious plague.
There was no one left.
Yeah, that's what they do.
In fact, they're doing it on earth right now, as we speak.
And it'll probably happen here when the prior gets back
and finds out you didn't obey his orders.
How can we resist so powerful an enemy?
Well, I can tell you,
but you're probably not gonna like it.
Orlin.
Sam.
Are you all right?
I'm fine.
Ifsyou I'm worried about.
We just got your test results back.
They show significant and progressive changes
in different areas of your brain.
What kind of changes?
A degenerative process that's already started
to impair your cognitive functions.
I knew that when I took on human form
the memories I brought with me would eventually fade.
That's only part of it.
It's not so much a result of your losing the memories,
but more a consequence of your trying to hold on to them.
Orlin, by not letting go of the ancient knowledge,
you're damaging your brain.
Yes. My human mind is failing under the weight of so much information.
You knew this would happen, didn't you?
As an ancient, how could you not have known?
Of course I knew, Sam, but I had no choice.
But you have a choice now.
Your brain is fighting a losing battle,
stripping away whatever it can
in an attempt to salvage the memories related to the cure.
Give them up and you could stop this from progressing any further.
I can't do that. There's too much at stake.
You have the memories.
Write them down.
Give me the instructions.
I'll complete the vaccine.
It's too complex.
You won't fully understand the process.
Try me.
Orlin, you don't have to sacrifice yourself.
Let go before it's too late.
I can't risk entrusting this job to anyone but myself.
I have to see this through, Sam.
I'm sorry.
We're good.
Jackson: Okay.
This device will emit a high ultrasonic frequency
targeting a specific portion of the prior's brain,
temporarily blocking his ability to use his powers.
Now, the good news is it won't have any effect on us.
The bad news is it may not have
any effect on the prior, either.
In order for this thing to work the way we want it to,
it has to be broadcasting on the correct frequency.
Unfortunately, we don't know what that frequency is,
so we'll use a trial—and—error approach.
This remote allows us to adjust the signal,
and sooner or later, we'll get the right one.
Any questions thus far?
How will we know when it is working?
Well, we'll know when the prior's
no longer able to use his powers.
How will we know he'll no longer be able to use his powers?
Well, someone is just gonna have to test it and find out.
Don't worry, fellas, that someone is me.
So, it's simple. We disable the prior,
we take a sample of his blood,
we send it back to the sgc,
they finish the cure,
we turn the prior against the ori, and call it a day.
Jackson, you're driving.
Ooh, yay.
Sg—22, I want you in defensive positions around the perimeter.
There, there, there and there.
There's, uh, one other small problem.
We're not exactly certain what the range of that device is,
so, haikon,
I need you to get the prior as close as possible.
Is that a problem?
No.
No, it is not.
You are confident that this will work?
Well, if it doesn't work, we're out of options.
I feel we have lost them.
This battle is far from over.
But clearly, the council was swayed.
The task before us is daunting, but not impossible.
The Jaffa nation has no appetite for war,
particularly one that threatens to divide us.
Indeed, that much is certain. Mmm.
The ori, on the other hand, will not abide opposition.
They have already ordered gerak to quell
the dissension within our ranks.
Then we must retreat into the shadows
and evade their attempts to find us.
No. We must make a stand, on chulak.
Faced with the prospect of inciting a civil war that would kill millions,
the council will be left with an impossible choice,
but ultimately, they must decide
between the ori and their fellow Jaffa.
It is only by forcing their hand that they will see reason.
So I believe.
An enterprise this bold
will require much support.
Then let us gather a fleet to defend chulak.
Orlin: It's like catching a glimpse of someone from the corner of your eye
then turning around and they're gone.
You begin to doubt whether you actually
ever saw them in the first place.
Tell me, Sam,
how can you regret losing a memory you can't even remember?
What are you working on?
Your instructions for assembling the cure,
in the event I am too incapacitated to complete it myself.
It's a precaution we have to take.
The most frustrating part in all this
is I am unable to control what I can hold on to,
even for a little while.
Crucial information I need to finish the cure
is slipping through my fingers
while insignificant minutia of my experience as an ancient
is still fresh and clear in my mind.
In time, I'll lose it all, but for now
it just doesn't seem fair.
Is there anything I can do to help?
No.
At this point, it's best if I work alone.
Woman on t.V.: Despite the best efforts of all involved,
the virus continues to spread at an alarming rate.
The CDC advises anyone who suspects they have the virus
or may have come in contact with someone who did,
to quarantine themselves...
Sir. Just received word that China, Great Britain, and Russia
have grounded all air travel and closed their ports to foreign ships.
This is out of control, and it's only gonna get worse.
And according to general Hammond's office,
our allies have expressed concern about the cover story.
Specifically, how long we can continue to maintain it.
They've requested a meeting with you.
So, it is your estimation then, general,
that the decision to send sg—6
to that particular planet was the right one?
As evidenced by this plague, we have no viable defense
against the ori.
The purpose of the mission to 656
was to gather intelligence that might help us in that respect.
But admittedly, the mission was a failure
in the worst possible way
and as a result, millions, perhaps billions, will lose their lives.
The newly appointed liaison between Stargate command
and the international committee
was informed of, and signed off on the mission.
Your representative agreed it was the right call.
There is some concern that Mr. Woolsey may not have been
fully apprised of all the possible ramifications.
Now, to his credit, he still supports your decision.
The ori were gonna strike at us sooner or later.
And rather than sit back and wait for it,
we were out there looking for a way to stop them,
to stop this from happening.
And to start pointing fingers
general. At such a crucial...
General Landry!
The purpose of this meeting is not to assign blame
but to arrive at a better understanding of how this happened
and conversely, to avoid something like this ever happening again.
That's provided we get a second chance.
Presently, we have no way of stopping this virus.
People are dying
and there's not a damn thing we can do about it.
What you propose is madness.
So it may seem.
But if the council believes that we are mad
and cannot be dissuaded from sacrificing our lives,
then all the better.
We must stake everything on the belief that in the end,
the council will value the lives of their brothers
Over the empty promises of the ori.
Time is short, brother.
We must gather our forces,
for the bigger our army, the more lives
that gerak must choose to take.
We must make this decision as difficult as we can for him.
Gerak's no longer one of us.
He is a prior now.
Gerak may be a prior,
but I have no doubt that part of him remains Jaffa
and that is the part we must seek out.
I still believe this plan to be madness.
But then, I once considered the very notion
of defeating the Goa'uld a mere fantasy.
Prove me wrong yet again, Teal'c.
You have my support.
Thank you, brother.
He's on his way.
Mitchell: Jackson.
Ready.
All right, everybody, sit tight.
Wait for my signal. Remember, we need this guy alive.
You went to the planet, as I had asked of you.
Haikon: We did.
And yet the non—believers still live.
They do.
Why have you disobeyed the will of the ori?
Because we take orders from no one.
The ori offer you enlightenment, immortality.
Even if that were true, their price is too high.
What they ask of us goes against the very spirit of the sodan.
You doubt the power of the ori.
It is not their power that we doubt,
it's their worthiness as gods.
That's not it.
Not it either.
"Andras chose to hunt the lion and was eaten by his prey."
Come on.
It was unwise of you to challenge me.
Yeah, well, I wouldn't mind another crack at it.
What did you hope to achieve by attacking me?
Did you honestly believe it was possible to capture me?
Well, that was the plan.
And what purpose would that have served?
George.
Hank, how was the grilling?
Medium rare.
I just got off the phone with the CDC.
A flight left salt lake city
three days after the contagion was identified.
It made a stopover at O'Hare
before continuing on to its final destination,
Charles de gaulle airport.
You're telling me the virus has already reached Paris?
Three of the people on that flight
have tested positive for the virus.
French authorities are doing all they can
to track down the passengers, flight crew,
any ground crew or airport personnel
that may have come in contact with them.
And anyone who came in contact with them,
and anyone who came in contact with those people.
You know, at the rate this thing is traveling,
in three days it'll hit the middle east.
Six days, it'll be in China.
Stock market has already taken a dive, and people are panicking.
Ifthis thing spreads far enough and does enough damage,
it could start destabilizing governments.
We're going to have to be prepared
for any and all possibilities.
Yeah, we took the Liberty of borrowing a sample of your blood.
Hope you don't mind.
You looking for this?
Whoa!
No. It's not gonna work.
That warm, fuzzy feeling you're experiencing
may be the effects of a device
that's inhibiting yourabflfly
to concentrate and focus your powers.
Symptoms may include dizziness,
irritability... nausea.
Mild nausea, and a condition known as "hot—dog fingers".
It makes no difference what you do to me.
But know this,
the ori are all—seeing.
They are already aware of this affront to their eminence
and shall strike down those who dare to defy them.
Nothing yet. You?
Drawing a blank.
Little thirsty.
That doesn't count. No, it doesn't.
Their movements are not so easily divined,
their ways unseen and veiled in mystery.
Right, right. They have a plan.
I don't suppose you wanna tell us what that is.
Why did they send you to this galaxy in the first place?
We are beacons on the road to enlightenment.
No. You're dark—side intergalactic encyclopedia salesmen.
Unfortunately, the home office
hasn't been quite up front with you.
Nice work on the metaphor. Thank you.
For starters, did you know that the ori need people to worship them
because that's how they gain their power?
He didn't know. No, he didn't know that.
No, it's true.
We're not exactly sure how it works, but from what I've heard,
they actually drain power from their followers.
That's why they need worshippers.
You should talk to them about it next time you're home.
They might do a better job of explaining the process to you.
Ours is not to question, but to rejoice
in their service, for they are perfection.
No, not really, because a perfect being wouldn't need to lie
to ensure the loyalty of their followers.
They wouldn't need to promise you ascension
if they had no intention of delivering it.
"Those who follow the path of righteousness shall be raised up high."
No, they won't,
because the ori do not share power.
They're using you.
"Pity not the blind man,
"for he is hindered not by the visions of this world,
"but rather, pity yourselves."
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
"For he shall see the light before you."
I'm gonna get something to eat.
Orlin.
Damn it.
Are you okay? I'm fine.
No, no, he is not fine. Colonel...
He hasn't been fine in two days.
He has demonstrated lapses in judgment
that put everyone in this room at risk.
Colonel, that is enough.
No, he's right, Sam.
I can't help you anymore.
I'm just in the way here.
Reflecting on your ill—spent youth, old man?
In truth, I was thinking of you.
Ifthis gamble succeeds,
you will have once again proven yourself a great leader.
Perhaps the only one capable of uniting this fractured Jaffa nation.
My heart is indeed with our people,
but as long as the ori threaten this galaxy, my place is with sg—I.
I understand.
Even so, there is no doubt we are the poorer for it.
I disagree.
After our great victory this day,
gerak's influence over our people shall wane.
Then our nation will rally under the command of a great leader.
That is, if he has the courage to accept the challenge.
Me?
Who better?
Tell me.
No. There are many others.
There are many others who covet the position,
but none who possess the strength and wisdom
only you can offer.
It was not too long ago we faced a similarly impossible task,
and yet, on that day, despite the odds,
we finally ended generations of oppression and struggle
by securing victory over ba'al's fleet.
I remember standing on the peltac of that mothership
just as I am doing now, waiting for the battle to begin,
yet knowing, no matter what the outcome,
it would be the last time I would have to take the life of a fellow Jaffa.
No Jaffa blood will be spilled on this day.
On that you have my word.
Sir, we have confirmed cases in Bonn, Amsterdam, Rome and Madrid.
We have suspected cases in London and Athens.
The who has teams en route.
Meanwhile, there are suspected cases on the African continent.
Some of the military leaders in the region
have already declared martial law.
Thank you, chief.
Colonel, how are things progressing?
They're not, sir.
As you know, the contagion's rapidly mutating nature necessitated our acquiring
a specimen of DNA from the original virus.
We finally managed to get a blood sample
from the prior who started the plague,
but so far it hasn't helped.
It looks like we've hit a dead end.
Let's hope "looks like" is the operative sentiment here.
Yes, sir.
Orlin? Sorry to disturb you.
Not at all, general.
Please.
I'd like to thank you for everything you've done.
I wish it could have been more.
You got us as far along as you could,
the rest is gonna have to be up to us.
Orlin,
ireafize I have no right to ask this of you,
but there is something else you might be able to do for us.
Numerous vessels dropping out of hyperspace.
You're outnumbered.
Retreat is no longer an option.
I do not want to slaughter you,
but I will if you give me no choice.
So, what say you, Teal'c?
I still have hope this situation
can be peacefully resolved, gera k.
Let us meet on the planet's surface to discuss.
Very well.
It's a Norwegian cheese, I think.
Itsspehed with a "g" or a "j," maybe both.
"Jgehost," "gjehost," something like that.
So, what you do is you dice up the cheese,
you toss it in with the egg whites
and you chop up some avocado, throw it all together,
whoa, daddy, you got yourself a wicked omelet.
General.
We're just exchanging recipes.
I heard.
Has he offered up anything?
No, sir, the man doesn't even have a decent pie crust.
The ori are not going to ascend you.
They lied to you and anyone else they could take advantage of.
"Let not the words of deceivers lead you to doubt,
"nor the enticements they offer cause you to stray."
Exactly.
And the sad fact is you gave it all up for nothing.
The life you had is gone.
The ori took it away from you.
"Blessed are the true believers,
"for only they shall walkthe path.
"And they shall be welcomed unto the realm of the ori
"and made as one with them."
What did you leave behind?
A wife?
Children?
I have a grown daughter.
I wasn't around much when she was growing up.
That's something I'll always regret.
Do you ever think about your kids?
The time you spent with them,
and the things you used to do together, before you threw it all away?
But how would I know whether the ori are ascending people or not?
Truth is, I don't know for sure.
But he does.
Hello, Damaris.
Who are you?
How do you... know?
Your entire life was an open book to me
the moment you set foot in this galaxy.
I was once ascended, but I took this form
because it was the only way to warn the humans about the ori.
Since I made that decision
I've paid a heavy price, in terms of the effect it's had on my mind,
the memories I've lost.
"Life and death, light and darkness, hope and despair.
"The rift was created, and on that day, the ori were born."
But every so often, something will stir in me
and if! Push myself hard enough, I'll remember one more time
before it leaves me forever.
Your name, Damaris, your wife, adina, your sons, Jaden and allon.
"But the hatred of those who strayed
"from the true path festered and bloomed
"in the dark corners of the avernikas to which had been cast!"
And the fact that the ori have never
ascended any of their followers.
"And consumed by this hatred,
"they poisoned ahtheytouched,
"bringing death, darkness and despair."
You know that as an ancient, I wouldn't lie to you.
"And the souls of their victims knew no peace
"until the ori came and whispered to them,
"'sleep, for the end draws near.
Mitchell: He's overcome the device.
"And on that day, all will rejoice
"when the ori come and lay them low."
General.
I'm fine. What was he saying?
He just told you why the ori
are on their way to this galaxy.
They're coming to destroy the ancients.
You have made the right choice.
There is no honor in fighting an unwinnable battle.
Nor peace at the hands of a tyrant.
I assure you, the ori are not the Goa'uld.
Have we truly lived as slaves for so long that we must fear being free?
It has nothing to do with freedom.
Enlightenment is just within our reach.
Or so the ori would have us believe.
Why have you led me here?
I thought it fitting that on this day,
when we must sacrifice our short—lived freedom
that we do so here, at the site of the battle of tazek'sur,
where your father gave his life for this very cause.
He began to doubt the Goa'uld long before
this rebellion took shape, gerak.
It was your father's death at their hands that led you to question,
"what god is so deserving of my worship?"
You were not the one who was chosen.
You did not witness the wonders I beheld.
Did they raise the dead?
Heal the sick and wounded?
Destroy their enemy with but a wave of their hand?
The Goa'uld deceived us.
The ori's powers are pure.
And what is the measure of a god, gerak?
Is it the scope of their power,
or how they choose to wield that power?
Would a god who is prepared to lead us on the path of enlightenment
so contradict this divine benevolence
by destroying all those who refuse to believe in him?
Those who refuse to believe must die.
I understand how difficult this must be for you, gerak.
Nearing your final years,
you so desperately long for the enlightenment that we all seek.
This is not the way to save yourself.
I only wanted to avoid bloodshed.
Stay this course
and you will have no choice but to spill the blood of your brothers.
And you may start with me.
For if! Have a choice between resistance
or returning to the life of slavery
then I choose to die free.
I'm telling you, I'm fine.
Carolyn, can you tell these people I'm fine?
You're not fine.
Your blood work came back positive.
You have the virus.
It's always darkest before the dawn.
My uncle used to say that all the time.
He was a wedding planner.
General Hammond.
At ease.
Sir, when did you arrive?
Oh, I've been here a while, colonel,
but you were busy and I thought it was best
not to disturb you.
Colonel Mitchell, congratulations
on getting the band back together.
Thank you, sir. It wasn't easy.
No, but worth it.
You couldn't ask for three better people watching your back.
I'm sorry I won't get a chance to see Teal'c before I go.
You're leaving, sir?
I'm off to Peterson.
I've been called back to Washington.
Well, it's——it's good to see you again, sir.
It's good to see you, too.
All of you.
Give my best to Teal'c.
Take care of each other.
Take care of general Landry, too.
Lam: You're awake.
How you feeling?
After that little nap, better than I've felt all day.
How's that for irony?
How are Mitchell and Dr. Jackson?
They're clean.
And orlin?
I just ran a battery of tests on him.
I'm afraid the effort of drawing out
all those memories has taken a toll,
accelerated the degenerative process,
so he's in his quarters resting.
You look tired, Carolyn.
You should get some sleep.
I can't. Not yet.
I can make that an order.
Last time you ordered me to bed, I think I was six.
You were just as stubborn back then.
I spoke to mom recently.
How is she?
Worried.
All those years I was growing up I resented the fact
that you never told us anything about your work,
about why you had to leave us for days, sometimes weeks at a time.
But now,
I'm beginning to understand how hard it must have been for you.
Talking to mom the other day I wanted to reassure her,
to tell her everything, but I couldn't.
It was hard.
Man on pa. System: Unscheduled offworld activation.
It's Teal'c.
Lower your weapons.
This is colonel Carter. Stand down.
What's going on?
Gerak has arrived to assist us.
Why do you hesitate, gera k?
If I help you, I will die.
But I will die free.
Gerak!
What the hell just happened?
I thought the ori weren't able to take action in this galaxy
without inciting the ancients.
They can't.
It must've been some sort of physiological failsafe
they put in place when they made him a prior,
in the event he ever turned.
They're normalizing. It worked.
Woman on t.V.: The final death toll of the pandemic
has been estimated at a little over
but health officials are quick to point out
that it could have been much worse.
As distribution of the vaccine continues,
many have begun to ask how this could've happened in the first place,
and more to the point, where did this virus originate?
We were lucky.
There might not be someone like gerak to help us next time.
It wasn'tjust gerak.
He cured the people in the base.
From them, we were able to isolate an antibody
and manufacture a vaccine using orlin's formula.
Thanks to orlin's work, we should be able to prevent the priors
from attacking us this way again.
Oh, I reckon they got a pretty wide repertoire.
The ori will undoubtedly view this defeat
as nothing more than a minor setback.
It will not be enough to dissuade them
from continuing their incursion into this galaxy.
Certainly not if their end game is to destroy the ancients.
Given the fact that they're personally threatened,
do you think the ancients will take measures
to defend themselves?
If it comes to that, it's possible,
but I think we're a long way from the ori
posing the ancients a serious threat.
No, they're just a threat to everyone else in the galaxy.
So how's orlin?
His condition has stabilized,
but I'm afraid the damage has already been done.
Hello.
Hi.
Who are you?
My name is Samantha.
Do you need help with this?
Sure.
I finished the outside, so you can help me with the inside.
Okay.