"2010"
A man is reading the Washington Post. The headline reads "Aschen promise
anti-ageing vaccine worldwide." Carter walks up.
CARTER: Hon, I am so sorry.
JOE: It's all right.
CARTER: No, if you were this late I'd --
JOE: Hon, I know how busy you are, don't worry about it besides it's a
beautiful day to wait. And wait.
CARTER: Have you eaten?
JOE: Yeah I'm sorry honey I had to, I'm scheduled to be offworld by 13:30.
(Off her look) What?
CARTER: I just found out.
JOE: I thought for sure this time.
The waitress comes over with the bill.
JOE (CONTD) (handing over the bill) Thanks very much.
CARTER: They said it isn't either one of us, we just have to keep trying.
JOE: Not that I mind the trying... (She smiles at that) I just... thought
we'd be working on our second child by now.
CARTER: Me too
JOE: Walk me to the terminal?
They appear on a stepping stone at the terminal.
JOE: Maybe we should get a second opinion
CARTER: The Aschen are hundreds of years more advanced in medicine than we
are.
They get inside the terminal.
CARTER: So, how long will you be gone?
JOE: Ahh well, I have to visit that new embassy on the southern continent,
then I have to tour the nine planets...
CARTER: You're kidding..
JOE: Of course I'm kidding. You don't think I'd miss your Anniversary
ceremony tomorrow?
CARTER: It's no big deal, I just --
JOE: Oh it's no a big deal. If it wasn't for you, we'd have never even met
the Aschen.
(beat) I'll be back tonight okay
ANNOUNCEMENT (V.0.): Outbound travelers to the Confederation planets please
stand by in the departure area.
JOE: Bye
CARTER: Bye.
They kiss. Joe goes down an escalator to the Stargate, which is in the open.
TITLES:
A ceremony by the Stargate. Sam, Daniel and Teal'c are in attendance.
Five Air Force people walk up the ramp. A big screen comes down over the
Gate and the President appears.
ANNOUNCEMENT (V.0.) Ladies and Gentlemen, the President of the United
States.
PRESIDENT KINSEY: My fellow Americans. Ten years ago this very day, a team
code named SG- 1, then working in secret, came upon an alien race: The
Aschen. With that introduction I was able to forge the greatest alliance
this country, indeed, this world has ever known...
People clap.
PRESIDENT KINSEY: I read now from Colonel Jack O'Neill's mission report of
that first contact: These folks sound too good to be true. Willing to share
their science and technology, friendly, smarter than we are. One thing's for
sure: The Goa'uld are coming... The Aschen could save our asses. (beat)
Well, guess what Jack? They did.
The crowd laughs and applauds, as the President smiles.
PRESIDENT KINSEY (CONTD): Jack O'Neill could not be here today, but those
candid
words hurriedly scratched down in a mission report ten years ago were
prescient. Membership in the Aschen Confederation guarantees the security,
the health, and the future of every human being on God's Earth. Dr. Samantha
Carter, Dr. Daniel Jackson and Teal'c... Would you please step forward?
They do. The crowd applauds as an Official of the President offers each of
them a medal.
PRESIDENT KINSEY: Though the nations business has kept me from being with
you in person, nonetheless I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart
for what you've done for me, and for our country. God bless you all.
SEVEN AIRMEN -- raise their rifles, and fire their guns in unison, three
times.
THE CROWD -- applauds, including Human and Aschen dignitaries...
A reception in SG-l's honor. Carter stands alongside her husband, Joe,
chatting with Fraiser, Daniel and Teal'c. Several hold champagne glasses.
CARTER: To General Hammond.
They clink glasses.
FRAISER/CARTER/TEAL'C/DANIEL: To General Hammond.
CARTER: I miss him. Especially today.
DANIEL: Yeah how long has it been anyway?
TEAL'C: It has been six years.
DANIEL: Which reminds me, what was Jack's excuse? I expected to see him
here.
TEAL'C: O'Neill has made his feelings very clear concerning the Aschen
alliance.
DANIEL: Well, he could have come to see us.
FRAISER: I almost didn't come myself.
DANIEL: What?
FRAISER: It's easier for you, Daniel. I mean your job wasn't made
obsolete - and if I
(stopping herself as she sees)
Mollem.
MOLLEM: Forgive me for interrupting...(then to Joe) Ambassador? The Aschen
delegation is eager to hear about your visit to our South Continent.
JOE: Yep, It would be my pleasure.
Mollem goes. Joe hangs back long enough to tell his wife:
JOE: Well I think we can safely assume I'll be late. Doctors, Teal'c
congratulations again
He kisses her, then leaves.
CARTER: So, where are we going?
TEAL'C: I had planned to return to Chulak.
CARTER: Oh come on Teal'c, we haven't seen each other in ages. Please.
TEAL'C: Very well
DANIEL: Dinner?
CARTER: Sounds great.
FRAISER: Yes dinner
CARTER: Great to see you again.
FRAISER: I'll see you soon.
DANIEL: Okay
FRAISER: Bye
Sam kisses Teal'c while Janet kisses Daniel. Sam then kisses Daniel and
Teal'c nods at Janet. Daniel walks off.
Sam and Janet walk off together.
CARTER: So,
FRAISER: What?
CARTER: What was that?
FRAISER: What was what?
CARTER: Going on again about being obsolete.
FRAISER: Think about it Sam. We've all taken the anti-ageing vaccine and the
Anti-cancer vaccine...and now The Aschen have these medical machines that
can reverse tissue damage and mend broken bones... (beat) I mean where does
that leave me?
CARTER: I guess when you put it that was I know what you mean...I mean half
the time the science they're talking about is so far over my head, I feel
like a lab assistant...
FRAISER: Ah but you have something to do.
CARTER: Yeah
FRAISER: Okay enough of that, tell me by any chance are you and Joe..?
CARTER: Not yet. They say it isn't either one of us; we just have to keep
trying...
FRAISER: You know they still let me keep an office in Washington even though
I have nothing to do. So I'd be more than happy to give you a check up.
CARTER: No they said I was fine --
FRAISER: Sam, the medicine I practiced may seem like the dark ages now, but
I was your doctor for a long time. How long have you been trying?
CARTER: Almost three years.
FRAISER: Yes
CARTER: When can we do this?
Janet's Office.
Carter sits in a small office, her examination already having been
completed. She doesn't have to wait long before Fraiser comes in from the
adjoining room.
FRAISER: Hey. Sorry to keep you waiting, but I just wanted to double-check
my results...
CARTER: And I'm fine. Right?
FRAISER: Sam, I don't know how your Aschen doctor could have missed, it, and
frankly I just don't think it's possible he could have --
CARTER: What?
FRAISER: You can't have children.
CARTER: They said everything was normal --
FRAISER: In every other way it is --
CARTER: Then this is a mistake.
FRAISER: Here let me show you the scan.
She turns the computer screen around.
FRAISER: There's no room for interpretation. Clearly your ovaries are
damaged.
CARTER: Why? (Almost tearfully)
FRAISER: I don't know. I don't know what may have caused it or when it may
have happened but obviously it was some time.
CARTER: No. I want to know why the Aschen doctors looked me in the eye and
told me that I was okay. Why did they lie to me? (Sam's crying now)
FRAISER: I don't know. But I'm willing to help you find out.
Carter's Lab.
Carter enters her research lab, where MOLLEM, her Aschen
supervisor, waits for her. She's late.
MOLLEM: I've been waiting.
CARTER: Sorry.
MOLLEM: Is there something wrong?
CARTER: No.
MOLLEM: All right.
Mollem activates a hologram projector.
THE HOLOGRAM -- shows the solar system.
MOLLEM: We're still not finding the necessary material to initiate the
conversion.
CARTER: We'll just have to find a way to collapse it faster; revise the
calculations.
MOLLEM: Interesting.
CARTER: Am I wrong?
MOLLEM: Oh, no, you're absolutely correct, it's just that a year or so ago
you never thought this project was possible and now you seem so...
determined.
CARTER: You've convinced me.
He touches a button and the hologram disappears.
MOLLEM: Did your people ever imagine converting a planet into a star?
CARTER: No. I doubt it.
MOLLEM: I should think you would have at least considered the possibility,
considering the rapid growth of your population and the viability of the
planet.
CARTER: Humans don't think quite as far ahead as the Aschen seem to.
MOLLEM: All right, since you're so determined, revise the calculations.
CARTER: If I use our computers it will take weeks... on the other hand, if I
can interface with the Aschen computer core.
MOLLEM: You know that's strictly for Aschen personnel.
CARTER: It's not like you haven't given me access before.
MOLLEM: Samantha... Why do I let you talk me into this?
He enters a command, and the screen changes color slightly.
MOLLEM: There. You have core access.
CARTER: Thank you, Mollem.
Carter smiles. Mollem leaves her alone to work. Then her smile
disappears.
THE DOOR OPENS -- and FRAISER enters.
FRAISER: Are you in?
CARTER: Not yet...
FRAISER: The medical subcore has its own code you're not going to be able to
access --
CARTER: I'm in, I'm in. (beat) Now what?
CARTER (CONT'D):Its calling for search parameters.
FRAISER: Right. Try medical records.
CARTER: I don't think I'm going to find anything specific to me in here...
FRAISER: So maybe this has happened to some other people. Do a general
search. Human reproductive statistics.
CARTER: That's it.
FRAISER: You can read this?
CARTER: Oh that can't be right. If I'm reading this properly, the world wide
birth rate has dropped almost ninety one percent in the last two years.
FRAISER: What?
CARTER: That's what it says right here. These are Aschen numbers,
FRAISER: Yeah but we would know --
CARTER: It's happening everywhere the anti-ageing vaccine has gone.
FRAISER: Turn it off.
CARTER: They're doing it systematically --
FRAISER: Just turn it off, please.
FRAISER (CONT'D) Okay, we can't let them know we know.
CARTER: Mollem leaves me alone for hours at a time,
FRAISER: Sam, you're on the inside, you don't see them the same way I do --
CARTER: Janet, they have done this to us deliberately; we have to do
something.
FRAISER:I know but we can't talk about it here. We'll talk tonight at the
Restaurant okay. I have to go.
The Restaurant.
DANIEL: Guys, I think it would be public knowledge if something this
catastrophic was happening to the entire population.
CARTER: Would it? The Ashen can convert planets into stars, you don't think
they could control the media if they wanted to?
DANIEL: Assuming the Aschen could keep something that big secret... it's
been ten years. Why now?
CARTER: We were completely taken in. This way they didn't have to fire a
shot. It's slow, methodical, painless...
DANIEL: Okay then why provide a vaccine that almost doubles the human life
span? That doesn't make any sense.
FRAISER: Unless that's the mechanism they've used to sterilize the
population
CARTER: They're certainly patient enough. All they have to do is wait.
TEAL'C: Then within two hundred years, there will be very few humans, if any
will remain. The Aschen will have this world to themselves.
DANIEL: Well, we have to do something... I don't know; tell somebody.
FRAISER: The night before General Hammond died he called me and said he
needed to speak with me about something very important. Something that he
couldn't discuss over the phone. (beat) The next day I told the Ashen
doctors, I said this is impossible, he could not have died of a heart attack
he was in perfect health, but they said their diagnostic machines were
infallible.
TEAL'C: You believe he was murdered.
FRAISER: At the time, no, I believed the same as everyone else: the Aschen
were our saviors...
DANIEL: So we can't tell anyone, we have to keep this to ourselves.
CARTER: Well I have to tell Joe.
DANIEL: Maybe you shouldn't.
CARTER: Daniel If you're even suggesting he knows about this --
DANIEL: I'm just saying that it's all of our lives are at stake here --
CARTER: Yes He can help us!
DANIEL: How? Say he goes to the President; The President goes to the rest of
the world. Even if what's left of every army on Earth mobilizes... what
would they be able to do?
FRAISER: Fight back.
TEAL'C: They would be defeated. As were the Goa'uld.
DANIEL: We have to think of something else.
CARTER: Like what?
DANIEL: I don't know ... contact the Tollan; find the survivors of the
Tok'ra, there have to be some left out there. Teal'c, what about the Jaffa?
TEAL'C: Few remain loyal to the Tau’ri since the war's end. There are only a
few healthy symbiotes available for implantation.
CARTER: We don't even control the stargate. Oh, God... what have we done?
This morning we were celebrating...
DANIEL: Now I wish we could take it all back.
WAITRESS: Will there be anything else?
DANIEL: Apparently not.
CARTER: Maybe we can. Take it back.
DANIEL: How
CARTER: General Hammond showed us.
DANIEL: He left us a note.
FRAISER: What, what are you talking about
CARTER: A number of years ago a freak accident sent us back to 1969. We know
that by dialing coordinates on the opposite sides of the sun at the exact
moment of a solar flare it causes the wormhole to turn back towards Earth on
itself and creates a time distortion
CARTER (CONT'D): Theoretically, we could send ourselves a message.
DANIEL: Wait a second, I thought you said it was impossible to predict the
exact moment of a solar flare.
CARTER: For us, yes, it was. But with access to Aschen computers...
FRAISER: Wait a second here... We're considering changing the lives of the
entire human race on Earth; do we have the right?
CARTER: If we don't, then we will live to see the end of the entire human
race on Earth.
Jack's cabin.
CARTER: Hi.
O'NEILL: Hi.
CARTER: So this is the place you kept threatening to take me. (beat) It's
good to see you, sir.
O'NEILL: I'm retired Carter. Lose the sir.
CARTER: Right. Jack.
O'NEILL: What are you doing here?
CARTER: It turns out we made a mistake. A big one.
O'NEILL: Which one? We made a few...
CARTER: Our alliance with the Aschen.
O'NEILL: Oh that not working out, is it? Gosh I wish I'd seen that coming.
O'NEILL (CONT'D): Oh, wait... (beat) I did see it coming.
CARTER: It isn't what you thought.
CARTER:A couple of days ago I found out that I can't ever have children.
O'NEILL: I'm sorry to hear that.
CARTER; So was I.
CARTER: According to the Aschen doctors I was fine. But not according to
Doctor Fraiser. We got into the Aschen computer network; they keep
statistics on everything. In the past couple of years, without our even
knowing it, they have managed to sterilize over ninety percent of the
population... The other ten percent are probably just a matter of time.
(beat) We don't know how they've done it, or even how they've managed to
keep it a secret this long.
O'NEILL: What d'you want me to do about it?
CARTER: Help us.
O'NEILL: Do what?
CARTER: We can undo this --
O'NEILL: Oh here we go --
CARTER: We send a message back through the stargate to ourselves, ten years
ago. We stop this from ever happening.
O'NEILL: Stop this from happening?
CARTER: We know it's possible --
O'NEILL: Why am I having this conversation..?
CARTER: We know what we have to do. I am almost positive with the Aschen
computers and solar observatory I can predict a flare a few hours of it
happening, and we
should be able to get our hands on a G.D.O. So it'll come
Down to accessing the gate within that window, dialing
the right address and sending the message.
O'NEILL: Well, if it just comes down to that -do it
CARTER: Look if I thought it was easy, I wouldn't be standing here asking
for your help --
O'NEILL: Just out of curiosity, say we do this: What happens to everything
that's happened the past ten years?
CARTER: It won't happen.
O'NEILL: So we don't go to P4C 970; we don't meet the Aschen, then.... What?
CARTER: I don't know.
O'NEILL: Well let me tell you something, Carter you want to erase your
mistakes, that's your business. My conscience is clear I warned everybody, I
threw up the red flag and everyone -- including you I might add -- shut me
down.
CARTER: I'm asking you to put that behind us --
O'NEILL: You're not happy with the way things turned out, I'm sorry to hear
that...
O'NEILL (CONT'D) Personally, I like things the way they are. No more saving
the world, just a nice pond with no pesky fish in it, and the single most
pressing issue in my life is whether or not to get a dog...(beat) There're a
lot of pros and cons to consider...
CARTER: Jack - I'm talking about the future of the human race
O'NEILL: So was I.
CARTER: We're doing this.
O'NEILL: Let me know how it turns out.
CARTER: Our chances are a lot better with you than without you.
O'NEILL: Let me ask you something: What does your dearly beloved Ambassador
say about all this?
CARTER:I haven't had a chance to tell him.
O'NEILL: Maybe he can help you.
Sam walks off.
Carter appears on a Stepping stone, where Teal'c and Daniel are waiting. She
walks over to them.
CARTER: We're on our own.
DANIEL: You're kidding me, he said no?
TEAL'C: That is unfortunate.
CARTER: We can still do this (then to Daniel) Did you track down the
G.D.0's?
DANIEL: Ah, yes and no. From what I could gather in the museum records
there's only one original remote left on display at the SGC.
CARTER: Okay then that's our next stop. Teal'c: You'd better return to
Chulak, We don't want to arouse any more suspicion than we already have.
It'll take at least two days but we'll contact you when it's time.
TEAL'C: I will be prepared.
The SGC.
GUIDE: All righty everyone, everyone please step all the way out, we've
arrived at level 28.
GUIDE (CONT'D) Can anyone guess at what special room is on this floor?
KID: The Gate room?
GUIDE: That's very, very close... Anyone else?
DANIEL: He's right. It's the Gate room
GUIDE: What I'm sure many of you don't know is that officially it was known
as the (making quotes) "embarkation " room because, that's where the SG
teams (making quotes) "embarked" from. Okay, now we're walking... This way.
The Guide stops at a photo of SG-1.
GUIDE: And these people comprise the famous SG-1, arguably the most
important -- although not my personal favorite team of the entire command.
Daniel and Carter exchange a look at that.
GUIDE: And we're walking...
The Gate Room
GUIDE: While of course the real stargate is in Washington at the J.R. Reed
Space Terminal, this one is a perfect replica of the original. Should you
want photos, they're
Twenty-seven dollars each and please do not touch the stargate itself as
you'll leave fingerprints. "See you on the other side."
DANIEL: This is ridiculous.
CARTER: We couldn't break away until there were more people around. Once
we're in the control room --
DANIEL: Not her personal favorite SG team?
CARTER: Just don't ask for the photo
O'NEILL: (casually) And we're walking...
O'Neill sits where Hammond would have if he were still alive, at the far end
of the briefing room table, studying a few ZATS already in his possession,
along with a G.D.O. a piton gun, and a few other things.
O'NEILL: Hey. Thanks for showing.
CARTER: We decided to take the last tour of the day. So, when did you decide
against getting a dog?
O'NEILL: I'm still thinking about it. In the meantime I took the liberty of
doing a little shopping for you.
O'NEILL (CONT'D): The Zats are completely operational.
He slides the G.D.O. across the table.
O'NEILL (CONT'D): This, however, presents a problem.
Carter studies it a moment, and quickly realizes:
CARTER: It's a replica.
.
CARTER: Daniel, was this the only one?
A VOICE interrupts them. A very familiar voice we know as that of the
TECHNICIAN.
TECHNICIAN (O.S.): Excuse me, you people aren't supposed to be --
TECHNICIAN (CONT'D): Colonel O'Neill?
O'NEILL: Sergeant... what're you doing here?
TECHNICIAN: I work here now. I'm sort of the operations tech advisor.
DANIEL: Oh Well you're doing a great job.
TECHNICIAN: This section is closed off. (then) You're here for old time's
sake,
O'NEILL: That's it exactly.
TECHNICIAN: Where did you get those?
O'NEILL: The Zats? Armory. We're taking them.
TECHNICIAN: No, no, no.
CARTER: Sergeant, please this is really important: D'you know where our real
G.D.0's went?
TECHNICIAN: I'm not a sergeant anymore, you're not Colonels, and you're not
supposed to have that remote either...
DANIEL: Oh that's good because actually we don't want that one we want the
real one
TECHNICIAN: It's In the White House. In the Oval Office, on the President's
desk.
O'NEILL: Kinsey grab a souvenir on the way down?
TECHNICIAN: Look guys, I don't know what.
O'NEILL: Ahh Walter, Right now I need you to trust us. Turn around, walk
away, pretend we weren't even here. I'll bring everything back I promise.
Thursday.
TECHNICIAN: Then you'll tell me what's going on?
O'NEILL: Absolutely everything.
TECHNICIAN: Okay
CARTER: Thank you
DANIEL: Thank you
TECHNICIAN: Thursday.
And he goes.
O'NEILL goes back to his piece of paper.
O'NEILL (CONT'D) Okay... Last time I was in the Oval office I got kicked
out. Can we do it without a G.D.O?
DANIEL: Radio.
CARTER: There's an EM dampening field around the terminal, part of the
automated defenses.
O'NEILL: So we're about as far back in time as we're going to get.
CARTER:I think I can get it.
DANIEL: Joe?
O'Neill gives her a dubious look.
CARTER: He's a good guy
O'NEILL: If you tell him there'll be no going back.
DANIEL: Of course if you don't tell him, there'll be ... no going back.
CARTER: He'll do it. I know he will.
CARTER'S HOUSE
Carter sits at the end of her bed, waiting, head bowed, nervous. We HEAR a
door open and Carter sits up.
JOE -- walks in a moment later.
JOE: Sam, Hey honey. How're you feeling? You were out this morning before I
could say goodbye
CARTER: I'm fine.
JOE: Mollem said you left the lab early you were feeling kinda ill. (off her
look) Honey You're just depressed. We can just keep trying. Alright
CARTER: No, we can't, Joe. Nobody can.
JOE: What are you talking about?
THE RESTAURANT
DANIEL, Fraiser and O'Neill sit at a table, over coffee. Daniel hands them a
piece of paper.
DANIEL: I think this is the note we should send.
O'Neill and Fraiser look at it.
FRAISER: That's it?
DANIEL: I thought about including more information, but I think in this case
the simpler the better.
ONEILL: Why don't we just stick one on a rock and throw it through?
DANIEL: It would never make it through the automated defenses.
O'NEILL: Can we at least mention who won the Superbowl in 2004?
DANIEL: No.
O'NEILL: World Series?
DANIEL: No
ONEILL: Grey Cup.
DANIEL: I put it in my own handwriting so I'll be able to recognize it when
I read it...
O'NEILL: I think we should all write a note of our own. Case I don't make it
to the gate, you can keep trying.
CARTER'S HOUSE
JOE: You're wrong.
CARTER: I saw the numbers, Joe.
JOE: The Aschen doctors said you were fine.
CARTER: This isn't just about me. I read this right from an Aschen terminal;
Mollem gave me access to work on something else. The birth rate has been cut
over ninety percent.
JOE: Oh my God. It was supposed to be a third of that.
CARTER: You knew?
JOE: The Aschen insisted on it.
CARTER: Oh, my God...
JOE: Honey they see farther ahead than we do. They knew that if we didn't
limit growth --
CARTER: Is that what you call this?
JOE: This obviously isn't what we agreed to
CARTER: I can't believe this --
JOE: We didn't have a choice Sam
CARTER: You sold us out --
JOE: You think this was my decision -- ?!
CARTER: You could have told me
JOE: Oh, come on, you know how it works! Before the Alliance you spent most
of your adult life in secrecy
CARTER: Please that was different --
JOE: Sam It's the same.
CARTER: No
JOE: It's exactly the same. (beat) Our population was unsustainable. Without
drastic measures the Aschen didn't think we were worth investing in. (off
her look) Obviously they went too far, but I can't believe they did this
deliberately. There must be some sort of reverse medical procedure they
have.
CARTER: You still don't get it --
JOE: Sooner or later the Goa'uld would have wiped us out; would you have
preferred that?
CARTER: The Aschen way is slower. That's all..
JOE: They're not limiting growth, they're. I have to talk to the
President. I..
CARTER: Yes, you do. But not about this.
CARTER extends her hand. The replica REMOTE is in her palm.
CARTER (CONT'D): I need you to take this iris remote and change it with the
one on the presidents desk without getting caught. And bring the other one
back to my lab. I need you to do this first thing tomorrow.
JOE: How am I gonna do that?
CARTER: Just Come up with some excuse, I don't care, but you can't say one
word about what we've talked about or they will kill you.
CARTER'S LAB
A HOLOGRAPHIC MODEL of the solar system floats above the table. Then, it
ZOOMS closer, until we SEE a ball of fire floating in detail. THE SUN.
CARTER, Daniel, and Fraiser stand around it. O'Neill stands near the door,
making sure all's clear. He looks at the bright SUN floating near the center
of the room.
O'NEILL: Hot in here?
CARTER: This is a real time representation of the actual sun, recorded by
Aschen satellites all over the solar system.
FRAISER: How do you use it to predict a flare?
CARTER: I've been studying Aschen knowledge of solar dynamics for the
Jupiter ignition project.
CARTER: There are significant changes just beneath the surface of the sun
preceding a flare that are detectable by the satellite net... (pointing at a
spot on the model) Look right here... If my calculations are right, there
should be a flare in about five seconds.
They wait. Sure enough a tiny (on this scale) FLARE shoots out
from the sun, arcing over the surface.
DANIEL: That's it.
CARTER: Now All we need to do is for the computer to predict another flare.
CARTER: (to Fraiser) Have you got your travel papers for Chulak?
FRAISER: Yeah all set.
Carter hands Fraiser a piece of paper.
CARTER: Give this to Teal'c. It's the coordinates he'll need.
O'NEILL: Joe's here...
O'NEILL (CONT'D): Ambassador.
JOE: I knew you'd have something to do with this.
O'NEILL: Did you get it?
JOE (after a look to Carter): Yes.
CARTER: Thank you.
JOE: What do you gonna to do with it?
O'NEILL: Send a message.
JOE: To who?
O'NEILL: To whom. (beat) Let's have it.
JOE: I'll hand it over if you give me your word that Samantha will play no
part in this.
O'NEILL: I can't do that
JOE: It's in a briefcase at the customs office at the Stargate Terminal.
They've been instructed not to release it without my authorization. (beat)
Your word.
O'NEILL: We need her to pull this off.
JOE: Whatever it is, you'll have to do it without Sam.
CARTER: Joe, unless I help --
JOE: This is not negotiable. You don't want to tell me what it is you're
planning, fine; I'm better off not knowing. But if it involves G.D.0's, then
it involves the Stargate. And the terminal is the last heavily defended place
left on Earth. (beat) I will not let you risk Sam's life.
O'NEILL: Okay.
CARTER: You won't have back up --
O'NEILL: We won't need it.
DANIEL: Um... The sun's beeping.
CARTER: We have a flare prediction... fifty seven minutes from now. (to
O'Neill) Is that enough time?
O'NEILL: It'll have to do.
STARGATE TERMINAL
Joe brings a box over to Jack.
O'NEILL: Thank you.
JOE: If you can manage, give us enough time to get away from here --
O'NEILL: The message goes in six minutes.
JOE: Sam wanted me to wish you good luck.
O'NEILL: Give her my best.
Joe just nods at that, and turns to leave.
Jack looks over at Janet who is at the top of the escalator.
O'Neill heads into a glassed area on the second level with the
briefcase and backpack as
DANIEL -- walks past him, also carrying a briefcase. He goes to
the top of the escalators and waits.
ANNOUNCEMENT (V.0.) Outgoing travelers to Chulak, please stand by in the
departure area.
Janet goes down the escalator to the Stargate.
Jack loads the piton gun and puts a zat in his bag.
Daniel watches Janet go and waves her off.
OUTSIDE THE TERMINAL
CARTER waits by the Stepping stone area.
JOE -- emerges from the Terminal and greets her.
JOE: All right Let's go.
CARTER: I'm staying. You go if you want to
JOE: C'mon. Sam we gotta go
He takes her arm. She draws it back, angrily, admonishing.
CARTER: Joe doesn't --
JOE: Sam. Listen to me. We can work this out all right. Right now I think
it's best for both of us if we're very far away from here...
CARTER: If they manage to do this it won't matter where we are.
STARGATE TERMINAL
O'Neill re-emerges from the glassed area.
He checks his watch. Any time now... then:
MOLLEM -- walks right up to him.
MOLLEM: Colonel O'Neill?
O'NEILL: Melon?
MOLLEM: Mollem.
O'NEILL: Mollem. I'm sorry it's the war you know (He taps the side of his
head.)
MOLLEM: You didn't come to the Anniversary celebration.
O'NEILL: What's to celebrate? I say
MOLLEM: Surely the Aschen have proven your earlier misgivings erroneous. For
all we've done.
O'NEILL: Yes. You've certainly done your part.
MOLLEM: What brings you here?
O'NEILL: Well, you know my friend Teal'c. I missed him at the celebration.
He's coming into town. I brought him a hat.
ANNOUNCEMENT (V.0.) Incoming travelers from Chulak. Please stand clear of
the Arrival area.
O'NEILL: (checking his watch) He's right on time.
As Teal'c emerges, with another Jaffa. They are dressed in familiar Jaffa
robes. Both carry STAFF weapons.
The DIALER comes over to him, very officiously:
DIALER: I'm sorry, sir, but weapons are not allowed.
Daniel goes through the security scanners
DANIEL: It's archaeological equipment, this happens every
time...
DANIEL goes to open the briefcase, looking to TEAL'C
TEAL'C: We carry these for ceremonial purposes only
DIALER: I'm sorry, but you'll have to let me have it.
TEAL'C: Very well.
And he levels his STAFF at the Dialer, blasting him back several feet.
DANIEL -- removes a ZAT from the briefcase, and SHOOTS THE ATTENDANT...
TEAL'C heads to the DHD, and begins dialing the coordinates that Fraiser
gave him.
MORE ALARMS -- sound through the building.
MOLLEM -- turns to O'Neill.
MOLLEM: What's happening?!
Jack shoots Mollem with the zat
ANNOUNCEMENT (V.0) Terrorist attack in progress. Please evacuate the
building immediately...
AUTOMATED DEFENSES -- From all comers of the room, on the walls, in every
nook and cranny begin firing LASER BEAMS toward the DHD, striking Teal'c
in the shoulder. He cries out, but manages to dial the last of the
coordinates
The other JAFFA fires back at the lasers too, but he is struck several
times, finally right through the forehead.
O'NEILL -- AIMS THE PITON GUN toward the stargate, FIRING A LINE across the
expanse, sending the line night over the top of the gate and fasten it on
the other
side.
The Gate opens
TEAL'C -- takes another laser hit, but moves out into the open to draw fire
from O'Neill.
He fires BLASTS toward the lasers but gets barraged in the process...
Jack comes down he line and gets shot, dropping to the floor
O'NEILL -- gets to his feet, making it almost to the gate, but he's STRUCK
DOWN by a barrage of LASERS before he can reach the stargate, and he
collapses...dying.
DANIEL, shot up with laser blasts, makes his own dash toward the
gate, just as
CARTER above him on the second level, looking down in horror. She SEES
DANIEL -- falling to the floor, getting hit from all angles, and going down.
CARTER -- rushes down the escalator...
JOE -- runs into the Terminal after her, shouting and waving his arms all
around him:
JOE: Shut off the system! I'm the Confederation Ambassador, shut down the
system
That buys Carter some time as she rushes toward the body of O'Neill, and we
RAMP into SLOW MOTION, so close to the shimmering puddle, she takes the
bloodied message from his hand, stands and TAKES A LASER HIT IN THE BACK.
JOE -- can only watch as Carter takes yet another hit...
JOE (CONT'D): NO!
CARTER -- stumbles forward, toward the puddle, her hand red with O'Neill's
blood, and FALLS, her hand reaching out toward the puddle... reaching, then:
PRESENT DAY
The TECHNICIAN -- sits at the computer console, reading a confusing message.
TECHNICIAN: Incoming traveler!
SG- 1 is at the star map, planning their next mission, along with GENERAL
HAMMOND. Fraiser is also present.
HAMMOND: Who is it?
TECHNICIAN: It's... SG-1, sir.
O'NEILL: Hello...
FRAISER: How can that be?
Hammond turns to O'Neill, who shrugs.
HAMMOND: Let's find out. Defense teams stand by! (then, to the Technician)
Open the Iris.
As the IRIS opens. CLOSE -- on the puddle, as a piece of paper comes out,
and flutters to the grating, before it SHUTS DOWN.
Hammond, Fraiser and SG- 1 enter the gate room,
HAMMOND: (to the defense team) Stand down. (then) What is it?
O'Neill heads up the ramp. He picks up the paper, and walks back down the
ramp toward them, reading it with a confused look.
DANIEL: Well?
O'NEILL: (handing it to Daniel) You tell me.
DANIEL: (reading aloud) Under no circumstances go to P4C 970. Colonel Jack
O'NEILL.(beat) That looks like your handwriting.
O'NEILL: It is my handwriting. And that's my signature.
TEAL'C: Though you sent no such note.
O'NEILL: No.
FRAISER: Sir may I?
FRAISER: That looks like blood, sir.
HAMMOND: Have it analyzed.
O'NEILL: General, wasn't 970 on our mission list?
HAMMOND: It was. Not anymore. I'm not taking any chances (calling up to the
control room) I want P4C 970 removed from the dialing computer immediately.
Dismissed.
Hammond walks out. Sam, Daniel and Teal'c stand at the base of the ramp
while Jack sits on the side of the ramp
CARTER: I wonder why you sent it... I wonder when.
O'NEILL: Yeah. You gotta wonder..
The End.
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