Stargate SG-1

Previously...

on Stargate SG-1...

What exactly do you want from me?

The code to an Ancient tablet.

- Do I know you? - You did, a long time ago.

Athena.

Greek Goddess of War. Quetesh double crossed her,

when they parted up to search for the Clava thessara infinitas.

Now according to legend, it will allow he who possesses it entry into a vast storehouse of riches

hidden away by the Ancients, prior to their ascension.

The Clava thessara infinitas. The key to infinite treasure.

A cache of Ancient wealth and weapons.

You do realise, the last cache of Ancient stuff

we picked up is what got us into trouble with the Ori in the first place.

So what? Just leave it out there for someone else to find?

I thought you believed the Clava thessara infinitas, to be a hoax, Daniel Jackson.

I did, yes, but the research Athena did, is actually quite compelling.

Now, after cross referencing her research in our cartouche,

I was able to generate a Gate address.

Possible location of the treasure.

I'm not sure, but

we sent a MALP to P4M-328 and the images it sent back are particularly interesting.

Now, the hieroglyphs on the wall are all out of order

and from various different dynasties and at first glance, they don't make any sense.

It's a code!

Sounds like it's worth checking out.

Go ahead.

Should we not wait until Colonel Carter returns from Washington?

She's still there briefing the President on the scenario that played out in the alternate reality

- where the Stargate was made public. - Well that's taking longer than it was supposed to.

It could be a good way to examine what might happen here.

Sounds like President Hayes is having a hard time just getting past the fact that he wasn't President.

Well, I'm gonna set up my camera and take some high res stills of these glyphs.

Give Ansel Adams there, a hand.

Teal'c and I will check out the perimeter.

Right.

Well, I'm sure that's a very witty popular cultural reference, but I...

He's a photographer, best known for his black and white images of California's Yosemite Valley.

Good one!

Is it me, or did we just step into an architectural time machine?

Indeed.

This is a display case.

Hey, can you read that?

I do not recognise the language.

Well...

we ain't in a pyramid.

We're in a museum.

- Colonel Mitchell! - Yeah!

- Do you hear music? - No!

Yes!

Pack it up!

- What? - I'm pulling the plug.

- But we haven't even got started yet. - This is not a tomb.

It's a museum!

Well that would explain why the hieroglyphs are all jumbled.

And there's a pretty big party going on next door, so...

Right!

What kind of party?

The kind we do not invite ourselves to.

This is a first contact situation.

When a civilization reaches a certain level of development, we don't do those in person.

We send the MALP to make contact and if they are into the idea of extra-terrestrial visitors,

then we get to go to the party, not before. Basic protocol.

Cut that out.

What's the harm, we're already here. We could go and not tell them we're alien.

- It's not gonna happen. - That wasn't a good one.

Clear out!

Ok, that's not good.

Transcript by Suzanna

Season 10 Episode 16 Bad Guys.

If they found a Gate, they most likely found a DHD. No?

We didn't.

Well they knew enough to build a pretty convincing replica,

so they must have one lying around here somewhere. No?

No, they could have just fabricated it from drawings.

If indeed, they did possess an authentic DHD, would they not display it near the authentic Gate?

Good point. Good point.

- We're stuck. - No we're not!

Well, when we fail to make the scheduled check-in,

General Landry will dial in, at which point we'll ask him to send a naquadah generator

and a laptop with a dialling program and that's that.

We knew that! I... I...

I thought that when I said that we're stuck, that you would know that I mean't 'until then'.

Well, then you should say what you mean.

I don't think you want me to start doing that.

I don't think you want to start thinking what I think.

Anywho! FYI, we don't need the dialling computer. Worst case scenario, we can always dial the Gate manually.

Right, kick it rotary style.

We still need a power source.

What about the MALP?

No!

- Seaweed. - Don't go there.

Well let's hope it doesn't come to that.

So therefore, next

check-in is in just under six hours.

Good. Muscles, that means that we have time to go to the party.

No it does not!

It means we stay here out of sight and remain as inconspicuous as possible.

With a bit of luck, the people on this planet will never even know we were here.

Don't. Hesellven...

- she is like a sister to me. - Never.

Hi!

There's nothing to be alarmed about.

We...

How come they get to go?

Hi!

They're rebels!

No! No! No!

Drop the weapon and kick it over!

I'm not gonna ask twice.

Get on the ground!

That goes for everybody!

You too, under the table!

Stop screaming, young lady and get out here!

Alright!

Now, we're not gonna hurt anyone,

but I need you to stay calm,

quiet,

and on the ground,

until we figure this out!

What the hell happened?

- We had a little misunderstanding. - Yeah, I can see that!

Might have been easier to just pose as party guests.

They thought we were rebels!

What does that mean?

I don't know, I didn't get a chance to ask a lot of questions!

Why are all the outer doors sealed off?

One of their guys shot that case.

He must have triggered a lockdown.

And for the moment, it would be good if it stayed that way.

Wonderful!

- See what you can do. - OK.

Excuse me.

- Don't shoot! - Then don't stand!

Please!

Let all these other people go.

I'm the one that you want.

No offence, buddy, but you're not.

Well, the Viceroy and all the other Chancellors were able to escape.

I'm all that's left.

Keep me, free the others.

Listen...

Look, I know you believe that bringing us to our knees will

make you heroes, that the people will

follow your lead and rise up against us, but...

but harming innocent civilians will get you nowhere!

I know you're gonna find this hard to believe, but...

we're not rebels.

we're explorers.

What?

You see, we're from another planet.

- Actually, a whole other star system, really. - W..w..w..wait!

Another planet?

You see, you have a large ring back there in an exhibit. It's called a Stargate

and it's an interplanetary transporter.

I understand.

You don't wanna make your demands to me.

But please, I implore you!

You are not gonna get what you want by hurting people.

This is Lourdes Melee.

I'm a member of the Council security detail sand I'd like to talk to whoever is in charge.

Helooo!

We have a senior negotiator on his way.

I'd just like to let you know we're going to do everything in our power to get you what you need.

We don't need anything.

I'm sorry?

Look, there's been a terrible misunderstanding, you see, we're not rebels.

Then release the hostages.

That's not a bad idea.

It's a terrible idea.

Why?

It doesn't matter what we say to them.

They think we're rebels. We shot a security guard. We took hostages.

If we let those people go, they're gonna come in here and kill us.

The lady's making a lot of sense.

- This is not how you make first contact with people! - Not intentionally, no.

But all we have to do is stall for five and a half hours until Landry dials in.

Then we bolt and these people can believe what they wanna believe.

And no-one gets hurt.

I too believe that to be the best course of action.

OK, do you understand how dangerous this could be?

This is an alien culture of which we have no knowledge.

We don't know how they're gonna handle a situation like this. We don't know if they're gonna

wait six hours.

Once we start posing as kidnappers, there's no turning back

- and if we get captured, we are hooped! - Jackson!

I hear what you're saying,

but I don't think we have a choice.

As far as I can see, these people are not gonna be open to the idea,

that we are peaceful aliens out on a jolly jaunt, just to look around.

I can't free them quite yet.

If this is some kind of mistake, I suggest you release them, now!

Listen, one of your people has been seriously injured.

I suggest you send in medical personnel to take him out of here.

We've sealed off the museum. How do you expect us to get in?

We managed to stop the bleeding, but you should get him to a facility as soon as possible.

Let him go.

Jackson?

He's ok.

Are you people out of your minds or are you just plain stupid?