Previously on Stargate SG-1:
- Whom do you serve? - Anubis.
He is dead!
That was what you assumed after you attempted to murder him.
His hand was exposed to the equivalent of eight to nine grays of neutron radiation.
It's a lethal dose, sir.
I'm gonna miss you guys.
Yeah.
You too.
The ship is Asgard. We are being hailed.
I am Thor, supreme commander of the Asgard fleet.
Your presence here is a violation of the Protected Planets Treaty,
and you must withdraw immediately.
I don't think so.
If you do not comply, I will be forced to open fire.
Yes, I suppose you will.
You will be destroyed.
I am the great god Osiris, and gods cannot be destroyed.
- You should know that. - Very well.
Enemy ship is powering weapons.
Shields are holding. The ship remains undamaged.
Our days of bowing to the Asgard are finally over.
Major.
Sir.
I just wanted to inform you that Colonel O'Neill requests
that SG-1 remain on active duty while we try to find a replacement for Dr Jackson.
What are we supposed to do? Keep working like nothing happened?
I understand how you feel.
With all due respect, sir, I don't even understand how I feel.
We didn't even have a memorial service.
- We're not even really sure he's dead. - And that's the problem.
What are we supposed to do, sir?
Wait and hope that he comes back, or... or just move on?
When I was in Vietnam, I saw my best friend shot down.
I know he survived. I saw his chute open, radioed his position.
But I never found out what happened to him.
His body was never recovered.
The Vietnamese never admitted they took him prisoner.
For years I kept thinking that someday he's just going to walk through the door.
So what did you do?
I learned to live with it.
Unauthorised offworld activation.
- What the hell's going on? - Main power's down.
Phones are down.
General Hammond to the gate room. General Hammond to the gate room.
Let's get up there.
Stand down.
- Freyr. - Major Carter, General Hammond.
I apologise for our absence of late,
but our war with the replicators has reached a critical stage.
- We might be able to help you with that. - Yes, we received your message.
If, as you say, this android was responsible
for creating the first generation of replicators, it may well prove invaluable.
However, that is not the only reason I have come.
There has been an incident with the Goa'uld.
An incident?
Commander Thor has been killed.
- Killed? How? - The Goa'uld attacked a protected planet
and Commander Thor was dispatched with the only ship available.
We expected the Goa'uld to retreat once our presence was felt, but they did not.
The Asgard ship was destroyed in the ensuing battle.
Is not Asgard military technology far superior to that of the Goa'uld?
Their new shields are more advanced than we believed,
and it appears they have upgraded their weapons as well.
We can no longer be confident of victory when facing superior numbers.
So, in other words, the protected planets are no longer protected.
- Including Earth. - Our ability to enforce the treaty
will depend greatly on the outcome of our battle with the replicators.
However, in the meantime, we do have another problem.
An Asgard scientist is stranded
in the research facility beneath the surface of the planet in question.
We would like you to mount a rescue mission.
Why us?
We have no ships available.
We understand you have a Goa'uld cargo ship at your disposal.
Well, it isn't exactly in perfect working order.
We managed to repair it, but...
We'll do it.
It's what we do, isn't it?
The research being conducted on this planet is vital to the future of the Asgard.
We would be for ever in your debt.
Colonel. We need to talk.
I don't wanna hear it, Carter.
- You can't pretend this didn't happen. - I'm not pretending anything.
This is the job. We lose people all the time.
We're talking about Daniel.
What do you want me to do? He's gone. We've got work to do.
Are you not all right, Major Carter?
I'm fine.
You continue to mourn the loss of Daniel Jackson.
Yeah, I do. Tell me I'm not the only one.
I will perform the proper rituals when the opportunity presents itself.
Until that time, this mission must take priority.
Please, Teal'c. I get enough of that "way of the warrior" crap from Colonel O'Neill.
Daniel Jackson has ascended to a higher plane of existence.
Many Jaffa dedicate their lives to achieving such a goal.
So I'm supposed to celebrate?
It is a great accomplishment.
We were a team, Teal'c.
No one can even begin to understand what we went through together,
what we mean to each other.
So maybe Daniel has achieved something of great cosmic significance. I don't know.
And to be honest with you, right now I don't really care.
I'd rather have him back.
As would I.
We are approaching the Adara system. Two motherships orbit the second planet.
We can't activate the cloak until we're out of hyperspace.
For a brief interval they could detect us.
- How brief? - A few seconds.
The odds of them spotting us are slim.
- How slim? - Hardly worth mentioning.
And yet... you did mention it.
Yeah. I'm beginning to wish I hadn't.
Well, at least they're not shooting at us. That's good.
We are approaching the upper atmosphere.
- It's pretty thick. - There is considerable turbulence.
You know, we should consider putting another chair back here.
When you think about it, it'd be much safer, wouldn't it?
We have arrived at the coordinates given to us by Freyr.
- Nice view. - This can't be right.
The atmosphere is over 80%% % carbon dioxide
and the surface temperature is 420° Fahrenheit.
Ooh. Hot.
Yeah.
How are we to locate the Asgard facility?
Well, that was easy.
Ah, humans. Interesting.
Greetings.
I am Heimdall. I assume you were sent by the Asgard High Council.
Not exactly.
Uh, Colonel Jack O'Neill, Major Carter and Teal'c.
I have heard much of your exploits on behalf of the Asgard.
Dr Jackson is not with you?
Uh, no.
In any case, it is a great pleasure to meet you.
Where are we exactly?
Several hundred metres beneath the surface.
Of course. We'd have to be - the surface is uninhabitable.
The Goa'uld are unaware of your presence?
I am monitoring their communications.
They know the laboratory exists, but they have been unable to pinpoint its location.
Well, why don't we get out of here before they find out?
I'm afraid we cannot leave.
- Why not? - First we must rescue Thor.
I thought Thor was dead.
He is not. However, his life is in grave danger.
He is a prisoner of the Goa'uld.
Commander Thor.
I apologise for the accommodations, but we weren't expecting company.
You have committed an act of war against the Asgard.
The response will be swift and decisive.
As swift and decisive as your attempt to defend this planet?
After Thor's ship was destroyed, the Goa'uld detected an escape pod.
They retrieved it before it could disappear into the atmosphere.
How do you know Thor is alive?
I am able to scan the interior of the Goa'uld mothership.
Wow.
I have located Thor's biosignature here.
Why not just beam him out?
My sensors can penetrate their shields, but my transportation device cannot.
Can you detect Goa'uld life signs as well?
I can.
- Thor is not alone. - The red dot indicates a symbiote.
So it's a Goa'uld or a Jaffa.
In all probability, Thor is being tortured for information about Asgard technology.
With that knowledge, the Goa'uld could easily come through our Stargate.
There wouldn't be anything we could do about it.
I underestimated your strength. That mistake will not be made again.
Perhaps not.
But next time we'll have an even greater advantage.
We'll have learned all your secrets.
I will never surrender my knowledge to you.
Not to me, no. Anubis himself has taken an interest in this matter.
He's on his way here as we speak.
The Goa'uld is leaving.
Can you communicate with him?
Yes, I can.
Thor?
Thor? Buddy?
- Hey. How you doin'? - O'Neill. I am surprised to see you.
Yeah. We're down on the planet with...
- Heimdall. - Yeah, him.
Working on a way of getting you out of here.
That would be unwise.
You must take Heimdall and his research materials and leave immediately.
What, are you nuts? We're not gonna leave you behind.
More Goa'uld are coming.
I have been informed that Anubis will conduct my interrogation.
All the more reason to get you out.
I will resist their attempts to probe my mind.
I will die before I give them any information.
But the very survival of the Asgard depends on Heimdall's discoveries.
Sir, you've got company. We're gonna have to pull you out.
All right, listen. I gotta go. But I'll be back.
- How's he doing? - Well, he's fine for now.
Except for the fact that he wants us to leave him behind.
- For what reason? - I wouldn't mind knowing that myself.
Thor is concerned that if we delay,
the materials in this laboratory will fall into the hands of the Goa'uld.
What exactly are you studying?
I am researching the genetic history of the Asgard.
Yeah, now see, that doesn't sound like something worth dying for.
That is because you do not understand the gravity of the situation.
Feel free to enlighten us.
As a race, the Asgard reproduce
exclusively through a process of enhanced cellular mitosis.
Are you serious? You have no other means of propagation?
No.
- Carter? - They're clones, sir. All of them.
Ah.
Well, that answers a few questions.
In fact, for nearly a thousand years
we have been physically incapable of achieving cell division through meiosis.
Hm?
Sexual reproduction, sir.
Ah.
A thousand years?
It is not something we usually discuss with other races.
This I understand.
Through cloning, we have achieved a measure of immortality.
As each Asgard's body fails,
his consciousness is transferred into a newer, younger version of himself.
Unfortunately, the lack of genetic diversity has become a problem.
It's like making a copy of a copy of a copy. Eventually there's deterioration.
We created a process of controlled mutation,
which has helped us to avoid complete genetic breakdown.
But we are at the limits of our technical capabilities.
The truth is, the Asgard are a dying race.
- Have you located the Asgard facility? - Not yet, my lord.
We waste time.
Lord Yu is mounting an offensive. Our ships are needed elsewhere.
The planet's atmosphere generates much electromagnetic interference.
Then send a squadron of gliders.
At low altitude their sensors will be more effective.
The atmosphere is too thick. It'd be extremely dangerous for the pilots.
And how dangerous will it be when Lord Anubis arrives
and you have nothing to offer but excuses?
I will dispatch the squadron myself.
Very wise.
If Anubis is gonna interrogate Thor, he'll have to ring aboard the ship.
Once they lower the shields, we can beam Thor out.
The shields will not be lowered.
They will merely adjust the frequency to accept a ring transmission.
Then we beam up from the cargo ship at the same time.
Once Anubis is on board, the frequency will be readjusted and we will be trapped.
So we take out the shields from the inside. There.
The shield- generator room is located here.
You can use explosives to disable it and I will transport everyone out.
Once the rings are activated, the Goa'uld will be aware of us.
One of us stays here and uses the Asgard scanner
to direct the others away from any guards or patrols.
First I must complete my preparations for departure.
OK. Carter, you stay here. Teal'c and I will go up.
I must remind you that time is of the essence.
This laboratory will not remain undetected indefinitely.
Right.
Lord Anubis has arrived.
Sir, we found a ring room that's clear. Stand by.
Roger that.
- Ring room has been activated. - Now, sir.
Monitoring your progress, sir.
Unauthorised transport onto the ship.
Intruders?
The signal appears to have come from the planet.
I am unable to determine the specific coordinates.
Organise a security detail. Maximum containment. I want them found.
Proceed to the end of the corridor and take a right.
Hold up, sir. There's a large party headed your way.
Which way? Should we double back, what?
No, sir. There's a corridor ahead on your left. You can duck in there.
They're almost there.
Uh- oh.
Sir, we've got a problem.
There are several Jaffa patrols bearing down on your position.
- Where? What direction? - From all directions, sir. Stand by.
There's no way out.
Perhaps a diversionary tactic would be in order.
Carter?
Damn it.
Hey, guys! What's happening?
Nice.
- Heimdall says the way ahead is clear. - Let's move out.
You are the one they call Thor.
I am Anubis.
As I have told your lieutenant, I will reveal nothing to you.
This device... will be implanted into your brain.
It will form a link between your mind and the ship's computer.
Your knowledge will simply be downloaded into our memory banks.
You will no doubt resist.
And you will no doubt fail.
The Goa'uld possess no such technology.
I think you will find many things have changed since my return.
The intruders have breached our perimeter.
How?
One of our patrols was ambushed.
Seal the lower decks
and divert coolant from the hyperdrive into the ventilation system.
- The gas is toxic. - Only with prolonged exposure.
- Shall I evacuate the engine room? - The intruders may be monitoring us.
- We cannot give them a warning. - But the engines will overheat.
The entire compartment will be flooded with radiation.
- Many Jaffa will die. - And be greatly honoured in the afterlife.
Carter?
This is it, sir. The shield- generator room is on the other side of that door.
- There are six Jaffa inside. - Only six?
Colonel! Teal'c!
Colonel!
- Are you sure they're not injured? - Their signals remain strong.
They appear to have been taken to some kind of holding cell.
- Well, we've gotta get them out of there. - How?
- I'm not sure yet. - In the meantime, we must do all we can
to keep the materials in this laboratory from falling into Goa'uld hands.
What exactly are we talking about here? Some DNA samples?
Not exactly.
- What is it? - That is one of my ancestors.
30, 000 years ago, a ship was launched from the Asgard home world,
its crew placed in suspended animation.
There was a failure in the navigational system and the ship was lost.
It drifted across the empty expanse between our galaxies until it arrived here.
- We discovered it six months ago. - And this is one of its original crew?
The only one that was perfectly preserved.
He is from a time before our genetic manipulation became irreversible.
So that's why he's so important.
You hope his physiology can give you clues to stave off genetic degradation.
We kept the laboratory in this galaxy to avoid the threat of the replicators.
Now we can no longer afford to wait.
It is only a matter of time before the Goa'uld pinpoint our location.
I will require your assistance to adapt the stasis pod to the ship's power supply.
All right. But when we're done I want you to beam me back to the lab.
I'm not ready to give up on Colonel O'Neill and Teal'c just yet.
I can't believe they took my watch.
Major Carter will soon have no choice but to leave with Heimdall.
If she's smart, she's already gone.
In which case our chances of escape are negligible.
Oh, I don't know. All we gotta do is bust out of here,
take out every Jaffa between here and the peltak,
commandeer the ship and fly on home.
I stand corrected.
O'Neill?
Thor? Is that you?
- Where are you? - I am still in my cell.
However, my mind has been linked with the ship's computer.
I am using the internal communication system to synthesise my voice.
OK.
The Goa'uld are attempting to download information from my prefrontal cortex.
It is only a matter of time before they break through my mental defences.
Well, you know, love to help you, but we've got our own problems here.
I am aware of your situation.
I may be able to rewrite some minor subroutines in the security protocol.
To what end?
Sweet.
I am growing weak. Further communication will be impossible.
Hang tight. We'll get you out.
Colonel.
- Still with us, huh? - Yes, sir.
Heimdall's got the cargo ship prepped and ready to go.
He can beam us straight there, but we still need you to get those shields offline.
Yeah, well, they took our C4, so we won't be blowing any stuff up.
We have to find a control relay and pull the crystals.
It'll only buy us a few seconds, but that should be all we need.
Right. Which way?
I'll have to step off the holopad to check.
Try to stay out of sight. I'll be back as soon as I can.
Report.
The battle with Lord Yu does not go well. We request reinforcements.
That stubborn old man simply refuses to die.
Dispatch the other ships.
Lord Osiris, one of our gliders
has detected an energy signature beneath the planet's surface.
Do we have specific coordinates?
We do. But there is no way in.
Then we'll just have to make our own way, won't we?
What's your situation?
We're working on another way to get the shields offline.
- What was that? - I think the Goa'uld made my position.
You should leave immediately.
Just a few more minutes.
Come on, Carter.
I've got it, sir. Go down this corridor and up two levels. I'll meet you there.
OK.
Carter.
There should be an access panel somewhere along here.
OK, next time I'm the hologram.
- OK, we just have to pick the right crystal. - Which one?
Carter?
I thought I heard something.
There's someone in here.
Agh!
- Major Carter. - Osiris.
We have Colonel O'Neill and the shol'va, so that just leaves... Dr Jackson.
- Where is he? - Forget it.
Perhaps we should take them all.
Here's a thought.
Shields are down. Controls are offline.
Repair them.
Once more.
Where is Dr Jackson?
He's dead.
You're lying.
Go to hell.
Get us out of here.
Well done, O'Neill.
Thanks.
Thor? Buddy?
O'Neill. You cannot take me with you.
Why not?
The link between myself and the Goa'uld ship has not been severed.
They will be able to track our position.
You must leave me behind.
All right, that doesn't work for me. It's not an option. OK?
Lord Anubis, the Asgard prisoner is gone.
He will not get far.
We've cleared the atmosphere. Bring up the hyperdrive.
Hyperdrive is offline. Cloak is failing.
Cloak is down. We have lost our shields.
We cannot sustain another hit.
Sir, we're receiving a transmission.
Your ship is defenceless. You cannot escape.
Surrender now.
- Any ideas? - We cannot risk capture.
We must destroy the ship ourselves.
Any good ideas?
We've got company. Three Asgard ships.
Sir, I'm picking up a transmission to the Goa'uld ship.
This is Freyr of the Asgard.
The vessels you face are far superior to the one you attacked.
Challenge us at your own peril.
Mothership's retreating.
It's over.
That's it?
Their examination of the android must've yielded results -
it looks like the Asgard have the upper hand against the replicators.
What about Thor?
They managed to remove the device from his brain, but it may be too late.
Apparently he's lapsed into a coma.
If they knew more about the device they might be able to help him.
They're studying it now towards that end.
Unfortunately, it's unlike anything they've ever encountered.
Anubis clearly has access to technology previously unknown to the Goa'uld.
- It would explain his rapid rise to power. - Yes, sir.
All right. You're dismissed.
We're not that much of a nuisance just yet.
Of that I am not so sure.
Hey. Heading home?
Actually, we were thinking of stopping off for a bite to eat. Interested?
- Sounds good. - General?
You three go ahead. I've still got some work to do.
What was that?
Perhaps a malfunction in the ventilation system.
Yeah, that's probably it.
Bye, sir. Have a good night.
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