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6.20 "Memento"

Episode Guide

Précis

SG-1 are aboard the X-303 on its maiden voyage into deep space. When it suddenly drops out of hyperspace, they're left stranded. Their only option is a nearby planet where a Stargate might be located, but O'Neill must first convince its people they come in peace.

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EXT—SPACE

[Prometheus is orbiting a planet looking similar to Earth, cloud cover, blue seas.]

INT—PROMETHEUS BRIDGE

[It is darkened. Colonel Ronson marches onto the bridge.]

RONSON
All right, everyone on your toes. Major Gant, report.
GANT
A ship has just exited a hyperspace window of our port bow Colonel. Goa'uld vessels, Ha'tak class.

[Ronson takes his place in the captain's chair.]

RONSON
Sound general quarters.

[An alarm starts to sound.]

GANT
Goa'uld vessels closing in on position, at 50,000 metres.

[She sits at the helm.]

GANT
Arming weapons sir.
RONSON
Shields at maximum, load missile bays 1 through 4, and charge the primary weapon system.
GANT
Yes sir.

INT—PROMETHEUS CORRIDOR

[Crewmen are running through corridors as the alarm continues to sound. The camera focuses on O'Neill and Teal'c, who are just coming out of an adjoining corridor. O'Neill is almost knocked over by a running crewman.]

O'NEILL

(At a passing crewman)
Excuse me!
(shouting over the sound of the alarm.)

God, that's annoying!

[They walk through the corridor.]

TEAL'C
I believe Colonel Ronson has issued a call for battlestations.
O'NEILL

(Annoyed)

Again.
TEAL'C
Have we not been assigned to participate in the damage control effort.
O'NEILL
Yes, and if there's ever any damage I'll do my best to control it. Right now I want to talk to Ronson.

[They enter the bridge.]

GANT
Goa'uld vessel within range, sir.
RONSON
Weapons officer,

[A quick shot of the weapons officer at his station.]

RONSON
Prepare to fire on my command.
O'NEILL

(To Teal'c)

As the weapons officer you'd think he'd already be prepared.
TEAL'C
Indeed.
RONSON

(To O'Neill and Teal'c)

The bridge isn't exactly where you're supposed to be during a battle drill.
O'NEILL
No, I've been meaning to talk to you about that.
RONSON
Can it wait? 'Till we're not in the middle of a drill.
O'NEILL
When are we not in the middle of a drill?

[Ronson glares at O'Neill and says nothing. O'Neill holds his hands up.]

O'NEILL

Okay. We'll talk about it later.
(They exchange looks. To Teal'c)

Teal'c, prepare to assist in damage control.
TEAL'C
I am prepared O'Neill.
O'NEILL
See how melodramatic that sounds, it's unnecessary.

[They leave the bridge.]

RONSON

(To the crew left on the bridge)

Where were we?

END TEASER

OPENING CREDITS

INT—PROMETHEUS

[O'Neill is at a console, talking to Hammond over a video link.]

O'NEILL
To be honest with you Sir, I feel like we're getting in the way here.
HAMMOND

(seen on a computer screen)

SG-1 has valuable experience with both hyperspace travel and the Prometheus itself. Besides, your mission to P7X 009 shouldn't take more than a couple of hours. General Greer and I just want you there for the shake down cruise.
O'NEILL
In the unlikely event of an emergency?
HAMMOND
Something like that. Enjoy the ride Colonel. Hammond out.

[Hammond turns off the video link, and the screen turns to snow. O'Neill smiles sarcastically and nods, seemingly in pain.]

EXT—PROMETHEUS IN SPACE

Voice of RONSON
This is Prometheus.

EXT—PROMETHEUS BRIDGE

Voice of RONSON
Requesting go ahead for mission start.
VOICE on radio
Prometheus, this is Vandenburg. You have an affirmative on a hyperspace window activation.
RONSON

Roger that.
(Turns to Major Gant at helm.)

Major, we have a go.
GANT
Yes Sir, activating window.

[She enters co-ordinates in the helm computer.]

EXT—SPACE

[The Prometheus produces a hyperspace window. The Prometheus enters and disappears in a flash of light. Prometheus is seen travelling through hyperspace.]

INT—PROMETHEUS CORRIDOR

[Ronson is walking down the corridor, followed by Major Gant.]

RONSON
Run level 1 diagnostics on all weapon systems including shields.
GANT
Ring transport?
RONSON
In all of them. Also, set up a hull breach simulation for 0500. That's all.
GANT
Yes Sir.

[She leaves. Ronson encounters O'Neill, waiting in the elevator for him.]

RONSON
Jack.
O'NEILL
Got yourself a fine crew here Ronson.
RONSON
Yeah, you got a pretty solid team yourself.
O'NEILL
Yeah, speaking of that…

[The elevator doors open and they step out.]

RONSON
Jack, I know that in the event of a real situation with the Goa'uld you feel that your place would be on the bridge.
O'NEILL
Well, if not me, then you'd be a fool not to take advantage of Teal'c's expertise, and Carter's a genius—
RONSON
You're absolutely right, but you're just along for the shakedown cruise. My crew needs to be able to count on me and on each other after you're gone.
O'NEILL

(Sighs)

I guess I can respect that.
RONSON
Besides, I highly doubt we'll run into the Goa'uld on this mission.

EXT—SPACE

[The Prometheus exits hyperspace. Inside the ship, O'Neill and Ronson look surprised.]

RONSON
We just dropped out of hyperspace.

[He walks off to investigate.]

O'NEILL

(Into radio)

Carter, Teal'c meet me on the bridge.

INT—PROMETHEUS BRIDGE

[Ronson enters, followed by O'Neill, Carter, Teal'c and Jonas.]

RONSON
Major?
GANT
We were supposed to be in hyperspace for another 90 minutes Sir, I don't know what happened Sir.
RONSON
What's our position?
GANT
Four zero point six two lightyears short of the target Sir.

[Carter reads some of the data being displayed on the systems computer.]

CARTER
Something must have caused the hyperdrive to shut down automatically.
JONAS
The only way that would happen would be if the computer detected some instability with the naquadria powering the engines.

[Carter nods.]

GANT
He's right Sir, diagnostics show a massive power surge in the hyperdrive. The fail-safes kicked in to shut in down.
RONSON
Have you begun restart procedures?
GANT
I've tried but the computer won't allow start up.

[A computer screen is shown, which is displaying the message "engines offline".]

O'NEILL

Carter?
(She looks up)

You promised me it would work.
CARTER
It did work.
O'NEILL
No it didn't.
CARTER
The hyperdrive was fitted with a buffer, sort of like a surge protecter. It was designed to modulate extreme fluctuations in the energy coming from the naquadria. This shouldn't be happening.
TEAL'C
Yet it is happening.
O'NEILL
Yet it is.
GANT
Something must have damaged the buffer.
CARTER
Sir, with your permission I'd like to take a look.
JONAS
Yeah, me too.
RONSON
Take Major Gant with you. Report back to me as soon as possible.
CARTER
Yes Sir.

[Carter, Jonas and Major Gant leave.]

INT—PROMETHEUS ENGINE ROOM

[Carter is at the systems console.]

CARTER
Well, we were right. Something caused to buffer to overload. It's more or less fried.
GANT
I don't understand, it was created to handle massive amounts of energy.
JONAS

(Entering the room)

Gravity waves. I just checked the ship's sensor log, we just passed through an intense gravity wave from a collapsing star while in hypersapce.
CARTER
Well, that would explain it, it was too much for the buffer to handle.
GANT
But the hyperspace engine is still intact and we still have the naquadria-
CARTER

(Interrupting)

Yeah, but we have no way of regulating it, and no way to calculate the distance we've travelled because of naquadria's inherent instability.
JONAS
We could end up anywhere.

EXT—PROMETHEUS IN SPACE

INT—PROMETHEUS BRIEFING ROOM

[Carter is showing Ronson the systems data on a large screen.]

O'NEILL

(Entering the room with Teal'c)

Well, if he was going to help out, he'd've shown by now.
RONSON
Who?
O'NEILL
Thor. Little guy, grey.
RONSON
I know who Thor is.
TEAL'C
The Asgard have proven valuable in similar situations.
O'NEILL
Carter?
CARTER
I'm afraid it doesn't look good Sir. Even if we were able to write a subroutine into the computer to bypass the buffer, we'd still risk the reactor going critical.
RONSON
Well use whatever you need to repair the buffer. Cannibalise whatever systems you deem necessary.
CARTER
With all due respect, Colonel, I can't.
O'NEILL

(Raises eyebrows)

Carter?
CARTER
Sir, I helped design the buffer module. I can tell you right now there is no possible way I can make it operational, not with what we have on this ship. It's like a lightbulb that's burned out. You can't just fix it.
O'NEILL
Do we have any extra bulbs?
RONSON
There's no redundancy for that particular system.
O'NEILL
So you're saying there's no redundancy.

[Teal'c looks at him quizzically.]

RONSON
Even if we were to plot a course for earth, using maximum sub-light thrust, it would take years. We don't have the supplies.
CARTER
Not to mention the relativistic effects.
RONSON
That buffer has to be repaired.
JONAS
Actually, there maybe another solution.

INT-PROMETHEUS BRIDGE

[A laptop is open. Its screen shows several Gate addresses.]

JONAS

According to the cartouche, the planet is .3 lightyears from our present position,
(he rings a planet on the navigational board)

P3X 744. Now, we've tried dialling it unsuccessfully in the past, but if it's on the cartouche then there had to a Stargate there at some point.
TEAL'C
Perhaps it may be buried.

[Ronson and O'Neill turn to look at Teal'c.]

JONAS
Well, if we can make it there and Gate home, we can get what we need to repair the ship.
GANT
We're still talking about a 4 month journey using sub-light engines, we'd never make it.
CARTER
We use the hyperdrive.
O'NEILL
I thought we couldn't do that.
CARTER
For a protracted period of time, no.
GANT
744 would be a pretty short hop.

[She goes to the navigational console to enter the co-ordinates. O'Neill looks confused.]

CARTER
The shorter the burst of energy required, the less the instability.
JONAS
That's what I'm thinking.
O'NEILL

(To Ronson)
It's your call.
(Ronson looks at O'Neill.)

But I don't see that we have much choice.
RONSON
Major Gant, plot a course for 744.

[Prometheus is seen entering a hyperspace window, then exiting it near a brownish-grey planet.]

INT—PROMETHEUS BRIDGE

WEAPONS OFFICER
Now orbiting P3X 744 Sir.
O'NEILL
Heading port in a storm heh?
RONSON
Good work people.

[The Hyperdrive engine is shown on Gant's computer screen. It changes from green, to red. Carter comes to look at the screen.]

GANT
Sir, computers are showing a rapid energy build up in the naquadria cells.
RONSON
Shut down power to the reactor.
GANT

(She tries)

Controls are not responding Sir. The reaction's continuing uncontrolled.
CARTER
The jump must have triggered a power surge that overloaded the reactor control systems. Sir, without the buffer we have no way to stop the build up. WE have afew minutes before the naquadria goes critical.
RONSON
Stand by to jettison the reactor module.
GANT
Yes Sir.
JONAS
Wait a minute, if I'm wrong about there being a Stargate on this planet, we're losing our only means of getting home.
TEAL'C
It would appear there is little choice.
RONSON
Bring shields and sub-light engines online.
CARTER
We're not going to be able to get very far away before it blows.
RONSON
Then we're about to find out how just good our shields are.
RONSON

(Into ship's intercom)

All hands brace for impact.

[An alarm begins to sound.]

RONSON
Reactor module separation on my mark, 3,2,1 mark.

[Ronson and Gant press buttons simultaneously. The reactor is seen being jettisoned out of the ship.]

GANT
Module jettisoned.
RONSON
Get us clear, full military thrust.
OFFICER
Sir!

[The Prometheus is seen moving away from the module, which is turning brighter. It explodes, and a shock wave careers towards them. It hits the Prometheus, which convulses with the impact, and inside several consoles explode behind O'Neill, Jonas and Teal'c, who are showered with sparks. The ship continues to convulse. Gas begins escaping from a pipe behind Teal'c. He turns off a nearby valve and the gas disappears. The convulsing stops.]

RONSON
Damage report!
GANT
The electromagnetic pulse penetrated the shields Sir; primary computer systems are down. All we have is artificial gravity and life support on most decks.
RONSON

Casualties?

GANT

None reported.
RONSON
How soon before we get systems back online?
GANT

(Frantically checking her console)

It's too early to say Sir.
CARTER
I'd like to assist if I may.
RONSON
Please do, Major.
OFFICER
Colonel Ronson, I'm picking up incoming bogeys, originally from the planet's surface. Closing on our position, heading this way.
RONSON
Can you identify them?
OFFICER
Velocity and size indicates some kind of ballistic missile Sir. We're under attack.

[A new alarm starts to sound. Carter, Teal'c and Jonas look concerned. Ronson looks at O'Neill, who returns his look and cocks his head slightly. The sensor screen is shown, with Prometheus in the middle of the screen. 2 red dots appear, coming toward the Prometheus from approx. 1 o'clock.]

RONSON
Evasive action, take us out of orbit.
OFFICER
We can't manoeuvre Sir.
RONSON
All right, arm weapons, we'll try to take them out.
GANT
Weapons control is down Sir.

[Ronson looks worried.]

O'NEILL
When do they hit?
OFFICER
3 minutes.
CARTER
That's not enough time to get the systems back online Sir.
JONAS
Colonel, they only fired their missiles after we exploded the hyperdrive over their atmosphere. It could very well have looked like an attack from their point of view.
CARTER
I agree Sir. Based on the weapons they fired, they're obviously a fairly sophisticated race. The EM pulse that knocked out most of our computer systems could have had the same impact on their planet.
RONSON
Then how are they able to launch missiles?
CARTER
Ballistic missile sites on Earth are shielded from EMP.
O'NEILL
Let's talk to them.
OFFICER
2 minutes to missile impact.
GANT
Sir, I can broadcast on multiple frequencies. If they're listening, they'll pick it up.
RONSON
Do it.

[O'Neill puts on a headset with earphone and microphone. He looks to the officer, who nods.]

O'NEILL
This is Colonel Jack O'Neill of the United States Air Force vessel Prometheus. Can anyone hear me down there?

[There is a pause, and some kind of static can be heard over the speaker.]

O'NEILL
The explosion that just happened in orbit over your planet was an accident. The resulting EM pulse has damaged our ship and we're defenceless against your attack.

[More static is heard over the speakers.]

O'NEILL
We've come a long way to meet you folks, so if there's anything you can do, y'know, to stop those missiles.

[The sensor screen is seen, with the 2 red dots continuing to move closer.]

OFFICER
1 minute to impact.
RONSON

(Over intercom)

Lock down all compartments and brace for impact.

[An alarm sounds.]

O'NEILL
We'd very much like the opportunity to land and introduce ourselves, but if you destroy our ship that's going to be…very difficult.

[More static. SG-1 exchange worried glances. The sensor screen is shown, with the two red dots continuing to approach the ship. The front window of the ship is shown, and the two missiles can be seen. Suddenly there is a blinding light, as the two missiles explode. The ship shakes from the resulting shockwave.]

OFFICER
Missiles self destructed at 17,000 metres.

[Ronson exhales loudly, he has been holding his breath.]

CALTHAS

(Over speakers)

This is Commander Calthas of the T'Grian Security Force. We will transmit landing co-ordinates. Calthas out.
O'NEILL
Not exactly an engraved invitation, but…
RONSON
I would prefer not landing until we have our shields and weapons back online.
GANT
We should have shields back up in a couple of minutes, Sir.

EXT—PROMETHEUS

[Prometheus descends to land on the alien planet.]

INT—PROMETHEUS CORRIDOR

[O'Neill leads Jonas, Teal'c and Carter as they prepare to meet the inhabitants.]

JONAS
The man you talked to is called Commander Calthus. The planet is called T'Gria.
O'NEILL
Calthus. T'Gria. Got it.
CARTER
Sir, I've been scanning for naquada traces with the ship's sensors on an effort to locate the location of the Stargate. So far I've got nothing.
TEAL'C
Could the information on the cartouche be incorrect?
CARTER
Hasn't been wrong yet.
JONAS
If they don't accept our apology finding the Stargate will be the least of our problems.

[O'Neill signals to a crewman, who activates the rings.]

EXT—T'GRIA

[The team are seen walking away from the Prometheus, which has several flying weapon platforms hovering around it. They are met by a battalion of T'Grian soldiers, weapons raised, and several huge tanks. As they near the soldiers, they are surrounded, and the tanks aim their guns at them too. The Commander walks toward them.]

CALTHUS
Drop your weapons. Immediately.
O'NEILL
Howdy fellas! Colonel Jack O'Neill, United State…
CALTHUS
Several powerful weapons are aimed at both you and your ship.
O'NEILL
…s Air Force.
CALTHUS
Disarm yourselves, or you will be fired upon. This is not negotiable.
TEAL'C
I believe he is being sincere in his threat O'Neill.
JONAS
Well, I guess we're going to have to start trusting them at some point.

[O'Neill looks round at the surrounding soldiers.]

O'NEILL
Yeah.

[He unclips his P90 and places it on the ground.]

EXT—T'GRIAN CITY

[It is clear from the architecture and transport that this is a more advanced civilisation than Earth.]

INT—T'GRIAN CHAMBER

[SG-1 and several T'Grians are stood around a table. They sit. Soldiers are seen in the doorway.]

O'NEILL

I take it we have you to thank for destroying the missiles before they hit our ship thus…
(Calthus joins them)

…saving out lives.
ASHWEN
There was something in your voice that I trusted.
O'NEILL
Oh. Did I mention we're sorry.
ASHWEN
Knowing that the EM pulse caused damage to your ship, I'm willing to accept that it was unintentional.
CALTHUS
I'm not so willing.
ASHWEN
Power has been restored to the cities affected, Calthus.
CALTHUS
There was considerable impact on our economic systems.
ASHWEN
They will recover.
CALTHUS
We still don't know the extent of the damage.
ASHWEN

(Raising his voice)
Nothing
(Turning to SG-1)

compared to meeting a race of people from another world for the very first time.

[He looks at SG-1, there is a pause.]

ASHWEN
It is a profound moment for us.

[O'Neill smiles uncomfortably.]

ASHWEN
You have said that T'Gria holds the key to you returning to your home planet. Could you be more specific.
CARTER
Chairman Ashwen, we believe that you possess a piece of alien technology that is capable to transporting living matter across the galaxy.

[Ashwen and Calthus look at each, confused.]

O'NEILL

(Attempting to clarify)

We'd like to borrow your Stargate.
ASHWEN
I'm sorry, our star-gate?
O'NEILL
Kind of a ring thing, comes with a dialer, you hit the symbols, it spins around and lights come on, it kind of flushes sideways?

[Ashwen shakes his head, ignorant.]

JONAS

It looks like…
(finds the page in his notebook)

this.

[He shows Ashwen a picture of the Stargate drawn in his notebook, then hands the notebook to Calthus.]

JONAS
Once it's activated, it is able to transport you from one planet to another instantaneously. In this case from T'Gria to our planet Earth.

[The T'Grians pass the notebook from one to another. Calthus starts to smile wryly.]

CALTHUS
They seek the Ring of the Gods.
O'NEILL
If that's what you want to call, Ring of the Gods is good.

[Calthus hands back the notebook.]

ASHWEN
Please, understand, this device you seek, the "Stargate" I regret to tell you—
CALTHUS

(Interrupting)

It's a myth.
ASHWEN
There has never been a shred of evidence to prove its existence.
O'NEILL
Have you looked around, just…
CARTER
If you could grant us access to your historical data, we could shed some light on the situation.
CALTHUS
No, no, no, your freedom of movement is not negotiable. Once this meeting is over, you're to return to your vessel and stay there unless further instructed.
ASHWEN
In the meantime, I will have some basic historical data delivered to your ship.
CALTHUS
Mister Chairman!
ASHWEN
If you do somehow succeed in proving the existence of this Stargate, we will be glad to help you locate it as an act of good faith between our two worlds.

[They stand. Ashwen bows.]

O'NEILL
Thank you Ashwen.

[SG-1 leave, accompanied by the guards.]

CALTHUS
They may well be gathering information for an invasion.
ASHWEN
Even if you're right, knowing our history will do no harm. But Calthus, what if this ring does exist? Imagine, after all these centuries, finding a piece of our past.
CALTHUS
And what is our past was buried for a good reason?
ASHWEN
Travellers from another world are seeking our help.

INT—PROMETHEUS

[Carter, Jonas, Teal'c and Gant are sat studying the data sent by Ashwen. O'Neill enters.]

O'NEILL
How goes the homework?
JONAS
Well, besides the language, there's almost nothing to indicate how these people got here. There's no archaeological data, no ancient writing, no documentation of any artefacts…
TEAL'C
And I have found no mention of the Chappa'ai nor any other technology used by the Goa'uld.
O'NEILL
Well, that's a little weird. The Goa'uld are damned litter bugs, they usually leave a lot of crap behind.

[He joins them at the table.]

TEAL'C
That is most often the case.
JONAS
If this is a comprehensive history of T'Gria it's a joke.
CARTER
I know, there's nothing here dating back further than 300 years.
O'NEILL
Maybe a year is longer on this planet.
CARTER
Maybe, Sir, but even so. Without an idea about where the T'Grians came from, we have no way of finding the Stargate.
JONAS
So they are hiding something from us or ,uh,
TEAL'C
Or their entire past has been erased.

[O'Neill mulls this thought over.]

EXT—PROMETHEUS

[Prometheus is surrounded by T'Grian weapons batteries.]

INT—PROMETHEUS

[O'Neill, Carter and Ronson exit an elevator and walk down a corridor during conversation.]

RONSON
You invited them for dinner?
O'NEILL
I was thinking more of a brunch.
CARTER
To be honest Colonel we offered it in exchange for access to their central archives.
O'NEILL
A library pass for a tour of the ship.
RONSON

(Annoyed)

And when were you going to inform me of this arrangement?
O'NEILL

(Pause)

Now.
RONSON

(Sighs)

You know I can appreciate you want to get home, but my first priority is the security of this ship and crew.
O'NEILL
Listen. Your ship and crew are going nowhere unless we find that Gate.
RONSON
I just don't like the idea of giving a guided tour of the Prometheus to the same people who've got gun batteries aimed at us.
O'NEILL
We'd do the same damn thing.
CARTER
Colonel Ronson, we need these people to get home, and we didn't exactly make a good first impression.
RONSON
We'll do this little barbeque of yours, but that's as far as I go.

[He walks off.]

O'NEILL

(Watches him leave.)

Do we have a barbeque?

[Carter smiles and leaves.]

INT—T'GRIAN CENTRAL ARCHIVE

[Jonas and Teal'c are sat at a long table, with several thick volumes piled up around them. They are deep in study.]

JONAS
How many planets have SG-1 been to?
TEAL'C
One hundred thirty three.
JONAS
And on each of them, the ones inhabited by humans at least, there's been some indications of their origins right, a temple, some ruins…
TEAL'C
It is indeed a mystery Jonas Quinn. A Goa'uld would not bring this many Tau'ri to a new world and not force them to build monuments in his honour.
JONAS
Well, I don't care how hard you try, you can't erase history, something must remain. We just need to find it.

[Teal'c looks over to a nearby bookcase, where a T'Grian is watching them. Catching Teal'c's gaze, he looks away quickly, and is suddenly very interested in the scrolls on the shelves.]

TEAL'C
We are being watched.
JONAS
What, the guy half hiding behind the bookshelf? Pff! Been casing us since we got here.

[The man hurriedly puts the scroll he was reading back on the shelf, and several others fall off due to his haste.]

JONAS
And not very well either.

INT—PROMETHEUS

[Doors open to reveal Ashwen, O'Neill, Carter and Calthus. They are being given a tour of the ship.]

ASHWEN
Most impressive. And you say much of the technology incorporated into your vessel is of alien origin?
O'NEILL
Yes.

[He signals to Carter to take over the conversation.]

CARTER
Most of the key systems in fact. It's one thing to build this ship, it's another thing to fly it across the galaxy.
O'NEILL
We haven't quite got that part straightened out yet.
CARTER
We use a rare element called naquadria to power our hyperdrive engine, but it can be extremely unstable, in fact that instability is what led to the explosion over your planet. We had to eject the reactor.
ASHWEN
Why use such a dangerous substance to power your ship?
O'NEILL
I asked the same question myself.
CARTER
For the time being naquadria is our shortcut to inter stellar travel. More stable forms of energy simply don't have the power to run the hyperdrive
ASHWEN
Several of my ministers have expressed concern that this is a military vessel. What would you have me say to them?
O'NEILL
That, they're right.
CARTER
Prometheus was designed primarily for defensive purposes.
CALTHUS
From these Goa'ulds you mentioned.
CARTER
Yes.
CALTHUS
Without your main source of power.

[Ronson enters.]

RONSON
With or without the naquadria reactor this ship is more than capable of defending itself against…attack.
CARTER
May I introduce Colonel William Ronson, commander of the Prometheus.
ASHWEN
It is an honour.
CALTHUS
I assure you Colonel, we would not attack…without provocation.
RONSON
There are several gun batteries aimed at my ship, Sir.
CALTHUS
Well we must defend ourselves from any action you might take. For instance should Chairman Ashwen and I fail to appear at a specific time, my men have orders to fire those batteries.
RONSON

(Smiling politely)

Then perhaps we had better continue the tour.
ASHWEN
Please, Major Carter, after you.
CARTER
Thank you Sir.
O'NEILL

(Addressing Calthus and motioning him to continue after Carter.)

Sir.

[O'Neill smiles sarcastically at Ronson as the party passes him.]

INT—T'GRIAN CENTRAL ARCHIVE

[The man watching Teal'c and Jonas is looking for them in between bookshelves. As he comes round a corner, Jonas and Teal'c appear behind him. They have been following him. Hearing their footsteps, the man turns, and smiles as he recognises them.]

TEAL'C
May we be of assistance?
TEREK
Forgive me, I did not want to intrude.

[He bows in greeting.]

TEREK
My name is Terek Salamen. I am Professor of Mathematics here at the university.
JONAS
Well, I'm Jonas Quinn, this is Teal'c and uh, if you were curious about us you should have come over.
TEREK
Forgive me Mr. Quinn, it was not you I was curious about. It is what you seek that interests me.
TEAL'C
Continue.
TEREK
I have heard that you seek evidence of the ring of the Gods. I believe I can help you find it.

[Jonas and Teal'c look at each other, intrigued.]

INT—PROMETHEUS

[Internal doors open, and Prometheus personnel enter carrying dishes of food. SG-1, Colonel Ronson, Ashwen, Calthus and two aides are sat at a table, and the dishes are placed before them.]

RONSON
I hope everything is satisfactory. We weren't expecting to host a formal dinner when we started this mission.
ASHWEN
It's fascinating to realise we are eating food grown and prepared on a world millions of light years away.
O'NEILL
And frozen millions of years ago.

[This does not go down well.]

GANT

(Smiling)

It's the best we have on board.

[They start to eat, Calthus wary of the food, Ashwen seeming to enjoy it.]

CARTER
Mister Chairman, we couldn't help but notice in our research that your history seems limited to the last 300 years.
ASHWEN
Prior to our…recorded history our people endured a long and terrible dark age…one they desparately wished to forget. Thus only after T'Gria emerged from this black era did historians begin again to record events.
CARTER
But that means you're missing thousands of years of your past.
CALTHUS
Yes.
O'NEILL
Aren't you…curious?
ASHWEN
Well it's hardly a questions of choice, Colonel. Even if we wish to know our ancient history, there's none to study. All evidence of it was destroyed centuries ago.
CALTHUS

(Leaning toward Ronson)

We believe that what came before year zero has no intrinsic value to our society. The society of the new era has no need to know how they suffered.
RONSON

(Pointedly)

On earth, we study our past, to learn from it.
CALTHUS

(Smiling menacingly)

Whereas we believe nostalgia is a sign of weakness.

[Ronson looks indignant, O'Neill raises his eyebrows, Carter looks uncomfortable.]

CARTER
I'm sure both points of view have merit.
ASHWEN
Well said Major.

[Calthus looks at Aswhwen, then leans back into his seat.]

ASHWEN
A drink, to history.

[He raises his glass, as do the rest of those round the table.]

ASHWEN
And to the future.

[They toast and drink. Calthus looks at Ashwen darkly.]

INT—PROMETHEUS CORRIDOR

[O'Neill and Carter escort the T'Grian party.]

CALTHUS
Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter, the meal was…interesting.

[Ashwen shoots a look behind him at Calthus.]

CARTER
Glad you liked it.
O'NEILL
He didn't say that.
ASHWEN
Well, I did, thank you.
O'NEILL
Well, y'know…now that we've got to know each other a little better, do ya think having those guns pointed at us is completely necessary?

[Ashwen opens his mouth to speak.]

CALTHUS
Would your Colonel Ronson not be as vigilant?
O'NEILL
Yes, I'm sure he would be.

[Carter, Calthus and Ashwen nod in greeting, to say goodbye.]

CALTHUS
Mister Chairman,

[He gestures with his arm to go first.]

ASHWEN
I will join you in a moment.

[Calthus, Carter and the T'Gian aide leave, leaving O'Neill and Ashwen alone.]

ASHWEN
I apologise for Commander Calthus' behaviour. Diplomacy is not his strength.
O'NEILL
Yes…we share that quality in common.
ASHWEN
Since I took office, I have been perceived as being…weak on matters of civil defense. As a result, Calthus has growing political support.
O'NEILL
Our arrival hasn't helped things much, has it?
ASHWEN

(shaking his head)

No. I only hope that his mistrust does not interfere with your quest for the Stargate. I believe finding it would be…a great discovery for our people.

INT-TEREK'S OFFICE

[Terek's office contains many scrools on shelves, models of simple aircraft and boats. His desk is cluttered with artefacts. A huge stained glass window is behind the desk, casting a yellowish and reddish glow in the office.]

TEREK
Please, excuse the state of my office.
JONAS
So, you said you could help us find the ring of the gods.

[Teal'c and Jonas sit at Terek's desk. He stands at the other side.]

JONAS
How?
TEREK
These.

[He opens a shallow chest behind him, and takes out several stone artefacts.]

TEREK
I've spent a lifetime collecting them. Relics from before my people turned their back on their god.
TEAL'C
To which god are you referring?
TEREK
Our creator, Horus. Only a few of us dare believe in him.

[He takes out a gold necklace with an eagle on it from beneath his jersey.]

TEAL'C

(Quietly)

A symbol of Herur'ur.
TEREK
You know him?

[He puts back his necklace.]

TEAL'C
Herur'ur is not a god. He is a Goa'uld.
TEREK
He is the one who made us. The relics speak of him as the creator of all life. The one who spoke us into existence.
JONAS
More likely he is the one who enslaved your ancestors and brought them here from Earth.

[Terek looks confused.]

TEAL'C
Herur'ur must have abandoned your people many years ago, when the resources he sought were depleted.
JONAS
Then the T'Gians must have tried to destroy all evidence of their former god as an act of defiance, including everything to do with the Stargate.
TEREK
Ah, they did not destroy everything.

[He takes out a small package, covered in a piece of linen.]

TEREK
This remains.

[He uncovers a small papyrus scroll, covered in reddish hyroglyphs and hands it to Jonas. Among the hyroglyphs, in the middle of the papyrus, is a pictograph of the Stargate. Teal'c and Jonas look at each other, intrigued.]

TEREK
My understanding of this language is extremely limited, but it appears to be an etching of something called a "shap-eye"?
TEAL'C
Chappai'ai.
TEREK
Ah.
JONAS
This text is a slight variation of pre-dynastic Egyptian, it's beautiful. The section right here says Herur'ur's Stargate can be found, uh, in a great desert to the north.
TEREK
Oh, it must mean the wastelands of Annur. They lie far beyond the city. I have found many of my artefacts there.
JONAS
Really?

[Jonas and Teal'c look at each other, the Jonas looks over his shoulders toward the two security personnel waiting at the door of the office.]

JONAS
Guys? We'd like to take a little field trip.

INT—T'GRIAN COUNCIL CHAMBER

CALTHUS

(Barely containing his anger)

They want to be taken to co-ordinates in the wasteland.
ASHWEN
Then take them.
CALTHUS
I think that's a mistake.
ASHWEN
Because they may find something you do not want them to find.
CALTHUS
If this is reconnaissance prior to a invasion-
ASHWEN
You're being ridiculous.
CALTHUS

(Raising his voice)

And you are being reckless!
ASHWEN

(Standing to face Calthus)
Representatives from another world have come to T'Gria.
(He starts to shout)
Another world! Do you understand!
(Pause)

And what's more, they seek our help.
CALTHUS

(Quietly, with menace)

We do not even know their true intentions.
ASHWEN
Or what they can offer us. An exchange of knowledge and technology. The Stargate could open up the universe for our people-
CALTHUS

(His voice rising again.)

A universe of potential enemies. I demand that you reconsider!
ASHWEN

(Shouting)

We cannot undo what has happened!

[There is a pause as both men stare each other down.]

ASHWEN
The difference is, Calthus, I would not if I could. They are here, and we must deal with them one way or another. I prefer to help.
CALTHUS
And I prefer to-
ASHWEN

(Interrupting)

For now, have them taken to the co-ordinates.

[He nods, showing his authority. Calthus stands to attention, and nods in return.]

CALTHUS
As you wish.

EXT—WASTELANDS OF ANNUR

[Jonas, Terek and Teal'c are standing in the blazing sunshine. Jonas is studying the papyrus containing the pictograph of the Stargate.]

JONAS
The Stargate should be located directly in the middle of the second and third monument.

[He points to two stone pillars, one behind the group, one in front of them.]

TEAL'C
Are you certain Jonas Quinn?
JONAS
Well, it's what it says.

[The scene changes, and it is clear it is later in the day. Teal'c, Jonas and Terek, have been digging in the place Jonas indicated. Teal'c's spade hits something hard.]

TEAL'C
Jonas.
JONAS
Think it's the coverstones?
TEAL'C
Indeed.

[They throw the spades aside. Jonas gets down, and starts moving earth with his hands. Taking out a brush, he reveals hieroglyphs.]

JONAS
Here lies…chappai'ai of Herur'ur…false god to the people of T'Gria. May they never know a day like that again.
TEREK
The ring exists.

[A huge smile appears on his face.]

INT—PROMETHEUS

[A display of the Prometheus systems is on a big screen behind Carter.]

TEAL'C

(Over radio)

O'Neill?
O'NEILL

(Into radio)

What's up T?
TEAL'C
I believe we have located the Stargate.

[O'Neill and Carter both look up and are very interested.]

O'NEILL
Well that's good news.
TEAL'C
We will require assistance to move it.
O'NEILL
We'll talk to Ashwen. Nice job!

EXT—WASTELAND OF ANNUR

[Metal posts are levering up the coverstone. Prometheus personnel and locals are all contributing to the effort. Several different shots or the progress made until all the segments have been lifted off. The Stargate is underneath. Cater and Terek are in the process of uncovering the DHD.]

CARTER
Jonas! It looks good, it looks intact.

[Calthus and members of the T'Grian security force watch the action hidden behind boulders. Calthus watches through a telescope, looking annoyed. The Stargate is raised as the sun sets. Many of the local people stand amazed. Later Jonas, Teal'c and Terek stand by the DHD.]

JONAS
Well, let's give it a shot.

[He punches in the Gate address. The chevrons light up. Local people look up at the sight and sound. The Stargate engages, and people step back as the vortex explodes from the Gate, before settling into an event horizon. Teal'c and Jonas smile at each other. Suddenly a line of bullets explode in the sand inches from their feet. A tank approaches them, speeding it's way along the sand, commanded by Calthus. It stops just a few feet from them.]

JONAS
Calthus. What are you doing.
CALTHUS
I am taking back what belongs to my people.

INT—T'GRIAN COUNCIL CHAMBER

ASHWEN
Calthus' actions are outrageous!
O'NEILL
Tell him to stand down.
ASHWEN
I've done exactly that, Colonel, he refuses. He claims to be protecting T'Gria's security.
O'NEILL
Have him arrested.
ASHWEN
Calthus commands a great loyalty among many in the military. Challenging him would only lead to civil war.
CARTER
Sir, we could use the Prometheus. Her weapons would be more than a match for Calthus' troops.
O'NEILL
There is still that nagging problem of all the guns pointed at it.
ASHWEN
I chose the commander of those gun batteries myself. He is loyal to me. Colonel I give you my word, he will not fire upon your ship.

EXT—WASTELAND OF ANNUR

[Those excavating the Stargate kneel, their hands bound, surrounded by Calthus' troops.]

JONAS
Calthus, you've no idea what you're dealing with here.
CALTHUS
I know our ancestors buried this device for a reason.
JONAS
Maybe they were wrong. Maybe it's time for you to stop being afraid of the past.
CALTHUS
No, it's not the past I'm concerned about, it's the future. Having assessed our strength, you would undoubtedly return with greater numbers.
TEAL'C
You have nothing to fear from the Tau'ri.
JONAS
We just want to fix our ship. Our people can become friends, they can exchange knowledge, even trade. We'll even teach you how to use the Stargate.

[Calthus steps forward, toward Jonas.]

CALTHUS
Yes, you will teach me how to use it.

INT—PROMETHEUS BRIDGE

[O'Neill is following Ronson.]

O'NEILL
They're holding two of my men prisoner. We need this ship.
RONSON

(Sitting in his chair)

Our shields are still down Jack, if we take off and they open fire with those guns…
O'NEILL
Ashwen promised that they wouldn't.
RONSON
He just lost control of his government, and I'm going to trust the safety of my crew to his word?
O'NEILL

(Firmly)

Yes. That's what you're going to do.
RONSON
Jack…

[Carter enters the bridge, followed by Ashwen.]

RONSON
You're asking me to risk everyone on this ship.
ASHWEN
If that is so, Colonel Ronson, then I shall be taking the same risk. You may launch your vessel when ready. You'll not be fired upon.
RONSON

(After mulling this over for a few seconds)

Major Gant,
GANT
Sir?
RONSON
Fire up the sublight engines.

[An alarm sounds.]

RONSON

Arm all available weapons, and prepare to return fire…
(looking at Ashwen)

on my orders only.
ASHWEN
That will not be necessary Colonel.

[He leaves, Carter following him.]

RONSON

(To O'Neill)

Let's hope the old man is right, or this is going to be a short ride.

[Prometheus takes off slowly.]

GANT
No sign of weapons fire from the gun batteries Sir. I think we're clear.

[O'Neill raises his eyebrows and cocks his head at Ronson, who smiles.]

RONSON
Very well, proceed to the co-ordinates at one third thrust.
HELM OFFICER
Yes Sir.

EXT—STARGATE

[Prometheus is seen over the Stargate, casting a shadow over those taken captive, and Calthus and his troops. Calthus looks up at the ship.]

INT—PROMETHEUS

[O'Neill, Carter and Ashwen walk toward the ring transporter.]

CARTER
Are you sure you're up to this, Mister Chairman? Things could get out of hand here.
ASHWEN
I'm not afraid Major. I should have done this a long time ago.
RONSON

(Over intercom)

This is Ronson. We're in position.
O'NEILL

(Into radio)

Roger that.

[He signals the crewman to activate the rings. They are transporter to the surface. Calthus and his troops are still looking up at the ship. They turn to look at the new arrivals.]

O'NEILL

(Into radio)

Prometheus, do not fire until my signal.
RONSON

(Over radio)

Prometheus has you six, SG-1.

[Calthus briefly looks up at the huge ship hovering overhead, then returns his stare to O'Neill and Ashwen. Ashwen looks around him at the troops, then addresses Calthus.]

ASHWEN
Calthus, this has gone far enough. Release these men.
CALTHUS

(To the troops)

Hold your positions. We cannot let him hand this device over to the aliens.

[Ashwen looks around again.]

ASHWEN

(Addressing the troops)

Commander Calthus, he's a good man…a cautious man. But he thinks, as our ancestors did, that is better to control what we do not understand, to bury it so it cannot harm us. I, too, once thought as he does, but no longer. These…aliens, who Calthus fears so much, are not conquerors, they are long lost brethren.

[Calthus looks around uneasily. Ashwen gestures to the Stargate.]

ASHWEN

Look at it.
(Pause)
This is where we came from.
(Pause)
This is who we are. Our ancestors erased our history out of fear.
(He points to Calthus)

And yet, without our history, we cannot know who we are, or heat we may someday become. I will not make that same mistake.

[He walks toward Calthus.]

ASHWEN
I'm relieving you of your command. You and your men will stand down.

[He starts to walk away, then turns back.]

ASHWEN

(raising his voice)

I said, lower your weapons!

[Calthus and SG-1 look around as the troops follow Ashwen's order; motioning to Calthus.]

ASHWEN
Take him away.

[Calthus's side arm is removed, and he is led away.]

O'NEILL

(To Ashwen)

Didn't know you had that in you.
ASHWEN
Neither did I.

[Later.]

CARTER
We'll be back in a few days with some equipment to repair our ship.
ASHWEN
Until the Colonel Ronson and his crew will be our honoured guests. I hope you'll join us for a state dinner on your return.

[Carter smiles and returns to Jonas at the DHD.]

JONAS

(To Terek)

Hey, thanks Terek.
TEREK
No, thank you. I hope you will soon return; there's much to learn about our history.
JONAS

Yeah, we can definitely help you out here, but I think you know more that most people on your planet.
(To Carter)

Got a feeling this guy's going to be getting a bigger office soon.

[Carter smiles and begins punching in the Gate address.]

END CREDITS

Transcribed for Solutions by Wallace, 5 Apr 2004

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