Transcript for Episode #304:  “Legacy”

TEASER

ALIEN WORLD
SG-1 is walking along a dark corridor.

O’NEILL:
DANIEL, any ideas about this place?

DANIEL:
Well, it looks like it was built by a pretty advanced culture, then…stripped and deserted.

SAM:
The MALP showed no life signs.

They come to a sealed door, a red stone set into the wall to one side of it.

O’NEILL:
TEAL’C?  What do you think?

TEAL’C:
It is an ancient Goa’uld design.

TEAL’C touches the stone and the door slides open.

O’NEILL:
Now, that is not a good smell.

SG-1 enters the chamber and DANIEL trips over a body.

O’NEILL:
All right, Level A.

O’NEILL, SAM, and DANIEL put on protective gear while TEAL’C searches the room.  He discovers another body.

TEAL’C:
There is another one here.

O’NEILL:
More over there.

As SAM examines one of the corpses, she notices the scar along the back of its neck revealing that they were Goa’ulds.

SAM:
These aren’t quite human.  They’re Goa’uld.

END TEASER – OPENING CREDITS

ROOM ON ALIEN WORLD
TEAL’C is examining the red stone in the wall inside the door.

TEAL’C:
This mechanism appears to have been damaged by a ribbon device.

SAM:
Maybe they were trying to contain whatever did this.

DANIEL notices a symbol engraved on a nearby table.

DANIEL:
TEAL’C, do you recognize this symbol?

TEAL’C:
It is the crest of the LIMVRIS.

O’NEILL:
Which is what or…who?

TEAL’C:
A minor league of lesser Goa’uld who challenged the System Lords.

O’NEILL:
A minor league.

TEAL’C:
Yes.  There are nine.

SAM moves her flashlight across the dead bodies, counting them.

SAM:
…five, six, seven, eight, nine.  Found ‘em.

DANIEL reaches under a table and picks something up.

DANIEL:
It’s one of those Goa’uld tablet devices, the kind we found on Argos.

SAM:
Can you translate it?

DANIEL:
Part of it.  It’s some sort of battle plan.  I need the hand device that makes the screen go to the next page.

O’NEILL notices an object half under the table.

O’NEILL:
That thing?

DANIEL picks up the device and runs it over the tablet, but it doesn’t seem to work.

DANIEL:
Nothing’s happened.

DANIEL suddenly turns and looks around.

O’NEILL:
What?

DANIEL:
I felt something brush by me.

O’NEILL moves his flashlight across the room, but doesn’t see anything.

O’NEILL:
Yeah, all right, let’s pack it out of here, leave this to the medical containment unit.  It’s getting creepy.

SG-1 exits.

SGC LOCKER ROOM
DANIEL exits the shower, towel-drying his hair.

FEMALE VOICE (whispering) :
Dr. Jackson.

DANIEL (shouting) :
Out in a minute!

FEMALE VOICE:
Dr. Jackson.

DANIEL looks around and sees a dripping spigot in one of the sinks.  He walks over to it and hold his hand beneath the water, then stares at his reflection in the mirror.

SGC CORRIDOR
SAM meets DANIEL as he exits the locker room.

SAM:
DANIEL.

DANIEL:
Were you calling me just now?

SAM:
No.

DANIEL:
You weren’t calling my name in the locker room a minute ago?

SAM:
No, it wasn’t me.  General HAMMOND’s waiting for us in the briefing room.

SAM walks away and DANIEL looks after her in confusion.

SGC BRIEFING ROOM

FRAISER:
The Goa’uld died before their hosts.  We know this due to a unique protein marker left in Goa’uld bodies, or host bodies, after a Goa’uld dies.

SAM (to FRAISER) :
The same protein marker that was left in my body after JOLINAR was killed.

FRAISER:
Yes.

HAMMOND:
How did they die, Doctor?

FRAISER:
Well, at this point, sir, I can’t really give you an accurate answer, and I may never be able to.

HAMMOND:
Why not?

FRAISER:
As with Major Carter, when these Goa’uld symbiotes die, they rapidly decay and were absorbed by the host.  There’s no Goa’uld corpse for me to study.

O’NEILL:
What about bio-warfare?  Poison, disease, that kind of thing?

TEAL’C:
The Goa’uld are immune to such things.

DANIEL:
What about the hosts?

FRAISER:
The humans were normal; no wounds, no infections.

DANIEL:
Okay; then why are they dead?

FRAISER:
According to TEAL’C, the door was disabled from the inside.  Locked in with no food, no water, they probably died of starvation.

HAMMOND:
Right now, I’m more concerned with who killed the Goa’uld and why.

TEAL’C:
The System Lords would be the mostly likely suspects.

O’NEILL:
But if the door was disabled from the inside, how’d the perp – or perps – get out?

SAM:
Maybe the assassins weren’t visible and we’re the ones who let them out.

O’NEILL:
Reetou.  You think Reetou were in there?

TEAL’C:
Reetou would not spare the host.  Reetou weaponry does much damage to the human body.

O’NEILL:
Well, there you go.

HAMMOND:
Dr. Jackson, what about that Goa’uld tablet device?

DANIEL opens his mouth to reply and the Stargate begins dialing.  He loses his train of thought.

TECHNICIAN:
Incoming traveler.

DANIEL (to HAMMOND) :
Um, it’s a Goa’uld dialect akin to Latin.  From what TEAL’C and I have made out so far, it’s some sort of attack plan.  I’m…still trying to figure out how to scroll to the next page, if there is a next page.

HAMMOND:
Dr. Jackson, I want you to make translating that tablet your top priority.

DANIEL:
Yes, sir.

HAMMOND:
Dismissed.

Everyone exits except DANIEL and O’NEILL.  DANIEL looks down into the Gate Room from the window.  O’NEILL stands beside him.

TECHNICIAN:
SG-7 returning.

DANIEL sees the dead LIMVRIS walking down the ramp where SG-7 should be.  He glances at O’NEILL, but he doesn’t seem to notice anything.  DANIEL looks back at the Gate Room and sees SG-7.

DANIEL’S OFFICE
DANIEL is sitting at his desk, translating the tablet.

DANIEL (to himself) :
To enter by infiltration.  Infiltration.

WHISPERING VOICE:
DANIEL.  DANIEL.

DANIEL hears the sounds of a Stargate dialing and chevrons locking in his closet.  He opens it and sees an event horizon.

WHISPERING VOICE:
Join with us, DANIEL.  Step through the ’gate, DANIEL.

DANIEL:
This isn’t real.

He puts his hand into the event horizon and a dead LIMVRIS arm reaches out and grabs him.

DANIEL:
Help!

The head of the LIMVRIS comes through the event horizon.  It pulls DANIEL towards it through the event horizon.

SGC INFIRMARY
DANIEL wakes up in an infirmary beds.  He sees O’NEILL playing with a bag of IV solution.  O’NEILL, seeing him awake, walks over.

O’NEILL:
Hello.

DANIEL:
Hello.

O’NEILL:
What happened?

DANIEL:
Do you believe in ghosts?

O’NEILL:
Uh…no.

DANIEL:
Neither do I.  Which means there has to be a logical explanation.

O’NEILL:
For what?

DANIEL:
When we were in the Limvris chamber, I felt something brush by me.  And I’ve heard voices.  And I keep seeing the dead Goa’uld from the massacre.

O’NEILL:
Where?

DANIEL:
Well, last night they were in my closet, in, like, a…Stargate event horizon without the ’gate.

O’NEILL:
In your closet?

DANIEL:
Yes.  I don’t think they’re really dead.

O’NEILL:
Who?  The stiffs in the morgue?

DANIEL:
No, the nine Goa’uld that were using them as hosts.  I translated a phrase on that tablet that I thought meant attack, but when I refined the translation, I realized it means “to enter by infiltration.”

O’NEILL:
And you think that’s what they’re doing?

DANIEL:
Yes.

O’NEILL:
Through your closet?

DANIEL:
TEAL’C said the LIMVRIS were being hunted by the System Lords, right?  Now, what if they used some sort of technology to transform their bodies into…I don’t know, energy…or something.

O’NEILL:
Energy?

DANIEL:
Or something.  I don’t know exactly how, SAM can figure that part out.  The point is they’re here.  They’ve entered by infiltration and now they want me as a host.

O’NEILL:
All nine of them?

DANIEL:
That sounds crazy, huh?

O’NEILL:
Um, yeah, you’ve got to admit there’s some holes in your theory here.

DANIEL:
Well, it’s a theory, not a prove.

O’NEILL:
Why are you the only one who can see them?  Why didn’t they come through my closet – aside from the fact that yours is cleaner?

DANIEL:
I don’t know.  The only other theory I can come up with is that I’m having some sort of nervous breakdown.

O’NEILL:
Or something.

DANIEL:
Or something.

SGC BRIEFING ROOM
O’NEILL enters and hesitates when he sees Dr. MACKENZIE sitting at the table along with Dr. FRAISER.

O’NEILL:
Dr. MACKENZIE.

MACKENZIE:
Colonel.

O’NEILL:
I’m not going to enjoy this, am I?

HAMMOND:
Part of Dr. MACKENZIE’s work involves analyzing psychological data from SG units, specifically looking for common side effects to ’gate travel.  Dr. Jackson’s episode yesterday may have uncovered a serious one.

MACKENZIE (to O’NEILL) :
Dr. FRAISER’s been treating you for headaches lately, hasn’t she?

O’NEILL (hesitantly) :
Yes.  What’s that got to do with DANIEL?

MACKENZIE:
Well, you’re not the only one.  53% of SG field personnel also have a history of them.

O’NEILL:
A lot of people get headaches.  What’s your point?

MACKENZIE:
Dr. Jackson has experienced what I characterize as a first break psychotic episode, which may be manifesting full-blown hebephrenic-schizophrenia.

FRAISER:
Migraines are often one of the first signs.

O’NEILL:
Wait a minute.  DANIEL’s a schizophrenic and it’s caused by…the Stargate?

FRAISER:
It’s the only logical explanation we have right now, Colonel.

O’NEILL:
Well, it sounds fairly theoretical to me.  Does anybody think it could be stress?

FRAISER:
As much as I’d like to think that’s all it is, the evidence just doesn’t point that way.  DANIEL has paranoid delusions – auditory and visual hallucinations.

MACKENZIE:
Dr. Jackson’s dopamine levels have increased in the left hemisphere of his brain.  All these symptoms are textbook schizophrenia.

SAM:
I don’t understand how this could happen without us noticing signs.

FRAISER:
Nobody knows the exact cause of schizophrenia.  Some cases are genetic, but there’s no history of it in DANIEL’s family.  When it’s not genetic, it’s environmental, and the Stargate is a plausible environmental cause.

SAM:
I’ve been through the ’gate as many times as DANIEL and I don’t have headaches.

FRAISER:
Well, your body may have some kind of immunity, possibly due to JOLINAR.

O’NEILL:
All right, let’s say for the sake of argument that it is the Stargate, a theory to which I do not ascribe – then why don’t we just put a little sign at the base of the ramp that says ‘Gate travel may be hazardous to your health.’  I can live with that.

SAM:
So can I, sir.

HAMMOND:
The Air Force can’t.  I can’t risk any SG officer having delusions in the middle of crisis.  Therefore, as we speak, all outstanding SG teams are being recalled for evaluation.

SAM (to HAMMOND) :
You’re shutting down the whole program.

HAMMOND:
Only until Dr. MACKENZIE and their teams submit their report.  If his theory is proven correct, limits will be placed on the number of missions.  Until then, the Stargate is closed.

O’NEILL:
General…

HAMMOND:
There is no debate, Colonel.

O’NEILL (silently) :
Of course not.

SAM (to HAMMOND) :
What about DANIEL, sir?

MACKENZIE:
For now, we’re going to medicate him and let him rest in one of the VIP rooms.

FRAISER:
But if his symptoms persist or he becomes a threat to himself or anyone else…we’ll have to commit him to Mental Health.

SGC VIP Room
DANIEL and O’NEILL are playing a game of chess.

DANIEL:
Check.

O’NEILL moves.

DANIEL (as if he’s just realized something) :
Oh.

O’NEILL:
What?  Didn’t see that?

DANIEL:
Actually, I was thinking about something else.  (DANIEL moves.)  Checkmate.  I should have done that two moves ago; I don’t know what I was thinking.

O’NEILL:
Yeah, well, you’re a little off.

DANIEL:
I don’t feel off.  I feel…I feel fine!  No headaches, no tension, I mean, I feel…normal.

O’NEILL:
That’s because it was just stress.  And I have a very calming effect on stressed-out people.  How about a game of gin?

DANIEL:
I’m not very good at gin.

O’NEILL:
Good!  Get the cards.

DANIEL rises to get the cards and hears the sounds of a Stargate dialing inside a cupboard.  He glances back at O’NEILL, but he hasn’t seemed to hear anything.  DANIEL opens the cupboard doors quickly, but there is nothing inside and the sounds stop.  He grabs the cards and sits back down at the table.  He suddenly hears the squeal of a Goa’uld and sees one crawling up O’NEILL’s arm.

DANIEL:
Jack?

O’NEILL:
Yeah?

O’NEILL obviously can’t see the Goa’uld, so DANIEL drops it.

DANIEL:
It’s nothing.

O’NEILL:
You all right?

DANIEL:
I’m fine.  How are you feeling?

DANIEL sees the Goa’uld continuing to crawl up O’NEILL’s arm.  It partially enters the back of his neck, causing O’NEILL’s eyes to glow.

O’NEILL:
Good.  Real good.

DANIEL suddenly jumps up and lunges at O’NEILL.

DANIEL:
There’s a Goa’uld in you!  I’ve got to get it out!

O’NEILL dodges and backs away from him.

O’NEILL:
DANIEL!  DANIEL, there’s no Goa’uld in me!

DANIEL stops, realizing what he just did.

DANIEL:
I’m sorry.  I saw it.

DANIEL starts to faint.

O’NEILL:
You all right?

DANIEL collapses and O’NEILL helps him to the floor safely.  O’NEILL heads for the phone and something moves beneath DANIEL’s skin across his face.

MENTAL HEALTH
An aide unlocks a door, revealing a white, padded room.  Dr. MACKENZIE enters, followed by O’NEILL, SAM, and TEAL’C.

MACKENZIE:
Don’t expect much.  If he becomes agitated, call the aides.

Dr. MACKENZIE exits.  The other three members of SG-1 see DANIEL sitting on the floor, looking distinctly like a crazy person in an asylum.

DANIEL:
Jack?

SAM:
It’s us, DANIEL.  Can’t you see us?

DANIEL:
I was just making sure you weren’t figments of my…mind.  They took away my glasses in case I broke the lenses and uh…tried to…hurt myself.

O’NEILL:
They treating you okay?

DANIEL:
Yes.

DANIEL starts crying.

DANIEL:
I’m sorry.

O’NEILL:
For what?

DANIEL:
For being such a head case.

SAM:
It’s not your fault, DANIEL.

TEAL’C:
Colonel O’NEILL believes it has something to do with the LIMVRIS.

O’NEILL:
You remember in that chamber you said you felt something brush by you?

DANIEL starts talking like a crazy person.

DANIEL:
Yes.  It was them.  I know you don’t believe me, but I felt them.

DANIEL starts hearing things.

DANIEL:
They heard me.

DANIEL scurries to a corner, as if trying to hide.

DANIEL:
They’re coming!  They’re coming.

TEAL’C:
Only your friends are here, DANIEL Jackson.

DANIEL:
They’re coming.  I hear footsteps!  Footsteps.

O’NEILL (impatiently) :
DANIEL!  There are no footsteps.  Stay with us!

DANIEL:
Footsteps!

DANIEL sees one of the dead LIMVRIS standing beside TEAL’C and starts laughing.

DANIEL:
I told you, it’s one of them.  He’s right there.

DANIEL points to the dead LIMVRIS.

TEAL’C:
There is no one at my side, DANIEL Jackson.

DANIEL:
Yes, there is.

O’NEILL (to SAM) :
Want to get the aides?

SAM knocks on the door to summon the aides and DANIEL lunges at the dead LIMVRIS, but TEAL’C grabs him.  DANIEL sees something crawl out of himself and into TEAL’C.  DANIEL escapes TEAL’C's grip and backs away as the aides arrive.

DANIEL:
Something just went inside TEAL’C!

O’NEILL:
You’re hallucinating, DANIEL.

DANIEL:
Don’t just stand there – get it out of him!

The aides pin DANIEL down and give him an injection; he hears Ma’chello’s voice.

MA’CHELLO:
You have delivered me to the vile Goa’uld so that I may destroy it.

DANIEL:
MA’CHELLO.

MACKENZIE:
Okay, let’s raise the dose.  Five mils at four-hour intervals.

DANIEL:
MA’CHELLO.

DANIEL falls unconsciousness.

SGC CORRIDOR
O’NEILL, SAM, and TEAL’C exit an elevator.

SAM:
God, I hate seeing him like that.

O’NEILL:
Nothing worse than losing your mind and knowing it’s happening.

TEAL’C suddenly collapses over a desk.

O’NEILL:
Infirmary!

O’NEILL and SAM carry TEAL’C to the infirmary.

MENTAL HEALTH – DANIEL’S ROOM
DANIEL is dreaming about SG-1’s mission to P3W-924 (MA’CHELLO’s planet).

MA’CHELLO:
Yes!  Inventions to fight the Goa’uld.

DANIEL (muttering in his sleep) :
MA’CHELLO.

MA’CHELLO:
Yes!  Yes, inventions to fight the Goa’uld!

DANIEL wakes up and hurries over to the door, banging on it for attention.

DANIEL:
Dr. MACKENZIE!  Dr. MACKENZIE!

SGC INFIRMARY
TEAL’C is lying in a bed, Dr. FRAISER explaining his condition to O’NEILL and HAMMOND.

FRAISER:
TEAL’C’s symbiote is dying.  I can’t explain why.

O’NEILL (to TEAL’C) :
TEAL’C, what about that…Kelno’reem thing?

TEAL’C weakly shakes his head.

HAMMOND (to FRAISER) :
Is he having hallucinations like Dr. Jackson?

FRAISER:
No.  His dopamine levels are normal.  Besides, DANIEL didn’t have the same physical symptoms.  They seem to be unrelated.

O’NEILL:
What are we talking about, time-wise?

FRAISER:
Without another symbiote…a day, two, maybe less.  Even if we found another larval Goa’uld in time, there’s no telling if it would survive, either.

MENTAL HEALTH – DANIEL’S ROOM
Dr. MACKENZIE and three aides enter.

MACKENZIE:
Dr. Jackson.

DANIEL:
Just, uh…give me a second.

MACKENZIE:
Look, DANIEL, it’s time for your meds.

DANIEL:
Uh, I don’t, uh…I don’t need any more drugs.  What I need is to get the ones you’ve got in my system out of my system.

MACKENZIE:
No, DANIEL, you need rest.

DANIEL:
I think I’ve rested enough.  Just tell me one thing:  is TEAL’C sick?

MACKENZIE:
Not that I’m aware of.  I haven’t been to the SGC.

DANIEL hits the wall in frustration.

MACKENZIE:
Dr. Jackson, I insist you calm yourself; otherwise, I’ll have to have you restrained and further sedated.

DANIEL:
Why are you so quick to jump to the conclusion I’m crazy?  That I’m dangerous, I’m out of control?  It’s ’cause I’m kinda acting that way, aren’t I?  I just…I just need to get these drugs out of my system.  Look, Doctor, I know you probably hear this from patients all the time, but I think I’m cured.

MACKENZIE:
You’re right; I hear it all the time.  I’m afraid it doesn’t work that way.  You don’t get well from something like this overnight.

DANIEL:
You do if there was an alien organism inside you making you think that you were sick when you really weren’t.

MACKENZIE:
And you…found this out…how?

DANIEL:
MA’CHELLO told me.

MACKENZIE:
MA’CHELLO?

DANIEL:
He’s an alien old man we met on P3C-599.

Note from the transcriber:  MA’CHELLO’s world was previously referred to as P3W-924 (in “Holiday”), but here is referred to as P3C-599.  I’m not sure what to make of it; maybe all those drugs are messing with DANIEL’s memory. ;-) )

MACKENZIE:
Dr. Jackson, you haven’t had any visitors.

DANIEL:
No, of course I haven’t.  You see, MA’CHELLO is dead.

MACKENZIE:
Dead?  Yet he told you there was someone inside you making you appear crazy?

DANIEL:
That’s a good point.  I wouldn’t, uh, I wouldn’t buy that if I were you either.  Just do me one favor, okay?  Contact the SGC, find out if TEAL’C is sick.  If he is…promise me you’ll let me talk to Jack O’NEILL.

Dr. MACKENZIE appears to consider it.

SGC INFIRMARY
Dr. FRAISER is examining TEAL’C.  HAMMOND enters.

HAMMOND:
Dr. MACKENZIE seems to think there’s some sort of change with Dr. Jackson.

FRAISER:
A change, sir?

HAMMOND (to O’NEILL) :
He’s requesting you come out there, Colonel.

O’NEILL exits quickly.

MENTAL HEALTH – DANIEL’S ROOM
An aide leads O’NEILL into the room and DANIEL gets up, looking much better than last time.

O’NEILL:
Hey, DANIEL.

DANIEL:
You don’t, uh…you don’t need to walk on eggshells anymore.  I’m better.

O’NEILL:
So I hear.  Ah, it’s not that I doubt you, but, um, why do you think it’s happened all of sudden?

DANIEL:
I don’t completely understand it myself, but…I saw something come out of me and go into TEAL’C.  And then I heard MA’CHELLO’s voice.

O’NEILL:
Uh, MA’CHELLO?

DANIEL:
Just…just hear me out.  I’m guessing it wasn’t actually MA’CHELLO.  It was probably some sort of technological or organic recording.  And it said something about delivering MA’CHELLO to the vile Goa’uld, which made me start thinking.  Maybe I had some sort of…Goa’uld killing invention inside of me.  One of MA’CHELLO’s inventions.

O’NEILL:
And that’s what made you…nuts?

DANIEL:
Well, since I don’t have a Goa’uld, a side effect of this invention must make normal people act like they’re…

O’NEILL (silently) :
Nuts?

DANIEL:
Schizophrenic.  Look, TEAL’C is sick, right?

O’NEILL:
Right.

DANIEL:
Well, he does have a Goa’uld.

SGC INFIRMARY
DANIEL is standing beside TEAL’C, who is still lying in the bed.

FRAISER (to DANIEL) :
Your dopamine levels are back to normal.

DANIEL:
I’m…back to normal.

SAM:
Okay, let’s say your concept about MA’CHELLO’s Goa’uld-killing invention is right.  Why did it take so long to go into TEAL’C?

DANIEL:
I don’t know.  Maybe it needed a close proximity to sense his Goa’uld larva.

O’NEILL appears unconvinced.

DANIEL:
Look, I had a lot of time locked in that little room to think about this.  It makes sense.  Why am I back to normal?  And, coincidentally, hours after touching me, TEAL’C is sick.

O’NEILL:
All right, why didn’t I get sick when we were playing cards the other night and you were jumping all over me?

DANIEL:
Because last I heard, you don’t have Goa’uld larva.

FRAISER:
All right, but, DANIEL, look, we ran every test we have.  MRI, CAT scan, x-rays, full blood work up.  There is nothing foreign in TEAL’C or his symbiote.

DANIEL:
It’s there.  I know it!  I saw it.

SAM:
DANIEL, those bodies had only been there a month.  MA’CHELLO’s been dead for six months.  How could he be responsible?

DANIEL:
What if he planted those killing devices there six months ago?  Or a year ago?  And the LIMVRIS walk into their meeting and…

O’NEILL:
Like…a land mine.

SAM walks over to a computer.

DANIEL:
Yes.  World War I mines are still going off in France today, even though the soldiers that planted them are long since dead.

SAM (to DANIEL) :
You think that MA’CHELLO created this thing, right?

DANIEL:
Right.

SAM:
We crated off everything in MA’CHELLO’s laboratory to Area 51 and it’s all in our database.  Let’s see if we can find something that looks familiar.

SAM flashes pictures of various inventions of MA’CHELLO’s across the screen.

O’NEILL:
Right there!  Right there; back it up.

SAM returns to a picture of a stone tablet and a page-turning device.

DANIEL:
I picked that up in the LIMVRIS chamber.

SAM scrolls by some more pictures of page-turning devices.

FRAISER:
Why did he make so many page-turning devices?

SAM:
Could be our land mine.

SGC LAB
SAM and Dr. FRAISER have gloved hands inside a chamber containing a stone tablet and page-turning device are inside a glass quarantine chamber.  O’NEILL is watching from a few feet away.  DANIEL is watching from the observation room above the lab.

FRAISER:
On the right is the PTD from the Limvris and the one on the left is from Area 51.

SAM:
They look exactly like the one we found on Argos.  The LIMVRIS probably thought it was one of their own.

O’NEILL:
It’s a good way to hide a mine.

SAM:
Yeah.  The question is, how do we set it off?

SAM experimentally taps a PTD with some sort of metal instrument.  Nothing happens.

FRAISER:
No.  Okay, let’s see what happens when we use it on the tablet.

SAM swipes the PTD over the tablet and ten tiny glowing organisms suddenly fall out.

FRAISER:
There they are.  I am counting five…ten altogether.  So, if all PTDs are the same, we’re looking at about ten per device.

DANIEL (into the microphone) :
That explains how I got infected.  There were nine LIMVRIS.

SAM (to DANIEL) :
And when you activated the device, the last one went into you.

FRAISER:
Okay, let’s try and immobilize one and put it under the scope.

Two of the creatures suddenly break through SAM’s protective gloves, and the other eight escape the quarantine chamber altogether.

FRAISER:
The gloves are breached!

A siren starts wailing.

SAM:
Whoa!

SAM and Dr. FRAISER back away from the chamber, rubbing at their arms, trying to get the organisms out.

DANIEL (over the intercom) :
General HAMMOND to B-Hazmat Observation right away!

Three of the organisms infest O’NEILL as he reaches for a hose.  Dr. FRAISER watches one of the creatures move beneath her skin up her arm.

FRAISER:
No!

SAM watches the organisms inside her do the same.

O’NEILL (to DANIEL) :
Great.

SGC (VARIOUS LOCATIONS)
An alarm is sounding as the base is sealed.

SGC LAB
HAMMOND enters the observation room where DANIEL is.

DANIEL (to HAMMOND) :
We have a breach.

HAMMOND (to FRAISER) :
Is there any chance of further contamination to the base?

FRAISER:
Judging by what happened with DANIEL, sir, as long as we stay in here and we don’t go near anybody else, the base is probably secure.

HAMMOND (over the intercom) :
Doctor WARNER to B-Hazmat 3 Observation Stand.  Containment team to B-Hazmat 3 for containment and integrity scan.

DANIEL:
There has to be answer in this tablet.

DANIEL gets on the computer and calls up a picture of the tablet brought back from MA’CHELLO’s laboratory.

O’NEILL:
Is there anything we can do from in here?

FRAISER:
Nothing, Colonel.  All the specimens are inside us.  And since we’re infected by multiple organisms, we can expect our symptoms to be rapidly acute.

O’NEILL:
I’d like to apologize in advance for anything I may say, or do, that could be construed as offensive, as I slowly go nuts!

FRAISER:
Likewise, Colonel.

O’NEILL and Dr. FRAISER fall slowly to the floor as the organisms begins to affect them.

SAM:
Colonel?  Janet?

O’NEILL:
Carter?

O’NEILL starts to hallucinate, seeing SAM’s eyes glow like a Goa’uld’s.

SAM (with a Goa’uld’s voice through O’NEILL’s eyes) :
Sir, there’s nothing wrong with me.

DANIEL (disbelieving) :
Sam, you’ve got four of those things in you.

SAM:
I know that, but I feel fine.

O’NEILL (to SAM) :
Are you seeing or hearing any of this stuff?

SAM:
No, sir, I feel completely normal.  Somehow, I must be immune.

Dr. WARNER enters the observation room.

WARNER:
Dr. FRAISER, what can I do to help?

FRAISER:
Uh, not much, I’m afraid.

SAM (to WARNER) :
Doctor, there’s nothing wrong with me.  (to HAMMOND)  Sir, I’d like Dr. WARNER to take some tests, try to figure out why.

HAMMOND:
I’m afraid that’s not possible.  That would risk another person being contaminated, if not the entire base.

DANIEL:
Sir, those organisms left my body.  I might be immune.  I may be the only one who can go in there and help them.

HAMMOND:
We don’t know that, Dr. Jackson.  I can’t let you risk it.  (to SAM)  Dr. WARNER will stay here.  We’ll get whoever else you think can help, but you’re going to have to figure it out in there.

SAM:
I understand, sir.

SAM suddenly falls against the table.

SAM:
Whoa.  Ah, I think I spoke too soon.

DANIEL:
What’s wrong?

SAM:
Oh, God, something’s happening.

The four organisms inside SAM exit one of her ears and fall to the floor.

SAM bends down and touches them.

SAM:
I think they’re dead.  DANIEL, I could have sworn I heard…

DANIEL:
MA’CHELLO?

SAM:
Yes.  He said my Goa’uld captor is dead.  But I don’t have a Goa’uld.

DANIEL:
You did.

SAM:
That has to be it.  Janet said that when a Goa’uld dies, it dissolves into a host and leaves a unique protein marker.

DANIEL:
So, these Goa’uld-killing inventions died because they detected a protein marker?  That doesn’t make any sense.  Why isn’t Jack immune?  He should have some sort of protein marker left over from HATHOR’s Goa’uld.

SAM:
No.  No, that Goa’uld left Colonel O’NEILL’s body and died before it had a chance to take over.

SAM squats down next to Dr. FRAISER sitting propped up against the table.

SAM:
Janet, can you hear me?  Can we extract my blood and inject it into everyone that’s infected?

WARNER (into the microphone) :
No, your blood types don’t match.  You’d have to separate the protein from the rest of the blood.

SAM (to WARNER) :
Okay, how do I do that?

WARNER:
You don’t have the necessary equipment in there.  Even if you did, it would take weeks.

SAM:
Come on, there’s got to be a way!  We’ve got all this stuff!

WARNER:
I’m sorry, but you need to use high-pressure liquid chromatography to separate and isolate the protein factor from the rest of the blood.  That would yield thirty to forty proteins.  Then, you’d have to test each one of them to find…

SAM:
Okay!  I get the point.

FRAISER (weakly) :
Centrifuge.

SAM (to FRAISER) :
What?  What about the centrifuge?

FRAISER:
Put as much blood as possible in centrifuge.

SAM quickly draws her own blood.

WARNER:
You’re wasting your time, Major.

SAM (to FRAISER) :
Okay.  Now what?

Dr. FRAISER starts rapidly unbuttoning her shirt.

FRAISER:
It’s too hot!  It’s too hot!  They’re trying to suffocate us!

SAM:
Janet!

Dr. FRAISER sees SAM’s eyes glow.

FRAISER:
No!  You’re a Goa’uld!  Stay away!

SAM:
I’m not a Goa’uld, Janet.  It’s me, SAM.  I’m your friend.

FRAISER (calming down) :
Put…the test tube…in the centrifuge.

SAM puts the test tube into the centrifuge and starts it up.  When it finishes, SAM takes the test tube back out and walks back to Dr. FRAISER, who is now lying on the floor, shaking.

SAM:
Janet.  Get back with me here.  We’re trying to separate that protein from my blood, remember?  The centrifuge just finished.  Now what?

WARNER (to SAM) :
Major, you’re wasting your time.  If she thinks there’s another way, she’s not in her right mind.  There’s only one way to separate that protein.

FRAISER (weakly) :
You don’t need to…just need to separate red blood cells.

DANIEL:
What’s she talking about?

WARNER:
(to himself)  I see where you’re going.  (into the intercom)  I see where you’re going.  Don’t even try to separate the proteins.  Just separate the rejectable parts and give them all the rest.

Dr. FRAISER manages a nod.

DANIEL:
What?

WARNER (to DANIEL) :
The part that makes blood types incompatible is just the red blood cells and a few things in the plasma.  If we can get those out, the rest should be safe.

FRAISER:
Quick-freeze.

SAM (to WARNER) :
Quick-freeze?

WARNER:
Major, look in the freezer over there.  See if there’s any dry ice.

SAM walks over to the freezer and opens the door.

SAM:
Yeah, there’s a ton of it.

WARNER:
Good; now follow my directions very carefully.

SGC LAB
SAM is putting the blood into two syringes for Dr. FRAISER and O’NEILL.

WARNER:
Looks good.  Pick your first patient.

SAM (to FRAISER) :
This was your idea.  You gonna be first?

SAM injects Dr. FRAISER with the first syringe and then walks over to O’NEILL.

O’NEILL (to SAM) :
You look terrible.

SAM:
Thank you, sir.  I need to give you a shot; will you let me do that?

SAM injects him with the second syringe, and then returns to Dr. FRAISER, who is recovering.

SAM:
Janet?

FRAISER:
Uh, I’m hearing…

SAM:
Hearing MA’CHELLO?

FRAISER:
Yeah.

The organisms drop out of her and O’NEILL’s ears.  He picks one up and flicks it away in disgust.

SGC INFIRMARY
SG-1 and HAMMOND are gathered around TEAL’C’s bed.  Dr. FRAISER injects the protein into his IV.

FRAISER:
Okay.  Well, I don’t know if this is going to work.  He’ll have the marker, but he’ll still have a Goa’uld larva.  Depends on how smart MA’CHELLO made the little buggers.

TEAL’C groans and opens his eyes.

TEAL’C (whispering) :
MA’CHELLO.

The dead organism exits his ear and Dr. FRAISER removes it.

END CREDITS

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