First Aired On: September 8, 2000
Written By: Joseph Mallozi and Paul Mullie
Directed By: William Gereghty
Guest Stars: Willie Garson, Robert Lewis, Matthew Bennett, Teryl Rothery (Dr. Janet Fraiser), Mar Andersons (Bob), Francis Boyle (Sgt. Peters)
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Carter: Does anyone know what this meeting's all about?
Daniel: No, but I hope it's important. I was right in the middle of translating the cuneiform tablet we found on P3O-255.
Carter: I still have to finish recalibrating MALP 3-K sensors for long-term reconnaissance on P5X-3D7.
Teal'c: I was unable to complete my Kel'No'Reem.
O'Neill: I was just about to do something important.
Hammond (entering the room): All right, people. As you were. We have ourselves a situation. Early this morning, at approximately 0400 hours, the base switchboard received the following call (he turns on a tape recorder)
Man: Hello. This is a message for Colonel Jack O'Neill and anyone else who's listening in. I know this call's being monitored, but don't bother to set up a trace. I'm at a phone booth in Butte, Montana, and I'll be long gone before your Black Ops teams can get here. You're not dealing with an amateur. I know all about Roswell, and the Kennedy cover-ups, and the--
Hammond (fast forwarding): He goes on like that for a while.
Man: ...and the CIA sanctioned microwave harassment, and the--
Hammond (fast forwarding again): Quite a while.
Man: ...and the lizard people. But the point is, none of these compare to your little secret, Colonel. I'm talking about a large circular object, discovered in Egypt, currently residing at the bottom of a missile silo under Cheyenne Mountain. I believe you call it the Stargate. Now that I've got your attention, I want to meet, tomorrow, 11 a.m. at the New Cloverleaf Restaurant in Billings, and Colonel, come alone.Carter: Okay, here we go. If he's got a driver's license, we should be able to find him.
Daniel: You know, I've never been on a stakeout before. Shouldn't we have, like... donuts or something?Martin: A top secret government program involving instantaneous travel to other solar systems, by means of a device known as a Stargate.
O'Neill: Sounds like a good idea for a TV show. If you're into that sort of thing.
Martin: Colonel, let's not play games. If it isn't true, then why would you come all this way?
O'Neill: Okay. The truth, there is a top-secret government program called Project Stargate.
Martin: I knew it!
O'Neill: But it has nothing to do with space travel.
Martin: What does it have to do with?
O'Neill: Magnets.
Martin: What the hell is that supposed to mean?
O'Neill: No, I've already said too much.Martin: No, I mean it. I've come to realize that I don't belong here. For the longest time, I was obsessed with all those alien conspiracies -- crop circles, cow mutilations, the Apollo cover-up...
O'Neill: I thought the lunar landings were a hoax.
Martin: No, that was the story created by the government to direct attention from the real cover-up. Everybody knows that! Anyway, one day, I'm online, and I find this conspiracy chat room, and they're talking about something called the Stargate. Most of it was disinformation, but the word "Stargate" stuck in my head. It triggered what I later realized was a suppressed memory. You see, Colonel O'Neill, the truth is, I'm not just interested in outer space --- I'm from outer space.
O'Neill: Check, please!Martin: So, you still don't believe me? I'm an alien.
O'Neill: You look pretty human to me.
Martin: No, what I believe, is that thousands of years ago, people were taken from Earth, maybe as part of some experiment, maybe as slaves, who knows. But the point is, there are entire civilizations up there descending from those original humans.
O'Neill: Now, that's just crazy talk.
Martin: You want proof? (waitress brings the check) I can give you proof. I can show you my ship.
O'Neill: Look, Marty, I'm a busy man. And you don't strike me as any great threat to national security (looks at the check. A note is scribbled on it, saying "We've got his address, stall him.") But, as you know, it never hurts to be thorough. So, show me.Daniel (opening a cabinet full of medication): Oh, hello! Sam, you're going to want to take a look at this.
Carter: Whoa, that's quite a collection. Tranquilizers, antidepressants, anti psychotics. Looks like our friend here was being treated for a number of different psychiatric problems.
Daniel: Yeah, why doesn't that surprise me?O'Neill: Marty, we've been walking around for half an hour.
Martin: I don't understand it! The clearing where I landed should be around here somewhere.
O'Neill: How do you lose a spaceship?
Martin: Well, my memory isn't so good. Sometimes, I get a little confused. I think it might be the medication.
O'Neill: Yeah, well, there you go. Hey, listen, I'm going back to the car.
Martin: No! Wait! You can't! Please, it's around here, I know it is!
O'Neill: Marty, listen to me! There is no spaceship! You're not an alien!
Martin: You don't understand!
O'Neill: I get that a lot. Come on. I'll drive you back to town.Daniel (reading from Martin's journal): April 12th. Someone has gone through my garbage. Suspect CIA. Must take precautions. May 2nd: Comb missing. Suspect CIA has stolen it to acquire genetic identification. Uh, June 26th: Comb found behind dresser. Disposed of it in case of tampering, bought new comb 39 cents at Shopmart. I'm telling you this is a complete waste of time. This guy's got paranoid delusions.
Man: What have we got?
Second Man: Activity in the house.
Man: Looks like Martin's got visitors.
Second Man: That's not all. See the big guy? Watch what happens when I go to thermal scan. (scan reveals Teal'c larval symbiote) Definitely not human.Dr. Tanner: Of course, you understand that doctor/patient privilege prohibits me from discussing the case history of my clients.
Carter: This is a matter of national security, Dr. Tanner. The privilege doesn't exist in this case.
Dr. Tanner: National security involving Martin? I find that hard to believe!
Daniel: Why do you say that?
Dr. Tanner: Let's put it this way, people like Martin sometimes compensate for their feelings of insignificance by creating elaborate fantasies in which they are the center and focus of all attention. These people are usually harmless, although often they try and draw others into their delusions. That's what's happened here.Martin: You think I'm making this all up. Look at this. (He holds up a toothpick)
O'Neill (takes it): Yes. It all makes sense now.
Martin: I propped it up against the inside of my door. When I got home, it was on the ground, meaning, someone was there.
O'Neill: If you prop it up against the inside of the door, how do you get out?
Martin: Through the window! You think I'm so stupid, I go out my own front door?
O'Neill: So, you leave the window unlocked?
Martin: Yeah, but I put a hair on the inside of the window sill. Now if that's gone when I get back--
O'Neill (getting impatient): Marty!
Martin: The point is, someone was there. They're after me. You have to help me, please! I'm running out of time.Martin: I knew it would come to this! They're going to do tests on me, and then they're going to dissect me like one of those demented high school biology experiments--
Carter (looking around Martin's "work address"): Hello?
Daniel: This is the place?
Carter: Yeah. This is the address he gave us.
Daniel: But, it doesn't really look like anyone's place of work, there's no one here.
Carter (turning around to see two men pointing weapons at them): Except for the guys with guns!Martin (panicking): This is totally unfair! Just cause I'm from another planet, I don't have rights? I mean doesn't the Geneva convention protect extra-terrestrials? I'll have to remember to go online and look that up.
Man: Okay. Let's keep this simple. Who are you?
Carter: Who are you?
Man: We're the guys with the guns, which means you answer our questions. So, once again, who are you?
Daniel: I'm Doctor Daniel Jackson. This is Major Samantha Carter.
Carter: We're with the Air Force.
Man: Well, what are you doing here?
Carter: Classified.
Man: What do you know about Martin Lloyd?
Carter: Never heard of him.
Man: Yesterday, you were conducting an illegal search in his house.
Daniel: No, we weren't.
Carter: So, who are you guys, really? CIA? NID?O'Neill: Where's Marty?
Teal'c: He became insistent in his demands for medication.
Martin (speaking from the bathroom) Uh, Murray? Listen, uh, I'm really sorry I tried to bite you, and I realize it was totally out of line, but I was wondering if maybe I could come out now? Or I could just stay in here. That's good too. It's just, I'm getting a little dizzy.
O'Neill: I don't get it. How does a nut job like that get a set of gate coordinates? (They hear a thud through the door) Marty? Martin! (knocks on the door) You all right? (Opens the bathroom door to see Martin unconscious on the floor) Oh, crap! Marty? Marty? (slaps his face) Come on, Marty!
Teal'c: In hindsight, perhaps we should have given him his medication, O'Neill.
Martin (opening his eyes): Colonel! I remember where my ship is.Soldier: The material the object is made from is definitely not terrestrial. I used sonar to get the general size and shape, and I've enhanced the image by extrapolating from the exposed portion. It should look something like this. (Screen shows craft with wings) Approximately sixteen feet long by ten feet wide.
Martin: That's not right. It's too small. That can't be my ship.
O'Neill: There's another ship out there?
Teal'c: Could it be an escape pod?
Martin: That's it! There must have been some kind of malfunction! We abandoned the ship, and came down in the pod!
O'Neill: We? There's more of you? How many more?
Martin: I'm not sure.
Soldier: There can't be too many, sir. From the size of that thing I'd say four, maybe five max.
Martin: All this time, I thought the government was watching me. What if it was the others?
Teal'c: What would these others want?
Martin: I don't know. Maybe they're afraid. They don't want to be exposed.
Teal'c: If that is the case, then these others may indeed be responsible for the disappearance of Daniel Jackson and Major Carter.Man (displaying the surveillance picture of Teal'c): So you're telling me, this man is an ordinary technical Sergeant?
Daniel: I wouldn't say ordinary.
Carter: He's very good at what he does.
Man: What's his area of expertise?
Carter: Speech writer.
Man (bringing up the thermal image): What about this?
Daniel (peering at the image and playing dumb): Oh, that's very good! Did you draw that yourself?
Carter: What is it?
Daniel: That... that's a duck, isn't it?Martin: Our home world was under attack. We were sent out to find allies, but when we got here we realized you weren't advanced enough to help us.
O'Neill: Well, we have our moments.
Martin: The enemy was too powerful. They wanted to make us slaves. They wanted us to worship them like gods.
Teal'c: The Goa'uld.
Martin: Yes, that's it!
O'Neill (to Teal'c): Show him.
Teal'c: The enemy of which you speak enslaved my people, murdered my father, and banished my wife and child from our people. I am branded with the symbol of this false god. (takes off his hat to show the golden sign of Apophis)
Martin (shocked and dismayed): Murray!Carter (speaking quietly): I don't get this. These guys know what a symbiote is, but if they were really NID, they'd know that Teal'c isn't a security threat.
Daniel: I don't know. That's why I hate working for the government. Every department has its own agenda, its own little secrets.
Dr. Tanner (coming up behind them): Very true, Dr. Jackson.
Daniel (frustrated with himself): Oh, yeah, yeah, didn't see that one coming.
Dr. Tanner: I understand your reluctance to cooperate. In situations like this, information is on a need to know basis. Fact of the matter is, we're running out of time. I'm running out of patience. And I really... (holds up something that looks like a torture device) need to know.
Daniel: You're not a real doctor, are you?Martin: So, you're going to drug me again?
Dr. Tanner: Well, obviously, that didn't work. (takes a transmitter out of his pocket) I'm afraid we're going to have to take more drastic measures.
Martin: You're not going to kill me. You know how many people know about this, now? What about Major Carter and Doctor Jackson? Are you going to kill all of us?
Dr. Tanner: We're going to do what we have to do.
Martin: This isn't right. I know you. I know all of you. We were on this ship together. We're soldiers, not murderers. That's why you drugged me instead of killing me in the first place.
Dr. Tanner: Martin--
Martin: It's not too late. Our people are at war. They need us.
Dr. Tanner: Martin, I hate to see you like this. You were my best agent.
Martin: I was never any kind of agent! You're just saying that because you think I'm bugged!
Dr. Tanner: Well, aren't you?
Martin: No, of course not! This whole government agency thing, it's just a cover. We're all really aliens, right?
Dr. Tanner: With all the secrecy, and all the lies, it's easy to get confused.
Martin: I'm not confused. I know who I am. Why are you guys doing this? Why don't you just admit who we are? We can all just go home! They have a Stargate!Martin (watching the Stargate): This is just like I remembered.
Carter: Chevron seven is locked.
Daniel: He was right. It's an active gate.
Carter: Sending the MALP through.
Martin: I remember everything now. There was no malfunction.
O'Neill: What are you talking about?
Martin: When we abandoned the ship, we did it deliberately. We were losing the war. We're deserters. After a while, I realized what we'd done wrong, I wanted to go home. But the others were afraid.
O'Neill: So, they gave you the drugs?
Martin: They're not... bad guys. They're just hiding.
Carter: Receiving MALP telemetry.
Martin: You're going to hunt them down, aren't you?
O'Neill: Not me.
Martin: But the military, the government?
O'Neill: I don't think anyone's going to find them.
Daniel: General Hammond says you're a go.
Martin: Really?
Daniel: Yeah, it's safe, but, uh, you're not going to like it.
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