Hammond: When we completed interviews of all the refugees you brought back from Chulak, ten of them identified the final four symbols the Goa'ulds used to escape through the Chulak Stargate. When we disregard the last one as point-of-origin that leaves three to work with. Captain Carter's computer model has thus far extrapolated only one set of symbols from the Abydos cartouche that contains these three glyphs.
O'Neill: Let me guess... that's where we're going.
Hammond: Very good, Colonel.
O'Neill: Thank you, sir. I pride myself on my deductive reasoning skills.

Hammond: In one hour, you will go through the Gate to the planet represented by these symbols. It has been designated P3X-797.
Daniel: Couldn't we call this planet something that's a little easier to remember?
Carter: Uh, it's based on a binary code the computer uses for extrapolation.
O'Neill: Which makes it *much* easier to remember.

Daniel: This is crazy! We don't know what could be there waiting for us when we come through.
Makepeace: Don't you worry, boys. That's why the SG-3 Marines are coming with. You can count on us to watch your backsides.
Daniel: Actually, it's more my front side I was worried about.

Carter: Why does that one female look different? She looks more human. We have to stop him!
Daniel: No, that's - how prehistoric males probably had sex. Forcibly. The strongest male gets to mate; that's survival of the fittest.
Carter: Well, I call it rape, and I think we should stop it!

Hammond: Find anything?
O'Neill: Uh, no, sir.
Daniel: Yes, sir. Uh, actually, sir, we found a whole hell of a lot. Sir.
O'Neill: Some beautiful decor, nice folks. Nothing of strategic importance, sir.

O'Neill: Should I start the debriefing, Sir?
Hammond: That would be a good idea, Colonel.
Daniel: Now, just, just... wait a minute!
Hammond: Dr. Jackson, you're wasting your breath. You've already won the argument.
Daniel: But I have to insist you... what, what, what, what? I've already won?

O'Neill: Carter! Uh... sorry, didn't know you were in here. Mmph! Hey! What the hell's going on?
Carter: I want you.
O'Neill: Why? I mean, no! Carter, this is a little out of line, don't you think?

O'Neill: You think Carter has the same thing?
Fraiser: Mmm-hmm. The behavior fits.
O'Neill: slides the panel shut, and they turn and head back down the corridor.
Fraiser: All the victims are behaving like primitives. Most female low-level primates tend to choose their sexual partners according to who would give them the strongest offspring. The leaders of the pack, or a tribe, were usually the prime choice. You should be flattered.
O'Neill: Oh, yeah. I'm honored.

Daniel: Jack! There you are. Going on the Internet to do a little research on Australopithecus, and... wow, what happened to you?
O'Neill: Oh, I - got in a little wrestling match with Carter.
Daniel: Why?
O'Neill: I guess she's got whatever Johnson's got. Had to drag her off to the infirmary.
Daniel: What, did she start a fight with you, like Johnson did with Teal'C?
O'Neill: No, she, uh - tried to seduce me.
Daniel: Oh. You... poor man.

O'Neill: No, it wasn't like that. She was like a wild animal. She was nuts.
Daniel: Well, is she all right? I should go see her.
O'Neill: Why?
Daniel: What do you mean, 'why?' Because I care about her.
O'Neill: You care about her? What's that mean?
Daniel: It means I care about her, she's my friend. Now let go!
O'Neill: She's not yours to care about.
Daniel: What the hell are you talking about?
O'Neill: I'm talking about Samantha. You just stay away from her, okay?

Fraiser: So... the question is, why haven't you and Mr. Teal'C come down with the symptoms?
Daniel: Um... Mr. Teal'C - Teal'C's symbiote probably protects him.
Teal'C: That would be likely.
Fraiser: Well - what about you, Dr. Jackson?
Daniel: Well, that beats me. You're the doctor, Doctor. Uh, maybe I have a natural immunity.
Teal'C: Perhaps you will develop symptoms later.
Daniel: Thank you for the moral support.

Daniel: It's Melocia. She's alive.
Teal'C: It appears she is afflicted.
Daniel: So they just - dump her out here?
Teal'C: We dump them in a small room.
Daniel: To protect them.
Teal'C: To protect everyone else. There is little difference.

O'Neill: Doc... doc...
Fraiser: Did you say something?
O'Neill: Give... more...
Fraiser: What? Give more what?
O'Neill: More...
Fraiser: An injection? You mean you want more sedative? You've already had more than the maximum safe dosage, twice as much as anyone else because you've been more violent.
O'Neill: Give.
Fraiser: No. It's not safe.
O'Neill: GIVE! Give.
Fraiser: Why are you so insistent? *she gives him the shot* Must have been in a lot of pain.
O'Neill: Doc!
Fraiser: Colonel O'Neill? So you are still in there somewhere.

O'Neill: What? Wha-- what is it?
Fraiser: It's a parasitic virus. All we can tell is that it seems to mess with body chemicals - all of them. Testosterone levels skyrocket, thus the aggressive behavior. It's a histamine-alytic, which means it breaks down histamine.
O'Neill: Experiment.
Fraiser: Wha--
O'Neill: Experiment. On... me.
Fraiser: Experiment on you? No, sir, I can't do that.
O'Neill: Use me.

O'Neill: TEAL'C! Doc! Open the door! Teal'C!
Teal'C: Colonel O'Neill?
O'Neill: Lucy, I'm ho-ome!
Teal'C: I am not Lucy.
O'Neill: I know that. It's a reference to an old TV - Never mind. Open the door.
Teal'C: I will summon the doctor.
O'Neill: No, come on. I'm fine. I'm back to being myself. Just open up.
Teal'C: I cannot be certain that you are back to being yourself. You referred to me as 'Lucy.'
O'Neill: Oh, for crying out loud, will you just open the door?

O'Neill: Daniel, you dog. Keep this up, you'll have a girl on every planet.

Tuplo: If you are not gods, how did you destroy the curse?
O'Neill: As we've been saying, Tuplo, it's not a curse. It's a disease.
Carter: A sickness.
Daniel: Jack!
O'Neill: There's our boy.

Daniel: Where are we?
Teal'C: The light side of P3X-797.
Daniel: I thought we were going to give it a better name.
O'Neill: He's back. He's normal.

Carter: Uh, sir?
O'Neill: Yeah?
Carter: About my earlier behavior... I wasn't myself, and--
O'Neill: Oh, Carter, I don't even remember your earlier behavior.
Carter: You don't?
O'Neill: No, I was infected too, remember?
Carter: Right! Good, I'm - I'm glad.
O'Neill: By the way, how's the wound?
Carter: Wound?
O'Neill: I understand you got stabbed in the stomach?
Carter: Oh, yeah, that - that was nothing. With any luck, there won't even be a scar.
O'Neill: Well, good. I was concerned.
Carter: You were?
O'Neill: Sure. If it doesn't heal properly, you'll never wear that sweet little tank top number again.


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