Stargate: Continuum Page #3

Now, normally, we use it

to travel to other planets,

but this time we came through it

from an alternate timeline,

one where, amongst other things,

I'm not an astronaut.

Yeah, that's pretty much

how I had it figured.

Actually, she's telling the truth.

And who are you?

Daniel Jackson.

In the timeline where we come from,

we've actually traveled

to several hundred planets together.

- "We," as in you and...

- Yeah, in fact, in our timeline,

I'm the closest thing you have

to a best friend.

Yeah. Yeah, I'd buy that.

- Okay, you're from Minnesota.

- Yeah.

Eleven years ago,

your son accidentally shot himself

with a loaded 9mm

he found in your closet...

All right. Stop it, right there.

My kid is fine.

He's at home, and he's fine!

What the hell's wrong with you?

Obviously, some things are different

in this timeline,

- but what you have to understand is...

- No, I don't!

I don't have to understand anything!

More importantly, I don't want to.

As far as I'm concerned,

you people are nothing

but a pile of paperwork

waiting to happen.

- Jack, please...

- And stop that!

Jeez.

You should at least warn your superiors

that this planet is in great danger.

I'll get right on that.

All right, they can have access

to food, water,

and any medical attention

they might need,

but they cannot go past this door

except to use the head.

And nobody comes in or out

until we can surface, and

- deal with these freaks.

- Aye, sir.

- Samantha Carter?

- Yes.

It's common knowledge

that four years ago

a computer failure forced

the space shuttle Intrepid's main engines

to shut down

before it could reach a safe orbit

or a secondary landing site.

When the autopilot also failed,

Mission Commander Samantha Carter

stayed behind to fly it,

while her crew bailed out

of the escape hatch.

The orbiter went down over the Atlantic,

and her body was never recovered.

- It wasn't me.

- You just said your name...

- I was recruited into the Stargate...

- Stargate Command is a branch...

...not NASA.

...of the United States Air Force.

Founded in 1990-something,

I forget the exact year,

for the purposes of exploration and...

Actually, it was less an altered timeline

than it was this kind of multiverse thing...

It operates in secret

from a facility...

- I know what you're thinking, and...

- So we had the stargate powered...

...you're thinking I'm insane.

...and it was capable of operating, but

none of the random addresses we tried...

A list? You want the whole

list of every planet...

...and that's when I realized

- And so...

that the symbols

were actually constellations,

- and it was just a matter of determining...

- Okay. Earth.

...which of the 39 symbols...

- You never forget your first.

...represented the point of origin.

- And we discovered that

the symbols in a combination of seven

represented a gate address...

...known as Kassa,

it's kind of like space corn,

but, you know, that is a story

you are going to want to hear sometime.

- Why do you think this is funny?

- It was just a matter of figuring out...

- Everything I can think of, I have told you.

- Because it is funny,

and you need to learn that things

can be both funny and true.

Whereas I've been trying

to tell you Earth is in serious danger,

- you don't seem to give a rat's ass!

- Seriously, who would make this sh*t up?

Okay, fine! You say O'Neill wants nothing

to do with us? What about Landry?

If you would like to hear the answer

to that question,

- why don't you go ahead

- I know him...

- and play your tape back?

- Oh, my God,

- for the umpteenth time...

- I'm gonna take a break.

I want to talk to somebody else.

I am agitated,

because this is not the way

things are supposed to be.

- Unfortunately, Colonel, it's the way it is.

- General, thank you for coming.

You flew F-4s in Vietnam.

You have a daughter named Caroline.

You're wild

about Fulvous Whistling-Ducks.

Stop right there, son. I believe you.

You do?

I've been listening to all three of you

for quite a while now.

It's a hell of a story. The fact is...

Are the other two already in the hangar?

Good, we'll be right there.

I can't stand having to repeat myself.

Follow me.

Yeah, see, I knew that about him, too.

- Hey, you guys. Having fun?

- Oh, joy.

You've been at this for five

straight days. Eat something.

It's not like you didn't feed us.

Fine, I don't like to eat alone.

You should know that.

Sir, you're probably wondering

why I requested

that you be brought all this way up

to meet with us.

Actually, you all did.

Something about the fact

that I'm the sort of man

who would understand.

You'll have to forgive me.

I was at your memorial service

on the front lawn of the White House.

I imagine you're an extraordinary person

in whatever timeline you happen to be in.

- Sir, if you don't mind my asking...

- You don't exist.

That is to say, there's no record

of a Colonel Cameron Mitchell

fitting your description

currently in the U.S. Air Force,

or anywhere else, for that matter.

And you, Dr. Jackson,

were last seen in Egypt,

attempting to find proof

that aliens once visited Earth

and that the pyramids are landing pads

for their spaceships.

I take it that in your timeline,

that you're not a discredited whack-job

- living on the fringes of society.

- That really depends on who you ask.

General, not that I need

to make this all about me...

There was one Mitchell of note

who served in the Merchant Marine

in the late '30s.

The captain of the ocean freighter Achilles.

That's how I know the name.

Grandma had a picture of him

standing beside his ship in Boston Harbor.

It's the one in my locker right now.

Ba'al must've killed the crew

when he gated aboard.

Wow.

You're literally a grandfather paradox.

That's what Dr. Lee said.

Sir, I realize

that it may be extremely difficult,

if not impossible, to recover the stargate

from the bottom of the Arctic Ocean,

- but there is another one...

- The one in Antarctica, you mean?

I'm told we're sending a team

to check it out.

We need to do more than check it out, sir.

We need to use it.

We have to set things right.

- How, exactly?

- I've been thinking about this.

Now, Ba'al must have built

some sort of temporal device.

- Time machine.

- Yes.

Now, if we could use the stargate

to contact one of our allies, then we...

That will not be allowed to happen.

Sir, I don't think you understand

exactly what will be lost

if we're not allowed to return things

to the way they're supposed to be.

"Supposed to be" is relative,

Dr. Jackson.

The allies we've met,

the technologies we've acquired,

the hundreds of planets we've visited...

We can do all that,

assuming we can recover the stargate

in Antarctica,

and assuming it does

what you say it does.

I'm sure we'll use the thing to go out

and explore the galaxy.

There are a lot of excited people

around here.

With respect, sir,

you're missing the point.

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