Stargate: Continuum Page #5

and then just sit there?

They're advance scout ships,

Mr. President.

You asked that they be brought

to the command bunker

the moment they arrived, sir.

That's fine, Alex, thank you.

Henry Hayes. Thanks for coming.

You were saying, Mr. Mitchell?

The ships in orbit are called Al'kesh.

They serve both as scouts

and as ground-support bombers.

And they're nothing

compared to what's coming next.

Really?

- So, what's coming next?

- Death.

Slavery.

More slavery, more death.

Look, if you want to say, "I told you so,"

go ahead and get it off your chest,

but then you can do one of two things.

You can help, or you can leave.

- Okay, bye!

- Jackson.

Right, I forgot to say, "I told you so."

Now, are you going to help, or not?

Have you recovered the stargate?

We couldn't locate the one you sent down,

but we did manage to find the other one

in Antarctica. It's still there.

Why didn't you bring it back?

Well, the Navy suggested, and I agreed,

what better place to build a facility

and start a testing program

in complete secrecy

than McMurdo base?

Why weren't we told?

You'd be surprised

at some of the stuff we do around here

without running it by you.

It isn't operational yet, is it?

Not yet, but we have our best scientists

working on it.

How quickly can you get us there?

Don't forget,

I'm the one who gave the order

to keep you away from that thing.

Erasing the timeline is not an option.

Then why are we here?

When I was first briefed on you three,

I thought my Chief of Staff

was yanking my chain.

I didn't believe him

the second time, either.

Finally, he had to bring in

the National Security Advisor

to convince me that he wasn't kidding.

On page 2,000-and-something of the brief,

one of you, I can't remember which,

talks about how I handled

a similar invasion in your timeline

to the one that might happen here.

Of course, in our case, you had the

benefit of an operational Stargate Program

for about seven years.

Well, to be fair, it was actually

the Ancient weapons platform

in Antarctica that saved us.

Exactly.

- Shouldn't it still be there?

- It's under a mile of ice.

The Army Corps of Engineers have been

drilling at the coordinates you gave us

for the last three months.

- We're not there yet, but we're close.

- Even so, its power source is depleted.

We'd need a fully-charged

Zero Point Module.

Taonas.

There's no reason

it still shouldn't be there.

We'd have to steal a cargo ship.

Well, it's not like

we haven't done that before.

Once we recover the ZPM,

we can gate directly back to Earth,

because the stargate's already

in Antarctica.

- We'll just need...

- Someone with a gene

that could operate the chair.

If there's still time,

sir, this can work.

That's the SG-1 I read about.

If the control crystal's intact

and the power relay's in position,

I should be able to dial out the gate

in a couple of hours.

General Hammond?

Sir, it's good to see you.

If you say so.

There are four F-15s on the tarmac

at Andrews,

each carrying minimal armaments

and extra fuel tanks.

Once the stargate is operational,

you'll be escorted through

by a squad of four marines.

That's not negotiable.

To keep us on the mission.

That's not necessary, sir,

but we'll take the back-up.

Even if everything

goes according to plan,

it's going to be a couple of days,

at least, till we get back.

What are you going to do

if Ba'al shows up before then?

Is there anything we can do, Dr. Jackson?

- Well, I wouldn't mention us.

- Thought of that one.

Good luck.

To all of us, sir.

There it is, my friends.

This little world in the middle of nowhere,

lost and forgotten until now.

Thanks to our Lord Ba'al,

it is ours to enslave and pillage

as we please.

It is an abomination they have been

allowed to breed to such numbers.

Their stargate has been buried

for centuries,

and was subsequently involved

in an unfortunate boating accident.

Hence, they have been completely cut off

from us.

They know nothing of the Goa'uld.

Nevertheless, they are far too many

to control.

We'll just blast them

to the brink of extinction.

That will not be necessary.

- But it would be enjoyable.

- I agree.

You are all so stuck in your ways.

If we were to wipe them out

by the billions,

the survivors would despise us

for all eternity.

I know something of these people.

I have studied them for some time.

If we give them cause to fight,

they will fight to the bitter end,

but if we promise them a grand future,

if we offer them our loving kindness,

then I assure you, my friends,

they'll fall for it completely.

As you have done with your Jaffa?

If by that you mean the Jaffa who,

with the promise of freedom,

managed to defeat the combined armies

of the System Lords,

yes.

And that promise will be fulfilled.

I'm sure it will.

In fact...

- Teal'c.

- Yes, my lord.

Camulus has kindly offered

one half of his domain, Australia,

to the free Jaffa nation.

- I have said no such...

- Your generosity brings a god to tears.

Now, let us be clear, my friends.

The lands of the Tau'ri that you receive

and the many millions of humans

that inhabit them

are a gift.

Be grateful,

or be silent.

Return to your ships.

I shall contact the Tau'ri myself.

- Yes, my lord.

- Yes, my lord.

- Teal'c.

- Yes, my lord.

There is something

I want you to search for.

Ships, sir. Dozens of them.

They just popped up out of nowhere

a few minutes ago.

Hyperspace.

I read the brief.

What's the status of SG-1?

They should be airborne in a few minutes.

At this time, Mr. President,

it's my recommendation

we take our forces to DEFCON 2.

Do it.

- We should inform SG-1 that they're here.

- Yes, sir.

Jackson, you may want

to strap in back there

and get some sleep.

Should be a long, boring ride.

Yeah, I hope so.

Colonel Mitchell!

We've just received a message

from Washington.

I'm told you'll understand.

"They're here."

What is that?

Something I've kept in stasis

a very long time,

so that one day I could place this call.

What do you mean he's on the phone?

It came directly through

the White House switchboard.

- From the spaceship? Ba'al?

- Lord Ba'al.

His words, not mine.

Yeah, right.

Thank you, Alex. Hello?

Mr. President.

I was beginning to think I wasn't going

to get through your gauntlet of minions.

Who is this?

Who am I speaking to?

I am Ba'al.

I assume by now you've detected

the presence of my fleet

in orbit over your planet?

As a matter of fact,

we have our eye on you.

Please forgive this primitive means

of communication,

but if I were to land my ship

in your rose garden,

or appear as a hologram in your office,

what kind of race of beings

would you think we are?

I wanted to give you

my personal assurance

that we come in peace,

seeking nothing more than friendship.

Well, we're glad to hear that down here.

Then let me further assuage your concerns

by meeting you in person

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