Stargate: Continuum Page #7

Oh, okay, we understand that,

but we've come a very, very long way

to use this device.

I cannot give you what I do not have.

- What was that?

- It sounds like a ship. Al'kesh?

And it's landing on the roof. Just great.

- We must get out of here.

- Hey, your weapon.

- Hands up.

- Don't.

Teal'c?

How do you know my name?

I can do better than that.

You're from Chulak,

your best friend goes

by the name of Bra'tac,

and you're the First Prime of...

Jackson, whose mark is that?

Ba'al.

What did he promise to win you over?

The freedom of my people.

I'll give him credit

for knowing which button to push.

Ba'al is dead. Slain by his queen.

Oh, don't tell us, Qetesh.

Indeed.

Why?

That is none of your concern.

Allow us passage through the Chappa'ai,

and your lives may be spared.

Or you tell us what you're up to,

and your lives will be spared.

My only concern is my mission.

Which is?

To avenge Ba'al's death.

The final task of a First Prime.

- Indeed.

- Well, that sounds great.

- We'll help out, right, guys?

- Sure, why not?

- I'm not busy.

- Let's do it.

I do not require your assistance.

My ship has been detected.

Its shields have been extended to

protect this building and the Chappa'ai,

- but it will not hold for long.

- What do you say we all get out of here?

We can all die here when that shield fails,

or we can go through the gate together

and continue this discussion

on the other side.

It's up to you.

This device will power the Chappa'ai.

I like that. No hesitation.

Let's go! Go!

Give me a reason I should not kill you

where you stand.

Because you're a good man.

Because

somewhere, deep down, you realize

we're supposed to be on the same side.

Because we can offer you

the freedom of your people.

Really?

This is Ba'al's failsafe. It has to be.

I think this whole place

is his time machine.

Teal'c, you have to understand,

in the timeline we just came from,

the Goa'uld are defeated

and the Jaffa are free.

Now, Ba'al used a machine to go

back in time and change all of that.

He made you his First Prime

and Qetesh his queen

so he could control you.

This is the secret

for which Ba'al was murdered.

So that's why you think

Qetesh is on her way here?

She wants to use this device for herself.

- That cannot be allowed to happen.

- See? We agree about everything.

Teal'c, if you let us use this device,

we can return history

to the way it was meant to be.

The Goa'uld will be gone?

- My people will be free?

- You have our word.

Let it be done.

It'll just take me a few minutes

to figure out exactly how it works.

That may be all the time we have.

By my reckoning,

Qetesh will be here at any moment.

Thank you.

Well, you heard the man.

There must be satellites

orbiting every one of these stars.

There's hundreds of them,

each sending real-time telemetry

back to this computer through subspace.

Exactly how does that add up

to a time machine?

They're looking for something specific.

Solar flares.

- Exactly.

Until now, other than Ancient technology,

the only way we know

of traveling backward

and forward through time

is to pass through a wormhole

as it intersects the magnetic field

of a solar flare.

Now, with enough satellites

and enough computing...

Yeah, that's brilliant.

Which button do we press?

Yeah, I think it's a little

more complicated than that.

Actually, not much.

We just need to choose a time and place

sometime before Ba'al can put his plan

into motion.

They are here.

Sam.

Well, if you want to go back

to the Cretaceous period,

we can go right now,

otherwise we have to wait for a flare

capable of sending us back to a time

and place that's a little more useful.

Sam!

I've found one,

but you're not going to like it!

- Why not?

- It'll send us back to 1929.

That's 10 years too soon!

Well, it'll have to do,

because I'm just about out of...

Once I dial the stargate,

we'll have less than 20 seconds

to get through!

Dial it up and get your ass down here!

Carter!

Teal'c!

Jaffa!

Teal'c.

You are the most

stubborn Jaffa I have ever known.

Perhaps

I shall choose you as my First Prime

after all.

I...

Think not, Qetesh.

I die...

Free.

Make your course

three-five-zero.

Three-five-zero. Aye, Captain.

We'd be in Boston by now

if we weren't zigzagging

all over the bloody Atlantic.

You'd rather make it

easy for the U-boats?

We're not at war yet.

Check to see the cargo's secure.

You're never going to tell me

what it is, are you?

If I knew myself...

Captain.

We're about to be boarded.

- Boarded?

- Get over there.

- How?

- Don't shoot until I do.

Back up.

Who are you?

You might say I'm a friend of the family.

What happened here?

Well, that could take a while to explain.

Begin the extraction process.

Behold!

The last of the System Lords.

- I guess that was worth seeing.

- What?

That's all you have to say?

Well, you guys made it out

like it was this big deal.

- I expected something more spectacular.

- Nope.

That's pretty much

the extraction ceremony, right there.

Yup. Right.

So, lunch, anyone?

- I'm buying.

- I'm in.

Actually, sir, I was hoping

that we could go over the plans

- for the new moon base.

- What moon base?

You know, I think I might stay awhile

and help him through this.

- Yeah, I thought you might. Have fun.

- Thanks.

He's in for an interesting afternoon.

Indeed.

What do you think Ba'al was talking about

when he said,

"You've all made a terrible mistake?"

- We shall never know.

- I know I ain't going to worry about it.

I was just thinking,

what if he really wasn't the last one?

- He was the last one.

- As far as we know.

Yeah, as far as we know,

but you can't obsess about this stuff.

- Yeah, you're probably right.

- I know I am. Come on, let's go.

When was the last time

General O'Neill bought lunch?

Good point.

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