Opens on SG-1 led by Tealíc making their way through a dense
foggy forest. Tealíc raises his hand signaling for them all to
What you got?
Quiet. *After a few minutes he moves
on again.* It is nothing.
*turns to Jackson* heís not doing that
on purpose is he? You know...just to
keep me interested?
Well uh...that depends...are you losing
Nah...We havenít found so much as a
snapped twig on this planet...but hey!
Me? Itís all good baby.
Tealícís Intel did suggest that the
Sodan would have a base of operations
Yeah but...Tealícís Intel came from
a bunch of Jaffa he used to be at war
with...I know. Old enemyís new allies...and
all that jazz but still...
You think the informationís Bad?
Think itís vague... *after a minute,
puts on a mechanic voice* A world once
inhabited by ancients...A village shrouded
in the midstís of timeósounds like a
Well we found some interesting things
based on vague.
Mmm yeah...still Iím getting that grasping
at straws feeling.
Yeah...just donít tell Tealíc *Tealíc
I already did.
Yeah...whatíd he say?
*imitating Tealíc* The warriors of the
Sodan exists colonel Mitchell. I am
certain of it. *Tealíc obviously not
Needs more Base.
Jackson walks off after Tealíc as Mitchell stops to look around,
Carter shaking her head as she passed him. Sound of a Twig breaking,
as Mitchell looks over he sees a branch move, he frowns listening.
All of a sudden staff blasts fly by their heads.
They all fire in the direction of the staff blasts but its hard
to tell exactly where theyíre coming from.
Fall back to the Gate! Iíve got our
six! Go! GO! Go! *they all fire hurrying
past him toward Gate, Mitchell fires
covering them, trying to figure out
where the shots are coming from* where
the hell are they? *he turns coming
face to face with a Jaffa who hits him
with his staff weapon*
Rest of Sg-1 firing in direction of staff fire, holding position
for Mitchell. Mitchell pulls up his P-90 to fire on the Jaffa
but the Jaffa shoots him knocking the p-90 out of his hand. Mitchell
pulls up his berretta but the Jaffa shoots him again,
*leaning against tree, grabs radio*
SG-22, this is SG-1 we are under attack...we
need back-up. *continues firing to Jackson*
Where the Hell is Mitchell?!
(on radio) Cameron Whatís your position?
Mitchell kicks the Jaffas feet out from beneath him, and tackles
him. They both stand, the Jaffa getting a fair handle on Mitchell,
Mitchell elbows him and goes to grab staff as the Jaffa comes
for him he turns and shoots killing him. Mitchell then drops.
The staff fire stops, mysteriously.
*into radio* Cameron? Do you copy?
a group of Jaffa stands over Mitchell, one of them checks his
His wound is grave my lord... his Symbiote
is badly damaged. *moves over to Mitchell
to attack him*
No! *stops Jolan* Bring him!
Jolan picks up Mitchell; handing him over to another Jaffa...they
watch as the Jaffa disappears with Mitchell. SG-22 makes an appearance
firing on the Jaffa. They run off and disappear, leaving the
SG-1 run in direction of fire. Staring down at the body.
Off world, shot of mountains, then to a Jaffa Village. Cameron
wakes wounded, Jolan stands watch over him, and Haikon enters.
He will be dead by sunset...if not sooner
then...you must keep him alive.
Mitchell Passes out again.
SG Teams sweeping the Area.
*into radio* Carter to SGC. got anything
(on radio) Colonel. Weíre reading UAV
telemetry 5 by 5...so far no sign of
let me know when youíve completed your
affirmative. SGC out
UAV flies overhead, Carter makes her way over to Jackson and
Tealíc, a med team seeing to the Jaffa.
not yet. Howís he doing?
His Symbiote is dying... if it is not
removed...the host will die also.
Sgt. Radio Doctor Lam... let her know
we have a priority one medical emergency
incoming. *the airman heads off* No
he is a warrior of the Sodan
according to the legend, no Sodan has
been indentured to the Goaíuld for over
so your Intel was correct.
(on radio) Colonel Carter... thereís
something you need to see...
standing in front of a pillar...
I have never before seen such a device.
well Iím detecting energy signatures...its
definitely some form of technology
perhaps this is how the Sodan managed
to escape so quickly.
actually thatís exactly what it is.
It says...this is some sort of aperture...or
just enlightenment? Nothing more specific?
thatís all it says...
Jaffa village. Jolan attending to Mitchellís wound. Mitchell
growls, arching, Jolan pushes him down.
you know...your bedside manner totally
*pulls away* your wound is infected...
it must be cleansed...or you will die.
This... *takes something from shelf*will
cause you a fair amount... *walks back
over sits, placing the cotton by Mitchellís
Lam working on the Jaffa in an operating room, Jackson and Tealíc
watching from the Observation room. Jackson looks exhausted.
Landry walks in.
Howís it going in there? *passes Tealíc
touch and go. Theyíve been at it for
nearly six hours now...
*looking through file* most Jaffas would
not survive such wounds...
which means sheís very good...
mmmm *proud grin* thatís why sheís here.
Looks like you were both right about
the device he was wearing... more ancient
a cloak of invisibility...
that explains how they were able to
ambush you so easily...
what about the transporter?
Carters with a team on the planet working
on it right now...so far they havenít
been able to even open up the damn thing...let
alone turn it on...
*little annoyed* yeah sorry I couldnít
have been more help...
well...one line of ancient text isnít
a hell of a lot to go on... weíre running
surface scans with Prometheus on several
moons and other planets in the system...
you believe colonel Mitchell is no longer
Itís a possibility...grounds sweeps
and UAV scans are all coming up empty...
Mitchell wakes sounds of voices and sticks hitting each other
outside, he tries to sit up.
He pulls off make shift plaster...picking at the stuff, stands
up, finds a shirt and slips it on. Looking outside two Jaffa
are sparring while Jolan speaks with another, watching. Soon
he says goodbye and makes his way back to the house Mitchell
in. Mitchell pulls back from window looking around desperately,
through all the shelves picking up a sharp utensil like a knife.
He stands behind door as Jolan enters. Mitchell shuts door and
Jumps Jolan, knife to his throat.
Donít move... Donít make a sound. You
call to the others...and itís goodbye
it would seem you have me at a disadvantage...
certainly appears that way...now...youíre
gonna tell me How we go- *Jolan moves
fast, knocking head back into Mitchell,
he turns twists Mitchellís arm and throws
him over on to his back* ahhh!
How things seem...and how they truly
are, are two very different things...
for example... you are free to leave
this place whenever you choose...
well...now you tell me? *still laying
on the ground*
but to reach the Chappíai would take
months on foot to through the mountains
of Dor toínak. No one who has attempted
the journey has ever survived...
well...so... *struggles up, grasping
bed* how did we get...
we were brought here through the eye
of the Gods.
Your questions can wait... now that
your strength has returned we shall
begin jomaísatelek immediately.
well...*stands* if thatís breakfast
I could eat...
*grabs him by the throat choking him*
you have spilled the blood of a Sodan
warrior... did you think our mercy was
without purpose? *lets go* Lord Haikon
has decreed that you will answer for
your crimes by way of Kelíshakílo. Which
you will battle with another warrior...and
on that day... you will die....*leaves*
Lam watching over Volnek, who lies in restraints. Landry enters...
Ah...I take it from all the beeping;
our friend is still with us...
that he is. Though how he survived is
a mystery to me...
*chuckles* ooh *walks round to her side*
Iíd say the nine hours you spent working
on him might have something to do with
it... nice work.
I did what I could to save it but his
Symbiote was too badly damaged... we
had no choice but to remove it and start
him on tretonin.
as soon as he regains consciousness
I want to know...
why? So you can interrogate him? *drinks*
*chuckles...* oh that might be more
up Tealíc's alley but...thatís the idea...
well it wasnít exactly the post-op recovery
I had in mind...
*nods*... well...let me know the moment
he wakes up.
Landry looks like he wants to say more...but nods and leaves...Lam
rubbing her face and neck tired.
Mitchell Led by a Jaffa to meet Haikon. Haikon is meditating...probably
Lt. Colonel Cameron Mitchell. United
States Air Force. *and as an afterthought*
Earth *Haikon doesnít say anything so
he continues* I donít know if you know
whatís been going on out there...but
things are a little different now...The
Goaíuld has been defeated...
The Goaíuld should have been defeated
5,000 years ago... My ancestors were
one of the first of the Sodan... theyíre
part of an elite command force under
the Goaíuld Ishker... for years they
pillaged and plundered under his name...driving
fear into the Hearts of all those who
would oppose his rule... the further
they ascended among the ranks... the
more they were able to discern the truth...
that he was not a God at all...but merely
an imposter. Our true Gods are those
that came before us...
Youíre talking about the Ancients...
Ishker branded my ancestors as traitors
and ordered their deaths...they tried
to fight... to show their brothers the
faith...but the odds were too great
and they were forced to flee...they
set out to find kheb. Hoping that their
souls would find peace...but instead
their search led them to this world.
you knew about the Goaíuld... but you
didnít help the Jaffa defeat them...look...for
the first time in their history the
Jaffa are free. But it wonít last without
strong leadership... they need your
their fate is of no concern to us. I
hope you are prepared to die well...Mitchell
Volnek wakes trying to pull himself free of the restraints.
You will not be able to break your bonds.
*Volnek relaxes, Tealíc and Jackson
walk over...* we sought out the Sodan
in peace, wishing only to open dialogue...instead
you attacked us and took our comrade...
all enemies who transgress our sacred
ground forfeit their lives.
yeah...well...you might want to post
a few signs...look we just want our
friend back. And we figured your fellow
warriors might want to know youíre still
alive and kicking so...weíre thinking
straight swap. Our guy in exchange for
if your friend was taken...then mourn
him...for if he is not yet dead...he
soon will be.
here me when I say that all free Jaffa
have always had the greatest respect
for the warriors of the Sodan.
you speak of respect...yet you condemn
me...without my Symbiote I will be dead
a medicine called tretonin courses through
your veins...you have been freed from
such a thing is not possible.
Oh but it is...
it is very real...I assure you. It is
now used by several thousand free Jaffa
with No Ill effects.
your poisons will not work. Had you
any honor you would have let me die
on the battlefield.
Mitchell and Jolan walk along toward an open area for training,
two kids look up watching them
so is it you just donít know whatís
going on with the rest of the Galaxy
or...you really donít care?
The Jaffa made their choice 5,000 years
ago. Their affairs are of no concern
yeah...but how do you survive? At some
point you have to go hunting for...uh
*waves, points at stomach* you know...
we raid Goaíuld strong holds for shipments
of Symbiote's that have yet to be planted
in new Jaffa. *walks over to some staffs*
Such missions are rights of passage
for our youngest warriors...
well that sounds like fun.
the fighting styles of the Sodan has
been a closely guarded secret for over
a hundred Generations...it is a shame
you will die shortly after learning
it...*throws him a staff, walks over
with own, motions* attack me...*Mitchell
leans on staff* you find me an unworthy
*picks up staff* no... its just I donít
Jolan takes a swing at Mitchell, he ducks, but Jolan sweeps his
feet out from beneath him...two kids grin shaking head, Mitchell
laughs, pulling himself up, rubs shoulder before quickly taking
a swing at Jolan, who defends every attack Mitchell makes and
then kicks him backwards
Ok...*sits up* uh...lets try that one
Mitchell gets up, attacks Jolan, who grabs his staff and goes
to hit Mitchell, Mitchell grabs his staff too but Jolan spins
them throwing Mitchell on his back.
you are slow...and undisciplined. if
you fought your opponent today you would
die without landing a single blow *throws
*lying on back* and what happens if
I refuse to fight? You just kill me?
it is an alternative you do not wish
Tealíc enters Volnek's room; food lies untouched on the table.
Dr Lam tells me you have refused to
the very odor of your food turns my
if you are to survive without your Symbiote
you require sustenance
it is only because your drug has weakened
on the contrary brother... it has freed
what do you know of freedom? hmmm? *Tealíc
raises eyebrow* you who have served
false Gods... Who chooses to live in
the squalor rather than among his own
I know I have heard stories of the Sodan
since I was but a child. Your bravery
and skill are legend among all the Jaffa.
it is because of my failure as a warrior
that I languish here now... prisoner
to a former slave and his pitiful allies.
Speak not of skill to me.
*angry* many Jaffa have fought and died
for a cause that was started by the
warriors of the Sodan!
and for what?! Instead of respecting
the traditions of our ancestors you
would only seek to lead them further
Off world, in Jaffa village, Mitchell eats, walking to a near
by bowl of water, he rotates his arm, aching. As he drinks some
water he sees a prior heading past escorted by Jaffa.
Mitchell running through some trees his passes a red cloth, turns
left. Suddenly he is knocked on to his back as if hitting something.
Jolan appears before him...
*points* that way.
blue is left. Red is right. Got it *gets
up running other way*
Once again he is knocked over a little later, as if hitting nothing.
Several shots shown of him being knocked over for going wrong
way, he stops by a blue cloth and a staff shot hits the tree
right by his hand. Jolan appears
Bastard... *runs off, Jolan running
off in other direction.*
Mitchell runs towards Jolan who is standing near an arch with
several sandbags on it. One empty.
uh...*leans on his knees* howíd I do?
well...yeah...you stop using that gadget
*goes down on one knee* I guarantee
ya Iíll do better.
a Sodan warrior must anticipate an attack
at any moment.
yeah well... where did you guys get
those things anyways *points*
the writings of our gods instructed
us on how to make many of their devices...
we use them to protect our grounds...
speaking of gods...I know this is probably
taboo...but *stands taking deep breaths*
I need to talk to your boss. That visitor
you had yesterday... Iím assuming thatís
not the first time heís been here...Iíve
met their kind before * Jolan moves
to next sandbag* theyíre bad news. Look...Iíll
do any crazy training exercise you want...*Jolan
looks at him* within reason.
finish the course in time. And Iíll
consider it *cuts hole in bag, sand
you know a bag of sand with a hole in
it is not an accurate timing device
*Jolan points* you are an evil man *runs
Much later, night. Mitchell taken to Haikon.
Iím good...*Haikon motions with head*
ok...*sits* maybe I will sit. You know
Iím starting to get an idea why you
guys attacked us. That priors telling
you that weíre enemies...
is he wrong?
you could of cut us down the second
we stepped through the gate but you
Generations of my people fought and
died under exile...praying for the day
when we could...seek the path without
recrimination...when we prayed to the
gods...did they hear us Mitchell? Did
they once give us a sign as proof of
their existence? *puts his hand down
on the Book of Origin* I know that the
Ori are not the ancients...but can their
be any doubt that they are gods? And
if they can lead us to the path of enlightenment...
how can I refuse them?
Youíre making a big mistake... these
Ori are not what you think they are...they
are not even close...
Dekeshan! *two Jaffa rush forward, Mitchell
stands* perhaps when you face your death...in
your final moments...youíll understand.
Iíve already been there... I understand
Mitchell stands without a weapon, Jolan smack staff at his foot,
but he moves it fast but Jolan gets him in his side. He dodges
next attack but is knocked on his back. Another round Mitchell
gets up again Jolan swings but Mitchell ducks, dodges a shot
to his face but Jolan hits his foot, painfully. Jolan swipes
his feet but he hops out of the way Jolan knocks him down again.
Two kids laugh...little later
You may rest now...
No Iím good lets keep going...
You are not tired?
6 weeks airborne training at fore benning
thatís tired...this is nothing...come
on. If I wanna survive this kel shack
low thing Iím gonna need a hell of a
lot more that youíre teaching me...quit
pussy footing around and stop holding
back! Lets Go!
*nods, grabs another staff* you believe
the staff is what makes you strong.
*throws him staff, swinging at him,
Mitchell dodges them then blocks Jolan's
stick and his swipe to his head with
his hand.* the crantoe is nothing but
an extension of your body. *pulls away*
no true warrior depends on a weapon
for strength or advantage...
see...thatís what Iím talking about.
*throws him bottle* drink.
*drinks, spits* Iím not going to get
used to this stuff...
were it not for my teas you would have
died many days ago.
it was self defense you know...the Jaffa
I killed... it was him or me...
it does not matter...the blood has been
spilled our laws decree you must answer
so who was he?
His name was Volnek...a most skilled
look...for what its worth... *Jolan
looks at him* thereís nothing I can
say is there...
no. *walks over to him*
so...who do I fight?
Lord Haikon will determine that on the
eve of your battle...usually it is the
closest blood kin to the slain warrior
right... and the next of kin is just
a tough as he was. Do I stand a chance?
*Jolan raises eyebrow* never mind. I
promise Iíll die well and all that jazz...
but before I kick it...I gotta ask...you
buying what these priors are selling?
lord Haikon has led us for more that
a hundred years...he knows what is best
for us all...
yeah yeah look I get it...you are a
team player...Iím asking...what do you
it is not my place to questing Haikonís
judgment...nor is it yours...
well somebody better...because if you
guys follow the Ori...all of you traditions...your
crantoe staffs...your precious paths...your
tasty beverages...its all going down
Enough! Weíre finished for the day.
Volnek sitting at a table, handcuffed, airman on door, Tealíc
walking around him, Jackson, Carter and Landry watching from
you say a prior has come to the Sodan...and
you have decided to follow the word
of the Ori...
I walk the path of our true gods--
The Ori are not gods!! What did the
prior promise you? A place of honor
at his side? As heralds for your new
masters? This prior will have you hunt
down and kill all Jaffa who refuse to
follow the path of origin...that is
the path you walk...I will learn the
codes of the ancient transporter...no
matter how long it takes. *Volnek smirks*
this is going no where... two weeks
and he hasnít given us so much as a
well...its understandable sir most Jaffa
will never break under normal interrogation
not to mention the Sodan are a elite
group of warriors...Iím sure their minds
are trained to withstand a lot worse...
what about the device...*both look at
we havenít made much progress Iím afraid...
it seems the code preventing us from
using it is rigged to some sort of defense
mechanism. Dr lee received a few nasty
volts while trying to implement an override.
how is he?
*whispers* Dr Lam says the feeling should
return to his legs in a few days...
*sighs stands* meanwhile the international
committee is keeping score of all the
resources weíre using to try and find
Mitchell...science teams...orbital scans
all of them coming up empty certainly
doesnít look good...
another few days and theyíll tell us
to shut down search and rescue operations...
shut it down? *Jackson stands*
Sir...with all due respect...in the
past we have spent months searching
for our people in the field... we canít
just stop looking
what sheís saying sir is...weíve never
left a man behind...
Iím more that familiar with the concept
Dr Jackson...give me something I can
use...soon... or the next paperwork
I fill out will declare Mitchell MIA.
Haikon in ceremonial gear. Talking to a group of his people,
the prior beside him... he turns to the prior and bows, the others
following his example, Jolan there, he hesitates, frowning then
does the same.
Haikon at his desk, Mitchell runs up, the Jaffa raise their weapons
to stop him.
I just need a minute!
let him pass...
*the Jaffa lower their weapons, he enters*
thank you. Ok Iíll make this quick...
that prior represents a race of ancients...yes.
But believe me when I tell you they
are not the ancients you wanna worship...
the prior has healed our sick...caused
our crops to grow as if by magic. Why
should I doubt the power of the Ori?
look...their power is not what you should
question...its how they use it...anyone
refuses to worship them and they die...and
Iím not talking about a few non believers
here and there...Iím talking about whole
planets wiped out.
and I should simply take your word for
you want to believe my people are godless
and inferior... go right ahead...but
we have never needed proof of our godís
existence in order to believe in them...
faith...it was your faith that sustained
you for 5,000 years...not the ancients
themselves...donít throw your history
away for a bag full of magic tricks...
Jolan and Mitchell, battling once again, but Mitchell talking
as he blocks Haikons attacks.
admit it Haikon has totally lost his
mind. *Mitchellís blocks all Jolanís
attacks, Jolan stops*
a warrior can not talk and fight at
the same time. A fact you refuse to
Mitchell sings first, Jolan blocking his attack, as each swings
at each other, both with their staffs and hands the stack is
You may provide a challenge to your
opponent after all Mitchell...
followed by my violent death... of course
*walks over to get bottle of team*
to my inevitable demise *drinks*
why do you do this?
train this hard? *Mitchell throws bottle
at him* these are the last days of your
life... I would think you would spend
more time in reflection...*drinks
well all I know is... the moment you
accept your fate thatís when youíre
as good as dead...til then all bets
you cannot survive kelíshakílo
well no offence but...Iíve endured things
I wasnít suppose to survive before and...Iím
how can you be certain... the prior
because Iíve seen entire planets wiped
out because they refused to follow the
Ori. Look Iím not trying to tell you
what to think... but if everything I
believed was being threatened... Iíd
wanna know... Jolan...youíre people
shouldnít suffer for their faith.
Volnek fiddling with Cuffs, doors open Jackson walking in followed
save your words...I am not in the mood...
we know how you feel...but were not
here to talk.
you require evidence that the Ori are
not to be interested. *another Jaffa
this is Tassían...one of the founders
of a free Jaffa settlement on a planet
many families came to live there to
enjoy the freedom that they fought so
hard to achieve...
he is Sodan?
tell him what happened...
a month ago...a man came through the
Chappíai... he called himself a prior...he
told us of powerful gods called the
Ori who he claimed would give us protection...and
show us the path to enlightenment...and
he left. He later returned...told us
we had to make a choice...follow the
Ori...or be destroyed...we chose to
he dialed the chappíai...and merely
placed his staff in the ground in front
of it...then the earth shook...with
a fierceness I have never seen nor heard
of before...in moments our cities were
leveled... hundreds of our people...wiped
out...in an instant.
Enough...of these lies. You expect me
to take the word of this sorry excuse
for a Jaffa?
I witnessed the destruction with my
own eyes! Heed my words brother... if
a prior visits your world. Leave.
Mitchell and Jolan let to Haikon by two Jaffa, they stand before
him, a small crowd gathers below.
* hits a gong* you have spilled the
blood of a Sodan warrior...human. Do
you deny it?
no. but it wasnít *glances at Jolan...*
no I donít deny it.
If any blood kin...of the warrior seek
recompense let him step forward now.
*Steps forward* I seek it
in the name of Volnek of Geshrel, my
Around a circle Jolan and Mitchell stand before each other, an
audience gathered round.
may the blood spilled here today...settle
this debt...once and for all. You may
may you die well
They both getting into fighting stance. Jolan takes the first
swing, Mitchell dodging it, again, their weapons meet, Mitchell
pushing Jolan off. They circle each other...Jolan swings again,
Mitchell ducks then Jumps as Jolan swipes his feet, Mitchell
blocks another swing but Jolan kicks him in his stomach dropping
him to his knees. He stands quickly Jolan swinging at both sides,
Mitchell blocks him and punches Jolan in the face twice then
kicks him off...Mitchell takes a swing Jolan blocks it, twice
more and Mitchell knocks Jolan to his back, but Jolan cuts his
leg. Mitchell cries out in pain dropping as he looks up his vision
blurs...his movements sloppy as Jolan knocks the weapon from
his hand, spins him until he is trapped with in the stick and
Jolan chokes him. After much struggling...Mitchell gets Dazed...and
dies. Jolan releases him and he drops. Haikon walks over places
his hand on Mitchellís chest. Heís not breathing
The Human is dead. blood of the Sodan
has been avenged.
He fought and died a warrior my lord...It
is only fitting he be given the right
Very well... *waves but Jolan stops
With your permission my lord...I would
like to take care of it myself...
A view of the Sky as Mitchell wakes, groaning... Jolan sits close
I was afraid you would not wake...
oh huh...well...maybe I shouldnít have...
*sits up* how long was I...
7? I thought it was only suppose to
I may have inadvertently made the lexa
yeah...oh *laughs* yeah thatís going
to leave a scar...so did it work?
it was most effective. They believe
you are dead
well done bones. *Jolan throws him a
confused look* never mind. So...where
does this leave you?
if the prior intends to mislead the
Sodan as you say...then I am his enemy
it may be too late to convince him of
his mistake...but there are several
other warriors who feel as I do...we
will continue to walk the path of the
Sodan...until the others see the error
of their ways...
well for what its worth... you wonít
walk alone. *they give each other slight
Landryís office. A knock at the door.
come. *Jackson enters* howíd it go?
not well...even after we showed him
video footage of the damage...Volnek
still refuses to believe that the Ori
are responsible for what happened on
whatís he doing now?
nothing. He hasnít said a word since
which puts us back to square one.
yeah basically... Tealíc seems to think
showing more of the dam--*alarms go
UNSCHEDULED OFFWORLD ACTIVATION!
Landry and Jackson head into control room.
What have we got chief?
receiving an IDC sir...its colonel Mitchell...
I would never do that sir.
Door to Volnekís lock up opens, Tealíc enters.
You have a visitor.
*Jumps up as Mitchell enters* You!
Yeah I thought you were dead too...
Oh we have unfinished business
Just take it easy...
You shot me!
You shot me first.
I will have vengeance.
You. Will listen. Brother *Volnek takes
a deep breath, Mitchell nods to Tealíc*
I know that you think weíre enemies.
And right now...it doesnít matter if
we become allies...what matters is that
you understand the truth.
Landry watching from control room as the Gate dials. Volnek and
Mitchell waiting at the base of the ramp.
You are fortunate my brother drugged
you. You would never have survived the
donít know...took you down pretty good.
You were lucky...
*Gate Kawooshes* Granting my freedom
changes nothing Mitchell...*heads up
ramp turns back* we will meet again.
Looking forward to it.
Volnek nods and steps through Gate.