Jack stared at the chart in front of him before glancing up. "All right, Carter, so that's Plan A?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Scrap it."
"Sir?"
"Jack?"
"O'Neill?"
"If you see something wrong with the plan, sir—" Sam began.
"Nope, nothing's wrong with it. But why waste time? We know Plan A is going be FUBAR." He leaned forward and folded his arms on the table. "So, what's Plan B? We'll do that one first so we'll skip the whole 'Plan A didn't work' scenario." Jack nodded decisively.
Daniel and Sam eyed each other while Teal'c stared stoically in the distance.