An excerpt of Major Carter's Debrief after their return to Earth:
"What exactly had happened? I'm not sure. How long had it been? I should have taken better note of such things but for a while everything was such a blur. We gated to that wretched little planet P8X-925 with that mob of people. It was a mission to resettle refugee led by Colonel O'Neill, with Teal'c, Daniel Jackson and myself. Sure they were hungry and homeless but they didn't ask, they demanded.
I'm sure you know all of this, sir.
They weren't the independent type that wanted to do for themselves; no, they wanted the SGC to provide for them and they would sit there and starve before lifting a finger to help themselves. They did manage to spend most of their energy whining and complaining. In the midst of the crowd of demanding people was Jack, Colonel O'Neill; he was at wits end. Teal'c was looking down his rather regal nose at their indolent attitude. And Daniel was struggling to understand their dialect. I was trying to keep them from stealing everything that wasn't nailed to the MALP. So, none of us noticed at first. Truth be told it was a very noisy, very vocal bunch, so much so the first few staff blasts went unnoticed except, I assume, by those they hit. Then there was panic, screaming and shouting. Someone dialed the gate. I didn't know, at first, if it wasn't one of us, one of SG-1. But the gate opened and terrified people streamed through. We got separated, I was pushed through to god knows where, with maybe thirty others all pushing and shoving. Then I heard him calling me.
"Carter, Carter."
Before I could get to Colonel O'Neill the police came. They had dogs and truncheons and they wanted us gone. We were force out of the plaza the Stargate was located in and directed to the slums. The colonel was beaten for objecting and demanding to speak to the authorities. I grabbed his arm, yanked him to his feet and we ran. Well he hobbled as best he could.
He had a black eye, the scar over his left eye was opened again and there was a gash in his leg. He said it made him look tough and we were probably going to need it. He knew, too, that Daniel and Teal'c had not been among the group that wound up here, wherever here was. But if they were in the hands of the Jaffa, we didn't know. It ate at him."
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Jack had given his testimony earlier in the day and could not get their first days on the planet out of his mind. They didn't give up attempting to reach the Stargate after their unexpected arrival and immediate expulsion for the plaza. They licked their wounds; yes, Carter had been bruised and bloody too, got the lay of the land, set up a camp and reconnoitered. They knew when every watch changed, how many men were assigned to each watch, and just how close a civilian could get to the gate without drawing a lethal response. For all their reconnaissance there was minimal return. There were too many soldiers guarding the Stargate with too many weapons and the coils of razor wire barricading the southern slumward entrance didn't help. Anyone approaching within 100 yards of the plaza was toast, man, woman or child - no warning, just bullets. As difficult as the next few days or weeks would be he was glad to be home.