SCENE: Briefing Room
Hammond: I've been discussing the situation with Selmak and Major Carter. The Tok'ra have formally requested our assistance.
Jack: Yes sir! When do we leave?
Hammond: Based upon our predictions, Anubis should be forced to shut his gate off in approximately twelve minutes. Then the next window will come in fifty minutes. Selmak's Tok'ra will dial the other base to occupy the stargate; meanwhile, we will assault Anubis's base.
Jack: That's suicide! Ahem ... Sir.
Carter: Normally it would be, but Anubis is using a regular stargate, with a DHD. That means he has to physically have a Jaffa there dialing the base every single time; what we're going to do is send a UAV through, and use it to target a nuclear-tipped missile -- something small, a few tons, something like a SADM -- at the DHD. We'll follow this with blind grenade launches through the gate, and random minigun strafing. During this time, more missiles get launched through. These rocket up to the high stratosphere and loiter, dropping down if anything without an ID beacon starts moving. That should buy us enough time to get through the gate.
Teal'c: Most Goa'uld move their Stargates to an enclosed area.
Hammond: In that case, the UAV crashes immediately. We send the missile through and shut down. A confined nuclear blast, if it doesn't destroy the DHD or whatever mechanism Anubis is using to launch the stepper, will render the room so radioactive even Jaffa won't be able to get anything done before they die. But just to be on the safe side we also have a few canisters of nerve gas ready, which we'll vent into the gate shortly after the missile. Any more questions?
Daniel: Yeah ... aren't we ... well, nuclear missiles and nerve gas seem ... like overkill for gate?
Jack: No. General, where are we getting all this hardware from?
Carter: Siler and his gang are already remounting warheads onto our standard missile motors. The loiter missiles will be UAVs with a few warheads strapped on. We've always had the nerve gas in storage, and the grenade launchers and machine guns are in the armory.
Hammond: The President has deemed this mission a top priority.
Jack: So anything we want, we get?
Carter: More or less.
Jack: Great. How about the studio tapes for the Simpsons?
Teal'c: What are these Simpsons that you refer to so often?
Daniel: They're a bunch of nonexistent idiots who get themselves arrested or otherwise in trouble every night.
Teal'c: An admirable example for rebels.
Jack: Excuse me? One [index finger] we're not rebels. To be rebelling against the Goa'uld you have to be one of their conquered planets ... which we are not. The fact that we engage in espionage, sabotage, active warfare, AND plot to wipe each other out every now and then is irrelevant. Two [middle finger up too] Simpsons are not just nonexistent idiots. Although they do get in trouble every night.
Hammond [looking a bit ticked]: Well, you have your orders. Dismissed!
Daniel: They are too just nonexistent idiots!
Jack: Are not!
Daniel: Are too!
Jack: Are not!
Daniel: Are too!
Carter: Doesn't it scare you sometimes, Teal'c, to think that these are the people who have to regularly save the world?
Jack and Daniel continue arguing in background, Hammond looks really ticked.
Teal'c [after a moment of contemplation]: Indeed. To quell these fears I must sometimes resort to a deep kel'no'reem.
Carter: Gentlemen!
Jack: Carter! You know the Simpsons --
Carter: I don't care! We have a mission.
Jack: Mission. Oh. Right.
Daniel: Thank you!
Hammond [rather loudly]: Yes, you all have a mission. In ... 35 minutes! Dismissed!
Jack: Yes sir.
SCENE: Gate Room
Jack: Ok, Pierce, lay down some cover fire for us. I want the napalm ... Carter, where the hell is my napalm?!
Siler [enters lugging what looks like a large bomb with five other people]: Napalm, sir!
Jack: Siler, how are we getting that through the gate?
Siler: Just roll it, sir! We added a bit of solder to the barometer, red-shifted the radar emitter --
Jack: And?
Siler: Well, we modified the guidance system --
Jack: Siler! Will it make a lotta lotta fire and get all over the place!
Siler: Yes sir.
Jack: All I needed to know. Ok, Pierce, as I was saying, once the missile blows, lay down some cover fire for us. The UAV should get you a bead on the DHD; put a few gunners to target that especially, you can't see it but the bullets'll hit just fine, and just sweep the whole damn place. Grenades ... Carter, where the hell are my grenades?
Carter: We scrubbed them sir. A dedicated grenade launcher needs a high, indirect trajectory, and a rifle-mounted grenade launcher doesn't have the range.
Jack: Oh. [looks at his P90] Okay, team. Let's go!
SCENE: Gate Control Room
Davis: Dialing the Anubis address. Chevron one coded, chevron two, three, four, five, six, chevron seven locked. UAV away.
UAV enters the gate.
Davis: Establishing link ... the gate is outdoors, some sort of meadow, I'd guess, surrounded by woods. Sir, [turns slightly] they have some sort of forcefield generator in place. I don't know its resolution, but if it can trap even a portion of the blast ...
Hammond [grimly]: SG-1 will take lethal dosages within seconds.
Davis: Yes sir.
Pause
Hammond: Launch the missile.
Davis: Yes sir. Weapon away.
Camera pans out the windows, where men have dropped their blast shields even as the tail of the rocket is still visible entering the gate, and are rushing to take up their positions. SG-1 remains at the side.
M2: Sir, requesting permission to initiate primary bombardment!
Hammond [voiceover]: Granted.
Davis [voiceover]: The real-time video footage from the UAV are on the monitors above you.
M2 [as Davis speaks]: Fire at will! Squad one, DHD! Squad two, left field, squad three center, squad four right.
The Marine let rip, and believe me, do they let rip! Machine guns, rifles, and rifle-mounted grenade launchers even though according to Carter they're useless.
SCENE: Anubis's Gate
A giant Anubis head is floating over a hellish plain. All the trees are charred, bent over away from the force of the blast, and the ground is burnt black. There are small lumpish mounds of dust here and there, and bits of twisted metal. Directly behind the gate, in a sort of triangle, where the gate deflected the blast, is a less damaged area. Directly in front of the gate is a large bulky machine covered in shimmering, transparent sheeting (think red Glad/Saran Wrap), entirely undamaged.
Anubis: Jaffa kree! Ol'mak ananjag et yruun!
Three Jaffa charge forward, toward the machine. They grab it and are about to drag it back when the bombardment starts. The Jaffa are blasted off their feet, twitching in midair before falling back down. A grenade explodes against the machine; the Saran Wrap flashes a brighter red around the impact, but nothing else happens.
Anubis: Jaffa ananjag et yruun malik!
The Jaffa start creeping forward, staff weapons at ready.
SCENE: Gate Room
Jack: Let's go!
He and Carter approach from the left side, Teal'c and Daniel from the right. They form up at the ramp.
Jack: The minute we're through, launch the loiter UAV and lay down some cover.
Hammond [PA]: God speed, SG-1.
Jack: Go, go, go!
They charge forward and dive (literally, a horizontal swan dive into the gate) through.
SCENE: Anubis's Gate
The SG-1 erupt from the gate, tumbling neatly and rolling off to the sides. A fresh barrage of weapons fire comes from the gate, slaughtering the Jaffa.
Anubis: Jaffa kree bannyacht ek el'enak!
The Jaffa start shooting wildly at SG-1, who return fire, crouching by the gate. Three Jaffa run forward and duck under the Saran Wrap; they start fiddling with the controls. A panel lifts in the front of the Saran Wrap, and a long tube starts extending from the machine.
Jack: Carter! Is that tube a good thing?
Carter: Sir, it might be how they're sending the stepper through! [shoots]
The tube stops just an inch from the rippling event horizon.
Anubis [spinning in midair]: Human! Surrender, or Earth dies!
Jack: A+ delivery, D- creativity, Anubis!
Carter: Sir ...
Anubis: Jaffa kree aht! [hand pops up next to head, Jaffa stop shooting] Mehnan dohj. Watch as your foolish friends sicken and die.
Teal'c: Anubis, you are the foolish one. [aims and shoots through the tiny little open area the tube is poking through. The staff bolt bounces off inside the Saran Wrap and kills the Jaffa operating the machine.]
Anubis: Jaffa dohj! [one of the other two Jaffa moves over and keeps working]
Jack: Jaffa dodge this! ["walks" his P90's fire through the ground under the head. Sparks fly, and the Anubis head disappears] Go!
SG-1 retreats, putting down cover fire against the Jaffa, who are now charging forward recklessly. They make it to what's left of the tree line, and flop down behind a low ridge, intending to make a stand.
Daniel: Teal'c, why aren't we getting ambushed from the rear right about now?
Jack: What, you complaining?
Teal'c: Anubis may not have been expecting an attack; it would not be logical for him to surround a gate on his own world.
Jack: Okay, cut the chatter. Why isn't Anubis pursuing [pans and zooms to show the Jaffa getting pinned again by fire from the stargate, then focuses back on Jack] no, never mind that, what is he sending through the gate? This is an incoming wormhole.
Carter: Well, according to Dad [blush] ahem, Selmak, this stepper doesn't wholly exist in our universe. So it may display certain waveform properties that allow it to travel a wormhole regardless of the orientation.
Jack: Okay, we're not letting him send any uranium to Earth. How is that machine protected? That Saran Wrap stuff?
Teal'c: It may be an imbued carrier-matrix laminate.
Blank looks.
Teal'c: It is an extremely sophisticated technology that Apophis was researching. A force field attached to a physical sheet, allowing for greater manipulation. It was rumored that he found fragmentary tablets from the Ancients.
Daniel: I'm thinking the tablets Anubis found weren't quite so fragmentary.
Jack: Yeah. Weaknesses?
Teal'c: I know very little of it. Apophis was extremely secretive at times.
Carter: We should move now that Anubis is pinned.
They flee. A jaffa spots them and sends a few bolts over their shoulders.
SCENE: Gate Control Room
Hammond: Close the wormhole and dial the primary Tok'ra base.
Davis: Yes sir.
M2: Wait! [belatedly] sir.
He runs up, pushes about five grenades through the center of the event horizon, then comes down.
Hammond: Okay, close it.
Davis: Yes sir.
SCENE: Anubis's Gate
A side view of the gate, with the tube about two inches away and slowly retracting. Suddenly, five grenades pop out of the gate, and shoot straight into the tube. A Jaffa puts down another vocume, and Anubis's head pops back up. One grenade clips the rim and bounces out. A moment later the tube explodes. Fire spurts from five vents spaced around the tube where it joins the machine. The Jaffa don't look happy.
Anubis [yelling angrily]: Jaffa kree! FIND THOSE HUMANS AT ALL COSTS! TAKE WHATEVER MEN YOU NEED!
1st Prime: Yes, Lord! Jaffa, comb through the woods that way. Triangular formation, three-meter spacing. Kreln'yk, summon the other Jaffa and search outwards from the base.
Jaffa [from inside the Saran Wrap]: Lord, the feedback vents shunted the blast aside before it reached the machine. However, the delivery tube is destroyed.
SCENE: Corridor
Fraiser: General! General, you have to stop using the gate.
Hammond: Doctor, we have several teams off-world, one of them right on Anubis's world.
Fraiser: General, when I reported the cream turned into pure naquadah I was mistaken. Inside the naquadah are pockets and veins of the original cream.
She hands over a photograph. It looks like a small crusty cyborg-microbe.
Hammond: What is this?
Fraiser: A picture, sir. From the cream sample, under a microscope. It's a microbe of some sort, built primarily from naquadah. The gate seems to be a catalyst for its growth. Small smears of stepped naquadah I scraped off the gate after Selmak made his arrival and his calls contained these traces of cream too, and their growth [hands him another photo with lots of microbes] is far more advanced.
Hammond: Are you sure?
Fraiser: I left a bit of cream on the gate, then put another sample onto a bit of naquadah, with all variables except the opening of the gate controlled. The sample in my lab didn't grow at all. This is what happened to the gate sample. [third photo, sorta like a picture of sand] That's low magnification, sir. I have no idea what this thing is, and until the gate can be decontaminated, we cannot risk more travel.
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