Colonel Jack O’Neill: I just woke up, haven’t had coffee, let alone a pee in seven days, and I find out you stole my ass and made a… mini me.
Archive for August 2008
Major Samantha Carter: Navigation?
Colonel Jack O’Neill: Check.
Sam: Oxygen, pressure, temperature control?
Jack: All check.
Sam: Inertial Dampeners?
Jack: Cool!… and check.
Sam: Engines?
Jack: All Check. Phasers?
Sam: [smiling] Sorry sir. All systems operational.
General George Hammond: Colonel Checkov feels that as a symbol of our joint efforts, a Russian officer should be assigned to join SG-1.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: Over my rotting corpse, Sir.
Hammond: Colonel…
Jack: I’m sorry, did I say that out loud?
Hammond: I said I would discuss it with you and that I was sure you would give it some careful thought.
Jack: And that I will, General, but I’m still pretty sure I’ll say…’bite me’.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: I was sure that was an Asprin I took this morning.
Dr. Daniel Jackson: Jack it’s really me. It’s me. You have to help. You have to find the Eye of Ra before Anubis does. I mean keep it, hide it, destroy it, whatever. It doesn’t matter. We don’t have much time.
Jack: Hey, Daniel. How you doin’? Long time. How are things in the higher planes?
[Daniel turns away from O’Neill, grimaces, then turns back.]
Daniel: Hey Jack, long time no see. H…h…h…how you doing?
Jack: Fine, just fine.
Daniel: The knees? The back? Everything’s…
Jack: Oh you know, kind of weather contingent actually.
Daniel: Right, right, right, right, so, what’s new?
Jack: Uhm…actually a funny thing happened to me, today. I’m riding an elevator and an old friend of mine, someone who never calls, never writes…
[Daniel rolls his eyes.]
Jack: …just shows up and tells me all about this very important and apparently urgent mission that needs my attention.
Dr. Daniel Jackson: I’m not allowed to interfere.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: You’re interfering right now.
Daniel: No, I’m not.
Jack: Yes, you are.
Daniel: No, I’m not. I am consoling a friend.
Ba’al: I am Ba’al.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: That’s it? Just Ball? As in bocce?
Colonel Jack O’Neill: But we also saved your little grey butts from the Replicators, and now we want your help. I’m not asking you to change the course of their cultural development! Just fix the damn sun! No one’ll know. [waving his hand in front of him] We won’t tell.
Chief Archon: Unfortunately, we cannot.
Jack: Okay, at the risk of sounding like the petulant inferior race…why not?
[The Asgard talk amongst themselves in their own language.]
Dr Daniel Jackson: [worried] “Little Grey Butts.”
Major Samantha Carter: Yeah.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: I have great confidence in you Carter. Go on back to the SGC and… confuse Hammond.
[Major Carter answers the front door to find O’Neill and TEAL’C, in a cowboy hat, waiting for her.]
Major Samantha Carter: Hey guys, what are you doing here?
Colonel Jack O’Neill: We brought pizza and a movie.
Teal’c: Star Wars.
Jack: He’s seen it, what? Eight times?
Teal’c: Nine.
Jack: Nine times. If Teal’c likes it, it’s gotta be okay.
Sam: You’ve never seen Star Wars?
Jack: Well, you know me and sci-fi.
Dr. Svetlana Markov: We’re going to have to jump.
[Daniel looks at O’Neill, panicked.]
Dr. Daniel Jackson: Out of the plane?
[Teal’c looks unsure and Major Carter closes her eyes at the thought.]
Svetlana: I’m going, with or without you, Colonel.
Colonel JackO’Neill: I suppose you expect my male bravado to kick in right about now?
Svetlana: I’ve read your file.