SG-1 is at Jack’s house, and Daniel is a bit drunk. Daniel is balancing an orange on the top of his beer bottle. Carter hands Teal’c a glass of fruit juice, then sits, beer in hand. They are in the middle of a conversation.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: So wrong. It’s the perfect analogy. Burns as Goa’uld.
Teal’c: They are merely animated characters, O’Neill.
Jack: You’re so shallow.
Dr. Daniel Jackson: Oh please, Teal’c’s like one of the deepest people I know, he’s sooo deep. [animated] Come, come on, tell them how deep you are. You’ll be lucky if you understand this.
Teal’c:[lifts one eyebrow] My depth is immaterial to this conversation.
Daniel: Oooh! So deep!
Jack: No more beer for you.
[Daniel’s smile disappears.]
Major Samatha Carter: I’m sorry, Sir, but I have to agree. I don’t see the connection.
Jack: Alright, that does it. You know the entire VHS collection was going to one of you? It’s going to Siler, he gets it.
[There is another knock at the door.]
Jack: Thank God, pizza.
[O’Neill goes to answer the door. He opens it to find General George Hammond standing there.]
Jack: Well, you’re not the usual delivery boy.