Khordib: He is Jaffa.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: No, but he plays one on TV.
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Colonel Jack O’Neill: [Daniel, human again after being ascended, has no recollection of who he is] You were a member of my team, SG-1. You’re a friend of mine. Last year, you died.
Dr. Daniel Jackson: I’m dead?
Jack: Obviously not. You just sort of died. Actually, you…ascended to a higher plane of existence. Last time I saw you, you were helping us fight Anubis.
Daniel: Anubis?
Jack: Yeah. Kind of an over-the-top, cliché bad guy. Black cloak, oily skin, kind of spooky. Anyway, obviously since then, you’ve retaken human form, somehow. I- (He stops and shakes his head.) Actually, I can understand how this might sound a bit unusual…
Daniel: A bit? …
Shamda: No one can be a friend if you know not whether to trust them.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: Don’t judge a book by its cover.
Shamda: Enemies promises were made to be broken.
Jack: And yet, honesty is the best policy.
Shamda: He that has too many friends has none.
Jack: Ah, but birds of a feather…
Shamda: I’m unfamiliar with that story. What lesson does it teach?
Jack: It has to do with flocking…and togetherness…and…to be honest, I’m not that familiar with the particulars myself. The point is, we’re not your enemy. Give us a chance to prove it.
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.
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.