We're almost through.
OK, now push it!
Push!
Would you look at this?!
Many suspected there was another chamber,
but the Mexican government wouldn't let us dig to confirm it till now.
What's this?
It looks like a sarcophagus.
Burial chambers in Mayan temple mounds are very rare.
Here.
Look for glyphs, pictographs.
Something to give us a hint who's inside.
Hieroglyphics!
My God!
They're Egyptian!
That doesn't make any sense. Egyptian hieroglyphics in a Mayan temple?
I read a journal article once by a young archaeologist. What was his name?
Uh... Dr Jackson.
Dr Daniel Jackson.
He was laughed right out of academia for his preposterous ideas about...
a connection between various ancient civilisations.
Maybe Dr Jackson was onto something. I recognise one of these pictographs.
It's of the goddess Hathor.
The Egyptian goddess.
Where is Ra?
I assume you mean the god Ra?
- You are not Goa'uld. - What's that?
Dr Kleinhouse and his associates were Killed brutally.
The authorities suspected crypt robbers, going after a burial vault with this.
And who thought to send it here?
Uh, Dr Kleinhouse's other associates.
They recognised the significance of an Egyptian sarcophagus in a Mayan temple.
Since I was the only one to ever research cross-pollination of ancient cultures,
they tracked me down.
- I know this thing. - Yeah. I recognise it, too.
- It's like that thing on Ra's ship that... - Brought Sha're and I back to life.
- Well, how could it be? - I don't know.
But if it does belong to a Goa'uld, it would explain why no one's in it,
and why it has Egyptian hieroglyphs on it instead of Mayan.
- General Hammond, sir. - What is it, Airman?
Sir, a person was just arrested for attempting an unauthorised entrance.
Happens every now and then. Let the police handle him.
It's a her, sir. Major Lowel thought you'd want to talk to her.
Why?
Sir, she knew the Stargate was here.
Sirs.
Ma'am, I'm General Hammond, US Air Force.
- Yes? - And you are?
We are Hathor.
You would be wise to unbind us and kneel before your goddess.
Hello.
- Hathor? - Yes.
Have you heard of her?
Hathor was the Egyptian goddess of fertility, inebriety and music.
- Sex, drugs and rock'n'roll? - In a manner of speaking, yeah.
Um, are the cuffs absolutely necessary?
Surprised we didn't chain her to the bed, too.
What's she gonna do? Beat us up?
I'm sorry about that.
Thank you.
Your efforts shall not go unrewarded.
So, Ms Hathor,
would you mind telling us why you were trying to get into this facility?
- We were drawn to the Chaapa-ai. - Chaapa-ai?
That's what your monk buddies on Chulak call the Stargate.
Um, yes. It's also Abydonian and ancient Egyptian.
- What makes you think it's here, ma'am? - We were drawn to it.
"We"?
Where is Ra?
- Rais... - Dr Jackson! Need to know.
Ra... Ra is a myth.
He doesn't actually exist.
Miss... Hathor,
what made you think this Chaapa-ai was here?
The Chaapa-ai was what gave power to our father and our husband.
Who's she talking about?
Um, Hathor was both the daughter and wife of Ra in Egyptian mythology,
until Ra was said to have corrupted her.
- We were not corrupted! - Of course. No disrespect intended.
- We are the mother of all pharaohs. - Of course we are!
General.
Why don't we call County Mental Health?
See if we can find a nice little rubber room for the lady.
Crazy or not, I wanna know what she knows.
Dr Jackson, see what you can find out but don't tell her anything she doesn't know.
OK.
You, with the crown of marble!
She might mean you, sir.
- You are the ruler here? - Yes, ma'am.
- May we take your hand? - Why?
We wish to kiss it. To bless you with fertility and joy.
- Well, you can't pass that up, sir. - Yes, I can.
Sir, it might help me if you play into her delusions,
just to keep her talking.
Now...
- Where is Ra? - Ra, your husband?
Where... is... Ra?
I hate to be the one to tell you, but Ra is dead.
- How? - He was killed.
This is wonderful.
- It is? - How did he die?
Uh... We killed him.
Then we owe you our gratitude indeed.
Perhaps we should choose you to be our new beloved.
Together...
we should celebrate.
Come.
Do we really think anyone'll believe that woman
if she goes around blabbing about a "Stargate"?
I have a hard time believing this woman on 73rd
who talks about these devil people that live in her hair.
Though she could use some conditioner.
Is not the question... how does she know of the Stargate?
- Dr Jackson's figuring that out now. - I believe I have figured that out, sir.
She knows a lot. Either she's studied her Egyptian mythology very carefully or...
- Or what, Dr Jackson? - Or she's actually lived it.
- Meaning? - She's a Goa'uld, sir.
What?
How is she a Goa'uld?
She could not have come through the Stargate.
She's been imprisoned in stasis on Earth for almost 2,000 years.
Is mental illness contagious?
General Hammond, I think she is Hathor.
- Or the Goa'uld that took on her persona. - Back up. Did you say she's a Goa'uld?
Yes. She feels indebted to us for killing Ra,
who she was trying to stop from enslaving Earth.
See, she's always been a friend of humanity.
Hathor was a much-loved goddess.
- Are you saying she wants to help us? - Yes.
To defeat Apophis and protect us from other evil Goa'ulds.
You bought into all this?
General, I'd like permission to have Hathor come down here and debrief us.
Whoa, Danny! I don't think so.
General.
I think you sense what I do.
Hathor is a friend.
Yes, I do believe that. Bring her down.
- Are you kidding? - Whoa, General!
Colonel!
- Sir, are you sure? - Yes, Colonel.
General.
I have served the Goa'uld. I have yet to meet a good one.
Maybe that's because you served the wrong one.
Sir, at least close the blast door so she can't see the gate.
We thank you for allowing us in your court.
You're welcome.
We would appreciate a drink from your water.
Colonel.
General?
Colonel, water for the lady.
Yes. Of course, sir.
You are the one who is responsible for destroying the vile one Ra.
I would be the one.
For you... we will for ever hold a special place...
here.
Well, that's... very special.
Thank you.
She is a Goa'uld.
Jaffa.
In service to Apophis, the Serpent. Vile creature that he is.
I am no longer in the service of Apophis.
We despise all that Ra, Apophis and their kind do and believe.
It's all right.
So does Teal'c.
Then your enemy is our enemy.
Together we can defeat them.
I will serve no Goa'uld.
- What do you say, General? - I say we make the lady comfortable
and welcome her.
General, sir, I have a problem with this.
Hathor,
this is Captain Carter.
You are an exceedingly beautiful woman.
Thank you. So are you.
General Hammond, I believe we should keep Ms Hathor under house arrest until...
- Don't be impolite, Captain! - Impolite? She's a Goa'uld.
She is a guest of this facility.
General, this doesn't make any sense. Colonel O'Neill?
I am in command of this facility, Captain, not Colonel O'Neill. Is that understood?
- But, sir... - Understood?
Well, sir, with respect,
it seems this woman has all you guys under some sort of spell or something.
Are you questioning my orders, Captain?
Yes, sir, I guess I am.
Colonel, are you gonna back me up?
Yes, Captain.
If I see that there's a problem.
Thank you, Colonel.
Now, if you'll follow me,
I would be honoured to give you a tour of our facility.
This is the guest quarters.
This will do fine.
We'll post a couple of guards outside.
Guards?
To protect us or...
to protect everyone else?
- Colonel. - Sir?
Let's forget the guards.
Are you sure, General?
You can trust us, Colonel.
Oh, that's not in question, ma'am.
But it is our policy to secure... all quarters.
Of course, um...
The guards probably aren't necessary.
Our thanks to you.
I suppose we should let you get some...
rest.
Yes.
Dr Jackson.
Please remain. We have other questions.
Sure.
It is time that you become our chosen one.
Chosen one?
Will you always honour us?
- Yes. - Would you... die for us?
Die...
Yes.
- Colonel, here you are. - Here I am, Captain.
I wanted to have a word with you, sir, about Hathor, if you don't mind.
- Fascinating lady, isn't she? - A little too fascinating, don't you think?
What do you mean?
Well, sir, she seems to have you all so... infatuated.
- Us all? - Yes, sir. The men.
Don't you think it's dangerous to give a Goa'uld royal treatment?
- Relax, Captain. She's on our side. - So she says.
Captain, if you don't mind my saying so,
you're treating her the way you hate to see people treat Teal'c. Double standard?
Teal'c has proven whose side he's on. She hasn't.
Have you ever heard the old saying "My enemy's enemy is my friend"?
Yes, but even when the CIA grants sanctuary to an enemy turncoat,
they never trust him. They watch him like a hawk.
Daniel's watching her right now.
Relax.
Tell us, our beloved, what are the questions swelling in your mind?
I spent years studying you as a student, and now I'm with you.
Do you know you're described in history as the most beautiful woman
that ever has or ever will be able to control men with just your beauty?
We are pleased to see you, old friend.
It won't be long before you will serve us once again.
Tell us. Do you believe this to be true, now that you have come to know us?
Well, I certainly have a deeper understanding of it now.
We are the queen of the gods. We are the mother of all gods.
Yes.
What does that mean exactly?
From us, all others come.
I don't understand.
The Jaffa, he has a Goa'uld child in his belly?
A larva, yes.
Did you ever wonder from whence the children come?
- Are you saying they come from you? - Yes. And others like us.
My God!
You're like a queen bee! You create the Goa'ulds!
Captain Carter, what are you doing?
- You noticed how the men are acting? - Yes! Thank you. You noticed, too?
It all seems to be tied in to the arrival of this Hathor person or whatever she is.
- I'm researching her right now on the Net. - What have you found?
This is really Daniel's field, so I'm kinda starting from scratch.
One web page theorises that a bunch of sex goddesses from different cultures
were actually all the same woman - Hathor.
The Greeks identified her with Aphrodite.
There's Ishtar of Babylon, Astarte of Syria, Ceres of Rome.
- Sounds like she got around. - Yeah, in most mythology.
And she's pretty loved in all of it, except for a late period in ancient Egypt
where, according to one story, she was sent by Ra to destroy mankind.
Then he changed his mind and they became enemies.
- So she really may be Ra's enemy? - Yeah, but here's the interesting thing.
According to the stories, this woman had magical powers over men.
She was supposed to be able to seduce them into doing anything for her.
In almost every case, it describes them as "drunk with her presence”.
- Well, that's how I'd describe our boys. - Yeah.
Now, I figure she's using some form of Goa'uld technology. Any ideas?
My guess would be some sort of chemical we've never seen.
Pheromones combined with Sodium Pentothal. Probably airborne delivery.
Great. How do we reverse it in the men?
May not be reversible. And if it is, it may take years.
We probably don't even have days before she does whatever she's trying to do.
So what do you suggest?
I suggest we neutralise her.
So you actually create the larvae.
How?
We first need the code of life from the juices of the species intended as the host.
Code of life?
In order to assure compatibility for the Goa'uld child and the host.
DNA.
You mean you need DNA to prevent rejection?
The code of life.
We do so enjoy the method of procuring the code in your species.
It is much more pleasurable than most.
I bet.
Since you are to be our first pharaoh,
you will honour us by being the one to contribute the code.
You want me to help you create more Goa'ulds?
Now that Ra is gone, we are finally free to rule this planet.
With you, our beloved, at our side
for all eternity.
OK. Here's what we know.
This creature who calls herself Hathor is a Goa'uld, or some form of Goa'uld.
So she has who knows what kinds of weapons or defences.
It may take a lot of fire power to neutralise her. We must come at her from all flanks.
- You know how to use this? - Yeah, but I haven't touched one in years.
Just point and pull the trigger.
And don't hurt any of our men. They're all loopy, so they shouldn't be a problem.
Captain Carter.
We must speak of Hathor.
- Keep your hands where I can see them. - Do you not trust me, Captain Carter?
All of the men on this base are under Hathor's control, from what I can tell.
- I hate to break it to you, but you're male. - I'm a Jaffa.
The Goa'uld I carry within me protects me from Hathor's powers.
- It is only together that we may stop her. - From doing what?
It is legend among the Jaffa
that the original Goa'uld larvae come from the queen Goa'ulds.
- You think Hathor's one of them? - Yes.
If I am correct, this base will become her nest.
From here she will populate your world with new Goa'uld.
I cannot permit this to happen.
Captain Carter, we cannot permit this to happen.
Glad you're with us, Teal'c.
Is this really necessary?
Somebody's bound to see what's going on here.
Yeah, and if they're male, they'll be under Hathor's control.
Besides, when was the last time you saw a new woman get assigned here?
Daniel?
You OK?
Where is she, Daniel?
Captain, we found her. She went into the locker room.
Right. Let's go.
Daniel, you OK?
Captain!
Rin tel nok!
Stand down, Captain Carter, unless you plan to Kill us.
Is this any way to treat a guest, Captain?
It must be a powerful drug Hathor's using.
Colonel O'Neill is trained to fight mind-control techniques.
Well, not Goa'uld techniques, apparently.
Yeah, well, Mama said there'd be days like this.
Really? My ex-husband said that.
"You outta your mind, honey? There is a reason they call it this man's army.”
He actually said that?
Yeah. So I said it wasn't the army, but the air force. They've had women for years.
Man!
Maybe it's just me,
but I can't figure out how to feel like one of the guys with these guys.
I always feel like I'm "the girl".
- That's it. - What?
You gave me an idea on how to get us outta here.
If Hathor's control drug is hormone-driven like I suspect,
that means she's making the men libidinous.
OK... Why do I get the feeling I don't like where this is going?
Excuse me, ma'am.
I'm, uh, sorry to barge in on you, but I'd like to ask some questions.
- About? - About you, actually.
See, you've...
You've got me off balance, and that's unnatural for me.
We are told by the one that you call Daniel
that you are responsible for ridding us from Ra.
Yeah, we touched on that earlier, but I'd like to be the one asking questions now.
We must praise you and give to you a great honour.
Yeah, I'm sure that'd be just great. But not right...
Do not worry yourself.
You will enjoy the rich rewards that come with what we are giving you.
You will cherish the good health and long life
that goes with being...
Hathor's first new Jaffa.
You know, using seduction wasn't in any AF training manuals I've read.
You think the Pentagon anticipated an alien walking onto a base
and drugging the men to make them...?
- Libidinous? - Yeah.
They do train us to take advantage of the enemy's weakness.
Exactly.
All right. Let's do it.
Airman, open up! We've got something for you.
- What? - Why not come in and see for yourself?
No can do. We only take orders from Hathor.
Gentlemen, there are five women in here very alone.
Why do I feel like I'm in a women-behind-bars movie?
- What are you suggesting, ladies? - Whatever you want, Airman.
Feel like a woman, Doc?
- Oh, yeah. - Let's tie 'em up.
Hold it right there, ladies.
Drop your weapon.
Yeah. My career is over.
Don't worry. I'll fix him up as good as new when this is over.
Great. So he can bring me up on charges.
- I am pleased to see you, Captain Carter. - I'm glad someone is.
Lock these guys up and stay here. OK?
Yeah.
- OK. Let Teal'c and me take the lead. - No argument there.
On three.
Do not worry, child.
You will soon receive your Goa'uld.
And then you will begin to feel strong again.
The strongest of the larvae will soon find your womb and move into it.
At that moment you will begin your service to us.
Enjoy.
Let's get him out of there.
OK, Colonel, we got you.
OK.
Here, take this.
No. Nothing went in there yet.
- This is a good thing. - Oh, maybe.
He no longer has an immune system. Without a Goa'uld larva he will soon die.
Shouldn't we take him to the infirmary?
- You do not have the technology to help. - We can at least make him comfortable.
The Goa'ulds have the technology, and Hathor brought it to us.
Sarcophagus.
I have seen the Goa'uld chamber do many miracles.
Stop!
You will harm our new Jaffa.
What's going on?
Colonel!
I don't think this is good.
- You all right? - Yeah.
- Good to have you back, Colonel. - What, I left?
- Colonel? - Yeah?
- Do you mind if I have a look? - At what?
Well, you were, um... uh... Let's just say you were wounded.
Wow!
That's a miracle.
Crunches.
Too bad she blew up that sarcophagus. We could use one in the infirmary now.
Get yourselves down there.
Now what?
Now you and I go for that Goa'uld.
How? She's guarded by our own men. We can't exactly go in shooting.
We can with tranquilliser guns.
I thought of that, sir, but there weren't any in the armory.
This is the military. We always have more than we need.
- There's a supply in lockup C. - Be nice if someone told me that.
Your tax dollar at work.
We demand that the woman you call Carter
be brought before us so we may gain retribution.
Captain Carter does deserve to be punished.
But she does not know what she is doing. I beg of you to show mercy.
She deserves no mercy from us.
She will make amends with her death.
I don't think so.
You have failed us, our love.
You will not fail us again.
No!
Get these airmen outta here! Daniel, let's go!
You're all right, you're all right.
All right, Danny.
Unauthorised gate activation. All hands to the gate room.
Unauthorised gate activation.
- Where'd she go? - Chulak. We have to go after her.
We will.
Not right now.
Hey. What's going on?
I must have... blacked out.
I guess she needs to stay in proximity to keep control.
Control what?
What? What are you talking about?
- Did you find anything? - Probably nothing we can use.
Maybe get a cellular level analysis on the Goa'ulds, or find some DNA information.
- A lot of that will probably be mine. - You?!
Yeah.
- General Hammond, sir. - At ease, Captain. At ease, Doctor.
Thank you, sir. About your head, I'd like to explain if I could...
Captain, I'm putting you and Dr Fraiser up for a commendation medal.
Well, thank you, sir, but I can explain...
You are?
If you hadn't kept your wits about you and done whatever was necessary,
we could have put this entire planet at risk.
Good job, ladies.
Thank you, sir.
Well, that's all.
- Nice job. - Yeah.