Incoming traveller. Incoming traveller.
Offworld activation.
Closing the iris.
There's no one scheduled to come back for 24 hours. Who is it?
It's SG-1's remote access code, sir.
- What? They just went through! - Opening the iris. Stand by.
Sir, the gate is drawing twice the power as normal. And it's increasing!
System overload!
- The wormhole is disengaged! - Get a medical team in here now!
Teal'c, are you all right?
I am.
Where are Colonel O'Neill and Captain Carter?
They could have not been more than two metres behind.
I do not know.
Dr Jackson's still unconscious, but Dr Warner thinks he'll be all right.
I need to know what went on back there, Teal'c.
We were under fire.
Distant energy weapons of some kind. Possibly Goa'uld technology.
So it's possible O'Neill and Carter were struck by enemy fire?
I do not believe so. They were but a few metres behind me
- as we passed through the Stargate. - How many hostiles were there?
They were some distance away, but we appeared to be surrounded.
We were there only moments. We laid down cover fire
while Daniel Jackson dialled home.
General, I believe they should have made it through the gate.
I do not understand why they did not.
Preliminary report on the Stargate repairs, sir.
Repairs?
There was an overload. We don't know why.
- I must return immediately. - Not with an army on the other side.
Sorry.
General Hammond, I suggest a second probe be sent through.
As soon as the Stargate is working again, we'll do just that.
Oh, God!
Agh!
Colonel. Thank God.
- Carter. - Yeah. Try to stay put, sir.
- I think your leg's broken. - No, my leg's definitely broken.
What's the bad news? Because unless they've redecorated the gate room,
I don't think we're in Kansas any more.
Daniel must have misdialled.
Misdialled?
You mean this place is a wrong number?
For cryin' out loud.
- Where is he? - He's not here, sir. Neither is Teal'c.
- He has to be. - I tried that.
You've been unconscious for nearly two hours.
They came through the gate before we did.
I know that. I also know that we're alone here.
Wherever "here" is.
Nice.
- Nice. - Yeah.
I think we're inside a deep crevasse of a glacier.
If their Stargate's overrun by ice, possibly on a planet in the middle of an ice age.
Now, there is some light filtering through up there and there are fissures in the ice,
but all of them are too narrow to follow very far.
- We're in trouble, sir. - Oh, nonsense.
We'll just dial home and... straighten... all this out.
Where's the DHD?
Can't find that either.
So, uh... we're in trouble.
We're in trouble.
We've replaced the superconductive interface elements, sir.
The old ones all melted. It's gonna take some time to load-test them, though.
Just tell me the minute we can send a probe through.
That'll be 24 hours, General, minimum.
- Carter and O'Neill do not have that long. - I'll give you half that.
No, sir. It doesn't work that way. 24 hours is the best I can do.
- Then you'd better get back to it. - Yes, sir.
Come on, let's go.
Agh!
Oh, God!
OK. I... I think it's set.
- You think it's set? - I'm positive.
All we have to do is put a splint on it and you'll be as good as new.
- Just take it easy, Doctor. - Wrong kind of doctor, I'm afraid.
You wouldn't think jagged bone digging into raw nerves would hurt, but it does.
Sorry, sir, but I've never done this before in my life.
- Is this your first broken bone? - I... I... No.
This... This would be...
nine, if you count skull fractures.
- How'd you manage that? - A little parachuting mishap.
Over the borders of Iran and Iraq back in... eighty...
Agh!
OK. This is gonna hurt, sir.
Agh! I know, I know, I know, I know.
- So, what happened? - I hit the ground. Go figure.
Agh!
My chute... opened a little late. And it hurt... just like that.
- I'm sorry. I'm doing the best I can. - I know you are. Can you just be done?
- So you hit the ground. And? - And they all lived happily ever after.
- Almost there. - No, you're there, Captain!
That's a great splint! Stop!
Stop.
So, how long before you were rescued?
No rescue.
It wasn't exactly... an official mission...
if you know what I mean, so, uh...
I had to make it out on my own.
Nine days.
Wow.
What got you through it?
Sara.
Your wife?
At the time.
I had to see her again.
- Tallied our supplies yet? - Yes, sir.
Supplies for three days, but we can stretch that.
We've got a little drinking water, but...
- Ice melts. - Yeah.
And we've got our field cooking gear to melt it.
Flashlight batteries are gonna be a problem.
We've got thermal blankets.
That's good.
By the way, Captain...
we are gonna get outta here - that's an order.
- How does the splint feel? - Captain?
You have to believe me.
I want to, sir.
I just don't see how.
Then we'd better start looking for a way.
Because I'll be damned if I'm gonna die on some godforsaken block of ice
a million light years from home. Is that clear?
- Yes, sir. - Good. Now help me up.
Uh... I don't think you should move.
Probably not, but my butt's freezin' to the ground. Come on.
Sir.
A little paint, a couple of windows...
a fireplace in the corner,
it'll be just like home.
- Teal'c? - The Stargate has malfunctioned.
We came back through the gate at too great a velocity.
- Jack and Sam? - They did not follow.
Yes, they did.
I know they did. They were right behind us. That doesn't make any sense.
I concur.
In a few hours a probe will be sent back in an attempt to determine their fate.
We might be able to climb outta here.
- You might, anyway. - What?
I said you might be able to climb outta here.
Colonel!
- I've found it! - Found what?
The DHD.
I figure the glacial flow must have separated the Stargate from its DHD,
but it looks like it might be intact.
Agh!
God!
Can we dig it out?
Even if it doesn't work, we can melt the chopped ice for drinking water.
What's wrong with your chest?
- I think I cracked a rib too. - Why didn't you say something?
I was afraid you'd try to put a splint on it.
I'll be fine.
I've been thinking about where Daniel and Teal'c might be.
Yeah?
So far I count three possible explanations.
One: Daniel misdialled and they're here,
somewhere we haven't found.
- I don't see 'em. - Right.
Two: Daniel didn't misdial,
but for some reason the Stargate malfunctioned during transit.
Don't ask me how. I haven't figured that part out yet.
Anyway, they got sent back to Earth, but for some reason we got sent here.
- What's three? - Three: The Stargate malfunctioned.
We got sent to this planet. Daniel and Teal'c got sent to another one.
- What's four? - There is no four.
- It's after three. - Not this time, Colonel.
All right.
We'll assume they made it back to Earth.
They'll start sending search parties.
- To where? - Here, I hope.
Where would they begin? They have no idea where we are.
With all the possible Stargates, a random search could easily take ten years.
Not if they look here first.
Even if all SG teams started searching right now, the probability of them even...
Captain.
I think too much.
Charging circuit MX43 at 20 per cent.
20 per cent, sir.
100.
Circuit is holding. Reset and stand by.
- She's all yours, General. - Well done, Sergeant.
- You heard the man. - Yes, sir.
Chevron one encoded.
SG-3 and I are ready and awaiting your orders, General.
I won't authorise this rescue unless the probe sends back the right pictures.
- Chevron two encoded. - All defence teams, stay alert.
These hostiles may have both our addresses and our transmitter code.
Chevron three encoded.
You don't think they'd give up the codes to the enemy?
- Not willingly, no. - Chevron four encoded.
I do not believe they would do so, even under the duress of torture.
Chevron five encoded.
If we find no enemy activity on the other side,
you will coordinate with Major Castleman on the rescue mission.
I understand.
Chevron seven is locked.
The probe should reach the Stargate of P4A-771 in five seconds.
Four... three... two...
now.
No sign of Jack or Sam, but no evidence they got into a firefight either.
What are you waiting for? Close the iris. Disengage the Stargate.
SG-3, stand down.
- The rescue mission is scrubbed. - General...
- Soup's on. - Just a little more. I'm almost through.
Come on, how. You don't want it to get cold.
I didn't know you could cook.
I can't. But my melted ice is to die for.
Thank you.
Sir, maybe I should have another look at you.
No, I'm fine. Eat.
I've been thinking about how the Stargate might have malfunctioned.
Yeah?
Well, we don't totally understand how it works.
But the theory we have so far is that the gate creates an artificial wormhole
that somehow transfers an energised matter stream in one direction
along an extradimensional conduit.
I think the matter stream between Stargates got redirected,
kind of like a lightning bolt jumping from one point to another in mid-strike.
Now, I figure it had to have been the attack on P4A-771.
The gate itself was probably struck by enough energy during the firefight
to influence the direction of the matter stream before we reached the other side.
Colonel?
I'm sorry. I wasn't listening.
What I'm saying is... we must have emerged through a Stargate
relatively close to Earth in the gate network,
somewhere between P4A-771 and Earth.
Now, if the SG rescue teams reach the same conclusion,
- it could significantly narrow their search. - That's good news.
Yeah.
OK.
So if they are not there and they are not here...
It is possible they may have perished within the wormhole.
Yeah, in which case they're gone. I know. I thought of that.
But if they are alive...
if there's a possibility this malfunction sent them to a different Stargate...
Was it not Captain Carter who deduced
the possible combination of Stargate symbols numbered in the millions?
Yeah.
Well, we have to narrow it down.
Colonel.
A serpent guard.
Yeah.
I guess he didn't make it.
Ya think?
OK. This is P4A-771. This is Earth.
Now, the Stargate shut itself down just after Teal'c and I came through.
There was an energy surge.
Right, but what would that have done to the wormhole itself?
- I have no idea. - Could it just disappear?
I don't think so, sir. It would have to discharge somewhere.
Like another Stargate?
Yeah, maybe. Sir, it's all theoretical,
but we think that Stargates are basically giant superconductors.
Charged matter streams along lines of force between them.
Positive to negative, like electricity?
Except for the fact that it happens outside our dimension - yeah, more or less.
OK, what if it jumped?
Redirected itself here or here?
Or anywhere along here?
You're suggesting we search all these worlds?
We've narrowed an entire galaxy of Stargates
down to a handful of possibilities.
If you're right, why haven't they used that Stargate to come back on their own?
Teal'c and I were flung out so fast, I don't even remember hitting the ramp.
They could be hurt, in which case we will not have to search far from the Stargates.
I think we owe it to them to try.
You ID'd the seventh symbol yet?
Yeah.
This one has to be the point of origin. I've never seen it before.
Oh, no. The batteries...
- I guess it's now or never. - I've always preferred now... to never.
Here goes.
Damnit! Damn!
Did you dial the right address?
Yes.
It has to be something as simple as the control interface.
If we can just dig down to the panel on the DHD, I can fix it.
- Negative. - Sir, we gotta keep trying.
Of course we do.
But we've been awake...
for a very long time.
It'll be there in the morning.
God!
What about you?
I told you we're gonna get outta here.
It's just gonna take longer than we thought.
Yes, sir.
Captain?
Yes, sir.
Dr Jackson?
We just received probe telemetry from P5C-11 and 12.
Neither of them have a breathable atmosphere any more, if they ever did.
I have formally reported Colonel O'Neill and Captain Carter as missing in action.
Why?
Missing in action doesn't mean we stop looking, son.
Missing.
I'm missing something.
Captain?
As... much as I might... otherwise think this is nice...
Sh. Try to sleep.
Is that what we're doing?
You were exhausted. You passed out.
I thought we had to combine body heat or we wouldn't make it through the night.
It's fine. It's just... very hard to sleep...
with broken ribs when someone's lying on you.
Sorry.
Sorry, sorry.
That's better.
We'll sleep for a few hours, then I'll fix the DHD.
OK. Night.
Night.
Oh... Colonel...
It's my side arm, I swear.
No giggling, please.
If we don't make it...
I won't have any regrets.
You?
I'll regret... dying.
God! Why won't you work?!
Carter. Carter.
Colonel?
Sir.
I'm usually the first one up.
You're bleeding internally. I don't know how badly.
Your broken leg may already be frostbitten. I can't tell.
I've been trying to warm it up with the last of our cooking Sterno but it's about had it.
What's the bad news?
- Help me up. - No, sir.
You need to heal. That's an order.
- I give the orders around here. - Not doctor's orders.
I want you to drink as much of this as you can.
Once that Sterno dies, we won't be able to thaw any more.
I should have gotten you outta here by now. I'm sorry.
You will. You will.
I have been working on the control panel for the last 12 hours.
It just... I don't know why it won't work.
It should work.
I am missing something.
Ca ptai - Sir?"
It's time to go to plan B.
What would plan B be?
You...
You take the rest of the supplies and climb out of here.
Take your chances up on the planet.
Head towards daylight.
If I can't get that Stargate to work, we will both go.
Right.
I'll race you.
All right, Captain. Make it work.
Yes, sir.
Major Castleman requires medical attention.
Medical team to the embarkation room.
Put the iris on save.
What happened?
We were exploring a cave not far from the Stargate.
He fell several metres from a rock ledge.
No sign of Captain Carter or Colonel O'Neill.
- Are you all right? - I am ready to embark again.
- I'm calling the search off. - What?
This is the last of the planets that fit your theory, Doctor.
It's been, what, a few days? What if we stopped just short of finding them?
I'm sorry.
OK.
The energy converters are intact.
Oh God, reset! Reset! Why didn't I think?
Colonel!
I'm gonna interrupt the power. I'm gonna shut it all off and turn it on again.
OK. This had better work. This had better work.
OK.
Work.
Oh, work!
Daniel Jackson.
Teal'c.
Did you see that?
Why are you here?
I couldn't sleep. I was thinking I must be missing something, and I just realised -
we ruled out a world we shouldn't have.
I guess it didn't work.
I'm sorry.
Not your fault.
I don't understand why it won't work.
Captain.
Plan B.
Go.
No, sir.
Sam...
I'm dying.
Follow my order...
please.
Sir...
Please.
Yes, sir.
How many Earth-based cultures have we encountered
from periods both before and after we think the Stargate was buried?
- Several. - And we've only scratched the surface.
We've tried to account for these discrepancies with theories of...
What's your point, Doctor?
What if there's a second Stargate here? What if this energy surge
caused the wormhole to jump from one Stargate to another... here?
- On Earth? - Yes.
Would the Goa'uld have put more than one Stargate on a planet?
If the first became lost to them, it is possible.
The one Ra put here might not have been the first.
The Goa'uld didn't build the Stargate system.
Then where is it?
Colonel, I can't see the surface yet. It looks like it just keeps going up.
Sam...
Yes, sir?
It was an honour... serving with you.
Yes, sir.
It has to be in a remote location or it'd have been discovered.
It could have even been buried, or the Goa'uld would have continued to use it.
Let us hope it is not still buried.
We're looking for radio transmissions on SG-1's emergency frequency.
Coordinate with our listening posts around the globe.
General.
When we first opened our Stargate, it used to shake - a lot.
The ground, the whole facility, everything.
We've installed frequency dampeners that limit that to a slight vibration.
OK, but what if the second gate doesn't have those?
Would it shake enough to indicate its location on a seismometer?
Damn right it would. Run a search for all recent seismic activity worldwide.
See if any coincide with the time of our Stargate malfunction.
And check around 4am local time. I was here.
I thought someone was trying an offworld activation.
The chevrons glowed and there was a slight vibration.
Captain Carter and Colonel O'Neill.
What happens when you dial your own phone number? Wrong person to ask.
- You get a busy signal. - Exactly.
What else could cause such a vibration unless they were trying to dial home?
They couldn't get through. Even if their seventh symbol looked different,
the coordinates of the two gates would still be exactly the same.
Colonel... I'm almost there.
I'm gonna try to bring back help, sir. I want you to hold that thought.
We got it! Antarctica. The timing of the event is to the second,
including the event that Dr Jackson experienced.
- Latitude and longitude? - Yes, sir. It's 15 miles out of McMurdo.
- Permission... - Granted!
Order McMurdo Station to begin a search of those coordinates now!
Colonel.
It's an ice planet.
That's all there is, as far as the eye can see.
No chance.
Colonel!
I'm coming down.
Colonel.
Sara.
I'm here, Jack.
Cold. So cold.
I know.
It's all right.
You can sleep now.
It was an honour serving with you too, Colonel.
McMurdo, this is rescue team Charlie. We've found 'em. Over.
Sam. Sam!
Come on. She's gonna be OK. You're gonna be OK.
- As is Colonel O'Neill. - Let's get them in the chopper.
The colonel, he's bleeding internally.
We know, Captain. Don't worry. He's going to be all right.
General, you came through the Stargate for us.
Not exactly, Captain.
A team from the SGC will be arriving within the hour to secure this area.
In the meantime, let's get these people home.