603 - Descent
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O'Neill: | What are you smiling at? |
Quinn: | It's just that it's my first time... in space. |
O'Neill: | Ahhh... |
Quinn: | We'd only begun to consider the possibility of space travel... to actually be out here, is... It's amazing. |
Teal'c: | Indeed. |
O'Neill: | Until... something goes... horribly wrong. |
O'Neill: | Jonas? Stay here with Teal'c. |
Quinn: | I don't understand... |
O'Neill: | I'm sorry... Stay here. |
Carter: | Jack... are you seriously considering salvaging this ship? |
O'Neill: | Why, yes I am, Jacob. |
Carter: | This ship belonged to Anubis. |
O'Neill: | Excellent. |
Carter: | What if it's some sort of Trojan Horse? |
O'Neill: | Well, apparently, they did it wrong. |
Carter: | Ahh... Sam, you really had me worried. |
O'Neill: | Tell him I take back everything I was thinking when I was under water. |
Carter: | His mind took over the computer? |
O'Neill: | Way to go Thor! |
Carter: | Jack, this ship is never going to fly again. I'd say having the Supreme Commander of the Asgard Fleet owe you one is more valuable. |
O'Neill: | Yeah... Alright. Next mother ship we keep. OK? |
Carter: | Here he is. |
O'Neill: | Sure ya got all of him in there? He's a smart guy, you know. |
O'Neill: | No pressure, Carter. Plenty of time. |
Teal'c: | On the contrary. |
O'Neill: | Lots... lots... of time. |
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transits since Oct. 2, 2002