Stargate SG-1 Daniel Jackson

Season 3


Into the Fire

Colonel Makepeace: How’s the leg? Can you walk?
Jackson: It’s just a deep bleeding gash, but it’ll be fine.


O’Neill: Alright. Who’s this Setesh fella?
Jackson: Otherwise known as Setec. Set. Seti. Seth. Ancient Egyptian god of chaos. The embodiment of hostility and… outright evil.
Hammond: Why haven’t we heard of him before?
Jackson: Well I’m guessing we haven’t even scratched the surface on meeting all the Goa’uld System Lords. There’s probably thousands we haven’t even heard of, right?
Jacob: Only dozens in the ranks of System Lords. Thousands of Goa’ulds in general.
Carter: What makes you think we would have met this one?
Jacob: The Tok’ra council has been taking a Goa’uld census of sorts. Where the System Lords have positioned themselves, what domain they rule. Who serves under them, that sort of thing. But there’s one Goa’uld we’ve lost track of.
O’Neill: Seth.
Jacob: Our record of him ends when Earth’s gate was buried in ancient Egypt
Carter: Are you saying he never left?
Jacob: That’s our theory. We think he still might be here. Hiding among Earth’s people.

Jason Levinson: You guys came prepared. I’m going with you.
Jackson: I think it’d be safer for everyone if you wait for us here.

Jackson: You killed him.
O’Neill: Hail Dorothy.

Fair Game

Jackson: The second Goa’uld representative we’re expecting is Yu.
O’Neill: Me?
Jackson: Yu is the name of the Goa’uld.
O’Neill: Ah. Sorry.

Jackson: …however it should be noted that Yu did account for a number of notable positive influences.
O’Neill under his breath: Thank Yu.

Teal’c: I have given my allegiance to you, to the SGC and to the people of this world freely. I will however not see to the petty needs of these Goa’uld.
Jackson: I’ll… see to the petty needs of the Goa’uld, sir.

Jackson: Hathor had the ability to appear and disappear.
O’Neill: Okay, she’s dead. {silence} Right? Please, tell me she’s dead.
Carter: Uh, yeah.

Teal’c: I did not attack Kronos.
Jackson: Well we believe you, Teal’c. But I don’t think anyone else is going to.
O’Neill: Certainly not those lying, scheming, no good, slimy, overdressed style mongers—
Carter: Sir. I’d like to try something.
O’Neill: I wasn’t finished.

Carter: We can’t prove anything, sir. All we know for sure is that Nirrti lied.
O’Neill: Kronos doesn’t know that. Nirrti doesn’t know what else we know.
Jackson: Which is nothing.
O’Neill: Quiet. But she doesn’t know we know nothing.
Hammond: What are you suggesting?
O’Neill: I’m just saying maybe it’s time we take a page out of the Asgard book on dealing with these Goa’ulds.
Jackson: You’re gonna bluff?
Hammond: Sounds risky, Colonel.
O’Neill: Yes sir.


Jackson: Do you believe in ghosts?
O’Neill: Ah… no.
Jackson: Neither do I. Which means there has to be a logical explanation.

Jackson: I translated a phrase in the tablet that I thought meant “attack.” But when I refined the translation, I realized it means “to enter by infiltration.”
O’Neill: And you think that’s what they’re doing?
Jackson: Yes.
O’Neill: Through your closet?

Jackson: They’re here. They’ve entered by infiltration and now they want me as a host.
O’Neill: All nine of them?
Jackson: That sounds crazy, huh?
O’Neill: Mm…. yeah. You gotta admit there are some holes in your theory here.
Jackson: Well it’s a theory, not a proof.
O’Neill: Why are you the only one that can see them? Why didn’t they come through my closet? Aside from the fact that yours is cleaner.

Jackson: I don’t feel off. I feel fine. No headaches, no tension. I feel… normal.
O’Neill: That’s because it was just stress. And I have a very calming effect on stressed out people. How about a game of gin?
Jackson: I’m not very good at gin.
O’Neill: Good! Get the cards.

Jackson: I saw something come out of me and go into Teal’c. And then I heard Machello’s voice.
O’Neill: Ah… Machello?
Jackson: Just, just hear me out. I’m guessing it wasn’t actually Machello. It was probably some sort of technological or organic recording. And it said something about delivering Machello to the Goa’uld. Which made me start thinking. Maybe I had some sort of… Goa’uld-killing invention inside of me. One of Machello’s inventions.
O’Neill: And that’s what made you… nuts?
Jackson: Well since I don’t have a Goa’uld the side effect of his invention must make normal people act like they’re…
O’Neill: Nuts.
Jackson: Schizophrenic. Look, Teal’c is sick, right?
O’Neill: Right.
Jackson: Well he does have a Goa’uld.

Jackson: Sam, you’ve got four of those things in you.
Carter: I know that, but I feel fine.
O’Neill: You’re not seeing or hearing any of this stuff?
Carter: No. Sir, I feel completely normal. Somehow I must be immune.

Learning Curve

O’Neill: Hello, children. Daniel. No child labor laws here on Orban?
Jackson: No, these are Urrone. They’re like apprentices to the adults. They’re everywhere.

Jackson: So when you say he gave you his knowledge, you meant it literally.
Kalan: It was a beautiful ceremony.

Point of View

O’Neill: All right, I gotta know. What the hell does “kree” mean?
Jackson: Well, actually, it means a lot of things. Loosely translated it means “attention,” “listen up,” “concentrate—”
O’Neill: “Yoo hoo”?

Deadman Switch

Jackson: It doesn’t make any sense. When a Goa’uld occupies a planet they usually control the Stargate, and this Gate had no markings of any— {hits a force field} Found something.

O’Neill: Who are you?
Aris Boch: Aris Boch. Perhaps you’ve heard of me.
O’Neill: Ah… not I. Teal’c.
Teal’c: I have not.
Aris Boch: Well that’s disappointing. I’m one of the galaxies greatest hunters.
O’Neill: Not ringing a bell, sorry.
Aris Boch: Well I know you. Captain Samantha Carter. Dr. Daniel Jackson. The Jaffa traitor, Teal’c. And Colonel Jack O’Neill.
O’Neill: Well fancy that. We’re famous.

Aris Boch: Dr. Jackson. If you don’t mind treating my wound.
Jackson: I’m an archaeologist.
Aris Boch: I know. But you’re also a doctor.
Jackson: Of archaeology.
Aris Boch: Never mind. Captain! You must have some medical training.
: Actually, I’m a Major now.
Aris Boch: Oh. Well how very important. I’ll inform the galaxy.

Jackson: Jack, he disabled the DHD and Sam said we can’t fly that ship all the way home.
: So we’ll fly it to a closer planet with a Stargate.
Jackson: Good thinking.
O’Neill: It happens.

Teal’c: You must enter the correct combination of five.
O’Neill: How many combinations can there be?
Jackson: Oh boy.

Jackson: You don’t seem to have much of a problem trading human lives like commodities.
Aris Boch: Oh, you Earthlings and your morality.

Korra: Aris told you about his wife and son?
O’Neill: Oh yeah.
Korra: It’s a lie. He has none. Never did.
Jackson: So why does he do this?
O’Neill: Greed.
Korra: Not exactly. It is true that his race cannot be used as hosts. And most were slaughtered by the Goa’uld. Those that were kept alive are addicted to a substance called Roshnah.


Jackson: Most Goa’uld that we’ve encountered that have enslaved ancient human populations have taken on roles of other culture’s deities. Ra, Apophis, Hathor, from the Egyptian pantheon—
O’Neill: Yeah yeah yeah. We got it.
Jackson: Well if these people were already Christians when they were taken from Earth It suggests that this Goa’uld is playing—
O’Neill: God? As in God, God? That’s a bit of a stretch, don’t you think?
Teal’c: I know of no Goa’uld capable of showing the necessary compassion or benevolence that I have read of in your Bible.
O’Neill: You read the Bible, Teal’c?
Teal’c: It is a significant part of your Western culture. Have you not read the Bible, O’Neill?
O’Neill: Oh, yeah. Yeah, not all of it. Actually I’m listening to it on tape. Don’t tell me how it ends.

Simon: The time of sacrifice is at hand. The elders will have to perform the trepanning ritual tonight to cleanse her.
Jackson: Oh no.
O’Neill: What?
Jackson: It was a procedure often done in the Middle Ages. They drill a hole in the person’s head. By drilling a hole the evil spirits are released thus saving the person from eternal damnation.
O’Neill: Thus saving a person?
Jackson: Well they didn’t call them the Dark Ages because it was dark.

Jackson: I think we were wrong about this Goa’uld. He isn’t playing God. He’s playing the Devil.

Rules of Engagement

Forever in a Day

Carter: We were on P8X-873. We were freeing the Abydonians whom the Goa’uld had taken as slaves.
O’Neill: Kasuf sent for us.
Jackson: Sha’re was there.
Carter: Yeah.
O’Neill: She’s dead, Daniel. I’m sorry.
Jackson: How?
Teal’c: It is I who am responsible. I was forced to fire upon and terminate the life of Sha’re. Although I assure you, it was done only to save your life.
Jackson: No.
Carter: No?
Jackson: No. They have a sarcophagus. Her guards put her in the sarcophagus. She’s out there somewhere alive.

Jackson: You should have waited longer. I would have gotten through to her.
O’Neill: She was trying to kill you, Daniel.
Jackson: No she wasn’t trying to kill me. Amonet was trying to kill me.
Teal’c: I have seen many humans killed by Goa’uld ribbon devices. You would have been dead in mere seconds had I not acted.
O’Neill: Teal’c did the right thing, Daniel.
Teal’c: I am sorry Share is dead. However you are my friend. If I had to do it again I would do the same.

Sha’re: Daniel, I only came to tell you about the boy.
Jackson: What about him?

Hammond: Is there something I can help you with, Dr. Jackson?
Jackson: Yes sir. I’ve come to tender my resignation.
Hammond: I won’t accept it.
Jackson: I’m not military, sir. And it’s a free country. Last I checked anyway.
Hammond: You’re obviously in an emotional state right now. You’re making rash decisions. Why don’t you take some personal time. Then see how you feel.
Jackson: That’s not necessary, sir. I joined this program so that I could find my wife. I found her. End of story.

O’Neill: You should meet the whiz kid they saddled us with while you’re out of commission.
Jackson: Robert Rothman. He was my research assistant when I was doing my dissertation. Smart guy. Ah, had a good teacher.
O’Neill: Geek.
Jackson: Yes. You used to call me that.
O’Neill: I was talking about you.

O’Neill: We both know you can’t stay away.
Jackson: Then I guess we’re both wrong. Because I’m gone.
O’Neill: Give it a week. You’ll miss me.

Teal’c: Is there not some form of human ritual in which I may ask your forgiveness?
Jackson: No.

O’Neill: Well. It’s been a pleasure doing business with you. Dr. Jackson.

Sha’re: You must continue. So you can find the boy.
Jackson: Where is he?
Sha’re: To continue your travels, you must first forgive Teal’c. He did what is right.
Jackson: He killed you.
Sha’re: Yes.
Jackson: But you’re here.
Sha’re: Yes. Now go back to sleep.

Jackson: It was a beautiful ceremony, Good Father.
Kasuf: It was. My heart is still burdened.
Jackson: Why? Your daughter is with the God.
Kasuf: Yes. But you still have not heard her.
Jackson: I don’t understand.
Kasuf: What she has to say is important. To all of our future.

Sha’re: You must forgive Teal’c.
Jackson: Yes. You already told me that.
Sha’re: And together you must find the boy.
Jackson: Why?
Kasuf: For he is Harcesis. The One Who Holds the Secrets.
Sha’re: The boy is the son of two Goa’uld hosts. He contains all the secrets of the Goa’uld. You must find him.

Jackson: How’d you get in here?
O’Neill: Got sick of waiting in the hall so I let us in. You… need a new lock, by the way.

Jackson: What happens if two Goa’ulded hosts have a child?
Teal’c: It is strictly forbidden. Punishable by death.
Jackson: Really? Why?
Teal’c: If two hosts were to mate and have a child, that child would contain all the knowledge of the Goa’uld.
Jackson: So the genetic memory that Goa’uld have in their DNA is passed on to the human offspring.
Teal’c: That is correct. Such children are called Harcesis. These children are hunted down and destroyed by the Goa’uld with great impunity.
Jackson: So the offspring—the Harcesis—would contain all the knowledge, all the secrets of the Goa’uld that—
Teal’c: Yes, Daniel.

Jackson: I’ve given it some thought and I decided I’d like to come back.
O’Neill: May I ask what changed your mind? You were fairly. adamant.
Jackson: I don’t know. Let’s just say that there’s something through the Stargate that I think I still have to be the one to find.
O’Neill: Now see, I’ve missed that. I have no idea what he means but I buy it.

Jackson: Keb is a myth.
Sha’re: No.
Jackson: Where is it?
Sha’re: Promise me you will save the child.
Jackson: I promise.

Teal’c: I am sorry, Daniel Jackson.
Jackson: You did the right thing, Teal’c.

Past and Present

Orner (Jason Gray-Stanford): Where did you come from? How’d you get in here?
O’Neill: Door was open. Is there anyone around here who might be considered… in charge?
Orner: Me. Show me your papers.
Jackson: We don’t have any papers. We’re travellers. We’ve come to meet you.
Orner: To meet me?
Layale: Not you!
Jackson: Actually I meant your people.

Orner: Who would give you a name like Teal’c?
Teal’c: It was given by my father. It means strength.
Layale: You remember your father?
Teal’c: For as long as I draw breath.
Orner: Then you could have not been here at the time of the Vorlix.
Jackson: Vorlix? That doesn’t ring a bell.
Layale: It was the day that all we know of ourselves was taken away.
Orner: We can only remember the days since the Vorlix. Before that, nothing.

Jackson: She found your world because of us. Through of one of our computers. And that’s why we’re going to do everything in our power to help.
Ke’ra: I know you will.

Jackson: There’s a test, it compares what we call DNA. It proves that you and Linea are the same person.
Ke’ra: Well the test is wrong. I’m not Linea.
Jackson: No you’re not. You’re Ke’ra now. Ke’ra is wonderful. As long as you remain that person that will never change.
Ke’ra: You’re telling me that I would never be able to take the antidote. I would never harm anyone, Daniel. Do you believe me?
Jackson: I do.

Jackson: You’ve taken the antidote.
Ke’ra: Leave, Daniel.
Jackson: You said all debts have now been paid. That was the message Linea left behind.
Ke’ra: Was it?
Jackson: Did you take the antidote?
Ke’ra: I had to know, Daniel. I didn’t believe you.
Jackson: Ke’ra—
Ke’ra: I’m not Ke’ra, am I? I am the murderer you said I was.

Jolinar’s Memories

O’Neill: How did Jolinar get out?
Martouf: She never said.
Jackson: No one ever asked her how she escaped from an inescapable prison?
Martouf: She was found unconscious and badly injured in a tel’tak—a cargo ship floating adrift in space. Her recovery was long and painful. She was encouraged to remember how she escaped but she refused to speak of it.

Martouf: The Tok’ra believe that Sokar is about to launch a massive attack against the System Lords.
O’Neill: Isn’t that good news?
Teal’c: The chaotic and feudal disorganization of the System Lords’ fragmented rule is a far more vulnerable target than that of one powerful Goa’uld.
Martouf: Especially if that Goa’uld is Sokar.
Hammond: He’s really that much worse than the others?
Jackson: Of all the gods he picked to impersonate, he chose the Devil.

Jackson: You said Hell, right?
O’Neill: Well I’m going to end up there sooner or later. Might as well check out the neighborhood.

O’Neill: The smells keep getting better and better don’t they.
Jackson: This, ah, doesn’t look encouraging.

The Devil You Know



O’Neill: So. Who’s on trial?
Jackson: -ad.
O’Neill: Triad… al.
Narim: The decision that the Triad must reach is of great concern to a friend of yours. He is an Abydonian by the name of Skaara.
O’Neill: What?

Carter: So you built that Stargate?
Narim: Yes.
Jackson: Way smarter than we are.
O’Neill: Ours is bigger.


Carter: The probe indicates sustainable atmosphere. The temperature’s seventy-eight degrees fahrenheit, barometric pressure is normal.
Jackson: No obvious signs of civilization.
Carter: P4X-884 looks like an untouched paradise, sir.
Teal’c: Appearances may be deceiving.
O’Neill: One man’s ceiling is another man’s floor.
Jackson: A fool’s paradise is a wise man’s hell.
O’Neill: Never run with scissors.

Jackson: Wow. This coffee’s great.
Carter: I was just thinking that.
O’Neill: Is that cinnamon?
Jackson: It’s chickory.
O’Neill: Chickory. {Teal’c grabs the pot and downs the rest of the coffee}
Carter: Teal’c?
O’Neill: Isn’t that hot?
Teal’c: Extremely.

Jackson: You’re Togar?
Togar: Yes! Togar!
Urgo whispering: As handsome as he is evil.

A Hundred Days

Hammond: That was our last shot, people. I’m calling this one. As of of right now I’m officially declaring him missing in action.
Teal’c: General Hammond, perhaps Edora could be reached by another means.
Jackson: That’s right, the Tok’ra could send a ship.
Carter: Or the Tollan.

Shades of Grey

Jackson: Your Eminence, our government has asked us to return to Tollana to arrange formal diplomatic relations with your people.
High Chancellor Travell: Consider it done. You are, after all, the people who saved us from the Goa’uld.
Jackson: Thank you. Yes. Well. In that spirit we’d like to arrange for a trade.
High Chancellor Travell: What would you like to trade?
Jackson: Technology.
High Chancellor Travell: I’m sorry. You know that is the one thing we cannot give you. Tollan law strictly forbids it.
Jackson: Okay, we understand that. However in our culture laws can be changed when it’s deemed that the reasons for those laws are no longer relevant.
High Chancellor Travell: The reasons for these laws are still relevant.
Jackson: Okay, please, if you’ll just allow me to make our case.
High Chancellor Travell: I assume you want weapons technology.
Jackson: Yes.
O’Neill: One of those ion cannons would be nice.
High Chancellor Travell: I see. And for what will you use such a cannon?
O’Neill: To defend ourselves against the Goa’uld.
High Chancellor Travell: Forgive me, Colonel, but our research shows you are far more likely to use our technology against enemies on your own planet.
O’Neill: What if I gave you my word that would never happen?
High Chancellor Travell: Are you the commander of your entire nation?
O’Neill: No.
High Chancellor Travell: Then in truth you cannot guarantee it.
O’Neill: You know what? Forget it.
Jackson: Jack?
O’Neill: We knew you wouldn’t give us anything. We’re wasting a lot of time here.
Jackson: Jack—
O’Neill: No, Daniel. Let’s go.

Jackson: What are you doing?
O’Neill: We never should have saved their technologically-superior butts. This is that thing they disable our weapons with, isn’t it?
Teal’c: As well as the Goa’uld technology.
Jackson: Don’t even think about it.
Carter: Sir, isn’t this against regulations?
O’Neill: I suppose it is, Carter. Let’s go.
Jackson: Jack, you’re crossing a line.
O’Neill: Shut up, Daniel.

Hammond: So, what did you have to promise them in return, Dr. Jackson?
Jackson: Actually, General, we didn’t, ah… promise to give them anything.
Hammond: They just gave you the device as a reward for saving them from the Goa’uld?
Jackson: Actually, General, the Tollan refused to give us any technology.
O’Neill: Offered us a nice fruit basket though.
Hammond: I’m confused. How did you get the device? Major Carter?
Carter: Um—
O’Neill: I took it, sir.
Hammond: Took it?
O’Neill: Yes.
Hammond: You stole it?
O’Neill: I’d like to think of it as borrowed, sir. Major Carter can figure out how to reproduce it and we’ll give it back.
Hammond: I can’t believe what I’m hearing. You and your team stole an alien device from an extremely advanced alien culture?
O’Neill: They won’t retaliate, if that’s what you’re worried about. It’s not their way. Right, Daniel?
Hammond: This command has already been accused of stealing from several other alien cultures, Colonel. Until now we’ve denied it. Perhaps that was a bit premature. Dare I ask how many other items you’ve stolen?
O’Neill: None. This is the first.
Hammond: Colonel, you don’t seem to understand how serious this matter is. You and your team committed a court martialable offence.
O’Neill: To be fair, General, I did it. Carter and Daniel protested. And Teal’c… well he really didn’t say anything but I could tell he was opposed to my actions by the way he cocked his head and sort of raised his eyebrow—
Hammond: Enough, Colonel. Dr. Jackson, Major Carter and Teal’c, you will return this device immediately to the Tollan. And hopefully smooth over what must be some very ruffled feathers.
Carter: Yes sir.
O’Neill: Why? Our core mission is to go through that gate and find technologies we can use to defend against Goa’uld incursion. Am I right?
Hammond: You are bordering on insubordination. We do not steal from friendlies.
O’Neill: Well with no due respect, General, that’s just plain stupid.
Hammond: Colonel—
O’Neill: And since the Pentagon won’t approve our back-up program we have no choice.
Hammond: Colonel, do not go there.
O’Neill: We have no choice but to take whatever steps we need to get what we need.
Hammond: As long as I am in command of the SGC we will hold yourself to the highest ethical standard.
O’Neill: And when the Goa’uld wipe us out because we have nothing with which to defend ourselves I’m sure we’ll all feel great about ourselves and our high moral standards!
Hammond: Colonel O’Neill, you are out of line. Now stand down.

Jackson: You got another one of those?
O’Neill: Yeah.
Jackson: Feel like sharing?
O’Neill: A beer? Sure.

Jackson: So this whole friendship thing that we’ve been working on the past few years?
O’Neill: Apparently not much of a foundation there, huh?

Hammond: Since SG-1 is considered the flagship unit, it falls on me to assure that you have the strongest possible leadership. Therefore I’m reassigning the most senior officer we have in the field as your new commanding officer. Colonel Makepeace will be joining SG-1 immediately. I hope you’ll make him feel welcome.
Jackson: Sir, ah, I don’t want to seem out of line here but, ah… since I’m a civilian here I’m probably the only one that can say this…
Hammond: Spit it out, Doctor.
Jackson: Well, no offense, but doesn’t Major Carter deserve to take charge of SG-1?
Hammond: Major Carter has an exemplary record on the team, as recognized by her recent promotion to Major. But Major is a far cry from Colonel.
Carter: I understand, General.
Jackson: I’m sorry, I don’t. What difference does it make what title she has? The point is—
Carter: It’s all right, Daniel. Really.

Makepeace: I’m proud to join you folks. I hope you will learn to trust my command as much as you did Colonel O’Neill’s.
Carter: I’m sure we will, sir.
Jackson: I never really trusted Jack’s command, but… I’m open.

O’Neill: Obviously the whole friendship thing, the foundation, it’s all solid.
Jackson: Obviously.
O’Neill: Nothing to worry about. No, I feel a little…. I do appreciate that you were the one who came to see if I was okay. That means something.
Jackson: Ah, actually no it doesn’t.
O’Neill: Hm?
Jackson: Um… we drew straws. I lost.

New Ground

Jackson: Well this day just keeps getting better and better.
O’Neill: Yeah.

Rigar: And how is this illusion of water created that I have heard described?
Jackson: Well you’re right in that. It is an illusion, it’s not actually water.
Rigar: Then what is it?
O’Neill: Magic.

Nyan: Scientific advance in either direction is still an advance.
Teal’c: You sound like Daniel Jackson.

Maternal Instinct

O’Neill: Scary stories or not, Apophis is just nuts enough to go. I’d like some backup on this one.
Hammond: SG-2 will accompany you.
Bra’tac: As will I.
Jackson: Let’s just hope we’re first.

Monk: Do you seek oneness with Desala?
Jackson: Desala. I know that word. It sounds tribal, African maybe.
Monk: Desala is everything, everywhere.
Jackson: Nature. It’s nature.

Monk: The sun is warm, the wind is wild. The grass is green along the shores. Here no bull can hide.
O’Neill: I don’t know about that.
Jackson: Jack, he’s speaking in Zen koans.

Monk: Why do you seek this child of flesh and bones?
Jackson: He is the son of my wife.
Monk: But not your son.
Jackson: No. But my wife is dead now and I promised her I would make sure the boy is safe.
Monk: And you are sure he will be safe with you.
Jackson: Yes. Absolutely.
Monk: Because it is so clear, it takes a longer time to realize it. If you immediately know the candlelight is fire, then the meal was cooked a long time ago.
Jackson: Right. I, ah, I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Jackson: Why did you tell me to do that?
Monk: Why did you do it?
Jackson: Because you told me to.
Monk: Because you trusted.
Jackson: Yes.
Monk: Well then use the capacity for trust. Trust Oma Desala. Do not believe you can light the candle, believe she can light the candle.

Jackson: The monk is just someone who’s sort of taken up a curatorship.
O’Neill: Kind of a janitor?
Jackson: More of a guide.
O’Neill: An usher?
Jackson: It doesn’t matter.

O’Neill: Please understand I’m on the verge of ordering a complete search of this place, with or without his cooperation.
Jackson: You can’t do that.
O’Neill: You’re confused, Daniel, I can. So far I haven’t.

Jackson: Jack, if you’re ever going to trust me now is the time. The alien is the one with the powers and she is not someone you want to fool with, if you get my drift.

Crystal Skull

Jackson: That’s a crystal skull.
Carter: How do you know?
Jackson: Because it’s exactly like the one found in 1971 in Belize. By my grandfather.

Jackson: No one can explain how the crystal skull that Nick discovered was carved—from a single crystal, against the grain—given the technology of the day. He claimed that it possessed a certain… power.
O’Neill: What kind of power?
Jackson: That if one were to look into the eyes of the skull, one would be teleported to see aliens.

Fraiser: Colonel I can only guess at the effect this type of radiation may have on the human body. I recommend limited exposure. Ten, 15 minutes at the most.
Jackson: Wait a minute, that’s not enough time. I mean there has to be some sort of radioactive suit, or a—
O’Neill: Hey! If you’d been listening you’d know that NIntendos pass through everything.

Teal’c: Whoever the builders are, they appear to be a formidable race.
Jackson: You could fit every pyramid on Earth inside this thing and still have room to spare.
O’Neill: Could you imagine heating this place?

Hammond: And if that thing zaps you to wherever it sent Dr. Jackson?
Teal’c: Then I will have succeeded in locating him.

Jackson: You can see me?
Nicholas Ballard: Yes Daniel. I can see you.
Jackson: Why didn’t you say something?!
Nicholas Ballard: You’re not real. Something doesn’t mean anything.
Jackson: No no no no! Nick! Nick, I’m real! I’m real! You’re not hallucinating!
Nicholas Ballard: Hallucinations always say that.

Jackson: Repeat what I’m saying. I’m standing right beside you.
Ballard: Standing right beside me.
O’Neill: He’s lost a few pounds.
Jackson: Jack, don’t be an ass.
Ballard: Jack, don’t be an ass.



Jackson: Sir, I know there’s no reason for me to be here but I just, I feel like I should be here. That’s not totally true. I feel like actually I should be up there with them.
Hammond: Now you know how I feel most of the time.


Major Davis: I’m sure you were right, Dr. Jackson. The point of commandeering the Stargate had to be an escape.
Jackson: I just hope they made it out in time.