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Carter: Sir, every time we go through the Stargate it’s a calculated risk.
Hammond: I realize that, Major. But frankly I’m getting tired of sending good people out there never knowing if they’re going to come back. I’ve had enough.
Jackson: I’m sorry, sir. What are you saying?
Hammond: I wanted you all to be the first to know. Effective immediately I’m stepping down as commander of the SGC.
O’Neill: Do you really think I’d believe you’re quitting because we ran into a little trouble out there? Hell, we’ve been presumed dead before.
Hammond: I don’t have to explain myself to you, Colonel.
O’Neill: No sir, you don’t. You’re my commanding officer. But could you throw me a bone?
Hammond: When I took over this command, the Stargate was inactive. This was supposed to be a quick and easy assignment on my way to retirement.
O’Neill: General, need I remind you that I was retired. Some things are worth changing your plans for.
Teal’c: On Chulak, when a great warrior retires from the field of battle, it is customary to sing a song of lament. Fortunately we are not on Chulak.
O’Neill: If it wasn’t for SG-1, right now you’d be sitting there with a snake in your head. Instead of your head up your ass.
O’Neill: Come on, General. I never met anyone who liked doing what they do more than you. And you were good at it. Great. You will never convince me you just got fed up. I’ll never buy that.
Hammond: I’m sorry, it’s out of my hands, Jack.
O’Neill: What does that mean?
Hammond: Can’t discuss it.
Hammond: You don’t understand.
O’Neill: I won’t. Unless you explain it to me.
Hammond: Two weeks ago I was contacted by a representative in the NID. He suggested I should become more aggressive in my policies.
Hammond: He told me if I didn’t cooperate there would be consequences. The next day, two men in plain clothes, driving a black unmarked car picked up my granddaughters from school. They took them for a little ride and then brought them home. The girls were fine, but I got the message.
Hammond: Don’t get yourself into trouble over this, Jack.
O’Neill: You know me, sir.
Harry Maybourne: Nice of you to come by. I don’t get a lot of visitors.
O’Neill: I find that hard to believe.
Maybourne: In my line of work, people don’t exactly stick by you through thick and thin. Most of my associates are busy trying to forget they ever knew me.
O’Neill: Your former associates are why I’m here.
O’Neill: It all sounds so cloak-and-daggery.
Maybourne: You’re in Special Ops Colonel, Jack. Why do you always pretend to smell like roses?
O’Neill: How do I get them to back off?
Maybourne: You really want to play in my sandbox, Jack?
O’Neill: Tell me what I have to do.
O’Neill: Have you heard of IKEA?
O’Neill: I see you’re on that famous beer and mustard diet. How’s that working out for you?
General Bauer: We’re not stopping the tests.
Carter: Sir, I don’t think you understand the implications. Or maybe you do.
Senator Kinsey: You learned to play hardball pretty fast, didn’t you?
O’Neill: I had a good teacher.
O’Neill: General. About what you owe me.
Hammond: Anything I can do.
O’Neill: Well nothing right now. But one day I may ask you to buy back my soul.