Stargate SG-1 Season 9



Beau Bridges  Garry Chalk  Tim Guinee

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Vala: It’s funny, Daniel always wanted to get into my pants and now I’m in his.
Mitchell: Vala, that’s not funny.
Vala: Hm?
Mitchell: He can’t defend himself.

Vala: I didn’t just drop in to say hello. I have something important to tell you.

Vala: A man named Tomin had apparently found me lying unconscious in the rings and thought the gods had sent me to him. Which I… let him continue to believe.

Vala: I did my best to blend in. At first, according to Tomin and therefore as far as the villagers were concerned, I was the woman who fell from the sky. Which made me feel kind of special. I later learned that they always suspected that I’d escaped from some other village as the result of some scandal and then I started to feel much more like I used to.

Landry: Believe me, I usually applaud the colorful details of a good story—especially when told with such interesting intergalactic and body-snatching means. But Daniel and I are late to meet with the Russian and Chinese representatives.

Mitchell: You’re pregnant?
Vala: Yes! I keep forgetting you can’t actually see me.

Mitchell: And I ask this not one hundred percent sure I want to know the answer. But whose baby is it?
Vala: That’s the thing. I don’t know.
Carter: As in… ?
Vala: I swear. I did… none of the necessary things. Between my arrival in the Ori galaxy and my wedding night—which was definitely after I knew for sure—there is no way, humanly possible that I know of, that I could have gotten pregnant.

Vala: I am absolutely terrified. Have any of you ever heard of anything like it?
Mitchell: Well there’s one.
Teal’c: Darth Vader.
Vala: Really? How did that turn out?

Tomin (Tim Guinee): It’s a miracle. I can walk, I can run. I can fight now.
Vala: You can what?
Tomin: I’ve been conscripted.

Chekov (Garry Chalk): Russia will no longer be participating under the current structure.
Landry: What are you saying?
Chekov: I’m saying, we are taking our Stargate back.

Vala: So, this girl in the bar. Her name was Denya. And we struck up a bit of a friendship. By the looks on your faces I can see you’re not surprised I had more in common with the village harlot than I did with any of the ladies in the local knitting circle.
Mitchell: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Vala: At least she was honest.

Tomin: I must leave soon for war.
Vala: Then I must go with you.