Stargate SG-1 Season 9

The Scourge


Beau Bridges  Bill Dow  Mark Oliver  Robert Picardo

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Jackson: Yes, we stopped them this time. But be damn sure they’re already thinking up some other means of spreading fear and destruction throughout this galaxy.
Mitchell: Yeah, that’s why we call them the bad guys.

Chapman looking at the Stargate: It’s much bigger than I imagined.
Landry: We get that a lot.

Mitchell: Seriously. What are we doing here?
Jackson: Honest answer? PR for the Stargate program.
Mitchell: I’m telling you, today it’s escorting foreign delegates on off-world tours, tomorrow it’s comic book conventions and supermarket openings.

Chapman: I think we can assume the bugs got off the base.
Carter: They must be using their echo location as a means to hunt their prey.
Jackson: Us. She means us.

Landry: What have you found out?
Dr. Lee: I learned that bugs still creep me out.

Carter: Mr. Woolsey. If I could go back in time—which, admittedly, is an opportunity I’m occasionally presented with—I would have made sure that we left the base as scheduled. But the reality is for the time being we are stuck here. Trapped in this cave, surrounded by predatory insects, with no way of getting to the Stargate. Now I’m sorry, but I’m going to have a hard time mustering up a convincing pep talk. All things considered.
Woolsey: I see.

Mitchell: I think we’re good to go.
Teal’c: Perhaps we should keep any unnecessary conversation to a minimum.
Mitchell: Okay.

Mitchell: You know what? Sit here. You cover our six. But stay alert. You’ll hear the bugs coming, but tree ferrets give no warning.
LaPierre: Tree ferrets?
Mitchell: Yeah, nasty buggers. Swoop down and separate a man’s head from his torso before you can blink.

Jackson: So. We still doing movie night?
Carter: Yeah. Why not.
Mitchell: Good. I already picked something out.
Teal’c: Old School?
Mitchell: Starship Troopers.
Teal’c: Is it humorous?
Mitchell: Is it ever.