Hathor

Jackson: Hathor was the Egyptian goddess of fertility, inebriety, and music.
O’Neill: Sex, drugs, and rock and roll?
Jackson: In a manner of speaking.

Hathor: We are the mother of all pharaohs.
O’Neill: Of course we are.

Hathor: You, with the crown of marble.
O’Neill to Hammond: She… might mean you, sir.

Carter: Why do I feel like I’m in a “Women Behind Bars” movie?

Carter: Wow. That’s a miracle.
O’Neill: Crunches.

O’Neill: Did you find anything?
Dr. Janet Fraiser: Probably nothing we can use. We’ll at least get a cellular level analysis on the Goa’ulds. Maybe even find some DNA information.
Jackson: A lot of that will probably be mine.
O’Neill: Ew.
Jackson: Yeah.