Jackson: Proclarush Teonas. I think you wrote the planet where we’ll find the Lost City in the crossword.
O’Neill: Bit of a jump.
Jackson: Why else would you do that?
Carter about Jack’s crossword puzzle: The clue for seven down is “celestial body.” And he wrote “Uma Thurman.”
President Hayes: Contact the governments of Russia, Great Britain, France, China and Canada. And let ’em know what we think were in for. In the meantime, I better prepare a helluva speech.
Carter: Sir. I think you should know that General Hammond authorized me to take command of the team if I—
O’Neill: Do it now.
Carter: Sir, I don’t think that’s necessary.
O’Neill: I trust you. I’ll make it easy for you. I resign. You’re in charge.
Jackson: The city we’re looking for is under the ice of Antarctica?
Carter: It’s been on Earth the whole time?
Jackson: Jack, we were just there.
Carter: So we came all this way just to find out we have to go back?
Bra’tac: You should have struck for my heart, Ronan.
Ronan: You will die more slowly this way.
Bra’tac: You are mistaken. I no longer carry a symbiote.
Anubis: Bow before your god!
Hayes: I don’t think so. However, I am willing to accept your surrender.
Weir to Kinsey: Well I thought you were a lot of things. A coward wasn’t one of them.
Hayes: Consider your resignation accepted, Bob.
Kinsey: You can’t do that!
Hayes: Oh please. I’ve got enough on you to have you shot.
What the hell was that?
Hammond: That was SG-1.
Jackson: I don’t think this is it, Sam.
Carter: What do you mean?
Jackson: The dome is too small. Teonas. It’s obviously not a city, it’s just an outpost of some kind.
Carter: This isn’t Atlantis?
Jackson: I don’t think so.
Teal’c: If this is not the Lost City, then where is it?