Jackson: No one can explain how the crystal skull that Nick discovered was carved—from a single crystal, against the grain—given the technology of the day. He claimed that it possessed a certain… power.
O’Neill: What kind of power?
Jackson: That if one were to look into the eyes of the skull, one would be teleported to see aliens.
Fraiser: Colonel I can only guess at the effect this type of radiation may have on the human body. I recommend limited exposure. Ten, 15 minutes at the most.
Jackson: Wait a minute, that’s not enough time. I mean there has to be some sort of radioactive suit, or a—
O’Neill: Hey! If you’d been listening you’d know that NIntendos pass through everything.
Teal’c: Whoever the builders are, they appear to be a formidable race.
Jackson: You could fit every pyramid on Earth inside this thing and still have room to spare.
O’Neill: Could you imagine heating this place?
O’Neill: Napoleonic power monger.
Dr. Rothman: A teleportation device? What do you think?
Siler: I think you’re gonna get fired.
Jackson: You can see me?
Nicholas Ballard: Yes Daniel. I can see you.
Jackson: Why didn’t you say something?!
Nicholas Ballard: You’re not real. Something doesn’t mean anything.
Jackson: No no no no! Nick! Nick, I’m real! I’m real! You’re not hallucinating!
Nicholas Ballard: Hallucinations always say that.
Ballard: Now we must wait for the giant aliens.
O’Neill: That just has a nice ring to it.