Stargate SG-1 Season 2

One False Step

1999.02.19    

Teryl Rothery

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Carter: UAV is a go for launch, sir.
Hammond: Launch. {it does}
O’Neill: That never gets old. I love that.

Jackson: Deja vu.
Teal’c: I am unfamiliar with that term.
Jackson: Ah, it means I feel like I’ve been here before.
Teal’c: That is correct, Daniel Jackson. Yesterday. When we first arrived on this planet.
Jackson: Right. What was I thinking.

Jackson: You know I thought the alien on the video looked fairly docile. More curious than harmful.
O’Neill: I thought it looked bald, white and naked.

Jackson: Hi. {the alien runs off, trilling} Well I guess that was the wrong thing to say.

Dr. Fraiser: Now this is a house call.

Carter: We’ve introduced a number of foreign substances that could be responsible.
Dr. Fraiser: Okay, let’s set up over here.
O’Neill: And the UAV ran into that plant thing I showed you.
Jackson: I’ve been sneezing like crazy ever since we got here.
Carter: And I cut my hand and one of the aliens could have come in contact with my blood.
Teal’c: One of the aliens had lubricant from the UAV on its hands.
Dr. Fraiser: Okay, look. The fact is it could be somebody’s aftershave. Now how are they going to react when I try to run some tests?

Teal’c: Do you not believe we are responsible, O’Neill?
O’Neill: Yes, I believe we are… not. We should check it out either way.

O’Neill: What’s he smiling at?
Teal’c: He appears to be bothered by the tone you have taken with each other. As have I.

Jackson: Mythology is one of the primary reasons for cultural development!
O’Neill: Maybe! What’s that got to do with filming a plant?!
Jackson: Exactly!
O’Neill: What does that mean?!
Jackson: I don’t know!

O’Neill: Carter, what are you doing?
Carter: I’m looking for something that we can’t hear.

Jackson: That was your hunch?
Carter: I had a feeling that there was some sort of symbiotic relatonship between the aliens and the organisms. They probably don’t even realize it.
Jackson: Well how did you realize it?
O’Neill: Captain?
Carter: I— I talk to my plants.