Mitchell: Hey, you got anything?
Jackson: No. You?
Mitchell: No. But I’m getting a good tan.
Mitchell about the dragon’s name: So what are we supposed to do, just start guessing?
Vala: Darryl the Dragon.
Mitchell: How ’bout Smokey?
Teal’c: Perhaps Puff.
About the Sangraal
Mitchell: It’s the real thing this time, right?
Jackson: I don’t see why not.
It’s still a hologram
Carter: Oh come on!
Ba’al: Looks like Merlin’s drawbridge no longer goes all the way across the moat if you catch my meaning.
Prior: And what of the village?
Adria: Have they agreed to accept the teachings of Origin?
Prior: No.
Adria: Then burn it.
Merlin: I have lived many lifetimes. First Atlantis then on Earth. Before the dawn of your civilization. The I joined the ranks of the Ascended. And finally I returned to mortal form to live out my remaining days among the noblemen of Arthur’s court. Or, so I thought. And through all these eons only one thing stayed the same. There is never enough time.
Ba’al: Merlin’s little trick with my vocal cords expired at the same moment he did.
Teal’c: Yet another reason to mourn his passing.
Vala: Merlin’s gone.
Mitchell: Well that’s just … weird.
Carter: I’m sorry. Are you dismissing my idea of out hand because I’m human. Or because I’m a woman?
Ba’al: A little of both, I suppose.
Ba’al: I know where you come from you’re considered relatively intelligent, but by galactic standards that’s not really saying much. wouldn’t you agree? {Carter punches him}.
Carter: You know, if you’re not going to help then you’re really not much use to us. And if you’re not much use to us then there’s really no point in keeping you alive any longer. wouldn’t you agree?
Ba’al: I’d, ah, be delighted to help.
Carter: Great to hear.