Carter: There was a minor seismic event that matches the time in our power log exactly.
O’Neill looking at the map: Is that Siberia?
Carter: Yes sir. And there’s only one explanation I can think of.
Jackson: The Russians have a Stargate?
Hammond: Apparently the Russians know quite a bit about the SGC.
O’Neill: How?
Hammond: They didn’t say. How they got it open isn’t the issue right now either. The problem is it won’t close.
Co-Pilot: Sir, we have a visual on the runway. It appears to be iced over and there’s no response from the control tower.
Dr. Svetlana Markov (Marina Sirtis): We’re going to have to jump.
Jackson: Out of the plane?
Dr. Markov: I’m going with our without you, Colonel.
O’Neill: I suppose you expect my manly bravado to kick in right about now.
Dr. Markov: I’ve read your file.
O’Neill: No mention of bravado then, eh?
Teal’c: I do not understand.
O’Neill: It’s called a parachute.
Carter: It slows your descent after you jump out of the plane.
Teal’c: This device seems too poorly designed to provide such a function.
O’Neill: It opens after you jump.
Teal’c: This does not seem wise, O’Neill.
O’Neill: I said it was easy, not wise.
Dr. Markov: It’s gone!
O’Neill: If I ask what, and you say it’s classfied, I’m gonna shoot you.
O’Neill: Holy frozen bad guys.
Dr. Markov: The sub is Swiss.
Jackson: So they occasionally catch fire, but they keep perfect time. {she’s silent}. Sorry. I’ve been hanging around Jack O’Neill too much.
O’Neill: Didn’t you guys leave here in a submarine?
Carter: Not really sure what happened, sir.
O’Neill: Here’s a thought: we just exchanged hostages. … It’s just a thought.