Mitchell: I’m getting that “grasping at straws” feeling.
Jackson: Yeah, just don’t tell Teal’c.
Mitchell: I already did.
Jackson: Yeah, what’d he say?
Mitchell imitating Teal’c: “The warriors of the Sodan exist, Colonel. I am certain of it.”
Jackson: He’s more bass.
Carter: No tattoo.
Teal’c: He is a warrior of the Sodan.
Jackson: According to legend, no Sodan has been indentured to a Goa’uld for over five thousand years.
Carter: So your intell was correct?
Teal’c: Indeed.
Jolan: Your questions can wait. Now that your strength has returned we should begin jomo sel talak immediately.
Mitchell: If that’s breakfast, I could eat.
Volnek: All enemies who transgress our sacred ground forfeit their lives.
Jackson: Yeah, well, you might want to post a few signs.
Jolan: The fighting style of the Sodan has been a closely guarded secret for a hundred generations. It is a shame you will die shortly after learning it.
Mitchell: You know, a bag of sand with a hole in it is not an accurate timing device. Jolan points him toward the path. You are an evil man.
Lord Haikon (Tony Todd): I know that the Ori are not the Ancients, but can there be any doubt that they are gods? And if they can lead us to the path of enlightenment, how can I refuse them?
Mitchell: You’re making a big mistake. These Ori are not what you think they are. They’re not even close.
Lord Haikon: Perhaps when you face your death, in your final moments you will understand.
Mitchell: I’ve already been there. I understand.
Landry: This is going nowhere. Two weeks and he hasn’t given us so much as a haiku.
Landry: Give me something I can use—soon. Or the next paperwork I fill out will declare Mitchell MIA.
Mitchell: Faith. It was your faith that sustained you for five thousand years. Don’t throw your history away for a bag full of magic tricks.
Tass’an: Heed my words, brother. If a Prior visits your world, leave.
Jolan: We will continue to walk the path of Sodan until the others see the error of their ways.
Mitchell: Well for what it’s worth, you won’t walk alone.
Walter Harriman: We’re receiving an IDC code. It’s Colonel Mitchell.
Jackson: You’re kidding.
Walter: I would never do that, sir.