Teal’c: Have we not been assigned to participate in the damage control effort?
O’Neill: Yes. And if there’s ever any damage I’ll do my best to control it.
Colonel Ronson: Weapons officer. Prepare to fire on my command.
O’Neill to Teal’c: He’s a weapons officer. You’d think he’d already be prepared.
Teal’c: Indeed.
Ronson: The bridge isn’t exactly where you’re supposed to be during a battle drill.
O’Neill: No. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that.
Ronson: Can it wait until we are not in the middle of a drill?
O’Neill: When are we not in the middle of a drill?
O’Neill: Teal’c, prepare to assist in damage control.
Teal’c: I am prepared, O’Neill.
O’Neill: See how melodramatic that sounds? It’s unnecessary.
Ronson: There’s no redundancy for that particular system.
O’Neill: So you’re saying there’s no redundancy?
Jonas: Wait a minute. If I’m wrong about there being a Stargate on this planet, we’re losing our only means of getting home.
Teal’c: It would appear there is little choice.
O’Neill: We’ve come a long way to meet you folks. So if there’s anything you can do to, you know, stop those missiles…
Carter: Sir I’ve been scanning for naquadah traces with the ship’s sensors in an effort to determine the location of the Stargate. So far I’ve got nothing.
Teal’c: Could the information on the cartouche be incorrect?
Carter: It hasn’t been wrong yet.
Jonas: If they don’t accept our apology finding the Stargate’s going to be the least of our problems.
Commander Kalfas: They seek the Ring of the Gods.
O’Neill: If that’s what you want to call it. Ring of the Gods is good.
Chairman Ashwan: Please understand, this device you seek—the Stargate. I regret to tell you—
Commander Kalfas: It’s a myth.
Chairman Ashwan: There has never been a shred of evidence to prove its existence.
O’Neill: Have you look around?
Ronson: We will do this little barbecue of yours, but that’s as far as I go. {he storms off}.
O’Neill: Do we… have a barbecue?
Jonas: I don’t care how you try, you can’t erase history. Something has to remain.